The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 272 Tail Turbulence
This trip to Zhejiang was not so easy.

100 million taels of silver, the emperor said it easily, but the Ministry of Households couldn't get it out.

Ever since Song Jianming was beaten with a stick by the emperor, he has been recuperating at home, following the example of the emperor.The affairs of the household department are now represented by Yan Jiuyuan, the chief assistant of the cabinet.

But Mr. Yan, he can be the first assistant. He is good at balancing the forces of all parties, but he doesn't seem to be very good at being the secretary of the household department. In addition to the heavy snow in winter and the messing around of the emperor's eldest grandson, last year's household The income and expenditure books are rotten like a piece of shit.

Let alone 100 million taels, if you pay 50 taels, your hands will shake three times.

Besides, the emperor had no idea about the cost of building a navy. In fact, no one in the court knew how much it would cost to build a usable navy except His Royal Highness Su Wang and the bad old man Chen. How much.

While the household department was still arguing back and forth with Prince Jing over the 100 million taels of military expenditure, the eldest grandson Li Sheng was assassinated for the second time since his birth. Fortunately, his fourth uncle was on his side to protect him desperately. Once he still narrowly escaped death.

But this matter has nothing to do with Su Wang, Zhejiang is the territory of King Jing's mansion, no matter how you think about it, it was done by the old man of Jing State, but the old man pretended to be innocent, insisting that this was a conspiracy of King Su's mansion .

King Su, who was still guarding the imperial mausoleum, blinked his peach blossom eyes with crow's feet but still charming, expressing his innocence.

The matter would not end so simply. After only a few days, the fifth prince, Xin Wang, was assassinated. His life was safe, but his face was disfigured.

For such a big matter, the emperor actually pretended to be deaf and dumb, and continued to retreat to recuperate, as if he was being tossed by several princes.

Concubine Chen Guifei went crazy, her hair disheveled, and ran outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation crying, but she still couldn't see the emperor.

Only half a month later, everyone in Beijing got the news that more than a dozen guards, including Daningwei, Datongwei, Guangningwei, and Tianjinwei, had dispatched troops to the capital to gather.

In late September, Song Qingyue felt that it was time to start school again.

With the existing teachers of the Shushu, they ranked the final exam papers a few months ago according to their grades, and roughly divided the students into the fast class and the slow class of the imperial examination class, and the ordinary fast class and the ordinary slow class of the ordinary class. class.

There are four classes in total.

In fact, in the previous life, many parents opposed the class division system, saying that it would dampen teachers' enthusiasm for teaching and students' self-confidence, but Song Qingyue felt that it would be a pain to ask students with different progress to sit together to attend classes.

It is easy to say, but students who learn quickly feel that it is a waste of time, and it is difficult to teach quickly, and students who learn slowly cannot keep up.It is better to learn separately than to suffer at both ends. People have different IQs and the speed at which they accept knowledge. It is easier for everyone to admit differences and teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

Of course, the scale of the school is still small, and there are only two outstanding scholars in the imperial examination class, so there is no problem of imbalance in the number of teachers.

After class division, Song Qingyue gathered everyone to discuss the teaching plan for the next school year.

Song Qingyue proposed to set the next semester on the first day of October and the first day of March next year.

During the busy farming season after the first day of March, students can go home to help plant the land, and there will be another 20 years of New Year's leave between New Year's Day and the Lantern Festival.

Niu Hesheng raised an objection and said: "Concubine Shizi, I know you don't want students to lose their ability to farm because of their studies, but to be honest, most of the people who come to our school to study are from the city, and their families are all craftsmen. For example, the aunts in our alley have to stay at home to take care of the children when their children are on holiday, which makes it inconvenient for them to do other things. It is better not to have a holiday, or we only have half a day of class, and the rest of the half day If you want to go home to help take care of business or learn crafts, let them go home. The rest of the children who are too young to do work and need someone to look after them will stay in the school and we will take care of them. What do you think? Woolen cloth?"

Song Qingyue thought about it and found it made sense, nodded, and asked again: "If another school is built at the foot of Baoen Temple Mountain, will there be peasants coming to class?"

