"Solar eclipses happen in a regular pattern?" Li Shimin's face suddenly turned ugly. For ordinary people, the Heavenly Dog eating the sun was enough to beat the gongs and drums for a while. However, for the Emperor, it was not the same. The Heavenly Dog eating the sun was believed to be the Emperor angering the heavens in some way. That was why the heavens were angry and sent down the punishment.
"Your Majesty, please take a look!" Pande handed Li Shimin a piece of paper that had already been printed. On the paper were all the historical records of solar eclipses since the Han Dynasty.
"So every hundred years, the number of solar eclipses in China is the same?" Li Shimin looked at the series of numbers with an ugly expression. If this was the case, then the solar eclipse was probably the biggest lie in the world.
"Not every hundred years, but every fifty-three years." Pande looked at the solar eclipse schedule that Meton had arranged and said bitterly.
"I'm afraid this is the truth behind the solar eclipse!"
Li Shimin took a deep breath. Looking at the solar eclipse cycle, his heart was filled with mixed feelings. If this was the case, then wouldn't the emperors of each dynasty be greatly wronged? They actually had some groundless crimes to reflect on.
At the same time …
In the Mo Jiazi exhibition, the younger brothers of Mo Jiazi distributed the solar eclipse schedule to the audience.
"How is this possible?" Everyone looked at Meton's summary of the number of solar eclipses in each period and said in disbelief.
"Whether this is true or false, everyone can go back and check the history books. This Mo naturally wouldn't lie about this," Meton said proudly.
Looking at the time that Moton had recorded the solar eclipse, and which history book he had come from, everyone immediately felt reassured. What Moton had said was probably the truth.
The so-called Solar Eclipse was not a warning from the heavens, but a unique astronomical phenomenon. Even the saying of the Solar Eclipse was wrong.
Quan Wanji looked at the solar eclipse schedule in his hand and sat there dejectedly. He had counted from the beginning to the end many times, and the more he counted, the paler his face became. No matter how stubborn he was, he couldn't help but admit that the solar eclipse was not valid in the face of Meton's strong evidence.
'Revenge! This must be Mo Jiazi's revenge!' Quan Wanji said hatefully in his heart.
The entire Chang 'an City knew that the son of the Mo Clan was like a catfish. He had a sharp tongue and seemed harmless usually. However, if he were to be provoked, he would bite back and cause great pain. The Wang Clan of Taiyuan and the Wei Clan were examples. This time around, it was the Confucian School's turn. They had directly struck the lifeline of the son of the Mo Clan, who had Heaven's Perception.
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"This kid!" Li Shimin was shocked, but he also felt a little comforted.
"Actually, it's not just the solar eclipse. It's the same for the lunar eclipse. If you study these periods in depth, you'll be able to deduce that the solar eclipse closest to the Tang dynasty will be on the first day of the fifth lunar month, three months from now," Meton said confidently.
This time around, the entire place was silent. No one retorted.
"To think that the Mo Clan's Mo Technique is so terrifying," everyone exclaimed.
"This isn't Mo Technique. It's arithmetic!" On the viewing platform, in a VIP seat, Shen Hongcai looked at the solar eclipse schedule in his hand and revealed an excited expression. In just a short while, he had deduced the exact same answer as Meton. If he was given more time, he would be able to continue deducing. It wouldn't be a problem for him to predict a second or third solar eclipse.
"In this world, anything can be deceived, but arithmetic is the only thing that can't be learned!" Li Shimin couldn't help but think of Meton's famous words. Who would have thought that all the answers would be hidden in these cold numbers?
"Arithmetic!"
Quan Wanji felt that it was difficult to breathe. He knew that the Confucians had made a serious mistake. They had neglected an incredible subject — arithmetic. During the Pre-Qin Dynasty, the Confucians required their students to master six basic talents: etiquette, music, archery, imperial calligraphy, and mathematics.
