In the blink of an eye, Chang Yu spent three days immersed in the military industry with a group of firearms experts. He devoted all his theories and knowledge to benefit a group of experts. Many things they had never heard of, but they could understand.
It seemed to be possible again, which not only made them shocked by the great eunuch in front of them.
During these few days, Emperor Chongzhen must have known where Chang Yu was, but he kept his promise and did not disturb him. What if he gave him a few days to catch his breath after a busy year. Obviously, he did not go to the military factory to eat, drink or have fun.
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When night fell on the fourth day, the snow had stopped and the wind had not stopped. Chang Yu's carriage slowly drove out from the gate of the military factory. No one saw him off, but it made him extremely happy. He didn't need this kind of futility.
The experts' profession is to study professional things, not just to flatter others, nor do they need to be official.
The wind was strong and howling by. Chang Yu lay half-lying in the car and opened it slightly. The lanterns carried by the attendants were swaying in the wind. The snow was knee-deep and horse hooves stepped on it, making a cool sound.
It was pitch black and I couldn't see my fingers.
It would be great if we could get a generator. First, electrify the capital and put on street lights in every street... Chang Yu thought to himself, and then gave himself a wry smile. The world's first generator
The secret was invented by the Frenchman Pixie in 1832 after he was exposed to Faraday's electromagnetic induction principle. At that time, China was in the Daoguang period. Let alone generators, they didn't even know what the electromagnetic principle was. People at that time
They only know how to listen to music, walk around and pray to gods and Buddhas, and their technology is far inferior to that of the Ming Dynasty.
Science is a long process that requires the efforts of several generations to conduct experiments and prove it bit by bit. Chang Yu can only provide them with some theoretical knowledge ahead of time, and he is not a professional scientist and can only provide half of it, but this is enough.
Let the current scientific researchers study, study, experiment and demonstrate. What they have planted is a seed and a hope. We don’t expect to be able to fiddle with anything in ten or eight years, but at least we will succeed earlier than in the original history.
For many years, after all, the Manchus and the Qing Dynasty missed the Celestial Empire by two or three hundred years.
Physics and chemistry are the foundation of science and technology, but at this time they were regarded as side subjects and were not taken seriously. Most of them were used by Taoist priests to make alchemy. In fact, it can be said that in this era, the Celestial Dynasty is the world leader in both physics and chemistry, let alone
Speaking of astronomy, our ancestors began to study astronomy thousands of years ago.
It’s just that no matter how ahead we are, it’s useless to follow the right path. You think it’s annoying or not, but the court didn’t guide it correctly, and all the talented people went to play eight-part essays. You think they can develop a lot.
"Who's blocking the road?" A voice shouted from outside the car, interrupting Chang Yu's thoughts. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What's going on outside?"
"Go back to the governor, there is a man in black blocking the way ahead." Chen Suole stared closely at the carriage a few feet away. A tall black figure stood in the snow blocking the way. He was covered in black and couldn't see his face, but
It can be seen that he is very tall.
The guards had already pulled out their knives. Chen Ruxin drove his horse forward slowly and pointed his knife at the man in black: "If he is a hero from Green Forest Road, then you have robbed the wrong person. If it is an assassination, then you are too stupid."
It’s too big.”
The black man didn't say anything, but reached out and took off his cloak and hat. Chen Ruxin was startled, and then shouted behind him: "Duke, you are a great monk."
When Chang Yu first heard that someone was blocking the road, he first thought it was the mysterious assassin who had disappeared for half a year. His heart tightened, but when he heard that the great monk felt relieved, he became a little annoyed and got out of the car with a knife.
, standing on the shaft of the carriage, he saw Haihong slowly walking towards him and announcing the Buddha's name to him: "The poor monk Haihong has met the donor."
Chang Yu didn't say anything, and threw the sword into Chang Ben's hand. Then he jumped up from the car and kicked Hai Hong in the air. Hai Hong didn't avoid it. He blocked his kick with both hands and took several steps back. Chang Yu didn't wait.
He stood firm and pushed forward, throwing punches and launching a burst of attacks. Haihong was in a hurry, dodging and blocking but not fighting back. He hit several punches in a row and was kicked by Chang Yu and fell into the snow: "Monk, what do you want to do?
