Just when they thought they knew enough about Her Highness, she would come up with something new.

It was as if she would never run out of things in her head, not to mention how unpredictable it was.

Facing the curious eyes of everyone, Xu Yan explained: "A scientist is a person who knows how to use limited knowledge and observation to create something with infinite possibilities. ”

Everyone: "......" answer, did they understand it?

Ying Zheng thought thoughtfully: "Just like Zhen Yan, observe the gas produced after the water is boiled, and then make a steam engine through this process?" ”

"Father is mighty."

Listening to what her father understood, she raised her thumbs and praised her father.

Lees: "A scientist is someone who uses the materials that are available to create something good that has never been seen before. ”

"It's a miracle from nothing."

Meng Yi also summed up a reasonable statement, "Lord Yunxiang is really amazing. ”

"I'm going to be a scientist too."

Yin Yan heard everyone praise the eighth sister, and her heart was full of hope, "Ninth sister, I also want to be a scientist, and I also want to research new things." ”

"Come on."

In the face of Xiaomei's request, Xu Yan did not strike, but encouraged, "As long as you make the best use of what you have learned, and even know how to innovate, you can achieve it." ”

The reason why she only taught everyone some basic knowledge in the early stage and did not take out the ready-made drawings of later generations was that she did not want their thinking to be limited to her.

After all, many things in later generations were introduced to China from the West, and they were not necessarily completely suitable for the aesthetics and ideals of the Chinese people.

What Xu Yan wants is that Daqin people themselves have cultivated a group of talents who really understand innovation and can research and development.

She believes that with the era of these hundreds of schools, she may be able to create something new that is unimaginable.

Not to mention, is Xu Yan really looking forward to this development, what kind of miracle can the Chinese people create?

She will come up with ideas, and it is up to everyone to create them.

After more than 2,000 years of swimming, she deeply understands that if a country or a nation wants to develop, she alone cannot do it.

Only when everyone is like a dragon can the unimaginable power burst into the country's rapid rise.

Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, Xu'er is right, Zhen'er is the first scientist in my Daqin, and I specially named Zhen'er as Princess Yunxiang, enjoy ......"

From the county lord to the princess, it took Zhen Yan a full three years.

However, in the past three years, she has walked very steadily at every step, and her heart has also been greatly improved.

"Father Xie, the son will never live up to the expectations of his father and the ninth sister, and the son will continue to work hard to make this steam engine work as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, tomorrow, your ninth sister's eleventh birthday, my father is going to hold a family banquet."

Ying Zheng patted the eighth girl on the shoulder with satisfaction and smiled, "After the family banquet, it's never too late to be busy." ”

"Yui."

Zhen Yan and Yin Yan hurriedly agreed respectfully, "The son listens to his father." ”

Xuyan: "Father, didn't you say that you don't need to go to such great lengths?" Eleven years old. ”

"It's not a big deal."

Ying Zheng insisted, "In order to unify China over the years, my father has ignored you too much, and my father will try his best to celebrate the birthday of each of your sisters in the future." ”

"Father, you are too good."

Before she could speak, Yin Yan threw herself into her father's arms and coquettishly coquettish, "Then next time on the son's birthday, the father can also accompany the son?" ”

Ying Zheng: "...... What day does Yang Zi Birthday come? ”

He didn't want to ask, but he thought that if he didn't ask from here, he would have to go back and ask Mrs. Zhao.

When he thought of the few women in the harem, he had a headache again.