The Spring Examination is imminent, but the latest and most popular news in Jinling City is not the Spring Examination, but about a bet.

"I heard that Juren swore that as long as Xing and Bo could send people to a hundred feet of heaven, he would ask for his own fame and fortune!"

"One hundred feet? My God! Isn't that a method like a god? What did Xing and Bo bet on?"

"Xing and Bo agreed, saying that if they could not send people to heaven, then he would lock up the academy and would not talk about literature from now on."

“…”

When this news spread, most of the literati in Jinling City were gloating.

But when someone deliberately spread the words Fang Xing said at the beginning of school, some literati fell silent.

"The unity of knowledge and action... is indeed mysterious!"

"The Rules of Disciples? Let's take a look... It's really a masterpiece of enlightenment!"

“…”

"Why did he really say that?"

"Master, this bet has been confirmed by many people. Fang Xing said that day!"

"Hahahaha! It's really a sin! I still want to go to heaven? I'll be ready to enter the ground when I see him!"

"When will it be revealed?"

"Master, three days later, just the day before the spring examination."

"That's right, I will find a reason to go and have a look."

Even after hearing about this gambling, Zhu Di felt that Fang Xing was crazy.

"What does that man want to do?"

Zhu Di felt that Fang Xing was really disappointing to use his reward as a bet.

Zhu Zhanji had just heard the news, so he said in a daze: "Xing and Bo may have made a decision in anger."

Zhu Di snorted coldly: "I'm so arrogant. If I lose, don't blame me..."

Fang Xing seemed to not feel the pressure. After staying in the study for a while, he called Zhu Fang.

"My uncle, there are so many cotton cloths, but I can't make clothes!"

Thanks to Zhu Yuanzhang's blessing, the Ming Dynasty began to plant cotton on a large scale very early, so cotton cloth is not a rare product.

But the cotton cloth that Fang Xing was not a local product.

Fang Xing handed Zhu Fang a simple drawing, a large airbag, and a hanging basket hanging under it.

"Find some tung oil, and then follow this drawing and make this kind of airbag with cotton cloth. As for hanging baskets, use bamboo to buffer when falling."

Zhu Fang looked at the marked large size and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why are you doing this?"

Fang Xing held his waist and said, "Did you see the thing next to me? The piston and the bottle have been prepared for me."

Zhu Fang looked at the stove below the drawings and the connected pedal-style bellows, and then he vaguely thought of something.

"Master, don't you want to use this to heaven?"

"No?"

This was a plan that Fang Xing racked his brains and vague memories, and he had no idea at all.

When Zhu Zhanji rushed over, he saw Fang Xing directing people to sew cotton cloth and asking people to stare at the side to check.

Xie Jin was there, looking at the drawings with interest, asking a few questions from time to time.

"Deva, can the air you mentioned really be able to take off?"

"Of course!"

Fang Xing was about to give Xie Jin a picture of the relationship between air density and buoyancy, but when he turned around, he saw Zhu Zhanji.

"Why are you here?"

Zhu Zhanji did not answer. He walked over and looked at the drawings. The things he had taught came out of his mind. He couldn't help but blurted out: "Brother Dehua, is this the relationship between air buoyancy in physics?"

Fang Xing said unexpectedly: "Yes, you actually remember, then you must still remember that the air will expand after heating, right?"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly realized: "Brother Dehua, then you want the air to expand and then increase the buoyancy, right?"

Fang Xing hadn't reacted yet, but Xie Jin was already stunned.

Damn, Taisun even understands this, and he has been taught by Fang Xing to become Fang Xue!

“Yes, that’s exactly that.”

Fang Xing pointed to the airbag that had sewn outlines and said, "Look, the airbag is so big, it is directly heated up the air in the opening, and people stand in the hanging basket. What do you think will happen?"

"Can fly!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up, and out of the other party's trust, all the worries that had been before came disappeared.

...

It took only three days. After a day, Fang Xing posted a notice at the door of Jubao Gate, saying that it would start one day in advance.

So the places outside Jubaomen became popular, but the Feng Shui treasure land on the city walls can only occupy a position if people with status have status.

Fang Xing was now accepting the tearful attack from his wife and concubines, and had no power to fight back.

"Isn't it okay if I don't go?"

Zhang Shuhui let go of Fang Xing's right arm, Xiaobai let go of his left arm, and burped, and said with tears in his eyes: "Young Master, you are not allowed to regret it."

"Don't go back on your word."

Fang Xing agreed, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zhang Shuhui is not so easy to fool. She wiped away her tears, called Xin Laoqi, and ordered: "Your master can't agree to that balloon. If he regrets it, do you know how to do it?"

Xin Laoqi said honestly: "Madam, don't worry, the youngest will definitely be optimistic about the master. If he wants to go up, the youngest will definitely pull him down."

Who is the one who decides this family?

Fang Xing complained inwardly, then said goodbye to his wife and concubine, and set off with a special large flatbed truck.

"Chief, we are going too."

The students who had just finished the class rushed out, and Fang Xingzheng was surprised why the professors ignored it.

"Dward, let's go together!"

Xie Jin wore new clothes today, and his hair and beard were meticulously taken care of, looking a little old and pretty.

"The mountain chief, I want to witness this miracle with my own eyes."

Tian Xiucai bowed solemnly and said that in his opinion, Fang Xing’s success is a miracle. Even if he fails, he was convinced by this spirit of daring to try.

Fang Xing glanced and smiled and said, "Okay, our Zhixing Academy will be collectively debuted today!"

When we arrived on the avenue, we were crowded with people on both sides. After seeing Fang wake up, we started to get lively.

"Xinghe Bo, can you really go to heaven today?"

Fang Xing smiled and refused to answer. There were people from the Five Cities of the Military Control Commission in front of him to maintain order, allowing the people from the academy and the flatbed cart to pass.

On the city wall of Jubao Gate, Zhu Gaochi was sitting in the middle, beside him was Zhu Zhanji standing. Wanwan, under the protection of the nanny, was looking at the direction of Fangjiazhuang, and was extremely anxious.

As representatives sent by Zhu Di, Hu Guang and Yang Rong were on the side of Zhu Gaochi.

Yang Rong couldn't sit still, so he stood up from time to time to look at the battlement of the city wall. When he turned around, he saw Hu Guang holding a tea cup and slowly tasting tea.

"Mr. Hu, Xing and Bo are also the ones who have made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty. Can't we stop this ridiculous gambling?"

Hu Guang put down the teacup and lowered his eyes and said, "A man's promise, isn't Xing and Bo the most important promise? This is to seek benevolence and get kindness. We can only cherish it."

Yang Rong's eyelids were pounding wildly. He felt that it was not a good sign, so he turned around again, ready to see if Fang woke up.

"Fang wakes up!"

A crisp sound came, and Wanwan ran back without knowing her sorrow. After seeing everyone's eyes on her, she hid beside Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Gaochi smiled slightly and said, "Where is your elder brother?"

Wanwan pouted and said, "Brother is below, saying that she wants to watch the balloon ascend to the sky!"

"Ascend to heaven?"
Chapter completed!