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"I beg the donor to help rebuild Shaolin!" Hai Hong stood up from the snow and bowed deeply to Chang Yu.
Chang Yu was immediately furious: "I've heard of forced buying and selling, but this is the first time I've heard of forced alms. Is it possible that you, the monk, have been possessed by a demon? Now the whole country is in a state of famine and war. How can we rebuild with you?"
"Go to the monk's temple."
"The poor monk does not want to rebuild Shaolin now, but he wants a guarantee from the Governor."
"Why do I want to promise you this?" Chang Yu snorted angrily, and Chen Suole couldn't help but cursed: "It's ridiculous, why don't you let your bodhisattva who saves people from suffering come down and build a golden body on his own? Isn't his power boundless?"
Chen Ruxin also echoed: "If we let him come down to earth to help the governor fight the Tatars and thieves, we can repair the golden body for him afterwards."
Haihong opened his mouth to argue, but Chang Yu stopped him with a wave of his hand: "Don't try to talk about Buddhist tricks to me here. Let me tell you this, I can't make all living beings equal. I have always been xenophobic."
As a layman, I believe that what I believe in is different from that of my tribe. I don’t think that the monk’s Buddha can really save people who are suffering. I have already given face to the Buddhists by not destroying the Buddha. In the future, don’t do that biting on the nose or face.
matter".
These words made Haihong's heart tremble. There were people in power in the past who didn't like Buddha or Taoism. They had to destroy anyone they hated. This eunuch was so powerful at the moment. If he really wanted to destroy Buddha, it wouldn't be difficult. Even
Some measures have been taken, and it is said that it was his suggestion that the court impose taxes on temples.
"The poor monk thought that the donor could balance two bowls of water, but he didn't expect..." Hai Hong sighed, and Chang Yu immediately attacked him: "Why should I balance it for you? The world is in chaos. What good deeds did you do in the monk temple? Taoism
What have you done? Apart from anything else, Li Muxian, who is next to me, is following me on horseback and fighting all over the country. What are you doing? I asked you to recruit a few apprentices to teach your skills, but you still work hard unwillingly. You don’t want to do what you want.
Don’t you understand the principle of “don’t do harm to others?”
Hai Hong's face turned red with these words, and he finally bowed slightly and turned around to leave. Chang Yu still couldn't help but shouted: "If you are willing, I can help your Bodhisattva to rebuild his golden body. I am still thinking about him."
How thick-skinned is he? He receives incense in the prosperous times, shrinks his head in troubled times, does not show up to rescue the poor, and makes money and fools the people. He is such a good hand."
There is a reason why Chang Yu was so angry and spoke so viciously. First of all, it was the great monk Haihong. It was originally a very happy thing to meet a Buddhist master, but Chang Yu soon discovered that this monk could not be used for himself.
He regards himself as a noble person and is unwilling to accept Qu Dongchang as the talon of an eagle, and he is unwilling to grant Shaolin's unique skills to Dongchang's disciples. However, he always wants to borrow Chang Yu's power to rebuild Shaolin.
This is Chang Yu's dissatisfaction with himself.
And a bigger reason is Chang Yu’s hatred of Buddhism. Not to mention Buddhism in any dynasty or generation, Buddhism has always had places to harbor filth and evil. Even in later generations, what has become of Buddhism, how can there be anyone who truly chants Buddha’s name and eats fast?
Monks are all free-spirited monks who eat and drink to make money. Various places are crazy about building temples and scenic spots just to make money. Many temples in scenic spots are contracted out. Shaolin Temple is the largest one. Everything is a commercial operation. Everything is done for money.
, Only the rich people say that the Buddha is a monk, the monk is not like a monk, and the Buddha has no shadow of the Buddha.
Looking back at Taoism, you will find that even in later generations, there are very few Taoist temples that charge a fee to become scenic spots, and whether it is a scenic spot or elsewhere, there are very few Taoist temples. Even in the prosperous times we live in, they are so low-key. It can be imagined that in ancient times
The way they live their lives, of course, does not mean that there are no hidden evils in Taoism.
But Chang Yu is indeed very disgusted with Buddhism.
So rebuild the Shaolin Temple and reshape the golden body of the Bodhisattva?