"Song Yingxing, Song Yingxing, why do you think this name is so familiar?"

After a day of traveling and resting, Wu Kaijie turned around the house for a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Hurry up, go and bring the book "The Art of Heaven and the Works"!"

The man nodded quickly and searched in the book box. Wu Kaijie thought they were too slow and rushed over and took out a thick book.

"That's right, it's him!" Wu Kaijie said excitedly: "Go and invite Mr. Song over. Oh no, I should be the one who I personally invite. The prince values ​​people, and he should be respectful to the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the wise and the

Wu Kaijie hurriedly sorted out his clothes, and went directly to find Song Yingxing with "The Work of Heaven" in his arms.

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"Brother Chang Geng, you are also a Jinshi. As the saying goes, a gentleman is not a weapon, and governing the country depends on the saint's subtle words and righteousness. If there is a great chaos today, you should be more careful of the military man's autocracy and chaos in politics. How can you still help them speak!"

A red-robed official in his early fifties sat opposite Song Yingxing, who was Yu Suiran, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites. He and Song Yingxing were in the same year as Jinshi, and they had a good relationship. As soon as today's affairs ended, he rushed over.

Song Yingxing's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Yu, you may not know that metallurgy is important. Now that it can make springs, it means that it can create more powerful cannons and sharper muskets. The Tatars' riding and shooting are unparalleled, and there is also the saying that the Jurchen soldiers are invincible. If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapons. If you have sharp firearms, it is not impossible to restore the old. This time, Your Majesty's command in person is the reason for this?"

Yu Suiran shook his head flatly and said, "Brother Chang Geng. The military strategy is that attacking the heart is the best, and attacking the city is the best. The rule of the world depends on morality and people's hearts. It is not weapons. Gu Zhenhua ruled the lower part of Qiu Ba, and the businessmen were arrogant, and they were profit-oriented everywhere, and ignored the laws of the ancestors. If this continues, the Ming Dynasty will sooner or later collapse. What is particularly rampant is that Gu Zhenhua and his minions actually attacked the saints, and their intentions were so sinister. Sooner or later, indulge such traitors..."

"Don't say it!" Song Yingxing stopped Yu Suiran and said coldly: "I don't appreciate what His Highness the King of Liao did, but it would be too much for you to say that he is a traitor. If the Ming Dynasty had no longer had he been out of him, I would have fallen into the hands of the Tartars long ago. We all shave our hair and change our clothes and become slaves of foreign races. We should respect His Highness the King of Liao and never slander them!"

"Hmph, Brother Chang Geng, we are all disciples of Confucius and Mencius. We have no court for thousands of years, but we have an eternal Taoist tradition. The important things are gone, so why do we scholars do? That's all. Brother Chang Geng think about it carefully!"

Yu Suiran turned around and left, and arrived at the door of the house. He happened to run into Wu Kaijie head-on.

"Hmph! I'm lucky to be promoted!"

He glared at Wu Kaijie fiercely, turned around and left.

"Bah, I dare to pretend to be a big guy in front of me. Believe it or not, I will peel you off!" Wu Kaijie thought to himself and said that it would be great if I didn't cause trouble for you. He dared to be arrogant with me and would not look in the mirror!

He was determined to find Yu Suiran's bad luck, but then he thought that the most urgent thing was to bring Song Yingxing over, which was more important than anything else.

"Mr. Song, please come and see you."

Song Yingxing walked out and saw that it was Wu Kaijie, so he forced a smile.

"It's Lord Wu. I am a little tired. If you have any questions, please tell me later!"

"No." Wu Kaijie hurriedly said: "Mr. Song, I have something to ask you for advice. How can you keep people from thousands of miles away?"

A complex look flashed in Song Yingxing's eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "Mr. Wu, Song is just an irrelevant little official. Please find another clever one!"

"Mr. Song, this is a must for you."

Song Yingxing was forced to nod, so he nodded: "Mr. Wu, please come in first. I'm afraid that Song is old and stupid and can't help much."

Wu Kaijie followed into the room and smiled and said, "Mr. Song, I don't believe anyone can forget what he wrote. You can take a look at this first!"

As he said that, Wu Kaijie put the "Natural Works of Heaven" in front of Song Yingxing.

When Song Yingxing saw it, his eyes lit up. He grabbed the book and looked through it carefully. He saw that the edges of the book were painted black, and it was full of text marked and annotated, with almost no empty space.

"Wu, Lord Wu, have you seen it?"

