"Science." To Zhu Su's surprise, there was no look of shock or confusion on Lao Zhu's face. He just tapped his fingers thoughtfully on the table twice.
"This science is the pile of drawings and ghost drawings you drew when you were in the boss's mansion?"
"You know everything?" Zhu Su was stunned. It was right to think about it. My manuscripts were placed on the table openly and without any cover-up. There is nothing wrong with it if Lao Zhu finds out.
"I didn't know that, except for poems, there are very few words in those things of yours. Oh, there is also a card that says 'Angel Moe,' Mikami, something like that... I don't know what it means..." Old Zhu Dao.
Zhu Su's face turned red. That piece of paper was the names of the teachers he had written down late at night when he was missing his future teachers. Unexpectedly, Lao Zhu also looked at him.
Fortunately, Lao Zhu did not ask further, but continued: "Hou Biao'er suggested that we invite Uncle Cheng Yi to know what those manuscripts of yours are talking about."
"Those are really a kind of knowledge. After Uncle Chengyi saw those drawings of yours, he went to the palace every day and asked me to recommend someone to draw the drawings..." Old Zhu raised his eyes and looked at Zhu with some resentment. With a solemn glance, it was obvious that Liu Bowen had been quite annoying these days.
"That old guy Liu Ji always thinks very highly of himself. He didn't even look down on us back then. After seeing those drawings of yours, he actually asked to be your disciple. These drawings of yours are really extraordinary." Lao Zhu said. "We were still thinking about how long it would take before you would tell us this."
"I didn't expect it to be today."
Zhu Su also didn't expect that his half-finished manuscripts would actually make the famous Liu Bowen want to become his disciple... He couldn't help but feel ashamed. What kind of person was Liu Bowen? How could I be his teacher? Not to mention that I am still a teenager in this life. If I become the teacher of the famous Liu Bowen, it will definitely be a disaster rather than a blessing to stand so high. So he shook his head hurriedly and said: "These are not my knowledge, but the knowledge of future generations."
"In later generations, science is the most powerful driving force to make a country prosperous and strong. The reason why humans are different from animals is that humans are good at using tools, while animals use brute force in vain. Science is to understand the principles of everything in the world, and to The science of using tools with its power..." As he spoke, Zhu Su elaborated on Lao Zhu one by one about the various wonderful uses of science and the impact of various scientific achievements in history before the Ming Dynasty.
"Strengthening the country with weapons..." Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Su playfully. "This is something that none of the Confucian sages have ever mentioned. Aren't you afraid of the world's opposition if you say this?"
"How could you object?" Zhu Su spread his hands and blinked. "Zhu Zi also said, 'Today I will examine one thing, and tomorrow I will examine another thing, and I will suddenly understand it, and finally understand the laws of nature. The so-called science is just the method of investigating things."
"Now I mention Zhu Zi." Lao Zhu smiled. He has not forgotten those "whispering words" written by Zhu Su. This kid usually hates Zhu Xi's so-called "minor words and big ideas" in Neo-Confucianism, but now he actually used Zhu Xi's words as a banner.
"Then, do you want to use this scientific method to establish a sect?" Lao Zhu's eyes were filled with curiosity.
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"What? Of course not!" Zhu Su was startled and stood up suddenly. "My age is here, if I say I want to start a sect, who can believe me?"
"What I mean is that you should step forward and vigorously cultivate scientific talents..."
"We can't do it." Lao Zhu shook his head. "We decided at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty that it was time to use scholars to govern the country."
"What kind of science is being promoted at this time? Aren't all the scholars alienated from us?"
"In the eyes of those people, this science is nothing more than magic and craftsmanship. As an emperor, we value magic and craftsmanship. How can those garrulous old scholars see this? Why don't they dare to remonstrate with you?"
"In our opinion, it's best for you to handle this matter! You're young, even if you go wrong, those old scholars will just treat you as a child and naughty..."
"I...how can I do this?" Zhu Su waved his hands hurriedly. I just want to be a peaceful king. With such a heavy burden of promoting science on me, how can I have any time?
Besides, my family knows my own affairs, and I am just an ordinary person.
It’s just that I gained more knowledge from later generations. Once all those things in the brain are taken away, I am afraid that even ordinary people will not be as good as them. How can one shoulder the great responsibility of leading a school of thought?
"Why can't you do it?" Lao Zhu's eyes narrowed. "Why, the Kong family is only allowed to produce one Confucius, and my old Zhu family is not allowed to produce a second saint?"
"What's wrong with being young? In ancient times, Gan Luo worshiped the prime minister twelve times, and your current age is almost the same as Gan Luo when he worshiped the prime minister. Why can't you start a sect?"
The more Lao Zhu talked, the more excited he became. He looked at Zhu Su as if he were looking at a golden steamed bun: "Those scholars always think that we, Lao Zhu, are from a vulgar origin. Three generations of our ancestors have only been working in the fields."
"But if my son, Zhu Chongba, becomes a saint and establishes a sect, who would dare to say that my old Zhu family is vulgar!"
Thinking that his son would be like Confucius in the future, with three thousand disciples, and that he would also earn a "scholarly family" for our old Zhu family in the future, Old Zhu felt very beautiful in his heart.
"But..." Zhu Su was speechless. "But... this is not my knowledge!"
"Why not?" Lao Zhu raised his eyebrows. "In today's world, only you know these knowledge. No one understands these knowledge except you."
"Tell me, is this the knowledge of our old Zhu family?"
Zhu Su was stunned. It seemed reasonable? After thinking about it for a moment, I realized, isn't it because I have to be a copywriter myself?
what is this? Pursuing orders to deceive?
Zhu Su couldn't laugh or cry.
"My child only wishes..." Zhu Su still wanted to defend.
"No need to say more." Lao Zhu waved his hand. "Lao Wu, we have our own plans for this matter!"
"Don't worry, Zhu Yunwen won't be able to become the Ming Emperor! Tragic things like cutting down vassals will never happen to you again!"
"We are still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty will not be the kind of Ming Dynasty you said in history. Your life will be as stable as a mountain!"
"Why do you need to think about being the idle king every day? A man is born in heaven and earth. If he cannot express his thoughts freely, he will live to be a hundred years old."
"What's the difference between it and dying young?"
"You were born to be the son of my Zhu family, and I gave you the wisdom from your previous life. How can I ask you to do nothing in this life and be an idle king?"
These words made Zhu Su thoughtful. I wholeheartedly believe that I have no ambition, and keep saying that I want to be the idle king. But if this is the case, why should he reveal his identity as a time traveler? And why do you stay up late at night to write and draw all the drawings and formulas?
Are you really willing to just be an idle king?
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