Every 10 days, they will go to court on the 3rd, 6th, and 9th day.

Today is the 19th day of the middle of December. The weather in the capital was a cold one. Yang Gai felt as if he was wearing more than a dozen layers of clothes, but his face and hands still felt cold when he touched the cold air outside.

Today is the last court, and Yang reformed himself at nine o'clock, so those ministers blew in the cold wind for several hours.

A group of people knelt on the ground, then shouted long live, and kowtowed, and Yang reformed to let the ministers get up according to the rules.

If you want to say that the first major event in the capital, it is none other than the Wei case against the party, but there is one more thing that makes the capital in winter suddenly popular.

The emperor asked people to chase dirty and pay the atonement money. Swap money for your life. This is a strange thing. Some said that the emperor was shameless when he asked for money, and some said that the emperor was mediocre. But some people say that it is true that the emperor will change the name of the year next year, and according to the rules, he will have to give amnesty to the world, and it is indeed unlucky enough to kill so many people when he first became the emperor. Recovering stolen goods and paying the atonement money is not necessarily a bad thing, and this emperor still has a bit of mercy.

In short, there was a lot of discussion, and the courtiers also discussed and attacked this matter, but Yang Gai didn't know any of them at all, he only felt that they were all NPCs, and watched the large group of people below talking about it. Yang reformed only strangers.

After a while. Yang Gai, who was sitting in the chair, felt bored. So he spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have something unclear now, and I think it is very mysterious, and I also want to ask you Aiqing to discuss it." ”

The hall fell silent for a while, and they all looked at the emperor with blank eyes, not knowing what kind of question the emperor would say.

"That's right, yesterday I was in a dream, I dreamed that a god man told me that as long as I can fold a random piece of paper in half thirty times, I can fold fifty pieces of Mount Tai as high, I think it's amazing, and I don't believe it, but the god man told me that it's okay, I think it's incredible, I thought about it, and decided to share the problem of the god with all Aiqing, who Aiqing can tell me why? Can you? Yang Gai said.

As soon as this problem came out, the ministers at the bottom were dumbfounded, what kind of problem is this, a piece of paper can be folded fifty as high as Mount Tai. Impossible, impossible, if that's the case, then do you have to go to Mount Tai to worship the sky? It's not enough to worship the heavens directly on a piece of paper.

So the ministers said one after another, impossible, nonsense.

"All of you said it was impossible, but the man of God in my dream told me that it was possible, and it was true. Could it be that any man of God is wrong? "Yang Reform made an impossible appearance.

"The man of God told me that practice brings true knowledge, and if you don't believe it, you can try it yourself with a piece of paper." After speaking, Yang Gengai waved his hand, and the little eunuchs immediately handed out the prepared paper to the ministers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, to be honest, I don't believe that this small piece of paper can be folded into fifty Taishan heights in a few clicks, so all Aiqing should experiment by yourself." Yang Gai said again.

All the ministers below are looking at each other, a piece of paper can fold the height of Mount Tai, and there are fifty, which is really unbelievable. Some of the ministers began to fold the paper in their hands.

……

"Your Majesty, the old minister folded it, but it didn't work if he folded it nine times at most, no, this is what the old minister folded." After speaking, the minister of the old dragon bell also raised a small lump of white things in his hand, which was the result of folding a piece of paper nine times.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has only folded nine times, and he can only fold so much."

"Your Majesty, Weichen seems to have folded eight times."

“…… Wechen is also eight times. ”

“…… Seven times"

The ministers below also talked about the number of folds.

Yang Gai smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, do you think it is possible that it will be higher than Mount Tai when it is folded thirty times?" ”

The ministers were dumbfounded, and they all looked at the ball of paper in their hands, and they really couldn't understand that this ball of paper could be higher than Mount Tai?

"Your Majesty, the old minister thinks it can't."

"Your Majesty, Weichen also thinks it can't."

“…… Can't ......"

“…… It is estimated that it cannot be ......"

……

Ministers almost unanimously said no. Or just don't say anything.

