"Principles of mechanics?!" Lu Dalin had heard of Han Gang's ambition to approach the avenue with side arts, but he never took it to heart, pursuing the avenue, and when he was on the right path, he disdained the side door.

"That's an interesting way to put it." Zhang Zai has the bearing of absorbing everyone and is very supportive of Han Gang's ideas.

He put a brush flat on the table, "a pen, if it is placed on the table, no one touches it, it will not move......" He pushed his fingers, and the pen shaft rolled out with a gurgling roll, "Once there is a thrust, the pen shaft will move." Everything in the world will not move without force. It must be forcefully applied to the top before it can move. ”

Lu Da Linqi said: "What is there to say about this? You can see it every day. ”

"It's very simple. But Yukun asked another question, "Zhang Zai took the pen, and in Lu Dalin's puzzled gaze, he let go of his hand, and the brush fell to the ground with a click. "Why do the pens fall, and where does this power come from?"

"There's nothing to hold up underneath." Lu Dalin said, feeling that something was wrong, "What did Han Yukun say?" ”

Yukun's letter said that the earth has a gravitational pull on all things, everywhere, and there is no hindrance. The brush fell, all because of the force to pull down. Zhang Zai flipped over the table and pulled out Han Gang's letter, which was as thick as a book, and there were more than a dozen pages when it was unfolded. Han Gang actually used patterns, numbers and words to explain his point of view little by little.

Lu Dalin glanced at it twice, then frowned, and the dotted paintings on it made him have a headache, "Han Yukun didn't go crazy, right?" ”

"It's better to take a closer look. …… Yukun's letter said that the reason for the rising sun and the setting of the moon should be derived from it. ”

"How is that possible?! The Avenue of Heaven and Earth, how can it be equated with a pen?! ”

"The sun rises and the moon sets, and so does the way of heaven. But there must be a reason to follow, not necessarily different from the pen. Yukun said that it is not impossible to find out the truth. ”

Hearing what the teacher said, Lu Dalin frowned again and looked at Han Gang's letter.

Zhang Zai got up and propped up the window, and a cold wind blew away the warmth in the room, but also replaced the turbid air.

Jang Jae took a deep breath of cool air. Since he resigned and returned to Hengqu Town, he founded the long-awaited academy, and watched his students grow into talents, and his own academic system has gradually formed.

Mr. Hengqu is looking forward to Han Gang's success, his young and outstanding disciple, his idea of learning from things should come from Cheng Hao, but using numbers to analyze the natural avenue, it must be Han Gang's own opportunity. If you can gain something, you should be able to make up for many shortcomings in the academic discourse of Qi.

Inheriting the holy religion and Taoism, and opening up the peace of all generations, heaven and earth, and the people are all in their hearts.

This is Jang Jae's wish.

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The wax moon of the fourth year of Hehuang Xining alternates between wind, snow and sunny days.

A blizzard two days ago interrupted the communication between Xizhou [Wusheng Army] and Gongzhou [Tongyuan Army], crushing hundreds of houses in and out of the city, but today, the sky is clear again, and the snow-capped mountains reflect the dazzling sunlight.

In front of the gate of the Han Mansion, Han Yunniang held her hands, and the warm white mist escaped from her fingers. Han Yunniang will be sixteen years old after the New Year, and her completely grown body still looks weak. Wearing a scarlet cloak, a whole fox fur scarf wrapped around his neck. The raised little face was red from the cold, and the tip of the upturned nose was red.

Located in the border city, the big houses in Longxi City are all surrounded by high walls, and the Han family is no exception, and even the gate is about a foot high. A servant of the Han family was about to hang a peach talisman engraved with the gods of Shen Tu and Yu Lei at the entrance of the two doors, and he couldn't reach the position with his feet, so he could only step on a square stool, hanging the peach talisman, and he had to turn around and ask Han Yunniang, who was watching below:

"Xiaoyun lady, have you seen it right?"

"A little off, a little further to the left."

The New Year will be in a few days, and the Han family is now the top three in Gongzhou, and it is also very lively to handle the New Year. To worship the ancestors and hold a banquet, there were many people talking and the scene was a little chaotic, but with Han Ah Li coming out to appoint, there was no joke.

Han Gang ignored the noise outside, and in the study, he concentrated on the books.

After the snow stopped yesterday, he took people for a walk around the city and outside the city, and when he couldn't contact Wang Shao in Xizhou, he took it upon himself to open the treasury, take out money and grain, and recruit the victims to come out to work. Cash-for-work to clear snow from the streets and alleys of the city.

Han Gang has already been sentenced, he has given an order, naturally someone will deal with it, and he no longer needs to do it himself. He also entrusted the errand of cash-for-work to go out, as long as he took the time to see if the management below had arranged things well every day.

In any case, Han Gang, as a pro-people official, did not want to see civilians die of cold and starvation under his rule. Those widows and lonely households without ding, after Han Gang also ventilated with Wang Shao, he took them into a sanatorium to do some effortless chores and have something to eat.

