After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"You're welcome, Governor. You can just call me Park Chang." The middle-aged man's reply sounded a little distant.

Xu Shizhao smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Don't worry about it, niece. He is just such a coward. In his eyes, his little pieces of wood and iron are the most important treasures. For those things, he has not married yet."

Gu Nanxi had a vague guess in his mind: "Could it be that my uncle is a descendant of the Mohist school?"

Hearing the word "Mohist", Pu Chang's expression warmed up, adding a bit of melancholy: "Since the Mohist School was divided into three parts, it has lost its former glory. What's the point of passing it on to others?"

Gu Nanxi was very excited. This was Mohism! One of the most scientifically thought-provoking theories!

Among the various disciplines studied by the Mohist school, in addition to the art of mechanical engineering, the more powerful one is in leading troops to defend cities. Among them, the eleven articles of the Mohist military strategy, such as "Preparing City Gates" and "Preparing Ladders", cover all matters in detail and are very practical!

In terms of physics, Mohist theory describes pinhole imaging, the application of acoustics, plane mirrors, concave mirrors, convex mirrors, and proposes the definition of force.

"Force is the reason why the punishment (form) is so powerful!"

In terms of arithmetic, the Mohists proposed countless definitions.

All in all, Mo Zi looks more like a time traveler than Gu Nanxi.

Gu Nanxi suppressed the scream in her heart, and her facial features looked a little awkward due to being too excited.

These two uncles sent by my adoptive father Cui Sanlun are truly rare talents in the world!

I finally succeeded in getting what I want!

Gu Nanxi's eyes rolled around and she was constantly calculating in her mind. Pu Chang was such an all-round talent in mathematics, physics and chemistry. What could he do so that his talent would not be wasted?

Pu Chang, who was sitting nearby, seemed listless. He and Mr. Xu had been wandering around Woye Town and Huaishuo Town for quite some time.

Mr. Xu was quite happy because he wanted to conduct experiments in Woye Town.

However, he felt that he was useless. When it came to defending the city, each of the seven towns had its own methods, especially the Gu family army in Fuming Town, which had experience gained through real combat.

Pu Chang sighed inwardly. The Mohist School had been silent for too long. Perhaps he shouldn't have followed Old Xu to the border.

What a clear-sighted and intelligent person is Gu Nanxi?

She could tell at a glance that Park Chang was going to leave, so how could she do that? !

Can you make a cooked duck fly away?!

Gu Nanxi frowned, looked distressed, and asked Pu Chang for help: "Uncle Pu's arrival is like a timely rain. I have a distressing matter here, and no one can solve it."

Hearing Gu Nanxi's words, not only Pu Chang, but also Xu Shizhao looked over.

After Gu Nanxi whispered to Lu Mei, he finally told her everything: "I celebrated my birthday some time ago, and an old Taoist priest gave me a firearm, which cost me several thousand taels of silver. The formula of the gunpowder is excellent, but the carrier is not as good as expected! Uncle Park, do you think there is any way to improve it?"

Just at this time, Lumei also came over with several firearms and placed them in front of everyone.

Pu Chang was attracted by these strange and bizarre firearms at first sight. After going forward to study them, he pointed out their shortcomings in one sentence.

"The material of this long gun is not suitable, and it is not convenient to load the gunpowder. This is obviously a single-person weapon. The soldier has to load the gunpowder with one hand and shoot with the other hand, which makes it easy to miss the target..."

When it comes to professional areas, Park Chang obviously talks more.

When Pu Chang finished speaking, Gu Nanxi bowed to him and said, "Uncle Pu, please help me!"

Pu Chang had been itching to do it, so he didn't pretend to be reserved and agreed without hesitation.

Having successfully recruited two talented people, Gu Nanxi was beaming with joy, and Lumei was also happy for her master.

After talking about business, several people started chatting.

Green Plum said as if she was talking about something rare: "I don't know how, these few days, there are a group of people in the town. They are chattering and telling stories, which are very interesting! They are all stories about the backyards of kings, princes, generals and ministers."

Xu Shizhao and Pu Chang looked at each other and said in unison: "It must be those starlings!"

Gu Nanxi raised an eyebrow: "Mynah?"

Xu Shizhao picked up the teacup and took a sip: "It seems that your godfather wrote the letter to each of us one by one. I thought he only wrote to the two of us."

Pu Chang also laughed and said, "The letter is so sincere and heartfelt that it must be us. I didn't expect that it would be like casting a wide net to catch fish in the ocean."

Gu Nanxi was completely confused by what she heard, but fortunately Xu Shizhao quickly explained it to her.

Xu Shizhao: "That group of people are descendants of novelists. They usually hang out in the market and talk about gossip. There is no other great use for them. They are just for fun."

Xu Shizhao did not express much praise for the novelist 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 propositions.

However, these people are completely different in Gu Nanxi's eyes!

Aren’t these the ancient naval saints?!

With a passion for gossip, a deep network of relationships in the harem, and a clever tongue that can bring the dead back to life, it would be a pity if he didn't become a cyber-troll!

Gu Nanxi said modestly, "They are all people that my foster father trusts, so they must have outstanding qualities. Uncle Xu, in your opinion, should I go and marry them?"

Xu Shizhao was very satisfied with Gu Nanxi's reaction. After all, they were all recommended by Cui Sanlun, and in the eyes of outsiders, they were all from the same faction.

Gu Nanxi's respectful attitude towards novelists shows that he values ​​himself and others.

Xu Shizhao stroked his beard with a smile: "No need. They are like this. Whenever they arrive at a place, they will wander around the market. One is out of habit, and the other is to find out the local situation."

After all, gossiping also requires a good familiarity with local interpersonal relationships.

Otherwise, if it's too outrageous, no one will be interested.

Gu Nanxi understood that Xu Shizhao meant for her to be busy with her own things, and when the novelists had had enough fun, they would naturally come to her.

Everyone introduced by his godfather has hidden attributes, which inevitably makes Gu Nanxi even more excited about the next person.

As it was getting dark, Gu Nanxi sent Xu Shizhao and Pu Chang out and came face to face with a bearded man wearing a bamboo hat.

"Prince Court?!"

"Mr. Xu, Park Chang?!"

The three of them spoke at the same time, with surprised expressions, and it was obvious that they knew each other.

Xu Shizhao smiled and said to Gu Nanxi: "It seems that we can't leave again."

Just at this moment, another white-haired old man walked over calmly. Seeing the familiar faces at the door, he asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was another familiar face, and couldn't help laughing.

"Bian Que An, I didn't expect you to come out of seclusion." Xu Shizhao clicked his tongue and shook his head.

The old man called Bian Que An blew his beard and glared, and said unhappily: "This Cui Sanlun is really a big liar! I thought he only called me, but he called everyone here!"