Chapter 33 Hun Tianyi

When it comes to technical problems, Ge Heng immediately seemed to be a different person. His eyebrows were flying and his mouth was full of confidence. He even explained his Hun Tianyi to Sun Shao with paintings. Although he felt that he had said it in detail, Sun Shao was still a little difficult to accept. First, Ge Heng's Hun Tianyi was indeed very It's complicated. It's not clear in one or two sentences. Second, he was so shocked that he didn't expect that there would be such talented people in the Three Kingdoms. In the past, I only knew that Zhang Heng, a great scientist in the Han Dynasty, invented the Huntian instrument and the geodynamic instrument, especially the geodynamic instrument, which made the scientists of later generations confused and unable to recover. Now I know that there are still people in the Three Kingdoms who have made a Huntian instrument.

But slowly, he still calmed down. Although he still didn't know whether Ge Heng's Huntianyi could accurately match the celestial phenomena as he said, he heard that although Ge Heng's Huntianyi broke the old doctrine of Tianyuan and adopted Zhang Heng's Huntian theory, they were still without exception. Think about the problem with the earth as the center. Of course, this is beyond reproach. The change from the center of the earth to the heart is far from so easy. Otherwise, Comrade Copernicus would not have been so great, and Comrade Bruno would not have been burned to death.

"Brother Ge's Hun Tianyi is really exquisite. Unfortunately, I'm so stupid that I can't figure out what it should look like. Brother Ge, if it's convenient, I want to see your masterpiece with my own eyes. I don't know if I have this honor?"

Ge Heng's face was a little red with excitement. He said cheerfully, "What's the difficulty? If the young master is interested, I will wait for you at any time."

Sun Shao was in his arms and immediately decided the time while the iron was hot: "I'm afraid it won't work today. Tomorrow, I'll visit your house tomorrow to see what's going on. How about it?"

"It's a deal."

"Thank you very much." Sun Shao arched his hand and raised his glass again. Ge Heng also raised his glass and took a sip, thinking of his question: "Young master, I heard from Brother Huishu that this is the wine brought by the young master. Heng is very curious. What kind of craftsman in the young master's house can make such a strong wine?"

Sun Shao pointed to his nose.

Ge Heng didn't understand and stared at Sun Shao curiously. Dunwu next to him couldn't help interrupting and said, "This wine is made by my young master. My young master is not a skillful craftsman."

Ge Heng swallowed his saliva and stared at the boss: "Is it... the young master himself?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Sun Shao asked with a smile.

"No...nothing, I'm just... just..." Ge Heng shook his head repeatedly with a smile. After a while, he said, "I really didn't expect that the young master would still be interested in these. I lost my mouth for a moment just now. Please don't be surprised.

"What's so strange about this?" Sun Shao was about to say more, but his shoulder was suddenly caught. He looked up. Zhang Wen was looking at him with his eyes slanted and looking at him with a smile. There were two reds on his powdered cheeks, which looked a little enchanting: "Young master, Sizhen, you two are really fascinated. This wine glass has been parked with you for a long time. Everyone is looking forward to it, but you If there is no one around, can't we really enter the eyes of the young master?

Sun Shao fixed his eyes and noticed that a glass with half a glass of wine was stranded in the stream in front of him. He swayed and refused to move half a step. He smiled shyly. He leaned over and picked up the glass and was about to drink, but was stopped by Zhang Wen.

"Young master, although you brought this wine, you can't just drink it like this, otherwise it's a meeting?" Zhang Wen turned around and smiled at the others and said, "Is this the truth?"

Everyone laughed and said, "Exactly, it can't be so cheap for him, chanting poetry! Recite poetry!"

Sun Shao stood up and bowed with a circle of smiles: "You talents, you'd better let it go. I'm a martial artist. How can I recite any poems and make any gifts? Thank you for your brother's wrong love. I invited me to participate in this gobblet meeting. I just want to be among all the talents. I can't take it seriously. I'll thank you with this wine." With that, he raised his glass and wanted to drink.

