"My theory of strengthening the country is also in the mysterious number. This number is hidden in the sky and the earth, and it is in harmony with nature. If it can be integrated into military strategists and used in politics, it will be of great use." Song Yang's voice was loud, but he said
Then he seemed to have forgotten the occasion, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and laughed: "But...how to blend it, how to use it, this, this..."
Fenglong was stunned: "You haven't thought about it yet?" Then his eyes gradually became sharp: "You dare to come here without thinking about it? Do you think your head is very strong?"
Song Yang shook his head: "It's not that I didn't think it through at all. It's just that mystical numbers are magical and contain infinite mysteries, which are difficult to completely crack at a time. The first is. The second is... Your Majesty has learned clearly, and the common people are willing to use what they have learned and what they have learned to serve.
Court, but my family’s education is to understand nature, and martial arts is not my strong point. If I really want to say something, it is not difficult, but I understand one thing: with my status and my vision, no matter how hard I study, I can’t even think about it.
All over the world! How complicated are military affairs, legal affairs, the way of monarchs and ministers, and the art of governing the country? The ordinary people have little knowledge and dare to speak nonsense. All they can do is to say what they think of and what is useful for your majesty and your lords to refer to. That's all.
That’s all.”
Fenglong heard this and did not continue to criticize. He just frowned and asked: "Just making suggestions? No specific ideas?"
Song Yang responded: "Of course there are some ideas, but most of them are not formed, just some ridiculous ideas that have been thought about indiscriminately."
"It's okay, let's talk about it first and listen to it."
"The mysterious numbers of heaven and earth are closely related to the structure of the human body. There should be a use here. I once made a crutch for an old man in the neighborhood. Based on the old man's height, I determined the length of the crutch according to the proportion of the mysterious numbers. He used
It really feels good to get up. After using it for a while, other crutches of any size are not comfortable enough in my hand..."
Song Yang was chattering and talking about a useless thing. At this time, Emperor Honglong seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Crutches? Song Yang, you can think of crutches...but...
Can’t you think of a weapon?”
Song Yang stopped talking in astonishment, with a strange expression on his face, a little confused, but also filled with joy, as if he was about to have a major breakthrough, but he still couldn't think everything through. Fenglong said to the eunuch beside him: "Go and get it
Call Li Yifeng! Bring me some more sticks." The eunuch took the order, and soon a thin young guard came to the hall, saying "Long Live Long Live" and bowing in salute. He stood up and glanced at Song Yang.
When the emperor went to the post house to eat dumplings on New Year's Eve, he escorted him and met Song Yang once. However, Song Yang smiled and greeted him, but Li Yifeng showed no expression and ignored him.
Soon the sticks were found, and after Fenglong gave a few instructions, several eunuchs got busy at the same time, sawing more than a dozen long-foot-long sticks of equal length into different lengths. There was also a long stick, which was modified to the same length.
The ratio to Li Yifeng's height is exactly the "mysterious number of heaven and earth".
After all the sticks were finished, Fenglong said: "Li Yifeng, play with these sticks and see which one is the easiest?" The emperor's tone was slightly excited. Without saying a word, Li Yifeng picked up the long stick and started dancing.
Song Yang originally thought that when a warrior tried his stick in front of the emperor, he would be in high spirits and dance with shadows of sticks on the golden palace. But in fact, Li Yifeng just held the long stick in his hand and only waved it once before switching to the next one. In the blink of an eye,
He tried all the sticks, and finally pointed to the 'Heaven and Earth Mysterious Number Stick': "This one is the most convenient."
The idea came from Fenglong, and it was verified at this moment. The emperor was naturally very happy: "Speak carefully, I want to listen!"
"Compared to the others, this one is easy to exert force and retreat, and the force it carries on the stick is also the most sufficient. In fact, the difference between a dozen sticks is not very big, and it may be difficult for warriors below the third level to detect it. But it is good because it is easy to use.
If you use it, whether you can notice it or not, it will be easier to use."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Hu, the Prime Minister of Zuo, spoke eagerly, as if he had thought of something he couldn't express, and said loudly to Fenglong: "My emperor, Shengming! Use mystical numbers to build weapons and equip the army. The weapons are now handy, and every sergeant has them."
If you become stronger without knowing it, the combat power of the entire army will also increase greatly without knowing it!"
He suddenly came up with a "strategy to strengthen the army". Needless to say, Fenglong was very happy in his heart, but at least he was not too confused. He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, but too difficult to do."
Now, tailor-made weapons for each sergeant? Be careful, Mr. Qiu will fight for your life!"
Mr. Qiu, the Minister of Industry, stood there without daring to say a word. Hearing what the emperor said, he felt greatly relieved.