Mathematics was one of them. Nowadays, the Confucians had focused all their efforts on studying etiquette and had abandoned all other subjects. Now, they had finally suffered the consequences of their own actions.
The ordinary people also suddenly understood. When it came to arithmetic, Mo Jiazi was the world's number one master. Moreover, he was also a master of many schools. Perhaps only Mo Jiazi could discover the secret of the solar eclipse!
"Everyone, let's see if I'm telling the truth on the first day of the fifth lunar month," Meton said loudly to the crowd.
"Good!"
"It's a deal!"
The crowd responded in unison.
To ordinary people, they naturally couldn't understand the schedule of the solar eclipse. To truly verify Mo Jiazi's words, they would have to wait until the first day of the fifth lunar month. In any case, it was only three months away.
Meton waited for the crowd to calm down a little before waving his hand. A disciple of Mo Jiazi's carrying a large tray covered with a red cloth appeared in front of the crowd.
Meton stretched out his hand, and the red cloth fell to the ground. Numerous gold ingots shone under the sunlight, emitting a strange light.
"Gold ingots again!"
"Could it be that Mo Jiazi wants to buy some secret technique again?"
Many of the people present had participated in the Western Regions Conference, and they immediately knew that Mo Jiazi's prodigal disease was acting up again.
"Wastrel!"
Quan Wanji said hatefully as he watched Meton spend money like it was gold.
"On this day last year, I promised that if someone could refine oxygen, the Mo Family would reward them with ten thousand strings of money. I wonder if any expert has succeeded. "
At this moment, everyone suddenly remembered this matter. Not long after the Mo Skill Exhibition ended, there was a person who had falsely claimed the item and was seen through by Mo Dun. After that, there was no more news. Everyone thought that this matter was just a joke, and they laughed it off.
However, when they saw Meton directly bring out so much gold, they realized that Meton wasn't joking at all. He really intended to pay ten thousand strings of money for a single ink technique.
Everyone couldn't help but look around. If someone could really refine oxygen, wouldn't they have become rich overnight? Many people were vexed. If they had known that Mo Jiazi was so straightforward, they definitely wouldn't have let go of this opportunity to make a fortune.
"Knowledge is power. A single person can move a cauldron of a thousand catties. Knowledge is wealth. A single ink technique is worth ten thousand strings of money. If you want to prove whether it's oxygen or not, it's very simple. All you need to do is reignite a spark, and this ten thousand strings of money will be yours." Meton looked around and said with a bewitching voice.
Everyone's breathing immediately became heavy.
Buying horse bones with a thousand gold coins! Quan Wanji was aware of Mo Jiazi's intentions, but he couldn't do anything about it. Mo Jiazi was using an overt scheme to lure Quan Wanji with huge benefits. Given enough time, Mo Jiazi would certainly welcome an explosive development.
Li Shimin's mouth couldn't help but twitch as he looked at the infatuated commoners. Mo Jiazi's method was to eat all the food in the world. This method of throwing money was simply a tried and tested method.
However, even after a long time, the crowd was still silent.
"It seems that this ten thousand strings of money won't be given out this year." Meton was disappointed and said regretfully.
Everyone felt their hearts ache. It was as if they had lost ten thousand strings of money.
"However, everyone, don't be disappointed. The Mo Family's promise will always be valid. As long as someone can produce oxygen in the future, the Mo Family will pay ten thousand strings of money on the spot. We will never go back on our word." Meton said loudly.
"Good!"
Everyone immediately cheered.
"In addition to oxygen, there will also be a problem worth ten thousand strings of money this year," Meton said loudly.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Meton as they listened attentively.
"That is why water can be produced from a pressurized well." After Meton finished speaking, the crowd immediately went into an uproar.
"Isn't pressurized water produced from pressurized wells?"
"If it were so simple, how could it be worth ten thousand strings of money?!"
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In an instant, the crowd was in an uproar as they discussed spiritedly.
Meton smiled slightly and didn't argue. Instead, he bowed slightly and thanked the crowd.
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