Niu Hesheng said: "Most of the land around the capital has been taken by the rich and powerful. There are very few self-cultivated farmers, and they are all tenants. I'm afraid..." He paused halfway through the sentence, as if he had changed his mind, "It's not necessarily that they don't want to come, but most of them The farm is quite far from your place. It seems that when I was studying, I lived in the academy. If board and lodging were provided free of charge, many people would be willing to come, but in this way, your expenses will be... "

Song Qingyue felt that what he said made sense, as expected, people like Niu Hesheng, who had rich experience in grassroots life, should be consulted for this kind of matter.

She thought about it carefully, and said cautiously: "I'll go back and think about it. Let's talk about the book school in the city first. Mr. Niu just said that there are only half-day classes a day, and there are no holidays during the busy farming season. Do you have any objections?"

Song Chenfei is the son of Shangshu's mansion, and the rest are from maidservants of the royal mansion, so he really has no idea about it.

So Song Qingyue made a decision and said, "Success, then let's follow Mr. Niu's method. But the monthly exam is still required. So we need to unify the teaching content."

The two imperial examination classes were discussed by Niu Hesheng and Song Chenfei. In the general literacy class, Song Qingyue led Mohen, Mo Lan, Yuping, and Yuxiang to delineate the approximate teaching scope and the respective teaching progress of the fast and slow classes.

In the so-called imperial examination class, you need to learn the relevant content of the imperial examination, you need to learn to write in traditional characters, you also need to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, and stereotyped model essays.

Ordinary fast and slow classes are for Song Qingyue to train more talents for her future factory career. They learn how to write in simplified Chinese characters, how to draw tables, write work reports, as well as mathematics and accounting.

Song Qingyue originally wanted everyone to learn Chinese Pinyin, but that thing doesn't work in this era.

The so-called Mandarin in this era is very different from the later Mandarin, which is closer to the northern dialect. It is a Jianghuai sub-dialect, commonly known as Nanjing Mandarin. Many of the tongue-turned sounds in later generations of Mandarin are pronounced with flat tongue sounds, and the front and back nasal sounds are not distinguished in later generations of Mandarin. so clearly.

Song Qingyue was born in the Yangtze River Delta region in her previous life, so she feels very familiar with the Mandarin of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the pronunciation is more friendly to southerners.

There is also no uniform standard pronunciation in the whole country. The method of Qieyin used in ancient times to express pronunciation will also have different pronunciations due to different dialects. Song Qingyue does not understand that, but Niu Hesheng and Song Chenfei both understand Qieyin. Song Qingyue Just let them teach the children their way.

It is enough for everyone to understand each other in normal communication, and there is no way to ask everyone to speak standard "Mandarin", so Song Qingyue later abandoned Hanyu Pinyin.

That thing is too impractical in this day and age.

Various operation symbols and Arabic numerals in mathematical formulas are reserved, while ABCD and Greek letters are all replaced with A, B, C, D and even some radicals. In short, how to make it easier for everyone to accept.

Yuxiang and Yujing teach slow classes, mainly teaching writing and Mandarin.

The mathematics content of the slow class is simple, taught by Mo Lan, and the more difficult mathematics and accounting courses are taught by Mohen.

Of course, Song Qingyue also welcomes students from the imperial examination class who are interested in attending the mathematics class.

Welcome, but not required.

In addition, health and hygiene courses are taught in all classes.

There is no need for many health and hygiene classes. Four or five classes are enough. The main purpose is to educate everyone to pay attention to personal hygiene and health. Only when they are healthy can they do more work and do more things, earn more money, and save medical expenses.

Song Qingyue felt that this course was as important as teaching literacy and arithmetic, and it was very beneficial to improving the quality of life of the people.

There are ready-made teaching materials for the arithmetic class, and Song Qingyue still needs to use her brain to write the teaching materials for the health and hygiene class.

At the end of September, Xiong Daneng took people from door to door to inform the school of the school re-opening on the first day of October, and there were some students who lived far away. Feng Jin took the initiative to go to other places to inform the students.

