In a blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, which is the most important festival of the year besides the Spring Festival.

Since the Tang and Song dynasties, wherever the bright moon shines, people across China, regardless of gender, status, or whether they live in a family, go to high places to admire the moon, gather together to drink, and even play all night long until dawn.

The people of Nanjing are celebrating the festival, and Beijing, which has not been mentioned for a long time, is also celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival...

All the government offices in the capital were closed early today. All the disciples of the Science Sect returned home early to celebrate the holiday.

Although the master was no longer with us, they did not separate and still lived in the west courtyard of the Zhao Mansion in Chunsong Hutong.

Even the science exhibition hall in the East Courtyard still maintains the rhythm of being open on odd days and closed on even days.

The fellow disciples continued to innovate and put a lot of thought into it, and did not slack off just because the master left.

Later, even Li Maofang and Chen Yubi moved in. With the addition of Wang Xijue who stayed here every other day, the mansion was still very lively.

At this moment, Chef Wang was in the kitchen, holding two spatulas, working left and right, and was very busy.

Wang Wuyang led Wang Dingjue, Yu Shenxing, Li Maofang and Chen Yubei to think of their teacher while looking at the full-length portrait of Zhao Hao on the wall of the main hall.

The eldest brother was seen twisting incense, looking at the portrait of his mentor, who was wearing a net scarf on his head, a black-edged Confucian robe, holding a telescope in one hand and a globe with the other, and reported with tears in his eyes:

"Master, I have finished studying Chapter 5 of Conic Sections and Chapter 12 of Mathematical Principles of Natural Sciences, which is about the attraction of a sphere."

Li Maofang and Chen Yubi, who were standing at the end, lowered their heads in shame and whispered, "Master, it doesn't include us..."

"Although Second Junior Brother often writes to teach on behalf of the Master, without the Master's sincere guidance, the disciples' world is like an endless night without the warm sun."

"This includes." Li and Chen whispered again.

Then Wang Wuyang's hot tears flowed down his cheeks, and he choked up and said, "Today is the hundredth day since I left Master. I miss him."

"Master, we miss you." The fellow disciples also had red eyes and took turns burning incense for Zhao Hao.

Then they followed the eldest brother and kowtowed to the master, and after standing up, they said in unison:

"Master, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

~~

Chongming Island, Xisha Sea God Temple.

The newly appointed Chongming County Magistrate Jin Xuezeng and his senior brother and legal advisor Yu Shensi were also kowtowing in front of a bust of Zhao Hao.

In the bust, Zhao Hao is holding a book called "Mathematical Principles of Natural Sciences" in his hand, smiling with a wise look in his eyes.

"Today is the sixty-fifth day since I left my master. I miss him so much." Jin Xuezeng choked up.

"Wow, I miss my master..." The sensitive Yu Shensi cried even harder.

The two men had been in Chongming County for two months, but instead of finding the feeling of being the master of a county, they had suffered a lot and felt that being exiled was just like this.

Having suffered injustice and hardship, my longing for my master naturally became more genuine.

They were looking forward to their master coming to see them...

"Master, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, woo woo..."

~~

On Yangcheng Lake, disciples in Kunshan are celebrating the festival with their master.

In the houseboat specially borrowed from the Gu family, sitting on Zhao Hao's left and right were Hua Shuyang and Bei Peijia who came from Nanjing.

Also sitting there were Zhang Jian, Zhao Shizhen, Zhao Shixi, Xu Yuanchun, Xu Weizhi, and the thirty students who had come from Beijing.

Xuelang also shamelessly followed him onto the boat.

Master Zhao was talking to two disciples who had come from afar when he suddenly sneezed repeatedly.

"A-choo, a-choo, a-choo!"

"Close the window quickly, the lake breeze is too cold!"

"Don't freeze the teacher!"

"Master, cloak!"

The disciples all showed their courtesy and wanted to wrap him up in a quilt.

~~

Not far away on the Lou River, in another smaller pleasure boat.

Jiang Xueying, Ma Xianglan, Qiaoqiao, and her maid Xiao Yuner were also paying homage to Zhao Hao.

Of course not, people are worshipping the moon!

In this dynasty, the Mid-Autumn Festival has added a moon worship activity. At first, both men and women could worship the moon, young men prayed for fame and success, and young women prayed for a happy marriage.

Since when, there is a saying that "men don't worship the moon, and women don't worship the kitchen god". Worshiping the moon has become the privilege of girls, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has become the day that girls look forward to the most.

Because on the Mid-Autumn Festival, no matter how strict the family discipline is, parents will allow their daughters to invite their friends, dress up and go out, visit night markets, light lanterns, and play all night long without being blamed.

Parents are not afraid of their daughters learning bad things, because the bad boys are kept at home during the reunion festival and are not allowed to go out...

At this time, a long incense table was set up on the bow deck.

A "Moon God Tablet" is placed above in the direction of the moon, and offerings such as moon cakes, watermelons, apples, red dates, plums, and grapes are neatly arranged.

Jiang Xueying was in front, Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan were behind her on both sides, and Xiao Yuner was further back, all kneeling in front of the incense table.

The three girls followed Miss Jiang in burning incense and worshipping meticulously, praying devoutly to the Moon Goddess.

Secretary Ma actually didn't really believe in this, because as the secretary of the master of science, she had seen the pockmarked face of the moon through an astronomical telescope.

I know there is no Moon Palace or Chang'e there. Then who should I make this wish to?

But she didn't want to be seen as an outsider, so she was still trying to fill in the gaps there seriously.

While smoking the incense, she stole a glance at Jiang Xueying, who looked even more ethereal and otherworldly under the moonlight. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, so Chang'e is here.

Secretary Ma didn't even need to guess, he knew what wish Miss Jiang made.

She even felt a little regretful. Why did she wake up Miss Jiang when she was in Yangzhou?

Now, this smart girl, after overexerting herself in the early stages, quickly figured out Zhao Hao's thoughts and knew how to get into his heart.

Jiang Xueying stopped doing things that she was not good at. She understood that what Zhao Hao needed most, and what no one else could replace, was that she could be a good helper in his career.

Moreover, she was smart and always treated Zhao Hao with gentleness and consideration. After less than two months of getting along, they had become good friends who could talk about anything.

This made Secretary Ma secretly worry for the young county lady, and he wondered whether she had seen his letter.

If she doesn't rush over and start the battle to defend the young master, the victory that she has almost achieved will be snatched away by others!

~~

How could the little county lady in Beijing not be anxious?

Li Mingyue happened to receive the letter on the Mid-Autumn Festival. She didn't even bother going to the palace to spend the festival with her uncle, and ran to Dashamao Hutong to seek help from her "good friend of Daming" Zhang Xiaojing.

At that time, Zhang Xiaojing was in the room, playing the piano and singing to the painting "Beautiful Bamboos and Rocks".

"The light smoke and ancient ink describe half of this gentleman. No need to report safety, the stone fairy Xiang Fei has seen..."

Then the young county lady rushed in hurriedly, and she was so scared that she almost threw her lyre at Li Mingyue's head.

ps. The second update, where is the Shura Field everyone is looking forward to...