"Bang, bang" exploded several times, and the water on the pond splashed and rose into the air. With the help of the sunshine, it turned into rainbows.
The boys and girls by the pool cheered excitedly.
This is a course named "Gezhi" by Zheng Haizhu.
Today's class content is for Lu Xiangsheng to test the mines he learned from Wang Minghe's "Fire Attack and Answers". Such an exciting and fun game is naturally more attractive to children than the somewhat difficult geometric principles on paper.
Amidst the excitement, Zheng Haizhu walked over and asked loudly: "Students, are the mines made by Mr. Lu very powerful?"
"Well, Miss Zheng, your husband looks like the Thunder God in the playbook."
"You are wrong. Thunder Gods thunder in the sky. Mr. Lu is more powerful than Thunder Gods and can thunder underwater."
"Sir, please teach us how to make a chain boat. It's the kind of chain boat that can sink a big ship. Can you teach us tomorrow?"
"Teach me today, sir!"
"That's right, I'll teach you today, otherwise I won't even want to sleep."
Students, tall and short, like stars holding the moon, surrounded Lu Xiangsheng who fished out the wreckage of the small wooden boat from the pond, tugging at his clothes and sleeves.
Sincere flattery and earnest requests came pouring in.
Lu Xiangsheng was like a mother cat with kittens crawling all over her body. She was so squeezed that she couldn't move. She was gentle and at a loss, and cast a look at Zheng Haizhu asking for help.
Zheng Haizhu then stepped forward to chase the children away, while taking the opportunity to instill the importance of cultural classes: "Let's go, let's go to poetry class. If Mr. Lu didn't learn how to read and write well before, he wouldn't be able to read books about firearms.
Can you make such a powerful mine?"
She grabbed another boy with a sly look on his face and scolded him with a stern face: "Liu Daqiang, did you make Mr. Yao angry again yesterday? If you take the boys with you in the afternoon calligraphy class,
I don't have the patience of Mr. Yao to draw the big characters that should be written into various grenades and artillery pieces. I will kick you out and you go home and draw your own black ink circles. The school has school rules. Don't think I see you.
If you call me "Master Liu" respectfully, you can cause trouble on my mountain."
This boy was the son of Liu Baotou, the government official, and he came to Zheng Haizhu's school for enlightenment together with his sister Liu Xiaomei.
Daqiang inherited his father's inspiration and knew that in the school, whether it was the official Yao family, the scholar brother Lu Xiangsheng, there was another old Confucian from social studies, and one was said to be sent by Xu Hanlin to teach geometry.
Mr. Zheng, as well as several masters who teach working skills, are not as fierce as Miss Zheng.
Daqiang likes it here, but he doesn't want to be driven home by the kind-faced and hard-hearted Miss Zheng.
The little boy then solemnly promised not to make any mistakes again, and called his classmates back to the classroom to spread paper and polish ink in preparation for class.
When the calmness returned to the poolside, Zheng Haizhu smiled at Lu Xiangsheng and said, "Thank you very much, Master, for accepting my unkind request to teach the children the development of firearms and the basic theory of war. This will occupy Master's study time."
Lu Xiangsheng had lived in the school library for almost a month, and when he made eye contact with the young woman in front of him, he was able to have a calm and relaxed conversation.
"Miss Zheng, don't be so polite anymore. Your treasures with Lu are like the treasure land of Yao Chi, and these dolls are like the children in the fairy world. Lu loves to play with them after reading the military books."
When he said this, he leaned over and picked up the other two cow urine bubbles that were not filled with kerosene. After briefly observing the details of the water seepage, he suddenly sighed sincerely: "It's a pity, I am going to Nanjing for the rural examination next year..."
How could Zheng Haizhu not hear the hint of love in his words, and hurriedly said: "How do you say the word pity? Master, now the Ming Dynasty is a civil servant in charge of the army. Since the master loves the art of war, respects martial arts, and likes firearms, it is even more important
Those named on the gold list will be awarded official positions."
The corners of Lu Xiangsheng's mouth twitched slightly.
When they first met Miss Zheng, she told herself that she was a long-term employee of the Han family. It was only because her master's family was particularly generous and open-minded, and she was lucky enough to meet several noble people that she was able to leave her boudoir, open a school, and do business.
But Lu Xiangsheng clearly felt that this woman's knowledge, temperament and ability to discern people's hearts were better than many groups who claimed to be "masters, nobles, great scholars, and Shuyuan".
I only heard Zheng Haizhu say again: "However, it would be better if Mr. Lu could live in Songjiang for a longer period of time. I finally realized that I had to see the real person on this matter. I will ask General Ma to pass it on when he returns to the capital."
A letter to Xu Guangqi and Xu Hanlin. In the letter, I asked Xu Hanlin without any presumption whether he could find a former Yunnan military commander named Zhang Mingshi."
Lu Xiangsheng raised his eyebrows: "This general is..."
Zheng Haizhu said: "He is not from Yunnan, but comes from the Zhang family in Shanyin, Shaoxing. He is from the same clan as the Zhang family son who funded my school. However, he should be in jail now."
The Zhang Mingshi mentioned by Zheng Haizhu was the general who led two battalions of Zhejiang soldiers with Qi Jin, a descendant of Qi Jiguang, in the bloody battle against the Jurchens in the Hunhe River during the Tianqi period in history. He was also a general with a literary background.
