Mortal Mage

Before they knew it, the night had deepened and the officials from the Ministry of Rites gradually left the palace.

In fact, if these files and books cannot be completed, then they cannot be completed. There will be no punishment.

There is only one reason, that is, these officials want to let the emperor see that the Ministry of Rites is very busy and hard-working, and the country cannot do without the Ministry of Rites.

This is a typical phenomenon of internal circulation caused by competition between labor traitors and hard-working people.

The emperor only knew that the officials of the Ministry of Rites left work at eight or nine o'clock every night, and he didn't know that most of these files and documents were actually some rubbish that could be done or not. Only a very small number of them needed to be reported.

In fact, everyone was just slacking off together, and then the boss saw that the officials of the country were busy and the empire was thriving.

In fact, the Ministry of Rites mostly assigned many important tasks to local officials.

The Ministry of Rites just filled out a reimbursement form and made the payment.

He would then go back with the files and documents to the Ministry of Revenue for reimbursement. Unless someone in the royal family died, the Ministry of Rites would seriously accompany the emperor for a few days.

But often a job that takes half a year can actually be completed in three to five days.

This is the administrative efficiency of the Taicang Empire.

The Geng Luo sounded at midnight, and it was already late at night.

In fact, most officials would go home from work one after another after receiving the frosted peaches and ice melons distributed by the palace maids when the time came to Xu. Those who did not go home were mostly reading some unknown books, while they might write three or five words on the files next to them every day.

Zhang Mingxuan stared at the runes on the copper plate and pondered.

"If we think of this picture in a different way, these messy lines can be regarded as conductors, and these large and small scribbled shapes can be regarded as resistors or capacitors."

Zhang Mingxuan hadn't left yet. He stroked his chin and stared at the only object beyond the scope of science that he had seen in the 18 years since he came to this world.

"Well, if this scribbled symbol is an inductor, this scribbled symbol is a transformer, this one is a transistor, and this mess is an operational amplifier, and the two disconnected dots between the scribbled symbols are wireless connectors..."

"Does such a simple lighting system need to be so complicated? Many of the runes here are completely redundant!" Zhang Mingxuan slapped his head and stood up suddenly.

“Dong~Dong~Dong~ Heaven, earth and people are in harmony, yin and yang interweave, midnight, the hour of midnight.”

The sounds of patrolling eunuchs, palace maids and guards of the Feathered Guards could be heard.

"I think I figured out something about this mysterious world...it's very scientific!"

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the patterns on the copper plate again, and he became more and more convinced that if he understood correctly, then some of the mysteries of this fantasy world might have been inadvertently figured out by him using Blue Star's way of thinking.

"Where can I get some spirit stones so I can experiment with them?"

Zhang Mingxuan stood up and thought to himself.

It is obvious that these ghostly talismans can only exert their effects if they are engraved with spiritual stones. If they are engraved with ordinary objects, he estimates that there is an 80% chance that it will not work.

"What if these ghostly painted symbols are runes?"

He continued to ponder.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he used a brush to draw a few runes on the paper based on his own understanding and ideas.

He drew these runes based on the runes on the copper plate.

If he understood correctly, the place where the palace maid touched with the spirit stone should be an act of charging or turning on a switch, and there were seven runes on that piece. Among these seven runes, there must be two runes, one for charging and one for turning on.

Although this may be extremely simple and low-level, it may still be difficult to understand without some circuit knowledge.

Zhang Mingxuan's graduate student degree in science in his previous life was a result of his parents beating him severely to gain his real talent and knowledge.

"This thing is not a simple relationship between capacitors, resistors, and batteries. We need to sort out the internal relationship among them."

Zhang Mingxuan, who was originally drawing talismans, took out a new piece of paper and wrote and drew on it. Before he knew it, he had filled a page with mathematical formulas.

Runes are ghostly symbols to the mortals of this world.

And mathematics is super weird to the mortals in this world.

"Bang bang."

There were two knocks on the door. Zhang Mingxuan looked up blankly. There were already seven or eight pages of mathematical formulas written on the desk.

