Chapter 243: Total Failure

Looking at the rising wooden lump, Qianyan was extremely surprised.

Not relying on the power of magic, but relying on the power generated by itself, making something much heavier than a goose feather fly into the sky, just because he realized that there was air flowing like water around him -

If this is not considered seeing the big from the small, what else can be considered?

She did not have much good feelings about the study of things, just because she had seen many Confucian scholars who talked about theories but did nothing.

This is the first time Qianyan has seen a scholar who started from the things around him and directly came up with such an amazing result.

At the same time, another idea came to her mind.

Since Xia Fan proved that people are "immersed" in the air, and air is also a real substance, then "as long as the temperature is lowered enough, you can see solidified air", does it have a high degree of credibility?

She suddenly had the urge to try it.

In the long years, impulse has been an uncommon emotion for her.

I thought I knew a lot and lived just to keep my promises, but now the world seems to have become a little fresher.

Perhaps... this is what the study of things to gain knowledge should be like.

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"No wonder this guy asked me for help in a mysterious way before. It turns out that he was tinkering with this thing." Mo Yun, who was standing on the second floor of the headquarters lobby at the north end of the square, couldn't help complaining.

"Why, he didn't tell you what he was going to do?" Ning Wanjun said with a smile on her face.

"No." Mo Yun sighed, "He only said that he needed a sufficiently smooth and symmetrical iron rod to be used as the rotating shaft of the new device. Blacksmiths can't do this. Only I, as a sensor of air, can do it. I thought he was so concerned because he was preparing to improve the mechanical beast."

"Is this thing good?"

"Good, of course it's good. Or it can't be described as good or not." Although Mo Yun was a little unwilling in his heart, he had to admit that this wooden frame that looked like a large kite had unimaginable potential. According to Xia Fan's teaching, as long as the airflow is used properly, it can even carry many people into the sky like a ship. What a concept, even among the alchemists in the world, few people can touch the sky.

The most proud work of her life is the celestial astronomical instrument and the mechanical beast built on it. But now, before the reputation of the mechanical beast spreads, it has already encountered a powerful challenger.

Most strange objects can be judged by whether they are good or not.

But some strange objects are epoch-making as soon as they appear.

She has a hunch that the "double-winged wooden kite" in front of her... is such a thing.

If it is taken to the strange object appreciation meeting for judging, no matter what Gong Shujia brings out, it will be nothing in front of it.

"I think the mechanical beast is also very good." Ning Wanjun seemed to see her thoughts, "If I have to choose, I prefer your invention."

"Why?" Mo Yun said unexpectedly, "Don't you want to experience the feeling of a flying bird? And if it is combined with special weapons in the future, this autonomous flying wooden kite will definitely be a great weapon for the army."

"Yes, but it will be difficult for the enemy to fight back." Ning Wanjun patted her good friend on the shoulder, "I still prefer weapons that can charge head-on and tear the enemy apart with my hands. So don't fall behind, I'm still waiting to drive it into the capital."

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"What happened?"

In the teahouse, Mr. Chen couldn't help but frown and asked.

No one could answer this question.

Everyone who used a telescope to see it noticed that there was a brief stagnation in the Privy Council Square. Everyone turned back and looked at the air above the gate of the courtyard, as if there was something strange there. However, everything was normal on the street, and the flow of people was still dense, and no one noticed any changes in the air.

Then loud cheers broke out in the mansion, and even in the teahouse, you can hear some of them faintly - this is enough to show how enthusiastic the voices on the spot were!

Aren't they just having a class?

Why is it like a market?

Zhou Dacai frowned, he knew that once Xia Fan appeared, the subsequent plans would be a little stretched. No matter how unorthodox the other party's behavior was, he was still the head of a formal mansion. This attitude of not hesitating to stand up for the school at the expense of his own reputation would greatly shake the criticism of Liu Ruyan's identity. She was indeed a humble woman, but others would only see that the mansion chancellor was also a teacher in the school - if the state governor said he wanted to recruit disciples, all the scholars and candidates would probably line up from his doorstep to two streets away.

Perhaps only by implementing the third point as soon as possible and starting with the relationship between Xia Fan and Liu Ruyan can it be possible to save the disadvantage.

"Brother Zhou, a new letter has been delivered!"

Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Hurry up and show it to everyone!"

This time the letter was simpler, only one page and one sentence.

"This study of things... is so interesting."

"Whose classmate is this person?" Master Chen shouted angrily.

"Uh..." Master Hu raised his hand cautiously, "My brother, he is usually quite reliable..."

Bang!

Zhou Sheng slammed his fist on the table.

He suddenly felt a great shame. Since he passed the provincial examination, he was always the center of attention wherever he went. As long as he had an idea in his mind, it would rarely fail after he implemented it. This was the first time he encountered a situation where every move did not get any response. It was as if he was performing a one-man show from beginning to end.

The next class was taught by the alchemists of the Privy Council.

Zhou Sheng recognized the other party - the former Recorder, Xue Zhigeng.

The content of the lecture seemed to be related to the common sense of magic.

At 4:00 pm, all the low tables and straw mats were removed. Just when everyone thought that the first day of the school had ended, an unexpected "teacher" appeared in the square.

"Isn't that Princess Guangping herself?" Mr. Hu murmured, "Isn't that Princess Guangping herself!"

Ning Wanjun's appearance on the stage made the teahouse silent.

Although the princess had never participated in the provincial and imperial examinations, no one would question whether she was qualified to be a teacher - on the contrary, even the scholars present could not help but feel excited to have a chance to get in touch with the royal princess.

"Ahem, sorry, Brother Zhou... It seems we can't help much."

"Yeah, let's forget it this time."

"He's just a prostitute. There are so many beautiful girls waiting for you in Zui Qinglou."

After one person left, the second and third people soon followed.

In less than a moment, all the poor scholars he invited left, leaving only the people who often gathered.

At this time, new letter paper was delivered to the teahouse.

The class taught by the princess was called "Physical Education".

"What is this physical education?"

"It feels similar to military drills?"

The remaining few people laughed and discussed, but their tone was no longer as contemptuous as before.

Zhou Sheng had no time to care about this matter - no matter what physical education meant, it was ridiculous to run around the square with a group of children. When the princess showed up in public, it meant that his plan had failed.