Zhang Weiwen saw these two like this, and immediately felt a deep sense of superiority, probably for these extremely smart ancient people, the only confidence left is these from modern knowledge, he was very bored in college with a few classmates to do a project that has nothing to do with his studies, that is, to reinterpret the ancient mainstream academic topics with the way of thinking of modern mathematics.

The reason why Zhang Weiwen is so memorable is because the subject was too huge in the end, and finally ended in miscarriage. But at this time, Zhang Weiwen thought about it again, but he felt very pity, because it was originally a very worthy exploration, two seemingly unrelated academic fields, but now Zhang Weiwen understands that the reason for their failure at the beginning was not because the application of mathematical knowledge was too narrow, but because they did not understand what ancient culture was at all, and in traditional ethics and morality, it was never measured by the real value of mathematics.

They are illogical. For anything, a clear logical line is extremely important, Xu Shi saw where his husband was talking to himself, and suddenly felt a little helpless, so he stepped forward and said, "Husband, what's wrong?" Zhang Weiwen was a little embarrassed when he saw Xu on the side, but at this time, there was no other explanation, Zhang Weiwen said: "It's nothing, it's just that I've been in good health for a few days, I'm afraid I'm going to go to the court, and I finally slept for a few days." When Xu saw Zhang Weiwen speak, he was a little helpless, so he said, "Husband, this is?" Zhang Weiwen looked at Xu and smiled and said, "Just kidding, I'll go find the two brothers first." After saying that, Zhang Weiwen left, leaving a helpless Xu family, and the girl next to Xu said at this time: "The master has always been worried recently. ”

Xu didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Weiwen's distant figure and didn't speak.

The residence arranged by the Xu family for Wen Jun and Yan Lu is very quiet, it looks very quiet and peaceful, Zhang Weiwen is wearing the robe often worn by Confucian scholars at this time, and the very flowing beard that is forced by the Xu family to leave behind looks really a bit of the demeanor of a celebrity, not to mention Yan Lu, who has always been known for his handsomeness, there are so many handsome men in the world, but at this moment Wen Jun feels unspeakable helplessness.

"The two of you look very good today." Zhang Weiwen sat in front of these two and spoke, Wen Jun touched his beard and said: "I didn't expect Chongyan to wear this Confucian robe, and he would have a bit of literati temperament at that time. Yan Lu smiled and said: "It's not just a few points, it's just handsome, and a gentleman is like jade." Zhang Weiwen was suddenly a little embarrassed, he only wanted to dress like this because he was going to a very important cultural meeting today, but he didn't expect to be said like this by the two of them, and Zhang Weiwen, who was thick-skinned, suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Tautology doesn't have to be like this, most people in this world still value faces very much, if it weren't for me being older than you, the three of us standing together, I might be laughed at." Zhang Weiwen heard Wen Jun speak like this, and immediately felt a little funny, he had never thought that there would be such a thing, at this time Yan Lu stood up and said to Wen Jun: "What is Old Wen talking about, who in this world doesn't know your reputation, I am not a woman, I need to pay attention to my appearance, and my appearance is only temporary, what you said like this made me and Brother Chongyan a little ashamed." Yan Lu's haunted words made Wen Jun very useful, and the three of them were ready, so they got into the carriage that had been prepared and went outside the city.

Originally, this end-of-summer literary meeting was the grandest banquet in the imperial capital, but because of the assassination of His Majesty, the scale of this time was much smaller, but in the end, there were still many scholars in this world, so it was not small, and the small manor located on the South Mountain was surrounded by carriages. When Zhang Weiwen and his party arrived, they were already overwhelmed.

"I thought there would be fewer people this time, but I didn't expect that there would still be so many people?" Zhang Weiwen opened his mouth to speak, Wen Jun smiled and said, "This is still because of the books before the tautology." When Zhang Weiwen heard this, he immediately said in surprise: "I didn't expect it to spread so fast? Yan Lu said: "Although there are many people in this Shilin who claim to be high, there are still many people who want to learn from you, a person with great achievements. Wen Jun rolled his eyes and said: "Zilu is still too tactful, this time, I'm afraid the tautology can't be the same as before, this time the Wenhui has been fooled, there are a lot of people who want to be famous through you." When Zhang Weiwen heard this, he suddenly felt a splitting headache. The thing he feared most as a science student was arguing with this man who was full of words. When Wen Jun saw Zhang Weiwen's face, he immediately felt funny, and said: "Don't worry, when the time comes, you will answer their questions with what you are good at, no matter what tricky questions are, you don't have to answer them positively." Zhang Weiwen nodded and looked at the traffic outside, and suddenly felt a little confident in his heart, the owner of this manor was run by a very famous person in the imperial capital.

He has a deep friendship with Wen Jun and has a wide range of friends, and every literary meeting is held by him, but he has a lot of fame in the world. The three of them got down from the carriage, only to see that the manor was very elegant and quiet, but unfortunately it was destroyed by the crowd in front of them.

I saw that there was a very tall peach blossom tree outside this village, Zhang Weiwen had never seen such a big peach blossom tree, but the peach blossoms had already bloomed at this time, which was a pity.

Zhang Weiwen was sighing, and a middle-aged scribe with fluttering clothes came out, and after seeing Wen Jun, he said, "Old Wen, Brother Yan, and Master Zhang, you are here." Zhang Weiwen opened his mouth and said: "You don't have to call me an adult, this is a meeting of scribes, and it has nothing to do with the government, so there is no need to be like this." The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Then how about I call the tautology directly?" ”

"Sir has a long reputation, so naturally it is okay." Zhang Weiwen knew that this middle-aged scribe was the world's stable Su Mi, whose poems, books and articles were all unique, and he was everyone at that time.

"In that case, the owner of the village is waiting for a few inside, please hurry."

Entering the inner courtyard, Zhang Weiwen felt that the so-called leisurely seeing Nanshan picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, what is the artistic conception, only to see that this place does not have the slightest gold and jade decoration, but it reveals a simple and natural feeling, but it is more fresh and natural than the mansions of the wealthy nobles in the imperial capital, which makes people feel that the taste of the owner of this courtyard is extraordinary.

The people who entered this courtyard were all scribes with long robes and big sleeves, and they were all very polite, which made Zhang Weiwen a little embarrassed, whether these people knew each other or not, they had to come over to say hello to him.

(To be continued.) )