Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 1175 Postscript : The Charm of Journalism
In the eyes of countless scholars, the charm of that scale is a hundred times greater than that of the Grand Princess.

They didn't care at all what the princess was doing. Some turned around and continued to fiddle with the scale, some surrounded Xie Yan and asked if there were any drawings, and some discussed with each other what experiment to do next.

The eldest princess was completely left alone.

She did not feel left out, so she simply walked over to the audience and sat down, asking the maid to comb her hair and put it back on, and to put on the jewelry she had taken off.

Except for the maid who was combing her hair, all the other maids were peeking at Xie Yan. They had witnessed the big scene just now, and although they didn't know how awesome Xie Yan was, it didn't stop them from appreciating the handsomeness of the young scholar Xie.

One of the maids, named Qingluan, was the Grand Princess's absolute confidant. She was once arrested together with the Grand Princess and taken to Prince Yong's Mansion and placed under house arrest.

She leaned over and whispered in the eldest princess's ear: "Your Highness, did you really give him your hair?"

The eldest princess's cheeks flushed, and she pretended to be nonchalant: "He took it himself. This little guy doesn't know anything, there's something missing in his brain, so it's normal for him to do anything."

Qingluan covered her mouth and laughed.

The eldest princess was having her hair combed, and it was inconvenient for her to turn her head, so she glanced at Qingluan and warned the maid to be serious.

Qingluan immediately raised his head and chest, put on a serious expression, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

The students outside the door had no chance to get a word in with the big guys, so they just went to call their friends.

There were also academic presentations going on in the halls next door, with many students crouching outside the doors and windows to listen. Just as I was listening intently, I suddenly heard a discussion nearby.

"Go and see, something big has happened over there, Master Xie!"

"He verified it?"

"I didn't verify it on the spot, but it's almost the same. He built a balance that is accurate to three digits after the millimeter."

"Isn't that 0.001 millimeter?"

"More than that! I heard that he even used the eldest princess' hair to weigh it, and found that a strand of hair weighed 0.615 millimeters!"

"really?"

"It's true. The old president bowed to him in public to express his gratitude, and many Emerald Bachelors, Rose Bachelors, and Hibiscus Bachelors also bowed to him. I was stunned at the time!"

"You're not talking nonsense?"

"Do I dare to make up such a thing?"

"Let's go and have a look."

"..."

More and more students came from nearby to watch the fun, but they didn't dare to disturb them. They could only whisper to each other at a distance of ten or two feet, and eavesdrop on what the big guys were discussing.

Even some liberal arts students came, as they had previously been attending a history lecture.

One liberal arts student was very puzzled: "It's just a scale, is it worth making such a fuss?"

A science student immediately gave him some scientific knowledge: "You know about astronomical telescopes, right?"

The liberal arts student nodded: "Yes, I have even used an astronomical telescope to see the moon."

"Master Xie's balance is as important as the telescope. Without an astronomical telescope, we cannot observe celestial bodies more directly. It's like a doctor who cannot observe bacteria and insects without a microscope. In the future, many people who conduct in-depth research on physics and chemistry will need the help of this instrument."

"Master Xie looks very young."

"I heard he just turned seventeen."

"So elegant and graceful! We have a literary gathering this month and we must invite Mr. Xie to attend."

"Stop daydreaming. I don't know how many invitations I will accept. How can I have the time to attend your literary gathering? Mr. Xie majored in science!"

Another student of the Arts Department asked, "Who just mentioned the Grand Princess's black hair?"

"Even if the scale was taken out, Xie Xueshi couldn't find a suitable object to weigh, so the eldest princess took out her hairpins and untied her bun, cut off a strand of her hair and asked Xie Xueshi to weigh it. The strand of hair weighed 0.615 millimeters."

"The black hair is so elegant, it is really a good story in the academic world! It is as if Scholar Xie picked up his pen to write a famous article, and the Grand Princess personally ground the ink and spread the paper for him."

"Haha, you liberal arts students are the ones who know how to speak."

The Royal Society has a president, three vice-presidents, and under them are many branch presidents and vice-presidents.

When the old president was not involved in the affairs, the vice president who was really in charge of the affairs of the society was Lu Gai. He did not attend any report meeting at the moment, but was chatting in the office of the president of Taixue.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, the president of the Imperial College did not have an official title. Usually, a court official was sent to take charge of the post concurrently, which was called "Guang Gou Taixue Gongshi". His deputy was called "Tong Guan Gou Taixue Gongshi", and the temporary one was called "Quan Guan Gou Taixue Gongshi".

The current Ming Dynasty has a full-time principal, whose official title is "such and such Imperial College Governor", and his deputy is "such and such Imperial College Associate Governor".

The governor of Luoyang Imperial College was named Peng Huanzhi. He was chatting with Lu Gai, the vice-president of the Royal Society, and was discussing allowing scholars from other places to come to Beijing to give more lectures to the students of Luoyang Imperial College.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door, and the sound was a little urgent.

"Come in." Peng Huanzhi shouted.

The Imperial Academy, who was in charge of the school's rules and regulations, walked in and said, "Something big has happened! Scholar Xie Yan took out a balance that could measure up to three millimeter precision. The old president and many scholars bowed to Scholar Xie on the spot."

Peng Huanzhi and Lu Gai looked at each other and saw each other's shocked expressions.

They stood up and walked quickly outside.

Peng Huanzhi quickened his pace and asked, "Has the balance been verified?"

