Here's part 2 of the story about Kang Xi The Emperor:
Map of Beijing
“Dad, can I go with you today?” Asked the young boy. His dad was working with Karel Slavicek, who was making a map of the city of Beijing. Part of the reason he wanted to go with his dad was to explore and help his dad. The other reason was because he loved his “Uncle Karel,” a man who came from Europe. In Beijing there was a group of people who traveled all the way from Europe. They called themselves Jesuit Missionaries. The little boy loved hearing them tell their stories about their travels, the roads they went on, and about their life before China. Some of them had just come to China and were learning Chinese. These people often told the best stories because they acted out a lot of their stories since they didn’t always know the right Chinese words.
Uncle Karel had been in China a few years already so his Chinese was good. It wasn’t perfect, but he could have a conversation and tell wonderful stories to the young boy. He started working with his dad and a few other people to make a map of Beijing. The boy’s family was from Beijing and his dad was an architect. That’s why his dad was chosen as one of the people to work on this big map. At first the boy didn’t even know what a map was. He had seen his dad work with paper before, drawing designs for buildings.
Every time he asked his dad what a map was, his dad would say, “Pretend that you’re a bird and you fly high above the city. What would you see?”
“I think I would see trees and buildings,” the boy would say.
“Anything else? How about the big palace where the emperor lives. Would you see the water around it and maybe some of the bridges?” Asked the father
“Yes, and I could even look inside the big palace! That’s something that no one ever gets to do! Dad, can I be a bird and fly over the city like this?” He asked.
“No, but you can help me make the map,” said the dad.
This day was a sunny autumn day. Autumn was the boy’s favorite time or year because it was when all of the Gingko trees and the other trees changed colors. The weather was usually nice too. He asked his dad again if he could go and his dad’s answer was, “Sure, why not. You can help me. Today we need to walk and count how many steps we take to get from one side of the Forbidden City to the other.”
“You mean that I can go to the Forbidden City with you and Uncle Karel today?” The boy asked excitedly.
“Yes, you can help us. But we need to count our steps, so you can’t distract us!”
“So I can go inside the Forbidden City?” He asked.
“No, of course not! No one ever goes in there! We’re going to walk on the outside part of the big palace, by where the water is and see how big it is.”
“Then what?” The boy asked.
“Then we go back to Uncle Karel’s house and write it down. He’s really good at drawing, much better than me. I just do the walking and tell him the numbers. He puts it all together in the map,” the dad said.
“How long will it take until you finish the map?”
“Probably a few more months. We have to measure everything by walking everywhere and counting our steps. Uncle Karel wants the map to show exactly how big and small everything is.”
“Dad, you have the coolest job!” The boy said as he gave his dad a hug.