"Sir said that the earth is immovable, so the palaces, buildings and other objects on the ground are also immovable, right?"

"It's natural."

"Then if an object is hung in the hall and allowed to swing, the swing trajectory of the object will not change?"

"What on earth do you mean."

"Just answer me yes or no."

"yes"

Mr. Fan thought for a while and replied.

"That's good."

Shen Xiyao turned around.

"Your Majesty, please have someone tie this long rope to the beam of the main hall, and tie a long sword to the other end. The tip of the sword hangs down to the ground, leaving a slight gap. Then spread fine sand on the ground."

Yang Ke nodded

"allow!"

After a while, everything was ready. Mu Jianming stepped forward and adjusted the length himself.

Shen Xiyao added: "Mr. Fan, according to what you said, if this long sword swings up, it will not change its direction, and the traces left on the sand will always be straight, right?"

Mr. Fan was a little confused and thought for a while before nodding.

"good."

Shen Xiyao smiled.

"Then take a look."

As he spoke, he pulled up the long sword and gently let it go. The long sword floated, leaving straight scratches on the ground.

Seeing the marks on the ground, Nanchu and his party breathed a sigh of relief.

The officials of the Wei Dynasty made Zichen Palace very excited.

Just a moment.

"Look, the sword mark has changed direction."

I don't know who shouted. Everyone's eyes were focused on the piece of sand.

At this time, the swing of the long sword was no longer as great as it was at the beginning, but it still faithfully maintained its previous movements, leaving traces on the sand.

"It's changed again."

Taixue Chen Jijiu shouted excitedly.

The faces of Nanchu and his party changed drastically, and they were dripping with cold sweat. They were no longer as calm as before.

Shen Xiyao stood aside with a smile.

"Mr. Fan, this seems very different from what you said."

"No, that's not right. You must have done something secretly. This is what happens when a woman becomes an official."

Mu Jianming's expression also darkened.

"Mr. Fan, if you don't believe me, you can do it yourself. But don't talk about whether women can be officials. This is the internal affairs of our country, Wei, and no one else is allowed to interfere."

"Of course I want to try it myself."

As he spoke, Mr. Fan stepped forward and grabbed the sword.

Shen Xiyao waved her hand, and someone smoothed the traces on the sand.

"Please."

Mr. Fan grabbed the long sword and took a few steps back, then pushed forward with force.

"Sand, sand, sand."

The tip of the sword faithfully left traces on the sand. After a while, the traces began to deflect again.

"This, this, this..."

Mr. Fan, who did not believe in evil, ignored the danger, stepped forward, grabbed the sword again, and pushed the sword out with more force.

The officials of the Wei State looked at Mr. Fan in jest, who was no longer as steady and elegant as before. Yang Ke sat on the dragon chair and felt secretly happy.

"Mr. Fan, there is no need to try again. The earth is not stationary. It is moving all the time. It's just that we are on the earth and cannot notice it."
Chapter completed!