"How can you smear someone's innocence?" Wei Zhigu took two steps forward and shouted at Zhao Xu.
A group of students hurried over. Good, they didn't lose their chance.
Zhao Xu threw caution to the wind and said to Li Yi, "Can you prove that you made the Three Character Classic?"
"No," Li Yi said indifferently.
"Then who made it?" Zhao Xu asked.
"I'm not telling you." Li Yi's tone was still indifferent.
"Where is he?" Zhao Xu stared.
"Killed and buried," Li Yi said with a smile.
"Where?" Zhao Xu took a step forward.
"I'm not telling you. Go report it to the authorities." Li Yi tilted his head and smiled.
"Li Yi, how can you be like this?" Zhao Xu was furious.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Li Yi seemed to be in a good mood.
"As scholars, we need to know the truth!" Zhao Xu shouted, and the students behind him followed suit.
"You're a murderer. How did you become a scholar?" Li Yi asked.
"When did I kill anyone?" Zhao Xu's eyes widened.
"How can you prove that you didn't kill anyone?" Li Yi asked.
"How can I prove it?" Zhao Xu glared.
"As a scholar, I need to know the truth." Li Yi's gaze was sincere.
"Hahahaha …" Li Chengqi couldn't help but laugh.
Empress Wang smiled.
"Big Brother, Third Brother, Sister-in-law, let's go look at the biogas pool." Li Yi spoke again.
When they had walked dozens of steps away, Zhao Xu shouted again, "Li Yi, you're just a rice farmer. You'll never understand anything in the field like those idiots who don't even know how to read."
Li Yi suddenly stopped. The people planting rice next to him stood up and looked at the students.
Li Yi took a deep breath and said loudly, "The farmers in Zhuangzi know more than you do. At least they can support themselves. You, on the other hand, failed the imperial examinations. You're just trash."
"As for farming and your so-called principles, humph! Planting the green seedlings all over the field, he lowered his head and saw the sky above the water. Only with a clear heart can one achieve the Dao. Retreating is actually advancing. "
After saying that, Li Yi walked away with large strides.
Li Longji and the others quickly followed, leaving behind a group of stupefied students.
The farmers who were transplanting the rice seedlings roared with laughter and continued to transplant the rice seedlings happily.
They understood that we were so powerful.
"Lowering my head, I see the sky in the water. Retreating is actually moving forward. Good poem, really good poem. "Zhang Shuo praised as he walked.
Wei Zhigu also said, "This is turning complexity into simplicity, each word a gem. Li Dongzhu is quite capable."
"Someone else wrote it. It has nothing to do with me." Li Yi told the truth.
"Where is he?" Zhang Shuo wanted to know.
Li Chengqi interjected from the side, "Kill them, bury them, go report them to the authorities, hahahahaha …"
"Hahaha!" Li Longji couldn't help but laugh.
Empress Wang stretched out her hand and rubbed Li Yi's head.
Zheng Guang wanted to show off, so he said, "Who wrote it? An unlearned person toils a lot, it's hard to understand the Dao of Heaven. Bending down to plant seedlings without seeing the sun, step by step, time chisels. "
"At first, it sounds good, but now that you compare it to planting the green seedlings all over the field, it's really the difference between heaven and earth."
On the other side, the students.
"How can it be like this? Why is it like this? It's actually … actually … "Zhao Xu was incoherent.
The others looked at him with resentment, meaning to say, 'You just had to be so overbearing, and what happened in the end?
Li Dongzhu's literary talent is better than yours.
You wanted to step on Owner Li to get up, but in the end, you were stepped on, right?
How can you compare yourself to someone who can write the Three Character Classic? '
***
At the construction site of the sixth biogas pool.
Trenches were dug out, and there were people on the side who used cast iron pipes to drill the threads.
Li Yihua used her lifespan to change the iron pipe to make the screw mouth out of it manually.
He could actually improve the smelting process bit by bit, and then make a tapping machine, but it would be too slow and he couldn't wait.