Prime Minister Zuo shook his head solemnly and continued: "You can take the average height of the soldiers in each army, and then use the mysterious number to create a unified weapon... Even if the mysterious number cannot be reached exactly, it is as close as possible.
The closer you get, the more your combat power will increase."
Everyone could understand what he meant. The emperor was the first to nod, and other ministers also nodded. Fenglong praised: "Yes, this is indeed the truth...Also, it is certainly not feasible to tailor the entire army, but
For the elite soldiers, the elite squad might as well spend more effort and money, and equip them with handy weapons to make them brave, and even braver!"
As expected, Prime Minister Zuo once again shouted the words 'My Emperor's Holy Ming' very loudly. The Minister of the Ministry of Industry also took a step forward: "Wei Chen also has an idea. When forging weapons, if this mysterious number is incorporated...for example
The ratio of the length of the handle to the length of the blade? I wonder if such a weapon will do more damage?"
Fenglong nodded and laughed: "Why not give it a try? Why not give it a try!"
The emperor came up with the first application of mystical numbers. At least now that he is thinking about it, it seems that his method will indeed strengthen Nanli's military strength. As a result, his interest in this number has greatly increased. No one in the palace is human.
Being mature and sophisticated, seeing the emperor's high spirits and the two ministers who spoke one after another being praised, everyone turned their minds and carefully pondered the connection between the 'mysterious number' and their duties.
After the Minister of War pondered for a while, he spoke seriously: "The Battle of Xiaoshan between Chu and Han; the Battle of Changhuai between Jin and Lu; and the Battle of Baitou Ridge between Hu and Xia..." They are all famous battles in the history of China and are spread in the annals of history.
, is regarded as a compulsory study by military strategists. And if you think carefully about the battles mentioned by the Minister of War, you can find that the formation, the combination of arms, or the entry point of charging the formation can more or less reflect the '
Golden Ratio'.
After a detailed explanation, the Minister of War said slowly: "This mysterious number is suitable for warfare. If it can be cracked... it may be integrated into the war strategy and tactics!"
Before the matter was over, when the Minister of War silenced himself, the chief historian spoke again: "Seven hundred years ago, Hong Taizu unified the world and surrendered the world. This was the only grand event in the world where China and the mainland merged into one country. For two hundred years of the Great Flood, until Hong Xizong
After ascending the throne, the country's power began to gradually decline. After nine generations of emperors, it lasted for 120 years and finally collapsed and perished... From prosperity to decline, looking at the age, it is not a mystery. We can learn from the past.
As a warning, if you can decipher the mysterious numbers, you may really be able to find the magic to dominate the Middle Earth forever."
The more things were said, the more mysterious they became. The emperor was surprised, the ministers thought hard, but only Song Yang was calm. In the previous life, someone had systematically summarized the manifestation of the golden ratio in war and its impact on historical events on the vertical axis of time. Genghis Khan
His war strategies, the rise and fall of Napoleon's empire, and even Germany's blitzkrieg against the Soviet Union in World War II were all included. It really seemed like it was predestined.
Different worlds, different histories, but the creation of heaven and earth remains the same, and the mysterious numbers in previous lives are still the magical laws in this life.
At some point, Song Yang had already stepped aside and stood at the bottom without saying a word, feeling calm inside.
Everything is as expected.
He came up with the 'Mysterious Numbers of Heaven and Earth' by himself, and left all the thinking and application of the Mysterious Numbers to the emperor and ministers. Song Yang wanted to turn his 'natural understanding' into what the big guys call a 'powerful country'
policy', in this case, saying that Song Yang is not good means saying that they themselves are not good; vice versa,
Want to praise yourself but can't say it? It's very simple, just agree with Song Yang.
The discussion about the "Mysterious Numbers of Heaven and Earth" lasted for a long time. The more this topic was discussed, the more Fenglong felt that there really was a huge opportunity to become a powerful country, which was vaguely hidden in the mysterious numbers. In ancient times, emperors, who didn't want to peep into it?
Tianji, who doesn’t want to obey the heaven and the earth and make the country rich and the people strong to achieve eternal achievements? The more they discussed, the more devoted the emperor became. It wasn’t until the clock outside the palace reverberated softly that Fenglong came back to his senses. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow: "Tonight
Okay, that's it for now, dear friends, you should think more about it when you go back, and we will discuss the matter of mystical numbers tomorrow."
After saying that, he turned to look at Song Yang and said with a smile: "I am very pleased that Nanli has a talent like you."
It was just an ordinary compliment. Most of the talented people who had performed well before had received similar comments. But for Song Yang, the emperor's words revealed an important message: You are a talent in Nanli.
The title of 'This son is from Yan', which had been weighing heavily on Song Yang, was taken off by the emperor in an understatement...