Chapter 1171 Postscript Twenty-Seven Typical Zhu Shen Talisman on the Back
Chapter 1171 Postscript 27·The negative side of the typical Zhu Shen Talisman
Before Xie Yan reached the school gate, he found that the front was already crowded with people. There were not only many scholars, but also a large number of Tai students who had not left the school.
The palace guards who were in charge of the lead were clearing the scene in an orderly manner.
Xie Yan did not push any further and followed a group of students to the shade of a tree beside the road.
There was a 20-year-old Imperial College student next to him. He didn't take him seriously at first, but his peripheral vision accidentally glanced at the jade pendant around his waist, and then he looked at him in surprise.
The student bowed in salute and said respectfully: "I have given birth to Xue Can in the Imperial College. I don't know the surname of this bachelor."
Xie Yan returned the courtesy and said: "Xie Yan."
"Ah!" Xue Can exclaimed, "You are the damper..."
"Please keep your voice low so as not to disturb others." Xie Yan responded with a smile.
Although you can usually see many bachelors in Taixue, Xue Can seemed particularly excited at this moment: "Bachelor Xie, many of my classmates are discussing your molecular thesis. Although... although many are skeptical, but
There are many people who think your paper is reasonable."
Xie Yan said: "It will be verified in a while."
Xue Can asked: "How to verify?"
"You'll know when the time comes." Of course Xie Yan didn't keep the scale hidden just to show off, but he was afraid that something might happen if something went wrong.
Xue Can asked again: "Some people say that Academician Xie studied in Jinling, others said that Academician Xie studied in Chengdu, and some even said that Academician Xie did not study in Imperial College. Which news is true?"
Xie Yan said: "I haven't read it."
"Then which famous teacher did Bachelor Xie come from?" Xue Can seemed particularly gossipy.
Xie Yan said: "Under Taizu's family."
Xue Can was startled for a moment, then laughed dumbly.
"Brother Yuguang, you are here, teach us how to find it easily." A voice sounded, and more than ten Tai students came.
Xue Can quickly introduced: "You are here just in time. This is Bachelor Xie. Bachelor Xie, these are my classmates."
Both parties greeted each other.
Most of these students respect Xie Yan, at least on the surface.
But there were two or three exceptions. Their words and expressions were very cold, and they didn't look good on Xie Yan at all. Maybe it was out of jealousy, or maybe they were influenced by their mentor.
The royal procession finally came over, and at the front was the guard of honor.
Those euphorbia and pumpkin warriors are all tall and tall, with an average height of over 1.8 meters. Moreover, their whole body armor is bright and dazzling, and their majesty is breathtaking.
There is also the Royal Fusiliers, who carry muskets on their shoulders. Their slim-fitting uniforms look very capable, and their steps are neat and disciplined.
Under the umbrella cover, Queen Mother Ye walked up with the young emperor, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and maids.
"The eldest princess is indeed here too!" Many scholars whispered.
The eldest princess was the youngest daughter of the late emperor. She had a daughter when she was over fifty years old, so she loved her very much.
She is tall and tall, wearing a long emerald-colored jacket and a goose-yellow skirt. Her chest is straight and straight, but her collarbone is covered with white flowers, which makes people dizzy when reflected in the sunlight. Her high-vertebral bun is decorated with jade cicadas.
Jinque, there are still a few steps swaying around.
There is a third part of elegance in the grace and splendor, and a second part of charm in the dignity and beauty.
Xie Yan's eyes moved back and forth between the Queen Mother and the Princess.
Which one should I choose?
Oh, so irritable.
The last time it was so hard to make a decision was when I was in junior high school. I was worried about choosing between Peking University and Tsinghua University for a long time.
Queen Mother Ye is quite interesting. She is of mixed blood from the Western Regions. She looks a bit like Malzaha... No, she is Guli Naza.
But the eldest princess is so tall, she must have a pair of long legs.
"It's actually a layman from Changle!"
Suddenly someone exclaimed in a low voice, but those who could understand this sentence must be elderly.
Changle Jushi is another name given to female Jinshi Tao Jinfeng when she was practicing Taoism.
At this moment, Tao Jinfeng, as a court lady, was following the little emperor.
The dozen or so imperial students no longer cared about Xie Yan, and all their attention turned to the members of the royal family.
After the palace procession had completely passed by, the scholars and students on both sides of the road gathered together and followed it towards the school's auditorium.
The auditorium has the height of three floors of a normal building, but when you walk in, you realize that it is empty and supported by huge columns.
The wood of this kind of pillar is generally used to build palaces.
Officials from the Ministry of Rites and senior leaders of the society accompanied them all the way in. Even the Minister of Rites came today.
The first national academic conference after the young emperor ascended the throne must be grand.
The dozen or so imperial students stopped outside the auditorium and watched Xie Yan enter with great envy.
An official was waiting at the door to check the invitations, and said to Xie Yan through the invitation number: "Bachelor Xie's seat is in the last row."
"Thanks for the advice."
