In Zhou Junwu's later memory, the spring of the 10th year of Jinghan's reign in the Wu Dynasty was not going well. He had just started his ardent ambition in the study of objects, but he suffered a blow in the head. There was little progress in the research on gunpowder, and it even exploded. He never paid much attention to it.
His father confined him to the palace and was not allowed to leave the house. A group of teachers jabbered all day long about how the master's way of studying things was a humble craftsman's technique and a humble knowledge of ingenious and obscene skills. Grandpa Prince Consort did not stand in front of him this time.
On his side, as for the sister who is bothered by her family all day long about getting married but has many unrealistic fantasies, it is even more impossible to become an ally with his country.
The young prince, who was only thirteen years old, had for the first time in his life found a direction that he wanted to strive for. The world around him ruthlessly poured cold water on him, which was a huge blow to him.
I am really tired, I feel like I will never love again...
Of course, young Junwu's troubles did not last long. The impact of this spring on him would be too great throughout his subsequent life. At the end of spring, when the master came back from Hangzhou, he was grounded because of
He was unable to go out for a visit, but not long after, around mid-March, the master came to the palace. Although he did not meet and discuss with his father in detail, due to the relationship with the prince consort, he was allowed to temporarily visit the palace.
Once you go out, the ban will be lifted.
Among the literati at this time, the title of teacher was actually quite particular. Most of the people who taught Zhou Junwu's studies in the palace were great scholars from Jiangning area, but Zhou Junwu still treated these people as teachers. And he treated Ning Yi in the same way.
After he fell in love with the study of physics, he called him master. There is a big difference between the two. Although Ning Yi has not been in Jiangning for a long time, this kind of title will not always be on his lips. But the differences are in the details.
can show it.
These guests in the palace are all people of high status. There is nothing to say when they are inferior to Kang Xian. Kang Xian is the consort of Kang Xian, and his knowledge is extremely profound, but he has no fame. But Ning Yi is only two.
A young man in his early teens, even if he has amazing quick thinking and talent. He can win the title of Jiangning's number one talent, but he is only on the path of poetry. When it comes to solid knowledge, no one would think that he is inferior to Ning Yi.
Because of this matter, at the beginning of last year, two guests from the palace, Zhang Rui and Li Tong, came to Ning Yi. At that time, they happened to meet an assassin who assassinated Qin Siyuan. Ning Yi's ruthless skills shocked these two people.
Then it died down. However, after Ning Yi left Jiangning, the young prince became more and more fond of the skills of those craftsmen, and all kinds of resentment among the guests in the palace swelled again. He often persuaded the young prince to stop at the cliff and read more when giving lectures.
The way of the sages, but how could Zhou Junwu be willing to listen to it.
Of course, the young prince has a good temper after all. He just nods in front of the teacher and accepts the instruction, then turns around and goes back to his own business. What he respects is only the identity of the teacher, but not the person himself. A group of teachers also gave advice to King Kang, but
Zhou Yong has been a wealthy and idle king all his life, and he knows that even if his son learns like Kang Xian, it will be meaningless. If he is really knowledgeable and wants to do something big but has no way to serve the country, he will feel depressed, so
He didn't care about it. If the gunpowder thing hadn't happened, he would have been happy that his son had some vulgar and boring tastes, which was better than being as ambitious as his daughter.
This time when Ning Yi came back, due to some changes in Zhou Pei and Jun Wu, a group of guests in the palace also got wind of it, and they discussed that when Ning Yi came to visit, they would compete with him in scripture knowledge, which made the prince and
The young prince can clearly see the unreliability of this young man. Of course, it is impossible for everyone to underestimate Ning Yi now, but even if Ning Yi is skilled in martial arts, he killed assassins on the street, and now he is already in Hangzhou
After returning from a narrow escape, personal martial prowess is still just a trivial matter in the eyes of these scholars. A group of middle-aged and elderly academics believe that it is not a big problem to take turns over Ning Yi in poetry and classics.
They were well prepared for this. After Zhou Junwu heard about it, he was quite looking forward to it. However, after Ning Yi accepted Zhou Pei's commission, he just called Junwu out through Kang Xian, and a group of guests went to fight.
There was no chance to post. In the next few days, the master and apprentice wandered around Jiangning City for several times, and Zhou Pei also took the opportunity to go out and follow them around. She originally expected Ning Yi to persuade Jun Wu not to do those dangerous things again, but Ning Yi led
Junwu went around, but they only visited docks, workshops and other places. He told him about waterwheels, the development of looms, the unique and ingenious ideas of various machines, and so on...
Ning Yi had told Jun Wu this in the past, but now he just said it in more detail.
