Dress to be a celebrity

Chapter 20

The wind does not end, the shower does not end.

After the torrential rain brought by the typhoon lasted for a day and a night, the momentum finally became smaller and turned into a thin stream of water falling.In the Song Dynasty, Min Zhuang was asked to support a small boat, and he took Huan Ling to the confluence of the two streams in the rain for a few times to inspect: the stream was still full, and it almost broke out of the embankment, and the large fields outside were at least as long as the water. Flooding in the knee.Fortunately, the viscosity of the cement is good, and the repaired levee was not knocked open by the water later, and it survived this time firmly.

It's just that there is water all over the ground, completely destroying the original paddy fields and people's homes.Branches and grass clippings floated on the muddy muddy water, as well as wooden boards and clothes washed out of farmers' homes, and occasionally dead small animal corpses floated by, which could easily cause diseases.

Fortunately, the rescue work has been successful in the past few days, and not many people were trapped in the water.

They patrolled the river a few times and rescued some people by the way—mostly lonely elderly people with limited mobility, and some young people who were reluctant to part with their belongings and went home to fetch things.What they borrowed was a squire's other business, and some medicinal materials were stored in the village. After learning some pharmacology, Huan Ling asked the stewards of the village to borrow medicines, and prepared medicinal soups for the people who fished them up to prevent military diseases.

It happened to be suitable for a regular Bupleurum drink, so he boiled it himself, and invited the father and son of the Song family to drink a bowl.

County Magistrate Song originally hated Huan's family for retiring the marriage, but it can be seen that Huan Ling is very enthusiastic about his father and son, and he can't be blamed for the resignation. He gradually changed his mind and asked his son in private: "Master Huan treats me like a respectful elder , I feel a little awkward. Shi Guaner, how do you get along with him? Should I respect him as a small official in the servant's mansion, or entrust him to be a nephew?"

Song Shi laughed and said, "Why is Dad bothered by this? Senior Brother Huan, I know very well that he is not someone of that kind of power. He treats you as an elder, but you treat him as a nephew. It's just that the two families have never talked about marriage before. He is just Mr. Huan's son, my real brother."

It's better not to talk about marriage.

If there is no marriage, and the princess is born in the son's mentor's family, what a glorious thing is that?I wish I could spread the news to the people in the official circles!Now they are afraid of hearing the good news, and even more afraid of letting people know that Shi Guan'er's fiancée is the concubine.

Magistrate Song shook his sleeves and sighed: "Forget it, we can't let us think about it. I think the water outside has receded, so you don't have to stare at the embankment anymore. Let's go back to the county with Dad to rest peacefully for a few days." ? Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival will soon be here, let’s talk about what’s going on after the festival.”

There are still things to do, such as what festival.

Song Shi shook his head and said: "Father, go back to the county first and ask someone to deliver a few carts of medicinal materials for epidemic prevention, as well as the tarpaulins and bamboo poles I prepared. I will stay and watch the victims dig ditches to drain water and rebuild houses. Go back to celebrate the festival on the fifteenth day."

"Where are Master Huan and nephew?"

County magistrate Song felt a little embarrassed when he thought about returning home with Huan Ling.Song Shi smiled, and comforted him, "Brother Huan wants to see how our county manages the general affairs, so he won't be going back for now."

He asked a few minzhuang to take his father out in a small boat, and when he went to a place without water, he would exchange bamboo boats to carry him back to the county, and he stayed there to finish the work.Huan Ling didn't mention the matter of returning to the city, and silently followed him to "study common affairs".

The two of them neither mentioned family matters nor government affairs, they only cared about the flood in front of them and these victims, and they got along more comfortably.Song Shi took him to the highlands to condolences to the rescued victims, and took rice grains and other things sent by the county to cook porridge for the victims.When the heavy rain stopped and the water on the ground receded a little, he asked the head of the village to take the lead, and the ten households in each family helped each other to rescue the things that had not been washed away by the water.

If the house can still support, they will go home to live first; if the house has been washed away by the flood, they will use bamboo poles and tarpaulins to live temporarily in the clean yard, and wait for the ground to dry before rebuilding a new house.Food, drink and clothing are still provided by the county, and monks set up long sheds outside the common people's residences to cook porridge and hot water in the morning and evening, instead of asking them to drink raw water directly.

He didn't provide for these people in vain, but set up a work-for-relief: the middle-aged men went to the fields to dig ditches to drain water, clean up the rotten crops in the fields, foreign objects washed by the water, and even collected the carrion, and found them far away from the water source. buried deep.Women take care of children, wash and mend, boil water and boil medicine, sew tents, or weave some bamboo baskets, bamboo rakes and other tools used to clean up dirt.

