I am an anchor in the Three Kingdoms

Zheng Qian only felt a line of small words floating in his head:

Skull hurts, skull hurts...

Cao Xiong continued to ask:

"The eighth question, there are twelve months in a year, which month has 28 days."

"February!" Zheng Qian wanted to blurt out, but this time he was more careful, thinking carefully, there must be a ghost in it.

Right!

Isn't leap February just 29 days?

He almost fell into the trap of the fifth son again.

This time, Zheng Qian "haha" laughed, "Fifth Young Master, you only have this means. This way has already been figured out by this Young Master. The answer is that it does not include February, which is the leap month!"

Cao Xiong just took a sip of tea and almost sprayed it out.

I was really amazed by his self-confidence.

It's rare to take into account the leap in February!

only……

Cao Xiong knocked on Zheng Qian's forehead hard, "Where do you get the confidence? It's still February! There are twelve months in a year, and each month has 28 days. Mr. Zheng Qian, you still call yourself Beiping Number one genius, have you lost your days?"

Every month...has 28 days!

like...yeah...

Chapter 301 One More Question

A big black line appeared on Zheng Qian's forehead!

Accidents always come unexpectedly...

It's easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows!

All the onlookers shook their heads secretly. These questions are not just for Zheng Qian. Even if there are so many of them, who can answer them correctly?

This is not only about the level of talent and learning, but also whether you can see through everything and skillfully find the ambush in it.

Fifth son, how did your forehead grow?

Where did so many weird questions come from.

Not just them.

The emperors in the live broadcast room were also shocked.

Ying Zheng: "Anchor, you can really do it... These questions can't be answered alone!"Absolutely! 』

Xiang Yu: "This king can see that, you can't be clever with the anchor, your head will explode every minute!" 』

Liu Bang: "I can't ask such a question, what is in your head, the anchor?" 』

Yang Guang: "Are there any similar books? The host also found one for me. I am very interested in it!" 』

Cao Xiong: "There is a book, it's called "Brain Teaser". When will this son rule the Three Kingdoms, I will give you a copy for each of you!" 』

The emperors are looking forward to this "Brain Teasers" very much!

Withdraw the thoughts of the live broadcast room.

Cao Xiong continued to ask the next question.

"Question nine..."

Zheng Qian shook his head violently. Facing the question of the Fifth Young Master Cao Xiong, he must think twice. He must think about everything from north to south. If there is a loophole, he will fall into his trap.

Lift your spirits now!

Can't be more wrong, otherwise, this face will fall to the edge of the cliff...

"There is a piece of natural black marble, what will happen if you throw it into the Yellow River on the day of Dragon Boat Festival?"

Uh…

This question!There must be a mystery...

How to answer it.

Zheng Qian thought carefully, and he came up with five or six answers, but none of them were perfect.

Seeing it, Cao Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to be urging him.

He simply replied: "What will happen? The Yellow River will be choppy, the tide will rise, and a large number of carp will jump over the dragon's gate; the marble will glow, mutate, and even grin open, and a stone monkey will jump out of it!"

Zheng Qian concentrated his mind and told all the supernatural phenomena he could think of.

No matter how noisy Ren Huanghe and Marble are, it's nothing more than this!

There will never be anything new.

……

Having answered this sentence, Zheng Qian looked up at Cao Xiong.

I want to get a glimpse of one or two from his expression.

However, the image sent back is a pair of smiling eyes!

The fifth son, Cao Xiong, smiled lightly and shook his head slightly.

"Young Master Zheng, you are wrong! Marbles, when thrown into the Yellow River, will only make a 'plop' and then sink to the bottom of the water!"

Ah...this...

Zheng Qian is completely messed up... What about the agreed routine?

Why is there no routine for the topic this time?

True and false, false and true, fifth son, you played a good hand of cards!

How to do?

Nine questions, none of them answered!

Zheng Qian had deep doubts about his ability for a while?

Could this be the gap between him and the literary master?

But he didn't know that Cao Xiong's nine questions closely revolved around Zheng Qian's psychology, and Zheng Qian's thoughts and thoughts never escaped the eyes of the Fifth Young Master!

It is not so much the surprise of the topic, but the precise grasp of his psychology.

Zheng Qian's face turned red and white, bit his lips tightly, and said out of breath:

"There is one more question... and one more question! I will definitely be able to answer it!"

As he spoke, his body shook a little. It was the first time that Zheng Qian had been hit like this since he was born.

Chapter 302 You Are My Father

"Son, we lost! Let's stop answering! The Zheng family has to pay the price!"

The head of the Zheng family hurried to help his son up.

In any case, Zheng Qian failed to answer any of the nine questions, which is enough to explain the problem.

It is also enough for the five sons to win the 40 stone grain and grass of their two families.

If it was the last question, Zheng Qian still didn't answer it.

The loss of food is small, if it is his own son, he will be traumatized mentally.

Then you have to try it!

The head of the royal family also came to persuade.

"My son-in-law, let's not compare! Let's go back, the Wang family can still afford the food!"

Zheng Qian is the home of the only prostitute daughter of the Wang family, so the daughter of the Wang family cannot be left a widow!

The crowd around the audience also persuaded him one after another.

"Forget it, Mr. Zheng, let's go back."

"Don't ask for the last one, if you can't answer it, then there is no room for maneuver!"

The more everyone persuaded, the more stubborn Zheng Qian became.

He tried his best to open his mouth, but found that he was speechless, and his face was even more ashamed.

"Me! The number one talented scholar in Beiping City, is that so unbearable?"

The more he thought about this, the more dissatisfied Zheng Qian became.

He gritted his teeth.

"Fifth Young Master, let's ask a question, ask another question, and I will be able to answer it!"

He took a big breath.

"We, Zheng and Wang, haven't lost yet! Fifth Young Master said, as long as I can answer one question, he will lose!"

Anxious and ashamed, Zheng Qian was already a little incoherent.

Fifth Young Master said so, but you are not ashamed to say that as long as you can't answer one question, you will be considered a loser?

Everyone in the audience looked at Zheng Qian with disdain.

Cao Xiong narrowed his eyes.

I thought to myself, "Are you still holding on?"

With a wave of his hand, "Okay, I will give you another chance, let's win or lose!"

After listening to the words of the fifth son Cao Xiong.

Everyone, while giving him a thumbs up, couldn't help but despise Zheng Qian even more.

From their point of view, the outcome is already decided, if they can answer it, they can answer it, and if they can't answer it, they can't answer it. At this point, what's the point of sophistry?

Even if the last question is answered, the victory is invincible!

"Fifth Young Master asked a question! Why didn't he come up with a question? Are you afraid?"

Not only did Zheng Qian not have the good intentions to lead the fifth son, but he made a mockery.

Being forced to this by the Fifth Young Master Cao Xiong, there is only hatred left in his heart!

Cao Xiong shook his head slightly, sighed, "Forget it, I wanted to save face for you, but since you're so overconfident, then I'm going to make a question."

Zheng Qian was immediately refreshed and his eyes widened!

"I want to come up with a winning question!" Cao Xiong hesitated, thinking to himself.

"Question [-], assuming 'my' son is the father of 'your' son, then, please tell me, what should you call me?"

This question is actually not difficult.

It's just that Zheng Qian's mind is messed up.

Son, father, you, me, these words rushed to my head.

Zheng Qian tried his best to calm down.

Try to understand the logic of this.

Because of the previous few logical brain teasers, Zheng Qian found some ways to dismantle this problem layer by layer.

- the father of my son... uh... that's still me... yes, still me!

- 'Your' son is the father of 'my' son.