She could go to court and go to the kitchen.
She could beat cockroaches and fight monks.
Not to mention the standard that Princess Changle brought to the new generation of women, the Mo Journal benefited the most from this wave of "Legend of the White Snake".
"Print more!"
"Print more!"
With the continuous spread of "Legend of the White Snake", the Mo Journal, which had a huge circulation, once again fell into a situation where the supply could not meet the demand.
In this era of extreme lack of entertainment, the more mysterious and bizarre "Legend of the White Snake" caused a sensation that surpassed "The Legend of the Liang Zhu".
For a while, the Mo Journal worked overtime to print. As soon as it was printed, it was pulled by carriages to various places in the Tang dynasty. The Confucian journals, which originally did not have a large market share, were squeezed out even more, so that the sales of the new issue of the Confucian journals were even more dismal. It could not even compare to the number of additional prints of the Mo Journal.
Beside the Qu River, Li Yun held the new issue of the Mo Journal and read it with great interest. These wonderful stories could not be seen in the seclusion of the Xiangfu family.
"Mo Jiazi is really lucky to make Princess Changle have deep feelings for him." Li Yun could not help but sigh.
The old servant beside him nodded in agreement and said, "What a pity! If the son of the Mohist family really achieves enlightenment and enters Buddhism, my Mohist family will be at peace. "
Li Yun could not help but be silent. If it was before, he would definitely agree with this idea. After all, the Xiangfu family thought that Mo Jiazi had betrayed Mo Sheng's ideas and neglected the essentials to pursue the most unorthodox Mo skills of the Mo family. But thinking about it in reverse, even the Buddhists came to fight for Meton and offered him the supreme position, which was also the embodiment of Mo Jiazi's value. If Meton really joined Buddhism, would it really be good for the Mo family?
Besides, although Mo Jiazi had abandoned Mo Sheng's political ideas and focused on developing Mo skills, it was much better than the Dengling family who had been reduced to street performers. Not to mention that the Mo family's Mo skills had once again made the Mo family famous and embarked on the road of revival.
"Maybe Mo Jiazi is on the right path?" This thought had been lingering in Li Yun's mind for a long time. Compared to the secluded Xiangfu Clan, the Mo Village that was full of vitality and changing with each passing day was probably the image of the Mo Family in his mind.
However, he quickly dismissed this thought from his mind. Right now, the most important thing he had to do was to close the bridge in front of him.
As the long steel cable of the Thousand Catty Arm lifted a huge rock and firmly fastened it in the last gap of the arch bridge, the arch bridge built by Li Yun was finally completed.
"Alright!" The old servant looked at the closed bridge and couldn't help but say excitedly, "Young Master, once you complete this bridge, you will definitely become famous."
In his opinion, the arch bridge built by Li Yun not only took an extremely short time, but also with the help of the Mo Family's Thousand Catty Arm, the stone used for the arch bridge was even larger. Its bearing capacity and firmness were also better than that of ordinary arch bridges. This was what the old servant was most proud of.
Li Yun's face couldn't help showing a trace of pride. When he first designed the arch bridge, he knew that the Crooked River Bridge built by Mo Jiazi was originally an arch bridge. It was because of the sudden popularity of the Mo family's four-wheeled carriages, especially the increase in the load capacity of the four-wheeled trucks, that the Crooked River Bridge couldn't bear the burden and accelerated its collapse.
When he designed the arch bridge, he was keenly aware of the problem of the load capacity, so he had already focused on increasing the load capacity of the arch bridge. It could be said that the load capacity of this bridge was enough to surpass all the arch bridges in the world.
However, his gaze followed the river surface and looked at the unique beam bridge that could be vaguely seen in the distance. A trace of worry flashed through his heart. Although he was confident in the arch bridge he designed, he was facing an unknown beam bridge. There was always a lingering dark cloud in his heart.
Beside the Crooked River Bridge.
The eldest senior sister of the Mo family, Wu Meiniang, withdrew her usual domineering aura and shrunk her head like a little quail as she followed behind Meton.
"Congratulations Master. Now that the Crooked River Bridge has finally been completed, the people on both sides of the Crooked River will definitely remember Master's great kindness." Wu Meiniang looked at the Crooked River Bridge that was about to be completed and flattered at the side.
Ever since she listened to her master's wife's arrangement and ruthlessly tricked her master, although she was protected from punishment by her master's wife, she didn't know where her master got some difficult questions from and used the opportunity of teaching her a disciple to make her suffer.
Meton coldly snorted and said, "The Mo family's actions are to display what they have learned, not for the kindness of the people."
"The Mo family is righteous, Master is wise! This disciple admires you. "Wu Meiniang quickly flattered.
Only then did Meton's expression soften. He pointed to younger brother Mo Jiazi who was laying the cement on the bridge and said, "Master will test you again. Do you know why these workers are dividing the cement into blocks?"
Wu Meiniang couldn't help but look bitter. She didn't dare to slack off and quickly stared at the gradually solidifying cement in front of her and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The biggest advantage of cement was that as long as there were enough raw materials, it could be infinitely condensed into a block. However, the cement in front of her was different. It did the opposite. The originally flat cement road on the bridge was divided into blocks with a radius of one zhang using cardboard.
Moreover, according to the Mohist disciples, this was a special order from their master. Many people complained that this was too much work and was not aesthetically pleasing. Not only that, Mohton even ordered the smooth surface of the road to be made rough on purpose.
