Hundreds of schools follow

Chapter 83
In Moxue Hall, after Fan Huashi fell to the ground, Shu Zuo and others immediately rushed up to confirm her safety, and only after she was mostly safe did they help her to sit on the seat to rest, and sent someone to the medical hall.

Most people didn't know why she fell down upon hearing the sound. They only saw that Wu Shuzi was not moved at all when he fell to the ground in Fan Huashi, and just turned around silently and stared at the question board.

In Fan Huashi's eyes, Wu Shuzi's dark face was clear in the eyes of others.

If Fan Ya is a hard rock, he is like a piece of rough bark.

In the same manner, Fan Ya is standing upright, but he is examining.

Use those thin eyes to examine everything in the world.

It stands to reason that, in the name of heaven, he led Wang Ji's Mo family to Qin Xuegong to guide the way. The first stop when he came to Xianjing should be Qin Xuegong. It is even possible to notify King Qin in advance to go out of the city to meet him.

But he kept a low profile and hurried all the way, and he arrived in Xianjing straight to the ink museum.

Just because the person he misses the most is actually here.

Tan Ying, who made an argument, could only be ranked second.

However, even if the person he cared about the most fainted in front of his eyes, he showed no mercy, and still only had the question on the board in his eyes.

"Who?" he asked.

Mo Zhong bowed their heads, but no one answered.

"Wake her up." Wu Shu said.

Mo Zhong was silent.

……

library.

Tan Ying came very early, but she didn't turn over the book from the beginning to the end, she just stared at a copy of "Wu Shuan Jing".

This is a great masterpiece, the most comprehensive and self-consistent system created so far, and the most widely used teaching material.

But he was stuck in one place, and the whole world was stuck there, for a long time, and it shouldn't have been so long.

Fan Huashi may not be alone.

Just because the figure of the giant is too tall.

While pondering, a "boom!" was suddenly heard.

Something hit the ground.

He raised his head suddenly.

I saw a man leaning in through the window and fell to the ground.

The man raised his head again.

But he saw his bloody eyes and purple face, like a zombie in the daytime.

Tanying was horrified.

Where the hell did this ghoul come from! !
However, the man was even more terrified, and turned over in a panic and curled up in the corner: "I'm a ghost... I'm really a ghost..."

After the two frightened each other, it was Tan Ying who showed some popularity first, stood up carefully and saluted: "Who are you... Haven't slept for a long time..."

The ghoul fell to the ground on the spot, gritted his teeth with tears and said:

"I'm... Mo Zhe Zhu Qi.

"This venerable, I think it is the remnant spirit of my Mohist patriarch...

"I'm here, I just want to be a ghost... I just want my patriarch to save me!!

"It doesn't matter if you send it to me, or eat my soul...

"I just ask the Patriarch to save my curator!"

Tan Ying was also dumbfounded.

Why, why am I more ghostly than you?

"Brother Zhu, rest assured, I'm not a disabled spirit, I'm just a bachelor studying here temporarily." Tan Ying hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhu Qi up, "What's wrong with the owner?"

"It's the giant...the giant is here." Zhu Qi was delirious and said with trembling teeth, "He is very dissatisfied with the last question... It seems that he wants to clear the door...except for the museum owner..."

"???!!!!!!" Tan Ying was instantly shocked and furious.

That being the case, Pythagoras.

I'll help you with the curtain call!

……

At the same time, the lobby of the Ink Museum.

Under Wu Shuzi's persistent order, Fan Huashi was woken up by pinching someone.

With the support from left and right, she floated up, only lowered her head and looked at the ground not far in front of her eyes, and tremblingly said, "Take...that question...take it off first..."

"Then why did you post it?" Wu Shuzi looked at Fan Hua with a blank expression and said:

"I have served God for many years, and I still cherish your talents.

"Thinking of the paradox and improving it is the way of the Mohists.