After shopping like this for three days, when sending the siblings back in the evening, Zhou Pei entered the palace and sneaked out. He pulled Ning Yi into the alley next to the palace and started complaining: "Sir, I promised that I would keep Junwu away from those dangers."
Things are going well, why are you telling him this now..."
Ning Yi laughed: "Of course I have my intentions."
"However, sir, this will only make Junwu like the things about the study of physics even more. Maybe he will start making gunpowder again in a few days. How can you do this, sir? If Junwu..."
The girl was chattering anxiously, and talked for a long time with a sullen face and frowned. Although her usual temperament was still elegant and graceful, at this time, she looked like a girl, with a big head and a pointed chin.
Her body was a little thin, like a little hen talking desperately to herself. Ning Yi tilted his head and looked at her for a while, then flicked his finger on her forehead, and the girl was stunned.
He blinked and stopped talking.
"I have a solution. The princess can just watch. Don't question the professionals."
Ning Yi waved his hand and turned around and walked out of the alley. In fact, unlike Jun Wu's obedience, Zhou Pei was not absolutely convinced of Ning Yi in the past. Of course, this was only on the surface, the little princess was very opinionated.
As a person, even if he has recognized Ning Yi's ability in his heart, he will still say what should be said, what should be asked, and what should be questioned immediately. Ning Yi actually appreciates this kind of attitude. He cannot do it for the superiors.
Teachers only serve as superiors, and the little princess is better than Jun Wu in this regard.
Of course, in the past, if Zhou Peila had lost her dignity and turned into a arrogant woman, Ning Yi would have patted her head with something unceremoniously. But at that time, Zhou Peila was still a loli, and she had not seen her for a year. At this time, she was already a girl.
Because of her temperament, this action seemed a bit ambiguous. Zhou Pei blushed in the alley for a while. Finally, she stomped back. She has stopped studying this year and is facing more pressure from marriage at home. Although
I have been putting it off, but all kinds of pre-marriage education have become the main homework in my daily life. At this time, I was hit on the head, and I couldn't help but go back to the room, hold my chin and think wildly for a while.
It started to rain lightly the next day. Ning Yi, Jun Wu, and Zhou Pei sat in Yilanju all morning. They chose a seat by the window, brought pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and listened to the sound of rain while Jun Wu would come up with some of his ideas.
After talking about my thoughts, the maids and attendants sat around leisurely. Zhou Pei wore a veil like a lady. While nibbling cakes under the veil, she rolled her eyes and peeked at the activities in other places.
The furnishings of Yilanju are actually similar to those of later generations’ tea restaurants. Every location is separated by screens, flowers and plants. The view from any place is not wide, but there is quite a sense of peeping at others. The music of silk and bamboo
When the sound comes, it feels like a large group of people visiting the garden, which perfectly combines elegance and vulgarity.
"...Actually, if you want to fly into the sky, you can have several ideas. Let's start with what we already have. Just divide it into three types: kites, two kickers, and Kongming lanterns. We can draw them all..."
Ning Yi and her little brother were writing and drawing beside her, which was naturally what she cared about the most. They were chatting about how to fly into the sky - Zhou Pei was a little helpless about this matter. She knew that after Junwu studied studying objects,
What she looks forward to most is to fly to the sky one day, but her little brother's fantasy is enough. Today, Ning Yi, a teacher, even discussed it with her little brother in a serious manner, which made her feel a little out of tune.
But the development of the situation was quite strange. It was raining outside, and amid the faint singing in the restaurant, Mr. Ning actually actually drew a lot of things there. One after another, he discussed the possibility of flying into the sky from the perspective of structure and principle...
Flying? How could there be such a possibility? It’s not a god. But under Ning Yi’s detailed and simple description, after Zhou Pei looked at those graphics, he vaguely felt that it was really possible to fly.
The most likely thing is naturally a large Kongming lantern with a basket hanging on it. The other thing with two pairs of wings is more complicated. However, it evolved from a kite. Zhou Pei can actually understand some of the basic principles.
, if kites of all sizes can fly into the sky, is this... also possible?
Such thoughts only briefly crossed her mind. What depressed her most was that after hearing this, my younger brother might become even more obsessed with the study of physics and become a craftsman. This Ning Liheng... Mr. Ning... no
Be trustworthy!
Then, she heard Ning Yi start to tell Jun Wu something else.
"... In the past few days, I have taken you to see the loom, the hanging wheel on the dock, the water wheel, and printing. These things have been developing. The loom now has more than 1,600 parts, and the efficiency
Compared with two hundred years ago, it has increased more than five times. Compared with the most primitive looms a thousand years ago, it has developed dozens of times. The waterwheel has developed two to three times and is more durable. The printing machine has also become more durable.
