The arms agent concubine takes the RV to raise a baby

"Okay, then tell me how we compete?" Hua Xiyu didn't care. He looked around and saw A Tu coming back with her violin and her saxophone.

"A Tu, bring it here" It was just in time.

"As Miss Hua said last time, I will play a song and you will play the piece I just played again, how about that?" Zhou Liyao said proudly. It was just to make things difficult for her.

"Okay." Hua Xiyu didn't care at all. No genius has a bad memory. A strong memory is one of the necessary conditions for a genius. When it comes to remembering things, she has never lost.

"Then I'll play first." Zhou Liyao would certainly not let Hua Xiyu play first. If she played first, and then Hua Xiyu couldn't play it back, there would be no need to play the rest.

"Then you have to play back what I played, right?" She had to confirm it again to avoid cheating.

"Of course," Zhou Liyao said confidently.

"Okay, then you start." Hua Xiyu made a gesture of invitation, then took the two treasures back to their seats and quietly noted down the music.

The family of four all listened attentively and took note of the music carefully.

After the song was over, Zhou Liyao stood up and left, giving the piano to Hua Xiyu, asking her to play on it. The strings had been loosened by her, and if Hua Xiyu used this piano, she would be out of tune after playing only a few notes.

Hua Xiyu took his violin and said, "It's okay for me to use my own violin."

"Of course," Zhou Liyao said generously. Looking at her piano, it was so small that it should be impossible for her to play it, so she was happy to be generous.

"Okay, please be my judge and see if there are any mistakes or omissions." After saying this, he didn't even look at the crowd's reactions. He placed the violin against his chin, picked up the bow and began to play.

The piece Zhou Liyao played was extremely simple. She listened and took notes at the same time, and a five-line score had already formed in her mind. When the melody sounded, someone who was originally correcting her piano stopped correcting her and focused on listening to the music. There were indeed no mistakes or omissions, and her playing was even better than Zhou Liyao's. She even made some improvements to some parts, and both the timbre and melody were better.

Zhou Liyao was so angry that she deliberately chose a longer and more difficult song. As a result, this idiot actually played all the notes without missing a single one, and even played it better.

"Okay, reward," the emperor shouted first. How could the person he liked be bad? He knew she would not lose, and she did not disappoint him.

The most angry person at this moment was not Zhou Liyao, but the Queen. Especially after the Emperor shouted "good", no one dared to say anything, even if it was really bad.

Hua Xiyu bowed politely and thanked the emperor for his reward.

"Next, it's my turn." Hua Xiyu looked at Zhou Liyao with a sly smile. Modern music is much more difficult and complicated than this ancient music. You can tell its weight by weighing it now.

Zhou Liyao turned around disdainfully and sat back in her seat.

Hua Xiyu finally chose his favorite song "Butterfly Lovers", which was considered to be a concession for Zhou Liyao. He did not pull those famous foreign songs for her to memorize, which was already very tolerant towards her.

She only played one-third of the piece when the whole audience fell silent, listening attentively to such a beautiful and melodious piece of music. They had never heard such beautiful music in their entire lives.

"Ms. Zhou, it's your turn."

Zhou Liyao sat down tremblingly beside her loosely tuned zither. She played only a few notes before the strings became loose. Not only was the tune off, but even the notes were wrong. Liang Zhu was originally a violin piece, and it was not easy to change it into a guzheng piece. What's more, Zhou Liyao was an ordinary ancient person who could play a few pieces. If she could replicate Liang Zhu after listening to it once, then Liang Zhu would seem worthless.

"Ms. Zhou, you lose."

Hua Xiyu didn't say anything else. If she lost, she lost. There was no prize. If other people want to challenge her in the future, they will have to consider their own abilities.

"It doesn't count. Your instrument is not a zheng at all, so it doesn't count."

Oh, I finally thought of correcting her piano. This is just like a dead duck talking too much. Why bother? Arguing about this will make me look even less capable.

The person who had been standing in the middle of the hall waiting for the challenge pulled her. If she lost, she lost. It was even more embarrassing to act like a rogue like this.

Zhou Liyao bowed to the emperor and empress in a sullen manner, "I am not as skilled as Miss Hua, I lose." There is nothing shameful in admitting defeat. Since it is a competition, there will always be winners and losers.

"I would like to ask Miss Hua for advice on painting." A young man bowed to the emperor and empress, expressing his willingness to challenge.

"Hua Xiyu, if you admit defeat, there's no need to compete anymore." The angriest person in the whole audience was the Queen. She originally wanted to marry a fool to Liu Jingcheng, but it turned out that she was so talented.

"My mother will never lose," Erbao muttered softly.

Although the sound was small, many people still heard it.

The queen looked over here and became even angrier. There were so many women in Liu Jingyu's Eastern Palace, but none of them had become pregnant and given birth to grandchildren for her.

Looking at the two cute little kids, she turned her head to look at Concubine Ya who was sitting beside the emperor. She was looking at Hua Xiyu with tears in her eyes, looking at her grandchildren. It turned out that God also has eyes, and good people really are rewarded. Her kindness enabled her to escape the disaster that year. Now her son has fully recovered, and she has a pair of grandchildren.

