Within the Mo clan's experimental fields, the son of the Mo clan, who had forsaken righteousness for the sake of lust, was indeed walking together with Princess Changle.
The two of them were playing an ancient game on a small path in the experimental field — kite flying!
It was currently spring, and the wheat sprouts in the experimental field had not yet grown tall. It was the best season to fly kites.
Meton held a swallow-shaped kite in his hand and suddenly ran in front. With the help of the wind, the kite with a long tail quickly soared into the sky.
"It's flying! It's flying! " Changle, who had been in the palace for a long time, did not have the opportunity to fly a kite. Seeing the kite fly, she could not help but cheer.
"I want to play too …" Princess Jinyang raised her hands in anticipation.
Meton handed the kite in his hand to Princess Jinyang, then instructed Princess Changle to fly the kite herself. The two of them stood together, and Meton would occasionally say a few witty words, making Princess Changle laugh incessantly.
Meton could not help but sigh. If Princess Jinyang had not been a third wheel, how good would it have been for him and Princess Changle on a date?
"Is this Mo Jiazi's way of being a saint?"
Suddenly, a dignified voice sounded behind the two of them.
Meton and Princess Changle could not help but jump in fright. They hurriedly turned around and saw Li Shimin glaring at the two of them in displeasure. Behind him, Li Chengqian and his two brothers were cowering like quails, and the kite in their hands had long fallen to the ground.
"Imperial Father!"
Princess Changle saw Li Shimin beside her and immediately became embarrassed. She looked like she did not know what to do, but did not let go of the kite string in her hand.
Meton gritted his teeth and stepped in front of Princess Changle. He bowed and said, "This is the Minister's fault. Changle has been bored in the palace for a long time. It just so happens that today is the Mo Arts Exhibition. The Minister wanted to invite Changle out of the palace to relax."
Changle could not help feeling warm in her heart when she heard that. She hurriedly apologized and said, "This child is playful. Father, please punish."
Li Shimin looked at the two of them begging for forgiveness. He couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness. A grown girl couldn't be kept at home! He always knew that Meton and Princess Changle were flirting with each other, but he couldn't catch them. Now that he finally caught them in the act, the two of them were about to get married in half a month, what else could he say?
Li Shimin's expression was bleak as he said, "Alright, since you've come out today, then accompany me for a walk. I'm afraid I'll have less and less time to accompany Imperial Father in the future."
"Imperial Father! Look at what you're saying. This child will always be your daughter! "Princess Changle said gently.
"Imperial Father, you still have a concubine!" Princess Jinyang was like a considerate little cotton-padded jacket as she stepped forward and hugged Li Shimin's thigh.
The father and daughter trio chatted for a while before Li Shimin's expression slowly turned to joy. Li Chengqian and the others couldn't help but heave a heavy sigh of relief. They had finally escaped this time.
"After you return, the three of you will write an article about the common people's daily needs and hand it to me!" Without waiting for the three brothers to relax for a moment, Li Shimin's light words instantly made the three's faces turn bitter.
Li Zhi even scolded Meton with an exaggerated expression. If it weren't for Mo Jiazi inviting Older Sister Changle over to play, they would have returned to the palace after watching the exhibition. How would they have been caught by Li Shimin?
He himself didn't like to write articles. This time, he would probably have to rack his brains and expend a lot of brainpower.
Li Chengqian and Li Tai weren't as simple as Li Zhi. When they heard this, they couldn't help but be moved. Since Li Shimin wanted them to write an article about the common people's daily needs, didn't that mean that Li Shimin also agreed with Meton's theory? The two couldn't help but cast their gazes towards Meton.
"And you!" Li Shimin turned his head and stared at Meton with bad intentions.
Meton's courage was boosted as he said proudly, "I await Your Majesty's orders."
"Since you proposed that the common people's daily needs should be the common people's daily needs, I will let you use this concept to create something beneficial to the common people. Moreover, you will create it using the atmospheric pressure principle that you spent ten thousand coins to decipher today." Li Shimin sneered.
What he criticized the most about Meton was his prodigal behavior. Today, Meton spent ten thousand coins for an unknown atmospheric pressure. This made Li Shimin even more displeased. Now that he saw Meton side with his obedient daughter, Changle, he found Meton even more displeasing to the eye. He couldn't help but think of making things difficult for Meton.
"Ah!" Meton was instantly dumbfounded. The value of a pressure well wasn't enough? Li Shimin actually wanted him to create another one.
Looking at Meton's troubled expression, Li Chengqian and the other two immediately felt great in their hearts. The resentment from writing the article was instantly swept away.
Suddenly, Meton looked at the kite string in Changle's hand. On the other end of the string, a kite was still spreading its wings in the wind. Meton suddenly had an idea and said, "Wind! Yes, wind. The Minister believes that the wind we commonly see is caused by atmospheric pressure. "
"Wind?" Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Naturally, everyone knew about wind, but no one knew how it was formed.
"Wind is caused by atmospheric pressure. What do you mean?" Li Shimin was greatly interested. All along, everyone could feel the wind, but they didn't have the slightest understanding of it. It wasn't until Meton brought up the concept of oxygen and air that everyone understood that it wasn't that there was nothing around them, but that they were surrounded by air.
Meton stretched out his arms and the strong wind blew Meton's clothes. He said proudly, "Since air has weight, then there will be pressure. Wind is like flowing water. There must be a force that pushes the flow of air. This force must be atmospheric pressure."
Everyone couldn't help but ponder. Meton used flowing water as an example to describe wind. It could be said that it was extremely appropriate. Using the principle of flowing water, they instantly understood the origin of wind. Moreover, water could carry boats, wind could blow kites, and hot-air balloons. It was the same principle.
"So this is wind!" Li Shimin sighed. He couldn't help but feel enlightened.
Li Tai's eyes suddenly lit up. Although atmospheric pressure was the knowledge of the School of Mohism, wind was a natural phenomenon of heaven and earth. Naturally, it could be recorded in the "Record of Embracing Earth". In this way, after his "Record of Embracing Earth" solved the problem of clouds, it actually solved the problem of wind. This was simply an unexpected surprise.
"So that's how it is!" Li Chengqian also suddenly understood. He couldn't help but look at Meton with a strange gaze. Sure enough, as Meton said, the School of Mohism studied the phenomena hidden between heaven and earth.
"Even if what you said is correct, this emperor's request is for you to create something that is beneficial to the people of the world. You have solved the problem of wind, so what use is it to the world?" Li Shimin didn't want to let Meton off so easily.
"Of course it's useful. In the future, if we can measure the wind speed and direction according to the atmospheric pressure and direction of the wind, we can prevent coastal storms in advance and protect the safety of fishermen when they go out to sea. We can even use it to predict the direction of the clouds and the weather in the next few days." Meton didn't want to be outdone.
Li Shimin couldn't help but breathe faster. He couldn't wait to ask, "Can the School of Mohism create it?"
Meton's momentum suddenly weakened. He shook his head and said, "Of course it's impossible at present. I'm afraid the application of atmospheric pressure will be like Mosheng's optics. Without a thousand years of development, it's impossible to achieve with the help of specific tools. However, once optics meets glass, it will play an incredible role."
Everyone sighed in disappointment. A thousand years was too long. They probably wouldn't be able to see it.
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