In the workshop, the engraving is getting better and better, and the masters are becoming more and more skilled. Today's movable type still has big problems, but of course there is room for development. As long as more durable movable type materials are found, when can we find it?
If this continues, it should only be a matter of time..."
Zhou Pei pouted behind the veil, while Jun Wu nodded desperately. Ning Yi smiled: "But...in more than two hundred years, do you know how many people have been doing this?"
He paused: "There are at least hundreds of thousands of people in the Jiangnan area who rely on the weaving industry. Over the past two hundred years, there have been so many generations. Everyone makes a living by weaving. If you can weave more, you can make more.
To make money, after the rise of workshops, large households like the Su family will have at least a few craftsmen who help improve looms. Over the years, with so many people, the efficiency has increased five times, and some people have only made slight improvements in their lifetime.
One of the small parts..."
When Jun Wu frowned in confusion, Ning Yi sighed: "Actually, those who really study and improve looms are all stupid people. Really smart people, as long as they have some connections, they all go to school. After all, everything is inferior.
, only those who are well-educated and have the opportunity to study, who would want to be a craftsman. But those who join this industry, even if they are stupid, let's assume there are a thousand... Junwu, do you think you are better than a thousand people?
Is it awesome?"
Jun Wu hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
"You were still young before, but now you are thirteen. Even if you can't start a family, you can still start to make aspirations. I can really talk to you about these things." Ning Yi put a piece of paper with a hot air balloon next to him in front of Zhou Junwu,
"This is the simplest method we have decided on now. There are several aspects of the problem that you have to solve. What kind of rope to use, what kind of fuel to use, and how to control the size of the fire most stably. The fire must be big enough.
But the material used for burning should not be too heavy. The fabric used for the upper part of the hot air balloon must be sealed and able to withstand the heat of the fire. It must not be broken. Once it is broken, even if it is a small hole, the person on it will be
All of them are dead. Any of these things require assistance from other industries. Just to make such useful cloth, you may have to work in the weaving industry for a lifetime. And you also know the rope used on it.
The weaving method of the hemp rope used for the crane on the pier is related to the efficiency of the crane, which is very particular... This hot air balloon cannot control the direction of flight. Can you do it alone in a lifetime?"
"Then... what should we do..." Jun Wu's face was already wrinkled. Zhou Pei was stunned for a long time, looking at Ning Yi and blinking. At this time, she had vaguely guessed what Ning Yi was going to say.
What's up.
Ning Yi tilted his head and looked at the child in front of him with a bewitching smile: "You are still young. At first you liked this thing, you just thought it was interesting, but there is no such thing as being able to do it easily if you are happy all the time.
You can think about what I’m going to tell you next, you can think about it in a few years, because I may have to go to the capital and won’t have time to teach you this..."
"Your sister has always hoped that you would become a big shot in the future and establish peace for the world and create peace for all generations, but it is impossible. Although you are young, you actually know this, and His Highness King Kang also understands it, so he never cares about you. But it is about studying physics.
You can do it in the future, craftsmanship, there is no problem at all. You can have money and power in the future. You can win over a large number of smart people, and you can let them do various things with purpose. As long as
If you can grasp the overall situation and grasp the direction, the time it takes to get these things can be shortened ten times and hundreds of times. So first of all, you have to learn to be a smart prince and learn how to get more people to do the same thing as you.
You are very smart. If you are really interested, there are many people in the palace who can teach you this matter..."
When Ning Yi mentioned that he was going to the capital, he seemed to have a solemn feeling of entrustment. Almost at that time, Xiao Junwu made the decision with excitement. In the following months and even years, some kind of similar mission
Feelings gradually piled up in his mind as one thing after another happened: there may be some things that Master can't do, but he can do them.
This is a story for later. At that time, the little princess Zhou Pei on the side admired the other party's brilliant tongue even more. That day, Zhou Junwu's matter was temporarily resolved. When he returned to Su's house in the afternoon, he heard Myolie say,
In the morning, several Confucian scholars came to visit. They were all well-known literati in Jiangning. One of them was a guest from the palace. They invited Ning Yi to attend a literary gathering two days later. This literary gathering was different from ordinary
The poetry gathering where young people are trying to make a name for themselves is different. The attendees are all Confucian scholars with profound knowledge, talking about poetry, discussing articles, and recounting current events. Several people waited for Ning Yi for half a morning, but when they saw that he was not there, they left the invitation.
"Not going."
Ning Yi took a look at the invitation and saw that there were no words like "You must come or my whole family will be killed", so he threw it aside and forgot about it. (To be continued...)
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