The old man looked at Zhu Yunwen and gritted his teeth to retort: "How can you be considered a hero if you kill yourself? If you, the young master, want to visit Qixia Mountain, then go and don't interfere in our affairs!"
Just when Xue Xia was about to reprimand, Zhu Yunwen glanced at him, and Xue Xia did not dare to say anything.
Zhu Yunwen did not answer the old man's words, but asked Han Xiayu: "Do you want to fly to the sky?"
Han Xiayu asked in surprise: "Can you really fly to the sky? I want, brother-in-law, take me to the sky quickly."
Zhu Yunwen looked at Tao Zengguang with a smile and said: "Look, even children have dreams of flying to the sky. Your grandfather pursued his dream until the last moment of his life. I guess he was ready to accept any result. He can bear the weight of life, but you can't even Can’t you bear the unnecessary insults?”
Tao Zengguang quickly wiped away his tears and said firmly: "I can bear it!"
"Feitian, Feitian, it's just a dream!"
The old man said angrily.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the old man and asked, "May I ask, sir, who is the leader of the class?"
The old man said bluntly: "Brother Banbei, Ban Shi."
Zhu Yunwen raised his hand as a sign of respect for the elder, and then said: "If Tao Chengdao Feitian is just a dream, then those people who memorized "The Rocket Book" are not the initiators of the dream?"
Ban Shi agreed directly: "Yes, Ban Bei is also an idiot! If it weren't for "Rocket Book", he wouldn't have died!"
Zhu Yunwen could feel that Ban Shi's anger came from his care. He cared about Ban Bei's death and Tao Chengdao's death. He didn't want anyone to die because of "The Rocket Book" again.
"If Ban Bei is still alive, he also hopes that his brother will support him, and he also hopes that his lifelong efforts can be truly realized."
Zhu Yunwen said softly.
Ban Shi's cheeks trembled and he wanted to refute, but saw Zhu Yunwen standing up.
"Feitian is a real thing. Whether Tao Chengdao or Ban Bei, their ideas are correct, but there is a problem with their methods. The current technology is not enough to safely send people to the sky."
Zhu Yunwen said solemnly.
Ban Shi and Tao Zengguang stared at Zhu Yunwen with horror in their hearts.
Concubine Ning's eyes brightened slightly and she looked at Zhu Yunwen thoughtfully. As for Han Xiayu, Qingqing and others, they simply believed and had no other thoughts.
Zhu Yunwen looked deeply at Tao Zengguang and Ban Shi. They didn't know that the dream of flying would come true in later generations, but they could have a dream of flying. At least they believed that flying was not just a dream, but could actually come true.
This ideal should not be ridiculed.
After a brief moment of surprise, Ban Shi shook his head repeatedly and said, "How can a person fly into the sky!"
Zhu Yunwen asked: "Isn't Tao Chengdao already flying?"
Ban Shi opened and closed his mouth several times, but couldn't find the right words.
Indeed, Tao Chengdao flew. This is a real thing. Since it is a real thing, how can we deny that people cannot fly?
"If a person dies, what's the point of flying to the sky?"
Ban Shi had no choice but to use Tao Chengdao's death to gain the initiative.
Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly and said: "Scientific research is never smooth sailing. At least he used his own life to prove that people can fly. Since people can fly, why not continue research? As long as gunpowder is solved The problem of explosion and the problem of safe return have been solved, isn’t that enough?”
Ban Shi was speechless and Tao Zengguang was very excited. Indeed, if the gunpowder had not exploded at that time, his grandfather might not have died. He had already considered returning to ask questions.
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question, and a kite was prepared for this purpose.
The young master in front of me is right, flying to the sky is possible, and it must be possible!
Zhu Yunwen knew very well that in this era, if you want to fly into the sky, there are still many ways. The problem is how high you fly. If you fly one or two feet, five or six feet, it is still flying...
If you want to fly to outer space or have a tea party with Chang'e, don't even think about it in the Ming Dynasty.
"I just heard that you want to become a resident craftsman. Why?"
Zhu Yunwen asked Tao Zengguang.
The more Tao Zengguang looked at Zhu Yunwen, the more he liked him, so he expressed his plan: "I want to go to the capital to work as a craftsman to study gunpowder, imitate my grandfather, recreate flying birds, and fly to the sky again!"
Zhu Yunwen admired Tao Zengguang's courage. If he hadn't met him, he might have returned to Wucheng and been lost in the long river of history. From then on, no one in the Tao family mentioned or knew about Tao Chengdao.
Since you are destined, let's help him.
Zhu Yunwen asked: "Are you very knowledgeable about gunpowder?"
Tao Zengguang thought for a while and said: "I have read through the classics left by my grandfather and I have made some firearms. However, because the court controls saltpeter and sulfur, it has been difficult to make big progress."
Zhu Yunwen believed that Tao Chengdao's research back then had merit. Perhaps Tao Zengguang in front of him was a good firearms talent.
"The best gunpowder craftsmen in the capital are in the Second Artillery Bureau. Are you willing to work there?"
"Second Artillery Bureau?"
Tao Zengguang exclaimed. He heard that the most elite firearms craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty were gathered there. Ordinary people could not get in at all. His original plan was just to go to the Bingzhan Bureau to do errands.
Zhu Yunwen nodded seriously and said: "But after entering the Second Artillery Bureau, you must study gunpowder carefully. As for flying birds and flying sky, you are only allowed to do it in your free time. Are you willing?"
