Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

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The sky above Izumo Temple was still full of smoke, and the Taoists were busy, even if Zhao Shu came, he did not stop.

On the left is a cannon with a metallic glow.

She Hui came to salute.

This transformation from Taoist to steel madman is very natural. It is reported that Izuno Temple can no longer see a red furnace, and those heavy metal raw materials can no longer be seen.

As the No. 1 steel expert under Shen An, She Hui has made great contributions to the steel industry of Song Dynasty in recent years.

Looking at his dark face, Han Qi felt that there were too few such people, and praised: "Looking at you being black like this, you can see that you are focused on doing things. Da Song now lacks people like you. ,after……"

He patted She Hui's shoulder, "Is it more than forty this year?"

She Hui's face was dumbfounded, "Han Xiang, three out of sixty."

Uh!

Han Qi looked at this unremarkable face: "Are you two years older than the poor?" He wanted to vomit blood and felt that he had lived terribly in sixty-one years.

"Yeah!" She Hui looked disapproving, thinking that the monarchs were really sticks.

"He is sixty-three?" Zhao Shu was also shocked.

This looks at more than forty shehui, there are really sixty-three?

Take a look at these monarchs, looking at the sad ones with old faces, 37-year-old Zhao Shu is better, but there are more wrinkles between the eyebrows, and the temples have white hair.

Take another look at the black hair of She Hui, who can't see the wrinkles on her face, and she is envious!

More than forty!

Looking at She Hui, Han Qi felt that her heart was choking, as if something was stuck there, it was uncomfortable.

"What's your secret?" It's not uncommon for an emperor to be obsessed with longevity. Zhao Shu thought he could live a few decades longer. "But convinced to meditate?"

In his view, since panacea is not reliable, it can only be meditated by convincing, and health and longevity with nature.

This is a universal perception, and it is the same for future generations.

"Poor Dao ..." She Hui thought for a while, "Poor Dao didn't meditate for seven or eight years."

Uh!

Is there any unknown trick?

The gentleman could not help but secretly think, if I could get the secret today, that would be an unexpected joy!

"Then why do you look so young?" Han Qi hoped he could live a hundred years old, be the prime minister to be ninety-nine years old, and be the official in the last year, return home to be praised by his children, and then die safely.

"Young?" She Hui touched her black face. "The poor people get up every day to wash and eat breakfast, and then they get steel, and they also eat lunch, and continue to eat after dinner ... Eat dinner ..."

"At night ..." Han Qi's "you know" gesture, "What is there at night?"

There are many secret methods of Taoism. She Hui is doing exercises at night.

"At night, the poor road is very busy." She Hui felt that the brains of these group of monarchs were faulty. before."

"Are you thinking about this all day?" Han Qi thinks this person is really amazing.

"Yes." She Hui was impatient.

Zeng Gongliang praised: "This is to concentrate on doing things, and live a long life naturally."

"less!"

"It's easy to eat."

A group of emperors summed up awkwardly, and then came the artillery test.

"It's all wrong," She Hui murmured, then said, "But it's not far enough here."

The artillery fired, the range was too far, and Izumo Kan could not test the charge.

"Try out of town."

The crowd went to a remote place outside the city, and then tested.

"boom!"

The artillery roared, and then someone found the impact point to calculate the distance.

After several times, Zhao Shu said with satisfaction; "Compared with the bronze gun."

"Try the biggest charge."

So more and more artillery was charged, and the princes retreated farther and farther.

"boom!"

After waiting for the rifle, She Hui took off the charcoal pen on her ear and wrote it in her palm, saying, "Ninety percent more medicines are loaded, Dao Brother, just fine."

Shen An arched his hands, "It's hard work."

"Small things, there are still things in the poor Taoist temple, so let's leave first."

She Huiji, then did not ride a horse, just walked so fast.

"It really is a strange person!"

Everyone looked at his background and couldn't help but sigh.

"It would be nice if the old man could be like him." Han Qi didn't hide his envy, Fu Bi said: "That's simple, just be a monk. If Han Xiangruo lacks arrogance, the old man can pay for it."

Han Qi sneered at him: "If you haven't recovered the drawing today, you should wait for the job."

Fu Bi was silent.

He had to thank Shen An for this, so he bowed his hands.

Seeing the old guy deflated, Han Qi couldn't help but be happy.

It's really cool to expose short!

Zhao Shu stood beside the bomb-bore artillery and thought thoughtfully: "It used to be a bronze gun, but now it is a steel gun, so can there be improvements in the future?"

"Yes." In Shen An's eyes, these artillery pieces are just the most primitive form.

The point is that now he needs to give Zhao Shu chicken blood, so that he can look at the miscellaneous knowledge.

"Your Majesty, in the study of the Academy, the shape of the artillery is quite different from this."

"Oh! Then you talk about it." Zhao Shu was very interested.

"The artillery in the future will be larger and made of steel, and this type of artillery is not an iron bomb, but a new type of artillery shell. This kind of artillery shell is filled with strong gunpowder and explodes after landing ... That power ... "

Shen An saw artillery seen on various channels in later generations.

That power can be called earth-shattering!

"How about the power of the explosion on the floor?" Zhao Shu thought for a while and felt like a gunpowder jar.

"Then the artillery came over and if it fell in the political hall, the entire political hall would be gone."

Afterwards, not to mention the 203 heavy artillery, a 155 shell fell in the political affairs hall, that power could sweep.

I go!

So ruthless?