The Queen was even more furious when she saw this, and her hatred towards Mei Shumin reached its peak. She should have been dead long ago, so why should the family be reunited now, a family reunited with loving mother and filial son? No, she would not allow it, absolutely not.

There were voices from the audience asking for painting. Because of the Queen's words, everyone thought that Hua Xiyu's painting must be very bad. She had made such arrogant statements before, but now she should turn her words into a sharp knife and stab herself.

But Hua Xiyu still said the same two words, "Okay!"

So the young man set a topic and asked him to paint a picture of "Butterfly in Love with Flowers".

Hua Xiyu understood. It was just a painting of a butterfly flying among the flowers. Her RV had all the food, drinks, and entertainment items, but she didn't have them with her, so she could just ask A Tu to get them.

"Your Majesty, my painting tools are at home. May I go and get them?"

The palace naturally has pens, ink, paper and inkstone, so why does Miss Hua need to get another one?" The man thought he was making an excuse.

But then the emperor said, "Alright."

"A Tu, hurry up and help me get that big bag of things." It was also his fault that he had boasted too much before. He was indeed arrogant, which made these talented men and beautiful women who had been well-read in poetry and books for many years unconvinced. Alas, he never thought that he would have to continue to stay in South Vietnam at that time, otherwise, he would not have been so high-profile and ostentatious.

"Put the painting issue aside for now. If anyone has any other objections, feel free to come forward."

"Miss Hua, since painting requires tools, I will challenge a skill that does not require tools, so as to save you from waiting for a long time."

Oh, this person thought that she was fake about taking the painting tools and was really making excuses. Alas, I really wouldn't do that.

"Okay, then you come up with the questions."

So, the young man gave a math problem, which was the ancient math problem about chickens and rabbits in the same cage. But before he finished reading the question, Dabao, who was sitting next to him, answered loudly, "I know this. My mother taught me yesterday."

"You..." He didn't know how to refute.

Dabao not only gave the answer, but also explained the solution method, and each step was clear and understandable.

The boy who set the question went back to his seat dejectedly and said, "Wait, you set the question, my son solved it, now it's our turn."

Liu Jingcheng called him and said, "Dabao, give him a question."

"Yes," Dabao answered crisply, and then read out loud the question her mother taught her yesterday, "There is a group of chickens. Three are put into a cage and one is left. Four are put into a cage and two are left. Five are put into a cage and three are left. Six are put into a cage and two are missing. How many chickens are there in this group?"

It was a very simple elementary school math problem of finding common multiples. When the boy heard it, he thought it was so complicated that he needed to find a group of chickens to test it out. The teacher in school had never taught him this, so he didn't know how to do it.

"Hmph, you don't know how to do it, my mother said, this is just a problem of finding the least common multiple, it's very simple."

Erbao, who was sitting in his seat, rushed to answer, "I know, I know, it's 58", and then looked at Hua Xiyu, "Mom, am I right?"

"Yes, very good." Hua Xiyu praised his children without hesitation and gave them a thumbs up to show his praise.

The young man who challenged was extremely embarrassed and quickly sat back in his seat and stopped talking.

"Mom said this is a question for elementary school students. You are so old and you don't even know this, and you still want to challenge my mom. Humph." Dabao stepped on him just in time.

Liu Jingcheng pursed his lips and smiled secretly. He was in a really good mood today.

The queen was in a very depressed mood at this time. She didn't expect that Hua Xiyu was so extraordinary. Could she have made a mistake?

"Is there anyone else challenging you? Come on, you are welcome to teach me." Hua Xiyu didn't expect that his son helped him win a game. In the eyes of others, he seemed a little arrogant.

"Excuse me, Miss Hua, you once said that you know everything about astronomy and geography. Can you take this seriously?" someone asked, but it was no longer a competition, it was just a way to make things difficult for me.

"Just ask whatever you want to ask. Even if I don't know everything, I at least know half of it." Hua Xiyu was not polite. As for what he knew, it would be no problem to use it to deal with the ancients.

"Then I want to ask, how high is the sky, how thick is the earth, Miss Hua, do you know?"

Hua Xiyu smiled. How high is the sky? That depends on how high you want it to be. How thick is the earth? The diameter of the earth has been measured long ago. Any student who has been to junior high school knows it.

"How high the sky is depends on where you want to go. If you want to go to the moon, then the sky is more than 38 kilometers high, which is doubled to more than 76 miles high. If you want to go to the sun, then the sky is more than 2 million miles high. So there is no fixed number for the height of the sky. It all depends on where you want to go."

"As for how thick the earth is, this is certain, it is more than 240,000 miles."

Hua Xiyu looked at the person who asked the question, "Are you satisfied?"

"Excuse me, Miss Hua, how do you know this number? Have you measured it?"

This really stumped Hua Xiyu. The answer was a question that scientists had measured. She suddenly noticed that Zhai Liangyu, a high school graduate from Huicheng No. 129 Middle School, who was sitting in the back row, naturally knew these questions that a junior high school student should know.

"I haven't measured it myself, but someone has measured it and announced the number to everyone. If you don't believe it, you can measure it yourself." Then she pointed her finger at Zhai Liangyu and said, "This gentleman also knows this number. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Zhai Liangyu, who was suddenly set on fire, was a little slow to react. How did the war finally fall on him?