"I do! However, I dare to ask you, who is the young master? Can just one sentence really allow Tao to enter the most secret core of the Ming Dynasty?"
Tao Zengguang was not a fool. He knew how high and strict the entry threshold for the Second Artillery Bureau was.
Zhu Yunwen smiled lightly, looked at Sun Dong, and said, "I'll leave him to you. Let's go."
"etc!"
Banshi shouted.
Zhu Yunwen turned around and looked at Ban Shi, who looked uncertain.
Ban Shi took two steps forward and said seriously: "The Rocket Book is not an evil book that kills people, right?"
Zhu Yunwen and Tao Zengguang watched Ban Shi take out a book from his arms. Ban Shi gently touched the cover of the book and sighed: "I originally thought of taking it to the coffin, but now it seems that it will still stay in the world." More appropriate."
Tao Zengguang walked towards Ban Shi, knelt down and kowtowed to Ban Shi three times before being helped up by Ban Shi.
"Grandpa Ban Shi, I will definitely live up to your trust."
Tao Zengguang looked at "The Rocket Book" with mixed feelings in his heart. The book went through ups and downs, and after several turnovers, it finally returned to the hands of the Tao family.
"Master, does Feitian really exist?"
Ban Shi asked again.
Zhu Yunwen nodded seriously and said, "Of course, I won't bully you."
Ban Shi grinned.
Zhu Yunwen waved as a farewell. Climbing Qixia Mountain and harvesting a talented person, who was also a descendant of Tao Chengdao, was a worthwhile trip.
As soon as they arrived at the ferry, a fast horse galloped over. Sun Dong stepped forward to greet him, took the document and handed it to Zhu Yunwen.
Zhu Yunwen looked at it, raised his brows, and said, "Go back to Beijing."
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The ship set off again, in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"But what happened?"
Concubine Ning asked.
Zhu Yunwen didn't say anything, he was concentrating on reading "The Rocket Book" and casually pushed the documents on the desk to Concubine Ning.
The "Book of Rockets" records a kind of flying bird. The power source of the flying bird is gunpowder. It is similar to the Long March rocket of later generations. It adopts a strapping layout. However, the Long March rocket usually straps three or four, and this flying bird strapped forty-seven. , so when lighting, in order to pursue time synchronization, the lead must be made long enough to allow forty-seven people to light at the same time...
Although this design has great limitations and problems, for Ban Bei, it may be the best method he can think of.
After Concubine Ning read the document, she frowned coldly and said, "These ministers are so rude. How dare they force the palace inmates to commit suicide?!"
Zhu Yunwen only smiled lightly and didn't say anything.
There was eventually something wrong within the court. The officials believed that Zhu Yunwen had been ill for too long and did not go to court every day because he was too addicted to the pleasures of the harem, so they insisted that Zhu Yunwen come out to preside over the affairs of the court.
If you don’t come out, then hold a demonstration...
According to the secret agents of the Security Bureau, the courtiers will gather outside the Wenhua Gate tomorrow morning, requesting the emperor to come to court, and even put on a show that if the emperor does not come to court, we will die in front of the palace gate.
Zhu Yunwen didn't want to know whether they would die, but it was inappropriate for a group of people to cry at the harem gate. Those who didn't know thought they had died.
"But it doesn't matter. We will arrive in the capital when we are young. As long as the emperor comes to court tomorrow, this matter will not happen."
Concubine Ning calculated the time and said.
Zhu Yunwen shook his head and said: "If they make trouble, let them make trouble. I won't have time to deal with them tomorrow."
Concubine Ning was a little anxious. There was a lot of movement among the courtiers this time. At least thirty officials were involved. If the emperor ignored it, it would probably chill the hearts of all the officials.
"emperor……"
Concubine Ning wanted to persuade Zhu Yunwen not to get angry about this matter and make it more difficult for the matter to end.
Zhu Yunwen put away the "Rocket Book", took Concubine Ning into his arms, and said: "What are you thinking about? The reason why I ignore the officials' actions is because there is something more important tomorrow. I will definitely do it." Going."
"ah?"
Concubine Ning was surprised that there was anything more important than maintaining the stability of the court.
Zhu Yunwen hugged Concubine Ning deeply and whispered in her ear: "Tomorrow morning is Dai Yuanli's funeral. All the supervisors of the Imperial College will pay their respects. There are countless officials in the Ming Dynasty, but there is only one Dai Yuanli. Who do you think is more important?"
Concubine Ning clung to Zhu Yunwen, hugged him, and said softly: "The deceased is the greatest, this is a truth known to all the world. If the emperor comes to the Imperial College in person to see Dai Yuanli off, I believe that his spirit in heaven will definitely smile."
Zhu Yunwen buried his head in the fragrant soft place, closed his eyes and recalled Dai Yuanli.
In this world, birth, old age, illness and death are all too common. With the three classics of "Medicine" from the Imperial College, it may not be impossible to cultivate a medical profession in the future, and try to make the cultivation of medical talents faster and more abundant. Not only medicine, but also mathematics, physics, chemistry...
If basic science does not accelerate, the Ming Dynasty will still be the Ming Dynasty a hundred years ago if it develops for another hundred years.
The Western Renaissance is in the ascendant, and the Age of Discovery is about to begin. The Ming Dynasty must not lag behind the West. The fundamental determinant of the country's destiny lies in education and talents.
Talents are more rare than officials...
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