Chapter 291 The Recovery of Hundreds of Families
"You're welcome, Governor, just call me Pu Chang." The middle-aged man's reply seemed a little distant.
Xu Shizhao smiled and smoothed things over: "Don't take it to heart, niece, he is such a coward. In his eyes, his lumps of wood and iron are the most important treasures. For those things, He hasn’t gotten married yet.”
Gu Nanxixin. Zhong vaguely had a guess: "Could it be that my uncle is a descendant of the Mohist family?"
Pu Chang's expression warmed up when he heard the word Mohist, adding a bit of sadness: "Since the Mohist family was divided into three parts, the Mohist family has not been what it used to be. What’s the use of glory if it can’t be passed on to others?”
Gu Nanxi was extremely excited, this was the Mo family! One of the most scientific theories!
Among the various knowledges studied by the Mohists, in addition to the art of mechanism, the most powerful one is to lead troops to defend the city. Among them, the Mohist Art of War "Preparing the City Gate" and "Preparing the Ladder" are all detailed and very practical. !
In terms of physics, Mohist theory also describes small hole imaging, the use of acoustics, plane mirrors, concave mirrors, and convex mirrors, and proposes the definition of force.
“The reason why force, punishment (form) is exciting!”
In terms of arithmetic, the various definitions proposed by Mohists are countless.
All in all, Mozi looks more like a time traveler than Gu Nanxi.
Gu Nanxi suppressed her inner scream, and her facial features looked a little awkward due to excessive excitement.
These two uncles sent by my adoptive father Cui Sanron are really rare talents in the world!
I finally succeeded in getting old!
Gu Nanxi's eyes were rolling, and she was constantly making calculations in her mind. This Pu Chang is simply an all-round talent in mathematics, physics and chemistry. What should he do to avoid overestimating his talents?
Pu Chang, who was sitting next to him, seemed to be in a weak mood. He and Mr. Xu spent a lot of time shopping in Woye Town and Huaishuo Town.
Mr. Xu was quite happy because he wanted to conduct experiments in Woye Town.
But I feel that I have no use for it. In terms of defending the city, the seven towns have their own methods, especially the Gu Jiajun in Fuming Town, which has the experience of fighting with real swords and guns.
Pu Chang sighed inwardly. The Mo family has really been silent for too long. Maybe he shouldn't follow Mr. Xu to the border.
What kind of bright-eyed person is Gu Nanxi?
She could tell at a glance that Pu Chang wanted to leave, so what could she do? !
Can a cooked duck be made to fly? !
Gu Nanxi frowned, as if distressed, and asked Pu Chang for help: "Uncle Pu came like a timely rain. I have a trouble here that no one can solve."
Hearing Gu Nanxi's words, not only Pu Chang, but also Xu Shizhao also looked at him.
After Gu Nanxi whispered to Lu Mei, she said one by one: "For my birthday some time ago, an old Taoist priest gave me a firearm, which cost me thousands of taels. Silver. This gunpowder formula is excellent, but the load is still not satisfactory! Uncle Park, do you think there is any way to improve it?"
Just at this time, Lu Mei also came over with several firearms and placed them in front of everyone.
Pu Chang was attracted by these strange firearms at a glance. After going forward to study them, he pointed out the shortcomings in them.
“The material of this long blunderbuss is not suitable, and it is not convenient to fill the gunpowder. This is a single-person weapon. The soldier fills the gunpowder with one hand and shoots with the other hand, and it is easy to miss the aim...”
When it comes to professional fields, Park Chang talks more and more.
When Pu Chang was still unfinished, Gu Nanxi saluted him: "Uncle Pu, please help me!"
Pu Chang had long been itchy and unbearable, so he didn't pretend to be reserved and agreed smoothly.
Successfully recruiting two great talents, Gu Nanxi beamed with joy, and Lu Mei was also happy for her master.
After chatting about serious matters, several people started chatting.
Lu Mei said as if she was talking about a rare thing: "In the past few days, for some reason, there has been a group of people in the town. That little speaker tells stories that are full of fun. ! It’s all about the back houses of princes, generals and prime ministers.” Xu Shizhao and Pu Chang looked at each other and said in unison: “It must be those mynas!”
Gu Nanxi raised her eyebrows: "Myna?"
Xu Shizhao picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "It seems that your adoptive father wrote letters one by one. I thought he only wrote to us."< br>
Park Changyi He said with a smile: "The sincerity mentioned in the letter must be done by us. I didn't expect that we would cast a wide net and catch fish from the sea."
Gu Nanxi was confused after hearing this, but fortunately Xu Shizhao was very quick. He clarified her doubts.
Xu Shizhao: "That group of people are the descendants of the novelist. They usually hang out in the market and talk about gossip. They have no other big use. They are just having fun."
Xu Shizhao did not have much praise for novelists in his words.
After all, since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the status of novelists has not been high, and they have not formed any widely recognized political opinions.
However, these people are very different in Gu Nanxi's eyes!
Aren’t these all ancient naval holy bodies? !
With a passion for gossip, deep cultivation of the relationship network in the back house, and a eloquent tongue that can talk dead people back to life, it would be a pity not to be a troll!
Gu Nanxi's attitude was modest: "They are all people whom the adoptive father trusts, and they must be outstanding. Uncle Xu, do you think I should go to greet him in person?"
Xu Shizhao to Gu Nanxi The reaction was very satisfactory. After all, they were all recommended by Cui Sanlun. In the eyes of outsiders, they were all of the same school.
Gu Nanxi’s respect for novelists means that she values herself and others.
Xu Shizhao smiled and stroked his beard: "No need. That's just how they are. Whenever they go to a place, they will wander around in the market. One is out of habit, and the other is to find out about the local situation."
After all, you need to be familiar with local interpersonal relationships to gossip.
Otherwise, if you say something too outrageous, no one will be interested.
Gu Nanxi understood. Xu Shizhao meant that he was busy with his own business. When the novelists had enough fun, they would naturally come to find him.
Every person introduced by his adoptive father has hidden attributes, which inevitably makes Gu Nanxi look forward to the next person even more.
It was getting late, Gu Nanxi sent Xu Shizhao and Pu Chang out, and came face to face with an unshaven man wearing a bamboo hat.
“Prince Court?!”
"Mr. Xu, Pu Chang?!"
The three of them spoke in unison, with stunned expressions on their faces. They were obviously familiar with each other.
Xu Shizhao smiled and said to Gu Nanxi: "It seems that we can't leave again."
Just at this moment, another gray-haired old man walked over calmly and calmly. , seeing the familiar faces at the door, they were surprised and said: "Why are you here?"
Everyone looked for a name and went out, and they couldn't help laughing when they saw another familiar face.
"Bian Que'an, I didn't expect you to come out of the mountain." Xu Shizhao clicked his tongue and shook his head.
The old man who was called Bian Que'an blew his beard and stared, and said angrily: "This Cui Sanlun is really a big liar! I thought I was the only one who was called, but they were all called!"
(End of this chapter)