"I have seen the machine picture. The so-called stove sac is actually a furry," the boy smiled and looked gloomy when he heard this. "The wind sac made by Qiu Sheng is similar to the one I made when I was ten years old, and it is much worse than the eldest brother. The biggest flaw is that it is too bulky and requires one person to rail and one person pushing the bag down when using it."

The old man shook his head: "Zhun'er, you are biased in comparing Qiu Yan with Fei'er."

The young man called "Zhun'er" smiled and said, "But what I'm talking about is the fact. Even though Qiu Sheng has some talent, he is over the top of his twenties. Even if he turns to specialize in research, his achievements are limited."

The old man still shook his head: "You don't have enough vision. You look at things on the surface. You just see the simple structure, but you don't know that the structure is easier to remember. Learn that this blowing stove is for people to use."

"Even so, it doesn't mean that his talent is comparable to his elder brother!" Zhuner shook his head.

The old man sighed and said, "Even if the structure of this stove sac is bulky, you don't see that there is an unfinished meaning in the picture of the mechanism, and it is obvious that I haven't written down everything I think in my heart!"

Zhun'er said dismissively: "Uncle Shi, I think you're thinking too much."

When the old man saw Zhun'er's appearance, he knew that the other party was young and energetic, and how could he easily convince others? Besides, Qiu Yan was still a Confucian scholar. He didn't say it out loud, but just said, "You have seen the picture of the stove sac, but I don't know if the copy of Hongqiao has ever seen it?"

"Oh? I have never seen this before, but it's just a bridge. How can I see my ability?"

Just as Zhuanger was talking, he saw the old man take out a scroll from his arms and spread it on the table.

What's strange is that the painting is pitch black and there are no other colors.

But Zhun'er's eyes flashed with light, her eyes shone brightly, and then her face changed with a look of surprise: "What kind of bridge is this?"

"Then Qiu Sheng called it the 'Rainbridge'." The old man said, stretching out his hand and pointing to the dark scroll. "This bridge is two 4 meters wide, seven 5 meters wide, and arches are 1 5 meters wide. Each arch is arranged in an order of six wooden beams. Qiu Sheng called this method a 'folded beam arch', which can form twenty-two rows of arch frames across the bridge, adjacent to each other, and horizontally connected. Without other support, it looks like a rainbow crossing the river from a distance!"

"This..." Zhun'er widened his eyes, "Although this method can fix the bridge body, it is easy to give up, so why not use the bridge pillar to support it? It is suspected of attracting popularity!"

"So, your skills are not yet good, and you cannot talk about military affairs on paper. You must put what you have learned into practice. Why did Qiu Sheng build Feihong Bridge? It is because the bridge in Shuikou Town is built on the rapids. Every July and August, the mountains and rivers will rush the bridge pillars and the pillars will be destroyed. When the pillars are gone. Where is the bridge?"

After hearing this, cold sweat broke out on his head, staring at the scroll in front of him, his eyes trembled slightly, and his lips trembled, as if he was calculating something.

It turned out that this Hongqiao was a method left by Qiu Yan when he passed by a village called "Shuikou Town" on his way to the north.

At this time, most of the bridges were columns and wooden bridges, which were to use columns to press against the bridge body and build bridges.

However, this method is not suitable for Shuikou Town, because the Han River passes through the town, and the water flows rapidly. When summer arrives, the bridge will collapse. Now, August has just passed, and the bridge body collapses again. During the reconstruction, Qiu Yan happened to pass by. He looked at it for a few times and left a structural diagram.

Shuikou Town is still in Jiannan Road, and local officials also know Qiu Yan's reputation. Coupled with the interference of the soul and divine way, they were finally built.

This bridge does not require bridge columns, so there is no need to worry about being impacted by rapids.

Afterwards, the bridge was named "Qiu Shengqiao" by the villagers, also known as "Qiu Shenghongqiao".

After a while, Zhun'er, who was sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, this kind of flying rainbow bridge is indeed extraordinary. If I think about it, I may not be able to think of it. But I don't believe that Qiu Yan, a scholar of scholar who is a scholar, can come up with such a method. It must have a legacy. Otherwise, why would he not make a statement when he designed such a flying bridge? Instead, he was just like a person who was fine, wandering around leisurely?"

The old man sighed again and said, "This is the shocking thing. Qiu Sheng left the stove and the rainbow bridge, leaving gracefully, looking indifferent, and it seemed that his ambition was not here and he did not take these seriously."

When he said this, Zhun'er's face suddenly looked ugly. The things he pursued were not valued in the eyes of others, and no one would be happy if he changed him.

What made him even more unacceptable was that this person who did not value institutional learning, who studied all the way and occasionally left behind amazing things. This contrast made Zhuner vaguely jealous and inexplicably hostile.

The old man seemed not to notice Zhun'er's expression and said: "Besides, although he did not deliberately make a name for himself, Hongqiao and stove are there, and it is only a matter of time before he can become famous all over the world. Moreover, this is still a good qualification. If he becomes an official in the future, he might be able to use this as capital to advance."

"Hmph!" Zhun'er snorted coldly when he heard this, "The method of wind and fur is recorded in ancient books, but because of the prosperity of the gods in later generations, it was drowned in the long river of history. Qiu Yan used this to accomplish things, which was really a trick! Besides, the Hongqiao was just adapting to local conditions. When our mechanism was perfected, we could still make a difference when we encountered the same situation!"

