Chapter 93: The Temple of Heaven
[Come and say hello to our Mother Earth.] 】
For all the people of the Chengdu Mansion and the Ganlu Palace, what they saw today was destined to remain in their memories for a long time.
It may be difficult to forget the shocking feeling of seeing this blue planet for the first time until the day of the soul's return.
Everyone in the Chengdu Mansion couldn't sit still, Zhang Fei dragged Wei Yan up, patted Wei Yan's shoulder vigorously, and he could feel warm and complicated emotions surging in his chest.
It is a kind of excitement that has not been seen by the sages, the surprise of knowing the breadth of the world now, the panic of knowing it but not knowing why, and the surprise of future generations, as well as the pride of the achievements of the Chinese sons and daughters of later generations.
Zhang Fei wanted to vent such complex emotions, but he didn't know how to describe them, and the emotions surged to his mouth, but he couldn't convert them into words and shout out.
So Zhang Fei could only pat Wei Yan's shoulders and back vigorously, while pointing at the light curtain, and let out an "oops" in his mouth, but he just couldn't summarize a complete sentence.
Wei Yan was the same, he slapped Zhang Fei's arm red, and he didn't like it.
simply picked up the tea bowl in front of him, stuffed one for Zhang Fei, and poured the tea "Goodong" with his head up, as if he was drinking.
Zhang Fei walked together, and the tea was in his stomach, and the compound mood stabilized a little, and finally burst out:
"We're actually on a ball, between the dimensions, fighting life and death!"
As for the others, such as Liu Bei, Kong Ming, Pang Tong and others, they had already left their positions and huddled together under the light curtain, just hoping to be closer to the image on the light curtain and be able to see more clearly.
Several people were huddled together, or like Zhang Song jumping and jumping, or like Kong Ming, who was tall and just stood aside and stretched his neck to watch, which was mixed with various voices:
"The sons and daughters of China are infinitely powerful! Now we know that the sky is boundless and the land is limited! ”
"When this picture is drawn, and then return to Nanyang, Zhang Pingzi should be sacrificed to the picture of Mother Earth!"
"Hahaha, wrong! Wrong! It's all wrong! ”
"If the ground is like a ball, where is the top? Where? North is south, south is also north, isn't it wrong to have the world in all directions! ”
"Why doesn't this Mother Earth fall? Why does this surrounding sky dome float on this earth? ”
"What is this Heavenly Palace? Why can it float on the top of the sky? Isn't it to find the ruins of the Heavenly Palace? ”
"What is the white thing on this earth? How ...... it is"
There were so many questions and amazements, and the sights that unfolded now gave them an idea of what the earth was like, but suddenly there were even more doubts.
But these suddenly raised questions were destined to go unanswered, so the Chengdu Mansion finally fell silent.
The group finally returned to their desks, and everyone took up their pens and tried their best to record everything they saw at this time, either with a fine pen or with an exhaustive pen and ink.
Although it was only a simple picture, everyone felt the heavy weight of the pen.
In the process of recording and drawing, several people also raised their heads frequently, and from time to time they were intoxicated by this blue planet, how beautiful!
While Kong Ming was trying to simply restore the heavenly palace that he had just glimpsed in his pen, he still had time to discuss with Liu Bei:
"No wonder later generations often said that the navy looks at the vastness of the earth's sea, and only when there is a division of the sea can it resist the enemy."
Liu Bei shook his head with envy while recording:
"It would be nice if I could go to the Heavenly Palace for myself."
The pen in Kong Ming's hand paused, and then he remembered the types of aerospace comprehensive disciplines that later generations said, and for a while he felt that his head was as big as a fight, and he remembered what Zhuangzi said:
"My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge."
Pang Tong could understand this mood, and sighed:
"The more you know, the more ignorant you become."
Liu Bei laughed and cheered:
"Why is the military advisor so frustrated? In later generations, this hugging wood was also born in China for thousands of years. ”
"The sages of all the sons and hundreds of schools, all envy me at this moment, when we are tired of soil, we will build a nine-story platform for our descendants!"
……
In the Manna Palace, there is undoubtedly only one person who is the busiest at the moment: Yan Liben.
At his hand are the Dongfeng Express, which has only one outline, the library of the later generations, the Nanhai No. 1, which is half painted with his heart, Tao Chengdao, who only has a few strokes, and the sketch of the "Heavenly Palace" drawn by hand and dipped in ink on the drawing paper in the hurry.
I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all.
All of these were put aside, and at this moment, Yan Liben was in awe, trying to trace the earth called "Mother" on the light curtain one by one.
The eldest grandson Wuji has great eyesight, and he has long stood next to Yan Liben to study ink for this famous master who has been passed down to future generations.
Li Shimin couldn't take care of a lot, and walked to the front quickly, eager to stick to it and see the details displayed on the light curtain with his own eyes.
Yan Liben immediately protested loudly and dissatisfied:
"Your Majesty, don't cover it!"
Laughing and stepping aside, Li Shimin exclaimed loudly:
"In this future life, it is really worthy of being my Tang people!"
Being honored is the most intuitive idea in Li Shimin's heart.
Our Datang deceived the families to the capital in one pot, so that there is the "wisdom of the people" that has been unlocked, so that the lower can enter the sea and ask the sky.
Then rounding it up, how much can our Datang be regarded as the first to take the lead, right?
