[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

If you want to say that going back to a thousand years ago, what more fun is it, probably feeding the birds.

In modern cities, the only way to feed birds is to go to squares or parks, and use corn kernels to get close to pigeons with clipped flight feathers.

But in the Song Dynasty, there were flocks of birds as soon as they looked up.

Although some hunters shoot and kill some to sell as game, but after all, there are not so many people who are caught and killed with nets.

Sometimes when Liu Xi got tired of reading, he set up a small bench and sprinkled some millet from a distance, watching those unknown birds come vigilantly to peck.

Sometimes Wu Gong would come to look for him after he was busy, and would grab a handful of millet or rice, and whisper to him that this was a turtledove and that was a cuckoo.

But most of the time, he is busy from late at night to early morning, to relax his mind before resting.

The man sat alone on the saddle in the small yard, propping his chin to watch the birds gather more and more, and no one else dared to disturb him.

When the mayor relaxed, the sun shone on his shoulders, covering even his face with a faint golden glow.

He looked calm and safe when he didn't smile, as if he had never been disturbed by any emotion.

Sun Ci stood behind him and thought for a long time, then coughed and walked over.

Liu Xi held the book in one hand, he recovered from his contemplation, and the wild birds fluttered away fluttering away.

"what happened?"

"I have something to confess to you." Sun Ci obviously thought for a long time before whispering: "There are some things I have not told you."

"Huh?" Liu Xi closed the book, looked at the stream behind the courtyard, and said slowly, "Let's talk."

"A month ago, Consultant Guo asked me for clothes, and my colleagues and I gave him some."

"and then?"

"I've bugged my clothes."

Liu Xi was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around: "When you did this, you didn't tell me?"

"I subconsciously asked for a few from the technical department and put them in the back." Sun Ci lowered his head and said, "Do you want to listen to the recording?"

Liu Xi looked into her eyes, frowned and said, "Get to the point."

"Some of their clothes were given to the king, but not much was taken out,"

"There is another part that seems to always be hovering around the checkpoint."

Sun Ci thought about it for a long time, and said unsurely: "Also, it seems that the Jin people... are going to move their capital to Beijing. I heard some people discussing this matter, but the voice is very vague."

Liu Zi rubbed the center of his brows, motioning for her to step back first.

Sun Ci nodded, only handed him the USB flash drive that recorded the audio, and left quietly.

At the same time, the new spy came to the checkpoint wearing a ponytail and spring clothes of a similar style.

A silver pendant hangs around her neck, and the back of the jewel is an LCD screen.

The security staff motioned for her to come over to check her belongings, and passed the QR code with the scanner.

The next second, another woman's photo appeared on the other side of the scanner.

The guard glanced at her appearance, as if he didn't notice any problem, he said casually, "What brand of shampoo do you like?"

The spy didn't show a panicked look on his face, and asked instead, "Which one do you like?"

"Luxiashi's." The guard motioned her to turn around, scanned the back, and asked, "When driving, do you like to sit on the left or the right?"

"right."

"What about the steering wheel, do you use the active one or your own?"

"Bring your own."

"Okay, immunity check." The guard waved his hand, motioning for the colleague next to her to take her away.

After confirming that the person was taken to the small room next to him, he made a direct call with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Is it the money bureau? What you said has happened."

"...That's right, it's the ID of the lady who reported the loss of the necklace earlier."

When Qian Fan walked into the isolation room, he glanced at the woman behind the double-sided glass.

Her attire was already very close to that of Jiangyin, except that her eyebrows were not normal and her identity was fake.

This is probably someone sent by the Song Dynasty.

He beckoned, and the technician next to him came over: "What do you say? Detention interrogation? Polygraph?"

"Give her a necklace, one that can eavesdrop, and change the ID to her own, with an orange mark."

"understood."

The spy sat in a daze in the white room, not knowing that he was being targeted.

"Is that right, Miss Cheng? Your necklace data is invalid, and you need to replace it with a new one." The female police officer smiled kindly, and her attitude was also very kind: "Please replace this one. If you have any problems during use, you can contact me at any time. us."

The spy was stunned for a moment, nodded, and let her put on another pendant inlaid with rubies, subconsciously said: "Then can I still enter the customs?"

"of course can."

After the woman went out, two people in plain clothes followed her and disappeared into the sea of ​​people with her.

At the same time, another message came from the checkpoint: "Report—the ambassador of the Song Dynasty is here again."

Qian Fan was playing with a lighter and said with a chuckle, "I'll go to receive you."

Sitting in the new office, Wang Lun was obviously not used to the freshly painted white walls around him.

Qian Fan didn't like politeness, so he stopped the middle-aged man just when he was about to salute.

