Chapter 200 Dongfeng Express

Kong Ming and Pang Tong sat upright, looking at the light curtain with a serious face.

The people in the Chengdu government office were basically the same, even Zhang Fei took out a pen and planned to do his part.

As the "disappointed person" in the light curtain, it is natural for him to know how to farm.

Therefore, he can understand the importance of things like the water power plant and the curved plow. Before coming to Yizhou, the prosperous Gong'an and Jiangling were also seen by everyone.

Although the relationship between them cannot be clearly sorted out, looking at the prosperity of later generations, everyone also understands:

This science is a top-notch thing.

Therefore, everyone present neither wants nor dares to neglect it.

But the first thing everyone feels is surprise and disbelief:

"This mathematics is so important?"

The king of science! The mother of science! The title is simple and straightforward, so it can go straight into people's hearts.

If we make an analogy, these mathematical classics are almost equivalent to Confucius and Mencius to Confucianism, right?

Almost instantly, Kong Ming understood the meaning of the younger generation's tone of regret.

Confucius's name has been passed down through the ages, and his descendants have enjoyed his grace for thousands of years without decline.

What about the sage who wrote the three mathematical classics? Like Chen Baoguang's wife, his name is unknown.

The name of a great craftsman is rarely seen in unofficial history, but the rice bugs of aristocratic families are eternal.

For a moment, Kong Ming and Pang Tong looked at each other, feeling a little ashamed.

But at the same time, Kong Ming also solved a doubt in his heart:

"No wonder that although Guangmu praised the prosperous Tang Dynasty before, he rarely mentioned the achievements of the Tang Dynasty other than civil governance and military achievements."

Pang Tong also understood that the Tang Dynasty inherited the old system, and the aristocratic families were originally dying, but as a result, the Tang Dynasty quickly became strong, and the aristocratic families turned into aristocratic families and came back to life.

But if that's the case, the Tang Dynasty relied on its strong military power to extend its national life for 300 years, otherwise it would have perished long ago!

Now that the Tang Emperor knows the value of mathematics, he will not suppress literature and promote mathematics, right?

As a result, the poet saints, poet immortals, and poet kings of the prosperous Tang Dynasty became mathematic saints, mathematic immortals, and mathematic kings?

When the dignitaries visited each other, the "masters" would list a series of math problems, and then those who wanted to rise to the top in one step would bury their heads in rapid calculations, and only the best in math could become "disciples"?

For a moment, Pang Tong was amused by his own idea.

However, the literary style seemed to be flourishing in later generations, otherwise Pang Tong would write "The Biography of Mathematicians in the Prosperous Tang Dynasty" under the name of Erfeng?

It is reasonable that the phoenix chick will grow up to be Erfeng.

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Li Shimin didn't know much about math, but he still ate a "lemon" accurately, and his mouth was full of sourness:

"Why did the Song Dynasty benefit from the revival of math after the Northern and Southern Dynasties?"

Li Shimin didn't need to answer this question, because the light curtain had already made it clear, the aristocratic family.

"Half of the empire's financial revenue went into his family."

Li Shimin's eyes were red, and he, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, became a long-term worker of that generation?

This sentence was too explicit, and Li Shimin, who had been on the throne for two years, was a little eager to make a move, and missed the time when he was wearing military uniform and riding a horse.

Finance is the foundation of the country. If half of the foundation is eaten up by this family of parasites, how can the country not fall?

At this moment, the civil and military officials in Ganlu Hall reached a simple consensus: this family, which has been severely damaged by the Northern and Southern Dynasties, cannot become stronger!

Du Ruhui thought more clearly:

Instead of living like Bo Ling Cui, compiling a family tree that was burned down by the chaotic world, why not record your name in the prosperous times?

As the light curtain narrated, everyone looked over. They also wanted to see how powerful the wisdom of the people in the Song Dynasty was.

[Speaking of the Song Dynasty, it is inevitable to mention the four great inventions that have influenced the progress of civilization in the world: gunpowder, compass, papermaking, and printing.

These four basically all appeared before the Song Dynasty:

Gunpowder, as the name suggests, is a medicine that can catch fire. It is the result of Taoist alchemy. Our ancestors dared to eat this kind of thing. We can only praise that they are not afraid of death.

Fireworks were invented in the Tang Dynasty based on gunpowder, and it is still a must-have for our festivals.

During the Song-Jin War, gunpowder began to be used in wars on a large scale, and the world's earliest artillery was manufactured, and modern warfare began from then on.

The first thing that appeared on the screen was a Taoist priest with a fairy-like appearance. He was seen solemnly putting several things into the alchemy furnace one by one, roasting them on the fire, and then the alchemy furnace exploded on the spot without giving face, and the Taoist priest became a fried chicken and fell down with his head raised.

Li Shimin's face darkened a little. The light curtain said that he seemed to have taken elixirs in his later years. He still remembered that this thing was made in this way? And it can also explode?

These alchemists are really people who deserve to die!

The scene changed, and on a brightly lit tower, a group of young people wearing extremely gorgeous Tang Dynasty costumes were seen, smiling happily and looking forward to the sky.

Soon, dozens of flames were winding up to the sky in the distance.

Just when the officials of Zhenguan thought it was nothing special, the flames suddenly exploded, and the whole sky was as bright as day, and colorful stars were neatly arranged in the sky, forming a magnificent picture.

"This is really a prosperous picture!" Empress Changsun couldn't help but whispered.