Taixue was a pure liberal arts scholar. In recent years, he even stopped doing academic research and devoted himself to being a bureaucrat in the education system.

He also didn't understand the situation on the scale, but was more concerned about the romantic affairs, adding fuel to the fire: "The eldest princess took out her hairpins and untied her bun, cut off a strand of her hair and put it on the scale, and said to Xie Xueshi: Can you weigh it? Xie Xueshi said, this is easy. He immediately weighed the princess's hair and found it to be 0.615 millimeters."

"Is there such a thing?" Peng Huanzhi and Lu Gai stopped at the same time.

The Imperial Academy Director said, "It is absolutely true. This matter has been widely spread among the students. The Grand Princess is still there."

See, the publicity effect is achieved.

If Xie Yan didn't use the princess's hair to weigh the scale, the scale incident would probably be limited to the academic circle, and then spread out little by little. With the princess's black hair, it instantly became a gimmick, and it is estimated that it would spread throughout Luoyang City in a few days, and it would evolve into various versions.

Han Chengyi, a reporter from the Daming Weekly, was also rushing towards the news scene at this moment.

Daming Weekly will naturally pay attention to such a grand national academic event, and will also report on it in a special edition of the newspaper's culture and education section.

He has always been worried that the news reports are not interesting. Most ordinary people simply cannot understand academic content, which makes the news reports very unreadable.

Now I don’t have to worry anymore.

The young scholar who just turned 17, the long hair of the eldest princess, and the epoch-making balance that can verify Taizu's doctrine. As long as this article is written, ordinary readers will definitely respond enthusiastically.

Han Chengyi was faster than the two leaders. When he arrived at the scene, Xie Yan had already taken out the balance drawings, and a group of scholars were surrounding the drawings and marveling at them.

He found that the big guys were discussing professional matters, so he ran to interview the students who were watching the fun nearby.

After revealing his identity, Han Chengyi asked, "Which gentleman saw what happened at that time?"

"I!"

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A student from the Imperial College volunteered to step forward and said, "I was lying outside the door, closest to the podium. I heard Master Xie explaining the structure and use of the balance."

Han Chengyi asked in an inductive way: "Have you ever weighed the Grand Princess's black hair?"

"It was weighed, it was weighed," said the student. "It seems that Xie Xueshi took the initiative to ask for it. The Grand Princess was reluctant at first, but later she agreed."

Another student immediately interrupted: "Nonsense. It was clearly the Grand Princess who cut off her hair to test Mr. Xie's balance."

"Where were you at the time? Were you as close to the podium as I was?"

"I'm at the window."

"Then you should stay further away. I can't hear you clearly. Are you born with a pair of super hearing?"

"Everyone says that it was the princess who cut her hair and asked about the scale."

"They're talking nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, we are all talking nonsense, and you are the only one who understands."

"..."

More and more students joined the quarrel and added fuel to the fire.

Han Chengyi did not distinguish the authenticity and wrote everything down in shorthand.

After writing for a while, he ignored the students who were still quarreling, walked around the scholars at the door and looked inside, and found that the eldest princess and her maid had not left yet.

On the podium, scholars gathered around and took turns operating the scales to try out the new things.

There was no one to maintain order in the venue. Han Chengyi slipped in and came to the princess and bowed: "Han Chengyi from the Ming Daily, I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Grand Princess!"

The eldest princess nodded in return.

Han Chengyi asked, "Can the matter of black hair being weighed as fine hair be reported in the newspapers?"

The eldest princess' expression was as calm as water: "Don't write nonsense, just tell the truth."

Han Chengyi asked again: "But the princess took out her hairpins and untied her bun..."

The eldest princess said angrily, "Could it be that he helped me solve it?"

Han Cheng smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He was thinking about how to write the story in a romantic and elegant way without being unrealistic and angering the princess.

It is best to just mention it in a few words, but still make people think a lot, as if nothing is written, and yet it seems like everything is written.

This is a real test of penmanship!

The eldest princess found herself being left out for a long time by the scholars and had inexplicably become the center of gossip, so she simply left with her maids.

Along the way, she met many teachers and students from the Imperial Academy. When they saluted the princess, they all looked at her inquiringly.

This look made the eldest princess a little angry, but she also felt an indescribable strange emotion.

She hurried to the carriage, and after getting in, she subconsciously touched her hair. She quickly realized that her hair had been tied into a bun, and she couldn't feel the place where a strand was cut.

The age difference is still too big.

I am already 24 years old, and Mr. Xie has just turned 17.

With such a major scientific invention, Young Scholar Xie's rank will surely be raised, to the point where he will at least become a Furong Scholar.

The 17-year-old Bachelor Furong was the first since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

He won't think I'm too old, will he?

And I was married.

Is he really willing to give up his career for me?

The eldest princess became more and more confused the more she thought about it. She had a feeling of powerlessness as if she wanted to hold on to something but couldn't.

The Grand Princess didn't dare to ask anyone for a marriage, but she couldn't think of a good solution. She asked the only maid who could sit in the carriage, "Qingluan, what gift do you think would be sincere but not abrupt?"

Qingluan covered her mouth and laughed.

"Stop laughing!" the eldest princess said angrily.

Qingluan said, "Why not write to Mr. Xie and ask for his molecular theory? Wasn't his paper questioned by many people? He must be looking forward to being recognized. With the first letter, there will be a second one. After a few letters, won't we become familiar with each other?"

The Grand Princess nodded in approval: "You have made a great contribution."

(End of this chapter)