Zhang Xuan, who was slightly frightened and uneasy, was brought to Mr. Mu, and after meeting, he was naturally even more frightened and uneasy, and subconsciously stepped back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Knowing that he was rude, he apologized without falling, and the old man who looked old on the other side was the person who left his name on the temple of the sages, and this respect did not come from the nobility of blood but from the spontaneous existence of a man who grew up eating rice irrigated by those salts.

Mr. Mu didn't care, and laughed at himself: "When I was young, I was just as handsome, so I don't want to look in the mirror now." ”

Zhang Xuan hurriedly said: "With copper as a mirror, the old gentleman is indeed old." However, with the heart as a mirror, the old gentleman is still the same as when he left his name on the Shrine of the Sages. ”

"Hahaha......"

The old man smiled and coughed a few more times, and the disciple next to him hurriedly handed over the water.

"Young man, what's your friend's name?"

"Jian Chen."

"You're here to take the test?"

"Yes."

"What about Jian Chen?"

Zhang Xuan thought for a while, and felt that some things were well understood, so he said: "His father is an officer in the navy, and now he is serving and will go to the military academy in a few days." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, where does he have time to ponder these things when he serves in the army? After thinking about it, he understood what this meant, and said with a smile: "I see." He gave you this wooden box? ”

"Yes. He said let me find a chance to deliver it to you, and said...... I said I read your article in the booklet "Chemistry". ”

At this time, Zhang Xuan also understood that this was a good thing, and said that since he was a friend, he would inevitably have to help, and said casually: "My friend has liked these strange things since he was a child, and he often ...... them when he was a child."

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't really understand what chemistry was, but vaguely understood that it was probably related to medicine or gold, silver, copper and iron, and then said: "Yes, when I was a child, I often dismantled gunpowder to play, and sometimes I liked to burn iron. ”

His eyes swept around slightly, and he saw those strange bottles and cans, and said: "He also has a lot of these bottles and cans, I think he often uses them." ”

But he didn't want to say this but said it too much, the old man smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, and said in his heart: "Where are these bottles and cans so easy to get?" What glass workshop would be idle to blow such bottles and cans? ”

But he didn't say anything, and nodded: "Your little friend is very good." By the way, what are you here for? You and that Jian Chen are classmates and friends, so I think you like these things too, right? ”

Zhang Xuan shook his head and said, "No, I am learning arithmetic and accounting." Mr. Mu, what's wrong with my friend? ”

"No, we just did something that was important to us. Zhang Xuan, let me ask you, if I recommend him to come to the Academy Palace to be my disciple, will your friend come? ”

Zhang Xuan's heart suddenly moved, this is the school palace, the best school among the six Taixue, if you can come, it will naturally be excellent. Although I don't know what my friend has done, it is definitely better than being a quartermaster, at least in Mincheng, there are not many people who can enter the school palace to study, and it is not the path of parents, it is recommended by such an old gentleman, and this alone is enough to be famous.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly nodded and said, "He will definitely come." ”

After saying a few more words, some people sent Zhang Xuan away, and some people asked, "Sir, do you really recommend him directly to come to the Academy Palace?" ”

"If he can reconstruct the steps to extract this thing, and it turns out that he did it himself, of course he can. In this case, I will ask someone to go to Mincheng to see this person and ask him. ”

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Because of a bottle of white phosphorus and a detailed experiment report, Chen Jian, a nineteen-year-old young man, caused a small shock and turmoil among some people in a certain class in a certain school.

After detailed questioning, someone left the capital and went to Mincheng to see the complete experiment to determine whether it was true or not.

If true, this young man may be the youngest person in 200 years to leave his name on the temple of the Magi.

The road is long, and it always takes time to reach Mincheng, especially since Mincheng is the southernmost city in the whole country.

Although it is far away in the southern sky, there is no such turbulence as the capital, but during the period from Zhang Xuan's departure to the time when someone came to Mincheng to find Chen Jian, Mincheng as a whole was not peaceful.

When he is calm, he always can't see the face of the world clearly, but when he is not calm, it will be much clearer, and Jian Chen also understands what he is now.

In May, a gas explosion occurred at a coal mine west of Mincheng, killing 120 miners.

At this time, there is no simplest copper mesh safety lamp, and it is not the kind of open-pit mine near Yucheng, mining always needs open flame lighting, and dead people are normal.

However, the issue of compensation after the death finally caused a stir, and the coal mine owner should have symbolically bought a straw mat for each person, at least to dig up the body.

It's just that digging up the corpse is too expensive, so the mine owner pondered it and thought of a good way to save money, and directly buried the exploding ore section with stones.

This led to a strike by the miners throughout Mincheng, and it was suppressed normally.

In fact, it is a good thing to be suppressed, after all, Chen Jian pondered that he would have to drink the blood of these people in the future, and if he didn't suppress it, it would cost so much money to make trouble, how could he stand on top of the world in the sea of stars?

It's a pity that Chen Jian's infantile illness was almost committed again, so he prepared a pamphlet and more than a hundred silver coins, planning to secretly support this group of miners, so that they would not have nothing to eat and be forced to go back to work due to the pressure of life, and by the way, bring a little theoretical support.

