"Science." To Zhu Su's surprise, there was no look of shock or confusion on Lao Zhu's face. He just tapped his fingers on the table thoughtfully twice.
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"This science is the pile of drawings and ghost drawings you drew when you were in the boss's mansion?"
"You know everything?" On the contrary, Zhu Su was stunned. Thinking about it, it was right. His manuscripts were placed openly on the table without any cover-up. There is nothing wrong with Lao Zhu knowing about it.
"I didn't know that, except for poems, there are very few words in those things of yours. Oh, there is also a piece of paper that says something like 'Angel Cute', 'Mikami' or something like that... I don't know what it means..." The old man
Zhu Dao.
Zhu Su's face turned red. The piece of paper was the names of the teachers he had written down late at night when he was missing his future teachers. Unexpectedly, Lao Zhu also read it.
Fortunately, Lao Zhu did not ask further, but continued: "Hou Biao'er suggested that we invite Uncle Chengyi to know what those manuscripts of yours are talking about."
"Those are really a kind of knowledge. After Uncle Chengyi saw those drawings of yours, he didn't even think about food and drinks. He went to the palace every day and asked me to recommend people who could draw the drawings for him..." Lao Zhu raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Zhu with some resentment.
Taking a serious look, it was obvious that Liu Bowen had been quite annoying these days.
"That old guy Liu Ji always thinks very highly of himself. Back then, he didn't even look down on us. After seeing those drawings of yours, he actually asked to be your teacher. These drawings of yours are really extraordinary," Lao Zhu said.
"We were still thinking about how long it would take before you would tell us this."
"I didn't expect it to be today."
"Strengthening a country with weapons..." Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Su playfully. "This is something that the sages of Confucianism have never mentioned. When you say this, aren't you afraid of being opposed by the world?"
The more Lao Zhu talked, the more excited he became. He looked at Zhu Su as if he were looking at a golden steamed bun: "Those scholars always think that Lao Zhu is from a vulgar origin. Three generations of our ancestors have only been working in the fields."
"In our opinion, it's best for you to handle this matter! You are young, even if you go wrong, those old scholars will just treat you as a child and naughty..."
"How can you object?" Zhu Su spread his hands and blinked. "Zhu Zi also said, 'Today I will examine one thing, and tomorrow I will examine another thing, and suddenly I will understand it, and finally I will know the laws of nature.' The so-called science is just the method of studying things.
It’s just law.”
"Then, do you want to use this scientific method to start a sect?" Lao Zhu's eyes were filled with curiosity.
"No need to say more." Lao Zhu waved his hand. "Lao Wu, we have our own plans for this matter!"
"But..." Zhu Su was speechless. "But... this is not my knowledge!"
Zhu Su was stunned for a moment, it seemed to make sense. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized, isn't this because he wants to be a copywriter himself?
"We are still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty will not be the kind of Ming Dynasty that you said in history. Your life will be as stable as a mountain!"
What is this? Deceiving on orders?
"I...how can I do this?" Zhu Su waved his hands hurriedly. He just wanted to be a peaceful king, and with such a heavy burden of promoting science on him, how could he have any free time?
Besides, my family knows my own affairs, and I am just an ordinary person. I have more knowledge than later generations. Once all the things in my mind are taken away, I am afraid that I will not be as good as ordinary people. How can I bear the leadership?
A great responsibility for a school of thought?
"We can't do it." Lao Zhu shook his head. "We decided in the early Ming Dynasty that it is time to use scholars to govern the country."
Zhu Su also didn't expect that his half-finished manuscripts would actually make the famous Liu Bowen want to become his teacher... He couldn't help but feel ashamed. Who was Liu Bowen? How could he be his teacher? How could he be his teacher? Let alone
I am still a teenager in this life. If I become the teacher of the famous Liu Bowen, it will definitely be a disaster rather than a blessing to stand so high. So I shook my head hurriedly and said: "These are not my knowledge, but the knowledge of future generations."
"What I mean is that you should come forward and vigorously cultivate scientific talents..."
Thinking that his son would be like Confucius in the future, with three thousand disciples, and that he would also give our old Zhu family the title of "a scholarly family", Old Zhu felt very beautiful.
"What? Of course not!" Zhu Su was startled and stood up suddenly. "My age is here. If I say I want to start a sect, who can believe me?"
"What's wrong with being young? In ancient times, Gan Luo worshiped the prime minister twelve times, and your current age is almost the same as that of Gan Luo when he worshiped the prime minister. Why can't you start a sect?"
"Why not?" Lao Zhu raised his eyebrows. "Today, you are the only one who knows these knowledge. No one understands these knowledge except you."
Zhu Su couldn't laugh or cry.
"Don't worry, Zhu Yunwen won't be able to become the Ming Dynasty emperor! Tragic things like cutting down the vassals will never happen to you again!"
"My child only wishes..." Zhu Su still wanted to defend.
"In the eyes of those people, this science is nothing more than miraculous skills and tricks. As an emperor, we value miraculous skills and tricks. When those old pedants see it, why don't they give Tian'er's advice to death?"
"Now I mention Zhu Xi." Lao Zhu smiled. He had not forgotten the "whispering words" written by Zhu Su. This kid usually hated Zhu Xi's so-called "minor words and big ideas" in Neo-Confucianism, but at this time he actually used Zhu Xi's words.
Use your words as a banner.
"What kind of science is being promoted at this time? Aren't all the scholars alienated from us?"
"In later generations, science is the most powerful driving force to make a country prosperous and strong. The reason why humans are different from animals is that humans are good at using tools, while animals use brute force in vain. Science is to understand the principles of everything in the world, and to
The science of using tools with its power..." As he spoke, Zhu Su explained to Lao Zhu one by one the various wonderful uses of science and the impact of various scientific achievements in history before the Ming Dynasty.
"Tell me, is this the knowledge of our old Zhu family?"
"But if my son, Zhu Chongba, becomes a saint and establishes a sect, who would dare to say that my old Zhu family is vulgar!"
"Why can't you do it?" Lao Zhu's eyes narrowed. "Why, the Confucius family is only allowed to produce one Confucius, and my Lao Zhu family is not allowed to produce a second saint?"
"Why do you need to think about being the idle king every day? A real man is born in heaven and earth. If he cannot express his thoughts freely, he will live to be a hundred years old."
"What's the difference between it and dying young?"
"You were born to be the son of my Zhu family, and you are given the wisdom from your previous life. How can I ask you to do nothing in this life and be a free king?"
Zhu Su said these words thoughtfully. He thought that he had no ambitions, and kept saying that he wanted to be the free king. But if this was really the case, why did he reveal his identity as a time traveler? And why did he stay up late at night to write