"You must know that there is no continuity, and people have only one eye and one cloud and ears." The Confucian Scholars of Virtue and Industry prefaced the discussion
The first day of June in the first year of Jian'an.
On the outskirts of Chang'an City, south of Fu'anmen.
The sky was still clear and the sun was shining. The weather in early June and summer was hotter than ever before. The world was like a steamer, everyone was sweating profusely, and the sweat that had just been wiped off the forehead soon began to gather again. This kind of
Under the weather, even speaking a word seems to kill half of a person's life. What's more, the summer cicada seems not to be affected by the hot weather and is still making constant noises in the trees, which is even more annoying.
The spread of drought has not been avoided at all because the spiritual platform is a place that communicates between heaven and earth. In the largest room in the middle of the top floor, a thin-bodied young man is kneeling on the ground, looking up in a very unsightly posture.
The bottom of a large bronze vessel.
This instrument is beautifully decorated and covered with scratches, standing quietly in the center like a newly unearthed work of art.
Even though he had watched it countless times, the young man still praised the seismometer without hesitation. Sweat was flowing on his face, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. He let the sweat slide across his face, staining the dust on the ground on his face, making him look embarrassed and sloppy.
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"Deheng." A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old came over, holding a food box in his hand. He looked at the young man who was almost prostrated and put his head into the bottom of the copperware, and said, "What are you doing?"
Are you lying on the ground again?"
When Ma Jun heard someone next to him, he put his hands on the ground and immediately crawled out backwards. He stood up in a dusty state. Without enough time to wipe his hands, he smiled and said hello to the person in front of him: "Zijian"
, I’m troubling you again today.”
The young man named "Zijian" was named Zhang Gu, a native of Xi'e, Nanyang, and the grandson of Zhang Heng, the former prime minister of Hejian. Since the emperor founded the Gewuyuan, he has been looking for talented people and craftsmen everywhere.
The imperial edict was issued to search for Zhang Heng's descendants who were far away in Nanyang. Fortunately, Zhang Heng's death was only more than fifty years ago, and his descendants were still alive. After some twists and turns, he finally found Zhang Gu, who was in poverty in the countryside of Xi'e and had to cultivate his own acres.
"The imperial court recruited me to repair the seismograph. Unfortunately, I didn't inherit my family's education. Not only can I not be of any help, but I also received a free salary from the Taixue and Gewuyuan. If even delivering food is troublesome, then I'd better go back.
The farming is done." Zhang Gu had dark skin and had the unique simplicity of a country farmer. He put the food box on the steps, the two of them sat down with their backs to the seismograph, and handed Ma Jun a handkerchief.
What he said was true. Zhang Heng's official career was full of ups and downs, and his talents were not valued by those in power. Therefore, his descendants did not study Zhang Heng's achievements in technology and science. Instead, they devoted themselves to studying Confucian classics, which was a pity to offend him.
He was an eunuch and was implicated in the disaster of the party imprisonment. It was not until Emperor Xiaoling lifted the party prison that the Nanyang Zhang family breathed a sigh of relief.
However, not long after the party's imprisonment was lifted, with the death of Emperor Xiaoling, Dong Zhuo entered the court and took over power, Guanfang Bo raised troops to serve the king, etc., especially the later general Yuan Shu and the Changsha prefect Sun Jian stationed troops in Nanyang, using Nanyang as their base camp, not practicing the law, and spreading money everywhere
They were plundered to use as military supplies. Many wealthy and powerful families in Nanyang were brutally murdered. The Zhang family, who had not yet recovered their strength, was also devastated. Not only did they lose their lives and wealth, but even the precious scriptures and classics at home were burned.
If the emperor hadn't been reminded that Zhang Heng lived not so long ago and issued an edict to recruit his descendants, the impoverished Zhang Gu might still be farming Longmu, or he might have gone south to Xiangyang to join his family friends.
