On the third day, Zhao Kuo met the construction team led by Chen Heng. They were building roads. This was the first batch of roads planned by Zhao State, connecting Shangdang and Handan, tightly binding this strategic location to Zhao State.
Together.
It was built when the road from Handan to Yecheng began to be built.
When the construction of the road from Handan to Jiuyuan began, it was still under construction.
Now the road from Handan to Xinzheng is almost open to traffic, and it is still under construction. Due to the special terrain, the speed cannot be increased at all, and many places have to overturn the previous planning and redesign it.
Chen Heng was going crazy with his daily inspections and calculations. He seriously suspected that if he continued like this, he might be forced to develop his talents.
In the past, when Wei Qi was here, he only had to stay in the tent to calculate and hand over the calculation results to Wei Qi, and he didn't need to take care of anything else.
Now that Wei Qi is in Hetao, his manpower is reduced by half, and he is responsible for everything. If a large number of Rong Di Qingzhuang hadn't been sent to him some time ago, he would have planned to go on strike.
He really couldn't understand why his young master, who didn't have to do anything every day but stayed at home and studied arithmetic taught at home, had to suffer this.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Chen. After the road is built, I will definitely make you your minister." Zhao Kuo said, he had already deceived many people with this trick.
In the State of Zhao, Qing is already the highest title under the title of the king, and not just anyone can hold it.
"I am not interested in official titles, I just hope to go home as soon as possible." Chen Heng said, he already regretted giving "Zhou Bi Suan Jing" to Zhao Guo, otherwise there would not be so many things.
Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, but it didn't work this time, but he reacted quickly and continued to ask: "What are you going to do when you go home?"
"Study arithmetic." Chen Heng said seriously.
"This is easy to do. As long as you can build this road well, I will teach you functions, geometry, and calculus. I am the only one in the world who can do it. I guarantee that Chen Jun will be satisfied." Zhao Kuo patted Chen Heng's hand.
shoulders, with a weird smile on his face.
"Function? Geometry? Calculus?" Chen Heng looked at Zhao Kuo suspiciously, always feeling that Zhao Kuo was deceiving him, but the other party was a monarch after all, and it was difficult to tell him.
"That's right." Zhao Kuo nodded with a half-smile, "For example, when a bow and arrow is shot out, its range mainly depends on the angle at which the archer launches it. Then, the launch angle of the maximum range is
How many?"
"The launch angle of the maximum range?" Chen Heng fell into deep thought. When he was free, he even learned from his ancestor Chen Zi and calculated the distance from the ground to the sun, but he never noticed how to make the bow and arrow shoot the farthest.
After a while, Chen Heng took out a pen and paper and began to immerse himself in calculations. He didn't even notice when Zhao Kuo left.
After about an hour, Chen Heng walked out of the tent with disheveled hair, grabbed a bow and arrow from the soldier, and walked towards the open space. The soldier did not dare to offend the elder, so he could only follow cautiously.
When Zhao Kuo left the next day, Chen Heng walked up to him with panda eyes, bowed respectfully, and asked for an answer.
"It should be forty-five degrees," Zhao Kuo said.
"Why?" Chen Heng was not satisfied with an answer.
….
"I will tell you when you arrive in Handan." Zhao Kuo patted Chen Heng on the shoulder.
Chen Heng gritted his teeth and watched Zhao Kuo leave. He returned to the tent angrily and began to continue calculating.
After passing through the Taihang Mountains, the road became completely flat. The army picked up speed and arrived in Handan not long after.
The news of Zhao's great victory had long been reported to the whole country by civil and military officials. There were huge crowds of people on both sides of the road, and the dark crowds lined up for several miles. Everyone craned their necks to see what the legendary King Zhao looked like.
A huge altar had already been built in the open space outside the city. As Zhao Kuo arrived, drums, chimes, gongs and other loud instruments began to sound.
Whenever he returns from a victorious battle, he must offer sacrifices to heaven and ancestors and appeal to the ancestral temple.
Zhao Kuo stood on the carriage. Six pure white horses pulled the carriage forward slowly. Le Yi and Lian Po stood on the carriage.
Behind Zhao Kuo.
If Li Mu were here, he would most likely have to replace Lian Po. He would have occupied a position simply by killing the Xiongnu Chanyu, let alone destroying the Xiongnu King's Cavalry.
However, Li Mu is still suffering on the grassland and cannot participate in the sacrifice.
Previously, he mistakenly believed in the dilapidated map given by Yan State, which caused Zhao Jun to almost get lost on the grassland. Fortunately, he had the Mo family's compass and headed south, and finally came back, only deviating by nearly a hundred miles.
From then on, Li Mu no longer believed in anything given by Yan State, and everything had to be confirmed again and again before being implemented.
Behind Le Yi and Lian Po are a group of generals and civil servants, and behind them are the soldiers of the Zhao army. Except for those who followed Li Mu in the expedition against Donghu and the soldiers who died in the battle, all other soldiers are here.
Every soldier stood straight and looked forward, his face full of pride.
When they went on the expedition, they left in the spotlight, and now they are back in the spotlight.
Fortunately, they did not live up to everyone's hopes.
They not only defeated the Xiongnu, but also defeated all the Rongdi in the north of Zhao State, cleared the rear area for Zhao State, and extended Zhao State's rule to the grassland. This is something that Zhao State has never done in its history.
The civil and military officials of Zhao State had already been waiting outside the city, reading loudly the story of the battle and Zhao Kuo's power.
Whenever I talk about gains, I muster up my inner energy, and I can hear it clearly even if I am standing more than ten miles away. When I talk about losses, I just mention it in one stroke.
As Zhao Kuo's carriage got closer and closer, noisy discussions arose in the crowd.
"This is the king. He is so young. I thought he was an old man."
"It's good to be young. Being young means that our country, Zhao, will have decades of stability in the future."
"Fan Zeng, look, that's the king." Feng Muze jumped up, pointed at Zhao Kuo's bicycle frame and said to the young man next to him.
[It has been running stably for many years. It is comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact. It is used by old bookworms, huann. 】
The young man was more than seven feet tall, half a head taller than Feng Muze, who was sixteen or seventeen years old. He was dressed in a blue robe and exuded an elegant aura. Standing among the crowd, he stood out like a chicken.
"I saw it, can you please stop getting excited?" Fan Zeng said angrily.
"Your Majesty has praised me so much, how could I not be excited? Originally, I wanted to go on an expedition with your Majesty this time, but your Majesty said I was too young and refused. But he promised me that he would take me with him next time." Feng Muze said loudly
said.
"Has King Zhao ever praised you?" Fan Zeng looked Feng Muze up and down, but still couldn't see anything worthy of Zhao Kuo's praise.
"Don't listen to him showing off. Your Majesty has praised as many as eight hundred people. Basically, everyone who has met your Majesty in Handan College has been praised." Feng Quji said next to him, "But your Majesty said that next time we go on an expedition,
Brother Shang is true."
Some people just glanced at Zhao Kuo and did not continue. Their eyes kept searching among the army, trying to find their relatives.
Some people also focused on the civil and military ministers behind Zhao Kuo.
"Do you see the tall civil servant behind King Zhao who looks like a military general? He is Xunzi." Fuqiubo pointed at Xunzi and said to the young man next to him.
"He is Xunzi, and I must worship him as my teacher." Mao Heng said, clenching his fists.
Not far away, there was also a young man looking at Xunzi with fiery eyes.