Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng was at home, watching a documentary about civilization.

The director is Wen Rensheng, Xiao Huan can't be the director anymore, he can only be the director of the scene.

Others have no tricks to run for the time being.

"Uh, this big fat monk is really powerful, he can think of monks." Wen Rende admired him sincerely.

"What's so great about this?" Xiao Huan asked puzzled.

"Of course it's great. You only saw him teaching monks because the monks are free, but you didn't notice that temples are naturally a good place to preserve all kinds of knowledge and avoid wars." Wen Rende said sincerely.

"Oh, there is another saying?"

"Of course, there are many thousand-year-old temples. In feudal dynasties, when barbarians slaughtered, they were often in awe of mysterious things, and they would keep their hands a little bit. In addition, most temples are in the mountains, not the main roads for transportation. The chances of opening danger are much greater. And scientific knowledge is the most important thing to pass on, once it is broken, it is too difficult to continue. Mathematical problems have been solved by predecessors, but the answer has not been left, and future generations have to start from scratch.” Wen Rende said with a sigh.

He is obsessed with ancient poems, and he has seen countless poems buried in wars, and there are many mistakes in the volumes.

"Grandpa, you are amazing." Xiao Huan said in surprise.

"Is it alright?" Wen Rende was very happy that he had a rare second chance.

"Since that's the case, why don't father go inside and become a floor sweeping monk?" Wen Rensheng said suddenly.

"Uh, you can have this." Wen Rende was very excited.

Entering this world of civilization evolution and acting as a character is no different from becoming the protagonist in a time-traveling novel.

"Okay." Wen Rensheng looked at his father for a while, and then created a data man on that planet, allowing the two to link their minds, just like playing a virtual game.

"I'm going too, arrange a role for me." Of course Ouyang Ling couldn't let her husband go in by herself.

That was the feudal era.

"Uh, what are you going to do? The feudal society is a hell for women." Wen Rende had a kind expression on his wife's face.

"The Empress Dowager Lu is heaven."

"There is only one queen mother."

"I can be the Empress Dowager."

"That won't work. Didn't you see that I'm just a sweeping monk with pure social relations?"

The couple quarreled so loudly that they made one of them a sweeping monk and the other a laundry nun.

Finally clean.

"Teacher, can I play a supporting role now?" Zhao Han asked.

"It's ok, we're on the right track, and we need to collect some extras." Wen Rensheng nodded.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll be the director." Xiao Huan hurriedly jumped out to arrange the crowd.

"You will make trouble." Wen Rensheng pushed her away.

"What? I arranged for you to be a eunuch!" Xiao Huan said angrily.

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Time sped up again.

Of course it was not Wen Rensheng who became the eunuch in the end, but the other two men in the family.

Old Wu became a legendary old eunuch in the palace. No one knew how powerful he was, but he was the first person to be visited by every eunuch in charge after taking office.

Li Shuangyue also became a eunuch, and was also the eunuch of the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

In the Eastern Dynasty, without knowing it, sixty years have passed, and the emperor has changed two times, but the ministers have become accustomed to it.

It is always the old lady Lu who listens to politics.

The emperor is a mascot.

The second emperor once wanted to rebel against his grandma, but before he could make a move, he fell into the water and caught a cold for several months.

The queen mother is 90 years old this year, but it looks like she can live another 90 years.

The ministers just took it for granted.

"I have known for a long time that the best fountain of youth must have been kept by the queen mother, and all the ones sold are direct reincarnations."

"Yeah, reincarnation always has more twists and turns, how can it be better to live forever?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the imperial court has been in prosperity. Although there have been several civil uprisings, there is always money, so don't be afraid."

"Yes, the queen mother is really the greatest saint in all ages..."

"I heard that the army is going south again. There are rice fields in the south, but it is very hot and humid, and many people died."

"The ones who died were all poor men without land. They died when they died. Next time, they will cheat a group of them."

The ministers talked a lot about governing the people by deception, but they didn't know that the Queen Mother also governed them by deception.

The feudal dynasty is maintained in deception, and it is a deceptive structure from top to bottom.

Anyone who tries to uncover it will be killed.

However, in the monk temple far away from the secular world, it has been involved in a great discussion of mathematics and Buddha for decades.

Mathematics has become an irreplaceable part of monks' daily life, and a group of rookies and new wisdoms have emerged who try to use numbers to explain Buddhism.

In fact, there are quite a few monks who like mathematics. Many mathematics geniuses in later generations became monks, which proves that there is a "fate" between the two.

After all, this is much more interesting than chanting.

They can even endure chanting scriptures, so why can't they endure mathematics?

All kinds of sequence, all kinds of decryption, are very interesting.

After all, there were no modern small videos in ancient times, and monks didn't have many opportunities to watch plays.

It is very interesting for everyone to lean together and hold a problem-solving contest every day.

Especially the big fat monk has created a lot of prizes, such as solving some problems so that he can do some light work...

And the monks also found mathematics very helpful to improve their lives.

It is mainly treasure hunters who come to ask for advice, and after asking for advice, they will leave sesame oil money.

This forms a support system similar to the West.

Western feudal lords supported mathematicians, initially for artillery and navigation.

And the masters who hide treasures also thought of using mathematical puzzles to hide treasures.

For example, cryptography, designing mechanisms that only you can unlock.

Outstanding treasure hunters also try to use mathematics to solve treasure problems.

Of course this is a long, slow process. The great development of science in the West is also the accumulation of thousands of years. First, there is an atmosphere and habits, and there is such a stable group of scholars.

Only the class of scholars who are not destroyed by wars and massacres can gradually accumulate results.

Just by studying and studying, the fat monk discovered that after decades, these monks went astray again.

Mathematics has gradually become a castle in the air, and monks only circle around in the circle of mathematics, and no longer use it to study practical problems.

Some people think about how to use it to confuse believers and make more money, some just use it to kill time and avoid reciting scriptures; some people think about using it to gain fame and become a new generation of monks.

Only no one uses it to calculate house buildings, and to calculate distances at sea.

Fortunately, the parents and officials at the foot of the mountain have this need. Every time the embankment is built, the monks are invited to calculate it.

Only then did the crooked road not go astray completely, and there was still a glimmer of hope.

"Mathematics alone is not enough. They also need physics and astronomy." Nilu said to the fat monk after reading the information.

"A single mathematics is tiring enough, let alone physics and astronomy? Without endogenous motivation, relying on outsiders to pull it is like a parent educating a child on the imperial examination. It is hard to reach the sky." The fat monk couldn't help it.

"That's the reason. The imperial examination was promoted in the west, and only the second and third sons had no right to inherit. They studied hard, and the eldest son didn't even touch it." Nile nodded.

"I told them the original question, and they still don't know how to cross the river by feeling the stones. It's really speechless. We are destined to be supporting roles, and they are the protagonists." The fat monk shook his head.

"Then how do you motivate them?"

"beat."

The fat monk said sternly.