"It's hard to believe that such a magical book could appear in the era of various schools of thought. The logic behind the front and back is very detailed, from shallow to deep, and with unique ingenuity. It is really amazing and amazing!"

Xia Shouli was good at math. After seeing "The Origin of Geometry", he couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart...

"Especially in the end, it involves conic curves, spherical geometry, number theory, etc., which is really unfathomable. It seems that if you study it carefully, you will open up another world. It is even more sophisticated and in-depth than "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", which is really unexpected!"

Gu Zhenhua looked at the people who were shocked and sweated, and smiled slightly: "This book was brought by Matteo Ricci, with a total of fifteen volumes. Xu Guangqi and Matteo Ricci collaborated to translate the first six volumes, and the next nine volumes were just translated by Johnson Chan and others. According to Westerners, this book was written two thousand years ago, similar to the era of various schools of thought. What do you think?"

Fang Jianming was frightened and said, "Your Majesty, I know a little bit about the calculation. After reading it, I don't know who is the barbarian!"

"Hahaha!" Gu Zhenhua laughed to the sky: "You guys, don't you think about it? If the West had achieved such achievements two thousand years ago, after two years ago, wouldn't they fly to the sky?"

"Prince, do you think this is a lie?" Xia Shouli asked.

"The knowledge in the book is not a scam, it represents the achievements of Western mathematics. It is just that it may not be something two thousand years ago, and it is very likely written in the name of a predecessor. This is not a new thing. Do you think the "Huangdi Neijing" was written by Huangdi?"

Those who can discuss mathematics with Gu Zhenhua are all extremely talented and nodded: "What the prince said is reasonable, but I didn't expect that Westerners would also apply rouge to their ancestors?"

"What is the West? I am not interested yet. This book tells one thing, that is, we are beginning to fall behind. If the talents from all over the world still focus on the Four Books and Five Classics, I am afraid that one day we will be regarded as backward barbarians!"

Fang Jianming hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, if you want to spread books and encourage research on mathematics, the best way is to introduce this book in the exam. I think some content can be added to this year's official examination."

"It's right. I'll publish the first six volumes immediately and spread widely!"

Gu Zhenhua hates mathematics very much, and his mathematics is also quite bad. But one thing cannot be denied. Mathematics is the foundation of modern science, and the gap between East and West mathematics began in this era. The West took the lead in establishing calculus and analytical geometry, which directly promoted the development of Western science and technology. It left the East behind in one fell swoop.

Westerners can do it. There is no reason for Easterners to do it!

As long as the ship is given a correct guide, modern history should be without any white-skinned things. Gu Zhenhua is full of confidence in the scholars of the Ming Dynasty.

...

"Brother Bai, you are a blessed person!" On the seat near the window of the teahouse, a thin young man in his early twenties grabbed his messy hair and looked sad. A young man sat opposite him, wearing a royal blue shirt, a belt at his waist, and a leather boot. It was the official uniform issued by Gu Zhenhua himself. He looked particularly straight and energetic when wearing it, and his whole body was full of capable spirit.

The "Brother Bai" smiled slightly: "Old Li, who made you hesitate last year and you didn't want to take the exam! When I took the exam last year, I was awarded the ninth rank directly, but this year, I can only start with the clerk!"

Li Yingcong cried and snatched the earth, holding his head to the table: "If you make a mistake, you will be wrong, you shouldn't believe anything. The eight-legged essay in the imperial examination will kill people!"

"Brother Li, let me tell you my heartfelt words. Eight-legged essays have nothing to do with how to become an official. When I first entered the county government, I was responsible for the tax collection. I had already had rules, and except for paying grain, I did not charge any taxes. But when I got to the bottom, a good scripture was read by the crooked monk."

"Oh? Brother Bai, tell me."

"Well, although the prince stipulated that the burden on the people was not allowed to be increased, the farm still had to bear labor. It was necessary to build water conservancy and build roads. As a result, some officials asked the people for money, but they didn't have to work after giving the money. Some people were greedy for comfort, while others were afraid of power, and they all obediently gave money. After doing this, the money fell into the hands of the officials. The water conservancy roads they needed were not built at all, which affected the transportation of military supplies."

"Brother Bai, how did you solve it?"

"What else can I do? I went to more than a dozen farms and explained the truth to the people. Tell them that they must do the work they should do, and they are inevitable to pay. They don't have to do what they shouldn't do, and they don't have to pay at all. The river bank was re-divided, and each farm was assigned the responsibility section, and finally it was done before the rainy season. If I was hit by a disaster, I wouldn't be able to have tea with my brother here!"

Li Yingcong listened carefully and kept nodding: "Yes, I heard before that the minor officials below worked for decades, and they are not afraid of the magistrates. I heard from the man that if you want to be a good official, you really have to start from the bottom and be willing to be able to compete with them!"

While talking, a young man in gray robe suddenly ran in and rushed directly to the middle of the teahouse.

