My years in the Northern Song Dynasty Guozijian

Five watch days, outside Bianliang city.

At this time the sun has just risen, the moon has not yet set over there, and the whole sky presents a misty blue.

Zhao Wen was sitting on the sedan chair with a handkerchief in her hand, her eyes were blank and she was thinking about something.The accompanying maid looked at the sky, murmured a few words with the person carrying the sedan chair outside, walked in and said cautiously: "Little lady, or... let's set off." From Jingli to Guangnan, it is thousands of miles away.Even if it doesn't stop, it may take a long time.Even if it doesn't stop, it may take a long time, and if it continues to delay, it may not be able to reach the post house before dark.

Zhao Wen bit her lower lip, lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes after confirming that no one was there, and she finally nodded.

A group of maidservants were overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered the outsiders to leave quickly.The sending-off team moved slowly, Zhao Wen lowered her head with tears in her eyes.

However, after a while, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the accompanying guard shouted: "Who are you? Get out of the way quickly."

Zhao Wen wondered, could it be that he encountered bandits?Immediately afterwards, it occurred to him that the capital was not far from here, so the bandits would not have the guts anyway.Just when she was in doubt, she heard a man shout: "Xia Zhaohe, people from Guizhou, under the order of Mr. Ye Lang, to protect my wife."

Zhao Wen's eyes lit up, and regardless of the maid's dissuasion, she opened the curtain of the car and walked out, excitedly saying: "Brother asked you to come?"

Zhao He was taken aback. After he failed to compete with Jin Fu for the housekeeper, he randomly found a job.When Ye An asked him to explain the situation at first, he thought that the other party had a crush on this little lady, but they turned out to be brother and sister?Not daring to think too much, he quickly bowed his head, "I heard that you are going to Guangnan. The small one has been operating there for 30 years. At any rate, I have some connections. I would like to help you. Also, in the miasma over there, Mr. Ye Lang searched all over the capital to treat it. The doctor of this way, and..." Zhao He presented the box in his hand: "Although I know you don't lack this, there is no harm in bringing more."

Zhao Wen opened the box, and it was full of dozens of land deeds.She couldn't hold it anymore, tears welled up in her eyes.

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In the capital, next to Kaifeng Mansion.

Pan Yuanqing looked at the young man with swollen eyes like walnuts beside him, and asked involuntarily, "Aren't you going to give it away?"

"What to give? I did everything I should and shouldn't do." Ye An hoarse, it wasn't because of Zhao Wen, it was because he cried too hard while hugging his teacher that day. It had been several days, but still didn't ease come over.

But there is also a good thing, that is, after that day, he felt that the sense of estrangement between him and Pan Yuanqing has been reduced a little.Maybe it was based on the principle of breaking the jar, anyway, the other party knew all the most embarrassing and embarrassing things, and there was nothing more embarrassing about it.

"Okay, it's about time to go in." Feeling almost calmed down, Ye An dragged the teacher into the back room.This place is very close to Fengfu Yamen, and it is the public rental house where Ye An lived before.Because of the safe location and the feeling of being able to live there, I simply signed a ten-year contract at the original price, and now it has been transformed into the editorial department of "Da Song Confucianism Ten Journal".

At this time Neo Confucianism hadn't taken the lead, so Ye An took the name first, so as to avoid disputes in the future.

Inside the room, Su Song and the others sat on the chairs with some anxiety, and when they saw Ye An coming in, they quickly got up to greet him.

Ye An nodded with a smile, opened his eyes, and was suddenly startled: "This, why is there a child here?" There was an obvious indentation among several thin and tall figures, all dressed in scarlet clothes and wearing a jade crown. The delicate boy looked at him with wide eyes.Hearing Ye An's words, his expression was obviously dissatisfied, "Editor Ye is only four or five years older than me, I didn't expect to judge a hero by age!"

Ye An was delighted when he heard it, and he cupped his hands and said, "It's my fault, so I don't know what kind of skills this little hero has?"

The young man held his hands arrogantly, "I'm Shen Kuo, a person from Qiantang, who has a good skill...you can know a little bit about everything."

Ye An was not too surprised to hear the name of the famous Mr. Mengxi in the future. After all, he even knew the Emperor Bao.So he nodded: "In this case, please trouble little brother Shen to be a helper in our department. After you get familiar with it, you can decide which one you want to join."

Then he said to others: "Everyone, everyone must know that our publication is mainly divided into three parts, mathematics, engineering and science. Pan Guanren and I are mainly responsible for mathematics, and Su Song is responsible for science. As for engineering... ...I haven't found it yet and hand it over to Mr. Han Gonglian." Han Gonglian is the craftsman who helped Su Song build the water astronomical platform. Not to mention his craftsmanship, he has also read poetry and books, and he is a senior engineer in modern times.

Everyone had no objection, Su Song hesitated for a while, wondering: "Editor Ye, although we have applied for the manuscript to Quan Da Song, but until now, we have received more than a dozen replies, look..."