"I heard that you haven't attained the Tao for many years, and I think you are still sinking into absurdity.

"If you don't change and don't give up, it's just your own business.

"But for now, you are asking this question publicly and seeking this solution.

"Isn't it Yang Mi?
"As the owner of the museum, how can you do such a thing?"

Every word of this speech was like a board hitting Fan Huashi's body, like a whip being whipped into her brain.

Her figure became more and more vain, and her head lowered lower and lower: "I...I...resigned from the post of museum owner...retired...that's it..."

"It's not here." Wu Shuzi pointed to the question board and said, "Who is the solver?"

"……I do not know."

Wu Shuzi suddenly frowned, and shouted like dead wood cracking skin: "Who is the solver!"

The air of pure civil engineering burst out suddenly, and the whole hall panicked and dared not speak.

Fan Huashi trembled even more suddenly, even though Shu Zuo and the others were in front of their bodyguards, their brains seemed to be entangled and squeezed by countless dicks.

Coercion, restraint, paradox...

Everything is so dark...

at this time.

Bang!
The door of the library was kicked to pieces from the inside.

Among the sawdust flying, the fire is particularly prosperous.

I can't tell whether it is Confucianism or Mohism, the law or the Tao, and a ghost-like existence burns out from the burning flames, looking at Wu Shu: "Materialist, Tanying, please talk."

crop……

There was no sound.

All the Mo people in the hall stared.

Is it Tanying?
Solving three questions in three days, the person lying in the library is actually Tan Ying? !

But isn't he a materialist?

Why is this spirit more Confucian than Confucianism? !

Seeing this, even Wu Shuzi's face, which was like the bark of a dead tree, trembled slightly.

Seeing Tanying approaching step by step, the celestial ink practitioner immediately shouted: "No matter who you are, how dare you do this? Hold your breath!"

"Then who raised the air first?" Tan Ying said silently.

The Mohist stared and said angrily: "The giant lectured, I can't let you judge!"

"I only guard the way, so it's your turn to bark?!" Tan Ying walked forward steadily, passing by the people of Mozhefang, Wu Shuzi, Shuzuo, and finally Fan In front of you when painting.

As the fire gradually extinguished, his expression gradually calmed down.

The burning warrior has turned into a boy bowing his head.

"Leave the rest to me." He said softly.

sizzle...

At this moment, Fan Huashi stretched out a hand from the intertwined tree roots in his thoughts, and opened a hole.

A sandalwood tassel came out.

Now, the whole world has nothing to do with them.

He only has her, and she only has him.

They obviously haven't said a word yet, but they have already read everything together.

Fan Huashi only said stupidly: "I haven't seen your answer yet."

"It will be an answer that satisfies you." Tan Ying said.

"Then...and then?" Fan Huashi asked.

"Then, let's go together." Tan Ying gently raised her right hand, "Master Fan, may you condescend to negotiate with me, and talk to Wu Shuzi."

Fan Huashi lowered his head, raised his hand tremblingly, but retracted nervously.

"That's good, we're the only ones in this world, that's good..."

"We are not the only ones in this world, there must be tens of thousands of us outside, and they are like you, trapped by Wu Shu and those numbers." Tan Ying nodded gently, "Come on, go outside, Together, we will break the barrier and see the light."

"I'm afraid." Fan Huashi said, raised his hand again, and put it firmly on Tan Ying's palm, "But I'm not afraid anymore."

Under such a situation, the two of them should have met for the first time, but they seemed to be alone, talking about riddles that only they understood in tacit understanding.

This scene made Wu Shuzi lose his temper.

The one who was more scattered had to be Fan Ya who just rushed into the pavilion.

He looked at his granddaughter as if she was fine, better than ever, as if she was still handing over something to Tanying, under the witness of the giant and all the Mohists.

This... is different from what I expected.

Is there a problem with Bai Pi's news?

But Wu Shuzi quickly brought him back to reality.

