Zhang Qian spent several nights in a row pondering how to write a quatrain poem to make a difference, so as not to show timidity on the spot. For several nights in a row, all I thought about was that I couldn't write poems and couldn't write them, and if I didn't think about the mood or not, where did I think about the problem of mood or not? At this moment, Zhang Shuo, a double expert in literature and politics, suddenly realized that the biggest problem with this chrysanthemum poem that he had painstakingly compiled was not at all flat, but that the artistic conception was too sad! There is no vigor that a young person should have!

In turn, compare with Wang Han's sentence, "Where is the hibiscus on the creek now, and the wild chrysanthemums on the fence are ......smiling in the autumn wind." In terms of artistic conception, the two sides are at least forty years apart. One is a sunny boy, and the other is a white-haired old man!

Just when he was sweating in shame, he heard He Zhizhang take the initiative to defend himself: "Why should Daoji be too harsh? Young people are sad and sad, and the white-haired old man is full of pride, isn't it common sense in the world? ! When He was twenty years old, he wrote many words that were several times more decadent than this Guanju poem. is now nearly half a hundred years old, but he often makes some bold remarks to hide the twilight in his heart. ”

"That's true!" Wang Anzhi is about the same age as He Zhizhang, and he also smiled and helped beside him. "I read this poem, although there are slight flaws in the plain, and the artistic conception is a little decadent, compared with most of the young people's works in Taixue, it is much higher!"

"That's nature, otherwise, how could Ji Weng lead him to us!" Zhang Shuo didn't argue with He Zhizhang and Wang Anzhi, and nodded lightly with a smile.

"If you two know that he couldn't even speak Tang Yan more than a month ago, I'm afraid that your views on this poem will be very different!" He Zhizhang was still not satisfied, and continued to do his best to stand up for Zhang, "Besides, his master was not originally famous for his beautiful articles. ”

"Huh?" When the words fell, Zhang Shuo and Wang Shi couldn't help but be taken aback, and even the oldest Bi Gou was shocked, "Is this true?" A month ago, he really didn't know how to speak Tang Yan?! ”

"He came out of the mountains for less than two months. When He saw him for the first time, he still stumbled! He Zhizhang smiled and nodded slightly. Immediately, after a little hesitation, he quickly added: "Since ancient times, the Mo family has been known for making utensils. The last time He went to his house to get wine, he once saw the copper kettle he used to make wine, and it was ingenious. Both of them had previously served as a local shepherd for the Holy Lord, and if they could use all kinds of utensils in the future, they might as well send someone to consult with Yongzhao. ”

"Makers? Have you really learned the secret art of the Mo family? Zhang Shuo raised his eyebrows, and two sharp rays of light immediately shot out of his eyes.

"With Zhao, the secret technique of the Mo family's organs, you have mastered geometry? Can you show one or two for the old man?! Bi Gou was old and reacted a little slowly, but like Zhang Shuo, he looked at Zhang Qian again with a knife-like gaze, his face full of disbelief.

I don't blame the two of them for being suspicious.

Since Lu Zang and his brother Lu Zhengming, two "smart people", have become famous by "escaping the world" in Zhongnan Mountain, and have successfully mixed into the ranks of high-ranking officials in the Tang Dynasty. Every year, all kinds of hermits and strangers appear near Chang'an, and there are as many as carp crossing the river.

And the champion Lang He Zhizhang is a well-known preference for promoting juniors, and often uses some excessive rhetoric to make a name for his own favored juniors. (Note: He Zhizhang has praised many people, the most famous is to praise Li Bai, Qi Xian.) ）

Therefore, whether it was Wang Shi, Zhang Shuo, or Bi Gou, they didn't take Zhang Qian's identity as a disciple of Momen very seriously. It's just that in the way of He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu's face, they just echoed a few words. Anyway, at the moment, inside and outside Chang'an City, the young people who seek to be born under all kinds of strange signs are not inferior to Zhang Qian.

And now, He Zhizhang threw out a flower-like article, directly mentioning practical organs and utensils, Bi Gou and Zhang Shuo, and they didn't dare to be perfunctory anymore. After all, poetry and writing, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can find a master to catch the knife. However, the Mojia organ has to be made to see the effect, whether it is true or false, and you can distinguish it clearly with a use!