Not only Li Shimin, but all the civil and military officials were shocked for a while: Is this what human power can do? Is this science? Is this the power of the people?

Fang Xuanling was closer to the light curtain, and at this time he read out the annotation next to this scene:

"Luoyang Yingtian Gate, 2023 Lantern Festival Fireworks Gala"

Li Shimin was in a complicated mood. After the light curtain was pulled away, he recognized that this was the Zetian Gate that he ordered to be burned!

As for why the name was changed, he immediately had an answer in his heart: Wu Zetian! taboo!

For a moment, the emperor felt even more mixed emotions, but the light curtain ignored him and the screen continued to rotate.

Next, a group of pictures quickly switched: a simple iron cylinder, a man with only a braid on his head lit a huge cannon next to him, and a group of blond and blue-eyed foreigners pulled out a huge cannon that looked like a city wall.

The emperor and his ministers, who had seen fireworks, said that they were in a stable mood, and then Li Shiqi and Li Jing stood up with heavy breathing.

They saw an iron pillar flying up and almost invisible in the sky, then it quickly passed over the plains, mountains and lakes, and finally hit a ship on the sea, which was blown into pieces and sank into the sea.

The picture turned, and in a house with light curtains on the walls, a group of people shouted loudly to congratulate each other, and the five-pointed stars on their hats were shining.

Li Shi𪟝 also read out the annotation next to it:

"Dongfeng Express... Mission accomplished?"

At this moment, Li Shi𪟝 felt boundless awe for future generations. This method was not even heard in the legends of gods and ghosts.

What if the Dongfeng Express attacked the enemy's generals?

The Ganlu Palace was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone thought of the Taoist priest who had made an elixir and blew himself up. It felt very unreal:

How could this Taoist's method of seeking death be so powerful that it could scare away gods and ghosts?

[Papermaking is the same as printing.

Cai Lun of the Eastern Han Dynasty improved papermaking, workers of the Tang Dynasty invented Xuan paper, and the Song Dynasty studied the experience of previous generations and invented bamboo paper and rice and wheat straw paper with lower cost and selling price.

During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Buddhism and Taoism competed with each other. In order to spread the doctrine, it may be that the Taoists at that time invented woodblock printing.

Also in the Song Dynasty, after the invention of bamboo paper, printing also developed rapidly, and color overprinting technology was invented. Printing can basically be used in all industries.

The mass-printed Confucian bamboo paper books were extremely cheap, and culture began to spread rapidly, and modern culture set sail. 】

In the Chengdu government office, everyone was speechless after being shocked by the fireworks derived from gunpowder and Dongfeng Express.

They had seen the hellish battlefield in the future before, but they never thought that the source of everything was the gunpowder of the alchemists.

At this time, looking at the scenery in the light curtain, Zhang Fei stretched out his finger and poked Kong Ming:

"Military Advisor, look, papermaking."

Kong Ming said nothing, watching the workers in the workshop go through various processes to make sheets of whiter paper than snow.

Then the scene turned, and another Taoist priest was struggling to carve something on a piece of wood with his butt sticking out.

He cheered, dipped one side of the wooden board in ink, and gently pressed it on the paper, and a paper full of characters appeared.

The Taoist priest on the light curtain laboriously carved pieces of wooden boards, and finally pressed them one by one to print, and the cut papers were bound together, and the title page was "Xuan Dan Lu".

Kong Ming pointed at the light curtain and said to Liu Bei confidently:

"My Lord, we are not far from achieving this goal!"

Printing technology has been studied for a long time. There are already special craftsmen for embossing and intaglio in the public security department, and the cheaper bamboo paper has also begun to be trial-produced.

Last month, Kong Ming wrote to his wife, asking her to send a team of papermakers to open a paper mill in Chengdu to study bamboo paper. After all, there are indeed a lot of bamboos in Chengdu.

Therefore, Kong Ming has some confidence in papermaking and printing, but soon the content in the light curtain shocked him.

The picture in the light curtain turned, and a huge building appeared. A few big words next to the door showed the name of this place:

National Library of China.

The picture flew up again and drilled into the entrance, and then everyone in the Chengdu government office said "Oh~" at the same time.

What did they see? As far as the eye can see, above the head and below the ground, there are all books.

The light curtain cruised between the bookshelves, so fast that they could not distinguish the name of each book at all, and could only see the general classification.

"Ancient Chinese history...Modern Chinese history."

"Chinese classical literature...Han Fu, Tang poetry, Song Ci, Yuan opera."

"Philosophy, religion, general social sciences."

The light curtain finally closed, and the people in Chengdu Fu Ya understood the collection:

The collection of documents is 620,000 volumes!

Too much! A glimpse of it made the people in Chengdu Fu Ya almost crazy.

The knowledge of later generations is so close to them, but it is out of reach!

"Ahhh, the younger generation is hateful! Let me watch from a distance and not let me like even one book!"

"If I can get all the books in their collection, why worry about the prosperity of the Han Dynasty? Why worry about not being able to govern the country and pacify the world?"

"I wish I could become a ghost of the Chinese people in the future, live in it to read the books, and sleep in it to read the documents."

Everyone in Chengdu Fu Ya looked sad. After all, the Eastern Han Dynasty had a culture of learning since its founding, and the thirst for knowledge was extremely strong.

When they saw the library in the light curtain, there was only one thought in their minds:

This is the treasure of all ages.

[The compass promoted the development of navigation in the Song Dynasty. It is all nonsense to say too much about it.

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