"Please don't refuse, please come quickly. Let the craftsmen carve it on the top of Mount Tai for the admiration of all the students in the world!"

A group of doctors and doctors stood up excitedly and bowed and urged each other. Even Meng Yi couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty can't refuse your words? Marquis of Qinghe, please write a poem quickly!"

"Haha, yes, although I am just a reckless man, I have heard that the Qinghe Hou Wencai Pei Ran has been heard for a long time, so don't refuse!" Wang Ben also laughed and agreed.

Your uncle, I knew you wanted to see me making a fool of myself. Chen Xu glanced at Meng Yi gently, then bowed to the emperor and said, "Since that's the case, it's better to obey me than respect..."

In front of everyone, Chen Xu slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the surrounding mountains and rivers standing with his hands in front of the mountain wind, the black hair tied behind his head spread out and fluttered in the wind, and his clothes rolled up.

After pretending to be POSE, Chen Xu spoke slowly.

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi and Lu are still green. The creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang are cut off and the dawn. Clouds are swaying in the chest, and the birds are coming back into the eyes. They will reach the top and overlook the small mountains."

Chen Xu turned around and saluted the emperor, "Your Majesty, I have finished writing a poem!"

"Good poems, the Marquis of Qinghe is indeed very literary!" Wang Ben was the first to applaud.

The emperor, Meng Yi and other officials looked at Chen Xu with strange expressions, and after Wang Ben plucked his palm for half a minute, he came to his senses and stroking his palms almost at the same time.

"The poem of Qinghe Hou is completely different from the poems and essays we have read. It has a natural and open-minded meaning, which is in line with this situation and is a masterpiece of eternal songs and can be passed down forever!" A white-haired doctor stood up and bowed deeply to Chen Xu.

"The creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang are divided into darkness. This sentence connects the terrain and the great way. It is actually the essence of reality. Just use the cross to describe the appearance of Mount Tai to the fullest..."

"Hey, is the next sentence gone? The clouds are swaying in the chest, the birds are coming back from the eyes, and the movement from stillness is the best portrayal of the scenery seen in front of you. It is like the finishing touch, even if you close your eyes, you can instantly evoke the beautiful scenery of the world..."

"If you want to give the finishing touch, the only last sentence will be the top of the mountain and overlook the small mountains. At this time, here and now, this feeling and this scene are simply a stroke of magic. Once the poem by Qinghehou is spread, it will definitely be sought after by the gentry in the world..."

The dozens of doctors, doctors and officials who followed were all excitedly appreciating and admiring. Even Li Si was looking at a place with his beard and his eyes were extremely empty.

"Your Majesty, the poetic atmosphere of Qinghe Marquis is broad and profound. When I heard about it, I suddenly felt as clear and thorough as the rising sun. It is a masterpiece that has never been seen in the ages!" Meng Yi had to bow to the emperor with admiration and flatter his son-in-law hard.

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi and Lu Qing are still alive..." Qin Shihuang stood at the top of the cliff and looked at the sun rising from the east in the distance, twisting his beard and chanting softly, then nodding slowly and said, "Your dear friends are right. This poem is an unprecedented work, and it is enough to be passed down in history for thousands of years. I want to engrave this poem next to the Zhangde Monument, live with the sun and the moon, and shine with the sky and the earth..."

"Wow~~" Everyone was in a stir in an instant, and then turned around and bowed to Chen Xu, "Congratulations to the Marquis of Qinghe!"

"Your Majesty is so kind that I am afraid!" Chen Xu blushed and bowed to the First Emperor.

"Young Master, don't be humble. This poem can only be expressed in its artistic conception by standing on the top of Mount Tai..."

"The father and emperor are so talented and talented, and embrace the world. Why not write a poem engraved on the top of the mountain for praise and praise by future generations!" Hu Hai stood up and bowed.

Qin Shihuang glanced at Hu Hai indifferently and said, "I have no literary talent as a young master. Once this poem is published, all the scholars in the world will submit to me. I know I am not as good as I am, but it's just fine!"

Hu Hai originally wanted to speak, but Li Si pulled his sleeve slightly and had to retreat and stop talking.

Li Si knew the emperor's nature, was very competitive, but he was extremely forbearing. His personality could be said to be an incomprehensible withdrawn. After being with the emperor for more than 20 years, Li Si had never seen the emperor say something worse than others. In other words, Chen Xu's poem did make the emperor admire him to the core. At this time, it was impossible to let the emperor, who was not good at writing poetry, write a poem that was comparable to Chen Xu and even overwhelmed Chen Xu.

At present, a group of doctors and doctors who are familiar with poetry, calligraphy and classics on the top of the mountain cannot, nor can Li Si himself.

Because this poem has exceeded the style of poetry that they can understand.

All you see, think, think, and think are all integrated into a furnace, naturally with a unique artistic conception and charm, which is completely different from traditional poetry and verses. This poem that came out of nowhere can't be imitated at the moment, and can only worship it.

