Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Mattikoris is completely obsessed with mathematics and ignores vulgar things.Mentor Tick Els is different. He does not rule out spending time on various affairs, and mathematics gives him a prudent mind, so that he can quite easily manage the research institute, arrange staff, and make plans, so Dave Si would let him serve as the dean of the institute.In this regard, Mattelis raised his hands in favor.

"I will think about it." Mento Tick Els replied cautiously.

"I understand the principle of this ballista!" At this time, Matti Kris came to Daveus excitedly, pointing at the drawing and exclaimed loudly: "Look here! Look here! This ballista is the most important It is these two things, one is a string made of strong livestock tendons, and the other is a pulley that can pull the string effortlessly. In addition, the longer the chute is, the longer the range will be, because the string It will be pulled away as much as possible, then the rebound will give the stone more power...I think the Syracuse is stupid, only uses a pulley, it is too simple, and it will be very laborious to use. Actually doing A set of pulleys, fixed at the end of the chute, will easily pull the string to the end of the chute. Give me the best carpenters and materials, I will soon make better ballistas than them !"

Madikeris’s confident expression satisfied Daveus. He smiled: “I’ve told Mento Tick Els just now that I’ll let the equipment engineers of the Legion Engineering Battalion go to the Institute of Mathematics as you Assistant, and Dionia has the best cattle in the entire Western Mediterranean, the Lucanian cattle, which can supply you with a large amount of quality beef tendons at any time.

"Great!" Mattikoris finished, and walked out with the drawings.

"Marti Corris, I have an idea." Daveus hurriedly called him: "If the ballista can accurately know the stone's landing point before shooting the stone, it can accurately hit the target for the operator. Is very helpful."

"This..." Matticoris and Mento Tickels did not feel that this was an additional burden for Daveus's proposal, but instead fell into thought.

"I have another idea." Daveus said seriously: "I think that no matter how much force we use and how many angles we throw at the object, the trajectory of the object in the air should be like this -" Dai Firth extended his finger, imagining different arcs in the air.

Martinique and Mento Tick Els stared intently at Davis' moving fingers thoughtfully.

"If there is no wind and the ground is at the same level, with the highest point of the trajectory of the thrown object in the air as the center, the trajectories on both sides should be able to overlap to fold up..." Daveus said flatly.

The two people were suddenly shocked when they were shocked.

"Executive... Lord Archon, this is... this... this is Hades's revelation to you again?!" Mentochkeels asked stutteringly.There have been several similar situations in the past. When talking to them, Davos occasionally put forward some novel ideas. After verification, they are all correct. Each time they are asked to study mathematical theory. The breakthrough has greatly expanded their knowledge.

"You can think of it this way." Daveus smiled mysteriously.

"Come! Come! You will draw the trace for me to take a closer look at now!" Matisse took Dave's hand excitedly, and went out without saying anything.

Davers understood what he meant. The floor of the living room was paved with marble. Of course, it could only be painted on the muddy ground in the courtyard, so he followed him out of the living room unintentionally.

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"Mother, come over and see soon! What did your father do in the garden and trample your flowers!" Cynthia shouted at the three Davers in the courtyard by the window of the bedroom on the second floor.

"Hush!" Kristya made a silent gesture and whispered, "Don't wake up your brother!"

She came to the window, looked down, and looked slightly frowned, and then turned around and smiled again: "Nothing, your father and some uncles are discussing mathematics." Although Christo loves flowers, but She is a general woman and will never embarrass her husband in public.

"What's mathematics?" Adoris asked next to him curiously.

"That's a very interesting knowledge. Your sister will learn it soon." Kristoa said softly with a smile.

"Can I go to school too?" Adolius asked longingly.

"Of course." Kristoa stroked his head. "But you are still young, you have to wait another year."

"I don't want to! I'm going to school with my sister now!" Adoris said dissatisfiedly.

"Brother, stop it! Listen to my mother, or I won't let my father tell you a story at night!" As he said this, Adrius quieted despite his mouth.

