Chapter Seventy-Eight: Knowledge Should Be Shared

Wang Mai knew that there was a Luo Bin Wang, who was one of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Ma Zhou? Mabin King? It's a familiar name. No matter what, since this person's name has a little impression of himself, it means that he is by no means a general person. And this person is a native of Bozhou, which is close to Jeju, and is considered half of his hometown. He was introduced to his name right away.

Ma Zhou didn't react much after hearing it: "It turned out to be Brother Wang, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

The two chatted for a while, and Ma Zhou talked about his origin, it turned out that he had lost his parents since he was a child, but he was studious by nature, and he made a name for himself in his hometown when he was young, and became a low-level official in Bozhou Mansion.

“…… Nabo Prefecture Thorn History has no eyes, driven like a cow and horse, in a fit of anger, I resigned from the official position, and planned to go to Chang'an to try. When I went to the vicinity of the Eastern Capital, I heard that a library had just opened in Luoyang City, which was open to scholars free of charge, and it was good to read in the next life, so I came to see and see. ”

Seeing that this Ma Zhou is young, he didn't expect that he was a high-minded and arrogant person, but he was a bit similar to Wei Zheng. Thinking of Wei Zheng, Wang Mai had some good feelings about this person, this kind of person is naturally arrogant, and he wants to do big things at a glance, and ordinary cases are generally disdainful.

"I don't know what Brother Ma thinks of this library?" Wang Mai asked casually.

"The library is naturally good, but there are fewer books, and the contents of many of the books in it are simply nonsense, I really can't figure out why the owner of the library would allow such books to exist?" Ma Zhou said without hesitation.

"I wonder what books you're referring to?" Wang Mai asked curiously. This man is also too open-mouthed, but I think he is young, and I will forgive him for his youthful frivolity.

"There are a lot, a book is dedicated to what a drop of water has a lot of small insects, I thought it was a strange book like "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" at first glance, but I didn't expect the book to be vibrant. Did he say that if there is, there will be? Anyway, I can't see it when I wait. ”

"How can you talk so much at such a young age?" A few scholars next to him were not happy after listening to it, and the accent was a native of Luoyang, "Guozijian now has a treasure called a microscope that can see the small insects in the water, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it yourself." ”

Wang Mai glanced at those people carefully, and found that some of them were familiar, as if they were students of Guozijian, no wonder they spoke up.

Ma Zhou was taught a lesson by several people, and his heart was a little unhappy, he looked at Wang Mai and said: "Brother Wang must have lived in Luoyang for a long time, is it really true?" ”

received Wang Mai's affirmative reply, and then apologized to those people suspiciously.

"Forget it, see that you are new here, and I don't care about you." The man waved his hand, and suddenly saw Wang Mai behind Ma Zhou, "Assistant Teacher Wang?" ”

Wang Mai said hello to a few people, turned around and said to Ma Zhou: "As the saying goes, seeing is believing and hearing is false. Do you think that's the case? ”

"Nature." Ma Zhou replied affirmatively.

Wang Mai smiled and shook his head, this person is so stubborn, I'm afraid it will be difficult to change his personality, don't say it.

Seeing Wang Mai's expression, Ma Zhou naturally knew that the other party had different opinions, so he immediately bowed down and said, "Please give advice to Brother Wang." ”

Since this man still knows some restraint, let him see it. Wang Mai borrowed pen and paper from the students of Guozijian, drew two parallel straight lines on the paper, and asked Ma Zhou, "Do you see if these two straight lines are straight?" "Wang Mai was born in engineering, drawing is a common thing, although there is no ruler, but still can draw.

"Yes." Ma Zhou looked at it and replied.

Wang Mai smiled and didn't speak, and added many radial thin lines to the paper, and then picked them up for him to see, and then Ma Zhou was dumbfounded. The two lines that were obviously very straight just now, after adding the lines at this time, they actually looked crooked.

"What kind of hex is this?" Ma Zhou asked in disbelief.

"It's not sorcery." Wang Mai covered the thin lines around the straight line with his hand, "Look now, is the line straightening again?" ”

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and repeated it several times, once the surrounding rays were covered, the curve on the graph would straighten; Take your hands away, and the straight line will look crooked. This is the famous Black Lin Illusion, discovered by the German psychologist Black Lin, which distorts the perception of lines and shapes by radiation.

"Both of these situations are seen by Your Excellency, do you still think that seeing must be believing?" Wang Mai asked.

"Taught." Ma Zhou respectfully saluted Wang Mai.

"For you." Wang Mai handed him the paper. Ma Zhou carefully took it and folded it, and put the baby into his arms.

After waiting in line for almost half an hour, it was finally Wang Mai's turn. There are many wash basins on the wooden shelves in front of the building, and it is the most important rule that you must wash your hands before entering the study building.

When I entered the building, I saw a wooden sign that introduced the categories of books on each floor. The first and second floors are full of Confucian scriptures and commentaries, which are also the category with the largest number of books in the collection. Walking up the stairs, the third floor is historiography, there are only a few bookshelves, but it is the place where the most people read books, Ma Zhou said goodbye to Wang Mai and joined the army of historiography.