As for the dozen or so replies, he still asked his friends with a stern face.Contrary to what Su Song expected, many like-minded people refused to publish such articles in journals.The reason is that they are already court officials, and many of them are young and intend to develop their official careers. They don't want others to know that they are obsessed with these strange and obscene skills all day long.

"It's okay," Ye An had already been mentally prepared: "Save up first before we talk about it. For the first ten-day magazine, we editor-in-chiefs will be the first to throw bricks and attract jade."

Su Song and the others nodded, and then asked: "Then let's write some basics first, and give you a brief introduction to the relevant content. It probably won't take a few pages."

"No, no, no," Ye An quickly stopped, "Please write down your latest and best things on it, even if it's some wild guesses, it doesn't matter."

"For example..." Ye An picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on the paper, "Shocked! The ground under our feet is probably a ball!" Then he drew a stick figure next to it, a fat raccoon The flower cat fiddled with a ball with its paws, and the little people on the ball were trembling with fright.

Everyone present: "..."

Han Gonglian felt puzzled, and took the lead to ask: "Editor Ye, I feel that this is inappropriate. Although Han has only made some achievements in craftsman's work, but Master said: 'Know what you know', something we are not sure about." , how can you mislead your disciples!"

He was quite rude in his speech, but Ye An didn't feel at ease. He knew that most of the scholars in this era were like this, and they were in awe of knowledge, so he said gently: "What the Han officials said is true, so we When writing, you should also make it clear that it is just some conjectures of your own. Readers are welcome to submit articles to refute. To be honest, I have always believed that knowledge is something that cannot be improved behind closed doors. I believe readers will have their own opinions. "

Shen Kuo listened thoughtfully at the side: "It just happens to solve the problem of our lack of submissions."

Ye An smiled, but didn't answer.This is only one aspect, another aspect... Although Da Song is leading the world in technology, people's knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry is still shallow, and people need to be introduced.So here comes the question, if a four or five-year-old child wants to get him interested in science, should he just give him a junior high school textbook, or let him read Blue Cat's Naughty Three Thousand Questions?

I also know that it is the latter. Originally, Ye An did not intend to lead the industrial revolution when he started this kind of academic journal.

After such an explanation, although other people complained slightly, they could only hold their noses and follow suit.

Soon, the first issue of "Da Song Confucianism Ten-day Journal" was sold to the world. Originally, there were too many books printed every day in the Song Dynasty, and there were a lot of books on the market, and everyone didn't take it seriously.As a result, within a few days, something big happened...

In the school magazine of Guange, Sima Guang of Tongzhi Taichang Liyuan scolded Anshi, the king of Guozijian's sacrificial wine, for discussing the government, conniving at the students' nonsense, belittling the words of the sage, and demanding that he be dismissed from office.

It turned out that even though Wang Jijiu was teaching in the Imperial College, he was essentially a restless person. He never forgot his reform plan, and often made speeches about the government.Naturally, many conservative scholar-bureaucrats looked down upon this coming and going.Although Sima Guang is only 27 years old, he became famous early and has excellent personal morality.He has some weight in the Conservative Party, so he was urged to dispel the prestige of that dirty ghost.As for Ye Anna's periodical, it was entirely incidental.

But what kind of person is Wang Anshi?See someone hitting the muzzle of the gun, shoot back immediately!According to incomplete statistics, in just three days, Wang Jijiu submitted a total of seven or eight memorials, plus a few poems and prose, completely ignoring his opponents!

The scholar-bureaucrats died down, thinking that there was no need to care about the village man, but Sima Guang was enraged. He won the first rank of Jinshi before he could reach the crown, and his talents and studies are also excellent.The two just scolded each other across the air, uttering golden sentences frequently, and even Wazi's gossip artist couldn't help but learn from them.

Wang Anshi and Sima Guang are just two small officials in the capital at this time, and they have to stand at the end of the line in the court, so the big bosses naturally don't take them to heart.But incidentally, "Da Song Confucianism Xunkan" became popular.

Everyone found that there were endless whimsical ideas in it. Although they didn't really believe it, it was good to have fun with it.There are even many children who can't help but ask the adults at home, "Are we really on the ball?" "How did Zhuge Wuhou make the wooden cow and horse?"

Of course, there are also many dissatisfied submissions who scold Ye An and others. Ye An does not hide it, and picks out some real calculations and relatively rational ones and puts them in the next issue, so that readers can see different opinions.As for others, they all replied politely, saying that the journal only accepts manuscripts from those who have a certain understanding of the subject.

Contributors are so popular that they really don't believe in evil to study computing and engineering, just to really knock Ye An down!

Just when Ye An was having a great time applying for manuscripts every day, bad news suddenly came from outside the city of Kaifeng. A plague broke out in Jingzhao Mansion, and it had spread to all directions, and some places could no longer control it.

Upon hearing this news, Ye An's face turned pale at that time, Zhongmou County is not far from Jingzhao Mansion!