Every day counts as a day's work points, work points are exchanged for money, and cooking in a big pot allows these Zheng Dynasty people to enter socialism more than 500 years in advance.

After County Magistrate Song went back, he raised donations from the gentry and wealthy households.

The few students who had been taught by Fang Tixue heard that Song Sheren was braved the flood to relieve the disaster, and when they remembered his feat of taking part in the local college examination to save them, they were immediately "spirited", and they took the lead in the fight that day. Headed by Zhao Yueshu, he collected more than a dozen stones of grain and brought his honest and capable family members to help him with the porridge.

When everyone greeted each other and brought up old things, it was only then that Huan Ling knew that Song Shi had already been selected as a scholar, and he was still among the top three in the Tingzhou Mansion.Hearing the news, he was even more proud than himself that he had passed the exam, and excitedly asked those scholars if they still remembered how to do a few articles in the Song Shiyuan exam.

His younger brother has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't want to spend much time memorizing old articles. These scholars have nothing serious to do, so they can ask.

All the scholars in Linquan Club had their eyes on Song Shi at first, but when he opened his mouth, everyone realized that he was also a good person.He hurried all the way from Beijing to Fujian. After arriving in Wuping, he didn't have time to clean up the dust, and then threw himself into disaster relief work. In fact, he was already a bit haggard.But no matter how haggard he was, he was still well-groomed and handsome, and he couldn't hide the Qinghua spirit in his brows, and he was not an ordinary person at a glance.

Everyone was envious, and asked Song Shi who he was.

Song Shi knew that these scholars were impulsive and ignored them, fearing that they would find out that Huan Ling was leaving his official position and not going to take office to come to see him. It's my elder brother who came from Beijing to visit our father and son. You can call him Bofeng."

He also introduced to Huan Ling those talents who did not know each other.

At the end of the introduction, he discovered that not only the scholars had come, but also Li Xingtou, who was bought by Huan Wenqiang to the county government and almost caused Song Shi to have a grudge against them, also came.But this time he didn't dress up as a woman, but changed into a man's clothes. His short stature was not conspicuous, and he hid himself behind the scholars.

Zhao Yueshu took the initiative to pull him out, and said: "There is nothing to eat in the countryside, and the farmer has thick hands and feet, so I brought Shaosheng and asked him to prepare some delicate meals for us."

As soon as Song Shi saw this Li Qianxing, he thought of the scandal, thought of Nanfeng, and thought that he was going to be out in front of Brother Huan Xiao, so his hair stood on end, and he subconsciously glanced at Huan Ling.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Huan is an honest gentleman, he didn't understand the secret behind this, he only thought that Li Shaosheng was a cook, and thanked him for him: "Third brother has been busy with floods these days, so he has no intention of eating, he really should eat something nourishing, thank you gentlemen for your concern."

Zhao Yueshu said with a smile on his face: "Brother Bofeng, why be polite, if it wasn't for Brother Song, Shaosheng and I would..."

Song Shi coughed twice, forced a smile and said: "All the sages in the hall are the future pillars of the imperial court. It's rare for the sages to come here, why don't they plan for the people's livelihood, but only talk about some private matters? I count these few days. With the grain washed away by the flood and the submerged fields, seeing that next year’s autumn grain will be difficult to finish, we have to write to the imperial court to ask for tax relief. I also hope that all the sages and the local gentry and elders will write together.”

He opened his mouth to elevate this meeting to the height of serving the country and the people. Zhao Yueshu was too embarrassed to show off his beauty in his arms, and said in shame: "Brother Song is right. Such a heavy rain can even flood the houses in the city." Quite a few, and we have also seen the suffering of the victims, so we must devote ourselves to writing a few articles to ask for relief from the imperial court."

Li Shaosheng bowed to Song Huan and the two of them, and said with a smile: "Young masters, let's talk about business, and the younger one will go to the kitchen to make arrangements."

let's go now.

Song Shi rushed to the front and said, "Let's go, little brother Li", and then grabbed Zhao Yueshu's wrist and said, "Brother Zhao has outstanding literary talents. One wrote a letter asking the court for relief."

Zhao Yueshu was highly praised by him, and he couldn't care less about showing off his good life with Li Shaosheng, thinking hard about the article.

In the Song Dynasty, people sent pens and inks, and the group of scholars gathered around the table, facing the window, and even walked out of the yard, looking at the barren land washed by the water and the distressed faces of the victims, conceiving their compositions.Only Huan Ling didn't have to follow them to write articles, but walked with Song Shi outside the gate of the farm, and studied the issue of re-dividing the land boundary in front of the muddy ground.