"Mother, I go to school and study with other boys. Is this really good?" Cynthia said hesitantly to Christoya.At this time, Cynthia was seven years old. According to Greek tradition, a 16-year-old girl could get married. She already knew a lot. From her childhood, her biological mother set an example to teach her how to be a woman in a Greek family.In her impression, her mother never walked out of the house, but now she has to study with many boys year after year, day after day in public, which makes her feel a little uneasy.

Christoia pulled Cynthia in front of her, while combing her slightly messy long hair, and said softly, "Boy, do you know how lucky you are! In addition to Dionysia, in other Greek city-states Girls like you are in the house for most of their lives, they are besieged in their houses, busy raising children, managing housework, they don’t know what the world is like, haven’t seen the games, haven’t enjoyed the drama, or even Haven’t you seen the sea, do you want your future life to be like them?!"

Cynthia shook her head hard with fear.

Christoya continued with emotion: "Your father is a great man! He worked hard to persuade the senate, so that your girls have the same opportunities as boys to learn. By then, not only you, but also school Girls from other civic families. Cynthia, you won’t be alone in school. Study hard. Prove that our women are not worse than men. Don’t let your father’s efforts go to waste!”

Cynthia nodded inexplicably.

In fact, although the social customs of the newly-rised Dionysian Union are different from other Greek city-states and are more open to the treatment of women, when Daveus proposed the proposal of "let girls and boys go to school together" in the Senate , Still met with opposition from many veterans.

Daveus was able to convince them that there was a paragraph that resonated with everyone: "... Let the girls of Dionysian citizens also go to school to learn more knowledge and skills and learn how to be in harmony with boys Getting along, knowledge will make them more self-cultivated, more temperamental, and more intelligent. Only when they grow up and get married will they have more common topics and hobbies with their husbands, which reduces the possibility of husbands going out to find brothels for fun , To ensure the stability of the family; to allow them to manage their family affairs more wisely, not to be blinded by cunning slaves; to allow them to better raise their children, so that the future citizens of Dionysia can Cultivating good habits is essential to their lives!"

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Since there were no electric lights in this era, when it was dark, most people went to bed except for a few rich people who continued to do things with candle lighting.Because they go to bed early, they wake up early in the morning, often after the rooster crows, and people start to get up.But for the diligent Dionysians, most of them get up earlier, often when the sky is still bright and the stars are still flashing at night, so they get up and start preparing for the work after sunrise.Only when the child does not like to get up early, he should start washing under the urging of his parents.

However, today, 13-year-old Patroclus rose early, and after his rush to wash, he helped his mother to bake bread, which made the mother feel very happy: the son who has always been naughty has experienced the invasion of Crotone After that, it really grew up.

At the dining table, the mother asked again with concern: "Cross, you really don't want me to send you to study...school?"

Patroclus shook his head like a rattle: "Don't! When the bad guys from Crotone came, I still sent letters to several nearby villages by myself! Even Uncle Aguilas praised me as a warrior . I’m so big, the school is in the city, and you need to give it away, it’s a shame!"

"But—" As soon as the slightly worried mother's words were spoken, he was interrupted by Paldro Ross' father, Parian Andros: "Let him go alone!"

Parian Andros looked at Patroclus with a serious expression: "When you come to school, listen to the teacher, let you do what you do, and if you don't perform well, I will beat you!" The illiterate father certainly hopes that his son can write and count There is a better future, but he can’t say better words of encouragement, and he can only scare the children with his usual tone, and Patroclusus, who often talks back, cleverly replied today: "I know, Dad!"

When Parian Andros was surprised, a knock on the door rang: "Who is it?"

"it's me."

"It's Uncle Aguilas!" Patroclush cheered and hurried to open the door.

"Little Cross should go to school today." Aguilas said, touching the head with a smile, "I brought you a schoolbag, a stylus, and a few waxed books." You can use the word-writing board and a small folding wooden chair to go to school."