Chapter 183 Iron Ball, Bet?

Style: Historical Author: Hokujo AutumnWords: 2263Update Time: 24/01/11 10:26:46
"Ziyue, do you believe me?"

Yang Dong's tone suddenly became serious.

"Although I am sure of defeating Hou Jin's cavalry, the price will be high."

"I need the power to do special things, and..."

Ji Ziyue raised her jade hand and gently pressed it on Yang Dong's lips.

"Xiao Dongzi, I believe you."

"I've thought about it for a long time, and the idea you mentioned before of setting up a special agency to supervise all officials is indeed a good idea."

"It's just that there was too much resistance in the court at that time. You know, even though I am an emperor, I am still in jail."

Yang Dong couldn't help but nodded when he heard this.

He was about to speak, but saw Ji Ziyue raised her hand, interrupting his plan.

"Listen to me first!"

"Now that the Great Zhou Dynasty is suffering from internal and external troubles, the ministers in the court are like frightened birds."

"I will finalize this matter. I guess they are busy transferring their property at the moment and don't care about these things at all."

Speaking of this, a hint of self-deprecation flashed in her eyes.

As an emperor, her ministers only want to run away. How can she have a bright face?

Yang Dong looked happy,

"Ziyue, this is actually a good thing for us. Think about it, now that the ministers are not interested in government affairs, we can just take this opportunity to replace a group of officials."

Ji Ziyue shook her head and said with a bitter smile:

"How can this be as easy as you say? Even if I want to open the imperial examination in advance, I'm afraid the old dog surnamed Lin won't agree. Besides..."

"Actually... I may not be able to use the top picks selected by the imperial examinations smoothly."

Yang Dong shook his head and continued:

"Give me a month, maybe I can train a group of people to use it first. But... we still have to train our own students. In addition to reading and writing, I also want them to learn arithmetic and science."

"Science? What is this?"

Ji Ziyue's eyes were filled with confusion. Now she feels more and more that Yang Dong's identity is not simple at all.

There are a lot of weird ideas, but the key is that he seems to have a lot of things hidden in his mind.

Some of the drawings and designs even made Mr. Lu, a famous craftsman of the generation, couldn't help but admire them and marveled at them.

As for things like gunpowder, they were magical things that she had never heard of.

"The so-called science, uh... you can understand it as studying things."

Yang Dong thought for a while and said with some uncertainty,

"Ziyue, do you know why the sun rises in the east and sets in the west?"

Ji Ziyue was confused and shook her head.

"Then do you think a one-pound iron ball and a ten-pound iron ball fall at the same time, which one will hit the ground first?"

This time, Ji Ziyue pondered for a moment and said in doubt:

"This matter is naturally like a ten-pound iron ball, landing first."

"wrong."

Yang Dong smiled and shook his head, with a bit of pride in his eyes.

"Actually, they landed at the same time."

"How can this be!"

Ji Ziyue frowned and immediately shouted out the window.

"Qingniao, go find me two iron balls. One weighs one pound and one weighs ten pounds. I want to try it myself."

The blue bird outside the window was also surprised by Yang Dong's words. She had the same idea as Ji Ziyue, the ten-pound iron ball hit the ground first.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

She responded, turned around, and walked quickly in the direction of the Lenggong Manufacturing Factory.

Ever since Mr. Lu took charge of the Lenggong Manufacturing Factory, all the utensils in the palace were handed over there.

The empress even issued an imperial edict, giving priority to ensuring the supply of silver to the Lenggong Manufacturing Factory.

"Little girl Qingniao, why do you have time to come to the old man's place?"

Mr. Lu wiped the sweat from his temples, picked up a cup of hot tea, and poured it into his mouth.

"Tell me, His Majesty asked you to come here, what are the arrangements?"

When Qingniao heard this, a smile appeared on his originally cold cheeks.

"Your Majesty asked you to prepare a ten-pound iron ball and a one-pound iron ball."

"Um?"

Mr. Lu frowned, but after a moment, he seemed to remember something, his brows relaxed, and he asked:

"Girl Qingniao, this is probably the attention of Yang Dong. What else is he trying to do?"

"Xiao Dongzi said that these two iron balls will hit the ground together. Your Majesty and I didn't believe it, so we just wanted to give it a try."

As soon as these words came out, a strange look suddenly flashed across Mr. Lu's face.

"This guy said this too!?"

"yes."

Qingniao nodded, but his tone was quite disdainful.

"Mr. Lu, you don't know something. This kid is very generous. You said the weights are different, how could they land at the same time!"

"Ahem..."

Mr. Lu was drinking tea and accidentally choked on his tea.

"Actually, they did land at the same time. It's just that this is a secret we don't tell. I don't know how this kid knew about it."

"Is it possible... that he got it by chance?"

On the other side, Qingniao was shocked when he heard this unexpected answer.

"What did you say? How is this possible!"

She subconsciously expressed her doubts, but Mr. Lu didn't defend himself. He just smiled perfunctorily and took down two iron balls from the wooden cabinet.

"I made this when I had nothing to do last time to practice my skills. Please take this thing back."

After saying that, he turned around and sat on the wooden chair, his wrinkled cheeks full of doubts.

"That's not right. How could this kid know about this? This matter has always been a secret of our Lu family."

"It's strange, it's really strange! No wonder Boss Jia is so fond of this boy."

"Originally, I thought that Mr. Jia, that old boy, just drank too much fake wine and talked nonsense."

"It seems that Boss Jia is right this time. This kid should be the so-called destined person."

Qingniao stood aside, and after hearing this, he couldn't help showing a touch of disdain.

How about Xiao Dongzi’s Sepi, who is still destined to be a person?

Could it be that God is blind?

Others will believe this, but I won’t.

Qingniao thought so, took the two iron balls, and hurried towards the Shangqing Palace.

After just a cup of tea, she stood in the study.

Ji Ziyue placed the two iron balls on the desk, but a pair of phoenix eyes fell on Yang Dong.

"Xiao Dongzi, do you dare to take a gamble with me?"

When Yang Dong heard that he wanted to bet, his eyes lit up.

Yourong is really getting better and better now.

Isn’t this a proper gift to yourself?

He nodded immediately,

"Just bet."

"OK!"

Ji Ziyue smiled and nodded,

"If you win, I will promise you a condition. If you lose..."

"If I lose, I will do whatever His Majesty asks me to do."

"But if I win, Ziyue, can you give me a squeeze on my shoulder?"

"You are presumptuous!"

Before Ji Ziyue could speak, Qingniao stood up directly.

"If you want to bet, I'll bet with you. Your Majesty is rich in gold, how can you pinch your shoulders for others?"

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