Soon, the ministers withdrew from the hall, and the ministers presented their flattering tails, still holding their chests open to Cui Tang, but this Qintian Supervisor Yang Ru often wiped his sweat with his sleeves, but his eyes burst with the light of hope. Under the disdainful gaze of the ministers, he silently walked out of the front door of the palace city.

The Yin and Yang records had already been copied by his apprentice Yu, because Yang Ru often knew that in order for the world to recognize his calculations, he would have to use such a method sooner or later. In the evening, he finished checking several key places in the calculation process with his apprentice, and after confirming that there were no problems, he said to his apprentice: "Apprentice, you have been observing the heavenly machine and calculating together with Master for so many years, and you have never complained. ”

"No, Master's words have broken the disciples." The apprentice respectfully lowered his hand and replied, "It is really a supreme honor to be able to observe the sun, moon and stars with Master, to calculate the supreme heavenly opportunity, and to win a little hope for the world. ”

"If it is played on track this time, I will definitely play Emperor Ming again and add another deputy to Qin Tianjian. This way you can be promoted to a full-fledged officer. ”

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness," the Qingxiu scholar said respectfully, "Since ancient times, there has been only one person who has served in the Qintian Prison, and I dare not take such a promotion." ”

So Yang Ruchang thanked his apprentice again and took home the copied observation records. Dinner was even more unpleasant, and the only meat dishes were replaced by vegetarian dishes. The garlic sprouts are too old, and the loofah is also full of silk. Min Gan looked at his wife's frowning expression, and said ashamedly, "I'm sorry for Madame." But our lives are about to get better. But she snorted contemptuously in her nose and turned her head away from him.

At night, Yang Ru often solemnly worships his master in the study. There were no decent offerings, so Yang Ruchang had no choice but to offer the observation record as an offering in front of the spirit tablet. He prostrated reverently, thinking of the merciful Master in his heart. He knew that he was originally an orphan, and he was picked up by the master by the river, and the master took pity on his misfortune and adopted him, and under the careful guidance of the master, he also became an excellent yin-yang master, and the calculation of the heavenly machine is better than the blue, and together they discovered the true length of the year. The master also went to the court like him to report to the court, but he was framed and beheaded. After he succeeded as the supervisor of Qintian, he was determined to clear his master's injustice, and continued to observe patiently and meticulously. Now, the exciting days they had been looking forward to day and night might be coming soon!

He folded the book, tucked it under one leg of the bookcase, bowed to the Master's spiritual seat twice, and then walked to the center of the courtyard and looked greedily at the sky. The stars are like brocade, and the Milky Way is like practice, which makes him drunk and obsessed.

Outside the courtyard, the sound of the watchman was dull and heavy, and gradually came.

Soon, Yang Ruchang was suddenly summoned to the palace to meet the emperor. He walked into the court hall and saw the powerful minister Cui Tang, his elegant apprentice, and several folk astronomers who had been summoned to check the calculations all standing in it. He kowtowed to the emperor, who said, "Flat." He stood up, and heard the emperor say the words that stunned him all at once: "Yang Ruchang, after the test of these folk astronomers, the length of a year is still seven hundred and twenty-nine days, no more, no less, your calculation is wrong!" ”

"Your Majesty, Weiju wants to know how they calculate." Yang Ruchang's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

"Wu Qi, as the supervisor of the review, tell Lord Yang what's going on."

"Yes." A tall and thin folk astronomer with ink on his face took out the calculation data from his bosom and read to Yang Ruchang: "This has to be calculated from the time of the first emperor, the first day of the first month of the third year of the first emperor Yuanjing, the child hour, the day when the day is zero degrees and three minutes; On the first day of the first month of the fourth year, when the child is in the hour, the day is 0 degrees and 4 minutes; On the first day of the first month of the fifth year of Yuanjing, when the child is in the hour, the day is zero and three minutes of Betelgeuse; On the first day of the first month of the sixth year of Yuanjing, when the day is 0 degrees and 3 minutes ......"

"Your Majesty," Yang Ru often interrupted the folk astronomer's voice, "Wei Chen has served in the Qin Heavenly Prison for fifteen years, and he knows the annual observation data well. I remember that the calculation result of the first day of the first month of the fifth year of Yuanjing should be 0 degrees 5 minutes on the day of Betelgeuse, and the calculation result of the first day of the first month of the sixth year of Xiande should be 0 degrees 6 minutes on the day of Betelgeuse, but why did he calculate it as three points? ”

"Lord Yang," said the folk astronomer cautiously, "the result we have calculated according to the observations you have given us is that there is no mistake. ”

"This ......," Yang Ruchang was speechless for a while.

"Yang Ruchang, what else do you say?" Cui Tang was expressionless at this time and said flatly.

"Your Majesty, Wechen would like to see the transcript of the observation record presented to Your Majesty." After Yang Ruchang finished speaking, he glanced at his apprentice Qingxiu scholar, who was also looking at him; Their eyes met, and a hint of panic crossed the apprentice's face.

"Okay," Emperor Yongning said to the eunuch beside him, "give the observation record to Lord Yang for a good look." ”

Yang Ruchang took the observation record, opened the first page with a trembling hand, and was surprised to see that it was clearly an apprentice's handwriting, but almost all the data had been tampered with. At first, it was just to change the score, and then the degree and score were changed, and the final data was simply made up, and the star degree score was completely wrong. Yang Ruchang lowered his hand holding the observation record in a dejected manner, and he fully understood what was going on.

"Do you still have to explain?" Emperor Yongning looked at this poor subordinate with pity—he still couldn't escape his master's fate after all.

"In this case, Wechen is willing to plead guilty, but there is still a book to play." Yang Ruchang took out his last notebook and raised his hands above his eyebrows. The emperor finished reading the recital and said: "Since ancient times, there has only been one person in the Qin Heavenly Prison, and your request is to change the number of rituals, and I can't agree to it!" ”

Yang Ruchang had nothing to say, he was completely desperate.

"I now announce that Yang Ru, the chief prisoner of Qintian, has often committed the crime of deceiving the king and destroying the saints, and has been removed from all positions, reduced to a slave, and remembered that he is old, so that he can go home again and be beheaded the next day!" The last few words came out of the emperor's cold mouth. "Thank you, Lord Long." Yang Ruchang knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and then was escorted out by two forbidden soldiers.

Yang Ru often pushed open the door of the house where the paint was a little peeling, and the maid hid aside when she saw him and did not dare to come out. When his wife saw him, she cried and threw herself into his arms and beat him in the arm. He took his wife's hand in one hand and led her to the study. He pulled the letter of resignation out from under the case and shoved it into his wife's arms. Although his wife was illiterate, when she saw him doing this, she knew what was written on the paper, and cried: "No, the concubine is willing to follow her husband all her life and never be separated." She hugged him tightly from behind, but he broke free violently and strode out.

Then there was the beautiful scholar, the new Qintian Supervisor, who walked into the courtyard door excitedly. From then on, this mansion, as well as these maids, cooks, and palanquin drivers, belonged to him. He's young, he's ambitious, and it's time to make a difference. He walked into every room with joy to inspect, not noticing that Yang Ruchang was supported by his wife and slowly walked out of the courtyard gate. The officer in charge of raiding the house rummaged through every corner, but could not find any valuable jewelry or the like, so he had to mumble and curse in his mouth, admitting that he was unlucky.