"It seems that materialism has accepted that paradox." Wu Shuzi breathed out in the hall, sat upright on the floor, raised his hands in front of him and said, "Sit for Tanzi."

"Gentlemen!" Fan Ya couldn't catch his breath, and when he ran all the way to Tan Ying and Fan Hua, he tore their hands apart with a stare, and cursed from left to right, "Didn't you come to study! You these few days... ...what have you done!"

Tan Ying and Fan Hua did not speak at all, still immersed in the atmosphere just now.

Fan Ya had no choice but to turn back to Wu Shuzi and said, "Young master...the child is not sensible, I will go back and teach him a lesson."

"One absurdity, one obstinacy, the result of your teaching is already like this." Wu Shuzi didn't look at Fan Ya, just looked straight ahead, looked at the straw mat and said, "The younger the mistake, the more serious it is. It should be corrected as soon as possible. I have a sense of proportion, let them sit."

Fan Ya was momentarily at a loss for words.

But Tan Ying said softly: "Teacher, "Wu Shuan Jing" was written by Wu Shuzi?"

"Yes." Fan Ya replied.

"Then I can refute him."

"..." Fan Ya was shocked.

"Grandpa." Fan Huashi caressed his sideburns lightly, "He solved my third question."

"..." Fan Ya was even more startled.

If it wasn't for words, Fan Ya had some selfish intentions in letting Tan Ying study in the ink library.

Perhaps such a talented young man can just give his granddaughter a little comfort...

But don't caress to this step!

Seeing this, what else can Fan Ya do?
"Ah..." He could only stomp his feet and sigh, then tilt his head, "Forget it, I don't care."

Tan Ying and Fan Hua no longer had any doubts.

Both of them went to the front of the question board, and after saluting with Wu Shuzi, they both sat on the table.

"Non-joy" and "saving use" are always advocated by Mohists.

Posting posts, layout, drinking and the like are purely extravagant and exaggerated activities of those famous nobles.

For the Mohists, spreading out straw mats is enough for the Mohists.

As the host and guest sat down one after another, no matter how shocked and incomprehensible the Mohists in the hall were, they all sat on the ground accordingly.

Under Wu Shuzi's watchful eyes, Fan Ya could not avoid it, walked to the room between the host and the guest, sat cross-legged on the ground, and sighed: "Yes, I can only host it."

……

Qin Academy.

Compared with the grand occasion of the night when Tanying devoured the fake Confucianists, the scholars at this time were all gathered in the small discussion hall, and they were much more stable.

But it was forced.

There is no way, not stable.

Firstly, Wu Shuzi is a Mohist giant, how can he be dealt with in the same way as Wu Yi?

Secondly, it's perfectly reasonable for Juzi to go to his own branch library and talk to his own library owner, it's none of their business.

Three days later, Tanying should still be huddled in the library, at this time Bai Pi should have slipped in and quietly lifted him out.

Tanying herself should also know who is soft and who is hard, so she won't see Wu Shuzi displeased and kick the door out to talk, right?

"Stable, this time." Pang Mu drank water tremblingly, and analyzed with everyone:

"Tan Ying has indeed obtained my way of Confucianism, taking righteousness into benevolence, and being angry when angry.

"But there must be a reason, right?

"Bringing into the Confucianism hall that night was to break the situation for me, and it was reasonable and reasonable for Confucianism to be unfair.

"But what kind of muscle is Wu Shuzi hindering him?
"No, not at all?"

Next to him, Ji Zengquan's brows became deeper and deeper when he heard it: "The eggplant face thief, can you say a few words less..."

"I'm analyzing the facts, just to give everyone a reassurance." Pang Mu said, and the water glass in his hand drank a lot of water, "I can't find a reason, and I can't find a contradiction between Tanying and Wu Shuzi. "

At this moment, even Han Sun couldn't listen any longer, he just covered his forehead and raised his hand: "Stop! Just stop!"

