The Great Song Dynasty: You were put in charge of teaching, and you produced a whole bunch of prime

Zhao Yunrang's cry of "There's a tree!" was like pouring a ladle of ice water into a pot of boiling oil.

The once bustling top floor of Fanlou suddenly erupted in chaos.

"Your Highness! Are you alright?"

"Could it be that he's been bewitched? Quick, protect him!"

Several daring wealthy merchants, while verbally expressing concern, scurried forward as if their feet were on grease, desperately trying to get closer to the rosewood shelf.

The more they were told it was the gates of hell, the more these people wanted to stick their heads in and take a look.

That's what we call human nature.

"Everyone, step back three steps!"

Jiang Lin shouted, without using a megaphone, yet his voice carried an undeniable air of authority. He slowly took out a piece of deerskin, gently wiping his clean, dust-free goggles, his gaze sweeping over the entire room.

"This is the Heavenly Eye, which absorbs the essence of the sun and moon. If you, with your vulgarity, were to offend the formation, even the extermination of your entire family would not be enough to compensate for this 'Heavenly Eye'."

These words are so arrogant that they would have been beaten to death on ordinary days.

But at this moment, Jiang Lin stood under the only beam of moonlight, as if he were truly protected by divine light.

With even the dignified Prince of Runan trembling, the crowd was genuinely intimidated and obediently retreated into a semi-circle.

"The land is vast," a salt merchant with a protruding belly swallowed hard, his eyes glued to the copper pipe, "can you really... see Chang'e?"

Jiang Lin glanced at him as if he were an ant: "Vulgar."

He casually fiddled with the lens, pointed at the salt merchant, and said, "Come up. Look with one eye, hold your breath and concentrate. If your mind is not sincere, nothing will be seen."

The salt merchant approached tremblingly, his eyelids covered by eyeglasses.

In that instant, the world fell silent.

Shen Kuo's specially formulated soft-focus filter, combined with a high-purity convex lens, violently brought the white disc that had hung in the sky for thousands of years right before his eyes.

The desolation and grandeur that were so palpable directly shattered the worldview of the ancients.

"My goodness..."

The salt merchant's body stiffened, and two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably down his cheeks: "So many pits...so many huge pits..."

"What pit?" The person next to him was so anxious that he scratched his head.

The salt merchant suddenly looked up, pointed at the sky, and stammered, "The moon... its face is covered in pockmarks! No, it's covered in pits! Huge pits!"

The crowd erupted in uproar. The moon is a flawless jade plate; how could it possibly have a crater?

"ignorance."

Jiang Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his voice clear and cold, carrying a profound sense of compassion: "That's not some mortal pit; it's a miracle."

He walked over to the copper pipe, pointed to the craters on the moon's surface, and began his masterful deception.

"See those dents? In ancient times, the water god Gonggong angrily struck Mount Buzhou, causing the pillar of heaven to break and affecting the Moon Palace. Those seemingly broken pits are the remains of the shattered Moon Palace!"

Everyone gasped. So that's how it is! The logic is complete!

"What about those little pits that form a chain around it?"

Jiang Lin's lips curled slightly, revealing a knowing smile: "You don't leave footprints when you raise rabbits?"

The entire venue fell silent for three seconds.

"You mean..." the man's voice trembled, "those were the footprints of the Jade Rabbit?!"

"A divine beast of this size could probably travel a thousand miles with a single stomp," Jiang Lin exclaimed.

"What you see is not a pit, but a divine opportunity! It is the merit accumulated by the Jade Rabbit pounding medicine for all living beings day and night!"

boom--!

The scene erupted in cheers.

What meteorite crater? That's an auspicious sign! It's a miracle left by the Jade Rabbit, which could crush an entire division with a single stomp!

Whether a single glance can grant immortality is unknown, but that one glance is enough to boast about for three lifetimes!

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

"Those are the axe marks from Wu Gang chopping down the cassia tree! I saw them!"

"Nonsense! Those are clearly footprints left by the Moon Goddess Chang'e while she was dancing!"

A group of powerful and wealthy people who are usually so shrewd that they have no sense of self-worth are now arguing heatedly over whether the crater on the moon was made by a rabbit or by Wu Gang.

Only Su Shi, in the corner, was silently banging his head against a pillar.

The headmaster is trying to completely fool them!

