Luckily, Liu Mo appeared in time and helped Ouyang Shuo out of his predicament.
"Marquis!" Liu Mo bowed with a passionate look in his eyes.
Ouyang Shuo smiled when he saw this. He naturally knew why Liu Mo was so passionate. The steam engine news had already spread throughout China. Even a technical geek like Liu Mo knew about it.
Unfortunately, the related technical manuals had not been sent to the 7th research institute.
"Let's go to your headquarters to talk."
Ouyang Shuo got off his horse and walked side by side with Liu Mo.
Due to the territory's industrialization, the 7th research institute had been expanding for the past six months. Now, it had developed into a large-scale research institute with a complete organizational structure and more than a thousand researchers.
The research institute's headquarters had also been expanded several times.
Around the headquarters building, there were five to six large-scale laboratories, including the materials research institute, mechanics research institute, thermal research institute, mechanical research institute, and so on.
The people in charge of the laboratories were all top researchers in the real world.
The 7th research institute had become the territory's technology center and research brain. Any one of them was a professor or a PhD supervisor. There were no less than 20 academicians in the real world.
As soon as he walked into the research institute, Liu Mo started mumbling, "Steam engine, steam engine!"
Ouyang Shuo was speechless at such a technical geek. He directly threw "Steam Engine Manufacturing Technical Manual" and "Weaving Technical Manual" to Liu Mo. "Take a look!"
Liu Mo looked like he had found a treasure. He immediately flipped through the books and ignored Ouyang Shuo. Luckily, his assistant was smart and quickly poured a cup of hot tea for Marquis.
"Why is there a loom?" Liu Mo suddenly spoke. There was a hint of disdain in his tone.
Liu Mo was an expert in thermal weapons. He was interested in the steam engine because it could promote the development of the steel industry. At the same time, it could speed up the design of mechanical manufacturing and thus promote the research of thermal weapons.
"As for the loom, what is that? It's an old antique. It's useless. "
Ouyang Shuo had an expression as if he knew this would happen. He said solemnly, "Let me tell you, the importance your research institute places on the loom is the same as the steam engine. You can't shirk your responsibilities."
For a technical geek, the loom was not attractive.
But from Ouyang Shuo's point of view, the loom was an endless source of profit.
"Alright!" Liu Mo replied reluctantly.
A technical geek's time was very precious. It would be harder to distract him than to ascend to the heavens.
Seeing this, Ouyang Shuo clenched his teeth and said, "How about this? When you can mass-produce the loom, I'll give you another 500,000 gold coins as industrial funds. How about it?"
"Really?" Liu Mo jumped up when he heard this.
"A monarch does not go back on his words!"
"Alright. Two months, at most two months, there will definitely be results. "Liu Mo made a military pledge.
Ouyang Shuo nodded. He stood up and walked to the courtyard outside the main hall. Bang! Bang! Bang! " He took out several large items from his storage pouch, including a steam engine, a loom, and two Spanish cannons.
Fortunately, Ouyang Shuo's storage pouch was big enough. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to bring these things back.
"Is this a sample of a steam engine?" Liu Mo followed him out, his eyes shining.
"Not bad. There's also that, "Ouyang Shuo pointed at the cannon," That's a Spanish cannon. It should be able to inspire you in developing a new type of cannon. "
Hearing this, Liu Mo stepped forward and carefully observed the Spanish cannon.
Then, Ouyang Shuo saw Liu Mo continuously taking out tools from his storage pouch. There was a ruler, a magnifying glass, a hammer, a charcoal pen, a notebook, and so on. There were even some tools that Ouyang Shuo didn't recognize.
It seemed like Liu Mo's storage pouch was the real treasure pouch.
Then, Ouyang Shuo saw Liu Mo calling for people to bring large cutting tools. From the looks of it, this geek was going to dismantle the Spanish cannon on the spot.
"Wait, wait."
Ouyang Shuo stopped Liu Mo and took out another thick book, "Take a look at this."
Liu Mo took it and looked at it, "What's this? 'Atlantis Mimic Aircraft Manufacturing Technical Manual', the legendary technological achievement of the Atlantis civilization? "
"Take a look at it and see if you have the confidence to manufacture it." Ouyang Shuo nodded.
With just one look, Liu Mo was puzzled.
In comparison, the Spanish cannon could no longer attract Liu Mo's attention. It had to be said that Ouyang Shuo brought one surprise after another today.
"This is a bit difficult!"
After a while, Liu Mo sighed, but his eyes were burning.
The greater the challenge, the more exciting it was for a geek.
"You guys take your time to study it." Ouyang Shuo saw that the sky was getting dark and took out the last item. It was an exquisite wooden box. He passed it to Liu Mo and was ready to leave.
"What kind of technology is this?" Liu Mo was curious.
Ouyang Shuo sighed, "It's not a technology. It's a gift for uncle and auntie."
He had heard that Liu Mo was too engrossed in his research and had "relapsed" after entering the 7th Research Institute. Just like in real life, he immersed himself in research and did not care about his family.
According to Song Jia, this sworn brother of his had not returned home for two months and had been staying in the research institute.
Liu Mo's body stiffened as he held the wooden box.
Ouyang Shuo did not say anything and patted his shoulder, "Research is important, but if you have time, take some time to accompany your parents. They miss you a lot."
