Afterwards, the world was in chaos, the princes from all over the world continued to attack, Luo Jing Imperial Academy was destroyed again, and no one paid attention to it at all.
In this dynasty, Luo Jing Imperial College became a place where children of aristocratic families gathered. Children of ordinary people from poor families were not allowed to enter.
Until the late emperor launched the bloody night in the Wei capital, the Imperial Academy was completely wiped out.
After that, people from the Zhongzheng Mansion recruited outstanding talents from all over the country. These people all gathered in the Zhongzheng Mansion. After a more rigorous assessment, the winners were awarded official positions. The unsuccessful ones were all sent to Taixue to continue their studies.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Shen Xiyao was awakened by the sound of singing, only to find that she had arrived at Zichen Hall.
Under the high platform, more than a dozen people quickly saluted.
"Pingsheng. What happened to Prime Minister Chu?"
Shen Xiyao looked over and saw that Chu Rupeng and Cheng Kangmin had relatively calm expressions, while Taixue Jijiu and the doctors had angry expressions on their faces.
"Your Majesty, the Nanchu envoys have written to exchange lectures in Taixue. The first few days were normal, and they only taught some Confucian classics. Doctors and disciples in Taixue also gained a lot. Those who went to listen to Nanchu's lectures, One day passed. However, when the end of yesterday afternoon was coming to an end, the great scholar of Southern Chu suddenly said that the earth is the center of the world and is unmoving. The sun, moon and stars all revolve around the earth. The emperor, who represents heaven, must revolve around it. As the earth rotates, it doesn't matter whether the emperor is a king or not."
Yang Ke secretly took a breath of cold air. When Nan Chu played the watch on the ground, he thought that Nan Chu would have evil intentions, but he did not expect that they would dig up the roots.
The Imperial Academy offered wine as a sacrifice, and the Doctors saluted together.
"Your Majesty, these words of Nan Chu shake the great justice of the Wei Dynasty. Please issue an order to expel the envoys of Nan Chu and restrain them from spreading such rebellious and unethical words."
"The wine for sacrifice has settled down for a while. If someone comes, please order Taishi Ling to come and see you as soon as possible."
Not long after, the Taishi Cheng, the doctor, and several others ran into the Zichen Hall, panting and saluting.
"Huhu... I am waiting... Huhu... See... Huhu... Your Majesty."
Yang Ke waved his hand.
"Tai Shi Cheng, you are in charge of the observation of astronomical phenomena and the revision of the calendar. I ask you, do the sun, moon, stars and other celestial phenomena revolve around the earth?"
Tai Shi Cheng is not young anymore, his hair and beard are gray, and his wrinkled face is full of doubts.
"Why does Your Majesty question this?"
"Chen Jijiu, tell him."
"yes."
Chen Jijiu roughly said what Chu Rupeng said just now.
"this……"
Tai Shi Cheng was also confused. He had never thought of it this way before.
The hall fell into silence for a moment. If you can't refute Nanchu's arguments face to face, let alone shut them up, even if you kill them, it will be useless, let alone not kill them.
"Changshi Shen, what can you do?"
Yang Ke glanced around and asked when he saw Shen Xiyao biting her lips.
Shen Xiyao gritted her teeth and thought about it before raising her head and taking two steps.
"Your Majesty, I'm not sure either. But I'm willing to give it a try. I want a quiet room and have paper and pen ready."
"Often."
"yes."
The personal companion didn't talk nonsense and said directly to Shen Xiyao: "Changshi Shen, please come with me."
After Shen Xiyao saluted, she followed Chang out of Zichen Hall and found a quiet place in the nearby side hall.
In order to ensure that nothing unexpected happened, Shen Xiyao had to give an order.
"Lieutenant, please don't let anyone disturb me until I come out."
"Don't worry, Changshi Shen. But please hurry up. Please."
Shen Xiyao nodded, saluted again, opened the door and walked into the house.
Chang Chu turned around and ordered: "No one is allowed to disturb Chang Shi Shen until he comes out. Anyone who violates this will be killed!"
"Here!"
The surrounding Yulin guards all agreed.
In the house, not only are papers and pens available, but there is also tea and snacks.
Shen Xiyao couldn't care about this and rushed to the low table and wrote down the matter in detail. Then she knelt down and closed her eyes, switching her soul.
When he opened his eyes again, Mu Jianming sat down on the ground. He really couldn't bear the torture of his legs from kneeling.
Then he looked at the snacks on the table, picked one up and put it in his mouth. It tasted good, it was produced by the palace, and it was considered a high-quality product.
Then he picked up the paper on the table and looked at it slowly.
After reading it, Mu Jianming felt a little panicked.
Mud horse!
Ancient Chinese astronomy was not based on the theory of Huntian and Gaitian. Why did the geocentric theory also come out?
After all, this is only the fourth century AD, and the geocentric theory has only been established for less than 200 years. Are Europeans so wild? Are they all here for cultural exchanges?
Allow yourself to decipher geocentrism.
How to break?
Now there are neither advanced observation methods nor time to slowly accumulate observations. It takes three hours for him to find a way. Isn't this embarrassing!
But there is no way. Shen Xiyao is a tool for her to appear safely. On the other hand, I am not a tool for Shen Xiyao to solve various problems.
It’s not easy!
Mu Jianming stood up and walked around the room impatiently.
