Hanlin Academy.
Song Lian came back with the mission given to him by Zhu Yuanzhang.
"What's wrong, Mr. Song, has the matter been resolved?"
"Master Song, is Your Majesty angry?"
"Master Song, has your Majesty ever punished you?"
A group of Hanlin Academy bachelors were quite anxious and gathered around Song Lian, waiting for Song Lian's answer.
Song Lian looked at them and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty has forgiven us and this matter is over."
It's over.
After hearing Song Lian's words, all the Hanlin Academy bachelors breathed a sigh of relief.
For them, this matter is so important!
Zhu Yuanzhang was not convicted, which was the best thing.
"Okay, let's all disperse."
Song Lian waved his hand, and the Hanlin Academy returned to its former peace, with everyone working seriously at their posts.
"Brother Jing Lian, what's going on?"
Wang Yi walked to Song Lian and asked.
Song Lian replied: "Zichong, thanks to Mr. Su for this matter."
"Um?"
Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, wondering how this matter had anything to do with Su Jing.
He asked: "Brother Jing Lian, if you don't explain your words clearly, I won't understand!"
Song Lian looked at Wang Yi and said with a smile: "Zichong, you don't need to understand. Anyway, you will have the opportunity to know in the future."
Song Lian wisely chose not to say more about Su Jing's confrontation.
There are many popular people.
Song Lian now has a profound understanding of this truth.
"Since Brother Jing Lian said so, I won't ask any more questions."
Wang Yi is also a smart man, so he stopped talking here.
Song Lian quickly returned to his office. As the leader of the Hanlin Academy, he naturally had a dedicated office.
He took out the piece of paper Zhu Yuanzhang gave him from his arms, which was the piece of paper with "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon" written on it.
After just a brief glance, he nodded and said, "It's really good."
Song Lian himself is a literary master, and he is also very accomplished in poetry.
The quality of "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon" made his eyes shine.
"But why did Your Majesty show this to me?"
Song Lian frowned, doubts rising in his heart.
Based on his understanding of Zhu Yuanzhang's cultural level, such words were definitely not written by Zhu Yuanzhang himself.
But Zhu Yuanzhang specifically asked him to read this poem carefully, and it must have other meanings.
Song Lian searched some poetry dictionaries and books, but couldn't find any corresponding ones.
Explain that this is a new song.
He immediately began to taste it carefully, and then there were some subtle changes in his expression.
"This author."
Song Lian murmured to himself, seeming to feel something different, but he couldn't be sure.
After all, poetry appreciation is highly subjective.
Could it be Mr. Su?
Su Jing appeared in Song Lian's mind inexplicably.
Looking at this poem again, he felt that there seemed to be some contradictions.
…
Lishui County.
Su Jing was still teaching Zhu Biao and Zhu Ru seriously as usual.
Of course, in addition to teaching, Su Jing is also doing some novel things.
Such as cement!
In the Ming Dynasty, the main adhesive in construction was called "mortar".
There are also many types of mortar. The most common method is to mix lime, sand, soil and other materials. The main one is cheap and easy to obtain.
The more advanced mortar is glutinous rice mortar, which is mixed with lime sand and glutinous rice slurry. It is often used in city defense works.
Because it is very strong and durable, but because it uses glutinous rice paste, the cost is also much higher.
What Su Jing wants to do is naturally not this.
In his memory, there was ancient cement in ancient Rome, which was mainly made of lime, volcanic ash, massive volcanic rocks and seawater. The effect was excellent after being made.
In her previous life, Su Jing visited the Colosseum in ancient Rome and some ancient ports in Italy. The main body of the building has remained intact after thousands of years.
This is inseparable from the "cement" of ancient Rome.
With Su Jing's financial resources, he quickly obtained some of these materials.
After repeated attempts at matching, Su Jing finally got the "cement".
In Su Jing's yard, wooden molds were untied one by one, revealing the hardened cement blocks inside.
Su Jing picked up a piece and tested the strength with various materials.
From wooden sticks to hammers, as expected, these cement blocks were directly crushed under the hammer's blow.
Su Jing was not surprised. After all, this was a pure cement block, and its strength was generally normal.
Then he started testing it by bonding bricks and stones with cement.
The effect is quite good!
Even Zhu Biao, who was watching Su Jing's test, was very surprised.