With that, Ouyang Shuo left.
Liu Mo was left alone, holding the wooden box and standing in the middle of the courtyard.
August 22nd, Shanhai City, Everlasting Palace.
Ouyang Shuo woke up early. After his morning exercise, Song Jia had also woken up and prepared hot water for him to bathe. After bathing, Song Jia took out a royal robe and prepared to help Ouyang Shuo change.
"No, bring me the armor." Ouyang Shuo shook his head.
"Today is your first court session. Are you wearing armor?" Song Jia was puzzled.
"That's right!"
Ouyang Shuo had to send a signal to the outside world that Shanhai City was governed by martial arts.
Two or three days after his return, Ouyang Shuo's promotion to Duke seemed to have been rewarded by the imperial court. Everything else remained the same. Even the title of vassal remained the same.
Of course, that was not the case.
Compared to a Marquis, a Duke was a level higher. It was equivalent to another qualitative change.
During the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period, even the monarch of a country might not necessarily be a Duke. Especially during the Spring and Autumn Period, people like Duke Huan of Qi, Duke Xiang of Song, Duke Wen of Jin, and Duke Mu of Qin were all known as Duke.
Of course, the word in the middle was their posthumous title.
Their real titles were Duke Qi, Duke Song, Duke Jin, and Duke Qin.
It was not until the end of the Spring and Autumn Period that the experts among the feudal lords began to call themselves kings. For example, King Zhuang of Chu. During the end of the Warring States Period, Qin and Qi were known as the Eastern and Western Emperors.
At that time, the Zhou Royal Family only existed in name.
In China, there was a lot of knowledge about how to address the monarch.
It was precisely because of this that it needed to be changed on a grand occasion.
According to the ancient custom, after Ouyang Shuo was promoted to Duke, the title of his vassal would be changed to "Lord". When Shanhai City was founded, Ouyang Shuo's title of king would be changed to "King".
As for "Emperor" and "Monarch", they were titles that only the imperial and imperial dynasties of a higher level could use.
Everything had its own rules.
At the same time, the previous political and military meetings were changed to "Imperial Court Meetings".
Therefore, today was the first Imperial Court Meetings in the history of Shanhai City. It was of great significance.
On such a day, Ouyang Shuo's every word and action would be interpreted by his vassal and released a signal. Ouyang Shuo gave up his imperial robe and changed into a military uniform.
…
At eight o 'clock in the morning, the officials were already waiting in the main hall.
Previously, when discussing politics, big shots like the Director of the General Administration had seats in the main hall. They could sit cross-legged and there was a table in front of them with tea and fruit plates on it.
Now, apart from the high and mighty monarch's seat, the rest of the seats in the main hall were empty. The officials of the Department of Culture had taken advantage of these two days to decorate the main hall according to the new etiquette.
During the Imperial Court Meetings, other than Ouyang Shuo, all the other officials had to stand.
This was the majesty of the "Monarch". Even Ouyang Shuo couldn't do anything about it and had to follow the etiquette. Fortunately, this kind of Imperial Court Meetings was not held every day.
According to the rules, the Imperial Court Meetings were held twice a month.
Usually, Ouyang Shuo handled government affairs in the imperial study, so the officials naturally didn't have to stand all the time.
At this moment, Secretary Lang Bai Nanpu announced, "The Monarch has arrived!"
Ouyang Shuo was dressed in military uniform with the Scarlet Night Sword at his waist and the Emperor's Seal in his hand. He slowly walked into the main hall from behind the screen and stood in front of the table with a solemn and respectful expression.
"Greetings, Monarch!"
In an instant, hundreds of officials in the main hall bowed in unison. What they performed was the most authentic etiquette of a monarch and his vassal.
Given Ouyang Shuo's philosophy, he naturally couldn't stand the kneeling etiquette of the Yuan, Ming, and Qing Dynasties.
The ancients believed that only statues of gods could kneel, and not even emperors were qualified. Moreover, the ancient emperors valued benevolence and love for their people, so they couldn't tolerate the theory of kneeling.
Especially in the Qing Dynasty, treating officials as slaves was even more trampling on their dignity.
As a modern person, Ouyang Shuo couldn't accept it. Making Xiao He, Fan Li, and the other officials kneel was simply an insult to their dignity.
Emperor Qin, Emperor Wu, and the Tang Sect's Ancestor Song did not like it.
"Everyone, please rise!"
Ouyang Shuo's voice was steady. Because the country hadn't been established yet, his words were taboo.
"Thank you, Monarch!"
The officials stood up and saw the Marquis in military uniform. Their eyes narrowed.
Du Ruhui, Huo Qubing, and the other military officials were naturally excited. Xiao He and the other civil officials felt their hearts tremble slightly.
The Marquis's action was extraordinary!
Fortunately, strictly speaking, Xiao He, Fan Li, and Wei Yang were not purely civil officials. They were all experts in both literature and martial arts, and the Confucian scholars of the later generations couldn't compare.
Moreover, this was the wilderness, a chaotic world comparable to the Warring States Period.
It was basically unrealistic for civil officials to rule the country.
Ouyang Shuo sat in the seat of honor and gazed into the distance. He said, "Today's court meeting will first discuss a matter."
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