"Hmph." Pang Mu turned his head and continued to drink water.

But Ji Zengquan heard something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he still asked: "It seems... Tanying really has a reason to confront Wu Shuzi?"

Except for Pang Mu, everyone else sighed.

Ji Zengquan and Pang Mu looked at each other in blank dismay, then glanced at the sighing person, and clapped their palms together: "Is there something that happened seven years ago, don't you and me know?"

Han Sun only rubbed his forehead, then he raised his hand with Yingli and said, "Go ahead."

Like Han Sun, Yingli rubbed her forehead and said lightly:
"That was after I just came back from Fengtian.

"Fan Huashi, the current head of the Mohism Museum, was only a new bachelor at that time, but he was also the most appreciated bachelor by Wu Shu.

"Or she is too partial, and she doesn't hide her ambitions, saying that she has a complete mathematical science, which is called "Liu Suan", which can be calculated as manifolds, can be used to push circles, and can solve eternal problems.

"Wu Shuzi responded generously to this matter, as if she had no choice but to let her star appear in the world earlier, so she should make an argument without trial.

"Wu Shu is undoubtedly the king of mathematics in the world, and many definitions and systems were established by him, such as prime numbers, cutting circles and musical scales.

"Although he had a different starting point from Master Han's promotion of Tanying's argument, the result was that he forced unqualified people into the Dao Discussion Hall.

"As for that argument... I don't necessarily understand it now, and I believe it is difficult for Si Ye to fully understand it, so it quickly evolved into a quick talk between Wu Shuzi and Fan Huashi.

"When we got to the main point, Wu Shuzi, who always favored Fan Huashi, suddenly got really angry like the wine sacrifice that day.

"It seems that Fan Huashi's weakness was indeed refuted there, and Wu Shuzi used his anger to force her, and finally she broke the road and fell down.

"One step away, you can get the Tao, and you can even talk about Fan Huashi, who is sitting on the tripod, so far away from the palace.

"In a few days, Wu Shu also transferred to Fengtian, and the pair of master and apprentice have no contact with each other ever since.

"But judging from the current situation, Fan Huashi has not let go of this matter, and Wu Shuzi does not intend to let go of Fan Huashi either."

After Yingli finished speaking, Wu Yingzhen stroked the cup and sighed deeply: "To put it bluntly, there may be only one difference between Fan Huashi and Tanying for a sacrificial wine. Master Han's pressure on Tanying is just a test of heart, nothing more. The meaning of breaking the heart of humanity."

"This statement is wrong." Han Sun said, "If it is the true way, it will not be broken. Fan Huashi's argument must have its paradox. , Wei Modao or Wei Jidao, only he himself knows."

"Okay, I probably understand it." Pang Mu finally dropped his glass, and concluded:
"In this way, there is indeed a very small possibility that Tanying will really have a conflict with Wu Shuzi.

"But first of all, he wants to form a deep friendship with Fan Huashi within these two days.

"Secondly, he needs to recognize Fan Huashi's "Liu Suan".

"Again, he wants to get angry, and for the sake of the way he believes in, he will argue with the venerable Wu Shuzi who established today's way of mathematics and science.

"Look, these prerequisites...

"Considering Tan Ying's style..."

"It's...it's not that hard to be satisfied..."

Before everyone had time to scold Pang Mu, they saw Bai Pi rushing in alone. After stepping into the discussion hall, Sheng Wuke sat stiffly: "Tanying, please talk."

"........."

Under Pang Mu's foreshadowing, this ending seems not so unacceptable.

After several people looked at each other, they could only smile wryly, and Pang Mu raised his glass from the air, and sighed: "It's not for painting, it's for Tao."

However, in this sigh, Han Sun shook the cup alone, suddenly enjoying the situation, and asked with a smile:

"Everyone, Ruofengwei and Mo Zhengfeng.

"Who will you follow?"

……

Mohist Museum.