After these words, he was so bold that he was Gan Yun, but finally changed his mind and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi, we won't go back now, go to Dongdu for a walk!"

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows, knowing that the provocation effect had been effective, but his face remained silent, "Want to go to Dongdu? But, didn't you say..."

"I used to be before, but now I have changed my mind! The Confucian Xingtan talks about the matter, and the eastern capital is full of academies and gathers from all walks of life. This is a rare opportunity. How can I miss it? I, Tian Zhun, want to go and take a look. What young heroes are there in this Confucianism now!"

The old man hesitated for a moment and nodded at last, "Okay, then go to the Dongdu." After saying that, he put away the scroll, took out a few dollars from his sleeve, and placed it on the table.

After doing all this, two old and young stood up and left.

In the past half a day, the two of them said a lot, and there were many hidden worries. When they were heard, they might even cause storms, but they were so arrogant that the people at the tables next to them seemed to have not heard it and didn't care at all.

Not long after, two ink figures disappeared into the crowd.

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Crackling!

The hall where King Yan was in a mess. After Qiu Yan left, King Yan calmed down for a while, then became furious and smashed objects wildly, smashing whatever they touched!

"Damn it! A scholar dares to threaten me, the prince! It's a rebellious thing!"

The ground was full of pieces of porcelain, leftovers and dumped tables and chairs, including many of them.

The maid and servant watched, but did not dare to come forward to comfort him, and were silent.

After smashing for a while, King Yan was panting, stopped his movements, his anger calmed down slightly, and then his face showed a fierce light.

"Then Qiu Yan thought that everything would be fine if he got to Lizong Academy? I also have a slut in the academy. At that time, just use a little trick...ah!"

He was thinking about a way to revenge. He suddenly screamed, raised his hand to cover his head, and fell to the ground and rolled!

Seeing this scene, the maid and servant became panicked. They didn't dare to come forward because they were afraid of being vented, but now the situation is obviously that King Yan is in a bad condition and cannot be ignored.

But after they stepped forward, they didn't know what to do.

At this time, a faint voice came from the side—

"Go...go and invite Miss Han over! Go quickly!"

But Gong Yang Yi spoke instructed him. At this moment, he was slumped in a corner, pale and haggard. After saying this, he showed that he was angry and unhurried.

Hearing the order, a servant responded and hurriedly left. Not long after, the Confucian scholar dressed as a young man came over.

When Gong Yang Yi saw the person coming, he struggled to get up and bowed to the Confucian scholar, "Miss Han, please save my prince."

"This is easy to say." The Confucian scholar replied in a crisp voice. It was obviously a woman disguised as a man. She took two steps forward, her eyes flashed, her eyes fell on King Yan, and then she smiled, "What a good Qiu Yan, who actually used such a method to restrain others. If you have evil thoughts, you will be severely punished! In line with the principle of "right rewards and punishments, not be kindness", she is insightful! She is insightful!"

After the words came, the folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish" sound, and a line of words were written on the fan.

Treating bad luck is born from the law, and weak chaos is born from the law!

The stability and strength of a country comes from following the law; while the unrest and weak are due to violation of the law and succumbing to human will and commands.

Each of these ten words reveals a powerful and unrefutable smell, as strong as iron, and does not move at all!

There is a charm and artistic conception flowing out!

Then, "Miss Han" slapped the fan with a fan, and the air flowed and pounced on King Yan. A round headband appeared faintly on the other party's head, and then it merged into flesh and blood. King Yan immediately stopped screaming and recovered, but his robe was covered with fragments and soup, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Li Jie, you are lucky. If you didn't take the fan of the ancestor of your family, you can only wait until your thoughts subside to get rid of the severe pain." Miss Han looked at King Yan and shook her head, "However, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. If you have evil thoughts about Qiu Yan in the future, the scene just now will still repeat."

"What?" King Yan Li Jie looked pale, "I would like to ask Sister Wei to save me and eradicate the hidden dangers."

"I don't have the ability to eradicate it. You can go to Jinwudao to find a solution," Miss Han put away the folding fan and turned around with a smile. "However, I advise you to stay away from the Taoist sect. People outside the area are not trustworthy."

She turned around and said, "Besides, the ruler and the jade bowl are for you to do research, not stealing. You must know that literary energy is one of the pillars of dragon energy. When moving literary energy, you will naturally suffer backlash. Qiu Yan is just an appearance. Otherwise, why would he dare to touch you? He is not afraid of the dragon energy backlash? It is not the evil cause you planted yourself, and it bears bitter fruit! Just take care of yourself, don't cut yourself off from the dragon."

After saying that, Miss Han took a step, swung the fan, and left, leaving behind the King Yan who was in a state of uncertainty.

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In the evening, Qiu Yan followed Zhen Zhizuo and others' carriage to the gate of Lizong Academy.

On the way, Zhen Zhizuo also introduced a lot of information related to Lizong, including many words of pearls and jade, which made Qiu Yan interested in the two gentlemen, Big, Chen, Xiao, and the intention to ask for advice.

At a distance from the main entrance, several people got off the car and met five Confucian scholars, followed by more than a dozen servants. The scene was pretty good, but Zhen Zhizuo's face turned gloomy.

Seeing this, the Confucian scholar in charge smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Zhen, don't blame Hua Zhang. In the past few days, Shu Zong He and the human and heavenly theory were unable to escape, so he sent us to come." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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