The next day, the morning light carried the sun, and the ten thousand-foot-long glow came out at dawn.
Zheng Pu, who was supervising the ordering and finishing work at the door, walked to the front of the main office, only to find that Hu Ji had already stopped outside, with his hands behind his hands and his eyes closed to rest.
It seems to be relieving the jitters in the morning, or pondering the trivial matters of the day.
Behind him, there was another person standing with his hands down.
I saw him slightly bowing his head, holding his breath, shrugging his shoulders and bowing slightly. Unknowingly, the humbleness that had been in his bones for a long time was reflected in the sweet sounds of birdsong in the morning light. He must be a craftsman sent by the Craftsmanship Department.
Seeing this, Zheng Pu stepped forward to salute and said jokingly, "Master Hu, are you planning a poem?"
"Zijin came so early."
Hu Ji, who was always known for his rigorousness, did not respond to the joking remarks. Instead, he greeted him with a smile and walked behind him, "This man is the craftsman I found. He is going to be sent by Zijin today."
After a pause, he added, "If Zijin lets him do the work, he can't do it here, so as not to disturb other people's business with the noise."
"I know. Thank you very much, Lord Hu."
Nodding in agreement, Zheng Pu smiled and said, "I'll take him to the door to supervise the office. Don't be afraid of the noise there."
"So good."
Hu Ji nodded, turned around, then came back and lowered his voice and warned, "Zijin, don't wait too long. You just came to do something, don't let others gossip about it."
Having said that, without waiting for Zheng Pu to respond, he walked into the office.
It also made Zheng Pu couldn't help but look at his back and smile.
"You come with me."
Zheng Pu nodded at the craftsman, turned around and hurried towards the door to supervise.
When he arrived at his office, he found a shady place outside. He took out a piece of Gebu from the lining of his sleeve, spread it on the ground, and waved to the craftsman, "Look carefully, such a small thing can be made at noon." no?"
"promise."
The craftsman responded quickly and moved closer, stretching his neck to take a closer look.
I saw several small objects painted on the Gebu, such as round beads with a medium hole, small slender sticks, long and short square shafts, etc. The quantity and size of each object were marked on the side of the pattern.
After seeing it, he couldn't help but feel dumb in his heart.
Such a simple thing can be completed by even a folk craftsman, not to mention that he is an official in the craftsmanship department?
But he didn't dare to criticize, and nodded repeatedly, "You can do it, you can do it. Return to Zheng Shuzuo, and I can do it all in no time."
"That's good."
Zheng Pu nodded and warned again, "This thing still needs to be assembled with rivet wedges. You can make it yourself according to the size."
After saying this, he stood up and waved his hand, summoning the soldier not far from the office, and asked him to take the craftsman to find some wood and other objects. Then he went to the Bo Mansion to take charge of the affairs.
Seeing his return so quickly, Hu Ji was a little surprised.
But he didn't say anything. He nodded with a slight smile, then bowed his head and continued to plan the food plan.
At noon, Zheng Pu put down his pen, tidied up a little, stood up and was about to go to the door to supervise the office, but was stopped by Hu Ji's voice, "Wait a moment, Zijin, I will go with you."
Ha~~~~~
I thought you weren’t surprised at all!
Zheng Pu smiled and nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll wait for Master Hu outside the office."
When they were young, the two came to supervise the office.
I saw the craftsman, sitting on the ground with a skip, looking up at the white clouds and dogs with dull eyes, as if his mind was far away from the sky.
"Ahem."
After coughing a few times, Zheng Pu saw the craftsman coming over with startled eyes. Zheng Pu calmed down and asked, "Can what I need be done?"
"Go back to Zheng Shuzuo, it's done."
Quickly getting up, the craftsman responded hurriedly and turned sideways to get out of sight.
Behind him is a long board with round beads, small sticks, long and short square shafts and riveted wedges.
And every object is smooth and shiny on the outside, making it really beautiful.
Well, what Zheng Pu needed was too simple, and he could make it in half an hour. However, due to the difference between superiority and inferiority, he neither dared to ask the soldiers to lead him to the main office to find Zheng Pu, nor did he dare to do so without permission.
