The result of the indiscriminate tossing is naturally not the point, and the lens has not been able to ignite the dead branches and grass after changing hands several times. However, there are also those who find the white spots of the spotlight and fiddle with them curiously, but the focus time is not long, and the lenses are snatched away again.

The child was unwilling, pouted, and muttered in a voice that was neither loud nor small: "It must be that white dot that can ignite the fire." ”

"Then why didn't you light the fire just now?" The student who took the lens from his hand replied, but he was also interested in it, and made the white dots out and swayed them on the dead grass and leaves.

Gao Shenghan pursed his lips slightly, paying attention to their every move, and naturally did not miss the conversation between the two.

She crept closer, stretched out her hand, and suddenly took the young man's hand, forcing him to stop. The young man was startled, thinking that someone was robbing him, and just wanted to shake his hand and open his mouth to scold, but when he raised his eyes, he was almost so frightened that he let go and threw the lenses!

"Emperor, Emperor......" His face quickly flushed, he stammered and didn't say anything, thinking in a chaotic way in his mind that if the emperor had taken a fancy to him, he was going to snatch him back tonight, and was thinking about whether he should refuse righteously or half-push and half-obey, when he heard a low cry around him, and his nose suddenly smelled a scorched smell!

Look down, wow! The lens in his hand was already rolling his eyes on the small pile of dead grass branches and leaves below, and soon flames burst out!

He stammered, speechless for a moment.

"I'll just say it's the white dot!" The boy who had been robbed of his lenses before unwillingly hit him on the shoulder, knocking his soul back.

"Your Majesty! Is that so? The boy spoke inarticulately, his face flushed as red as pork liver, and the children around him who had played well with him immediately rolled their eyes with disdain. Unpromising!

The students who paid close attention to the emperor's actions immediately followed suit, adjusted the focus, and focused on the dry grass, but after a few breaths, a few small haystacks were ignited.

Everyone was in high spirits, thinking that they had found the right way, and after a while, even a few masters who were standing on the side and observing had figured out the trick.

Chen Zixiu raised his hand to signal, and everyone immediately quieted down, blinking a pair of eager eyes and staring at the monarch.

Gao Shenghan took the lens and briefly talked about the principle of light gathering, as well as the relationship between the focal length and the convex arc of the mirror, and today's class is over.

"I tell you this, firstly, it is fresh, and secondly, it is also to open up an idea for everyone, it has always been necessary to rely on flint and fire sickles to make a fire, and even if you are careful when lighting the fire, there will be a sound, and it will be easy to be discovered. And this condenser, the fire is silent. It's just that there are drawbacks. Who's to say what it falls short of? ”

Immediately, a student raised his hand and replied, "It must be under the sun!" Not at night, not on cloudy days. ”

Then someone added: "Fragile." Inconvenient to carry. ”

Gao Shenghan nodded approvingly, "Therefore, it is not suitable for promotion and use." This method is good to master, and you don't have to take it too seriously. In fact, the biggest function of this lens is still a magnifying glass. I'll take a look at the small print. ”

Chen Zixiu's belly: You never look at the small words, you have people read them to you.

However, the students did not know, and they all looked at the young king with adoring eyes, stunned.

The emperor is so powerful!

The emperor knows so much!

What about it, who passed on the emperor before that he didn't learn no skills, tyrannical and cruel? The emperor couldn't be more kind!

After some exchange and interaction, the distance between the students and the young king was shortened, and even a few masters, in the face of such a witty and well-organized monarch, they couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the words they heard about the monarch before. Moreover, they also found out from the side that the Yanwutang was still advocated by the emperor, and Chen Zixiu pulled the strings from it, and the noble families and the General's Mansion and the Auxiliary State Mansion all contributed to it, and they must also plan to do a big job, and they will not pretend to be a formality. And after two and a half months of observation, the group of gentlemen who went to school first have indeed changed their style of work greatly, and they are quite motivated. Several martial artists were also recommended or promoted by the noble family, and they all served in the army, so they naturally knew what kind of generals were needed more on the battlefield, and the teaching tasks and various detailed rules that Chen Zixiu showed them were indeed more substantial and perfect than they expected!

What kind of talents can be cultivated by such a school, they are more expected than the king!

Gao Shenghan is really interested in Yanwutang, and almost all of the practical courses in the field are taught according to her requirements.

Due to the climate, it has now entered the lunar month, and many practical classes will not be carried out until the spring and summer of next year, but the teachers and students have seen the teaching content and are looking forward to the next semester's courses!

――You can go up to the tree and dig out the bird's nest! Get in the water and touch the fish!

If Gao Shenghan knew that his good intentions were distorted like this by them, he would probably vomit blood.

Nearly three months have passed, and the southeast flood has long receded, and it is time to recruit the minister to return. There is also the second son of the king of Huainan......

"Intended." She lazily stretched.

Zhang Wen, who had been promoted to the eunuch of Bingbi, immediately prepared the edict of pen and ink, and An Wenyu walked in front of the emperor to assist. Gao Kang, who had just finished reading the newspaper, grimaced and sorted out the used books.

Soon, the DPRK and the central government all knew that the matter of the southeast flood had to come to an end.

Although the road is far away, everyone's eyes have not missed that piece. After all, it's too big. It's a shock to the government and the opposition!

A heavy rain washed away six embankments, flooded more than a dozen villages, and about two or three percent of the fertile land in the southeast was not harvested! There is no accurate data on the dead, injured and missing people, and no less than 200,000 people have been affected!

How can I get relief? And how to provide disaster relief? Where does the money come from?

The ministers don't know about any of this! Only the household department is still busy, settling accounts every day, chasing after the bottom every day to ask for money! Ask for food! Demographic data!

In the early days, several old ministers gathered together and talked in small voices.

"Elder Dong Ge, I heard that the officials below who committed the crime have been dismissed on the spot......

"Be cautious, be cautious. It's all misinformation, misinformation. Elder Dong Ge didn't dare to answer. As far as he knew, Zhou Liyang's methods were more ferocious, holding the sword of Shang Fang to directly arrest people and raid their homes, and all the confiscated corrupt officials' family wealth was used for disaster relief, and the second son of King Huainan was responsible for taking care of the relatives of the prisoners, and he refused to take over the money and food, but he didn't make any big baskets. I don't know what kind of fight the emperor is fighting with the Huainan Palace, I'm afraid it will be clear in a few days.

This year's Laba porridge is not tasteless.

On the eighteenth day of the lunar month, Zhou Liyang, the minister of the Qin Mission, returned to Beijing with a prisoner car.

The second son of King Huainan did not accompany him, saying that he was infected with wind and cold on the road and was recuperating.