Xie Yan walked directly to the back. Being invited was already a special treatment. He definitely didn't want to sit in the front row for the opening meeting.
Scholars entered the venue one after another. Xie Yan looked around and saw more than a dozen female scholars.
The female scholars, regardless of their rank, were all arranged around the Queen Mother Ye and Princess Dachang. This not only gave the two female nobles a chat partner, but also separated them from the men to avoid suspicion.
Across the country, there are actually many women studying academics.
Especially those who were born as child goddesses. Because of Tao Jinfeng's mistakes, no woman now has the extravagant hope of becoming a scholar and becoming an official.
Child prodigies usually get married while studying at Imperial College, and very few of them can persist until graduation. However, after getting married, they can still study knowledge at home, subscribe to various academic journals, try to write papers and submit them to societies, or write letters to friends.
Exchange academic issues.
Perhaps because they are dragged down by trivial family matters, or perhaps for other reasons, there are many women who study academics privately, but very few can achieve results and are awarded bachelor's status.
The dozen or so people attending the conference today are all female scholars, and most of them are the lowest level medicine jade bachelors. Like Xie Yan, they are specially invited scholars and are not eligible to participate under normal circumstances.
Xie Yan found his seat. On his left was an old man and on his right was a middle-aged man.
After greeting each other, Xie Yan found out that the old man was a professor at Jinan Medical College.
The doctor had to make a good friend, to ensure that one day he would develop a difficult or complicated disease. Xie Yan had nothing to say and chatted with the old man.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the direction of the door, and nearby scholars stood up one after another, but were quickly pushed back to sit down.
Queen Mother Ye also stood up holding the little emperor's hand, and walked towards the door with the eldest princess.
The president of the Royal Society was helped in on crutches.
This old president has a very high seniority, even Emperor Dingtai is his junior. As a concubine from the clan, he did not inherit the title, but he was gradually promoted to a marquis due to his academic achievements.
Of course, clan status must play a role, and you can't rise that high just by yourself.
Although the scholar's title cannot be passed down to the next generation, not just anyone can obtain it.
The little emperor was led to salute the old president.
The old president smiled so hard that his few teeth were exposed. He first touched the little emperor's head lovingly, then reached into his arms and took out a piece of candy, tore off the sugar coating and stuffed it into the little emperor's mouth.
The little emperor was obviously confused and turned to look at his mother. Queen Mother Ye smiled and nodded, signaling her son to open his mouth.
After a while, the opening meeting officially began.
The first person to speak on stage was the Vice President of the Royal Society.
The old president has long since ignored secular affairs, and this vice president is the one who is really in charge of things. He first thanked all the guests present, reviewed the important academic achievements of the past few years, looked forward to the future academic prospects, and expressed his royal
Learn to be loyal to the emperor forever.
Xie Yan feels that this auditorium is so awesome.
He was sitting in the last row. The person speaking on the stage was so far away that his facial features could not be seen, and his entire face was blurred. However, even though there was no amplification tool, the voice of the speaker could be heard in the last row.
This auditorium itself is a loudspeaker!
Perhaps because there were too many dignitaries in the audience, the vice president's speech ended in less than ten minutes, and then the senior president was invited to speak on the stage.
The old president was tremblingly helped up, and his voice was quite loud: "I am getting old, and my days are numbered. Today's grand gathering was a last-minute event of mine. I wanted to see my former friends before I was laid to rest.
Old friends, let’s meet today’s young talents.”
"I started my education at the age of five, and published a paper at the age of seventeen. I will turn eighty this year. I have generally lived a smooth life, and I have achieved some small achievements that are not worthy of praise. I have also been carried away and criticized with academic prejudices.
Young man, it turned out later that I was wrong."
"Recently, two young scholars have been severely criticized by everyone. I want to say one thing, as long as it is not something that can be falsified, never jump to conclusions. I have made big mistakes in this, and I didn't even have the chance to apologize.
None. The scholar I accused was already dead several years ago when his academic results were confirmed."
"What can I do? I can only go to his grave and lay incense sticks. This matter has become a big problem in my heart. Whenever I think about it, my heart is filled with panic. I always feel that I have done something wrong. I hope to die soon and go to the spring."
Just say sorry."
"Please take this as a lesson and don't make the same mistakes I made."
After the old president finished speaking, the audience burst into applause.
Then he invited Queen Mother Ye to come on stage. Queen Mother Ye waved her hands, as if she didn't want to be in the limelight.
This matter has been decided a long time ago, and the host also knows it, but to invite the Queen Mother to speak on behalf of the Emperor, there is still a process to go through even if she does not speak.
Finally, it was the turn of Yan Xide, the Minister of Rites, to speak.
This person started directly from Taizu Taizong, traced back to the pre-Qin period, and continued to talk about today's academic world. Just when people thought he was about to finish talking, he actually talked about foreign academics again.
Yan Xide said: "Ten years ago, I was sent out to serve as the Governor-General of India. I had contact with businessmen from Western countries and learned about many Western academic developments."
