In the south of the city, there is a remote residence.
This house is very ordinary. It is not an exaggeration to say that the house has only four walls. There are no decent objects in the house at all.
In the house, in the bedroom.
An oil lamp flickered, and an old figure was writing furiously in front of the window.
He is Song Yi.
He wrote the "Tiangong Law".
This book "Tiangongfa" is the hard work of Song Yi, who synthesized many works of skilled craftsmen and extracted them after personally understanding and studying them.
It's just that Song Yi's life is not good now, it can even be said to be shabby.
Song Yi was a native of Xia State. In his early years, Song Yi's family was a wealthy family with land and shops. Song Yi has been smart since he was a child. He is familiar with the classic theories of various schools and has a good understanding of pharmacology and farming.
He intended to become an official in his early years, but unfortunately the Xia Kingdom was corrupt, officials protected each other, and the officialdom was full of profit-seeking people. Although Song Yi's family was quite wealthy, they had no connections in the officialdom, and ultimately had no chance of becoming an official.
After seeing the darkness of officialdom and the suffering of the people, Song Yi even gave up the idea of becoming an official.
He began to travel and gain knowledge all over the world. It was also during this period that he gained a profound understanding of farming, pharmacology, and other ore, smelting, papermaking and other technologies by traveling around and taking notes.
During Song Yi's travels around various countries, he went to Qin, Jin, and Qi. He wandered abroad for more than ten years before returning to Xia.
Not long after Song Yi returned home, his parents died of old age. Song Yi had no sense of belonging to the Xia State. His family had died and he had no relatives, so he sold the few remaining properties at home and continued to travel around. Finally, he settled in the State of Qi and began to write the "Tiangong Law".
So far, the first edition of "Tiangong Law" has been compiled.
In Linzi City, while working as a private teacher, he continued to revise the "Tiangong Law". In fact, he was able to make some money just because he liked to buy all kinds of books, so that the money in his hands quickly ran out.
As for giving books to stall owners for sale, in Song Yi's mind, he didn't care how much he sold them for. What he cares about is whether he can read his books and meet someone who knows the stuff.
This is the key.
Song Yi is actually not very old, in his early forties. But now he looks extremely aged, as if he is a man in his fifties, with thick wrinkles on his face and a strong sense of fatigue. But those eyes were radiant and shining.
That is the light of wisdom.
While Song Yi was writing at his desk, suddenly there was a shout from outside.
"Song Yi, my old Wang is here."
A cheerful voice came from outside the room.
Song Yi was surprised when he heard this. Why did Lao Wang come here at this time? Wasn't he setting up a stall on the street at this time?
This is the busiest time.
After this time, the flow of people on the street decreases, and you can’t make much money.
Song Yi stood up, picked up a washed white robe and wrapped it around him. Even so, he stood up after sitting for a long time on a cold day. The moment he opened the door, the cold wind blew in and poured into his neck. Song Yi could not help but shiver.
He hurriedly opened the door and saw the stall owner Lao Wang, Lin Feng and others.
Lao Wang shook his body and said: "I'll tell you about the introduction later. Come in quickly. It's suddenly so cold. I can't stand it."
He ran straight inside.
Lin Feng nodded slightly towards Song Yi, Song Yi also nodded in greeting, and the group walked inside.
Entering the room, Song Yi was a little embarrassed.
He looked at Lin Feng and the others and said, "This humble house is simple and simple, but I still need a few Haihan."
There were no seats or chairs in the room, it was empty, and there wasn't even a table for eating.
Lin Feng took a look and found that according to the standards of later generations, this was a one-room-one-living room configuration. However, the living room was empty, but there was a desk in the bedroom with books and oil lamps placed on it. The dim light dispelled the darkness.
In addition, there are piles of books piled on the ground next to it.
Lin Feng nodded secretly after seeing it. He was worthy of being the person who wrote "Tiangongfa". He was a man who loved books as much as his life.
On the way here, the stall owner Lao Wang had already told Song Yi about his situation.
Lin Feng was also shocked when he heard that it was not easy for Song Yi to travel all over the world. Without a certain amount of persistence and a certain amount of faith, there is no way to go forward.
Such people are very pure.
Therefore, "Tiangong Law" could be written.
