"Wow!"
The crowd was in an uproar. No one had expected that the school of mathematics would be able to calculate the exact time of a year with a quarter of a day left in a year. However, no one thought that the school of mathematics had made a mistake because it was just as Mo Jiazi had said, mathematics would not lie.
"Why can't the Tang dynasty's calendar be calculated?" Li Shimin frowned.
Li Chunfeng bowed and said, "I have advised Your Majesty that the Wuyin Yuan Calendar used by the Tang dynasty is not accurate. I have secretly calculated the future calendar and found that there are four months in a row, which is very different from the past. It is obvious that the Tang dynasty's calendar is wrong. I beg you to revise the Tang dynasty's calendar."
At this point, Li Chunfeng had finally revealed his intention to revise the Tang dynasty's calendar.
"There is such a thing!" Li Shimin was shocked.
Meton continued, "The School of Mohism has also noticed this. The current Tang dynasty's calendar can be called a lunisolar calendar. It is based on the changes of the moon and the four seasons. Its main purpose is for agriculture. However, the cycle of the moon and the cycle of the sun are different, which is the source of the contradiction. I think that not only should we revise the lunisolar calendar, we should also revise a calendar that can be used for ten thousand years without error to make up for the lack of the Tang dynasty's calendar."
Li Chunfeng nodded slightly. It was a good idea. However, he suddenly thought of a problem and asked, "The cycle of the sun is 365 and a quarter days. How do we calculate a quarter of a day?"
Meton smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that? Since the lunisolar calendar can be a leap month, the calendar can also be a leap year. We can just add a leap day every four years. "
"Since it is a leap every four years, it would be best if this leap year could be divided by four. That would be the best." Zu Mingjun advised. As a student of mathematics, he had a stubborn pursuit of division.
"Great!" Li Chunfeng bowed and said.
Taoism, Mohism, and mathematics had reached an agreement to revise the calendar in the blink of an eye. Once it was done, it would be a great achievement. The Confucian school could only watch from the sidelines.
Ma Jiayun said unhappily, "In the end, Mo Jiu still hasn't been able to prove that a jinx isn't a jinx."
Looking at the relentless pursuit of the scholarly faction, Meton sighed and said, "I was just trying to save some face for the scholarly faction. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite. Brother Zu …"
The faces of the civil officials immediately darkened as they had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Zu Mingjun helplessly lowered his head to calculate again. Soon, he raised his head again and said, "Your Majesty, the Minister of Foreign Affairs has calculated that the Jinx will appear every seventy-six solar years and one month. In other words, it will appear every twenty-seven thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine days."
This time, Zu Mingjun even took into account the extra day of leap years. Finally, he was able to accurately calculate the cycle of the Jinx.
The faces of Ma Jiayun and the others instantly turned pale with disbelief. They could not believe that the Jinx that they had always believed in would appear periodically. It was not related to the rise and fall of a dynasty or the country's major affairs. Heaven's Perception was wrong. This made the scholarly faction feel a little terrified. At this point, they had already lost all records related to Heaven's Perception.
Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling's expressions were uncertain. They might not believe in Heaven's Perception, but it was their only bargaining chip to restrain the Emperor. This time, not only the scholarly faction, but even the imperial court had lost their greatest weapon to restrain the Emperor.
"Impossible? A Jinx is a jinx. This is recorded in the history books in black and white. " Yan Shigu mumbled to himself. He could not believe that the history books that he had always believed in were wrong.
"History books, history books are just little girls that people can dress up. After the Spring and Autumn Period, the historians of the past had already lost the vigor of 'Cui Zhu killing the Emperor'. " Meton retorted. Since the Shi Clan stood on the side of the Confucian school and hit the Mohist school while they were down, Meton would naturally not show them any mercy.
"Cui Zhu killing the Emperor!" Yan Shigu could not help but feel a pain in his heart. How could he not know where this proud historian's vigor came from? It was said that Cui Zhu, a powerful minister of the State of Qi, had killed Duke Zhuanggong of the State of Qi. The State of Qi's Grand Scribe had recorded this matter, "Cui Zhu killing the Emperor."
