Dao fruit.

"I've seen the mechanism diagram, the so-called stove bag is actually a wind fur," the young man smiled when he heard the words, his face showing color, "The one made by Qiu Sheng is similar to the wind bag I made when I was ten years old. Much worse, the biggest flaw is that it is too bulky, and one person needs to use the railing and the other to push the pouch down.”

The old man shook his head: "Zhun'er, comparing Qiu Yan with Fei'er is not biased."

The young man called "Zhun'er" smiled and said: "But what I'm saying is the truth. Even though Qiu Sheng has some talent, he is already past the weak crown. Even if he turns to specialize in research, his achievements will be limited."

The old man still shook his head: "Your vision is not enough, you see things superficially, you only see the crude mechanism diagram, but you don't know that the structure is easier to be remembered and learned by others. .”

"Even so, it's not enough to show his talent, he's comparable to elder brother!" Zhun'er shook his head to himself.

The old man sighed, and said again: "Even though the structure of this stove is bulky, you didn't see that there was an unfinished intention in that organ diagram, obviously you didn't write down all the thoughts in your chest!"

Zhun'er said indifferently: "Uncle Shi, I think you are thinking too much."

Seeing Zhun'er's appearance, the old man knew that the other party was young and vigorous, with a youthful heart, how could he easily convince others?What's more, Qiu Yan is still a Confucian scholar.He didn't say anything, just said: "You have seen the mechanism map of the stove bag, but I don't know the copy of Hongqiao, have you ever seen it?"

"Oh? I've never seen this one before, but it's just a bridge. How can I see what it is?"

Zhun'er was talking, but saw the old man take out a scroll from his arms and spread it out on the table.

Weird yes.The painting is pitch black and there are no other colors.

Ke Zhun'er's eyes flashed with brilliance, his pupils sparkled, and then his face changed.Surprised: "What kind of bridge is this?"

"Then Qiusheng called it the 'Hongqiao'." The old man said, stretching out his hand and pointing to the black painting scroll. "This bridge is two feet four in width, seven feet five in span, and one foot in arch. Each arch is connected by six wooden beams." Staggered arrangement, Qiu Sheng called this method "stacked beam arch", which can form 22 rows of arches horizontally into the bridge body, adjacent to each other, horizontally connected, without other supports, it looks like a flying rainbow crossing the river from a distance!"

"This..." Zhun'er's eyes widened, "Although this method can fix the bridge body, it is more difficult than easy. Why not use bridge pillars to support it? It is suspected of grandstanding!"

"So, your kung fu is not good enough. You can't just talk about it on paper. You have to apply what you have learned. Why do you think Qiu Sheng built the Feihong Bridge? It's because the bridge in Shuikou Town is on the rapids. Rise. It will break the bridge pillars, once the pillars are gone, where is the bridge?"

After hearing this, Zhun'er's head was covered with cold sweat, staring at the scroll in front of him, his eyes trembled slightly, his lips trembled, as if he was calculating something.

It turned out that this Hongqiao was left behind by Qiu Yan when he passed a village called "Shuikou Town" on his way north.

bridge at this time.Most of them are pillar wooden bridges, which use pillars to support the bridge body and build bridges.

However, this method is not suitable in Shuikou Town, because the Han River passes through the town.The current was so fast that the bridge would collapse when summer came. Now that August has just passed, the bridge collapsed again. During the rebuilding, Qiu Yan happened to pass by, took a look, and left a structural diagram.

Shuikou Town is still in the territory of Jiannan Road, and the local officials also know Qiu Yan's reputation. Coupled with the interference of Soul Dao and Shinto Dao, it was established after all.

This bridge does not need bridge pillars, so naturally there is no need to worry about being hit by the rapids.

Afterwards, the bridge was named "Qiusheng Bridge" by the folks in the village, also known as "Qiusheng Hongqiao".

After a while, Zhun'er, who was sweating profusely, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "That's right, this kind of Feihong Bridge is indeed unusual, and if I think about it, I may not be able to come up with it, but I don't believe that Qiu It is said that a Confucian scholar who is a scholar can come up with this method, he must have a heritage, otherwise he designed such a flying bridge, why didn't he say it? He is like a person who has nothing to do, leisurely traveling and studying?"

The old man sighed again, and said: "This is the shocking part. Qiu Sheng left the kitchen bag and Hongqiao behind, and left lightly, with a look of indifference. It is obvious that his ambition is not here. It's too heavy to look at."

As soon as he said this, Zhun'er's face immediately turned ugly, and the things he pursued were not taken seriously in the eyes of others, and anyone would be unhappy if they changed.

What makes him even more unacceptable is that this person who doesn't pay much attention to institutional studies, travels all the way to study, and occasionally does it, but can leave amazing things. This kind of contrast makes Zhun'er faintly jealous and inexplicably hostile.

The old man didn't seem to notice Zhun'er's face, and he said to himself: "Besides, although he didn't deliberately publicize it, the Hongqiao and the kitchen bag are there, and it is only a matter of time before they become famous all over the world. Moreover, this is still a matter of time." Good qualifications, if he becomes an official in the future, maybe he can use this as a capital to advance."

"Huh!" Zhun'er heard it, and snorted coldly, "The method of Fengqiu has long been recorded in ancient books, but it was drowned in the long river of history because of the prosperity of the gods in later generations. It is really a coincidence that Qiu Yan made it happen! Besides that Hongqiao, it’s just a matter of adapting to local conditions, and when I have perfected my mechanical skills, I can still make a difference in the same situation!”