Song Qingyue is too lazy to think about what is wrong with Feng Jin now. The labor force of more than 100 Jinyiwei under him is not in vain. I am really sorry that she has been under surveillance for so many days.

Besides, the parents of the students heard that the school in the south of the city was about to start school again, and they wanted to beat the gongs and drums to celebrate!
The little scum of the family can finally be sent to school again!
Neighbors in this area in the south of the city are also happy, and the tenants are finally coming back again!Mortgage pressure can also be reduced.

Song Qingyue thought about the teaching content of the health class and went back to Baoen Temple. Before going to bed, Xiong Daneng brought back news from the cave.

Song Qingyue was already lying down at that time, and when she heard the news from the cave, she immediately put on her clothes and got up.

"Is there any news? Where is Shizi?" There was an urgency in her tone that she didn't realize.

Xiong Daneng was ashamed, and only handed over the engineering drawings to Song Qingyue, saying: "No...there is no news from Shizi. I only said that when the rifled guns were tested with cotton, the shells would roll and fly randomly, and they couldn't solve it. The masters have been thinking for more than half a month, but they can't come up with a solution, and they don't know where the problem is. I can only ask you, and the masters said that only you, Shi Zifei, can solve it."

Hearing that that dead ghost Li Zhao still didn't write to her, Song Qingyue snorted unhappily and rolled her eyes by the way.

She unfolded the blueprint of the rifled gun, and at a glance, she knew that the gun was inspired by the rifled gun, and it looked quite decent!

She glanced at the notes made by the masters and some conjectures put forward, Song Qingyue smiled slightly, she really thought in the wrong direction.

The problem of the shell rolling in the air after being fired is not the spiral rifling and the length or caliber of the barrel, but the shape of the shell.

First, because the size of the shell is too small, the shell of the shell cannot fully fit the rifling, resulting in insufficient rotation speed after the shell is fired, so a soft metal belt with a diameter slightly larger than the bore diameter is needed to surround the bottom of the shell to make the shell better The ground fits the rifling to increase the speed of rotation when it is shot; second, turbulence will be formed at the tail of the shell during flight, which interferes with the flight trajectory, causing the shell to roll and run wildly due to air resistance interference in the middle.

The problem of tail turbulence is not obvious on smaller bullets, but it is particularly annoying on larger shells. It is inevitable that craftsmen who have no concept of fluid mechanics will not think of it.

Song Qingyue immediately took out the paper and slightly modified the shape of the cannonball, that is, at the tail, drew a slope shape shrinking inward, and then drew a narrow ring at the widest part of the cannonball, and marked that it must be made of soft material. I made the ring out of pure copper, then threw the drawing back to Xiong Daneng and said: "Take this back, they will understand it at a glance."

"That's, that's the solution?!" Xiong Daneng couldn't believe it.

"Well, it's solved. It's not a big problem." Song Qingyue yawned and went back to sleep.

Xiong Daneng turned his head to look at his boss Zeng Maozhi, probably not knowing that his boss had already become a diehard fan of Shi Zifei.Seeing that Zeng Maozhi had no doubts about Shizi Concubine's ability to solve this matter, he reprimanded without hesitation: "What are you talking nonsense, why don't you hurry up and prepare! Be careful of Feng Jin on the road!"

"I know! I won't be found out, that's what I do, sir!"

Xiong Daneng went out arrogantly.

Dark guard, dark guard, he finally regained the feeling of being a serious dark guard!

He should be doing this kind of sneaky thing in the dark instead of picking dung and chopping wood in the sun all day long!

The next day, Song Qingyue began to discuss the matter of building a boarding school at the foot of the mountain while thinking about the content of the health and hygiene class in her mind.

First plan a boarding school that can accommodate 100 people, and then expand it later if it is not big enough.

This was not a small matter, and she didn't seem to have any talents around her, so she asked Zeng Maozhi to go to her mother's house to see if Song Quan was free to help her. If Song Quan was not free, she could find other managers.

A few days later, not only Song Quan came with several accountants and stewards, but also an irrelevant person - Ning Yuan.

