imperial psychologist

Chapter 357 Psychological Lecture Notes
The cabinet valet, the gray-haired Sun Beiji, was also covered with a blanket.His head slid slowly to one side, then he woke up with a start.

Sun Beiji opened his eyes, and there was a faint light outside the window.

"Shouzhong," Sun Beiji closed his eyes a few times, "What time is it?"

"Yin time is almost over." Zhang Shouzhong put down his pen, "Mr. Ge, please sleep a little longer?"

Sun Beiji shook his head, he casually hung the blanket on the back of the chair, and then slowly stood up.

"Is there any news from the camp in the south of the city?" Sun Beiji asked softly.

"Not yet." Zhang Shouzhong replied, "Didn't the emperor say yesterday that he would wait until three quarters in the afternoon? It's still early."

Sun Beiji was noncommittal.

Although the emperor said it was three o'clock in the afternoon, the girl said it was after dawn.

The old man walked slowly to the door of the value room and looked up at the blue morning sky above his head.

It's almost dawn.

Looking at Sun Beiji's back, Zhang Shouzhong said in a low voice, "Mr. Ge, don't worry too much. The whole city is under martial law outside. With so many soldiers guarding the south of the city, nothing will go wrong."

Sun Beiji lowered his eyes, "Do you believe that Bo Ling can really find out the golden spies among the refugees before noon?"

"I believe." Zhang Shouzhong replied almost immediately.

Sun Beiji turned around slowly, "...why?"

"Has Mr. Ge not read that "Psychological Handout" yet?" Zhang Shouzhong asked softly.

"Psychological Lectures"?
This name was a little strange to Sun Beiji's ears.

Seeing Sun Beiji's puzzled expression, Zhang Shouzhong understood a little bit, and he reminded, "Not long ago, the prince mentioned a manuscript and said that we can go to the palace to read it at any time. Do you still have any impressions of the booklet that you learned and made?"

Only then did Sun Beiji let out a soft "ah", remembering this incident.

That's right, Emperor Jianxi ordered people to copy two copies and gave them to Zhang Shenxian and Prince Gong respectively.

He briefly flipped through two pages, but didn't read them carefully.

"How about this Handout?"

"Wonderful." Zhang Shouzhong said in a low voice, "I can only think of these two words to describe it. There are a lot of things involved, including calculations, medical theory... and some, I don't know how to classify them. It is interesting, and its analysis is penetrating, in short, it is rarely seen and unheard of.”

Sun Beiji showed a little surprise—he knew Zhang Shouzhong was picky about his reading, and there were very few books that could get such a high evaluation from him.

"So good?"

"Yes, but the shortcomings are also obvious." Zhang Shouzhong said softly, "This Bai Siyao probably hasn't compiled many books. Although he can see some logic in the writing, some chapters are messy and the language is obscure. It was almost impossible to read, and I had to bite the bullet to finish it."

Sun Beiji nodded, "Since it's a handout, it has to cooperate with the master's teaching... I'm curious about what exactly she wrote in the article to make you so impressed by Shouzhong."

Zhang Shouzhong stood up, helped Sun Beiji back to the chair, and began to talk about Bo Ling's books in detail.

He has always had a photographic memory, and he can memorize those silly concepts after reading them once. However, since Sun Beiji asked, he skipped the so-called brain division, perception research and experimental design, and turned to And talked about thought experiments and animal experiments one after another.

Zhang Shouzhong first talked about Carl Sagan's fire dragon;
Then there's Seligman's dog;
Thorndike's cat;
Skinner's pigeon;

And Harlow's macaque...

Berlin erased the names of all psychologists in the lecture notes, and gave them names such as "Kar" and "King".

And beyond that, she did her best to describe everything she knew.

These experiments have spanned several centuries, and are the condensation of the brain intelligence of the most intelligent group of human beings.

They are so miraculous and graceful that Sun Beiji listened to them with great fascination.

From Festinger's cognitive dissonance to Asch's conformity experiment, to Stanford's simulated prison... During Zhang Shouzhong's narration, the sky outside gradually became brighter.

Sun Beiji had already lost all sleepiness, and he hadn't had this kind of mental shock experience for a long time after joining the cabinet.

He vaguely felt that this "Psychological Lecture Notes" seemed to put people and crowds in a position to be observed.

It tries to get rid of all plausible sophistry, and tries to understand the complexity of the human heart with a clear paradigm.

But it itself is so complex and chaotic, full of criticism and strife among schools of thought.

"This is only a small part," Zhang Shouzhong said softly, "it's the easiest part in the book."

Sun Beiji let out a long sigh.

He suddenly wanted to go to Prince Gong's mansion again, and read through the manuscript of the "Psychological Lecture Notes" carefully.

"Ge Lao should be able to understand now why I trust this pharmacist so much." Zhang Shouzhong said with a smile, "I just wait for the mystery at noon today to be revealed to see what kind of means she will use today Search for gold thieves among men."

Sun Beiji nodded.

People who can hold such a world in their hearts will not do reckless and unreasonable things.

All of a sudden, the worries and sentiments that had been entrenched in my heart before were swept away.

Sun Beiji also looked forward to it.

……

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Jianxi was also behind the gauze curtain, flipping through Bo Ling's original manuscript page by page, and every time he finished reading a page, he casually threw the manuscript paper on the ground beside him.

Emperor Jianxi threw one, and Huang Chongde bent down to pick one up.

"Don't pick it up," said Emperor Jianxi with a pale complexion, "It made me dizzy."

Huang Chongde stepped aside and answered "yes" softly.

Emperor Jianxi didn't leave the manuscript, he whispered, "How long have Song Bozong and the others been waiting outside?"

Huang Chongde glanced at the hourglass not far away, "It should be... almost an hour."

"Let them in."

After a series of slight footsteps, Song Na helped the elderly Song Bozong slowly into the corridor of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The faces of both of them were somewhat gloomy.

Song Bozong held a flat jade box in his arms, and inside it was Qin Tianjian's explanation of the recent comet attacking the moon.

This is already the fourth version of the explanation given by Qin Tianjian.

This time, it was almost Song Na himself who took the pen and revised a version for them. After sending the three Qintian supervisors to prison, he finally revised this version.

The two knelt before the emperor.

Emperor Jianxi didn't even lift the curtain, "How about it, let's talk."

"Return to Your Majesty." Song Bozong said softly, "Through the joint efforts of dozens of officials from the Qin Tianjian, they found a real new solution. Please... Your Majesty have a look."

"I don't want to read it." Emperor Jianxi said disgustedly, "You answer me directly!"

Song Bozong nodded, tremblingly took out the piece of paper from the jade box, pretended to read it carefully, and then said softly, "Your Majesty, this is not a punishment from heaven, but a warning from heaven to His Majesty. .It is among the subjects that some will be disadvantageous to His Majesty."

Song Na took a deep breath, "It's just...in the south of the city! Your Majesty!
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