Everyone couldn't help but linger for a while, and then Han Qi questioned: "What gunpowder is that so powerful?"

Zhao Shu also felt wrong, "I have seen gunpowder cans, and no matter how big the gunpowder cans are, there is no such power. Can the things shot with the guns be bigger than this? Isn't the guns ...

He felt that the artillery was at least as thick as the city gate, so that the artillery wouldn't be able to pull when it was pulled.

"Officials, there is a class in the college called chemistry."

Shen An explained: "Students are constantly studying various substances, and these substances will undergo rapid changes when certain conditions are applied. For example, gunpowder explosion, this is the change that occurs when several things are mixed together and ignited. .

From the perspective of miscellaneous knowledge, there are countless magical things in nature that are worth pursuing, but we ca n’t just use them. For example, for rice, after harvesting, we have to dry the shell and then add water to boil ...

Countless experiments have proved that after mixing many substances together and applying various conditions, you will get many interesting things. The more powerful gunpowder is one of the college's goals. "

The old-fashioned gunpowder will surely be eliminated, and no one knows it better than Shen An. In the college, the words nitric acid and sulfuric acid have appeared frequently.

"It's just a corner, can you figure out so many things?" The number one Shen Qiu Bao Zheng got out of his way, and the face of the person who just pumped it in one sentence hurt.

"This is miscellaneous." Shen Anji held up the knife.

A group of people pondered Confucianism and pondered a lot of things, but that was the way.

What about surgery?

Without art, Tao is a castle in the sky, and the wind blows down.

So Jingkang Shame, the Battle of Yashan ...

So the emperor killed himself at Meishan ...

"Confucianism is the Tao." Shen An said seriously: "Miscellaneous learning is just art. The two are indispensable."

At this moment, it is impossible to abandon Confucianism. This idea is very dangerous, and countless counterattacks can kill a hundred Shen An.

And he also felt that Confucianism was essential.

Dad, you are the Tao, the Tao above you, think about it, think about what kind of gas, what reason ...

And our miscellaneous knowledge is the people of the lower ribs, and they are only worthy of doing experiments that those inferior talents are interested in.

This is just a gesture.

Sure enough, Zhao Shu's expression relaxed, and said with a smile: "A country must not only have Tao, but technique is also essential."

Ha ha!

Shen An is thinking, in another 20 years, miscellaneous studies will be everywhere like weeds. By that time, who can stop the vitality of miscellaneous studies?

Miscellaneous learning is the ability, is the ability to use.

How many Jinshi?

All the people in the world go to squeeze the duo bridge, what if they can't get through it? All the previous books have been read in vain.

So at this time, miscellaneous studies began to be proud.

I smirked.

I smirked.

Shen An's pure look made Zhao Shu very relieved.

Be insulted, okay.

The princes went back to their own, but Bianliang exploded.

"The official family asked Shen An to go to the palace once a day and specialize in miscellaneous studies."

Yu Shitai, Lu Huo is writing Shushu. After hearing this news, he slowly looked up, "Guan's family is crazy?"

The comer smiled bitterly: "The official family later went to Izumo Temple."

"It must be crazy."

Lu Hu suddenly roared, "all crazy!"

He hurriedly searched for Sima Guang, "Jun Shi, the official family is crazy."

"Shut up!" Sima Guang shouted: "No nonsense!"

Lu Zhao's eyes are all red. "That's miscellaneous. How can we get into the room?"

Sima Guangmuran.

"Jun Shi, once the miscellaneous studies enter the room, the world will follow suit."

Many people do not know the weight of Confucianism, thinking that a new doctrine will soon gain a foothold, that is nonsense.

Man is an egoistic animal ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ All people in the world are studying Confucianism, which is an exclusive behavior. The grassland is so big, Confucianism is the sheep eating grass, you get a miscellaneous school to grab grass with us to eat, and you do n’t blame if you do n’t kill you.

This has nothing to do with what is learned, it is just a dispute of interests.

This kind of conflict of interests can be traced back to thousands of years ago.

You have to say that everyone sees the benefits, and they should tout the miscellaneous knowledge with joy, then you overestimate human nature.

Shen An dared to bet that if there were party struggles now, the implementation of the New Deal would require the help of miscellaneous knowledge. Han Qi and others would definitely suppress miscellaneous knowledge and only allow it to spread in a small area.

This is a dispute between Confucianism and the interests.

After many years of inheritance, Confucianism is like a gene, which has been engraved in their bone marrow and cannot be changed.

But now Shen An took advantage of this opportunity for party struggle and pushed out the miscellaneous school.

This is a good time to master, and only Bao Zheng, who knows him best, will know.

At the beginning of the second day, Shen An entered the palace with teaching materials.

He happened to meet Zaifu who came out.

Han Qi looked at him and nodded, "Finance."

Zaifu has no fools, and Han Qi and others now relax their shackles in miscellaneous studies and feel that they can be suppressed in the future.

Shen An felt this was delusion. Once the miscellaneous knowledge is released, no one can stop it!

Ha ha!

He smiled, "Yes."

Bao Zhengtou smiled comfortably. As the person who knew Shen An best, he knew what Shen An was doing, but he ignored those traditions and interests, and was just happy for Shen An.

Shen An bowed.

Without Bao Zheng's caress, his road would not be so smooth.

Thanks a lot.

He walked into the palace slowly, the sunrise fell on him, and the whole person seemed to be shining.

This is the first day that miscellaneous knowledge pushes the door of this world ...