The gate is closed.

In the lobby, the hall is full of coercion.

With the inscription board as the platform, Wu Shuzi, Tan Ying, and Fan Huashi are arranged on the left and right.

Hosted by Fan Yaju.

A little later, there were many Mohists and scholars who came with Wu Shuzi by Fengtian Wang Ji, about twelve or three of them, and I don't know how many of them got the Tao.

On the outside, there are the ink artists of the Xianjing Mok Museum, and the visitors who happen to be here.

Although the Mohism in Qin Dynasty was prosperous, it was only a branch library, and it was under the leadership of Wang Ji's main library and Juzi.

In addition, most of the Mohists in the Qin Dynasty were good at engineering matters, and their mathematics, science, power and government were far inferior to Wang Ji's main hall. To put it bluntly, they were a group of engineers who designed and worked, and there were no scientists or politicians.

Therefore, at this time, it is inevitable that I am a little short. Although all my heart is for Fan Huashi, the owner of the museum, I can only sit on the periphery.

Nu Shuzuo and Zhu Qi are also leaning against each other at this time.

Shu Zuo pinched Zhu Qi's arm nervously, while Zhu Qi was still immersed in the sense of the image just now.

Shuzuo squeezed his hands tighter and tighter, and said over and over again: "He...is actually Tanzi...so young...so handsome...I don't believe it...I don't believe it..."

"I don't believe it either..." Zhu Qi nodded with red eyes, "This is obviously a trick."

"What the hell... at least... the curator dares to face this matter squarely." Shu Zuodai nodded while looking at Fan Hua, "Is it the past or forget it, is that Tao the true Tao or a false Tao? Give the owner an ending, she must be suffering."

"I think the owner is very comfortable." Zhu Qi looked at Fan Hua from a distance and said, "The owner's quietness before was pretending, but the quietness now is real."

"You can see that?"

"Hmph, I observe the owner for three hours every day."

"Okay, if you don't go to the western region, whoever will go to the western region."

"Ah, they've finished their discussion...don't talk about it now."

Following Zhu Qi's words, Fan Ya also stood up, walked to the question board, and spoke with everyone.

"Wu Shuzi and Tan Ying both believe that this discussion is about the fundamentals of mathematics and science, and they should be open and honest.

"Therefore, before we talk, let's talk about this topic first to set the tone."

After Fan Ya finished speaking, she followed the question board and said:

"For this question, there is one premise, and then three questions.

"The premise is: don't ask common sense, just look at mathematics.

"A question: If you take half of a one-foot club every day, if it will last forever, will it survive?

"Second question: the cunning hare chases the tortoise, if the hare is a little closer, and the tortoise is a little bit closer, how far can it be achieved?

"Three questions: the arrow that leaves the string, every moment is ahead, and the distance is seeking business, is there any speed?"

Everyone has heard these three questions, and the thinking in their minds is exactly as Shuzuo said. It seems that this is not a mathematical question at all, it is so simple that they feel that they have not understood the question at all.

It seems that it is precisely for this confusion that Fan Huashi added the assumption of "don't ask the common sense of the world, only look at the way of mathematics and science".

If you answer it with common sense and intuition, these three questions can be answered at a glance if you just pick up a child.

Only by obsessing over pure mathematics can we see the clues.

Among them, the first question comes from "Zhuangzi".

The original words of Zhuangzi are: Take a stick of one foot, take half of it every day, and it will last forever.

He believes that if you find a stick at random and peel it in half every day, you will never be able to finish it.

Obviously, in Zhuangzi's understanding, matter and space-time are infinitely divisible, and this is not a problem at all.

But for Fan Huashi's world of mathematics, this is a very big problem.

After an infinitely long time, does this infinitely short stick still exist or not?

The second question is, the cunning hare chases the tortoise. Although the hare is approaching, the tortoise is also moving forward.

