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Hearing this, all the villagers were in admiration.

The disciples standing next to them all had resolute faces, and felt honored to regard Song Yingxing as their master.

The county magistrate Wang hastily gave a salute.

"Mr. is loyal and strong, and this junior admires him!"

"To be honest, this junior has indeed received a mission from the imperial court to invite your husband to be an official in the capital. But now, seeing that your husband has made up his mind, this junior will not force others to make things difficult for him, so I sincerely visit you with gifts."

The voice fell.

A small official came over with a big bag and a small bag.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Wang has some kindness, I hope you will accept it."

Zhou Jin smiled lightly and said, "Sir, Mr. Wang is also kind, so just accept it."

Song Yingxing thought for a moment, and no longer refused.

"Who are these two?"

County magistrate Wang looked puzzled.

Zhou Jin was about to explain, but Song Yingxing spoke first.

"My new disciple."

"A talented person will definitely be able to achieve a great career in the future."

County magistrate Wang didn't think much, and said a few words politely.

Song Yingxing looked at the gifts in the courtyard and the enthusiastic faces of the villagers, and couldn't help smiling.

"Everyone in the neighborhood, if you don't understand anything about agriculture, you can come and ask me. If you know, I will tell you everything and answer your questions. As for these gifts, I will take them back. Please take them back. "

"Everyone, don't waste time with this old man, go and get busy with your own affairs."

As soon as the words fell, Song Yingxing turned around and prepared to leave.

Just now.

A man strode forward and blocked the way.

"Sir, we know that you are devoted to learning and thinking about the common people in the world. Today the village celebrates the harvest, and later a banquet will be held in the open space at the east end of the village. No matter men, women or children in the village, they will go to celebrate."

"Our village has a good harvest, sir, your contribution is irreplaceable. If you don't come, this banquet will lose a lot of meaning."

The man turned around and gave the villagers a wink.

a time.

Group and passionate.

"Sir, you must go!"

"This banquet is just for you, sir!"

"If the husband doesn't go, I won't go either. It's really boring."

"Sir, studying knowledge all day, must be extremely boring. Why don't you take advantage of this tonight and relax."

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Looking at the enthusiastic villagers, Song Yingxing hesitated.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile.

"Mr. smiled, and agreed on behalf of his old man. Let's prepare quickly, lest Mr. go back on his word!"

"Li Shouzi, your sow has given birth to nine litters, so why don't you donate a fat pig tonight?"

"If sir, both ends are fine. Fatty Zhang, your family has made a lot of money selling silk. Is the money for drinks tonight..."

"Hey! If you go, sir, you can have as much wine as you want!"

Before Song Yingxing could speak, the villagers had already left bustlingly, preparing for tonight's banquet in full swing.

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Song Yingxing was a little dumbfounded.

County Magistrate Wang took out a pair of silk from his pocket, on which were embroidered with gold thread the four dazzling characters of "Heart to the World".

"Sir's "Tiangong Kaiwu" has increased the income of the people in this county and promoted social production. Our Xinxiang County is a hundred miles around and is well-known as a wealthy place. This picture of 'Heart to the World', please Be sure to accept it, sir."

"When the county has spare money, I will set up a monument for Mr., and be admired by all generations!"

Song Yingsheng took it in his hand.

After looking at it for a long time, his face was full of peace.

"Master Wang is dedicated to the people and understands the sufferings of the people. This old man respects him very much."

County Magistrate Wang waved his hand.

"Sir, you are serious. If you still have something to do, you should go first. Tonight's banquet, sir must go."

Magistrate Wang turned and left.

Song Yingxing handed the golden silk map to his disciple, turned around, and asked Zhou Jin: "For future generations, I really want to know, will "Tiangong Kaiwu" be useful in future generations?"

Zhou Jin naturally understood what Song Yingxing meant.

The knowledge described in "Tiangong Kaiwu" has been widely spread among the people.

Even at the end of the twentieth century, Chinese farmers still followed the knowledge in the book, carried out agricultural production, and lived a self-sufficient life without worrying about food and drink.

"Don't dare to lie to Mr., "Tiangong Kaiwu" was listed as a banned book in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, but it continued to be spread among the people. Farmers in later generations have benefited a lot from it. Mr.'s contribution is indelible, and he is admired by all generations."

Zhou Jin waved his hand, and a picture appeared out of thin air.

Fengxin County, Jiangxi Province.

Outside the Song Yingxing Memorial Hall.

Under a stalwart stone sculpture, a group of elementary school students stood neatly.

The friendly voice of the guide.

"One porridge and one meal, think of it as hard-won. One thread at a time, the constant remembrance is difficult."

"Children, this is the famous scientist of the Ming Dynasty, the author of "Tiangong Kaiwu", Grandpa Song Yingxing. Does anyone know what kind of book this is?"

A little boy raises his hand.

"I, I know!"

"A book about farming. My grandfather said that the knowledge in it can increase rice production."

The narrator smiled slightly and said: "This kid is right, but "Tiangong Kaiwu" is not only about agriculture, but also involves industry, handicrafts, and military affairs... It is known as the world's first encyclopedia."

Inside the memorial.

A wax figure is lifelike, with a full body shape, sometimes stops in thought, and sometimes smiles.

Song Yingxing was a little surprised.

"Where...why am I?"

Zhou Jin smiled slightly and said: "This is virtual reality, which can make people feel immersive. It is a high-tech technology that is widely used in many places."

Song Yingxing nodded.

"The times are developing faster than I imagined. The wax figure is so similar. If the old lady wasn't here, I would have thought..."

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The atmosphere is lively.

"Officially, it is the deadliest, hahaha."

"The real and fake Monkey King shocked Mr. Song for a whole year."

"Mr. Song's reaction is too cute."

The screen turns again.

A maglev train galloping on the rails, a detection boat diving thousands of meters into the deep sea, an airplane soaring ten thousand meters over the blue fields...

Song Yingxing's face was shocked.

I didn't say a word for a long time.

"This is a maglev train, which uses the principle of opposite sex repulsion of magnets, with a top speed of more than 400 miles per hour."

More than 400 miles!

Song Yingxing swallowed, and said, "It takes less than an hour to get there from Xinxiang County to the capital. This... is not an exaggeration for a god."

"Bench ready, ten, nine...three, two, one, launch!"

With a loud bang.

Flames blazed everywhere, and rockets flew towards the vast and infinite outer space like arrows leaving the string.

Zhou Jin pointed to the sky, and said: "There is a vast and boundless space above our heads. Huaxia has been vigorously developing science and technology to explore the mysteries of the universe."

At this moment.

Song Yingxing was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"I am very pleased that later generations pay so much attention to science and technology."