It took a quarter of an hour to visit the Second Courtyard, and when he heard this, he was satisfied, and led Hong Fan out to the north.

"At first, Zhuang Gong worked in the government office outside the main gate, but later the cement factory became bigger and bigger, and the grinding sound kept going day and night, so he moved to the newly built courtyard at the back."

Wen Zhongguan said.

The two walked out of the East District, and the material of the road surface was changed from bluestone slabs to hardened cement.

There are also several semi-permanent cat's paw prints on it.

Hong Fan walked and lingered, and suddenly felt that the cement road under his feet not only connected his past, but also led to the future of Dahua.

Zhuang Liren's study is located near the back door of the state department.

The building is still the exterior shape of the dougong cornice, but the unpainted walls are clearly cement.

Outside the house, a young man of twelve or thirteen years old sat behind a small table, probably in charge of waiting for orders, and was reading a book by himself.

"Most of the buildings in the new area of the state department are made of cement, so there is no need for additional pillars, which saves a lot of old wood."

Wen Zhongguan said, nodding with the young man.

There was no communication link, and the two went straight inside.

The study room built by the chief supervisor of Liangzhou is very large, more than 200 square meters.

High curtains are open on all sides, bringing in the warm morning sunshine into the house.

Hong Fan glanced at it and made a first impression.

One word, messy.

The most furnished pieces are bookshelves, each stuffed to the brim.

There are four tables in the room.

Two are on the west side of the room, filled with various convex and concave lenses and guides.

Another table was in the northwest corner, and four people were seated around it.

At each table there was a large porcelain jar half a man high, and many bundles of paper were crowded inside.

Wen Zhongguan walked towards the fourth square table on the east, the outermost part.

The table was next to the window, and there were messy piles of thread-bound books, each with a folded footer.

Two gilded invitations lie in the middle of the table, shining the sun into the eyes of the visitor.

The master of the study sat back, arms crossed, and was looking at the invitation.

"Zhuang Gong, Jinhai master Hong Fan has arrived."

Wen Zhongguan reminded softly.

Hong Fan saw that the chief eunuch was looking up and leaned over.

Zhuang Liren is not tall, only about 1.7 meters, fifty or sixty years old, with fair skin and kind eyebrows and eyes, only two water bladder-like eye bags hang under his eyes, which adds a touch of sternness to his facial features.

He looked at Hong Fan's face and was taken aback by his overly prominent appearance.

"Ah, I didn't expect Zu Long to be so unfair and give a rare talent and extraordinary appearance to one person?"

Zhuang Liren got up and smiled.

Hong Fan saw that he was wearing a short coat and bare arms, not so much a third-grade officer, but more like a wharf worker.

And it's the kind that doesn't have much strength and can't make any money.

"Ah Nian, bring a pot of tea."

Zhuang Liren shouted outside, and brought two chairs from the side and put them down on the side of the table.

Hong Fan was still waiting for the master to sit down first, and Wen Zhongguan had unceremoniously sat down first.

"You have also seen those lenses, Zhuang Gong mainly studies three aspects, one is mathematics, one is optics, and the other is physical properties (materials science)."

Wen Zhongguan introduced with a smile.

Then he looked back at the northwest corner.

"Those four are state bachelors, and the tallest one is Cheng bachelor."

But the four people on the other side seemed to be at a critical juncture, discussing painting in a low voice, and turning a deaf ear to the introduction of Wenzhongjing.

Wen Zhongjing felt that he had lost face, but there was nothing he could do.

"Please forgive me."

Zhuang Liren said with a smile.

"Bachelors are not responsible for general affairs, but only for personal research and support for specific projects, so they are somewhat dissolute and sophisticated."

Hong Fan bowed his head to show understanding.

The greetings of the three started with two projects in the Second Hospital.

Zhuang Liren suggested that the flight experiment should start with livestock, away from urban areas, to avoid casualties.

Hong Fan mentioned the help of the tail rudder and flaps in gliding control.

After drinking half a pot of tea, he took out the gift he had brought and unfolded it on the table.

This is a six-foot-long section of red-scaled back armor, and it is also something that the Hong family has carefully selected and felt is the only thing that can make the eunuch rare.

Zhuang Liren's eyes really lit up.

But after accepting the gift, he turned the conversation around and got down to business.

"I heard that the young eunuch mentioned that you were going to the Shura Sect, what was the result?"

Hong Fan told the truth.

Hearing that the young man took the initiative to refuse the opportunity to pass on the truth, Zhuang Liren was obviously overjoyed.

"Then in February, I asked Young Eunuch Wen to tell you about it, can you make a decision?"

He looked at Hong Fan with expectant eyes.

"It's been decided."

The latter replied solemnly.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Zhuang Gong."

Hong Fan said, took out the master craftsman token he was carrying, as well as the chalcedony given to him by Bu Tianze, and gently placed them on the table.

Zhuang Liren's smile froze.

Since he sat in the position of the chief supervisor of the third grade, he has rarely been refused.

"Chalcedony is a gift from the Step-Saint, and it has nothing to do with it."

Zhuang Liren nodded, retrieved the token, and pushed back the chalcedony.

"Since you don't want to be imprisoned, why do you still come to Xijing?"

"I was sponsored by the Jinhai Martial Supervisor, and I want to serve as a cavalry in the Zhangwu Academy."

Hong Fan replied.

"As for the way of learning from things, I won't let it go."

Zhuang Liren listened to his words and was not relieved.

The higher you go up the way to practice martial arts, the more you have to grind the water, how many people can't understand how many killing methods they practice in their lives, so why distract them?

"I know that you are bent on martial arts, especially since Jinhai has just been hit by a big war."

He sighed and whispered.

"I also know that there is infinite glory and wealth in martial arts, and martial arts can dominate the world even more."

"But on the rooftop, there are only seventy-two statues; The saints commemorated by the statues do not pass the time of time. ”

"Two hundred years, three hundred years; After his life is lost, even if he was a martial saint celestial, how many things can he leave behind? ”

"The glorious deeds of the Prophet Muhammad during his lifetime are now mostly unknown, but it is the ...... of the Hamzun Bridge that is praised by all the peoples."

Zhuang Liren looked at Hong Fan, and his words were heavy.

"Young Master Hong, one person's cultivation cannot be inherited by others."

He said, gesturing to the thread-bound book in the corner of the table.

"But it can."

Hong Fan listened quietly, very seriously, but his eyes did not waver.

Zhuang Liren finally stopped.

He stroked the slightly warm back armor of the red scale tentacles, and suddenly felt a sense of excitement.

Zhuang Liren has seen too many smart people—or there are no stupid people who can work as a master and craftsman.

But the more this is the case, the more he understands that the most important thing to take this path is not talent, but to focus on study.

"That's it, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't help it."

Zhuang Liren smiled lightly.

"Young Master Hong, no matter what, your previous three articles are full of weight."

"Many BSc degrees are progressing through your work, and I hope you will talk to them more if you have the opportunity in the future."

Hong Fan solemnly promised.

If he wants to develop in Xijing, he is an extremely important partner for him.

The resignation of the master craftsman this time will inevitably destroy his personal relationship with Zhuang Liren.

Fortunately, there are many opportunities to make up for it in the future.

(End of chapter)