When I left and was bored, I simply used a small dagger to carefully scrape and polish everything I made.
When Zheng Pu saw it, he praised it in his heart.
He also relaxed his expression, smiled warmly, and called him to assemble the scattered small objects with rivets and wedges.
After that, he asked the soldiers to escort him out of the prime minister's house, but he did not forget to tell him, "After you go back, you may wish to practice another skill on your own, maybe it will be appreciated by your superiors."
Before I let him go back, I was still confused.
Hu Ji, who was next to him, had already held this object in his hands, frowning and looking at it carefully.
This object cannot be said to be exquisite. It is square and long in shape, with a wooden frame around it and ten straight columns running through it. There are beams across the frame, with two beads on the beam and five beads on the bottom.
"I call this thing 'abacus', it is used for measurements and makes calculations easier."
Interrupting Hu Ji's contemplation, Zheng Pu stretched out his hand to guide him and walked towards his room, "But Susana-shin is using it for calculation. Lord Hu, please follow me."
"Easier to calculate?"
When Hu Ji heard this, the color on his face became more intense, and he immediately followed him quickly.
After entering the house, Zheng Pu laid out the abacus formula he had silently learned last night on the table, "This is the formula. Well, for this abacus, each bead on the beam counts five, and each bead below the beam counts one. The main book
Let’s try it out on our own.”
"good!"
Without being polite, Hu Ji took his seat and moved the formula in front of him to savor it carefully.
Occasionally, I would also fiddle with the abacus and try the application of formulas.
Abacus formulas are originally derived from calculations, and with Hu Ji's wisdom, it is not difficult to understand them.
However, he was also a prudent person. After he had roughly understood it, he did not hesitate to say no. Instead, he took Zheng Pu and walked quickly back to the office, took out some bamboo slips, let Zheng Pu do mental calculations, and ordered the officials to do calculations.
He tried it back and forth several times with his abacus and found no mistakes, then he sighed loudly, "Zijin's ingenuity is really impressive!"
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Ten days later, the Prime Minister arrived at his house.
Hu Ji, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, was called in by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang.
"Great, take a seat."
Without waiting for Hu Ji to salute, Zhuge Liang stretched out his hand and asked directly, "It would have taken nearly a month to measure the grain. Why did Weidu complete the festival now?"
Hu Ji first bowed and said with a smile, "Return to Prime Minister, this is because of Zheng Zijin."
Having said that, he did not dare to be negligent and quickly explained in detail Zheng Puyou's mental arithmetic and ingenuity.
At the end, another sentence was added, "Prime Minister, I have tried it many times and the measurement with an abacus is correct. It is simpler than calculating with chips and can save a lot of manpower."
"Greatness has always been cautious, but he praised it with words. I guess the abacus is indeed a thing of ingenuity."
Zhuge Liang smiled solemnly, thought slightly, and then asked, "Weidu worked with Zijin, what do you think of him?"
"Returning to the Prime Minister, time is still short and I dare not make false claims."
Immediately, Hu Ji responded with Su Rong, and after he handed over his hands to accuse him, he slowly said, "I would like to ask the Prime Minister to give you some time to wait until Ji and Zijin return from inspecting the farm work, and then I can try again."
"Haha~~~"
Hearing this, Zhuge Liang couldn't help but smile, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face, "Well, it's not difficult for me to be great."
After a pause, he added, "Well, Weidu, since Zijin has an ingenious idea, you might as well take a tour of Jintang Gorge this year."
Huh?
Jintang Gorge?
Hu Ji raised his head in surprise.
When he looked into the Prime Minister's smiling eyes, he suddenly understood and accepted the order loudly, "No! I know it!"
Inside the office, silence returned.
Prime Minister Zhuge Liang lowered his eyebrows and half-closed his eyes, stroking his beard with his hands.
He is a planner, but he still has some ingenuity?
Could it be that 'the life of a wise man is like a cone in a bag, and the end of it is seen immediately'?
