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Song Qingyuan thought that it would be Concubine Shu, that is, the mother of the sixth princess.

But I never thought that it was the queen's mother......

"Go back!" Song Qingyuan waved his hand.

Continue to walk outside the palace, falling into deep thought as he walks.

In fact, she asked about this matter just now, and she also wanted to confirm the guess in her heart.

Does Concubine Shu know what the six princesses did?

Originally...... I know!

Or rather, acquiescence.

A touch of coldness flashed in Song Qingyuan's eyes, and he quickened his pace and left the palace.

Early summer.

The sun is warm and the sky is clear.

The wind flowing in the air, like a mischievous child, caresses the cheeks of passers-by.

The small trees on both sides of the street stretch their waists comfortably and move in the wind.

At this time, a low-key and simple carriage slowly stopped outside the national prison.

At this time, there was already a teacher from Guozijian waiting here.

After Song Qingyuan and the others got off the car, they led a few people into the forest of Guozijian's students.

The pulpit had been set up in advance.

And there are several Da Lang, San Lang's friends, and the two prisoners who were selected before to help preach.

"Song Nongnu!"

"Wywen!"

"Huaizhi!"

Seeing that the three of them had arrived, everyone stepped forward to say hello.

One of them said, "All the items needed for today have been prepared, can the peasant girl check them again?" ”

"Good work!"

Song Qingyuan bowed slightly.

The one who just spoke to her was the son of the official Shangshu.

Speech and demeanor with the demeanor of everyone's children, and decisive, crisp and neat.

Song Qingyuan couldn't help but think that although the children of big families rarely knew the suffering of the people, there were also many stubborn people.

But its own ability to do things has a lot to show for it.

But this preaching is very important, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Song Qingyuan still worked with Da Lang and San Lang to check the things they needed one by one.

When everything is done, sit down and rest.

Until the end of the day.

All the prison students, as well as the teachers, teaching assistants, doctors and other officials in the Guozi Prison, have all enrolled in Zilin.

There were also other students and literati who came to hear the news, all gathered here.

Song Qingyuan stood up and took a deep breath.

After several days of hard planning, we are finally about to see results today, and victory or defeat is in one fell swoop.

The preaching has officially begun!

…………

Song Qingyuan straightened up, accompanied by Da Lang, San Lang, and the other two students, and walked to the high platform step by step.

turned around and stood still, smiled, and raised his voice, "There is a road for the road in Shushan, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea." ”

"The ocean of knowledge is endless."

"Today, Song Qingyuan is fortunate to stand here and discuss this book "Deception Revealed Record" with all the well-educated people who are rich and rich."

……

"The little girl knows that her knowledge is shallow, if there is any mistake or omission, please correct it."

As he spoke, Song Qingyuan turned sideways and nodded to San Lang and the others.

A few people put the oil pot prepared in advance, put it on the podium, and lit a fire.

After boiling, Saburo rolled up his sleeves and reached into it.

The movements are fast, neat, and done in one go, leaving no time for thought.

When everyone reacted, they subconsciously exclaimed, "No!" ”

The heart also hung in the air, and he was nervous.

But when he looked up, Saburo's face was calm, and his hand seemed to be put into warm water, without any discomfort.

What is the reason for this?

Doubts arose in the hearts of the people.

They have carefully studied this book, and they are curious and skeptical about what it says.

If they don't try, they don't believe it.

When I saw it today, I knew that what was written in the book was true.

"Ask Song Nong's ......"

One student said, "Students have studied the books and know that there are two ways to put your hands in the pan without hurting them. ”

"One is to add borax, and the other is to add vinegar."

"However, the students only know the appearance, but they don't know the reason, and they ask Song Nongnu to solve their doubts."

Threesome, there must be my teacher!

This student's posture was very low, and he was studying with a sincere attitude, which immediately made Song Qingyuan smile approvingly.

Reading, doing learning, the most taboo is not to seek understanding.

"Your question goes straight to the point, and I'm willing to answer it."

"Borax ......"

Song Qingyuan's voice was raised high.

"Borax will tumble when heated, but it is not hot, which is the characteristic of borax."

"But it makes the deceived mistakenly think that the oil pot has been opened, but it is not."

"I see......"

Everyone suddenly realized and nodded their heads.

But he couldn't help but ask, "What about vinegar, is it the same reason?" ”

"But as far as the students know, vinegar doesn't tumble immediately when it's hot."

"Only by adding fire to a certain level can it be made

Bring the vinegar to a tumbling. ”

"You're right!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

"Burn the vinegar over a weak fire, and the vinegar will not tumble and boil."

"The vinegar only bubbles up when the fire reaches a certain point."

"Why is that?"

The crowd was also puzzled.

But I heard Song Qingyuan say directly, "It's because of the boiling point." ”

"Boiling point?" The crowd was puzzled.

They had never heard of anything about the "boiling point".

Even Lin Saijiu, the former champion and a person who read the books, also showed doubts.

There are also those who are also puzzled, and the adults who came to hear the news, the Hanlin Academy.

Among them are Su Che and Lu Mingxuan.

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At this time, they were sitting with the scholars of Hanlin Yuan, listening to the discussion around them.

"I have never forgotten it since I was a child, and I have read countless books, but I have never heard of the term boiling point."

"I haven't!"

"There is no mention of ...... in the book"

"Brother Zhang likes miscellaneous studies, have you ever heard of it?" One asked.

Ling Yi shook his head, "It's never mentioned in miscellaneous. ”

"Lord Wang......"

"Lady Lee......"

The Hanlin asked each other.

In the Great Qi Dynasty, if you are not the top three in the palace test, you cannot enter the Hanlin.

They are all leaders of the past and are known for their erudition.

But after asking them one by one, no one heard of them.

"Did Ming Xuan ever know?"

Su Che asked in a low voice.

"No!"

Lu Mingxuan's voice did not carry a trace of emotion, but it seemed a little cold.

No matter what the people around him said, he didn't participate in it.

Just a pair of eyes, looking at Song Qingyuan on the high platform, calm and waveless.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a touch of deep tenderness, which is hidden in his eyes.

Even put it in the deepest corners of the heart.

Looking at Lu Mingxuan's appearance, Su Che also lost his interest in talking.

Turning his head again, like everyone else, he set his eyes on the smiling woman again.

Listen to her crisp voice, "The boiling point is the temperature required for a liquid to boil. ”

"So what is a liquid......

Illustrate.

"Water, wine, vinegar, oil, these things that have no fixed form and can flow, are all called liquids."

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