[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

When Zhao Qingyu entered the villa, the door was open.

Long Mu used the housekeeper password to lift some security restrictions, and put the information of Qing Yu and others into the white list through the Internet.

Lights are lit everywhere, not only the ceiling lights that can illuminate the lobby, but also the insignificant decorative lights and colorful lights that are only turned on during festivals.

There was a faint sour smell in the air. Qingyu hadn't been in a chemical laboratory for a long time, so she couldn't smell what kind of solution it was.

"Where's Steward Wang?" He looked at the exposed wall, and when he turned his head, he saw Long Mu who was painting the wall with a bucket of liquid.

With a bucket of solution and a bucket of clear water, along with the bristle brush's sweeping trajectory, the wallpaper with complicated patterns was dissolved, revealing a smooth wall surface.

And the ink on the blackboard scattered on the wall is strangely unaffected by the acidic solution.

"Butler Wang was taken away by Liu Xi." Long Mu concentrated on painting the wall, and he looked more like a little chef in protective clothing: "I don't know exactly what happened, anyway, I won't be returning to the villa in a short time gone."

It doesn't count as lying.

Zhao Qingyu nodded, instead of asking about Wang Po's whereabouts, she began to survey the entire environment on the first floor.

It made him feel... not very comfortable.

The wallpaper used for decoration in the past has been cleaned side by side, leaving only the edge area untreated-it has been verified that the surrounding areas are all blank, which is of no value.

But as soon as you enter the door, every wall you see is like a scene of white blackboard writing, which feels like a research room and a mausoleum.

The sudden large area of ​​white completely destroys the atmosphere of the home, and the incomprehensible walls are painted with structural analysis diagrams of various machines and creatures, as well as long explanatory texts.

...also sort of like a museum, the Frankenstein kind.

"I wanted to come over to see if you were okay—after all, I didn't call me back for several hours, and I was worried that something happened to you." Zhao Qingyu frowned and said, "It seems that you are busy with more troublesome things."

He seemed to be dazzled by the too bright light, adjusted his standing position and asked again: "Why do you have to turn on so many lights—and open all the doors and windows?"

"Oh, for ventilation. This acidic solution is probably corrosive, and it will hurt the respiratory tract if you smell it too much," Qingyu muttered, "Okay, the answer is out."

Long Mu rubbed his forearm, obviously these jobs made him a little tired.

He stopped, walked down the folding ladder, found a sofa to rest for a while, and explained, "In order to dispel the fear."

"Huh?" Qingyu laughed: "Are you afraid too?"

Looking at Qingyu, Long Mu felt a strange desire to confide in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to tell Qingyu what happened, how he killed Steward Wang, and how he disposed of the body with Chief Qian and the others.

Long Mu took a deep breath for a moment, told himself that this desire to confide was just to seek a sense of approval and security, and swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

His brain is smart enough to judge and control himself, what can be said and what cannot be said.

"Do you know why some people are afraid to speak in front of a crowd?" Long Mu turned his gaze away and began to answer his question.

Some people dare not accept the gaze of countless people, or stand on the stage or podium. The reason is not that they are introverted, not strong enough, or inexperienced.

It is the biological instinct inherited from the ancestors.

In primitive times, when human beings still needed to survive as hunters, if they were watched by too many eyes, they would probably be on the hunted side.

The instinct to run away and escape is a kind of inheritance that is conducive to survival.

And this kind of inheritance will be written into the gene and passed on continuously, in order to tell the offspring what danger means-only when you know the danger, can you consciously avoid the danger.

"You mean, the fear of the dark?" Sapphire approached the two buckets, dipped the brush into the solution in the bucket, and began to help him brush the unfinished parts.

It doesn't seem to be difficult.

"Regarding the secrets of the quantum teleporter and other things, I know too many things recently." Long Mu rubbed his arms and said, "Butler Wang left, grandpa passed away, and these things were suddenly discovered. The secret that comes out will cause a strong sense of uneasiness and anxiety in my subconscious mind."

So in order to dispel this instinctive fear, he would choose to turn on all the lights in an empty house, and even play a magnificent symphony on the central speaker, in order to relieve his inner anxiety and escape.

When Qingyu heard this, she suddenly laughed: "Don't you think that you treat yourself as an experiment?"

"In this way, we can leave the safe zone to work at night," Long Mu argued, "The workload is too great."

What's more... His psychological safety zone, that is, his bedroom, has been polluted by corpses.

If it weren't for Qingyu who would often walk into this house, it would constantly bring him a sense of intimacy and security, Long Mu even considered where to bring three or four large dogs to visit the house.

"It's better than this," Qingyu pondered, "Since you've taken sick leave and you have to deal with the wall during this time, then this will be your office—but you still drive to my place to rest every day."

Since they both live in the villa area, the drive between the two of them only takes 5 minutes, and it takes about 10 to [-] minutes to walk.