Lao Wang introduced: "Song Yi, this is the young man I met while running a stall. He has something to talk to you about, mainly about your book writing. In short, you can talk slowly among yourselves. Don't agree to anything that is not good for you. , don’t be afraid, I, Old Wang, am here. I won’t disturb you here.”
He looked at Lin Feng and smiled softly.
Lin Feng looked at the people accompanying him and ordered: "Give him ten taels of silver."
The entourage gave the money and Lao Wang left directly.
Lin Feng got straight to the point and said: "Mr. Song, I won't beat around the bush. My name is Lin Feng, and I am the envoy of the State of Qin. Now that the Xia State has been destroyed by the Qin State, I have come to Zi to be responsible for negotiating with the Qi State and delimiting the territory of the Xia State. . Your book on Heavenly Works is very well written, and I am very optimistic about it. On behalf of the State of Qin, I invite you to go and work in the State of Qin."
After Song Yi heard this, he shook his head and said, "I don't want to be an official. It's not suitable for me."
Lin Feng said: "It's about doing things, not being an official."
"work?"
There was confusion on Song Yi's face.
In the early years of his life, he was full of ambitions and thought only of becoming an official. Unfortunately, when encountering the darkness of official circles, he finally gave up his mind completely. For a long time, in Song Yi's eyes, the officialdom was filled with officials protecting each other, and it was always a dark place.
Lin Feng explained: "Yes, it means doing things, specifically responsible for preaching and teaching, teaching you the contents of "Tiangong Law", and cultivating Qin people who can systematically understand farming, dyeing, papermaking, smelting, etc. Talent.”
"Your task is to put together the structure and knowledge of this project."
"This is an extremely huge project."
"Even if Mr. Song convenes people to do things, because it involves operations and experiments, I'm afraid that even if he spends his whole life, he may not be able to do everything. But I believe that this is what Mr. Song should do most. What you get on paper will always be shallow. , after all, it is best to conduct experiments one by one and finally be confirmed.”
Song Yi fell silent after hearing this.
Is Lin Feng trustworthy?
Is it true that this person is an envoy from Qin?
Can it represent the Emperor of Qin?
When Song Yi was thinking about this, he suddenly laughed at himself. He was a poor man with nothing. His family had only four walls and only a few books.
What did they lie to him for?
Song Yi compiled the Tiangong Technique and wanted to put it into practice, so he thought about it for a while, then no longer hesitated and said directly: "Master Lin, I am willing to go to Qin."
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Mr. Song will definitely not regret going to Qin, and he will definitely be able to show off his talents. Mr. Song will stay with me in the post house tonight. When I complete the final negotiations tomorrow, Mr. Song will set off with me. leave."
Song Yi frowned slightly and said, "It's just that I have a lot of books and information here. These are very precious."
Lin Feng said directly: "This matter is very simple. I will arrange for people to prepare carriages to load all the books and transport them away. When we return to Qin, we will take them back together."
Song Yi looked grateful and said: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, please go back first. The book packer and I will move and count the books together. At that time, I will return to the posthouse with the carriage. What do you think? After all, these books , I’m just familiar with it.”
"Can."
Lin Feng nodded directly.
He didn't say much, asked his entourage to stay and make arrangements, and left with Xu Liuli first.
The two left, Lin Feng was very happy.
Xu Liuli could feel Lin Feng's excitement and asked with a smile: "Husband, after discovering Song Yi, is it really of such great value?"
Lin Feng said firmly: "Song Yi's value is immeasurable. When you look at him, he looks down and out. However, once he improves farming, he can benefit countless people; he improves the method of steelmaking, which can enhance the toughness of weapons. , to help the army win; he improves dyeing and other techniques, which can benefit all people."
"Such a person seems useless because he hasn't encountered the right opportunity and no one has discovered him."
"Once you encounter an opportunity and have a suitable platform, you can shine endlessly and benefit countless people."
In his words, Lin Feng was excited.
This is Qin's opportunity.
Lin Feng's transformation of Qin will not happen overnight, it will take a long time. The emergence of Song Yi will bring great development to Qin's science and technology.
Xu Liuli nodded.
She didn't really understand and didn't bother to ask.
It was still early, so the two of them left and continued to hang out. This time, instead of going to Xicheng, I went shopping near Nancheng to see Linzi at night.