When I arrived at the arithmetic school area on the fourth floor, there was only one bookshelf, and there were very few people to see. Wang Mai picked up a book casually, the name of the book is "Algebra Theory", and the author's name on the title page is Li Chunfeng. There are many symbols in the book that I don't recognize, and I can only understand the content by comparing them one by one in the remarks at the back. Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, he actually evolved variables into a science, although it is not particularly advanced, but this is undoubtedly a milestone for the development of mathematics.

I flipped through a few more books, and was surprised to find that there was my own name, and when I opened it, it turned out to be the introductory textbooks I had written before, and the content in them had been changed, presumably by Li Chunfeng.

smiled and went up to the fifth floor, but there were quite a few people here, but they all looked at the books with a fuss. Wang Mai curiously walked to the side of one of the brothers with the most exaggerated expression, and saw that there was a vivid heart painted in the book.

The man tilted his head and glanced at Wang Mai: "Brother Tai is also interested in Sun Daochang's "Theory of Human Organs"? ”

"I'm just curious." Wang Mai said with a smile.

"Not to mention, I was also very curious before I read it, I heard that in order to write this book, Sun Daochang followed a famous man in Luoyang for several months, and went to the front line to rescue countless dead and wounded soldiers, so he wrote this book."

"What do you think of this book?" Wang Mai asked curiously. After telling Sun Simiao all his limited knowledge of the human body, the old Taoist priest disappeared, and it turned out that he really went to verify the truth of the words, and he even wrote a book so quickly, what a workaholic.

"If this book was written by someone else, I wouldn't believe a word, but this was written by Sun Daochang? I don't think it's fake......"

Sure enough, it still works with authority, Wang Mai sighed in his heart. The name of the old Taoist priest is a living signboard, and with his status as an old man, I am afraid that no one will dare to question him for talking nonsense. If it were a different person, the Eight Achievements would be arrested as a demon who deceived the people with evil words.

After a cursory tour of the library, Wang Mai has a sense of accomplishment, although the scale of the book building is very small, it is estimated that there are only a few hundred volumes, but if the effect continues, the impact will be great. Knowledge should be a treasure shared by all mankind, and should not be left to rot in the homes of those scholars.

When I found the library manager in the library and asked, I learned that Kong Yingda and others had now gone to drink tea in their "Guoshixuan". went downstairs and greeted Fugui and Liu Da, who were not interested in books, and the three of them went straight to the teahouse.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was very happy to see Wang Mai, and took out the account book to report to the owner who had not seen him for half a year.

Wang Mai waved his hand: "The accounting matter is naturally decided by Rou Niang, so you don't need to show me." Then he told him the intention of his resignation, and the shopkeeper personally took the three of them up to the second floor, and finally found a few old men who had not been seen for a long time.

"Didn't I send a few greetings yesterday, why didn't anyone wait for me to come to the door." Wang Mai sat beside Lao Xu and complained.

A few old guys who were disrespectful to him all looked like they were ignoring him, and they were still talking to themselves.

It's weird, what are these people crazy about? Treat yourself as air? Wang Mai hurriedly stopped the shopkeeper who had not gone far: "Who is that...... In the future, these officials will come again, we won't entertain them, have you written it down? "Pretending to be an uncle in Lao Tzu's territory, see who can beat whom?

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was stunned, which one is the owner playing?

"Humph!" Kong Yingda finally reacted, and glanced at Wang Mai with slanted eyes, "The old man has also entered Buddhism as an assistant teacher of Wang, and has become a generation of monks?" This old guy still doesn't change his poisonous tongue, and when he opens his mouth, he is sneering.

Wang Mai finally understood, feeling that these old men were angry with themselves, and eighty percent of them were because of the pendulum clock. Hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Where is the Kong sacrifice wine?" Even if he is willing to join the Buddhism sect in the lower district, I am afraid that the Buddha will not accept a disciple who does not abide by the rules and precepts. ”

"Not necessarily," Lao Xu tilted his body and said to Kong Yingda, "As the saying goes, people need clothes, and Buddhas need gold." Some people like to do things that put gold on the Buddha's face, I'm afraid it's too late for the Buddha to be happy. ”

Finally, Lao Zheng next to him couldn't help it, and said peacefully for Wang Mai: "It is also a helpless move to do this, it is nothing more than a strange thing, so why be too harsh on him." ”

"Kitty things?" Kong Yingda had a cold face, "I don't know how many ignorant villagers will be involved in Buddhism with this strange thing, and they are willing to give their wealth for it." ”

Wang Mai lowered his head in embarrassment, but this matter was his lack of consideration, and now it seems that even if he does not use the power of Buddhism, I am afraid that he will be able to come out sooner or later, and the worries of the three of them are indeed very reasonable.

"That's it......" Xu Wenyuan sighed, "People are not as good as heaven, my Confucianism was in the prosperous era last year, and now Buddhism is preemptive, God's will is like this, why force it?" ”