What the hell are those Jade Rabbit footprints?! That's clearly the "meteorite impact crater" you told me about last night! Don't you have any conscience packaging this kind of scientific knowledge as feudal superstition?!

"Everyone!"

Jiang Lin clapped his hands, regaining control of the pace. "Tonight's theme is 'Watching Chang'e Take a Bath.' What is taking a bath? To remove the false and reveal the true nature of things, that is taking a bath."

"This Heaven-Reaching Mirror is a heaven-defying artifact; each use depletes its spiritual energy. Moreover..."

Jiang Lin's expression turned serious, and his voice lowered, carrying a hint of intimidation:

"This mirror can only be used to view the heavens, not the earth. The mortal world is too turbid. If you use it to look at mundane objects on earth, the mirror will break, which is a minor matter. The user may be punished by heaven and go blind."

(Actually, it's because the focus is locked at infinity, so things up close look like a blob of paste.)

"So, I only brought three tonight."

Jiang Lin held up three fingers, like a devil peddling souls: "The Three Platforms Connecting to Heaven, the highest bidder wins. This is the only bridge to communicate with Heaven."

In a corner of the crowd, a pair of deep eyes suddenly narrowed.

That was Xiao Temo, the head of the Liao Dynasty's Imperial City Guard who had infiltrated Bianjing.

He remained hidden in the shadows without saying a word until he saw the clearly visible crater, at which point his heart began to pound wildly.

To hell with the Jade Rabbit footprints!

Screw Chang'e taking a bath!

As a seasoned general, when he first saw the terrifying clarity, only two words came to his mind: military intelligence!

If we could bring this item back to the Liao Dynasty and display it on the city wall of the capital, or in front of the two armies, wouldn't we be able to see the Song army's every move as clearly as reading the lines on their palms?

As for the "invisible ground"? Xiao Temo didn't believe it at all. Song Dynasty craftsmen loved to create such mystiques; they would take it back, disassemble it, and study it, and they could always find a way to solve it.

We must get our hands on this! It's a divine artifact for the Liao Dynasty to conquer the Central Plains!

"Five thousand strings of cash!" A wealthy merchant was the first to call out a bid.

"Five thousand strings of cash for a ball?! I'll offer eight thousand!"

"Ten thousand strings of cash! Anyone who dares to compete with me is disrespecting Zhao Yunrang!" Although the Prince of Runan was quite frightened, he could not lose his momentum.

Jiang Lin stood on the stage, waving a folding fan, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping across the entire audience, finally lingering on the "Western Regions merchant" for half a second in a very subtle way.

A few days ago, the Imperial City Guard provided a lead, saying that the head of the Liao spy network was near Fanlou. He liked to act extravagant and had a scar near his eye.

Jiang Lin's lips curled into a cold smile.

Since we've come all this way, how can we face the brothers who died at Yanmen Pass if we don't leave our underwear behind?

"Fifteen thousand strings of cash!"

In the corner, the bearded businessman finally raised his paddle. His voice was rough, with a barely perceptible, harsh accent.

The entire room fell silent.

Fifteen thousand strings of cash? That's the price of a three-courtyard mansion in the heart of Bianjing! Just to buy a copper pipe for watching the moon?

Zhao Yunrang was so angry that his beard stood on end: "Where did this barbarian come from? Don't you know any manners?"

Xiao Temo ignored him, staring intently at Jiang Lin on the stage with a fierce and greedy look in his eyes.

The funds he brought for this event amounted to 50,000 strings of cash, which were originally intended to bribe officials, but now the money has found a better use.

Once the "Heavenly Mirror" is obtained, the Song Dynasty's territory will be the Liao Dynasty's!

"Fifteen thousand strings of cash." Jiang Lin's smile widened, a smile that carried three parts approval and seven parts pity for slaughtering a fat sheep. "Is there anything higher? If you miss tonight, you'll have to wait another hundred years."

The scene was completely silent. Although everyone there had money, they weren't fools.

Xiao Temo sneered inwardly: The Song people are indeed short-sighted, only knowing how to have fun, unaware that this is a vital national asset.

Just when he thought victory was assured and was preparing to go on stage to make the deal.

Jiang Lin suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Smack."

In the darkness, the melodious sound of a piano flowed in like water, instantly washing away the stench of money that filled the room.

A soft beam of light shone on the side of the terrace.

A stunningly beautiful woman in a simple white dress walked out gracefully, carrying a pipa. She was Jiang Lin's "ultimate weapon" for tonight.