But at the gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony stood a burly and strong figure of the Feathered Guard.

"Sir, it's already seven quarters past midnight. Why don't you go home and rest?" The burly little flag grinned across his dark face, revealing his snow-white teeth that illuminated his nose.

"Um, is it already seven quarters past midnight?"

Zhang Mingxuan felt a little embarrassed.

If he doesn't leave work, this little flag can't leave work either...

"Okay, okay, it's time to go home."

Zhang Mingxuan quickly stood up and took another look at the formula he had spent half the night calculating. It was not right to tear it up, nor was it appropriate to leave it in the hall.

He thought about it and thought that the emperor would not be so stingy with just a few pieces of paper, so he folded it up and asked Xiaoqi, "Can I take these things I wrote with me?"

"My Lord, you can take whatever you like. I can't see it."

After the little flag finished speaking, he felt that he had said something wrong, and then corrected himself; "Oh no, sir, I didn't hear what you said clearly, I'm going out."

Then he seemed to feel something was wrong and continued to correct himself, "No, sir, I have never been in here."

"Oh, brother, you think too much. I just scribbled something. I just want to know if it violates any rules or regulations to use public paper to write something."

Zhang Mingxuan said loudly that he thought it would not be a big deal to use a few public tickets.

"Rules and regulations? The court supplies this paper to the six ministries in unlimited quantities. As long as you don't sell it in the market, no one will stop you from taking all the paper from the warehouse home."

Xiaoqi touched the back of his head naively and looked at Zhang Mingxuan strangely.

Which official in the six ministries did not make a living by taking advantage of the palace? This was the first time he was asked by a fifth-rank official if he could take some paper home.

When Zhang Mingxuan heard Xiaoqi say this, he felt relieved and folded up the seven or eight formulas he had written and put them in his arms.

Then he looked at a few frosted peaches and ice melons that he had not eaten and put them in his arms.

"Brother, do you know why the candle on this copper plate is lit?"

Zhang Mingxuan walked to the outside of the hall, and the small flag then closed the door of Lihe Hall.

"Oh, that's a formation copper plate, engraved with a small fire formation, it's too advanced I don't know."

The little flag lowered its originally loud voice.

"A copper plate for a formation? A small fire formation?"

Zhang Mingxuan heard a new word that excited him for the first time in eighteen years since he came into this world.

"Oh, it's just a lamp in the palace. It's been used for hundreds of years. It's nothing special."

The little flag bearer looked at the few teams of guards on duty at Taihe Square, touched the sword at his waist, and took a deep breath.

This little flag has been working in Lihedian for eight years, and this is the first time he has gotten off work so late.

"The main reason is that it lights up but won't catch fire, so it has always been used in the palace. However, it is for the exclusive use of the palace, and it is said to be very valuable. There is no such lamp in the entire Taicang Empire except the imperial palace. Sir, don't think about stealing the palace lantern, or you will be beheaded."

After the little flag finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Mingxuan in surprise, "Sir, you know that you can't talk about anything related to cultivation after leaving the palace, right?"

Xiaoqi lowered his voice very low and whispered in Zhang Mingxuan's ear: "Discussing this outside the Taihe Palace will result in death."

Zhang Mingxuan bowed gently to the little flag, and the little flag's face turned red instantly.

He was just a small flag, and when a fifth-rank official from the Ministry of Rites saluted him, how could he not be excited?

Although the Lingyu Guards supervise all officials, which Lingyu Guard doesn't want to have a civil servant backer in the court?

Officials are officials after all, and soldiers are soldiers after all.

At least when working in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhang Mingxuan was sitting while this little flag was standing.

"May I know your name, brother?"

Zhang Mingxuan just casually saluted the small flag, but the small flag was so scared that he knelt down and replied, "My lord, I am Wang Haohan. Because I am a coward, my brothers call me Wang Han, and I don't need the word "good". Please don't salute me again. I am a small flag and I can't bear it."

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, patted Wang Han on the shoulder, took out an ice melon from his pocket and handed it to Wang Han; "Here, I'll give you one to try."