Seeing the atmosphere on the top of the mountain, Chen Xu was silently guilty of Mr. Du, a thousand years later, and smiled and said to the First Emperor: "Poetry, songs, small ways. Your Majesty is the emperor of China. What is the comparison of a mountain village man like me? Today, I am on the top of Mount Tai. How can I not enjoy the beautiful scenery and beauty of Qilu? I have a strange thing. I originally wanted to wait until the shore of the East China Sea to present it to Your Majesty again, but when I was just writing the poem, I suddenly had a whim. It is speculated that it is related to the three-year agreement between Your Majesty and the gods and immortals such as Hou Sheng, and I need to avoid it. Therefore, I present this strange thing to Your Majesty!"

Chen Xu's words surprised everyone on the top of the mountain, and they all looked at Chen Xu with their mouths wide open.

Qin Shihuang was still for a long time before he came to his senses, and eagerly held Chen Xu's arm: "Why do you say this? Why can't you accompany me to the shore of the East China Sea?"

"Your Majesty, please do not ask. The secrets of heaven are hard to predict. I am just a dazed mind. But you should not worry. You will be safe and sound. You are just as I go with you. I am afraid that Hou Sheng and others will not dare to show up and let Your Majesty wait for a long time!"

The emperor opened his mouth slightly and closed it slowly, then nodded slightly with a solemn expression and said, "What do you want to offer me?"

Chen Xu reached out and took out a monocular telescope from the leather case where the grenade was inserted between his waist and smiled and handed it to the emperor, saying, "This thing is called Qianlijing. You can easily see the scenery more than ten miles away when you get close to your eyes!"

"There is such a magical thing, let me see it!" Qin Shihuang excitedly took the look glass.

"Your Majesty, you must observe like this... Close your left eye and open your right eye to look at the tower at the foot of the mountain..."

Under the guidance of Cheng Xu, Qin Shihuang made this heavy bronze with exquisite looking glasses engraved with Tai Chi Bagua patterns on the outside and pulled them away to his eyes.

Qin Shihuang only looked through the telescope, and couldn't help but shake his hand and quickly put the telescope down. He carefully observed the camp at the foot of the mountain before raising the telescope again.

"Hiss~~"

After comparing the two, Qin Shihuang couldn't help but pluck his cheeks and took a breath of cold air, held the telescope in front of him and turned his head to carefully observe the situation near the gear.

"It's amazing, it's so magical. When you look at such a distant place with this object, it's really as if it's right in front of you. I can see the carriage in the gear clearly..."

The emperor was instantly attracted by the magic of looking at the glasses. The telescope was raised and then put down. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked down the mountain. After a while, he began to look elsewhere. At the same time, he kept surprised and admired. The strange movements made Wang Ben Meng Yi and other officials accompanying him inexplicably and were all excited. They stretched their necks one by one to know what kind of magical thing the telescopic cylinder that Chen Xu presented to the emperor was.

Chen Xu has been researching the telescope for two years, but due to the problem of lens production and polishing technology, the effect has not been very good. First of all, high-quality lenses require high-purity crystals, and the materials are very difficult to find. Although the salt merchant Song Yan helped collect many crystal ores in Donghai County, they are almost all variegated, and there are many impurities. If it is placed in later generations, it may be considered a very distinctive stone and will be sought after by many collectors. However, in Daqin, most of these stones are garbage, and there is nothing else except for making some glass products of different colors. There are not many people who like colorful glass products. When they are made in Qinghe Store, the best ones are light colors or even colorless and transparent. The purer and clearer, the more popular and sought after, and the more expensive it is.

Even with pure crystals, the yield rate is not too high during the lens making process, and it is not easy to pour and polish a lens that completely meets the optical standards.

Although the telescope made at the beginning could also see a distance of seven or eight miles, due to poor focus, the distance was blurry and somewhat deformed. After continuous upgrades and transformations of Tang Ting's optical laboratory, it was finally possible to make a telescope that could see a distance of ten miles in two years.

This telescope is the best one. Chen Xu brought it out this time to give it to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, what is the magic of this Qianli Mile Mile Mile?" Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu, finally couldn't help speaking.

The First Emperor held the telescope and observed it around for a long time before putting it down and turning around and handing it to Wang Ben and said, "Marquis Tongwu also comes to see this magical Qianli Mile Mile Mile!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wang Ben took the telescope excitedly, followed Qin Shihuang's appearance, held the lens tube in front of him, turned a blind eye and looked down at the mountain.

"Hey~ It's really amazing..."

Wang Ben's face suddenly became extremely strange, and then he put down his telescope and looked down at the mountain and raised his glasses again.

"It's amazing, it's so amazing. Someone can clearly see the people walking down the mountain. Those Confucian scholars are still surrounded by the ground..."

Wang Ben was amazed while looking, which made Meng Yi unable to help but leaned over and said, "Marquis Tongwu quickly showed me a look!"

"Sir Meng, let me take a few more glances!" Wang Ben held the glasses and looked at them for about three minutes before he reluctantly handed the telescope to Meng Yi under Meng Yi's constant urging.
Chapter completed!