Zhang Wen refused, pressed his hand and smiled, "Gentlemen, don't be deceived by the young master. Do you believe that the farewell song is really what he heard? There is such a wonderful song, I don't know, but he can hear it casually?"

Everyone did not intend to let Sun Shao write poems. Just now, I heard Zhang Wen introduce that this good-looking young man is a famous martial artist in Wu County. Shao, the only son of the rebellious general, what poems do the Sun family do? Count all the people in their family, that is, Sun Kuang and Sun Jizuo is a little talented. Most of the others are rude people. It's really a little difficult for him to recite poems. I'm afraid that if he really dares to recite poems, they dare not listen to them. Originally, it's okay to be fined two glasses of wine. Continue the following process. Don't disturb everyone's elegance. It's true. However, after listening to Zhang Wen's words, they all pricked up their ears, not waiting to listen to Sun Shao's poems, but heard something else from Zhang Wen's words. They looked at each other with a sharp heart. They all turned their heads and looked at Sun Shao and said, "That's right. The young master can't wait for us. Isn't he looking down on us?"

Zhang Wen turned his head and jokingly looked at Sun Shao, who looked embarrassed: "Young master, it's hard to disobey everyone's will. Let's show your talents to comfort everyone's hearts, right?"

Since Sun Shao dares to come to this goblet meeting, how can he not be prepared? But on the one hand, he didn't have enough confidence, and on the other hand, he didn't want to show too much. It's not necessarily a good thing to pretend too much. If he really want to write poems with these people, he will be exposed in a few rounds, so he pretended to be helpless and said, "Since Brother Huishu wants me to show my ugliness, I dare not refuse, just let me think about it. I was fascinated by what I said to Brother Ge just now, but I didn't hear your masterpieces. I was confused in my mind, and let me hear a little bit of your wonderful voices. Maybe I can hold out a word or two crooked words.

When Zhang Wen saw that he agreed to write a poem, he did not press him. He turned around and smiled at everyone and said, "Gentlemen, since the young master has answered, we will let him think for a moment. Presumably, the young master will not let me down at that time. You just wait patiently. How about it?"

"And forgive me." Someone shouted loudly.

"So, let's talk about a few words first to introduce the young master's masterpiece."

"Hahaha... When it is like this, when it is like this."

Sun Shao just sat down and watched Zhang Wen and others start again. A servant about twelve or thirteen years old put another glass of wine on the upper reaches. The glass swayed down the water. Everyone stopped the glass and stared at the wine glass in the stream. Some people had warm eyes and hoped that the wine glass would flow in front of them so that they could make a good abdominal manuscript. Jiazuo came out and said colorfully, but some of them were a little worried. They were afraid that the wine glass would stop in front of them and reluctantly fight. Some of them didn't matter. It didn't matter if they stopped in front of them. If they couldn't recite a poem, they would be fined themselves for three glasses. Anyway, today's wine was really not bad, and some of them even held their breath and blinked without blinking.

The wine glass was stared at by countless eyes, and finally stopped in front of a middle-aged scribe. The man got up and took the glass, bowed in a reserved ring, cleared his throat, held the glass in one hand, and carried it behind him in the other, and chanted the poem he had just thought of. Although his voice is not high, it is enough for everyone sitting on both sides of the stream to hear:

"The towering Lingyan Mountain, there is a blue spring in the forest. The benevolent man sits in the mountain, and the wise man circles the water..."

His poems are average, but the momentum of being ambitious is really convincing. As soon as the poem was finished, someone praised it: "Good poem, good poem, please comment on it."

Sun Shao curled his lips secretly. Is this Lingyan Mountain also towering? It's just nonsense. However, he took a saying of benevolent Leshan and wise man Leshui, and praised everyone present. Looking at his complacent look, Sun Shao really wanted to kick him. He, a half-baked literati, felt that he couldn't do it. Fortunately, he was embarrassed to put on this face.

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Today, I'm asking for tickets for the third update.

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