When Cui Zhu heard this, he was enraged and killed the Grand Scribe. The Grand Scribe's younger brother, Grand Scribe Zhong, continued to write, "Cui Zhu killing the Emperor", and Cui Zhu killed him. After that, the Grand Scribe's other younger brother, Grand Scribe Uncle, also recorded that they were all killed by Cui Zhu. The Grand Scribe had a third younger brother, Grand Scribe Ji. Cui Zhu said to him, "All three of your brothers are dead. Aren't you afraid of death? You'd better follow my instructions and write that Duke Zhuanggong's death was due to a sudden illness. "
Grand Scribe Ji replied, "It is the duty of a historian to report the truth. If you fail in your duty, you might as well die. What you have done will be known by everyone sooner or later. Even if I don't write it, I won't be able to cover up your crimes. Instead, you will become a laughing stock. " Thus, he continued to write, "Cui Zhu killing the Emperor."
Cui Zhu had nothing to say and could only let him go. When Grand Scribe Ji walked out, he saw Nanshi coming over with a scroll. Nanshi thought that he had been killed as well and wanted to continue to write the truth.
Cui Zhu killing the Emperor became the pride of the aristocratic families. However, the history books of the later generations were more dependent on the Emperor. They had long lost the pride of the Grand Scribe of the past. Meton's scolding was not wrong at all.
"I understand!" Yan Shigu lowered his head and said.
Li Shimin's face couldn't help but darken. If the aristocratic families wrote the truth in the history books, then he probably wouldn't be able to escape death.
When Meton saw that the Grand Scribe had lowered his head, he changed the topic and said to the Confucians, "Everyone has only seen the history books of China. I'm afraid that you haven't studied the history books of other countries! The history books of India collected by the School of Mohism, the history books of the Pyramid Kingdom, and even the history books of the Far West all have records of the Jinx. The world is so big, and the Tang dynasty only occupies a small part of it. Just the appearance of the Jinx is a warning to the Tang dynasty. Isn't that a bit too arrogant? "
"Arrogant!"
The officials couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They didn't know when the great Celestial Empire had become arrogant.
"Meton, don't be rude!" Li Shimin hurriedly scolded. If Meton continued to ridicule them like this, the entire Imperial Court would be too ashamed to show their faces.
Meton said with grief and indignation, "This subject isn't being rude. This subject is just lamenting. This subject is afraid of the Jinx, but the Jinx didn't harm me in the slightest. This subject isn't afraid of people, but the Jinx left me with cuts and bruises all over my body!"
The officials immediately fell silent. This warning from the heavens had nothing to do with the School of Mohism, but the Confucians had forcefully targeted Mo Jiazi. If not for Mo Jiazi turning the tide, they probably wouldn't have been able to wash away the accusation of the Jinx.
"This subject was deceived by the history books and misunderstood Mo Jiu. Your Majesty, please forgive us!" Ma Jiayun and the others hurriedly apologized.
"Killing with words, how can a sentence of forgiveness be enough? What does the Ministry of Justice have to do with this?" Meton looked up at the pillars of Taiji Palace and said indifferently.
Li Shimin immediately understood that Ma Jiayun and the other two had gone too far this time. Meton was truly angry.
He looked at Xu Jingzong and thought about all the flattery Xu Jingzong had given him. He couldn't bear it and turned to Yu Zhining. Yu Zhining was an important official of the Imperial Court, an important official of the Eastern Palace. In the end, he turned his gaze to Ma Jiayun. Ma Jiayun's actions were the most radical and had repeatedly attacked Meton, so he was the most suitable candidate.
Li Shimin waved his hand and said, "As the Chancellor of the Imperial College, Ma Jiayun has repeatedly spoken rudely and believed in superstitions. From this, it can be seen that he is lacking in knowledge. I hereby remove him from the position of Chancellor of the Imperial College as a warning to others."
Ma Jiayun trembled and lowered his head. "This subject accepts the punishment!"
He had worked so hard to obtain the position of Chancellor of the Imperial College, but in just a few months, it had flown away. It could be said that he had shot himself in the foot.
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