Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

pS: The common saying between mom and mother comes from Guangya. My understanding of the word Guang is to move, to expand, and the word Ya refers to Erya, and Erya Tuoguang, which shows that many words were used in the Erya period. Erya The period of elegant writing is between the Warring States Period and the Eastern and Western Han Dynasties.Therefore, many things that readers discuss, in fact, as long as I am willing, I am super capable of sophistry or sophistry, but I am just lazy.

Chapter 570 The Unhappy Qin Kingdom

The rain in early summer was pattering, and I thought it would stop, but it fell all night.

Yan Ce reopened part of the case files of the Kong family and closed them again. Thinking of the little Confucian who was trying to "germinate" with Tudou on the execution ground, the young man found that he had no sympathy or hesitation.

He is becoming more and more decisive.

The indigo blue sky was shrouded in a layer of overcast clouds, and even a single star could not be seen. After an unknown period of time, the sky cleared.

It was Mo Zhong who visited the prince immediately.

"Your Highness, there are results."

As soon as Mo Zhong stepped into the door, he said, ordering several colleagues who came with him to put down a basketful of inventions.

"This is all?"

Yan Ce arranged a basket full of creations in the research institute, and eliminated a large number of those that would explode, and a large number of those that were suspected to be explosive, and only placed a few kinds of creations on the table.

More precisely, it is a model of a waterwheel.

With a pair of dark circles under his eyes, Mo Zhong said: "The experimental seedlings in the research institute have begun to germinate, and someone needs to record the growth status in a timely manner and estimate the yield."

"In addition, the military's weapons are also preparing innovative plans, as well as people's livelihood facilities and the compilation of basic textbooks. Your Highness... what about the freshmen in the research institute."

Yan Ce comforted: "There will be, there will be."

"The Mo family has been busy day and night in two groups. If there are no new students, these colleagues and I will all sacrifice our jobs..."

Mo Zhong couldn't help complaining that this His Highness indeed gave the Mo family a place to live in technology, with enough funds.

But as soon as he entered the research, it was as deep as the sea, and the husband and wife became passers-by from then on.

And Boss Yan always said to him "If you are busy, don't come back, don't come back for the rest of your life", Mo Zhong had no choice but to ask Yan Ce for leave, otherwise his daughter would have to change her surname.

Yan Ce was silent for a moment, and had no time to look at himself.

Put on a coat.

"Let's go to the research institute."

"promise."

……

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A newly established research institute in Xianyang.

"Mr. Qian, one office, the development of the experimental field this month will be summarized at noon." A colleague passing by shouted.

Uncle Qian, a former Mohist scholar and current imperial researcher, hastily responded.

"Okay, okay, the first draft of the second textbook is in a hurry."

Uncle Qian didn't get a response for a while, so he looked back.

Mo Zhong's own daughter spit bubbles in a pile of textbooks written on behalf of her.

"Pour some water on Mo Yan, I'm so tired!"

The already overloaded research institute maintained high-intensity work as a whole. Yan Ce saw batches of talents whose brain cells had died out in compiling textbooks, and asked, "Uncle Mo, how far is it?"

"……a lot of."

Mo Zhong frowned and sighed deeply.

Yan Ce nodded, and then walked to the pile of slips.

There are still a few sheets of paper on the desk.

Rough, ugly, yellowing, completely different from the Xuan paper in Yan Ce's impression, the young man has already recorded everything he can think of in the research institute, but the description and overview are not equal to the actual operation.

It can be seen that the executive power and creativity of the Mohists are guaranteed, and they can be regarded as one of the few intellectuals who have mastered basic knowledge in this era.

Yan Ce picked up a pen and drew "Peppa" on the paper.

Although it looks uglier than used toilet paper, the paper still serves as a record.

"Uncle Mo, this paper is not bad."

"Your Highness Ce, the characteristics of the paper you recorded in the research institute have explained most of them, but as you can see, the quality of the paper is poor, and the cost is not affordable for ordinary people."

Mo Zhong smiled wryly, "The recipes of hundreds of materials are constantly matched, as well as the children's occasional creative flashes of inspiration, and they are forced to make failed products."

"Take it easy."

Yan Ce sat on the table, picked up a pen and continued to write down the scattered fragments left in his mind on the slips, not to mention the strong memorization of Bo Wen, there will always be some left over from more than ten years, at least some of them are written down by his brain , can be left to others.

"Your Highness..."

"It's okay, I also understand this knowledge, and I won't mislead my students. The time for recruiting students is getting closer, and I can't even distribute the textbooks."

After Yan Ce finished speaking softly, he started working with the older generation who compiled the textbooks.

"That's not what you mean... Are you really a royal family?"