There were only the two of them in front of and behind the desk, and it seemed that there was no sense of welcome.

Wang Lun was used to being a grandson in front of the people of the Kingdom of Jin, and he didn't mind such a rough way of meeting, so he only explained his purpose in an anxious tone.

He knew what the Holy One meant.

Now that a powerful country is oppressing the border, it is really a matter of time to fight a war.

What's more, the Linguo people can call the wind and call the rain, even if they don't talk about it, I'm afraid they already know about it.

"The Kingdom of Jin...moved the capital?" Qian Fan didn't expect him to come here.

"You wait." He motioned Wang Lun to sit here, and went out to make a call.

Liu Xi was thinking about what to do next when the phone rang.

"Old Qian?" He glanced at the screen and said in a low voice: "The Kingdom of Jin moved its capital to Bianjing, and it is estimated that it is preparing to attack." Qian Fan was on the phone at the corner, glanced to see if there was anyone around, and frowned: "You know it too? Who said it?"

"also?"

Liu Xi was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Song Guo sent someone here?"

"Well, ask us to borrow troops."

Qian Fan showed a helpless smile: "What he said about the water dragon and the sky fire, after all, he still regards us as gods."

"It's not a matter of borrowing troops now." Liu Xunlue said hastily, "It's defense—if the Jin soldiers want to fight the Song Dynasty, no matter how many troops are divided, Yangzhou is very dangerous."

Whether it is the terrain or the distance, there is a high probability that it will become an object of attack.

"Wang Lun is on my side." Qian Fan thought for a while and said, "I will arrange for him to live in the prefect's mansion first, and the people from the Senate Council will hold a meeting first."

"I'm going to call someone."

Wang Lun originally thought that these gods would agree to this matter very quickly.

——Since they said that Linguo would also fight against gold, and generously donated several treasures to Songguo, there is no reason to delay this matter.

But after waiting for a long time, when Mr. Qian came back, there was no expression on his face.

He said a few words in a very official way, and signaled Wang Lun to wait in the prefect's mansion first, and give the result within two days.

Wang Lun nodded, but he was thinking that something might have changed.

"Army?"

The office was full of people, even though Liu Xi's eyes were bloodshot from staying up late, he took a sip of coffee and sat down for a meeting.

"I don't agree." Wu Gong said succinctly: "This town can't be defended, and they help the people of the Song Dynasty to defend the country. So what? They will thank us? Give us some souvenirs as encouragement?"

Liu Xi knew that this was a straight person, so he turned his eyes to look at other people.

Bailu just came back from the school construction site, his hair was covered with dust.

After listening to Wu Gong's words, he said slowly: "I listen to Liu Zhen."

Li Luan glanced at Bailu, frowned and said, "The funds and personnel are not enough, even if you lend them the ordnance, they won't be able to use it, how can you help?"

Liu Zi rubbed his brows and said, "It is impossible to transfer troops."

Now not only to defend Jiangyin and Yangzhou from conflicts, but also to protect the traffic line that has just been built. The factory must send people to watch - the whole city is short of people everywhere, and it is impossible to allocate more people to Song Dynasty. country.

Furthermore, the matter of war often has nothing to do with the number of people.

There have been many large-scale battles in history where less won more. What's more, what Song State wanted was not people, but those high-pressure water guns and smoke bombs.

"I think," he took the Bixichun handed over by Qian Fan, lowered his head and took a sip, and said slowly, "It's impossible to borrow, but business can be done."

Politics and life are always two different things.

Xiao Qingqing thinks of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, and thinks of singing and dancing to promote peace, lyrics and songs.

But politicians look back and see only the control of ideas, the utilization of population, the regulation of tax rates, and the transfer and change of power.

Different perspectives lead to different discourse attitudes.

Although there is the word diplomacy between the two countries, friendship and unfriendliness are always based on interests.

Whether the attitude is respectful or not, the small friction of actual events will never be the decisive factor.

Interest and strength are the decisive factors in determining multiple relationships.

"What can the State of Song help us with? Copper mines? They don't know how to mine rare metals, do they?" Director Guan frowned and said, "There's no need to make a deal. They can't give us what we want."

"Oil." The white deer next to him said in a low voice: "Oil seedlings can be found by mobilizing manpower."

According to his and Liu Xi's judgment, there must be oil within a few hundred kilometers nearby.

But now there is no pulse scanner, and there is no advanced equipment to assist. The most primitive way is to use the naked eye to find oil seedlings in the water.

But there are only six or seven rivers near Yangzhou City, and there are countless streams and springs.

"I think there is no problem in cooperating to fight gold at this time."

For example, needle-eye cameras and bugs can all be installed in Bianjing.

Li Luan thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Why don't you go meet their emperor?"