"Master Su, this thing seems to be better than glutinous rice mortar."
Zhu Biao said to Su Jing.
Su Jing nodded and said: "Yes, this thing is called cement, and it is very effective as a construction adhesive. It's a pity that this thing is destined to not be promoted."
Can’t promote it?
Zhu Biao was stunned and said: "Why? Master Su, this thing is so good. If it can be popularized, it will definitely benefit the people."
Adhesives that can be compared with glutinous rice mortar have not yet used precious grains such as glutinous rice.
It is not a great good thing to spread this.
“It’s simple, the cost is too high, even higher than the cost of adding glutinous rice.
Su Jing explained: "The production of this cement requires ash and stone collected from around the volcano. The cost of obtaining these things in Daming is too high."
volcano?
Zhu Biao was stunned and asked: "Master Su, is this volcano a mountain full of flames?"
Su Jing nodded and said: "Well, the Flame Mountain is not wrong. There are not many volcanoes in the Ming Dynasty, and they are distributed far away."
"I'm just doing an experiment. This thing is destined to be beyond the reach of ordinary people."
As a businessman, Su Jing knew very well that this thing had no promotion value.
Of course, this does not prevent Su Jing from doing experiments.
Zhu Biao looked at the cement block in front of him and felt very sorry.
It's so good, but it can't be used.
"Master Su, is such a good thing going to be buried?"
Zhu Biao asked Su Jing.
Su Jing said lightly: "It's not normal for good things to be buried. It's like I have found a lot of ancient books these days, which are the essence of previous generations' thoughts."
"Our ancestors have already thought about what I teach you, but have you paid attention to it before?"
"Does anyone want to understand or pay attention to them? They just lie there quietly for how many years have passed."
This is Su Jing's true feelings, not what he read in any history books.
In order to teach Zhu Biao and Zhu Xi, Su Jing collected quite a lot of classics.
Our ancients were not sages without wisdom or scientific thinking.
It is a pity that since Confucianism became orthodox, the scene of hundreds of schools of thought contending has ceased to exist.
Those once extremely advanced crystallizations of wisdom have been swept into the dust of history.
this is the truth!
Zhu Biao listened to Su Jing's description, and he could understand Su Jing's feelings.
"Master Su, but Ming Dynasty still has you. Students believe that as long as you are here, those things that have been buried will not continue to be buried."
Zhu Biao looked at Su Jing with unusually firm eyes.
Science can transform people's minds. Today, Zhu Biao is already a firm believer in science.
"Niu Yi, you think too highly of me. As for your teacher, I am already thankful to God that I can teach you two well."
Su Jing smiled at Zhu Biao.
As a disciple, I can really wear a tall hat, but such a big hat is a bit too heavy.
Zhu Biao shook his head seriously and said, "No, students believe in teachers and always believe in them."
As the prince, Zhu Biao had long recognized that Su Jing was an important weapon of the Ming Dynasty.
As long as Su Jing is here, everything is possible!
"Ha ha."
Su Jing smiled and didn't take it seriously. She just said, "Then you and Niu Su have to study hard. It's not enough for me alone."
"Don't worry, Mr. Su, the students will definitely study hard."
Zhu Biao assured Su Jing.
Su Jing touched Zhu Biao's head and nodded: "Then it's up to you."
If Su Jing knew that Zhu Biao in front of him was the Prince of Ming Dynasty, maybe his mood would not be so casual.
After studying the cement, Su Jing recorded the proportions of the formula and then shelved it.
Although it is a "useless" thing, it still needs to be written down.
Thousands of years later, future generations will always discover these things.
As for whether it will be useful or not, Su Jing doesn't care anymore.
It's always good to leave something for posterity.
There are many more such things in Su Jing's private books.
The cost of cement was too high, which made Su Jing realize that it was not easy to reproduce many things that were common in previous lives in ancient times.
When making these inventions, Su Jing also relied on various messy ancient books.
After experimenting with cement, his eyes fell on "alchemy".
Su Jing still knew a little bit about the ancient alchemy technique. It was said to be alchemy, but it was actually a chemical reaction.
The birth of alchemy was for the purpose of seeking immortality.
The idea of immortality comes from Taoism’s idea of becoming an immortal and becoming immortal.