"You want to build a school building here?" Ning Yuan brought the servants of the Zhenbeihou Mansion over here, and he looked at the bush carefully with his hands behind his back.

Song Qingyue looked at him vigilantly, wondering what the little boss in the book was thinking.

Ning Yuan sighed, and said: "Sister-in-law, you don't have to look at me like that. This good thing of earning a reputation cannot be taken over by the concubine Shizi and the Song family. This son is helping my sister and the Zhenbei Houfu."

"How did you know I was going to build a school?"

Ning Yuan had a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and he still looked foolish, directing his servants to cut down trees and weeds. Seeing Song Qingyue staring at him like a thief, he scratched his head and said: "Don't get me wrong, Before Ah Zhao leaves, let me take care of you, and if there is any trouble with the female relatives in his backyard, let me remember to help."

Song Qingyue sneered, thinking that when she was shaved and bled, she didn't see Ning Yuan in her early days, but now she's here all the time, and it doesn't take some manpower to gain a good reputation in vain.

She said: "If Mr. Ning has the heart, why don't you build it in the name of your Zhenbeihou Mansion in another place. There are schools in the west, east and north of the city, so you don't need to worry about it here."

Ning Yuan frowned and looked at Song Qingyue, and said, "Sister-in-law, if my sister-in-law offended you in the past, my fourth brother will make amends for her, and I also ask my sister-in-law not to regard the Zhenbeihou Mansion as an enemy. At least, I have no intention Encounter with the Song family. What do you think?"

Song Qingyue stared at Ning Yuan with a stern face for a long time. The increasingly cold and beautiful face made Ning Yuan's mouth dry.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and added: "If my sister-in-law wants to ask the Hou family to pay some money, we are also willing."

Song Qingyue lowered her long eyelashes and thought for a while, considering that what she wanted to teach later had nothing to do with the imperial examination.

She doesn't want other irrelevant people to interfere with her teaching plan, so she wants to do school affairs alone.So she shook her head and said, "It's better for us to keep a distance between the two houses. The well water does not interfere with the river water, and does not interfere with each other. What do you think?"

The corners of Ning Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked away from Song Qingyue's face, and said with a little loss: "What the concubine Shizi said is not unreasonable. However, I will still say the same thing next time, if sister She does something, it is called concubine Shizi. If you are happy, please, Shi Zifei, be tolerant to her."

Song Qingyue asked impatiently: "I would like to ask, what did your sister do to make Fourth Young Master so nervous?"

Her gaze suddenly became sharp, staring at Ning Yuan made her scalp tingle.

The fleeting panic in Ning Yuan's expression did not escape Song Qingyue's eyes, she sneered slightly, turned around to talk to Uncle Song Quan, and ignored Ning Yuan.

Song Qingyue was just straight-hearted.At the beginning, she didn't settle accounts with the Ning family, but it didn't mean that the Ning family could freely participate in what she did.

Ning Yuan's behavior this time disgusted her!

She hated Ning Yueyao, and that domineering old lady of the Ning family.

Originally, Song Qingyue was not so angry about that incident at the beginning, and she even forgot a little bit, but Ning Yuan repeatedly asked her to forgive Ning Yueyao, and this incident made her feel sick when she thought about it!
Why?
Why should he ask her to forgive?
Just relying on the dowry inlaid with a hundred treasures or relying on him bringing someone here to help?
Back then, that incident cost her half her life!

Why did the Ning family think that such a light sentence made her let Ning Yueyao go?

Ning Yuan even lifted his chin slightly when he said this to himself. He spoke politely, but from his eyes to every part of his body, there was not a single hair to express that he was really sorry.

What does he think of himself?
In his eyes, is human life just like a piece of grass to be trampled on by them?

I don't know if it's been a long time. Song Qingyue has been a bit of a gangster for the past six months. She doesn't want to talk to Ning Yuan, so she really shows the disgust in her heart on her face.

Ning Yuan saw the undisguised disgust on Song Qingyue's face, and he clenched his fists tightly behind his back.

Beauty is certainly admirable, but in the face of family interests, this admiration doesn't even weigh as much as a feather.

(End of this chapter)