In "Micro Words", Zhang Yi tried to explain the microscopic world in a way that ancient people could understand.
But as a subject for later generations, the books he wrote in a hurry were somewhat difficult for the ancients to understand.
However, after Zhang Yuchu came to the capital, Zhang Yi helped him sort it out. Coupled with Zhang Yuchu's cleverness, his explanation was actually very clear and logical.
Although they had different ideas, Li Shanchang and Liu Ji also recognized the talent and learning of the child in front of them, and Liu Ji even showed appreciation.
After Zhang Yuchu finished speaking, the emperor said hello:
"You are indeed the Zhang family's reading seed, reward me!"
The emperor let the eunuch in and gave Zhang Yuchu a small jade sign. Zhang Yuchu quickly knelt down to thank him!
"Okay, that's it for now!"
The conversation was almost finished. Li Shanchang and Liu Ji stood up to say goodbye. Zhang Changsheng thought for a moment, stood up and sat down again.
The two old foxes Liu Ji and Li Shanchang saw this and went out directly.
"What else do you want?"
After Zhu Yuanzhang and others left, he asked Zhang Changsheng, who honestly handed over the manuscript of "One Hundred Thousand Whys".
"This is a book written by that brat Zhang Yi for his brother's entertainment. Your Majesty, please read it!"
Lao Zhu was very satisfied with Zhang Chenggong's knowledge and nodded slightly. Seeing Zhang Yuchu's look of reluctance, he smiled and said:
"I'll find someone to make a copy later and send it back to you!"
"Thank you, Uncle Emperor!"
Zhang Yuchu immediately became happy.
"Are you leaving tomorrow?"
Zhu Yuanzhang did not read the manuscript, but raised his head and asked Zhang Chenggong.
"I dare not refuse your majesty's order! I plan to return to Longhu Mountain first, order my disciples to make pox inoculations day and night, and then rush to Yangzhou!"
"I will ask people from the Imperial Medical Bureau to make it and send it to you in Yangzhou later. Since you are seeing me off tomorrow, I will put it into practice for you tonight!"
Zhang Changzheng was panicked, but he also understood that Zhu Yuanzhang did not really take him seriously, and everything he did was just for Zhang Yi.
Therefore, Lao Zhang did not refuse, but thanked and left.
Lao Zhu waited for Zhang Zongli to leave and flipped through the book "One Hundred Thousand Whys". The content quickly attracted him and he couldn't put it down.
The reading experience of this book was not good, but precisely because of the poor reading experience, Lao Zhu concluded at a glance that this was a book from the future.
He couldn't understand the knowledge in the book because he didn't fully study the knowledge system behind the book.
For example, why is the sky blue?
refraction of light……
Why can snakes crawl without legs?
And, why do people have a fever? They need to drink water when they have a fever, etc...
The contents of this book are all kinds of strange, and the questions are as wild as a child's questions, but Lao Zhu soon discovered that the answers in this book are all real.
"Is this how people in the future will see the world?
Why do later generations view the world completely differently from this world?
Lao Zhu felt very uncomfortable, but he could only endure it and look at it carefully. Soon after, he had turned these things to the end and saw a portrait.
"pencil?"
The handwriting on the portrait is very obvious. It was drawn with Zhang Yixian's pencil. The content is that a Taoist is writing hard and copying books. That person is Zhang Chenggang.
The painting techniques of this painting are different from those of traditional Chinese painting, and what shocked Zhu Yuanzhang the most was that the artist in this painting was almost exactly the same as the real one.
"It seems that this is Zhang Yi's handiwork again. Is this also a future painting technique?
It's very similar. Should I let him draw me a picture? "
The emperor just found it novel. The characteristic of this kind of painting is that the painters in the palace would paint pictures for the emperor every year. However, the traditional techniques in painting people are indeed different from Zhang Yi's painting method.
"Have someone copy this thing down, and then give it back to someone's child at night... I can't break my promise!"
Zhu Yuanzhang handed the things to Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao looked silent.
"Although this looks like something for children, it is a good book..."
"I will have it printed later, and you and your brothers will also read it, "One Hundred Thousand Whys"? There are only more than a hundred questions here, so Zhang Yi still has more than ninety-nine thousand nine hundred questions behind me. Why, let him write it out later!
This book may allow us to piece together what the future world will look like!”
Zhang Yi didn't know that Emperor Hongwu had given him a KPI that would definitely make him exhausted for the rest of his life. He was sleeping at this time.
Zhang stayed up all night with Zhang Normal and caught up on his sleep during the day, but Lao Zhang couldn't bear to wake him up.
When Zhang Yi woke up again, it was already afternoon.
He came out of the room and saw everyone in the Taoist temple busy.
Obviously, after a brief reunion, Zhang Changsheng and Zhang Yuchu were about to embark on their return journey.
Zhang Yi has become accustomed to the difference in this era. From the moment he decided to leave Longhu Mountain, this was the problem he should face.
He looked left and right, looking for Zhang Chenggong's figure, but heard a familiar voice speaking:
"Boss of the Zhang family, I didn't lie to you, did I? I'll give you the book back..."
Zhang Yi followed the sound and happened to see Huang He and his son sitting together with Zhang Changcheng.
Huang He, with sharp eyes, noticed Zhang Yi approaching and laughed:
"Well, you are the second child of the Zhang family, you can sleep from sunrise to sun exposure, and you are not afraid of sleeping to death!"
Zhang Yi chuckled. He had known Uncle Huang for a long time, so naturally he wouldn't see him outside:
"I am a sleeping immortal, and the wonderful law appears in the middle of the night!
Uncle, you don’t understand things about the Xian family! "
He meant it as a casual joke, but everyone present was stunned.
Zhu Yuanzhang then thought about it, this boy was really right. No matter from which angle Zhang Yi looked at it, he was indeed a little god who was unscrupulous...
"Nonsense!"
Lao Zhang showed his majesty as a parent and stuck out his tongue in controversy to give him face.
"Dad, you are back from the palace, what have you gained?"
Zhang Changshang nodded and roughly told what happened in the palace.
"The emperor is still the same emperor, awesome!
But for you, dad, it is also a good thing for you that the emperor is plotting against you! "
puff!
Zhu Yuanzhang was drinking tea very well. Zhang Yi said one word and all the tea in his mouth spurted out.
Marder, the emperor has provoked you, so if nothing happens, he will take advantage of you, right?
Zhang Chenggong was also very embarrassed. What did Pindao Yemei say?
Why did Zhang Yi tell him that the emperor was plotting against him?
The most important thing is that the person involved is right next to you. How do you want Zhang Normal to react?
"What happen to you guys?"
Zhang Yi was puzzled when he saw all the people at the table looking strange.
"Ahem, it's okay, what do you say about this?
Why did the emperor plot against your father, and why was it a good thing? "
In the end, Zhu Yuanzhang was thick-skinned and resisted everything.
He asked and Zhang Yi replied:
"I had a vague feeling yesterday that even if the emperor wanted to use my father to stimulate the Kong family, he would still give too much after all!"
"Gold, he actually gave me real gold!"
Zhang Yidao still had an expression of disbelief.
Lao Zhu is depressed. If I give you less, you will say you are stingy. If I give you more, you will still be grumpy?
(End of chapter)
