Chapter 612 A Dream of Youth 144
"Alright, I will come to the palace again in three days to take Her Majesty's pulse, and we will discuss it further then."
Seeing that Xie Ning agreed, Yan Xi also said, "The Imperial Observatory has an almanac; I'll go borrow it!"
Xiang Youyi carefully folded Xie Ning's manuscript paper, her eyes filled with expectation as she looked at Xie Ning, "Young Miss Xie, may I borrow these manuscript papers to take back and read them carefully?"
"Okay." The above are some solutions and applications of higher-order functions. Here, although there are similar ones, the development of mathematics is definitely much behind the era she experienced.
Xie Ning was also very interested in the almanac that Yan Xi mentioned, although she did not know much about astronomy and had only read related documents during her fourth life.
At that time, it was to collect relevant data for testing the weapon system she was researching.
The study of calendrical calculations is not something lofty and unattainable; it is closely related to people's lives. However, very few people actually delve into this field, mainly because, under the prevailing circumstances, studying literature and seeking official positions, as well as learning politics, are the mainstream pursuits.
Of course, there are also those who find it difficult to make a living by studying calendars, algorithms, physiognomy, etc. Except for the truly wealthy family members who have access to relevant books, most others rarely study these subjects in detail, at most touching upon them while reading.
Xiang Youyi should have studied music, chess, calligraphy, painting, needlework, housekeeping, and so on, just like other young ladies. However, influenced by her elder brother from a young age, she gradually became interested in these "unorthodox" academic disciplines, such as "physiognomy," which she learned from her elder brother, Xiang Jianjun.
Who would have thought that the eldest son of the Xiang family disliked Confucian classics and devoted himself solely to the study of divination?
Because the Xiang family had many sons, it wouldn't have been a problem for Xiang Jianjun to live a leisurely life as a hermit. However, he said the wrong thing and was therefore confined to his attic at home for ten years.
Xiang Youyi carried a lantern up to the pavilion. He saw a few leaves fall down the stairs, picked them up one by one, and walked up behind a person.
A dark blue jacket was loosely draped over the man's body, as if it might slip off at any moment. His dark hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall, swaying slightly with his movements and exuding a faint bamboo fragrance.
"Brother."
Xiang Youyi sat opposite him and placed the manuscript in his hand on the table. "I went to the palace to see Princess Yanxi today, and her appearance has changed."
The man then raised his head. He was handsome, with a gentle look between his brows, like a refined gentleman. But upon closer inspection, his eyes were filled with indifference.
"She survived."
Xiang Youyi's eyes seemed to hold disbelief. "Elder brother, since you've miscalculated, then aunt..."
"The Xiang family has none..." Xiang Jianjun frowned, then took out his tortoise shell divination method. When a few copper coins fell on the table, Xiang Jianjun fell silent.
Xiang Youyi smiled and said, "The fate of the Xiang family has changed."
"Brother, I'll go talk to Father and ask him to release you."
Back then, Xiangjianjun offended his aunt by predicting Yanxi's early death. Later, he also said that his aunt was destined to have no children. This was not spread because he had been imprisoned in Jingxin Pavilion at that time, and ten years have passed since then.
"stop."
Xiangjianjun looked up at his younger sister, his eyes calm and indifferent. "The Purple Star is moving, but I never said it came from that unborn little prince."
"If it's not this young prince, then who is it? Could it be my aunt's later prince?"
Both men agreed that the fetus in the Queen's womb was a boy, but they never said it to the public.
“Youyi, the heavens are unpredictable, and human affairs are ever-changing. You are too attached to appearances.” He never claimed that his divinations were 100% accurate.
Xiang Youyi was somewhat anxious, but no matter how she asked, Xiang Jianjun would not say another word. Under Xiang Jianjun's warning, she dared not tell her father the results of the divination.
She could only slump angrily onto the table, completely losing her usual dignified and ladylike demeanor.
Seeing Xiangjian Jun pick up those manuscripts, she perked up a bit. "These were calculated by that Miss Xie. They are all questions from the calculation book I got from you. Brother, take a look at this. Weren't you calculating this a few days ago?"
"Miss Xie has figured it out. Although I can't verify if it's right or wrong, according to Miss Xie's line of reasoning, it should be correct..."
Xiang Youyi explained the problems to Xiang Jianjun one by one. Xiang Jianjun solved some of the problems, but Xie Ning also proposed several different solutions.
The two gradually forgot about their earlier argument and became engrossed in their calculations.
The eldest son of the Prime Minister's family is skilled in both literature and martial arts. If he were willing to take up an official post, he would surely be among the successful candidates. However, he prefers to stay in his small attic studying books. Even if his father, the Prime Minister, gives him permission, he has no interest in going out.
This time, however, he was tempted, because what Xie Ning revealed was too attractive to him. But in the end, he still did not step out of the courtyard, and only took a few more books for Xiang Youyi.
"You said Miss Xie should like these, so take them all and chat with her more. If there's anything else she wants, come find me."
Jingxin Pavilion is the place in the Prime Minister's residence with the richest collection of books, especially since he has collected quite a lot of books himself in recent years.
"Brother, aren't you going yourself?"
Xiang Youyi patiently explained that her father only intended to teach her eldest brother a lesson at first, but he never expected that her eldest brother would actually stay away for ten years.
Now, even if you offer a way out, the other party won't accept it.
"No, it's getting late, you should go back." Xiangjianjun sat cross-legged on the couch, then looked up at the bright stars in the sky. Perhaps if you stay alone for too long, it will really be hard to get along with others.
Or perhaps he genuinely enjoys this feeling of being alone.
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