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"A country with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, a city with nine gates. If you don't see the emperor's palace, how can you know that the emperor is respected!"
The two teenagers stood among the bustling crowd at the front door, looking up at the tall and majestic city tower, and unconsciously recited this poem. The clothes the young man wore were covered with dust and stains, which stood out in the street. Pedestrians coming and going around them all consciously avoided these two teenagers, either because they couldn't stand their rottenness or because they were afraid of running into their bad luck.
¡°This kind of outsider who comes to the capital for the first time, I don¡¯t know how many small vendors see them every day. And this poem has been recited many times by those outsiders. Some of the foreigners who recited poems got elected, became officials, and made a fortune after entering the city, while more often walked out of the city dejectedly after entering. The vendors, accustomed to seeing the ups and downs of honor and disgrace, didn't care to curl their lips and mock at this moment, and just shouted to the crowd:
"The grilled mutton skewers! Freshly baked, spicy and refreshing, a must-have in Beijing, not to be missed!"
"The secret Cao's preserved fruit is the only one in the world! Come and have a look and try it. If it doesn't taste good, there's no charge!"
"Authentic pecans, a pair of two big boys, pick whatever you like!"
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The cries of sales in a Beijing accent unknowingly aroused the greed in the young man's belly. I wanted to go up and buy something to try, but when I touched my empty pocket, I had to give up the idea. The tiger-headed young man touched his belly with regret on his face: "Oh! Ziyuan, brother, I should have borrowed all the money in the dressing room!"
It turned out that these two people were Zhang Zeyu and Nie Fan who had run away from home. It's just that they left Fengtian with nearly a hundred taels of silver and neat clothes. How did they arrive in Beijing in such a mess? This means the child has no mother¡ªit¡¯s a long story!
"It is said that the two brothers finally found the official way to Beijing. They asked passers-by on the way and found out that the journey took nearly twenty days. When they went out for the first time, they were both afraid that they would not have enough travel expenses. After a discussion, they divided the money into twenty parts and only used a fixed amount of money every day. Then hit the road.
Friends who travel far away know that they must have enough money on hand to prepare for emergencies. If you use every penny you have, you will definitely be in trouble in the end. How do these two little brothers know this? It¡¯s okay if you don¡¯t save money. The key is to see any good scenery on the road, so you can¡¯t help but linger for a long time; if you come across some local specialties, you can¡¯t help but try some meat and fresh food; if it¡¯s rainy and frosty, you can¡¯t help but be delayed for a few more days. After coming and going again, the money will not be enough.
When they arrived in Tianjin, the two brothers could only touch the big boys in their arms and watch people eating steamed buns and eating Mahua on the 18th Street. He was so cruel that he went to a pawn shop to pawn his belongings, and then he could barely reach Beijing. After dozens of days of traveling and no change of clothes, the two brothers became like this.
After hearing what Zhang Zeyu said, Nie Fan said bitterly: "Steal it all? Even if you sell your whole house, it won't be enough to cause trouble for you!" I think Zhang Zeyu spent a lot of money along the way.
"I'm too lazy to tell you!" With that, Zhang Zeyu walked into the city. Nie Fan also quickly followed.
After entering the city, the four eyes of the brothers were not enough: the wide and straight streets, the noisy flow of cars and horses, the rows of shops, and the various hawkers were enough to make them dizzy, not to mention the red walls and blue tiles of the palace. The courtyard and the splendid palace?
Nie Fan opened his mouth wide: "This is the capital!"
Zhang Zeyu poked at Nie Fan who was in a daze: "How about it? Isn't the capital just bigger and more crowded than Fengtian City?"
"Tch! Isn't this your first time here too?" Nie Fan glanced sideways.
While the two brothers were chatting and laughing, someone bumped into them. After the collision, the man fell to the ground on his back, leaving the birdcage in his hand aside. Zhang Zeyu saw the man fall and quickly stepped forward to help him. Before he had time to bend down, more than a dozen people had already gathered around him, talking in all directions:
"Ah, Mr. Huang, what's the matter with you?"
"Do you have eyes when you walk? Why did you bump into Mr. Huang!"
¡°Quick, quick, quick, go to Tong Ren Tang to ask the doctor to see how Mr. Huang is doing!¡±
Hearing someone talking, Fourth Master Huang who was lying on the ground suddenly shouted loudly: "Ouch, ouch! My waist!"
Zhang Zeyu hurriedly defended: "We are standing here not moving, he bumped into it himself!"
Someone in the crowd of onlookers said: "This road is for pedestrians, and it's not your back garden. Why are you standing still! Don't you mean it?"
"Yes! Yes!" There was a chorus of agreement from the crowd.
Zhang Zeyu was suddenly speechless.
Nie Fan helps out in the tavern every day and has heard from many people in the society.Said: "We both have no money"
Zhang Yihui smiled heartily and said: "Haha, it doesn't matter, I just pay!"