When the flood flooded, the original field ridges were washed away, and most of the boundary markers were not in place.Not only the flooded areas of the two streams, but also the land boundaries flushed by the heavy rain had to be re-divided against the Fish Scale Book.

But the map drawing technology of this era... Song Shi wanted emmmmm.If it weren't for the inaccurate drawing of the fish scale album, and the actual size of the land did not match the label on the album, how could it be so easy to come out and hide the land?

Taking advantage of the fact that the boundaries of each family's fields can't be distinguished after the heavy rain, it's a good time to fight the local tyrants... no, it's a good time to clean up the hidden households in the fields.

He has five hundred civilians who have undergone disaster relief training in his hands, and there is a commander of the guard station who is acquainted with him dozens of miles away, and behind him stands the grandson of the general judge and the future elder of the court, and the eldest brother of the princess... If at this time Don't dare to clear up the land and clear the land, and squeeze out the taxes that the powerful and evil gentry pay less. Their father and son will not mention being an official in the future, and they can hang their seals and take money with peace of mind.

In the Song Dynasty, the land was not officially cleared in Guangxi, but only went to the field to measure it when handling several cases of land disputes. I also bought [-] cents of small tofu cubes, and learned how to use a rope to make a soft ruler and set up a pole to take a straight line. law measurement technology.

He has a good background in the field measurement, and the local government officials should be familiar with it. The only trouble is that after the measurement, it is necessary to calculate the difference between the amount of mu and the original amount on the fish scale book, and the tax that the other party should pay.

Although this is all junior high school mathematics content, he doesn't study advanced mathematics at all in a university. After graduation, he has never touched geometry knowledge again. Area, sine and cosine are headaches...

He himself was suffering enough, so he educated Huan Ling in an old-fashioned way: "Most of the fields in the county are like this, like this." He found a pen and paper, drew a trapezoid, pasted a rectangle, a triangle, and Pasting a section of arc... I was dizzy when I drew it, and I had to force myself to say: "These all have to be calculated. Later, my teacher and my elder brother will formulate formulas to calculate land accumulation, tax and food."

Huan Ling raised his eyebrows and asked, "Public announcement? Does it mean that after calculating land plots and taxes, the common people should be announced?"

Song Shi coughed lightly, and quickly smoothed things over: "I was wrong. I meant that I know a simple algorithm. In the future, my brother can calculate the land accumulation by comparing it with my algorithm and using a similar method."

Huan Ling seemed to understand, nodded, and asked, "Is it like calculating the product of a field according to the examples in the "Nine Chapters of Shushu" such as calculating the product of oblique swings and three oblique products?"

Song Shi hadn't heard the two examples he gave, and he didn't know the relationship between "Nine Chapters of the Book of Numbers" and "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", but in order to show that he was a person who knew mathematics, he forced himself to pretend: "Almost That's it. Otherwise, brother, first write down those two examples for me to see, and then I will tell you the algorithm I learned from overseas big food merchants."

Huan Ling readily agreed, and drew a vertical trapezoid similar to a vertical trapezoid with the hypotenuse at the bottom and the sharp corner at the top, but the two opposite sides on the lower left and right were not completely parallel.He drew a straight line between the upper and lower diagonal corners with bare hands, and drew a vertical line from the apex to the bottom. Next to the line, he marked 26 miles westward, 24 miles east, and [-] miles northeast. Seventeen miles wide in the north and [-] miles long in the middle...

The direction of southeast and northwest in the picture is reversed from modern times: the bottom is broad to the north, the long side to the right is the west, the east is the upper left, and the northeast is the lower left.

Song Shi converted Arabic numerals in his heart, calculated the area of ​​the triangle by multiplying, multiplying and dividing, and then added the areas... Before he could calculate the right-angled triangle separated by the vertical line, Huan Ling wrote down the standard answer in a smooth manner: "Dangji 910 [-] Sixty acres per hectare".

The author has something to say: the graphic description is wrong, so I rewrote it

You can take a look at the nine chapters of Shushu, which is the pinnacle of mathematics in the Song and Yuan Dynasties in my country. It is particularly famous for its Da Yanqiu Yishu and multiplication and opening methods. Unfortunately, mathematics declined after the Ming Dynasty. The late Ming Dynasty liked to study mathematics. Most famous scholars basically learn from Euclidean. The algorithms before the Song and Yuan dynasties gradually declined, and it was not until the end of the Qing Dynasty that the research was revived.

The author's mathematics is quite sloppy, and I can't understand how to solve the problems in it. I just want everyone to know that ancient Chinese mathematics is also very good