"To live with you?" Long Mu was stunned for a moment: "Every day?"

"Look at these walls—your bedroom is already pale, and the living room also has a gloomy feeling now." Qingyu clenched the handrail, trying to see if the ceiling also needs to be checked, and said casually: "The place where I live , there are all kinds of rooms, and there are people to take care of food and drink, so it's a place that doesn't make people feel disturbed, right?"

After scraping off the wall of this villa, it makes people feel a little creepy. There are dense words written everywhere, which affects the mentality.

Long Mu sighed, and said yes in a compromised way.

"We'll work until two in the morning, and then we'll go back together."

Zhao Gou thought he was very smart.

He guided the matter of attracting investment into a choice of "showing loyalty" within Song State.

The state treasury will never be touched, he will never use his own money to invest in the so-called 'factory', if those who invest money are finally beaten to death by the people of Linguo, it is to express their loyalty to themselves.

Those more than 20 officials studied in Yangzhou for a month, and when they came back, they all obviously spoke with a lot of confidence.

Lin Guo discussed with their people again, and held a meeting for half a month for the fourth time, before finalizing the plan for three enterprises and ten enterprises.

The so-called three enterprises have completely different components and attributes.

"Made in Shaoxing", which is mainly funded by merchants from the Song Dynasty and participated in by Song Dynasty officials, the operators and investors in it are all Song people, but they are allowed to trade with other enterprises, and they can hire neighboring merchants or craftsmen guide.

Some Linguo companies and the government jointly operate the 'Jiangyin Group', and have reached the first round of cooperation agreements with Song Guo, starting overseas investment and the construction of small factories.

The third party is 'Made in Longxing', a joint venture of Songlin Private Capital, which can be regarded as the most complicated existence.

Hezhou, Xuanzhou, and Changzhou were selected as the test sites, and Linguo was willing to build roads in the five places for free out of friendship.

Originally, Lin'an and Yangzhou had already built a sufficiently stable and safe passage, and there were iron fences on both sides that prohibited livestock and pedestrians from climbing over.

Zhao Gou has always been envious of such a convenient road, but firstly they do not have the technology to build roads, and secondly they cannot build cars.

Of the three batches of cars previously ordered, dozens of them have been transformed into public vehicles for officials to travel and travel, while others have already been sent to various defensive areas to guard against sudden incidents in the Kingdom of Jin or Mongolia.

Xixia was handed over to Wanyanyong by him, but the other party actually fulfilled his promise and returned the three places promised before to Lin'an, so that a few courtiers have already proposed to move the capital to Chang'an, far away from Jinlin and Erhu .

But it is too far to move the capital from Lin'an to Chang'an... What's more, Chang'an is now a border, and Jin soldiers can fight there at any time.

Naturally it is impossible.

The location of the five states is quite like a "◇", Yangzhou is in the north, Lin'an is in the south, and the three states of Hexuanchang are in the middle.

At that time, those officials returned to Lin'an for a meeting after the training. After some careful consideration, they decided to introduce wealthy businessmen from Huainan and Huaibei to participate in the investment and help share the risks.

This series of decisions naturally had to pass Zhao Gou's eyes, and Zhao Gou had no objection to it.

He can understand what the resolution is saying, so he thinks he has understood everything.

From the Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, the concept of "the end of industry, agriculture and commerce" has been completely subverted.

Zhao Gou doesn't have a time machine, so he doesn't know why the Ming and Qing dynasties followed the policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce. From his point of view, in the past few decades, some courtiers have already handed over papers, emphasizing the principle of "business-oriented" cognition.

In the past, Deng Guan pointed out that "trading merchants and merchants, currency and wealth, the benefits of the four peoples are also." '

Fan Zhongyan also raised early in the morning, "What is the crime of my business?"A Gentleman Shame on His Neighbor' Protest.

Merchants can not only legally participate in the imperial examinations and become officials, but also the custom of all people being merchants has long appeared in the society.

Not only were the scholar-bureaucrats engaged in farming and mulberry industry, but also the status of businessmen was constantly improving.

Not only did Yan Shu and Su Shi have experience in business, but merchant families themselves were constantly accepted by the gentry and became popular choices for marriage.

If Confucius came to the Song Dynasty and saw that there was no class distinction in the use of color and cost and clothing decoration, and the common people could wear purple clothes and red robes, I am afraid that he would have to cry again.

What makes Zhao Gou unhappy is not that civilians and businessmen are brought in to be "taken advantage of", but that these officials are becoming more and more proficient in "meetings", but he can't find any faults in it.

Although the concept of the meeting had been clearly defined in the Han Dynasty, until Zhao Gou’s generation, the meaning of the meeting was only to convey orders from superiors to subordinates, and there was no such thing as “discussion”, “decision-making”, or “rebuttal”. It is necessary for something to exist.