Everything is arranged in advance, and all tasks are assigned to the right people to complete. The work that makes ordinary officials feel extremely tedious, Han Gang does it, but it is extremely leisurely. I have time to sit in the study at home and read quietly.

Next year will be the fifth year of Xining, and the local test will start in August. In terms of time, he doesn't have much to waste - the decisive battle against Mu Zheng is waiting for him after the beginning of spring, and now when he can sit down and read a book systematically, it will be a period of time around the New Year.

At this stage of court officials, officials from Jinshi will no longer be able to make a two-level jump like when selecting people and Beijing officials. But if you don't have a jinshi and a first, if you rise to a certain level, you will hit a transparent ceiling. No matter how talented an official without a background is, he will inevitably be sneered at in the process of communicating with Jinshi officials. The most obvious example is Xue Xiang, who is second to none in terms of financial planning in the DPRK and China, who served as a transit envoy in such an important place as Shaanxi several times, but Wang Anshi promoted him to serve as a six-way shipping envoy, and when he was in charge of the Bianhe Gangyun, he was pressed up with a stack of bullets. As for the other examples, Han Gang couldn't think of them for a while-few civil officials who were not Jinshi could be promoted like Xue Xiang.

In order to develop smoothly in the future, Han Gang needs the identity of a jinshi. Military merit is not enough. Di Qing said back then that the gap between him and Han Qi was just one less Jinshi and No. 1. But the ending of the two is very different.

There are still eight months to go to the Gongsheng examination, and there is a big battle in the middle to divide most of the time, for Han Gang, it can be said that time is not waiting.

However, the official body he has is a key to the back door.

As an official, Han Gang could not participate in the military state middle school examination, but had to go to the administrative office of the road branch transfer division where he was located to participate in the lock hall test specially attended by officials. Nominally, it is to prevent officials from snatching the tribute quota of the poor, but in essence, it is to allow those children of the family who have the official body to pass the examination conveniently. And Han Gang took advantage of this, and there was more than one cheapness.

If a year ago, when the Shaanxi Transit Division had not been divided, Han Gang would definitely go to Chang'an Jingzhao Mansion to participate in the lock hall test and compete with officials from all over Shaanxi. Although it is the probability of choosing two out of ten and choosing three, it is much easier than picking one of the three or four hundred like Fujian and Jiangxi, but after all, it is not as good as the Shaanxi Transfer Division is divided into two now-the officials who are preparing to participate in the Qinfeng Transfer Division Lock Hall Examination, even if Han Gang is counted, I don't know if there will be three or five people.

With such a low competition rate, coupled with the inferior academic standards of Qin Feng's area, it is really not difficult for Han Gang's Jingyi level to stand out among them. And it was the transporter who presided over the lock hall test. Before and after the Battle of Hehuang, in order to ensure the stability of Qin Feng's situation, the imperial court was not forced to do so, and would not change the commander, and now Cai Yanqing will not stumble on himself.

It's just that when it comes to the Ministry of Rites exam, there is not so much convenience, and Han Gang also has to compete with thousands of tribute students from other regions for a mere three hundred places. But he is still very confident in the entrance examination - after all, this subject is very special.

"Official." Yan Suxin pushed the door in with the hot soup, and before he got closer, the soup in the bowl was already fragrant.

Han Gang was tired of reading, so he put down the book. His eyes swirled back and forth between Gaiwan and Pretty Face, calculating which one to eat first.

Skillfully pulled the girl to sit on her lap, casually into her arms, I don't know if it is because of her daily moisturization, Yan Suxin's originally slightly slender chest that can be held in one hand seems to have become plump during this time, and even the feel is different.

It's just that Han Gang pinched it slightly, but the delicate body in his arms was suddenly shocked. Hurriedly let go of his hand, he asked with concern: "Su Xin, what's wrong?" ”

The girl cried out in pain: "It hurts a little." ”

Han Gang was a little puzzled, he didn't use much strength. Holding it tentatively again, Yan Suxin gasped again, and frowned her slender eyebrows...... Han Gang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled hard, and a round of much plump breasts stood proudly, trembling up and down in the air.

"Official!"

Yan Suxin exclaimed, and hurriedly pulled up the half of the placket that had been opened. Blood rushed up, and his face was as red as a ripe apple, hot as hot. Biting his lower lip, he slapped Han Gang a few times with his small fist, reproaching him with disgust, "It's daytime......"

Although it was covered up after being exposed, Han Gang, who was paying close attention, still found that the color of that place had indeed darkened a little. "Su Xin, are you happy?" He immediately asked in surprise.

"Joy?" The girl is remarkable.

Seeing that Yan Suxin was at a loss, Han Gang asked again: "Have you felt like vomiting recently?" ”

Su Xin shook her head: "The slave didn't, but Sister Nanniang vomited once this morning, and her appetite was not good yesterday." ”

Han Gang patted his head, how did they get together. He carefully helped Yan Suxin to stand up: "I have to find a doctor who can cut off the pulse of joy to take a look." ”