"This is a new type of reinforced concrete bridge. I naturally have to consider all aspects. If all our previous efforts are wasted because of a small mistake, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the School of Mohism?" Meton said seriously.
The reinforced concrete girder bridge was the first bridge in history, and Moton naturally wanted to make it perfect. Furthermore, as the load capacity of the four-wheeled carriages increased, the importance of the girder bridge would increase as well. The benefits to the Moton Family of building the girder bridge in advance were self-evident.
"It's a pity that Master's knowledge is so broad and profound, but there are still people who don't agree with Master." Wu Meiniang looked at the shadow of the arch bridge in the distance and pouted, as if she felt that Meton was unworthy.
Meton laughed and said nonchalantly, "The Way of Distance is really broad and profound. Not only can it be applied to the Mohism Technique, I believe that the Way of Distance also needs to be applied between people and the various schools of thought."
"Can it be applied between people and the various schools of thought?" Wu Meiniang widened her eyes and asked in puzzlement.
Merton said, "In the Mohist Secret Writings, there was an interesting story that Mosheng discovered. You might understand after listening to it."
"Mohist Secret Writings?" Wu Meiniang suddenly became excited. This was the School of Mohism's top secret and had always been in Master's possession. Every story was extremely philosophical and even hid the School of Mohism's secret techniques. She had long been itching to read it. Unfortunately, she had already read all the books in the study but still did not see any trace of Mohist Secret Writings. No one would have thought that Meton would actually tell her about Mohist Secret Writings here.
"Mohist Secret Writings traveled to the Kingdom of Zhao and stayed in a hunter's house. The hunter was good at hunting and caught a dozen hedgehogs at one time. However, there was a sudden snowfall that night and these hedgehogs were shivering from the cold. In order to keep warm, they had to stick close to each other. After they stuck close to each other, they could not stand the long thorns on each other's body and quickly separated. However, the weather was really too cold and they stuck close to each other to keep warm. However, the pain when they stuck close to each other forced them to separate again. If they were too close, they would feel pain; if they were too far away, they would feel uncomfortable from the cold. "Meton sighed.
"Ah! What should we do? "Wu Meiniang was still a little girl after all. When she heard that the hedgehog was suffering, she couldn't help but worry.
Meton continued, "Just like that, they separated and gathered again, gathered and separated again, constantly struggling between the cold and the sting. In the end, the hedgehogs finally found a suitable distance where they could keep each other warm without getting stabbed by each other. That's why I was able to get through the long night. "
"These hedgehogs are really smart!" Wu Meiniang said happily.
"Mosheng observed this scene and could not help but sigh, 'Close will hurt others, far will hurt oneself. One is far and one is close, the Dao of distance between people.'"
"The distance between people." Wu Meiniang looked at the arched bridge in the distance and suddenly thought of something.
Meton nodded and said, "It's not just people, it's the same for the Hundred Schools of Thought. Every one of us from the Hundred Schools of Thought insists on our own theories, just like hedgehogs. If two schools are too close, they will definitely fight and hurt each other. And no matter which school of thought it is, it's difficult to stand alone. It needs the Hundred Schools of Thought to unite in order to explore the endless sea of knowledge."
"Master, your disciple understands." Wu Meiniang understood. The School of Mo and the Hundred Schools of Thought hurt each other like hedgehogs and couldn't live without each other. However, the same was true for the three branches of the School of Mo. Perhaps it was right to maintain a distance like this.
Meton looked at the thoughtful Wu Meiniang and said with a sly smile, "Since I've already taught you the School of Mo's theory of distance, I'll give you a task."
"Ah!" Wu Meiniang's face suddenly turned bitter. She didn't expect her master to set such a big trap for her in the end.
"What, you're not willing?" Meton snorted coldly. Although he had given her tasks in the past, Wu Meiniang had taken advantage of many opportunities with the help of Princess Changle. This time, no one would be able to help her.
"Master, please instruct me. Your disciple will not hesitate even if I have to go through water and tread on fire." Wu Meiniang looked like she was willing to accept any punishment.
Meton nodded with satisfaction and picked up a three-foot long wooden ruler that Mo Jiazi used. "A ruler is the most accurate measurement of distance. Every Mo Jiazi uses a ruler at all times."
Wu Meiniang nodded solemnly.
"I want you to make a ruler. It has to be accurate to the centimeter and can measure at least one zhang long." Meton requested.
In this era, the measurement units were: one zhang ten inches. One inch was ten fen, one fen was ten centimeters, and one centimeter was ten centimeters. He found that the rulers of this era were too simple and crude. Although they were accurate, they were not precise enough. Most of them were accurate to the fen. One fen was equivalent to three centimeters in the modern era. When making a ruler, they had to rely on the skills of skilled craftsmen to ensure accuracy. If they could make a ruler as accurate as possible, he believed that Mo Jiazi would become much more convenient and more skilled craftsmen would appear.
"Master, don't worry. Your disciple will definitely be able to complete it." Wu Meiniang said excitedly. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel suspicious. The homework this time was too simple!
As expected, Meton frowned and said seriously, "I feel that this ruler is too long. It's not convenient to carry around."
Wu Meiniang nodded in agreement. She was also very dissatisfied with the ruler she usually used. It always got in the way.
"If even this three inch ruler is so troublesome, then if you make a one zhang long ruler and let Brother Mo Jiazi carry it every day, then wouldn't the Mo family become the laughing stock of the Hundred Schools?" Meton asked.
"Ah!" Wu Meiniang was stunned. Only now did she realize this problem. Her excitement from before had long disappeared.
"That's why I want this one zhang long ruler to be easy to use and can also be carried with one hand. This is your real homework! "Meton said seriously.
"How is this possible?" Wu Meiniang almost jumped up in anxiety. It was clearly a one zhang long ruler, but it needed to be carried with one hand. No matter how she looked at it, it was impossible.
Meton immediately showed a proud smile and said, "This is a good thing that will benefit Brother Mo Jiazi. As the eldest senior sister of the Mo family, don't you feel that you have the responsibility to do this well?"
"But Master also said that distance cannot be changed. How can a one zhang long ruler be made to be only the size of a palm?" Wu Meiniang said anxiously.
"Then you'll have to use your brain. Don't worry. This time, you and I will make it together like how we made a mirror. How about we compete?" Meton said.
Wu Meiniang's heart moved. Since her master was personally making this kind of ruler, it meant that it was possible. Last time, Meton had personally taught her the principle of making a mirror. However, this time, she would have to do it herself.
"Disciple obeys!" Wu Meiniang said seriously. She was unwilling to admit defeat.
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