However, after staying in Linguo for a period of time, those officials have become familiar with and adapted to meeting process arrangements, meeting progress control, data analysis and project management, as well as various modern meeting systems that emphasize efficiency and problem solving.

This trend was not only brought back to the Song Dynasty, but the leaders of the chamber of commerce who came to participate in the meeting also quickly learned and accepted this form of discussion. If the desks were not made of yellow rosewood square tables, it would really give people a modern feeling. The feeling that people are discussing projects efficiently.

It's like primitive people who are used to eating with their hands suddenly know how to use chopsticks.

Although Zhao Gou was uneasy about this strange atmosphere, he couldn't fault it.

——Seats are arranged in order of official rank and status, and even if he, as the emperor, did not attend the meeting, in order to show respect, people will give up the main seat to 'rectify the power of heaven'.

When the spies sneaked in, they also said that they were indeed discussing the amount of investment and the location of the factory. They didn't talk about politics at all, and no one formed a party for personal gain.

But why do you always have the feeling that things are getting out of your control?

Just at this time, Minister of the Household Department and others jointly proposed the establishment of the Ministry of Commerce to manage and coordinate these matters.

This is a good opportunity to straighten out the master.

Zhao Gou directly ordered his important officials to take the position of Shangshu of the Ministry of Commerce, continuously strengthened the control of the three enterprises and ten enterprises, and tried to use the cumbersome review process to control these businessmen and officials participating in the cooperation.

But this choice was a bit taken for granted—all kinds of documents were crowded in the yamen on the day the Ministry of Commerce issued the order, and the petty officials were so busy that their eyes were dazzled, and they didn't know how to review and stamp them.

Naturally, the person in charge of the Ministry of Commerce rushed to face the saint again, explained carefully, and barely let the emperor relax.

Until this time, Zhao Gou hadn't realized a problem at all.

The twenty officials who went to Yangzhou for training will become more and more difficult to control.

It’s not scary to be good at business, not to be afraid of good government. What’s scary is that you know both at the same time, and you still hold a high position.

The three fatal points are all stepped on.

-

Zhao Qingyu was preparing for the CAT exam and had a headache for a while.

Although he is fairly smart, he is just an ordinary high school student compared to Long Mu.

There are some subjects in the CAT that he has never learned before, and now he has to make up for it temporarily, which is completely testing his time management ability and self-control.

Long Mu spent two days peeling and cleaning the walls of the entire villa, organizing all the photos into data in different formats, and thinking of ways to process these encrypted images and text in the computer.

The two of them, together with Xin Qiji, directly occupied the entire row of the study room in the weekend library. Various reference materials were piled up into three hills, and people walking by the roadside couldn't help but stare at them.

You'an didn't expect to be attracted by Qingyu, but he was also preparing for the final exam and summer self-study courses.

He has become more and more able to integrate into everyone's rhythm at school. Because he is willing to actively communicate, the speed of understanding knowledge has also accelerated again, and everything is developing in a good direction.

It's just such a long hair, it's too troublesome to keep it.

It takes him half an hour to wash his waist-length hair every time, and he doesn't have time to dry it. He can only wrap his hair and memorize vocabulary to make papers. Because of this, he almost caught a cold several times.

This waist-length hair...can't be cut casually, but it's really troublesome to tie it every time, and it delays his study time.

The only thing that worries me is Uncle Lu.

The last time Xin Qiji publicly pissed off the people, now his brain gradually cleared up and calmed down, and the feeling of fear slowly came up.

He knew that he could not return to Lin'an casually until the situation was stable, otherwise he might become the cause of conflicts.

But Uncle Lu—has Uncle Lu been embarrassed by them?Has Uncle Lu been blamed by the emperor?How is he doing now?

For a long time, Liu Xun did not appear in the apartment again, but probably returned to Jiangyin several times.

Sun Ci would send him snacks, cakes and the like. Once, he sent a large basket of fresh scallops from nowhere.

And in the last week of June, Sun Ci handed him an envelope.

"Written by Liu Xi?"

Sun Ci shook his head, and only handed the envelope into his hand.

After Sun Ci left, You An hesitated for a while, and opened the letter.

There was only a note in it——

Don't use Qianlong

Goblind

This is Mr. Lu's handwriting!

How did Uncle Lu meet Sun Ci?How do you know—

It must be that Uncle Lu met Liu Xi and asked him to convey the news. Liu Xi was busy with official duties, so he asked Sun Ci to come over!

Xin Qiji figured out the cause and effect of this series, gripped the note tightly, and only felt that he was finally relieved.

The first sentence is from the Book of Changes, which means that things are still in the early stages of development. Although the momentum is good, one must be dormant and be careful not to act rashly.

That is to say, I should be more cautious in my words and deeds in Jiangyin City, and it is best not to return to Lin'an City during the summer vacation.