Zhang Mingshi was very good at making firearms. According to historical records, after Xiong Tingbi, the governor of Liaodong, recommended him to be released from prison, he worked conscientiously on the battlefield against Hou Jin and was a qualified bloody man.
In these days, Lu Xiangsheng often heard Zheng Haizhu's straightforward statement that he wanted to set up another military school in the south of the Yangtze River, like the Imperial College or the famous academies where advanced studies were carried out, to train young people who understand the art of war and firearms. Therefore, he just heard "Participate"
The word "general" is not surprising, it just made me interested because I heard that it can make Qin Liangyu strong.
Unexpectedly, when I heard it again, I found that General Zhang was actually in jail.
Zheng Haizhu also looked helpless and lamented: "Master Lu, General Zhang Shen was quelling the rebellion in the Miao tribe. The censor read several books. He was not able to provide timely assistance and he killed good people and took credit for their merits. People in Shaoxing said,
Most people thought it was a false accusation, but the imperial court had imprisoned him for five years. The most outstanding thing about General Zhang is that he is good at making and using firearms. I saw the power of Frankie people's firearms on the sea in Fujian, so I hope to be good at firearms.
The gentleman can serve the imperial court. By coincidence, General Ma is going to be the wife of the Minister of War, and the matchmaker is the admiral of the Shenji Camp. Isn't the Shenji Camp the one who makes firearms? And Xu Hanlin values firearms.
So, I wrote this letter to Xu Hanlin and told General Ma the whole story in person to see if I could rescue General Zhang."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this, Lu Xiangsheng didn’t look down on Zheng Haizhu, but he couldn’t help but look like “you think too simply.”
Zheng Haizhu did not resist his instinctive reaction, but faced Lu Xiangsheng's gaze more openly.
"Mr. Lu, I really like to think of everything in a simple way, and I will try to do it when I think of it. What do you think of Xu Tuzhi, the city is deep, not sharp, and the light is the same as the dust, be wise and prudent to protect yourself, and accept when you see good things, these are in my opinion
Come on, it’s not a good word. It’s really useless for men to pursue these things. It’s best for us women not to follow suit.”
Lu Xiangsheng frowned, not because he was offended, but because he was thinking carefully.
This was the first time he heard that the ideals of officialdom such as "not showing off one's edge" and "being in harmony with the world" were regarded as useless arguments.
Zheng Haizhu continued: "Master Lu, as a businessman and seller, I will not hesitate before I say anything or make a move, whether to make others laugh or cause trouble to others. If I mention mine, the other party can
Refuse. If I don’t refuse, it means that what I said and did is not that stupid, and it means that there may be something to be done with this matter. Even if there is no chance of rescuing Zhang Shenjiang from prison, I also made a second request. Can I investigate and interview General Zhang Shen?
We have hired our personal generals to come to Songjiang to research and develop firearms, and Mr. Lu can also participate in the details."
Lu Xiangsheng looks gentle on the outside, but is actually tough in nature.
He likes to attack openly and proactively, which is very different from those men who are either sinister or cowardly.
At this moment, he tasted it a little more, and he didn't think there was anything funny about Zheng Haizhu's words.
He then said bluntly: "Miss Zheng is self-effacing. You don't ask anyone for help, whether you are stupid or not. You must have been selected. Not only must you have a way to reach the sky, but you must also be with you."
They are people of the same ideals, such as General Ma."
Zheng Haizhu nodded unabashedly: "Young Master is right, I admire Xianglin and trust Xianglin. A smart man like him, who comes from a family of military officials, understands very well that after Nurhachi became a self-proclaimed Khan last year, the court will need him more and more."
Soldiers use generals. How can the eggs be completed when the nest is overturned? I wish I were a man and could take the imperial examination and become an official and lead the army with an official position. Unfortunately, I am not. I am a woman. I cannot pass the imperial examination, cannot be a courtier, and cannot lead the army.
Soldiers. I can only use the method I have figured out by myself to do my best as a citizen of the Ming Dynasty. This method is to make money for General Qin, General Ma, General Zhang, and Mr. Lu, I
We must help people like you. You must not let the people of Ming Dynasty be bullied and ravaged."
When Lu Xiangsheng heard the last part, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit in the chest. It was not strong or heavy, but the lingering sound was clear.
The seventeen-year-old Lu Xiangsheng had an aristocratic family, a mentor, was a scholar, traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, and read a large number of books besides the Four Books and Five Classics. He was already regarded as a leader among the young people of the Ming Dynasty.
But the plain and simple woman in front of him, with calm eyes, used plain and simple words to make his thoughts start to move on the axis of time, suddenly abandoning the current situation and running forward.
"I'm going to get money to help you. You can't teach the people of Ming Dynasty and be bullied and ravaged."
Such a simple sentence conveys the most extraordinary ambitions and the most extraordinary expectations for men.
Lu Xiangsheng did not expect that his confusion about studying literature and practicing martial arts, his sense of the future crisis of the empire, and his plans for life would be stripped away and made clear by a member of a group that he had never looked at before.
He squinted his eyes in the sparkling water.
He seemed to be in the clouds yet down to earth.
"Sister Azhu..."
A soft female voice, as if she was holding tea in her mouth and trying to swallow it, suddenly sounded behind Lu Xiangsheng and Zheng Haizhu.
The two of them turned around and saw Han Ximeng's cousin, Han Xiying, and the Gu family's eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Shen, standing side by side at the Moon Cave Gate.