"This is to increase the friction, to prevent slippage!" Wu Meiniang's heart moved. She had just come into contact with the Mo family's teachings and was most interested in various kinds of machinery. What she learned the most was the Mo family's mechanics, so she naturally knew the reason. However, she couldn't understand the measure of dividing the cement road.
"This disciple is slow-witted, please guide me, Master." Wu Meiniang helplessly lowered her head and asked for guidance after a long time.
Meton couldn't help but reveal a trace of pride. Then, he hid his serious expression and said, "If you really want to understand the principle, you need to learn new knowledge of the Mo family. The Way of Distance, Master will teach you a new lesson."
"The Way of Distance!" Wu Meiniang's face suddenly became serious. Although Meton didn't have many opportunities to teach her personally, she benefited a lot from every lesson.
"Since ancient times, the people of the world have racked their brains to shorten the distance and avoid detours, and the bridge is the most dazzling masterpiece. The width of a river is no more than a hundred feet, and people on both sides of the river can shout through the air. However, if you want to cross the river, you have to go around dozens of miles before you can find a ferry. Even during the summer, when the flood overflows, the ferry is extremely dangerous, and it is common for traffic to be cut off for more than a month. Thus, the bridge was born. "
Wu Meiniang nodded. Recently, she had also been studying all kinds of bridges. Stone arch bridges, girder bridges, single-plank bridges, iron chain bridges … She had dabbled in all kinds of bridges, so she naturally knew the importance of bridges.
"Apart from bridges, there is another way to reduce the distance, and that is speed."
"Speed!" Wu Meiniang looked at Meton in confusion.
"In the past, the carriages took five days to travel from Luoyang to Chang 'an, but now, the carriages of the School of Mo can travel from Chang' an to Luoyang in less than twelve hours. The distance will never change, but the time it takes to travel has been greatly reduced, making the people feel less distant. The secret lies in speed.
From a psychological point of view, the distance between Chang 'an and Luoyang is no longer as great as before. The frequency at which the people of the two cities travel has increased. This is proof. "
Wu Meiniang nodded solemnly.
"In order to study the Way of Distance, time, distance, and of course, the speed of carriages and horses are all indispensable. This will be another major branch of the School of Mo's theory in addition to mechanics, "Meton said with a solemn expression.
"This disciple understands. This disciple will definitely not disappoint Master," Wu Meiniang solemnly promised, a trace of disappointment in her voice.
Meton looked helplessly at Wu Meiniang and said, "Do you think that today's lesson has nothing to do with Master's question?"
Wu Meiniang immediately looked cautiously at Meton and said in a low voice, "This disciple does not dare. It is just that this disciple is stupid and feels regret for not being able to solve the question."
Meton coldly snorted. How could he not know Wu Meiniang's thoughts? If he did not show some of his true ability, he would not be able to intimidate this little girl. He coldly snorted and said, "What Master said just now was only the distance in the macroscopic realm. However, in the microscopic realm, which is invisible to the naked eye, there are still minute changes in distance that cannot be detected. If used properly, it will be of great use. If used improperly, even the bridge built by Wanguan will be unknowingly destroyed."
"Macroscopic, microscopic!" Wu Meiniang's interest was aroused, and she tilted her head to listen attentively.
Merton said, "The Book of Rivers and Canals in the Grand Historian's Records of the Grand Historian's Book of Rivers and Canals," Shu guards the ice, chisels the Li Di, and prevents the harm of the foam and water, and passes through the two rivers in Chengdu. " During the pre-Qin period, the ancestors of the School of Mo assisted the Governor of Shu, Li Bing, in building the Dujiangyan. However, in addition to the rapids of the river, there was another difficult problem, which was to chisel the Li Di. The Li Di was extremely hard, and all the craftsmen in the world were helpless against it. In the face of such a difficult problem, the ancestors of the School of Mo stepped forward and used an extremely simple method to help Li Bing chisel the Li Di. That was the method of burning the water with fire.
"The method of burning the water with fire." Wu Meiniang suddenly became spirited. It could be said that she was most interested in the various secret techniques of the School of Mo.
"Do you know why an extremely hard boulder can be easily chiseled by burning it with fire and pouring water?" Meton asked.
Wu Meiniang thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that the real secret lies in the combination of fire and water?"
"That's right. Later, after many studies, the sages of the School of Mo found that if an object is very hot, it will expand a little. If it is cold, it will shrink a little. The fire makes the boulder extremely hot, and the water makes the temperature drop sharply. Between the cold and the hot, the shape of the boulder has already undergone a subtle change. I call it thermal expansion and cold contraction."
Wu Meiniang suddenly understood. Under the effect of thermal expansion and cold contraction, the interior of the boulder had already been damaged. Naturally, it could be easily chiseled.
"Could it be that Master divided the cement bridge into pieces to prevent it from expanding when it's hot and contracting when it's cold?" Wu Meiniang looked at the pieces of cement under her feet and looked at Moton with admiration.
Meton nodded and said, "That's right. Cement is extremely heat-absorbing. After being hit by the sun in the summer, it will produce a high temperature. Although it is not as intense as the method of burning the water with fire, it will accumulate over time and one day destroy the bridge. Leaving a gap in advance can ensure that the bridge is safe."
"Master is wise!" Wu Meiniang looked back at the process of Meton building the bridge. Only then did she realize that the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction had already been used to the extreme unknowingly.
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