"Is it wrong to say that it is muddy and covered?" Fang Xuanling muttered to himself: "Now it seems that the statement of Xuan Ye is quite consistent...... No, how can the earth be a ball? ”
"Xuan Ye said that the sun, moon and stars naturally floated in the void, but I didn't expect that the earth under our feet would also float naturally."
Du Ruhui nodded, but he was still lingering: "How can it be a ball?" ”
"What we see now is only a corner of the world, and the world is so big that we know only one-tenth of ......"
Wei Zheng compared the map in the Ganlu Palace, and also understood how big the territory of the Tang Dynasty is now.
But after glancing at Fang Du and the others, Wei Zheng also sighed: "How can it be a ball?" ”
The hearts of the three Wenchen also rose with similar doubts as Kong Ming, Pang Tong and others.
But Li Shimin didn't care about this, he looked at the picture in the light curtain, and soon had his own questions:
"This junior said this ascension to the sky so solemnly that it was almost the strength of the country to ask the sky."
Immediately, Li Shimin's eyes widened:
"This heaven is also a battleground for soldiers?"
Li Jing understood what His Majesty meant, and said:
"Later generations once said that the ocean is a territory, so this million-zhang high sky seems to be also a territory, so build a heavenly palace to defend against enemies?"
Li Shichang asked: "However, there is no other similar thing around here, where is the enemy?" ”
Fang Du Wei and the three of them thought about it according to the thoughts of the two generals, and Wei Zheng joked: "Could it be that he is an enemy outside the sky?" ”
Li Shimin's brows furrowed slightly.
Li Jing speculated thoughtfully:
"Looking at the ...... of this Dongfeng Express in the future"
After pondering for a while, Li Jing found a suitable word:
"Can you use this for intra-ball disputes?"
[From being a slave to being a slave, from generation exploitation to being the master of the house.
Nowadays, the journey of our ordinary people is a sea of stars. 】
Li Shimin's heart sank, and he became more and more sure of the speculation in his heart.
But at the same time, I was even more excited by this simple sentence:
We are still fighting and dying on the ground, and the future generations will say that their journey is in the sea of stars?
At the same time, there is a strong unwillingness to emerge in my heart:
Compared with the earth-shattering achievements of later generations, his complacent Emperor of the Ages seems to be like a drop in the ocean.
No wonder this junior despises the family rice worm so much! No wonder this junior doesn't care about the princely general!
It was only at this time that Li Shimin seemed to understand a little bit of the mentality of later generations in his heart.
Li Jing and Li Shiyun's bodies also trembled slightly, some were excited, some were excited, and more were proud:
Look, this is the Chinese descendant who is the same origin as me!
Li Jing was even more emotional: It would be good if he could fight side by side with the descendants of this future generation and protect them.
[And on the journey of the sea of stars, we have never forgotten.
We have never forgotten the sages who devoted their lives to this bumpy road. 】
It seems that at last it has come to an end, the narration of the light curtain begins to slow down, and the picture begins to slowly turn, and a small, unusually bright moon enters the frame.
Then the light curtain began to close rapidly, and the Chengdu Mansion once again turned on its back, even if it was as calm as Wei Yan, he couldn't help but stand up, looking forward to it.
Moon! Lunar! Can you finally see the fairyland with the help of the afterlife?
What does a Jade Rabbit look like? Is the moon god still around? Is Moon Palace good-looking?
But soon, this expectation was shattered by the light curtain.
As he drew closer, the light on the moon faded, leaving only a gray patch of craters, large and small.
Everyone in the Chengdu Mansion felt that their hearts and livers were smashed to the ground and shattered into several pieces.
Kong Ming pursed his lips and said:
"Although I don't expect a moon god, this is a place where the sun is ......"
"It's ugly!" Zhang Fei spoke out to everyone.
[On the far side of the moon, there are five craters named after the sages. 】
The light curtain ignored these miscellaneous thoughts, but slowly turned to the far side of the moon.
Then the text emerges, marking the five craters.
Among these five names, there are two Chengdu Mansions that are very familiar to everyone.
"Shi Shen, there is a "Shi's Star Sutra", and it should be." Kong Ming was a little envious.
"My big man's Zhang Heng?" Pang Tong's eyes widened slightly, looking at the name.
He originally thought that he would copy a picture of the earth and burn it to him when he worshiped Zhang Heng.
As a result, I didn't want people to leave their names in the Moon Palace!
If you calculate carefully, Zhang Heng and Zhang everyone, it has only been less than a hundred years since they were at this time.
Thinking about his early death again, Pang Tong's heart was a little pantothenic acid for a while.
Zhang Fei pondered for a moment and understood:
"The temple is in the sky?!"
Immediately envious, this is not better than the ground at all, right?
I wonder if it's too late to study this astronomy?
……
Li Shimin looked at the big pit named "Ten Thousand Households" with great concentration.
The light curtain also gives a note to this:
Formerly known as Tao Chengdao, he was named after being rewarded by 10,000 households, and was the first person in the world's aerospace.
Li Shimin felt a little unconvinced for the first time, and a thought came to his heart:
Otherwise, when you find the gunpowder formula, you will follow the example of these 10,000 households and take the name first?
Although it is very dangerous from the end of these ten thousand households, after all, it is worth it to leave a name in the Moon Palace?
Li Shimin fell into deep thought.
(End of chapter)