[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Drugged?

Liu Xi subconsciously looked at Yun Qi, and found that her face had a sickly leaden white.

"In this way, after two hours, I will tell the public that I have made an appointment with you for a meeting, and for the sake of Linguo's information security, other people will be screened out." Liu Xi glanced at the surrounding environment, and found the surveillance eyes as expected.

He lowered his voice, turned his body slightly to block Yun Qi and said, "I'll ask the doctor to wait there in advance."

Now that it's been just two years, these people can't wait anymore.

In ancient times, even though there were not many types of poisons, there were too many ways to poison.

Paint volatile substances on the walls, roast tea leaves with poison and then incense to cover the smell, or manipulate food and drinking water in a hundred ways.

The present Song State is no longer the original Song State.

More modern technology and modern technology are involved. It is more convenient to kill a person than before. With a bottle of eye drops, people can step into the gate of hell without knowing it.

Yun Qi could clearly feel that the body's skills were constantly attenuating.

The person who gave the drug obviously didn't want her to die now, but it was like Zhao Gou's fatigue and weakness day after day, and finally his ability to control and interfere in political affairs continued to decrease.

She didn't think she could make it through at all.

She can live, but too many people want to take advantage of her life.

Now that she is dying, too many people want to take advantage of her death.

As long as Yun Qi dies, the more and more mature bourgeoisie will directly break the conflict between the House of Commons and the House of Commons, and then demand a change of election for the prime minister or even the abolition of the emperor.

The current annual output value of the Song Kingdom is fifteen times that of ten years ago, and both the import and export trade and the prosperity of the domestic commodity market have entered a new peak.

Chambers of commerce across the country also followed the rules of the Jianghuai area and established more and more large and systematic.

Now, more than one person is looking forward to her early death.

The existence of Yun Qi is like the first button on the collar of the shirt.

As long as she falls down like this, more conclusions in the future can be disintegrated.

Dr. Wen was waiting in the office. He was a little surprised when he saw Yun Qi, and hurriedly opened the medicine box to help her do a blood test and make a diagnosis.

"Is your hearing okay recently?" He observed her face, frowned and recorded her pulse and blood pressure: "Where does it hurt?"

"Abdominal cramps, and my hearing is getting worse." Yun Qi said slowly: "By the time I realized that I was poisoned, about four or five months had passed."

The dosage is extremely finely controlled without leaving any traces.

The doctor took her saliva and blood, sealed it up and prepared to take it back for testing, then took the simulated helmet from Liu Xi's hand, and gave a brief explanation before putting it on for her.

"This thing is a product of the improvements made by the Technology Bureau. The scanning ability has been further deepened. It can check the condition of your brain and judge some problems in your body through bioelectrical signals." Dr. Wen's voice was soft and reassuring. Peace of mind: "Wait a while, it will be fine soon."

Yun Qi obediently cooperated with him to complete a series of examinations. After watching the doctor leave, he took Liu Xi's tea, lowered his head and took a sip slowly.

"Actually, I don't think it can be cured." She smiled slightly, raised her hand to look at the bloodless nails: "Typical lead poisoning."

"Did you offend them?" Liu Xi frowned and said, "You don't want to live anymore?"

Yun Qi glanced at him sideways, took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I have detoxified the lead poison, they will only use more secretive methods to control me."

"who are they?"

Yun Qi raised his eyes slightly, as if he was a little surprised by this question.

"Liu Xi, you and I both know."

"Some things just need to be studied deeply, and there is no end at all."

Either to transform, or to suppress, but it is never possible to cut off.

Yun Qi's position as Prime Minister is itself a symbol.

"I came here for a check-up and asked for some medicine. I was just greedy to live longer." She put her hand on her forehead and smiled rather reluctantly: "After all, I don't want to die."

Those clear and bright eyes looked at him, with a little regret in their eyes.

"This is probably my last chance to see you."

"My last words are to endanger myself."

"You better see where you are now."

Liu Xi didn't expect that the topic would suddenly come to this point, and subconsciously denied it: "How could you die if you encountered this kind of poison? Don't think about it."

"The State of Song is no longer the State of Song ten years ago." Yun Qi stared at him and continued: "In the face of interests, power can have no bottom line and morality."

At this moment, her voice was suddenly low and serious, without the slightest hint of joking.

"You'd better be vigilant—I don't know if you still have the means to check and balance the Song Kingdom. If you have, hide it deeper and never let them see it."

In the laboratory, Qingyu was cleaning the test tubes and beakers with Long Mu when the computer suddenly beeped three times.

"What's going on?" Qing Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Long Mu and asked, "That simulated helmet was borrowed?"

"It was borrowed from the hospital as a tool for medical testing." Long Mu wiped off the water on the rim of the cup, turned to look at the screen: "But obviously every time the data collection failed to reach more than 98%, the previous four or five times The results averaged 76 percent.”

"No -- wait," Zhao Qingyu put down the things in his hands, and hurried to the computer screen: "I have been changing the program for three consecutive nights, and dismantled the parts of three game helmets in a row. The module of that helmet has been updated—Mu Mu!!”

"Long Mu, come and watch this!!" He jumped up from the chair directly: "98.2%!"

what?

Long Mu froze for a moment, and for the first time showed an unbelievable expression on his face: "You did it?!"