But then I thought about it, not to mention the future, even at this time, what I want to do is almost the same, and maybe even more bastard than this, so don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf.

So he touched his buttocks and stood by and watched.

Later, not only the miners, but also some female workers from the workshops joined in.

The miners asked for basic death compensation, and the weavers asked the mill owner to send the money to themselves instead of their fathers, and many female workers were sent by their fathers to the weaving workshop or the bullet flower workshop, and the money was directly received by the father, and many of them did not know how much money they had after three or four years of work.

Originally, the workshop owners and mine owners were very tough, ready to fight to the end, and if necessary, they suppressed it by force, and they didn't want to open this opening.

But I never expected that a group of old feudal nobles who had lost their rights and grew up in an environment of dignity and humility and order took the opportunity to attack the people of Xia Guo for their lack of morality, and it was natural for a woman to give money to her father, and this side actually wanted to take it back for her own use.

Many old aristocrats took the opportunity to ridicule the Xia people for being inferior to beasts and beasts, without warmth.

They were neither the owners of the mills nor the mines, and certainly did not support the miners and weavers, but blamed and mocked them with an attitude of condescension.

It's not just a matter of strikes, it's a matter of politics.

Originally, some of the old aristocrats of the Hou Bo Kingdom were unstable, and the seemingly relaxed political atmosphere was limited to trivial nonsense, and the state apparatus was not an ornament, especially for this group of people who took the opportunity to make waves.

Chen Jian also added a lot of fire by the way, and secretly wrote a slave code of the feudal moral system on how to be a good slave and distributed it, and many old nobles who saw it burst into tears, and suddenly felt that this was what the world of great rule should look like.

This pamphlet, full of praise for the hierarchy of the Hou Bo Kingdom in the north, instantly turned public opinion, and a large number of citizens who had grown up under the education system of the Xia Kingdom were furious.

Although it seems that Mincheng is relatively stable, since the beginning of the founding of the Xia Kingdom, when some people were ready to restore the sacredness of the bloodline, the people of the Xia Kingdom have died hundreds of thousands of people for this, especially when someone tried to inherit the bloodline for the first time a long time ago, more than 300 students in the school palace were killed for this reason, but it still did not scare more people.

Just like someone in Xinxia dared to speak, it was not because of the kind charity of the ruling class of this ethnic group, but because it took hundreds of thousands of lives to get it back in the past four hundred years. It's also like why the Taixue Academy and the like still have half of the non-recommended places left, which are also exchanged for blood.

It seems to be gentle, it seems to be tolerant, but once the bottom line is touched, it will be ignored, after all, the essence in the textbook has not changed, after all, the bottom people are still needed to be soldiers to fight.

In an instant, the burghers changed from neutrality to sympathy, and the mill owners immediately drew a line of separation from the mine owners and the old aristocracy, and the weavers would not die en masse anyway, and that giving the money directly to the women would cost nothing more than a few more coppers.

This kind of chaos forced Mincheng to hold a county council, and it was this council that made Chen Jian understand that he was not even a fart at this time.

Of the 36 counties in the country, each county needs to give out 13 seats when the national congress opens, and the council in each county also has more than 100 people according to its population - Chen Jian did not expect to become one of those thirteen people, but these more than 100 people in this county have nothing to do with Chen Jian and Chen Siwen, Chen Siwen is a military figure, and Chen Jian is not qualified to be involved at all.

Two days later, it was agreed that all future employment would be paid to the employed, that the bodies of those who died in the coal mine gas explosion would be exhumed and buried, and that the families of each deceased would be compensated with ten silver coins.

Mincheng finally settled down.

The weavers went back to work, the money was in their own hands, and they became people who could control their own destiny, and even if some fathers were not happy, one day they would accept this fact and treat their daughters in a different way.

The miners happily read out the new Minjun death compensation regulations, cheered that their death was worth ten silver coins, and went back to mining.

The chaos passed quickly, and Mincheng also returned to prosperity, and Chen Jian was very happy, understanding that everything in this group had come to the present by relying on drops of blood and tears.

The matter of the county council also made him understand that he really couldn't even make a sound, which strengthened his heart to climb up, and he understood better which people have power at this moment, and which talents can influence the direction of the race after they get out of the fog.

Everything in Mincheng returned to normal after this turmoil, including the kind of flowers that rose every day, and this little turmoil did not affect the hoarding enthusiasm of the merchants of Mincheng.

More and more people are drawn into this bewitching and luxurious stamen, and the jingle of silver coins and the fragrance of flowers breed a frenzy that will soon turn to boiling.

At the end of July, Sun Zhan told Chen Jian that the play had finally been rehearsed and would be ready to be performed immediately.

In view of the fact that Chen Jian was still unknown at this time, this scene used Sun Zhan's reputation, Sun Zhan was unimpressed and even a little happy, he believed that this scene would become a very legendary drama that could be passed down for at least a few years.

Unlike last time, this time Jian Chen was finally qualified to sit in some of the boxes that he could only envy before. I asked for the time and got the invitation to the first performance in advance.

Jian Chen really wanted to watch with Lin Xi, at least he could temporarily forget that he was such a bastard now, and find a little soft warmth from his numb, stiff heart that violated his original intention.