"My dear guys, great news. The royal family has announced the exam days this year. Just two months later, the admissions are twice as high as last year. It only starts with the youngest clerk."

"That's OK. At least you have a job. Besides, the prince said that, no one can get to the top in one step in the future. The county master is Bailihou. He can't manage a county well if he only knows how to do eight-legged essays!"

The young man in gray robe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be busy with me, there is another special subject this year, that is, mathematics. If you can get into mathematics, you will be awarded a ninth-rank official position!"

"What?" Li Yingcong immediately stood up from his seat.

"Chang He, you're not lying, are you?"

"Of course not. The Government Council just posted a detailed rule. It's not easy to calculate. This time, I'm not only taking "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", but also what "Geometry Original" from the West is said to be difficult!"

Li Yingcong didn't care at all, so he ran out, "I don't believe it. I can still have a math problem that stumps me in this life. This ninth-rank official is determined to win!"

...

Overnight, "The Original Geometry", which almost no one knew, became the hottest word in Kaifeng. The printing workshop worked overnight, but it was not enough. Some scholars who couldn't wait copied it themselves.

With the "Original Geometry", Gu Zhenhua also searched for his thoughts and listed all Arabic numerals, punctuation marks, and mathematical characters as a format description and promoted them to all scholars.

These things were nothing at first glance, but soon everyone discovered the mystery, which was both convenient and easy to use! Not only scholars, officials from the yamen, and accountants of the shops gathered in teahouses and other places, and everyone was discussing mathematics lively.

Fan Keqin didn't know these things. He was still happy about these scholars' hard study, but when he saw "The Origin of Geometry", he was stunned. After reading a few pages, he frowned.

"What is this? It's a mess. It's a good scholar. It's simply outrageous if he doesn't study the saints' subtle words, does not study the eight-legged essays, does not sharpen his ambitions, and wastes his energy on the side and left-hand paths!"

The scholar who was hit was furious: "Old man, you have been bragging about it, you shouldn't be angry with the book. This is the textbook for the exam. So many of our classmates are studying hard, why do you slander this book?"

"Hmph, evil ways, what's worth seeing! Don't you understand that the Supreme Master has established virtue, secondly, meritorious, and secondly, there is a reason for establishing words? If you don't have good virtues, how can you do things for the country!"

Fan Keqin blushed and scolded him sternly. The scholars in the teahouse looked at each other, wondering why this old man was crazy.

Bai Yunfeng walked to Fan Keqin with a faint smile on his lips and bowed slightly.

"Old sir, you seem to be a scholar?"

"Hmph!" Fan Keqin snorted coldly.

Bai Yunfeng didn't care and said with a smile: "In order to sum up the three hundred and one poem, you can think of nothing wrong! What is virtue? Do not steal or rob, do not cheat or harm others, respect your parents, love your brothers, do your best to do things, and treat others with sincerity. Doing things depends on your true abilities. I am afraid that you won't be able to rely on virtue alone?"

"Absurd, the saint's subtle words and great righteousness are enough to see a little bit of it throughout his life. It is already a lucky chance. How much can you understand in your class?"

At this time, Li Yingcong also came over and sneered: "The saints do not farm or plant, and they have no food to trap Chen Cai. If everyone in the world is a saint, they will be starved to death in a few days. Old sir, you have a lot of reason, don't talk about it in Kaifeng, it's useless!"

Fan Keqin was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and his goatee was shaking up and down. He Tengjiao behind him couldn't stand it anymore and coughed.

"Young man, how many have you seen and read a few books, you dare to talk about the right and wrong of the saints. It's really crazy! If I'm not polite and ask about your sins, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to take the imperial examination in my life!"

Bai Yunfeng suddenly frowned, his face extremely gloomy, and his eyes were sharply staring at He Tengjiao.

"Old sir, can you ask if you are an official from Kaifeng?"

"No! But I am the Minister of War. Are you not qualified to discipline you?"

"Hmph, everything has rules, and it is not up to one person to decide whether it can be taken or not. According to the old man, it is not what a second-rank official said. Fortunately, you didn't care about Henan, otherwise I wouldn't know how many people would suffer!"

“Bad talk!”

He Tengjiao is known for his loyalty, but he was taught a lesson by a young man. How could he bear it? The old man had a hair and hair.

"You are the ones who learn the leniency and read evil books, and have their minds destroyed by the barbarians. I advise you to turn back as soon as possible and not to mislead others' mistakes!"

Li Yingcong smiled indifferently: "Sir Shangshu, the way of Confucius and Mencius has made the court like this. You high officials don't know how to reflect on it. In the past few years of the new policy, Henan has undergone earth-shaking changes. Who is better and who is bad, is in front of you. Who is wrong? People all over the world can see clearly!"

"Brother Yun Cong, don't tell them!" Fan Keqin grabbed He Tengjiao's sleeve and said sternly: "Let's go, let's go and find Gu Zhenhua and ask him to give an explanation, otherwise I will be killed before the Holy Driving!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!