In this way, the "Founder of Chinese Aerodynamics" Zhang Yihui, "Father of Chinese Engines" Nie Fan, and "Chinese Aircraft Design Master" Zhang Zeyu, known as the "Three Masters of Aviation" in later generations, met for the first time outside Deshengmen, and the journey began. A life-long collaboration.
Sun Yuanqi was very happy when he heard that Zhang Yihui came to school with two teenagers who like airplanes. In the evening, the vice-principals Zhang Yuanji and Luo Zhenyu were invited to host a banquet at home to entertain these three students who came from afar.
Seeing the main leaders of the school eating with them, the three teenagers couldn't help but feel a little confused in the excitement. However, neither Zhang Yuanji, Luo Zhenyu, nor Sun Yuanqi are harsh people. After some pleasantries, the three of them lost all their restraint, and the atmosphere at the table seemed very harmonious. Zhang Zeyu also regained his lively nature and asked Sun Yuanqi: "Mr. Sun, how old are you?"
Nie Fan pinched Zhang Zeyu under the table and reminded him in a low voice: "It should be said 'Gui Geng'!"
Before Sun Yuanqi could correct him, he smiled and replied: "I am 28 this year. According to my age, I was born in the second year of Guangxu." In daily communication in the Qing Dynasty, the term "one year old" was rarely used, and the term "one year old" was generally used, so Sun Yuanqi Add another year to yourself.
"Are you 28 already?" Zhang Zeyu immediately felt that there was something wrong with his words, and corrected himself, "You're only 28!"
Everyone at the table laughed when they heard this.
Zhang Yuanji said: "Classmate Zixing, you see that Principal Baixi has a young face and looks like 21 or 28, so you first said 'Already 28'; then you thought of Principal Baixi who has written many books and is well-known at home and abroad, so you said 'only 28' . Does my analysis make sense?"
Zhang Zeyu nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Zhang Yihui interjected: "Almost all the textbooks used in our Jiangnan College are written by Mr. Sun. My classmates are still guessing that Mr. Sun is either a high-ranking official or a great scholar with a bright head but a limited knowledge of the classics."
Luo Zhenyu smiled and said: "To say that Principal Baixi is a high-ranking official, is it possible to guess that he is the editor-in-chief in name only, like Tuotuo was to the three histories of the Song, Liao and Jin Dynasties? In fact, most of these books were compiled by Principal Baixi himself. , there are almost no fake hands for others!"
Sun Yuanqi waved his hand: "Many books are contributed by students, I am indeed just in name!"
Zhang Yihui added: "When I came this time, my classmates also told me to investigate and find out who Mr. Sun is."
Sun Yuanqi's hometown is in Huai'an, and Zhang Yihui's hometown speaks Jianghuai Mandarin, which is not much different. Hearing the local accent, he felt a little close to me, so he joked and said: "After meeting, did you feel like you've never met before? By the way, Shaohan, what are your plans for coming this time? Please speak frankly." "
Zhang Yihui was a little embarrassed: "Sir, I read the new issue of "Journal of Chinese Academy of Sciences" and I feel very ashamed! I was just thinking randomly, but I didn't expect that I would fall in your favor, and your comments are beyond my reach! The main reason why I came here this time is I want to stay in school and study.¡±
Sun Yuanqi nodded slightly: "Then you can enter the college preparatory class first and see how it goes?"
Seeing Zhang Yihui nodding, he asked Zhang Zeyu and Nie Fan: "Zixing, Ziyuan, what do you think?"
Nie Fan said nothing. Zhang Zeyu scratched his head: "I just want to build a plane!"
Sun Yuanqi was stunned. Is he a master? He asked casually: "Do you know aerodynamics?"
"What?"
Sun Yuanqi was afraid that the name didn¡¯t exist yet, so he added, ¡°How much do you know about fluid mechanics?¡±
"Isn't it about building airplanes? What does it have to do with mechanics?" Zhang Zeyu looked puzzled.
At the moment, Sun Yuanqi shared with the three students at the dining table the basic knowledge he knew about aircraft, including the important role of engines. After the introduction, Zhang Zeyu said depressedly: "Mr. Sun, I just barely finished reading the physics textbook you wrote"
Sun Yuanqi didn't take it seriously and said: "There's no rush for this. You guys stay in school for a while first, get familiar with the school's curriculum progress, and then choose which grade to join. As for Ziyuan, if you like airplanes, you can go to the experiment in your spare time Room, follow and learn!"
Nie Fan asked cautiously: "Mr. Sun, can I go to the laboratory?"
Sun Yuanqi smiled and said: "Except for some who have special requirements, almost all the laboratories in our school are open to students. You are welcome to come and listen to the lectures and do experiments!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian. (qidian.com) Vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com