"With Zhao Xiaoyou, anyway, the guests haven't arrived yet, you might as well say a few things from the sect, so that the two of them can have a long experience!" He Zhizhang is so smart, when he heard Bi Gou and Zhang's question, he immediately guessed that the two did not believe in their introduction to Zhang Qian first, and immediately held back a fire in his heart, and made a request to Zhang Qian with a smile.

Zhang Qian originally wanted to be modest, but at this moment, he found that the matter had involved He Zhizhang's face and reputation, and of course he didn't dare to disappoint people who were wholeheartedly good to him. Therefore, he took half a step forward, grabbed a pair of chopsticks from the table with a smile, and said with a gesture: "Dare to teach your predecessors to know that after Qin Mo entered the mountain, he was unwilling to work killing weapons, so in terms of weapons, he learned very little." However, the utensils that can be used to improve people's livelihood are slightly dabbled in one or two ......"

As he spoke, he erected the chopsticks as a pillar, and took a Qipan containing fruit as a gate, and quickly demonstrated: "Seniors, please see, this is the general appearance of a one-way water gate." The younger generation saw that many lands around Chang'an had been affected by floods. If a canal is dug to connect with a large river for drainage, it is necessary to guard against river backflow at all times. And if you build a few water gates on the canal. When the water level in the farmland is high, the floodgates are pushed open and the water can drain into the river on its own. And when the river swells, push the gate backwards to close the gate. At that time, there will not be a drop of river water that can be poured back into the farmland! ”

As the saying goes, as soon as a connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one. A few years ago, Bi Gou was sent to other places to do assassination because he offended the courtiers. And that Zhang said that because he refused to go along with the ministers to slander his colleagues, he was kicked by Wu Zetian to Qinzhou in Lingnan. When these two were local officials, they were scratching their heads because of the floods. Now that I have seen Zhang Qian's one-way gate, how can I not understand the wonderful use of this thing? For a while, many feelings such as surprise, shame and chagrin were over, and they both couldn't wait to stand up and grab the ground with their heads!

Surprisingly, with this door, most of the flood disasters can be solved.

What is ashamed is that such a simple wooden door, I have been thinking about it for many years, how can I not think of it?

I am even more annoyed, now that I have returned to Chang'an to report on my work, I can't come up with enough money to give gifts to Empress Wei's brother, and then I want to make up for the real shortage, I don't know how long it will take to wait for what year and month? Seeing a weapon that can benefit all people, but there is no way to promote it personally, what is the difference between that and never seeing it?

How did Zhang Qian know that in the eyes of later generations, the scientific and technological progress like a layer of window paper is a mountain for the predecessors! Wu felt that just taking out a one-way water gate was not enough to fight for He Zhizhang. He put down his chopsticks and tray, asked the servant for a set of pen and paper, and quickly drew a windmill and a simple pipe-type pumping machine.

"How many seniors, have you seen these two objects? This is a windmill, and the following one is called a machine well by the younger generations. If you use a windmill to drive the crank of the well, you can continuously draw water from low to high places. If a dam is built between the ditch and the river, the windmill is erected on it, and a bamboo pipe is connected to each side to make the well pipe. In the event of a flood, the water from the ditch can be discharged into the river using windmills and wells. In times of drought, water from large rivers can be pumped into ditches. In this way, unless there is a catastrophe of thousands of miles of red land or a monstrous flood, otherwise, a small drought and a small flood will basically not hurt the people on both sides of the river! “

"Hiss-" The voice fell, and the four elders present widened their eyes and gasped in unison. No matter how calm your mind is, you can't say a complete sentence.

Windmills, for those who are well-informed, are not new. But they had never heard of the use of windmills and two pipes to draw water from both sides of the embankment.

As for the "machine well" in Zhang Qiankou, why does it have such a magical function? What is the truth in it, he has heard of it, and he has never even dreamed of it!

