Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 184

A carriage was parked at the gate of An Guohou's Mansion.

Standing beside the carriage was an old man wearing a flat turban and a gray-blue gown. His cheeks were thin but tough, and his gray-and-white goatee was neatly trimmed. He has a youthful face and a hale and hearty spirit.

The old man folded his hands behind his back and frowned slightly, as if he had something on his mind.

"Is the person here Song Lao?" Liu Hongjian knew that Song Yingxing was coming, regardless of his physical exhaustion, he even trotted from the middle hall.

"My lord Song Yingxing, I have met Lord An Guo!" Song Yingxing bowed his hands and bowed in salute. Although he is already a grassroots man, he has a reputation for raising people.

"You are welcome, Mr. Song. I hope that Mr. Song will forgive you for making such a bad plan to summon you!" Liu Hongjian said with a smile on his face.

"Hou Ye summoned, Song should have obeyed orders, but everything at home is complicated, so I hope Hou Ye will forgive me!" Song Yingxing was also very polite.

The Chinese are like this, even if they know what's going on in their hearts, they just don't say it clearly.

"Where is it, Mr. Song has been exhausted all the way, hard work! This marquis has just ordered the back kitchen to prepare wine and dishes to cleanse Mr. Song!
Mr. Song, please! "Liu Hongjian stretched out his hand to signal Uncle Song to go first, acting like a respectful and virtuous corporal.

"I don't know what the Lord Hou called me for? Could it be for that thing called a steam engine?" Liu Hongjian walked all the way to the middle hall without saying a word, Song Yingxing was itching all the time.

Originally, he was a little uneasy coming here this time. He had just resigned from office last year and went into seclusion, so naturally he had heard of the name of Marquis of An Guo.

But Liu Hongjian's reputation in the south was not very good.

It stands to reason that Liu Hongjian quelled the turmoil in Shanhaiguan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi by means of a thunderbolt, and reconnected the nine sides. It should be a blessing for Ming Dynasty.

But also because of this, although the turmoil in the north was temporarily pacified, the commercial route leading to the frontier was cut off by Liu Hongjian.

Not only that, but Liu Hongjian also uprooted all the merchants in the two places, which was a slap in the face of their gentry!
Cutting off people's wealth means not giving them a way to live, so the southern gentry launched a public opinion offensive, rendering An Guohou a murderous star.

Song Yingxing had also heard about this a little bit. Although he knew that those former colleagues were exaggerating, at least he should be a strong-looking and rough general.

But now An Guohou is not only not a rough person, but he is still very young. Not only is he young but also has no official airs, he also speaks very nicely.

But he knew that this was not his home, and he didn't come here to serve the rich and powerful, but because of those blueprints, that thing called a steam engine.

He has lived for most of his life, and he has already understood the workers and farmers of Daming thoroughly, but he has never seen such a thing called a steam engine.

At first he thought it was a trap, a trick to fool people, but he saw that the blueprint was clear from principle to practice, and after the successful development of this thing, it could be used not only for chariots and horses, but also for ships.

But before he studied and tasted it carefully, he was snatched away by the rude Jin Yiwei. This made Song Yingxing very anxious. No matter how much he begged, let him look at the blueprint again. give him.

That's why he came here from Jiangxi alone in a hurry for the cause of scientific research.

"No, no, Mr. Song, I didn't invite you here just for the steam engine.

I heard that Mr. Song wrote a book called "Heavenly Creation of Things". I wonder if there is such a thing? "Liu Hongjian kept silent about the steam engine. After all, it was too complicated and far away. Even the old man in front of him probably had to study it for a few years.

"Does Hou Ye even know about this book?" Song Yingxing turned pale with shock!

"Tiangong Kaiwu" has cost him decades of hard work. He thought it would benefit Daming, but he took the manuscript and looked for printing workshops to print it, but was repeatedly rejected.

The answers of the businessmen are all unanimous, there is no market!

Whether it is agriculture or handicrafts, they are all jobs for the poor. They can't even read big characters, and they can't afford to eat poorly. How can they have spare money to buy books?
What's more, due to the shackles of the household registration system of the Ming Dynasty, the inheritance of craftsmen is passed down from father to son.

Do you still need to teach me this?
As a last resort, old Songtou sold part of his ancestral property and published hundreds of copies with his own money, but still no one cares about it. Now the pile of things has been piled up in his ancestral house for several years, and it is almost moldy.

A Hou Ye who went to the battlefield to kill Tartars has heard of his book, how can Song Yingxing not be surprised?
"Of course I've heard of Mr. Song's masterpiece. I've read it. It's like a thunderbolt, and I'm astonished!" After all, there is still a lot of work waiting for Uncle Song to do in the future.

"Haha, Lord Hou praised me so much. I don't know if Lord Hou is interested in the first part of my book, or the middle part, or the second part?" Song Yingxing's eyes lit up after being praised, as if he had found a confidant.

No wonder he was so excited, "Heavenly Creation" almost consumed his whole life.

The first chapter only tells about land reclamation, food crop cultivation, clothing raw material processing, plant dyeing, grain processing, salt production and processing, and how to plant sugarcane and extract sucrose, how to raise bees to obtain honey...

According to later generations, the middle chapter belongs to the category of engineering, such as pottery, smelting, boat cart, hammer forging, burnt stone, paste liquid, finishing...

Next...

All of the items here will cost him a lot of energy to experiment and collect evidence. He even went to several mountains to steal honey in order to taste the differences in the honey of various bees.

When was it not the bruised skin and swollen face from the sting?
There are all kinds of suffering, which is not enough for outsiders to understand!

He didn't feel bitter after paying so much, after all, it was all for scientific research, but in the end the book was printed, but no one cared about it, which made old Song unbearable.

So much so that the frustrated old Song head simply put these things on the shelf for the past two years, and started to study astronomical phenomena and rhythms...

"Ah? Part [-], Part [-]?" He asked intentionally and answered unintentionally. After finishing speaking, Liu Hongjian regretted it.

He only knew that the old man in front of him was awesome, and that book was also awesome, but no one would know what was written in this book! ! !
"I just took a rough look at this book. This book is all-inclusive, has everything, and is perfect for everything. Therefore, I can't bear to let the masterpiece be buried. It is for the sake of Ming Dynasty, so I want to invite Song Lao to come out of the mountain and seek blessings for my Ming Dynasty. !"

It should be roughly like this, Liu Hongjian was beating drums in his heart.

"Your Majesty praised me absurdly. I have been obsessed with it for half my life. Now I know that this study is ridiculous. It is useless in my Ming Dynasty!" Song Yingxing felt sorry for the moldy books in his ancestral house. .

No one understands the pain of not being recognized for what you have learned in your life.

It's like a group of writers in the later generations sitting in front of the computer with more than half of their brain cells dead, and the things they wrote after months of painstaking efforts are called garbage-like suffering.

"Old Song is wrong!" Liu Hongjian suddenly felt a little sorry for the old man in front of him. Such a great scientist is still a generalist, but he has gotten so mixed up.

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