"Hahaha, not only I have seen it, but also the prince has seen it. Not only that, but even the craftsmen in the arsenal have a copy."

When Song Yingxing heard this, he immediately sat on the chair, motionless.

This book "The Art of Heaven" was written by him during his tenth period in Jiangxi. It took him five or six years to publish it. It was the first publication in the tenth year of Chongzhen.

The works that have devoted a lot of effort are not as popular as expected. Song Yingxing paid out of his own pocket, printed fifty books and gave them more than thirty old books to his relatives and friends. Most of them were abandoned, and the remaining ten books were left at his home, and no one cared about them.

In fact, if you think about it, you will know that the literati are now staring at the imperial examinations and the Four Books and Five Classics. Those who are exploring a wide range of knowledge also focus on poetry and essays. They will never be interested in the technology of industry and agriculture.

The flowers bloomed in the wall and the fragrance outside the wall. Song Yingxing never expected that someone was interested in his books and it was widely spread. His hands and feet were trembling with excitement.

Looking at Song Yingxing's appearance, Wu Kaijie was shocked: "Mr. Song, it's wrong for us to engrave your book privately. I will present the manuscript fee with both hands!"

"Mr. Wu, you helped Song spread his writings. Song was too grateful to him, so how could he ask for money! I should thank you!"

If Gu Zhenhua was present, I was afraid that he would tremble all over with excitement. Look at his awareness, it was so many times better than the scholars who worked hard for copyright in the future!

Song Yingxing walked back and forth excitedly: "Mr. Wu, when Song was writing the book, he had no support, could not verify the right or wrong, and there were no like-minded people. He could proofread one or two and work behind closed doors, and there were inevitably some mistakes. He originally wanted to make careful revisions, but his age was increasing, and he was not able to complete it for a long time. It was a pity!"

Wu Kaijie smiled and said, "Mr. Song, it's not to be hiding it. The records in your book are basically true, but there are also some inappropriate points. Craftsmen from all over the world point out the flaws. If you are interested, you can reorganize one. The prince and we are all looking forward to it!"

Song Yingxing frowned and asked, "Mr. Wu, His Highness of the King of Liao leads troops to fight. If you don't read military books, how can you read my books?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Song, you are unreasonable now. Who said that those who lead the troops can't read your books?"

"No, no, that's not what it means. It's just that since Song wrote this book, no one of his friends around him was interested, but he didn't expect that they would be widely circulated in An**. It was really unexpected!"

"That's because they have no vision." Wu Kaijie smiled and said, "The book records machinery, bricks, ceramics, sulfur, candles, paper, weapons, gunpowder, textiles, dyeing, salt making, coal mining, oil pressing, etc. It is related to weapons, people's livelihood, and people can sell overseas and earn gold and silver. Nothing is not the national economy and people's livelihood. If the army wants to win the battle, it needs sufficient food and salary, and the weapons must be excellent. Not to mention the distant ones, you wrote a method of making brass in the book, which can be used to make cannons, mines, and bullets. Not to mention the prince, there are many generals in the army who read your works."

Wu Kaijie became happier the more he spoke. He spitted stars flew everywhere, but Song Yingxing was like an old monk entering a state of meditation, his eyes were dull, which scared him.

"Song, Mr. Song, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay!" Song Yingxing came back to his senses and sighed: "Oh, Lord Wu, Song never expected that my hard work, my classmates and friends, Nian brothers and brothers, only An** is my soulmate. I feel uncomfortable!"

Wu Kaijie sympathized with Song Yingxing's loneliness and said, "Mr. Song, the King of Liao attaches importance to practical learning and opposes empty talk. "The Art of Heaven" "Dream of Dreams", "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and other things that were thrown aside by scholars in the past have been published and widely circulated. To be ashamed, there are a lot of books in the Celestial Empire, but there are not many useful things. Many books on astronomical mathematics have to be introduced from the Western Barbarians. When I think of this, the prince couldn't help but feel anxious!"

Song Yingxing couldn't help asking, "Mr. Wu, what's there to worry about? I don't understand?"

"Mr. Song, when Zheng He went to the West at the beginning of the country, the Ming Dynasty's national strength was unbearable and it was inevitable that it would be interrupted. However, the frequent arrival of Western barbarians over the years means that their national strength has surpassed the Ming Dynasty, and they have surpassed the Ming Dynasty in these useful knowledge. How can we not be anxious? Sir, you have great talents, but you have spent it on the officialdom and wasted intrigues and deceptions. It is a pity for us to be sent to you!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!