Seeing that Mr. Ru didn't respond, the three doctors asked again in unison: "Mr. Ru, what on earth is that? It's so strange. You are very knowledgeable. Please tell us about it."
Mr. Ru still didn't respond, and the three of them became more anxious and asked questions repeatedly.
"Old Confucian, you must know what this is, right? Tell us quickly."
The old Confucian was impatient and scolded: "You are not done yet, how do I know what this is?"
"No, you must know. After all, you are the most senior Confucian and Taoist, and your knowledge is unparalleled."
In order to get rid of the absurd thoughts in his mind, Dr. Geng became anxious and chased after the old man to ask questions, seeming to force him to say that this thing was not what he thought in his heart to balance his mind.
This thing moves without horses, completely separated from human and animal power, and there is still steam coming out of it. This is basically what Han Shaofu said about the way of turning a ball with steam. There are also discussions in the crowd that technology can make carriages move without horses. All of this fits so well.
On the other hand, my own understanding of the way of spinning balls is only verbal, and subjectively prefers Confucianism and Taoism, which seems to be somewhat different from the way of spinning balls.
At this moment, not only him, but also the other two doctors were a little shaken. Is the way of turning the ball really Confucianism? If it's true, why can't it stand out? It is impossible to highlight the word 'turn', and this thing is a good explanation of the steam-rotating ball from every aspect.
"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Mr. Ru couldn't answer, so he simply gave up.
He didn't want to say it, but His Majesty came to him and said "well-informed" in a very similar way.
"Old Confucian, you are well-informed. Please tell me how this is different from the way you talk about turning a ball into a ball."
At this moment, Ying Zheng's eyes were shining, and his heart was beating loudly. It was completely different from the way of spinning the ball that the old man said just now. It was calm just now, but now it was terrifying.
"Your Majesty." The old Confucian bent down and held his hands, his confidence gradually disappearing, "Confucian people can't understand it either."
The Confucian old man is not a persistent person. When he realizes that things are not so ideal, he will also accept the reality. From then on, comparing the way of turning the ball with the other way, it is clear at a glance which one is better.
So, he backed down.
"Oh, then what is the Tao you just realized?" He said this casually, but it seemed to be said intentionally or unintentionally, and it sounded like a reference to people's ears.
"This" the old Confucian was speechless.
These words were obviously questioning him, and he felt a little embarrassed.
The Confucians realized the Tao, and the Mohists also realized the Tao. Others realized that something could move without a horse, but his own family only used verbal skills. He began to know in his mind who was the master of turning the ball.
At this time, the giant carriage arrived in front of Ying Zheng, made a sound of "Jie", and then stopped after advancing half a foot.
People could see clearly from a close distance that behind the iron knot were five carriages, connected by something, and each carriage had a door on top.
Then, the carriage door opened, and several people filed out, led by Duan Murong.
"Daughter Duan Murong has met Your Majesty." Duan Murong bowed first and saluted, and the others followed suit.
Many officials present knew Duan Murong's name, but they had never seen her before. Now that they saw her, they all looked at her with scrutiny. However, they were shocked by such a giant carriage, and their scrutiny gradually turned into pleasure.
"Are you Duan Murong?" Ying Zheng smiled, looking so amiable, in sharp contrast to his usual dignified cold face.
"Very good, very good. Tell me quickly. Is this the result of enlightening the way to turn a ball into a steam ball?" He seemed so urgent that he almost said: Is this a steam engine?
Duan Murong bowed again. She did not bow gracefully like other women. Instead, she looked so carefree, like a hammersmith.
"Exactly, in order to fulfill His Majesty's entrustment, all the craftsmen of our weapons manufacturing team worked day and night, and finally understood the method of turning the ball and made it."
"You said you learned this from the art of spinning balls? How do you say that?" Ying Zheng was pleasantly surprised and asked hurriedly.
(End of chapter)
