These Confucian scholars were far away and could not hear what Duan Murong said. In fact, even if they heard it, they might not be able to understand it. Seeing what the Confucian scholar said, they all panicked.
As the Taishan of Confucianism and Taoism, what does it mean to admit that you have lost? It means that Confucianism is inferior to Mohism, and it means that what they have learned for many years will be seriously challenged, and they will even doubt themselves, is this kind of knowledge correct?
This is self-doubt. If such doubt continues for a long time, it will be a devastating blow to them.
"We don't believe that Mohism can be better than Confucianism. It's just a fancy trick. What's the use? Confucianism and Taoism can govern a country, which is the great way."
Some Confucian scholars plucked up the courage to shout loudly. In order to maintain the status of Confucianism, he risked everything.
"Yes, although this thing can move, it is of no great use. Your Majesty, please do not indulge in this way and be misled by traitors." Dr. Geng stepped forward and cupped his hands, saying extremely seriously.
As for who the traitor is, someone should have thought of something.
Ying Zheng's face turned cold when he heard this, and he glanced at Dr. Geng angrily, but ignored him and looked at Duan Murong, "Duan Murong, you heard it too. Some people think that this method is of no use. Please prove it to everyone." , see if it works, and let everyone see the power of the steam engine."
Duan Murong nodded, bowed slightly, and waved his hand, "Open the compartment door."
Then several craftsmen walked towards the carriage, and some of them stepped back, opening the doors of several carriages, revealing the spacious seat boards inside. As far as the eye can see, they can see that they are very simple, with coarse cloth paving, and the benches are not too decorated, but they are very long. Judging from the looks of it, one carriage can seat fifteen people, and if you squeeze in, it can seat twenty people. It is much larger than an ordinary carriage.
Seeing everyone's stunned expressions, Duan Murong smiled slightly, then raised her hands to Ying Zheng and said: "Your Majesty, this carriage can accommodate fifteen people in one section, and dozens of people in several sections. It can be pulled, and it is disposable. This carriage That’s what steam engine carriages are for.”
The purpose of carriages is to carry people. It is not surprising that this carriage can carry people. However, carrying dozens of people at a time is not something that ordinary carriages can do.
This is a bit whimsical.
When these words came out, some people immediately looked in disbelief. How many horses and carriages would it take to carry dozens of people at a time? This car can carry dozens of people without any horses, and no one has ever heard of it.
I don't even think it can be done.
"Your Majesty, look at this. This is obviously nonsense. How can a carriage carry dozens of people at a time? This is a traitor and cannot be trusted. I suggest that she be punished immediately for deceiving the emperor."
Dr. Geng seized the opportunity and immediately gave advice.
Ying Zheng glanced at him again, still ignoring him, but also half-convinced.
Can it really carry dozens of people at a time? His imperial chariot is quite large. It can only carry a dozen people, and it also needs a dozen horses. Can this steam engine really do it?
Although I thought so, I was excited inside and immediately ordered: "Would you like to give it a try?"
"Of course!" Duan Murong looked confident and added, "It takes dozens of people to enter the carriage to show the usefulness of the steam carriage."
"Yes, yes, I forgot about this." Ying Zheng poked his hand and walked forward without hesitation, "I will be the first one to try it to see the power of this carriage."
"Your Majesty, no, it's dangerous."
The person who spoke was not Dr. Geng, but Feng Quji. He was sincerely worried about the emperor's safety. After all, the safety of this car had not been confirmed, and the emperor could not act recklessly.
However, Ying Zheng waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I trust Duan Murong." There was another sentence he didn't say, which was that he trusted Li Zhao.
After finishing speaking, he got into the first compartment first.
The emperor personally got on the car to test it. As a minister, how could he dare to neglect it, even if the car was not necessarily safe?
"Forget it, count me in." So, Feng Quji had no choice but to persuade His Majesty, but he could not back down and got into the first carriage, but he did not forget to turn around and say to the three doctors, "Three of you, You said this car is of no use, why don't you verify it?"
The three of them looked at each other, looking at the scary iron lump, and trembled. But it would be disrespectful for me to shrink back while you were here, so they gritted their teeth and got in the car.
The ministers shook their fists and got into the carriage behind.
There was no one sitting in the last carriage, so Feng Quji took it upon himself to let some civilians squeeze into the carriage.
There were several sections in the car, and all of them were occupied. Except for Ying Zheng and others in the first section, there were more than a dozen people crammed into the other sections, and twenty people were crammed into the last section.
It was packed with dozens of people.
When so many people got on the bus, the wheels immediately pressed down, leaving traces even on the stone road.
Fortunately, the wheels of the carriage are made of steel, otherwise it would be crushed and even an advanced steam engine would not be able to complete the manned process.
Onlookers looked at it, and the brave ones were a little disappointed because they didn't squeeze into the car, while the people with ulterior motives sneered, as if laughing that all this was just a ridiculous move, which would definitely ruin the reputation of the Mohist family.
How is that possible with dozens of people in one car?
(End of chapter)