Every time the rabbit reaches the position where the tortoise was at the moment before, the tortoise is already at the position at the next moment.

Such a moment after moment after moment, this process has also turned into an infinite moment.

In this way, if the hare can chase the tortoise, then the infinity is reachable, and the infinity is not infinity.

But if it is assumed that infinity is unreachable, and the rabbit is obviously faster than the tortoise, if it can never catch up with the tortoise, then what is the meaning of mathematics?

Of course, this is not a problem for ordinary people, the rabbit must be able to catch the tortoise.

Only under the premise of "don't ask common sense in the world, only look at the way of mathematics and theory", is it a problem for people like Fan Huashi and Wu Shuzi.

The last question, the arrow of departure.

When a bow and arrow travels, can the speed at that moment be obtained by dividing the distance it moves by the time it spends in that moment?

This time, Fan Huashi did not ask the smallest one, what is the smallest one.

Instead, it asks whether the smallest and smallest quotient exists.

Combining the first two questions, she is also asking: Does 0/0 exist.

For many people, such three questions are not a problem at all, they are not worth thinking about at all, and they have no results after thinking about them.

But for Fan Huashi, this is her destiny.

And for Tan Ying, this should also be a question from heaven.

It is different from Han Sun's "walk around the sun, who will drive it".

This is a heavenly question that only belongs to a very small number of people.

But it is a question from heaven that will eventually affect everyone.

Fan Ya was silent for a moment, as if giving the audience enough time to think, she read Tan Ying's answer:

"The interpretation of Tanying is as follows:
"These three questions are actually one question—is the infinitesimal equal to 0?

"Answer: It is not 0, and it has no name yet.

"Just like the way of heaven, its existence is unknown.

"But it doesn't affect my study and study.

"No one knows where the way of heaven is and where the end is, but aren't we always moving forward?
"Are we going to die there when we hit a rock that cannot be kicked away?
"No, we just need to describe the shape of this stone as much as possible, so that future generations will not be stumbled, and use it as much as possible.

"As for the infinitesimal, although it is unreasonable, we can define its limit as 0 and integrate it into the calculation. You must have discovered how wonderful the result is.

"Let us take this stone for a while, and forget how it came to be.

"As for the shape of that stone, what is the 'limit'.

"I would like to spend my whole life defining together with you.

"...cough...that's it."

At the end of Fan Ya's speech, she only coughed fiercely and glared at Tanying angrily.

Traitor! !Is this your answer?
Bullshit!
Especially the last sentence, tell her grandpa what it means!
Not only Fan Ya, but also the poets in the library heard the same hatred.

The owner's question, at any rate, still has some problems.

Your answer, this fucking is a love letter!

Is there any shadow of mathematics in this? !
Unexpectedly, however.

When Fan Huashi heard this answer, he slowly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth slightly, as if he had heard something enlightening.

Others don't know it. For her, this problem is no longer a mathematical problem.

"Go around?" She asked foolishly, "Is it possible to do this?"

"Go around." Tan Ying nodded and replied, "That's the only way."

"What about the 'limit' you speak of? Can it be defined mathematically?"

"Yes, it must be possible, those curves you draw can be defined."

"It's called streamline." Fan Huashi's eyes turned red, and he covered his cheeks with his hands: "That's my torn "Liu Suan"..."

"It's okay." Tan Ying smiled softly, "I've already put it back together, so you should pick it up soon."

After laughing, he was crazy again.

It was originally called Flow Calculation.

It is much more beautiful than the title I imagined called "calculus".

Well, no more calculus.

In this life, everything I say is just a matter of opinion.

On the other side, Fan Huashi also closed his eyes and nodded without making a sound.
She seems to be obeying Tan Ying's words, picking up the scattered strands of "Liu Suan".

However, while sitting here, Fan Ya was startled.

"Tao... is coming back... can he come back?" Fan Ya stared in surprise, "The paradox has been solved?!"

(End of this chapter)