"It's done, the patient's data scan volume reached 98.2%." Zhao Qingyu rumpled her hair and said, "Which value did I change?? Should we take that helmet back and test it?"

Not only all the components of the neural network, but also the dynamic activity rules are accurately captured, all of which are like fishing nets to catch countless dust.

"People may still be diagnosing whether there is something growing in the brain." Long Mu looked at the relevant data on the screen, and glanced at Qingyu in surprise: "I'll go to the hospital to copy a copy and analyze it later."

It's just -- unbelievable.

In the past few years, they have spent too much time deciphering and analyzing those scanned blocks, but this year's result is the only one that can really rewrite and refine the scanned area.

If the mutation hadn't happened, this achievement could have won an award at the international level, and there must be more than one.

When Song Guo came here this time, his posture and posture softened a lot, and he even expressed that he could sell more market fields, further open up economic circulation at home and abroad, and develop full competition in the market.

But what they want is technology and a team.

Facts have proved that what Liu Xun did was poisonous enough back then, and all the databases that should be blocked and monopolized are protected quite cover-up. Even if thousands of people brought different materials into the Song Dynasty on the night of the great defection, there is no way for the country to welcome them in a short time. To qualitative change.

They can enslave thousands of people and let them build hydroelectric power stations for free in the name of taxes—provided that their people understand this and have all the materials and raw materials.

This defection was fatal to some people. The primitiveness of the Song Dynasty almost crushed all Eden fantasies.

And the power station has been built without a clue in the past two years, and there is no way to supply the production of any industrial zone.

The comprehensive development of the economy of the Song Dynasty lies in the rapid advancement of agricultural technology and seeds. With the sufficient supply of food, the commodity economy has been further liberalized in terms of scale of operation and speed of circulation. Therefore, the development of the country far exceeds that of any other country at the same time.

The Ministry of Commerce, together with the House of Commons, optimized the tax system and distribution system of the entire country, which not only continuously promoted the improvement of administrative efficiency, but also promoted the promotion of mass production.

But they have tasted the sweetness of being next to Linguo for a long time, and now they can't adapt to the environment that has gone back hundreds of years.

There is no electricity, no technical consultants, and even many factories that were relocated to Luoyang City are now unable to operate at all——

They own mountains of coal mines, but the problem is that with Song State's current technology, it is impossible to cast boilers and transformers, nor can they manufacture anything they need.

At this rate, it will be possible to move from the steam age to the electric age after a few more decades of development. After all, Linguo is not completely locked up.

But too many people are not reconciled.

They greedily wanted more, and were even willing to exchange the land of Song State for all of this.

The young emperor teased the crickets every day, and didn't even bother to listen to what the adults were arguing about.

All he needs is pastries.

Every time the ministers visited this ignorant child, they had complicated expressions on their faces.

Loyalty is really not a good choice.

A country is completely dependent on the words of one king, and whether it is dead or alive depends on the clarity of the emperor's mind sent by God.

Now they have snatched enough right to speak by themselves, and want to gamble on the gambling table in person.

The two sides had friendly and restrained exchanges for ten days.

Negotiations broke down.

Xin Qiji rejected the request for technological interoperability, and did not compromise on commercial laws.

When the ministers saw that the young man with a childish face in the court was the new head of state of Linguo, they also had rather ugly faces.

They went to Luoyang, guarding power and lost the days when the wind and the rain were like the wind, and even the light bulbs couldn't be turned on——

But he, Xin You'an, what is his virtue and ability to sit on the position above ten thousand people!

Until the diplomatic corps left, Lu You did not speak a word to Head of State Xin.

The identities of the two have been completely changed, and even their positions are completely different.

They stood silently among different crowds, and only looked at each other from a distance.

Take care of each other.

Mutation 11, June [-]th.

Song Guo traveled thousands of miles and made a phone call.

"Xin Qiji." Hu Pingyu, who is already Shangshu Shangshu, sat in his office, playing with his car keys and said, "I'm here to give you an ultimatum to Linguo."

Xin Qiji was sitting in the conference building in Chuzhou at the moment, looked at the silent crowd, and frowned: "What are you talking about?"

"Satisfy these demands made by our people." Hu Pingyu said coldly: "Since the reason does not make sense, there is no need to abide by any rules or irregularities."

Xin Qiji frowned, and his voice became much colder: "Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's blackmail."

Hu Pingyu suddenly laughed.

"Listen clearly."

"In your four cities, we have spent three years placing things in advance in more than 400 points that you cannot search."

"As long as I press this button, certain things that shouldn't be scattered will run rampant in this world."

"Guess what, is it a highly toxic substance that contaminates groundwater supplies, or is it enough bacteria to wipe out all of you?"

"You actually!" Xin Qiji's voice suddenly sternly said: "You can do this!"

"This is a troubled time." Hu Pingyu said lazily, "Young man, let me teach you something."

"People in troubled times, in order to win, can have no lower limit at all."

The author has something to say:

This is what they left behind.

In fact, many comments are arguing at the beginning, why these people should be 'traitors', or why they should leave Linguo.

In fact, it is easy to understand if it is converted into another story——

A class is suddenly parachuted onto a deserted island with the promise of never returning.

Think about it...how many people will insist 'we are one class, we are united'?

In the face of limited resources, calculation and confrontation are unavoidable.

Happy eating, okay?