It's just a pity that Zhang Gu didn't learn any of the skills passed down by Zhang Heng. Fortunately, he was still young and had a certain amount of talent. If he learned it in a suitable environment like the Gewuyuan, he would one day become a great master.
Shine.
"Mr. Han likes you so much, you can't let go." Ma Jun has now practiced, and rarely stutters except when he has to make long speeches or in serious situations. He opened the food box, took out the bowls and chopsticks and ate.
For food, he is not an official of Lingtai, and he still does not have a serious official status. At best, like Zhang Gu, he is a student of Taixue's business department. He occasionally visits Lingtai to study seismometers after school.
Because he was ordered by the emperor to repair the seismometer, at first everyone from the Lingtai Commander Liu Wan to the ordinary officials were very close to him. Even his secretary Lang Wangfu came to visit from time to time. When Ma Jun had accomplished nothing in the past six months,
The emperor never mentioned this matter again, and everyone's attitude gradually cooled down. Ma Jun was used to the coldness and warmth of human relationships and didn't take it seriously. On the contrary, his new friend Zhang Gu was indignant and often
When giving Ma Jun extra food, he complained a few words:
"It's just that they don't care about you. Wang Fu won't come either? Doesn't he treat you as a friend?"
Ma Jun shook his head, swallowed a mouthful of food first, and said softly: "The life of the secretary prison is not idle. You have to stay with the country all day long, and you have to entertain guests when you return home. How can you have time to go out of the city to see me?
"
"But you are not always at the Lingtai. You are usually at Taixue." Zhang Gu said with a look of disbelief: "Wang Fu's enlightenment teacher was Dr. Mingjing of Taixue. You dare to say that he has never
Take a step into Taixue?"
Ma Jun looked ahead blankly and silently took a sip of the soup at the bottom of his rice bowl.
Zhang Gu was so angry at the other party's indifference that he couldn't help but said: "You Jun, our senior in the business department, do you remember him? He said that he had met Wang Fu outside the city not long ago and said that he was the leader of Wang Fu.
Leading a group of people to inspect the school fields and water conservancy, the attitude is very high..."
"Doesn't this mean that he is busy with work and can't spare any time?" Ma Jun said immediately.
"You..." Zhang Gu was choked by Ma Jun. Seeing Ma Jun's expression of indifference, he could only say dullly: "I have said everything, Wang Fu has such a frivolous and wanton temper.
But if you become famous, even if it will help your career in the future, everyone will benefit from it... Just be more careful."
There are two people who have a lot to talk about in terms of skills, calculations, etc. Once they talk about Wang Fu, the atmosphere will become tense. Zhang Gu is also from a family of officials after all, and he has a clear understanding of these methods. It is a pity that Ma Jun is honest and upright, and always
It can't be turned around.
The two of them were silent for a long time. Ma Jun had just put the dishes and chopsticks he had finished eating into the food box and was about to say thank you again. Suddenly, there was a clear sound from behind, like a drumstick hitting a bell or a huge stone falling deep.
Tan:
'clang'
Ma Jun and Zhang Gu were so frightened that they trembled. Before they could react, a copper pill half the size of a fist was spat out from a dragon's mouth between them. The newly cast copper pill was still exuding...
The round and shiny copper pellet did not fall into the toad's mouth according to its original trajectory. I don't know whether it was a placement error or a miscalculation. Instead, it hit the food box that Ma Jun had just packed.
The wooden lacquered food box was immediately smashed to pieces by the copper pellets. Ma Jun and Zhang Gu jumped to the ground as if they had been hit by the copper pellets. One of them looked at the seismograph that was still trembling and making lingering sounds, and the other
He was watching the round copper ball slowly rolling.
"You, you, have you fixed it?" Zhang Gu was so frightened that he couldn't speak fully and asked stammeringly.
Ma Jun on the side was not much better. He seemed to be frightened and said uncertainly: "I, I didn't move anything, I just straightened the pillar inside it...