What about the second sentence?

This sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius Yong Ye".

You'an's mind has been full of various mock questions for the economics exam recently, and when he suddenly saw this sentence with the characteristics of the Song Dynasty, he smiled nostalgicly for a while.

It’s been a long time since I touched the Four Books and Five Classics.

The so-called gou, read as goo, is a wine container used only by nobles.

At that time, Confucius saw that the big wine cup was crudely made, and said to his disciples, this goblet is not made like a goblet, is it a goblet, is it still a goblet?

What did Uncle Lu mean by saying this to himself?

Something in You An's mind suddenly turned, and he felt a little uneasy.

He heard on the phone before that Song Guo sent some officials to Yangzhou City for training and study, not only to learn the basics of financial economics, but also to learn about business management.

Could it be that...the sky is about to change?

The goblet is no longer like a goblet. Has the craftsman who made the wine cup changed his mind, or has the person using the cup changed?

There is no way to make a definite interpretation of these things, and they have been hovering in Xin Qiji's mind.

Now he can actually think about these messy things while doing the mock papers for the final exam.

"Wait a minute—" Zhao Qingyu stood up suddenly, breaking the quiet order in the study room: "You, stop."

A short-haired man who hadn't reached the door faltered in his footsteps, and immediately sped up his pace.

"I've already sent someone to squat you at the door on the first floor - still running away?!" Qingyu raised her voice and said, "What are you holding in your hand?!"

His words are quite credible. Now under Director Bai's suggestion, the seven entrances and exits of the libraries in the two cities have all stepped up their guard, that is, all employees in the library must pass inspection before they can leave here.

The news that was pressed was that in the first half of this year, more than a dozen people who had stolen books, teaching aids, and documents had been caught.

As soon as the man heard that he was being targeted, he showed a dejected expression on his face, took out the things in his arms, and explained as if begging for mercy: "I'm just helping someone with something, don't send me to the police Over there..."

Xin Qiji took a look at Qingyu's eyes, immediately went to take the book from his arms, and pushed the man to the ground casually.

Although he has never learned wrestling, restraining a person is as easy as restraining a turtle, so fast that people don't even see what happened.

In fact, Zhao Qingyu just noticed the existence of this person, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to send a voice message, and the security guard downstairs rushed over immediately and handed him over to the police station.

All of them are stealing books, and they are stealing books and selling them to others.

Qingyu felt a little headache, so she only recommended the two CAT reference books to Long Mu, asking him to help bring the books home, explained to You'an herself, and went downstairs with the keys and drove back to Jiangyin.

As soon as he pushed open the door of Liu Xi's office, he heard the sound of sneezing.

It's spring, catkins are blooming everywhere, Head Liu's eyes and nose are slightly red, and he has to put on his mask after wiping his nose. The air purifier next to him has been spinning continuously for many days, and it seems to be of no use.

"No. 17 is a book thief." Qingyu shook the key, and sat down opposite him: "What does Uncle Qian say?"

"There are people from the Jin Kingdom and the Song Kingdom," Liu Zi sighed and said, "It is inconvenient to abduct people in and out, so I can only try to bribe people to bring books and materials. Almost ready."

"But this time, it's in Jiangyin's library," Qingyu said emphatically, "They even infiltrated Jiangyin's library! Don't you hate them?"

"Who said I don't care—ah chirp!" Liu Xi held back his tears while pulling out a tissue, "This matter is under control, but if people want to spend money to entrust someone to do things, there will always be people from Jiangyin who will find a way to get rid of it." Yangzhou took the money, and returned to Jiangyin to bring the goods, Ah Choo!"

Your sneezing is almost a mouth fetish.

Zhao Qingyu pulled a tissue for him casually, and nodded slightly depressed.

That's right, Jiangyin City is semi-closed, and among tens of thousands of people, there are always some hooligans in the market, thinking of ways to make money.

It would not be difficult for the people of Jin and Song to find them.

"The CAT exam is coming up next month," Liu Xi lay down on the desk, slumped on the side without any sense of majesty, and said lazily, "Are you ready..."

Although Qingyu was particularly able to make up her own mind about other matters, everyone persuaded her to agree to the matter of taking the Senate Senate to obtain her official status.

He will also manage the communications bureau and other political affairs in the future, so it is impossible to bear the title of a temporary adviser forever.

The more fresh blood there is in the future, the harder it will be for him to convince the public.

If Long Mu was not old enough to inject hallucinogens to participate in the moral test, otherwise he would have taken the test long ago.

"CAT is actually not too much for me...it doesn't feel too difficult..." Qingyu looked at Liu Xi who was paralyzed there and said, "But the moral test—what the hell is it?"

Is it really that amazing?

Liu Xi blinked and smiled back: "Why do you think officials have to take a moral test before being selected?"