"The Indian countries are not good. Although they are very close to the Ming Dynasty, they only believe in messy gods."
"The countries in Tianfang are very open-minded. Those countries that believe in desert religion respect scholars very much. Especially those big countries in Tianfang have built many imperial schools and libraries, and highly respected scholars can directly become officials."
"Great scholars from the Tianfang countries often entrust Tianfang merchants to order journals from the Ming Dynasty to be shipped there. It is impossible to prevent them, because the Tianfang merchants secretly entrust the Ming merchants. Those Ming merchants are jealous of money, and a journal can
Selling it for dozens of silver dollars. Selling one copy is not enough, so I often make dozens or hundreds of copies and sell them.”
"A scientific journal printed in the Ming Dynasty will often appear in the Sudanese Library in Egypt two or three years later. Especially in the past two or three decades, more and more Tianfang scholars have secretly studied the Ming Dynasty's scholarship! If they hadn't found it,
Coal mines, I guess Egypt even has steam engines!”
Xie Yan was stunned when he heard this.
A steampunk Ming Dynasty is not enough, but also a steampunk Middle East?
Of course, this is a bit unfounded.
The great desert religious countries in the Middle East do have a long-standing academic tradition. But all scholars there must first be religious scientists, and everything must be based on religion.
Moreover, the education system and academic system are too backward, and most academic results cannot be used at all.
Coupled with frequent wars and very backward productivity, both the official and private sectors were very poor.
The sultans were also more concerned about power, war and religion. While they respected scholars on the surface, they did not listen to their advice at all.
However, military technology has been catching up very quickly, and muskets and artillery have been used in naval battles. However, due to economic and productivity constraints, the size of the firearms force has always been small, and it is only used as a trump card on the battlefield at critical times.
The corrupt and incompetent late Qing government even sent students to study in Europe and the United States.
But what can these schoolchildren change?
Not only the desert religious countries in the Middle East, but also Byzantium had access to the academic journals of the Ming Dynasty, but they were only transmitted second-hand from the countries in the Middle East.
Even the Pope reads academic journals!
When the previous Pope of Rome read about the heliocentric theory, he immediately wrote to the monarchs of various European countries and jointly banned all fallacies and heresies from the East.
The monarchs of various countries readily agreed, but privately asked them to read it themselves. Because they could not understand most of the papers, they put aside their strong curiosity.
Now, except for the Papal States, the entire Italian region is the territory of the Holy Ra.
In several major commercial cities in Italy, some nobles have been quietly studying Eastern scholarship. The more the Pope bans books, the more they want to read them, and they are not afraid at all.
Because they are the subjects of the Shinra Emperor, and the Shinra Emperor has deep conflicts with the Pope.
Even if the Pope has ten nerves, he would not dare to send people to have a barbecue on Shinra's territory.
The Shinra Emperor has actually secretly developed firearms. It's just that the Emperor is old and has a lot of domestic conflicts, so he doesn't want to take the initiative to start a war anymore.
When the next Shinra emperor succeeds to the throne, he will inevitably use firearms to fight, and the first thing he will fight is civil war!
We just have to wait and see whether HRE will collapse as it did in history with the secret firearms unit, and whether the Hohenstaufen family will lose power.
Learning from the East and West gradually spread, and it became more and more intense.
Western history in this time and space will inevitably become even more unrecognizable.
No matter what, from Italy to Byzantium to several major countries in the Middle East, countless scholars regard the Ming Dynasty as the "Heavenly Kingdom" and the Ming Empire as their spiritual homeland.
They admired everything about the Ming Dynasty and made up all kinds of stories.
Those stories often contain political metaphors, and Ming Dynasty is always a positive image.
Well, the medieval "Yilin".
Moreover, Zhu Guoxiang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, appears the most in various stories.
On the contrary, Ju Ming became a monarch who only knew how to fight, often acting impulsively regardless of the consequences. At this time, Zhu Guoxiang would stand up and educate his son with philosophical words. Ju Ming listened to the admonishment and quickly corrected his mistakes.
Those Western scholars who make up stories are all bad.
They compared themselves to Zhu Guoxiang, and compared the monarch to Ju Ming. The central idea of those stories was that I was teaching my son, and they were teaching their own monarch.
For example, one day, Ju Ming became lustful, rushed out of the royal castle on horseback, and ran to his direct territory to rob civilian girls.
At the critical moment, Zhu Guoxiang appeared, and with some words he told his son to change his ways, and from then on ordered the nobles across the country not to rob civilian girls.
Ever since, girls in the Great Tomorrow Kingdom can usually go out casually without worrying about safety issues.
This kind of story is often made up, and Ju Ming's image becomes very strange. It seems that he has done all kinds of bad things, so bad that he has sores on his head and pus on his feet, but he is also a wise man who knows his mistakes and can correct them.
Miscellaneous little stories spread more and more widely, and even folk women use Zhu Ming to educate their sons: "Far away in the east there is a Zhu Shen Talisman. When he was a child, he was just like you. Later, he listened to his father's words, corrected his mistakes and became the emperor.