Of course, Zhang Zixing would not reveal his true origin, and replied: "The "Tian Suan" written by today's emperor is so exquisite, can't it be surpassed by a mediocre person like me? To be honest, Miss, I am a noble scholar, but unfortunately my family has declined, so I can't do it now.
I am a commoner in common people, running around for a living every day. I have been fond of arithmetic since I was a child, but unfortunately I have never been able to get into it. It was not until the publication of "Tian Suan" that I suddenly had an enlightenment and realized the true meaning."
Zhang Zixing's words not only explained the origin, but also calmly praised today's people (actually he was self-praising). Qing'er smiled and said: "If sir is a mediocre person, then wouldn't Qing'er be a first-rate fool? Sir, you are so big."
You are so talented, why don’t you serve the imperial court and show off what you have learned in your life? My father has several friends who are serving in the imperial court, why not ask my father to recommend them to them on their behalf?”
Serve the imperial court? Work for yourself? Forget it, it's better to be the boss... Zhang Zixing smiled and shook his head: "Miss Qing'er's kindness, I accept it with my heart. I am lazy by nature, don't understand etiquette, and I don't have the talent to stabilize the country. If
If I force myself to become an official in the court, I'm afraid there will be trouble, so it's better to be a free and easy person now."
Seeing his firm tone, Qing'er couldn't help but look pity in his eyes, and sighed: "Sir, you are really a quiet man! Qing'er is bold and has a ruthless request. Today, the people in the thatched cottage that I saw today are all fond of martial arts.
The common people who count in the market have no good teachers to guide them. Young children with little talent and little knowledge dare to teach them by showing off their humiliation. My teacher is very talented. If you can teach them a thing or two, they will benefit from it for the rest of their lives. I hope you will not refuse."
Zhang Zixing had known that she would make such a request, and said: "I listened to the lady's lecture today. She was very articulate and clear, which made Zixing admire her very much. Although I have little knowledge in my heart, I don't have the eloquence of the lady. If I start a lecture rashly, I'm afraid I will get twice the result with half the effort. It's not as good as me.
How about I teach the young lady what I have learned one by one when I have free time, and then teach the young lady to her students after she understands it?"
Qing'er didn't know if this was his excuse, so she thought that she could often ask this wise gentleman for advice, so she didn't give her any more advice. Zhang Zixing then discussed some teaching issues with her, and made some insinuations about the pedagogy of later generations.
When the theory was told, Qing'er Bingxue was smart and knew that he was teaching his own education method. He didn't care about admiration and quickly memorized it with his heart.
The two talked for a long time, but Zhang Zixing did not ask Qing'er to return the letter as promised. It seemed that there was some kind of tacit understanding, and Qing'er, who had a great memory, seemed to have forgotten the matter.
"Speaking of which, the young lady and I have never known each other before. By the way, why is my sister missing today?" Zhang Zixing asked intentionally or unintentionally.
"That sister is the daughter of my father's close friend. She happened to come to Chaoge to see me that day, and she left a few days later." Qing'er's eyes flashed, and he asked casually: "Sir, it seems that I am very fond of my sister.
Do you care?"
"Where! Although that young lady is young, her martial arts skills are very amazing. My bodyguard is also quite strong. Normally several strong men can't get close to her, but she is no match for her, so I have a deep impression on her."
"My sister was also very interested in my husband's image of a bully, and she even said she wanted to teach him a lesson afterwards! Fortunately, my husband was lazy and didn't come to the thatched cottage in those few days, otherwise..." Qing'er remembered that time
After returning home, the woman in the green shirt said some harsh words, which made her hide her face and laugh: "Qing'er believes that your husband will not do anything to bully good people. Today, you have received guidance from me. In the future, you will mediate and let your sister have an impression of you."
Now that I have changed my mind, I hope that Sir will often come to the thatched cottage for guidance."
Zhang Zixing secretly felt ashamed: This Qing'er was too smart. He seemed to have seen his intention towards the beautiful girl, and even vaguely proposed a "matchmaking" condition. Although his thoughts were seen through, fortunately, he was quite thick-skinned and his expression remained unchanged.
Said: "What happened last time was purely a misunderstanding. In fact, she looked very familiar to me. She seemed to be an old friend. Unfortunately, I didn't have the time to ask Miss Qing'er if she could reveal a little bit about that young lady's origins."
"Oh? After the old friend?" Qing'er's eyes showed a playful look, and he deliberately asked: "I see, sir, may I ask the name of the old friend?"
Zhang Zixing wanted to confirm whether the woman was Deng Chanyu, so he said: "My old friend's surname is Deng. I haven't seen her for many years. I wonder if I made a mistake?"
"Sir, don't be impatient. My sister may come to Chaoge again next month," Qing'er's eyes flickered, but she didn't answer directly: "I will introduce you to her by then. Why don't you ask yourself?"
Zhang Zixing knew that he couldn't get anything out of this smart woman, so he laughed and stood up: "Young lady is such a wonderful person! It's Zixing's good fortune to meet her. It was getting late at this time, so Zixing left first.
I will come to the thatched cottage to disturb you again within three days, and I hope the lady will stop trying to chase me away."
Qing'er hurriedly saluted and said: "Sir, you are joking! With your skills, even if you don't leave, Qing'er can't do anything."
The two looked at each other and smiled. When they were leaving, Qing'er saw the sky full of stars outside the house and realized that she had been chatting with Mr. Purple Star for three hours without knowing it.
"A thousand cups are too little when drinking with a close friend..." Qing'er whispered to himself the "famous saying" of Zhang Zixing, looking at his retreating back, a strange light appeared in her eyes.
A few days later.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Clear sounds came from the forbidden area in the east corner of the imperial city from time to time. The so-called forbidden area is a secret place that no one can enter without the emperor's permission, even the empress.
