When he introduced the cotton velvet to Zhao Shizhen last time, he accidentally told him that the secret of nitroscopic cotton was leaked, and Zhao Hao made up his mind to keep the secret strictly.

The four words of reason are: "maintain generation difference".

As a charlatan with great prophecy... Oh no, scientist, no, no one knows better than Zhao Hao that after the Industrial Revolution, the development of science and technology and productivity is no longer linear, and every technological breakthrough drives the "leap-step" improvement of productivity.

This leads to the combat effectiveness of the party that has completed the "overstep" and forms a "generation difference" against opponents who are still at the original level.

What a desperate word is the term for generation difference? Once generation difference is formed, there will be no count of the right time, place, people and advantages. Those who wait for the backward side will only fail and repeated failures. Until it completes the "leap", it can catch up with the advanced side and compete fairly with the other side.

Therefore, the backward side will definitely try to smooth out the generation gap at all costs. This is the truth that even the "I, the Qing Dynasty" knows.

Therefore, Zhao Hao is convinced that any invention that will trigger generation differences will inevitably be reversely cracked and copied by the opponent, sooner or later.

After all, the Ming Dynasty was not playing stand-alone games. In this era, the other two super empires on Earth, Ottoman and Spain, were both in their heyday.

In addition to the global empire Spain and the intercontinental empire Ottoman, there is also France, which competes for hegemony with Spain on the European continent. The Netherlands and England are about to line up to rise.

Oh, by the way, there is also the Florence that divides the earth equally with Spain.

Zhao Hao's eyes never only stayed in the Ming Dynasty. He knew very well that if he wanted to embrace the Age of Discovery, he would inevitably become opponents with these countries.

Zhao Hao knew very well that he was not a genius. If he was a genius, he would not be often hit by his students.

All his reliance comes from great prophecy. And as his butterfly flapped his wings, history will eventually lead to a completely unfamiliar path.

At that time, all historical knowledge was missing, and only technology could still become his basis.

Therefore, Zhao Hao must be cautious about these key technologies that will cause ‘generation difference’.

After all, leading two generations will not bring greater overwhelming advantages than leading one. If you want to enjoy the generation difference bonus for a longer period of time, you should try to keep your new technology as confidential as possible and delay the time when the new technology is released.

In Zhao Hao's opinion, as long as he can always maintain an overwhelming advantage against the enemy, rashly adopting unnecessary advanced technology will only shorten the time for the opponent to catch up, and prevent the opponent from taking detours, which will definitely be harmful to him or not.

If he could keep the Ming Dynasty at least two hundred years of generation gap against Europe, no matter what his ending was, the final victory would definitely belong to the Ming Dynasty.

This is the 'finite generation difference theory' that Mr. Zhao established and practiced throughout his life.

Of course, in the eyes of the Thais, this theory is almost as notorious as his daimyo, and is therefore also known as the "Datian Curse that shrouded Europe for four hundred years".

In fact, even among historians in the Ming Dynasty, his theory was mixed... Especially in the eyes of those idiots who clamored that "science has no borders", he was narrow nationalism and delayed the progress of all mankind.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhao had already passed away at that time, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have popped out of the coffin and exploded the chrysanthemums of these unworthy descendants in the Longqing style.

Life is so easy to raise idiots, it doesn’t matter whether people are racial...

So no matter how hard Zhao Shizhen tried, Zhao Hao refused to reveal a word.

This has nothing to do with trust, but an unshakable principle.

Seeing the two ending the conversation, Zhao Shizhen sank into the water and whispered bubbles. Li Chengen walked to Zhao Hao with two long legs, and then sat down.

"Drink some." Li Chengen handed the celadon cup to Zhao Hao.

"I'm still young." Zhao Hao naturally refused to answer. He glanced at the drunken little lord. This guy started drinking at the age of twelve or thirteen.

But Zhao Hao respects other people's lifestyles. Even if Li Chengen goes to the kiln, he will not say nonsense.

Lee Cheng-en also glanced at Zhao Hao and said meaningfully: "It's not too small."

"Go to you." Zhao Hao quickly blocked his vital points with a bath towel.

"Hahahaha..." Lee Cheng-en burst out laughing, raised his head and drank all the wine in his glass, threw the porcelain wine glass into the soup pool, and then spread his arms comfortably and sat on the wall of the pool.

"Tell you something serious." He suddenly lowered his voice: "A man named Zhao is not very authentic in his work!"

Zhao Hao felt nervous and thought to himself, Could it be that my father's incident was revealed? He quickly kicked Zhao Shizhen, who was still bubbled under the water, and said with a forced smile: "Everyone has the freedom to choose his lifestyle. It is better not to interfere as a junior."

"Uh..." Lee Seung-en was stunned when he heard this, and after a while he said strangely: "Yes, I admit that you are older than me, but at best, when will my brother become my elder?"

"What? Are you younger than my uncle?" Xiwa was furious when she heard this, and flew over and came to settle the score. "I also said it was my uncle all day long! Your uncle is, you dare to take advantage of me!"

"Not much difference." Lee Cheng-en kicked Xiwa away.

"Cough cough..." Zhao Hao coughed awkwardly and said, "Hi, it was me who was talking about it."

"Who else can I say? Of course it's you!" Li Chengen said with a very idiotic look on his face: "I'm such a good person as an old senior, I can't even love him, so how could I say to him?"

"Okay, I misunderstood." Zhao Hao pulled a dry cotton towel to wipe his sweat, and said with a dry smile: "What the hell is it? I'm listening to this."

"What else can I do? My sister!" The dead girl raised her tone and stared at Zhao Hao in a complicated mood and said, "She came from Beijing to find you. It has been more than half a month, but you have not taken her to your house once. She is going to pay homage to your grandfather, but you are still stopping you! This is too much!"

Zhao Hao wiped the saliva on his face and smiled bitterly: "I have explained this to Mingyue and got her understanding. Haven't you heard her say it?"

"Uh..." Lee Chengenxin said, "Will I not want to live any pot without opening any pot?

But how could he see that his sister didn't say anything to him? Then she smiled dryly and said, "I said that I said it. But after drinking too much wine, I have a bad memory, so I forgot."

"There is no need to tell you again, you will forget anyway." Zhao Hao laughed.

After all, he hasn't figured out what kind of deep hatred he has with his grandfather and his godmother...

"Uh..." Lee Cheng-en scratched his head and smiled, "If you don't say it, forget it." As he said that, he widened his eyes again and said, "You are not allowed to be wronged by my sister, do you know?!"

"Mingyue is also my sister. I will not even feel wronged." Zhao Hao said lightly.

"But she not only wants to be your sister..." Lee Cheng-en muttered in a low voice.

"I know." Zhao Hao did not avoid this question.

"Uh, you know?" Lee Seung-en was startled and then smiled awkwardly: "That's right, she wished everyone in Daming knew about it. How could you not know?"

"Yes." Zhao Hao looked up at the bright moon in the sky and smiled bitterly.

"What do you think?" Lee Seung-en lowered his voice and asked tightly.

"I just said it." Zhao Hao replied.

"You..." Lee Cheng-en felt relieved and said with a grim expression: "You mean, you don't mean that to her?"

"How old is she? She is fifteen years old!" Zhao Hao said with a look of course: "If I have that idea of ​​her, I will not be a beast?"
Chapter completed!