According to "Southern History·Yinyi Zhuan·Tao Hongjing Biography": "Since Hongjing had obtained the secret of the magic talisman, he thought that the magic elixir could be used, but he had no medicine."
Emperor Wu of Liang provided him with gold, cinnabar, Zeng Qing, realgar, etc.
"When combined with Fei Dan, the color is like frost and snow, and the body is light after taking it. The emperor has experienced it after taking Fei Dan, so he respects it."
In Tao Hongjing's "Compendium of Materia Medica", there is a method for measuring potassium nitrate using the flame test.
Su Jing was shocked when she first found it.
Good guy, during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the ancients were already playing with chemistry, and complete methods appeared.
Of course, what Su Jing wanted to learn wasn't alchemy for immortality, he just wanted to prepare something.
Sulfuric acid solution.
During these days, while Su Jing was teaching Zhu Biao and Zhu Ju to study, she spent the whole day studying various alchemy classics.
This surprised both Zhu Biao and Zhu Xi.
Even they know that refining alchemy to seek immortality is an unreliable thing.
But Su Jing is their teacher, so they can't say anything.
Until this day.
"Be careful! Be careful!"
Su Jing stood outside the yard and shouted to a group of workers.
"Ha! Ha~~~~~"
Neat sounds echoed outside the yard.
Then, Zhu Biao and Zhu Ji saw a huge alchemy furnace. With the combined efforts of more than a dozen civilians, it was carried little by little outside Su Jing's yard.
"Boss Su, the door of your courtyard is too small, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in."
A slightly fat boss looked at Su Jing and said.
He was the one who sold this alchemy furnace to Su Jing. Of course, he did not make it himself, but it was passed down from his family.
Su Jing also asked someone to inquire about it, and then bought it at a suitable price.
Su Jing smiled and said: "It's okay, just leave them outside the yard. I'll pay the fee right away, and you can take them away."
The fat boss looked a little confused when Su Jing looked so confident.
Such a big alchemy furnace can't be placed outside the yard, right?
Now that the workers are here, wouldn't the best way be to dismantle the courtyard door first, transport it in, and then rebuild the courtyard door?
After the workers like myself leave, I'm afraid I'll have to pay another freight fee if I find someone else.
But he was not a talkative person. Since Su Jing was so sure, he said with a smile: "Okay."
Su Jing quickly settled the freight, and the fat boss and the porter left.
But one thing remained, and that was the rope wrapped around the alchemy furnace.
"Master Su, do you really want to make elixirs?"
Zhu Biao walked outside the courtyard, looked at the huge alchemy furnace and asked Su Jing.
There was a sense of disbelief in his look and tone.
"What, can't you practice?"
Su Jing asked rhetorically.
Zhu Biao immediately said: "Master Su, this elixir for immortality is nonsense."
"Since ancient times, many emperors have been obsessed with the art of alchemy in order to seek immortality, but their lifespans are not even comparable to those of long-lived people. The student is bold and asks Master Su not to make alchemy."
Zhu Biao's history knowledge is very good, and he also knows a lot about the emperor's records of refining elixirs to seek immortality.
But without exception, these emperors died relatively early.
This is enough to show that alchemy is completely useless.
Of course, the most important thing is that by learning scientific knowledge from Su Jing, Zhu Biao also formed a cognitive view of the imperial examination.
Refining elixirs for immortality goes against the laws of natural development.
It’s unrealistic!
At this moment, he didn't care too much and directly expressed his thoughts to Su Jing.
"Hahahahaha."
Su Jing burst out laughing when she heard Zhu Biao's words.
Zhu Biao was a little confused and didn't know what Su Jing's laughter meant.
Su Jing said: "Niu Yi, who told you that I make elixirs to seek immortality? Your teacher, I am so young, I haven't worried about my life span yet."
In this life, Su Jing is only in her early 20s. No matter what, she deserves to live a good life for several decades.
Zhu Biao was stunned. He had not thought of this.
But that's not right. Wasn't Tang Muzong obsessed with the art of cinnabar and died at the age of thirty?
Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao's still worried face and explained, "Don't worry, your teacher, I won't make fun of my body."
"Now I'll give you a task. Transport this alchemy furnace to the yard, but don't dismantle the door. See if you can think of a way."
(End of chapter)