Yang Gai smiled and said, "Since all the Aiqing said that they couldn't, but that god-man just told me about it. ”

"Your Majesty, don't believe the fallacy! How is this possible. It was clearly a demon bewitching the emperor. ”

“…… Oh, yes! It's a demon ......."

“…… Demon ......"

“…… Yes, it's a demon! ”

……

The ministers below all agreed, saying that the words of the demon were not credible.

Yang Reform has long been prepared, ready to discuss scientific things in this environment of discussing national affairs, and use science to crack down on rotten, narrow-minded, and unmotivated bureaucrats.

"All Aiqing said that it was not credible, but which god man proved it to me, so that I admired the five-body throwing to the ground." Yang Reform only cared about himself, but he didn't know that he had said the wrong thing, the emperor had five bodies thrown to the ground, didn't he kowtow to others and kneel.

Fortunately, the people in the main hall didn't pay much attention to it, and they all wanted to see how the god-man in the emperor's mouth proved it.

Yang Gengai waved his hand.

A few little eunuchs hurriedly carried some things into the Taihe Gate, which was covered with silk, and they didn't know what was inside.

A small eunuch peeled off the silk, revealing a large stack of rice paper inside.

Yang Reform said: "Everyone, please take a look. This is a stack of paper that is commonly used on rice paper. Note that it is compact. It is about a foot high, and there are about 2,000 sheets of rice paper, so each chapter of rice paper is about 1/2,000th of a foot high. If you fold it in half, then the pile of paper will become two feet high, and the height of a piece of paper is two thousandths of a foot high. The second time you fold it in half, the height of a piece of paper is four thousandths of a foot high......"

“…… On the eleventh time, it was about a foot high, and to be exact, it was 248 feet 248 thousandths. ”

"By the twentieth time, it was about two hundred and sixty-two feet."

……

"It was about 8,000 feet by the twenty-fifth time."

……

"By the thirtieth time it was about twenty-eighty-eight thousand five hundred and sixty-six feet, or twenty-six thousand feet high. How tall is Tarzan? It's about four or five hundred zhang high, and even if it's five hundred zhang high, it's about fifty or so tall Mount Tai......"

Yang Reform's words had already shocked the ministers beyond comparison. In their minds, Mount Tai is a symbol of height, but they didn't expect a small piece of paper to be as high as fifty, which is too unacceptable, of course, you have to be able to fold the paper in half thirty times.

In fact, this problem is a math problem, the thickness of a piece of paper is multiplied by 30 times in a row 2, don't look at the thickness of a piece of paper, but when you multiply it by 2 30 times in a row, you will find that it turns out to be a terrifying height.

Silence, absolute silence.

Silence, absolute silence.

Dead silence, absolute dead silence.

A group of ministers have been stunned by Yang Reform, standing dead in place and unable to move, today's incident, the shock to them is too great.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you still think that any god in my dream is a demon?" Yang asked with a smile on his face.

There was a dead silence for the ministers below, not a single voice or a single spoke.

Yang Gai thought proudly in his heart, you dead people, master, I will make you dizzy with a math problem, fight with me, play you to death, you still have to listen to me more in the future, otherwise you will be killed.

In the middle of the ring, the ministers woke up, and the gods returned to their bodies, and they all stood silently in the main hall, looking at the ground in front of them, as if they could see the flowers.

"Let's disperse, you Aiqing go home and find a bookkeeper, and then use my method to calculate carefully, and see if I have miscalculated." After saying that, Yang reformed and left without looking back, as for government affairs, let's talk about it next time.

So, in the last few days of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, in the heart of the Ming Dynasty, in the capital, many ministers of the previous dynasty were looking for someone to pile up rice paper at home, and then find a dozen account gentlemen to count there. The abacus crackled, and the people didn't know what the master was going to do, and later I learned that the emperor had a god professor in his dream, and told the emperor a strange way, this method can make a piece of rice paper taller than fifty Mount Tai, oh my God! Fifty Tarzans. Doesn't it say that Mount Tai is the highest mountain in the world?

Emperor.

In a dream.

God.

Impart.

This topic, in the last day of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, has become the hottest topic in the Ming Dynasty.