Outside the house, Chang Chu was also a little anxious, walking back and forth from time to time. Feeling really uneasy, he stretched his neck to listen for what was going on in the house.
Suddenly, there was a "crash" sound and the door opened, which startled Chang Chu.
"Uh, Chang Shi, do you have a countermeasure?"
"Uh, this... uh, take me to see His Majesty quickly."
Originally, he wanted to call me father-in-law, but when Mu Jianming remembered the word "father-in-law", it seemed that it was not an honorific.
"Come with me quickly."
Returning to the Zichen Palace, the moment Mu Jianming stepped into the palace door, everyone's eyes turned to him.
"Changshi Shen, is there a way?"
Mu Jianming bowed politely.
"Please also ask Your Majesty to let people from Nanchu enter the palace."
"Okay. It is announced that the Great Confucian of Southern Chu will enter the palace."
The chamberlain on the side ran out to deliver the order.
"Xiyao, how did you crack it?"
Yang Ke asked worriedly.
"Your Majesty, I will wait until the people from Nanchu arrive. Now, please prepare a long rope and fine sand."
Not long after, a group of people with wide robes and sleeves walked into the Zichen Hall.
After the salute, the leader of the Southern Chu scholar raised his head slightly and looked at the people he knew from the Taixue, Chu Rupeng and Chengcheng Kangming. He also looked at the few Taishi Ling people who were gathering together and muttering quietly. He also focused on observing. He looked at the handsome man in the hall with red lips, white teeth, and a white face without a beard. He gave a sarcastic and disdainful sneer.
Chen Jijiu seemed to know what this man was thinking, so he stood up and said, "Mr. Fan, this is Shen Xiyao, my regular servant."
"woman?"
Chen Jijiu hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Can a woman be an official?"
Mr. Fan laughed with disdain.
"Is this Mr. Fan?"
Mu Jianming did not let his own people speak again and took the initiative to take over the conversation.
"Exactly."
"Let's not talk about whether women can be officials. Let's talk about what you said about the earth being motionless and the sun, moon and stars revolving around the earth."
Mr. Fan snorted coldly as an answer.
"I will let you know today, is the earth moving or not?"
"You said the earth dragon turned over, of course the earth moved."
Shen Xiyao waved her hand.
"No, no, no. That's not what I meant. I have a few questions for you, sir."
"Speaking."
"Sir said that the earth is immovable, so the palaces, buildings and other objects on the ground are also immovable, right?"
"It's natural."
"Then if an object is hung in the hall and allowed to swing, the swing trajectory of the object will not change?"
"What on earth do you mean."
"Just answer me yes or no."
"yes"
Mr. Fan thought for a while and replied.
"That's good."
Shen Xiyao turned around.
"Your Majesty, please have someone tie this long rope to the beam of the main hall, and tie a long sword to the other end. The tip of the sword hangs down to the ground, leaving a slight gap. Then spread fine sand on the ground."
Yang Ke nodded
"allow!"
After a while, everything was ready. Mu Jianming stepped forward and adjusted the length himself.
Shen Xiyao added: "Mr. Fan, according to what you said, if this long sword swings up, it will not change its direction, and the traces left on the sand will always be straight, right?"
Mr. Fan was a little confused and thought for a while before nodding.
"good."
Shen Xiyao smiled.
"Then take a look."
As he spoke, he pulled up the long sword and gently let it go. The long sword floated, leaving straight scratches on the ground.
Seeing the marks on the ground, Nanchu and his party breathed a sigh of relief.
The officials of the Wei Dynasty made Zichen Palace very excited.
Just a moment.
"Look, the sword mark has changed direction."
I don't know who shouted. Everyone's eyes were focused on the piece of sand.
At this time, the swing of the long sword was no longer as great as it was at the beginning, but it still faithfully maintained its previous movements, leaving traces on the sand.
"It's changed again."
Taixue Chen Jijiu shouted excitedly.
The faces of Nanchu and his party changed drastically, and they were dripping with cold sweat. They were no longer as calm as before.
Shen Xiyao stood aside with a smile.
"Mr. Fan, this seems very different from what you said."
"No, that's not right. You must have done something secretly. This is what happens when a woman becomes an official."
Mu Jianming's expression also darkened.
"Mr. Fan, if you don't believe me, you can do it yourself. But don't talk about whether women can be officials. This is the internal affairs of our country, Wei, and no one else is allowed to interfere."
"Of course I want to try it myself."
As he spoke, Mr. Fan stepped forward and grabbed the sword.
Shen Xiyao waved her hand, and someone smoothed the traces on the sand.
"Please."
Mr. Fan grabbed the long sword and took a few steps back, then pushed forward with force.
"Sand, sand, sand."
The tip of the sword faithfully left traces on the sand. After a while, the traces began to deflect again.
"This, this, this..."
Mr. Fan, who did not believe in evil, ignored the danger, stepped forward, grabbed the sword again, and pushed the sword out with more force.
The officials of the Wei State looked at Mr. Fan in jest, who was no longer as steady and elegant as before. Yang Ke sat on the dragon chair and felt secretly happy.
"Mr. Fan, there is no need to try again. The earth is not stationary. It is moving all the time. It's just that we are on the earth and cannot notice it."
These great scholars from Southern Chu all had earth-colored faces and left the Zichen Hall in despair.