He said these words with arrogance, but in the end he changed the subject and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi, let's not go back now, let's go to Dongdu for a while!"

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows, knowing that the aggressive method had worked, but his face remained calm, "Going to Dongdu? But, didn't you say..."

"It was the past, but now I have changed my mind! The Confucian apricot altar is full of academies and gatherings from all sides. It is a rare opportunity. How can I miss it? I am going to take a look. Now in this Confucian school, there are What a young hero!"

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Alright, then go to the Eastern Capital." After saying that, he put away the scroll, took out some money from his sleeve, and put it on the table.

After finishing these, the old and the young got up and left.

In the past half a day, the two of them had talked a lot, many of them were worrying, and if they spread out, they might even cause a storm, but the people at the next table didn't seem to hear them, and they didn't care about the words.

Not long after, the two black figures disappeared into the crowd.

………………

Crackling!

The hall where King Yan hosted the banquet was already in chaos, after Qiu Yan left.King Yan calmed down for a while, and then became furious, smashing objects crazily, and bumping into something.Just smash anything!

"Damn it! A scholar dares to threaten me, the prince! It's really out of the sky!"

The ground is full of broken pieces of porcelain, leftovers, and discarded tables and chairs, many of which are of great value.

The servant girls and servants were watching, but they didn't dare to come forward to comfort her, and kept silent like a cicada.

It took a while.King Yan was out of breath, stopped his movements, and the anger in his heart calmed down a little, and then his face revealed a fierce look.

"Then Qiu Yan thinks that everything will be fine after joining the Lizong Academy? I also have eyeliner in the academy, so I just need to do a little trick... ah!"

He was thinking about how to get revenge, when he suddenly screamed, raised his hand to cover his head, and fell to the ground and rolled over!

Seeing this scene, the maid and servants panicked.Previously, he didn't dare to go forward because he was afraid of being angered, but in the current situation, it was obvious that King Yan was in poor health and could not be ignored.

It's just that after stepping forward, they didn't know what to do.

At this time, a faint voice came from the side——

"Go... go and invite Miss Han over here! Go!"

But it was Gong Yangyi who opened his mouth to give orders.At this moment, he was paralyzed in a corner, his face was pale, and his expression was haggard. After saying this sentence, he was out of breath.

Hearing the order, a servant responded and left in a hurry. Not long after, the Confucian scholar dressed as a young master came over.

When Gongyangyi saw the person coming, he struggled to get up.He cupped his hands at the Confucian scholar and said, "Miss Han, please save my prince."

"That's easy to say." Confucian scholar replied in a clear voice, obviously a woman disguised as a man, she took two steps forward, her eyes flashed brightly.His gaze fell on King Yan, and he smiled, "You Qiu Yan, you use such methods to restrain others. If you have evil thoughts, you will be severely punished! It coincides with the principle of 'rewards and punishments rather than benevolence', insightful! Insightful !"

After the words fell, the folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish", and a line of words was written on the fan——

Governance and strong are born in law, weak and disorder are born in Ah!

The stability and prosperity of a country come from following the law; while the turmoil and weakness come from violating the law and submitting to the will and orders of people.

Each of these ten words exuded a strong and irrefutable taste, and they were as firm as iron, and they did not move at all!

There is charm and artistic conception flowing out!

Afterwards, "Miss Han" took a fan and threw the air flow on King Yan's body. A hoop appeared on the opponent's head, and then melted into flesh and blood. King Yan stopped screaming immediately. He regained his strength, but his robe was covered with debris and soup, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Li Jie, you're lucky. If you didn't bring your ancestor's fan, you would have to wait for your thoughts to calm down before you can get rid of the severe pain." Miss Han looked at King Yan, shook her head and said, "However, the symptoms are not enough. Get rid of the root cause, if you think badly about Qiu Yan in the future, the scene just now will repeat itself."

"What?" Yan Wang Li Jie's face turned pale, "I also ask sister Wei to save me and eradicate the hidden danger."

"I don't have the ability to eradicate it, you can go to Jin Wudao to find a way," Miss Han put away her folding fan, turned around with a smile, "However, I advise you to stay away from the Taoist sect, people outside the Fangfang cannot be trusted."

She turned around and said again: "Besides, the town ruler and jade basin are for you to learn, not to steal. You must know that Wen Qi is one of the pillars of Dragon Qi. If you activate Wen Qi, you will naturally suffer backlash. Qiu Yan can't help but Appearance, otherwise, why do you think he dared to touch you? He is not afraid of the backlash of the dragon's energy? It is not the evil cause you planted yourself, which bears the bitter fruit! Take care of yourself, and don't cut yourself off from the dragon."

After finishing speaking, Ms. Han took steps, swayed her fan, and left, leaving behind Yan Wang with a cloudy expression.

………………

In the evening, Qiu Yan followed the carriage of Zhen Zhizuo and others to the gate of Lizong Academy.

On the way, Zhen Zhizuo also introduced a lot of information related to Lizong, many of which were precious words, which made Qiu Yan interested in the two gentlemen, Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen, and wanted to ask for advice.

Some distance away from the main entrance, a few people got out of the car, and five Confucian scholars came up to meet them, followed by a dozen servants. The scene was not bad, but Zhen Zhizuo's face turned gloomy.

Seeing this, the leading Confucian scholar gave a wry smile and said, "Brother Zhen, don't blame Huazhang. He Shuchang has been arguing with humans and nature these few days. He couldn't get away, so he sent me here."

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