And Zhang Qian, afraid that the four of them would not believe it, smiled and continued to add: "The younger generation's Zhuangtian has suffered floods in many places this year. Therefore, taking advantage of the crisp autumn weather, he specially ordered the steward to organize servants and tenants, dig ditches, build embankments, and choose sites for water gates, windmills, and machine wells. It will take about a month and a half for the windmill and the shaft to be completed. But the water gate has been installed several. If the four seniors are interested, after a month and a half, they can go to the junior Zhuangzi and see these objects with their own eyes. ”

"This ......" Bi Gou, He Zhizhang, Zhang Shuo and Wang Shi finally stopped inhaling. Eight round eyes looked at each other, and from each other's faces, they saw the madness that could not be concealed.

If the water gate, the windmill and the machine well can appear in the world and spread. Just around Chang'an City, surrounded by eight rivers, I am afraid that hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land can be added out of thin air! And Gunzhou, Xiangfan, Gusu, Yuhang and other places that are more waterlogged than Chang'an, over time, I am afraid that all of them will become the land of fish and rice, a paradise on earth!

For a long time, for a long time, Zhang said that he was the first to come to his senses. pointed at He Zhizhang's nose very rudely, and complained loudly: "Brother Ji Zhen, this, this is your fault!" With such a sharp weapon and a genius, why don't you sacrifice it to the Holy God as soon as possible?! Zhang knows that you cherish feathers, which can be compared with the well-being of the people in the world, just feathers are a piece of bullshit! ”

"I, it's the first time I've seen these three artifacts today!" He Zhizhang was scolded so wronged, and defended himself with a red face and in a loud voice, "If I had seen the water gate, the windmill and the machine well when I first met him, how would I recommend Yong Zhao to you?" ”

"Ji Weng, Daogong, don't argue with the two seniors, and listen to the juniors!" Seeing that He Zhizhang and Zhang Shuo were about to quarrel like children, Zhang Qian hurriedly persuaded him beside him: "Water Gate, windmill and machine well, the younger generation used to be in the master's gate, and he only saw other senior brothers do it, and he didn't do it himself." Therefore, until the performance of these three artifacts has been confirmed, we will never dare to make them public. When Ji Weng's predecessors were guests on the junior Zhuangzi, the junior had not yet made the real thing, so he didn't talk to him. Nowadays, these three utensils have been almost made, and the younger generations dare not cherish themselves with brooms. ”

"Well, the stakes are high, and you should definitely be cautious." Bi Gou was the oldest, and with trembling hands, he stroked his beard and made a final decision.

"Then hurry up and build it, make a physical object one day earlier, and benefit all people one day earlier!" Zhang Shuo was still unwilling, with red eyes in his eyes, and urged loudly. "If you can really do what you say, even if the performance is half worse, you don't have to go around throwing scrolls anymore. Long Weng, Ji Weng, An Zhi and I, join forces to protect your reputation! ”

The word "submission" means in Datang that you send your articles to dignitaries and dignitaries, so that the other party can help you become famous, or recommend yourself to enter the official career.

Zhang Qian understood the meaning of these two words, and even more understood, Zhang said that he had just taken out the chrysanthemum poem to ask He Zhizhang to be axe-correct, and regarded it as a "roll" to the four elders, and immediately felt the need to clarify, and explained in a low voice with a red face: "Thank you, senior." However, the younger generation dared to teach the seniors to learn that the previous poem of the younger generation really wanted to congratulate the seniors for guidance, not ......"

"Okay, the old man knows that you didn't mean to throw the papers. However, the old man has the responsibility not to let the pearl be buried in the dust! He Zhizhang rolled his eyelids impatiently and interrupted.

"At such a young age, why are you so timid?!" Zhang Shuo also glared at him fiercely, and said in a low voice, "Datang is inclusive of all over the world, and people with ability never have to hide it, pretend to be modest!" Since you are fortunate enough to have cultivated a body of thaumaturgy, it is only natural that you should use it to serve your parents' state! Do you really want to live under the forest spring until your gray hair is pale, and then you sigh with emotion, just for the flowers to bloom late, and you can't report the spring breeze? ! Just said that you are not old and decrepit, but you are still not convinced! Hmph, this time Zhang was caught again! ”