In the stone room in the forbidden area, Zhang Zixing, the emperor of the Great Shang, was lying on the ground in disheveled clothes and without the dignity of a king. He was panting heavily. His hair was soaked with sweat. Beside him, he fell to the ground in a mess.
broken glass and iron frame.
Zhang Zixing looked at his hands that were almost unconscious and still convulsing. An unknown fire ignited in his heart. He gritted his teeth and sat up. He kicked the iron frame with one kick. The force of this kick was so great that the hard iron frame suddenly
He transformed, flew far away, and "Dinglang" fell to the ground. He still couldn't understand his hatred, and trampled the glass on the ground to pieces. Then, as if he had lost all strength, he fell to the sky.
"Failed again!" The anger in Zhang Zixing's eyes gradually disappeared and was replaced by a look of despair. The successive failed experiments during this period made him extremely depressed.
In fact, the speed at which glass came out was already as fast as expected, mainly due to Superin's manufacturing plan. This plan was formulated by Superin based on the actual conditions of the Shang Dynasty's existing materials and process levels. It was very effective and only
In three days, glass was successfully "invented", which made Zhang Zixing very happy. However, the main purpose of glass - the manufacture of super Leyden bottles was full of difficulties, not because there was something wrong with Zhang Zixing's idea, but because
Because the conditions were too restrictive, the required materials (especially metals) could not be found despite the efforts of the whole country, and there was a lack of modern testing instruments. Therefore, the design plan could only be changed again and again based on the existing materials, and finally the super
The Leyden jar simply did not meet the requirements. He also considered using metal and insulating materials to make capacitors, but the effect was even worse.
The electrical energy that these capacitors can store is much lower than expected. When it is finally input into the body, the energy obtained by Ultrain is pitiful. On the contrary, its body can hardly withstand the repeated torture of electric shock. According to Ultrain's analysis, according to
With this speed of injecting electric energy, even if there were thunderstorms every day and continuous input day and night, it would take hundreds of years to reach the point where it could escape from trouble. He also considered using the spells of practitioners such as Wen Zhong to artificially create lightning strikes
, but firstly, it is far less powerful than natural thunder and lightning, and secondly, it will expose the biggest secret of the super brain. Even if you don't worry about these, if you can successfully input enough lightning energy at one time with the help of external force, Zhang Zixing himself will be in considerable danger to his life.
How could he not be frustrated?
Failure is failure. Zhang Zixing is by no means a person who gives up easily, so he has not lost his fighting spirit. On the contrary, his desire to conquer difficulties has become stronger in his heart - it is no fluke that he can stand out in the scientific world of the 24th century where there are so many wise men.
In addition to extraordinary talent and understanding, redoubled diligence and indomitable fighting spirit are also the keys to success.
After Zhang Zixing vented his frustration, he finally stood up. He was experienced and knew that he was no longer suitable to continue testing today. He had to adjust his state of mind and think calmly and calculate before trying again.
He walked out of the forbidden area, took a bath and changed clothes, then left the palace again and walked towards the thatched cottage.
Tanwei Thatched Cottage holds lectures every three days, and there are guards guarding the door on weekdays. No idlers are allowed in. Zhang Zixing has been in the thatched cottage frequently recently and is very familiar with the guards, so everyone did not stop him, but respectfully invited him into the thatched cottage.
Qing'er was still wearing plain clothes and covering her face, and she looked mysterious and beautiful. She hadn't seen Zhang Zixing for a few days, and she was very happy to see him arrive today. After Zhang Zixing sat down, Qing'er took out this book as usual.
After thinking about the problems I encountered for several days, I asked Zhang Zixing for advice. Although Zhang Zixing's mood never improved due to the failure of the experiment, he did not reveal it in front of Qing'er, but patiently answered her problems.
Suddenly, Qing'er stopped asking questions and ordered people to bring cakes and fruits for Zhang Zixing to taste. She did not continue to ask questions, but started chatting with him casually.
Zhang Zixing felt a little strange. Qing'er usually would not chat with him like this, so he couldn't help but asked: "Miss Qing'er seems to have unfinished business with her questions today, why did she suddenly get into a conversation?"
Qing'er replied softly: "I think your husband seems to have a lot of things on his mind, so I can't bear to disturb you. May I ask if you have encountered anything unsatisfactory? I wonder if Qing'er can help you relieve your worries?"
Zhang Zixing did not expect that Qing'er's senses were so keen. Although he looked normal, she had already noticed the annoyance in his heart. In fact, since he ascended the throne as the emperor, he had worked hard to govern, innovate, and his civil and martial arts were all perfect, which seemed to be as perfect as the people recited.
Like a saint. But in fact, he sometimes fails, sometimes gets tired, and sometimes is affected by various negative emotions, because after all, he is a human being, an ordinary human being with seven emotions and six desires.
In the past, when Zhang Zixing was in a bad mood, he liked to find a close friend to talk to. But since he entered this world, he has had countless subordinates and four wives, but not a single friend. He is truly worthy of his reputation as the emperor.
It’s no wonder that in this era, who dares to talk to the emperor regardless of the courtesy of the emperor and his ministers? His four wives were deeply affected by the environment where men were superior to women and monarchy was supreme. No matter how hard he tried, he could not change them
Even the outgoing Huang Feiyan and the strong-willed Yue Ji are no exception to this awe.
The Qing'er in front of him is generous, quiet, considerate, extremely intelligent, and talented. Although Zhang Zixing has not seen her true face yet, there is a vague feeling in his heart that she is a close friend. Rich gold is easy to come by, but a confidant is hard to come by.
It is even more difficult to find a close friend.
When he was feeling depressed today, he did not choose to go back to the palace, but came here subconsciously. Perhaps it was because of this confidante.