Li Gui is crying.

"Grandma Er, everything I did was for Master Er. I didn't do anything wrong."

Wang Xifeng, no matter what he says, the order given by the ancestor must be carried out.

"If you cry again, even your wife and I will not come here."

Putting down these cruel words, Wang Xifeng went back.

Others on the side pulled Li Gui away.

When Jia Baoyu went back, he wanted to go to Gaozhuang, but he was coaxed by Xi Ren and others and forgot about the complaint.

When the wet nurse came to the door crying, he remembered why he came back.

Nurse: "That one has no conscience. Come home quickly and go to your ancestors to complain."

"Brother, you know Li Gui. You follow you wholeheartedly. If you don't want him anymore, how will he live in the future?"

Jia Baoyu quickly picked up the nanny and said to her: "I will go to my ancestors to seek justice for my brother."

Went there, but Jia Mu was nowhere to be seen.

He called the girl and said: "My ancestors are not feeling well and are missing. I just came back from school, so why not go and review your lessons first?"

"The ancestors said that Li Gui is not doing things well, so let him go home and rest, and let Mingyan follow you. Tomorrow, you have to go to the clan school early."

When Jia Baoyu heard this, he immediately lost his temper and said, "Grandma, if you don't like to see me, just don't see me. You won't see me when I die."

How could all the girls hear the word "death", so they all came to coax Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu gave up on herself and didn't know how to face the nanny. She was so angry that she ran to find Sister Baochai.

Qingwen wanted to pull him, but he pushed her instead.

Qingwen was angry and went back to scold the nanny.

The nanny and Qingwen quarreled and shouted in the yard: "If something happens to your master, why do you need to attack servants like us? It's unreasonable."

Qingwen put her hands on her hips and said, "As a servant, how can you be bigger than your master?"

The next day, Jia Baoyu went to the clan school. He was personally admitted to the clan school by the mountain chief and sat in the T-shaped classroom.

Jia Baoyu disagrees.

Mountain Chief: "This is what the patriarch ordered. The patriarch said that if you don't sit down, Qin Zhong will be ordered to drop out of school.

Mr. Bao, you don’t want Qin Zhong to work hard for more than a year and get nothing in the end, right?”

The whole classroom was lonely, with no one except the Master. Jia Baoyu was extremely bored.

He wanted to talk nonsense, but if it was not an academic question, the mountain leader would not answer him.

He wanted to go to the hut, and the mountain chief personally took him there and sent him back.

He was in a daze and wanted to draw, but found that there was no ink, Mingyan was not in the classroom, and he was not very good at grinding, so he could only wait until get out of class was over.

At the end of the day, it was boring, and Jia Baoyu was even more bored.

These boring days continue.

Jia Mu was also very happy to see that he had become more self-disciplined.

Seeing how hard he worked, Jia Zheng was even more convinced that it was right to send Baoyu to study in the clan.

Then I didn't know that Jia Baoyu had already made a plan. He was going to pretend to be ill and not go to the clan school.

At this point, Jia Rong returned to Tongzhou and continued to study the locomotive.

Taking out a stack of calculation papers, the craftsmen checked each one to see what went wrong.

In a corner that he couldn't see, someone was constantly calculating, and a lot of manuscripts were spent.

Jia Rong: "Let's take it out and try it out. It will work this time."

The locomotive pulled out the factory door again, connected various pendants, and then began to pull the sacred tree.

The locomotive's steam engine was banging and puffing out smoke, and the sacred tree was a little loose.

Jia Rong: "It can be done."

"It will definitely happen."

Continuously shoveling in fuel, still can't make the sacred tree move.

"Failed again."

"Go back to find a civilian husband."

"Maybe, there are other ways."

When everyone was agitated, Chen Wentao took out a stack of paper and said, "I found the reason."

Everyone looked over and saw Chen Wentao, and some didn't believe it.

This person was sent to oversee the work.

Jia Rong asked him: "Tell me what you found."

"Reduce the fuel by half." Chen Wentao said firmly.

"Reduced by half? How is this possible? It can't be pulled here because the strength is not enough. If the fuel is reduced, wouldn't it be even weaker?"

"Mr. Chen, if you don't know how to do it, don't talk nonsense. You can't understand this stuff."

"A layman is giving random orders here."

Chen Wentao blushed when he was told that. He raised his head and lowered it again, seeming to give up arguing.

Jia Rong wanted to give him a chance, "Tell me why. If what you say is right, we can try it."

Chen Wentao raised his head, can you believe me?

Jia Rong encouraged him.

Chen Wentao took the paper and said: "I have calculated that the area of ​​​​these fuels is too large, and new fuels are added before they are completely burned. The heat released by combustion is too little, so there is insufficient strength.

Therefore, the combustion should be reduced by half and the charcoal should be put in at an even speed, so that the fuel can release a large amount of heat, allowing the steam pot to continuously boil, triggering thrust and converting it into pulling force."

Jia Rong raised her head and said, "Why did I forget this question? Fortunately, you reminded me."

"If too much fuel is put in, there will be too little oxygen, which will affect the fuel's burning rate."

Jia Rong patted him and said, "Thank you very much."

"Man, open the gas turbine port and add an extra vent."

Jia Rong trotted over and directed the cook to light the fire.

As the sound of the steam train sounded, the gears began to turn, turning faster and faster.

"Tightened."

"It's moving."

"Master Jia, the sacred tree has moved."

Everyone cheered and shouted.

Jia Rong stood on the locomotive, laughing loudly, "Let's go to Kyoto."

The locomotive steam engine made a banging sound, and the wheels and rails made a churning sound.

A sacred tree with a diameter of two meters high passes through the mountains and ridges and approaches Kyoto.

The caravan who was resting next to the official road suddenly stood up and said, "Dad, look, a piece of wood is flying in the sky."

"What are you talking about?"

"Really, look quickly."

Everyone looked in his direction and really saw a piece of wood climbing up the slope and slowly appearing on the top of the mountain not far away.

"Has the god descended to earth?"

"The wood is actually flying in the sky!"

"No, did you hear the chant?"

"No. There was no shouting, so it wasn't carried by humans. Could it be that gods really came down to earth?"

There can be no ghosts in the blue sky and white sun, only gods descending to earth.

A Taoist man knelt down and said, "Welcome the gods."

"Welcome to the Great Immortal. The Great Immortal will definitely let me make a lot of money."

"Just ask the gods for blessings, and your family will be healthy."

At this time, a group of people appeared driving a carriage and pulling the rails.

Seeing this group of people kneeling down to greet the sacred tree, they burst into laughter.
To be continued...