Chapter 474: I Want to Ascend to Heaven

Chunwei is just around the corner, but the latest and hottest news in Jinling City is not about Chunwei, but about a bet. "WwΩW. Lie Wen. CC

"I heard that the person who made the oath, as long as Xinghe Bo can send people to the sky of a hundred feet, then he will seek to get rid of his fame!"

"One hundred feet? Oh my God! Isn't that a trick like a fairy? What did Xing and Bo bet on?"

"Xing Hebo agreed, saying that if he can't send people to heaven, then he will close the academy and never talk about literature."

"..."

When the news spread, most of the literati in Jinling City gloated.

But when someone deliberately spread the words Fang Xing said at the beginning of school, some literati fell silent.

"The unity of knowledge and action...it really is mysterious!"

"Disciple Rules? Let me see...it really is a masterpiece of enlightenment!"

"..."

"He really said that?"

"Master, this bet has already been confirmed by many people. Fang Xing said it himself that day!"

"Hahahaha! It really is self-inflicted! Do you still want to go to heaven? The official sees him and prepares to go to earth!"

"When will it be revealed?"

"Master, three days later, the day before Chunwei."

"That's right, I will find a reason to take a look when the time comes."

Even Zhu Di felt that Fang Xing was crazy after hearing about the gamble.

"What does that bastard want to do?"

Zhu Di felt that it was really disappointing for Fang Xing to bet his reward.

Zhu Zhanji had just heard the news, so he said in a daze: "Maybe Xinghebo made the decision in a fit of anger."

Zhu Di snorted coldly and said, "Don't be ashamed to speak big, if you lose, don't blame me..."

Fang Xing didn't seem to feel the pressure, and after staying in the study for a while, he called Zhu Fang.

"Uncle, there are so many cotton cloths, but the little ones can't make clothes!"

Thanks to Zhu Yuanzhang's blessing, the Ming Dynasty began to plant cotton on a large scale very early, so cotton cloth is not a rare commodity.

But the cotton cloth that Fang Xing used was not a local product.

Fang Xing handed Zhu Fang a simple blueprint, a large bag with a hanging basket hanging from it.

"Get some tung oil, and then according to this blueprint, use cotton cloth to make this kind of large bag. As for the hanging basket, use bamboo, which can cushion the fall."

Looking at the large size marked, Zhu Fang couldn't help asking: "Uncle, why are you doing this?"

Fang Xing supported his waist and said, "Did you see that thing next to it? The piston, and the bottle are all ready for me."

Zhu Fang looked at the bottom of the drawing and there was a stove and the connected foot-operated bellows, and vaguely thought of something.

"Master, you don't want to use this to go to heaven, do you?"

"Can't you?"

This was a plan that Fang Xing racked his brains and vague memories to come up with, and he didn't have a clue in his mind.

When Zhu Zhanji hurried over, he saw Fang Xing instructing people to sew cotton cloth, and also asked people to watch and check.

And Xie Jin was there, looking at the drawings with great interest, and asking a few questions from time to time.

"Dehua, can heating the air you mentioned really lift you into space?"

"Of course I can!"

Fang Xing was about to explain the relationship between air density and buoyancy to Xie Jin, but when he turned around, he saw Zhu Zhanji.

"How did you come?"

Zhu Zhanji didn't answer. He walked over to look at the drawings, and suddenly what Fang Xing taught came out of his mind. He couldn't help blurting out: "Brother Dehua, is this the relationship between air buoyancy in physics?"

Fang Xing said unexpectedly: "Yes, you still remember, then you must remember that air expands when heated?"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly realized: "Brother Dehua, then you want to expand the air and increase the buoyancy, right?"

Fang Xing hadn't reacted yet, but Xie Jin was already sluggish.

Grandson Nima even understands this, and Fang Xing has already taught him Fang Xue!

"Yes, exactly."

Fang Xing pointed to the air bag that had been sewn with some outlines and said, "Look, the air bag is so big, the air is directly heated at the opening, and a person stands in the hanging basket, what do you think will happen?"

"It will fly!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes brightened, and because of the other party's trust, all the worries before coming here disappeared.

...

It didn't work for three days. After one day, Fang Xing posted a notice at the door of Jubao Gate, saying that it would start one day earlier.

As a result, the places outside the Jubao Gate have become popular, but the geomantic treasures on the city wall can only be occupied by people with status.

At this time, Fang Xing was being attacked by his wife and concubine's tears, and he was powerless to fight back.

"I'm not going to go, can't I?"

Zhang Shuhui let go of Fang Xing's right arm, Xiaobai let go of his left arm, hiccupped, and said with tears in his eyes, "Master, don't go back on your word."

"No regrets."

When Fang Xing agreed, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zhang Shuhui is not so easy to fool, she wiped away her tears, called Xin Lao Qi, and said: "Your master can't agree to that balloon, if he backs out, do you know what to do?"

Seventh Xin said frankly: "Madam, don't worry, the younger one will definitely take good care of the master, and if he wants to go up, the younger one will definitely pull him down."

Who is in charge of this family?

Fang Xing slandered, then said goodbye to his wife and concubines, and left with a large specially-made flatbed.

"Shan Zhang, we have to go too."

The students who had only attended a class rushed out, Fang Xing was wondering why the professors didn't care.

"Dehua, let's go together!"

Xie Jin wore new clothes today, and his beard was carefully groomed, looking a little old-fashioned.

"Shan Zhang, I also want to witness this miracle with my own eyes."

Tian Xiucai bowed solemnly and said, in his opinion, Fang Xing's success is a miracle. And even if he failed, Tian Xiucai was convinced because of this spirit of daring to try.

Fang Xing swept his eyes away and said with a smile, "Well, today we Zhixing Academy will make a collective appearance!"

When they reached the avenue, both sides were crowded with people, and when they saw Fang Xing, they started to bustle.

"Xing He Bo, can you really go to heaven today?"

Fang Xing smiled and didn't answer. There were soldiers from the five cities in front of him to maintain order, allowing the people from the academy and the flatbed truck to pass.

On the city wall of Jubaomen, Zhu Gaochi was sitting in the middle, with Zhu Zhanji standing beside him, and Wanwan was looking in the direction of Fangjiazhuang under the protection of the nuns, anxious.

As representatives sent by Zhu Di, Hu Guang and Yang Rong lined up beside Zhu Gaochi.

Yang Rong couldn't sit still, he got up from time to time to look at the crenels of the city wall, and when he turned around, he saw Hu Guang holding a teacup, sipping tea slowly.

"Lord Hu, at least Xing and Bo are the ones who have made great contributions to Daming. Can't they stop this ridiculous game?"

Hu Guang put down the teacup, lowered his eyes and said: "A man who promises, isn't Xinghe Bo the most important promise? This is seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, and we can only cherish it."

Yang Rong's eyelids were twitching wildly. He thought it was not a good omen, so he turned around again, ready to see if Fang woke up.

"Fang woke up!"

A crisp voice came, and Wanwan ran back without knowing any worries. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, she hid beside Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Gaochi smiled slightly and said, "Where's your elder brother?"

Wan Wan pouted and said, "Brother is down there, he said he wants to watch that balloon ascend to the sky!"

"Ascension?"

Zhu Gaochi looked at the dignitaries who were clinging to the walls one after another, and sighed: "Let's go take a look too, and see how we can go to heaven."