It took forty hours to change to another one.
There were people on the side who prepared hemp and tung oil. When it came to connecting the pipes, only the screws were not enough, and the seals were not enough.
Li Yi had hemp and raw material belts at that time, and now he used hemp and tung oil.
Empress Wang looked on, looking forward to the two biogas pools that the palace would use cement to make according to the blueprint.
After experiencing the vitality lamp, she was not willing to light candles.
Candles were not bright enough, and there were always palace maids and eunuchs watching to trim the wick.
She was willing to let the harem be happy and save as much effort as possible.
She took things from Zhuangzi, and went back to distribute them to the people in the harem.
"Little Brother Yi, you don't usually compose many poems." Li Longji looked at Li Yi with a gratified expression.
"It's meaningless, the people have no money, no matter how good the poems are, they will starve." Li Yi said calmly.
He thought of Du Fu, the poet of a generation, who wrote the poem "Wine and meat stinks behind the vermillion door, frozen bones on the road."
He asked for an official position in Chang 'an, and was later given a small ninth rank official, and went to the county to be the director of the Public Security Bureau, the court judge, and the director of the tax bureau.
Du Fu thought the position was too small, so he didn't go. He didn't have money to give to his family, so he continued to donate to Chang 'an, and then one of his children starved to death.
Li Yi felt that if he had time now, he could be the military officer of Hexi, which was near Chang 'an.
Du Fu was not satisfied with such a high position right from the start?
How many university students begged to be a small official in the village? Why?
Because they were confident, as long as they gave me a chance, I could succeed.
If I want to be promoted, I will fight my way up with my ability and achievements. Under the same rules, I won't accept it. I was so confident.
So Li Yi admired Du Fu's poems, but looked down on Du Fu.
Writing good poems, can let the people eat?
Whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk.
Li Longji didn't know that his Brother Yi was silently criticizing a future poet who was only three years old in nominal age.
He admired Li Yi's cheap brother who was full of literary talent but didn't show it easily, and only did things that benefited the country and the people.
"Brother Yi, the bigger the methane pool, the better?" Li Longji saw that this one was much bigger than the previous one.
Li Yi shook his head, "No, it involves the ability to withstand pressure and whether there is enough material. The bigger the wall, the better the seal, and the higher the cement."
"Otherwise, it will leak and cause an explosion, and people will die."
"This one in front of me is the limit of what I can do. If it's bigger, I can't provide the corresponding technology."
"I see." Li Longji learned.
"Li Dongzhu also has things that you don't understand?" Zhang Shuo took the opportunity to squeeze a sentence. He also didn't know why.
"Yes, the more you know, the more you find yourself ignorant. When you finally step into the threshold that you have been searching for, you will understand that it is just the beginning. Just like poetry. "
"They talk about the sorrow of autumn, in my opinion …"
"Young people don't know the taste of sorrow, love to climb the stairs. Love to climb the stairs, for the sake of new words to say sorrow. "
"Now that I know the taste of sorrow, I want to say it but stop. I want to say it but stop, I say it's cold autumn. "
Li Yi said these words with infinite emotion.
Then …
Everyone was stunned.
Wei Zhigu, who had been moved from the prime minister position to the minister position, instantly had red eyes.
He murmured, "I say it's cold autumn, it's cold autumn!"
Zhang Shuo looked up at the sky and sighed. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.
Li Chengqi squatted there and looked at the construction site.
Li Longji pursed his lips.
As a seventh-rank official, he didn't want to think about anything.
Empress Wang was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to rub Li Yi's head, "Uncle, say something exciting."
"There will be times when you will ride the wind and break the waves, and sail the clouds and sail the sea." Li Yi said.
"Li Dongzhu, let's not talk about the wind and waves of the sea for now. Let me ask you, when the dam opens, how do you block it?"
When Zheng Guang heard Li Yi's words, he suddenly remembered the task given to him by the minister and hurriedly asked.
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