[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

The moment Liu Zi entered the door, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this young man in his early twenties has not honed his sophisticated and round temperament, but in the past few years, just because of his exceptionally beautiful political achievements, people are sincerely willing to trust and follow him.

Sun Ci waited for a long time before seeing the mayor of his family. He only skillfully helped him take the bag and the walkie-talkie, and whispered a few words under the slightly flickering lights.

It was four o'clock in the morning when she remembered that there was a document that had not been processed, so she temporarily went to the office to work overtime. Since there is also a complete emergency power supply here, after the network was disconnected, she only thought that a router was broken, and didn't think much about it.

Liu Xi sat at the conference table, looked at the middle-aged men on both sides, raised his finger to the sunny city view outside the window, and raised his eyebrows: "Do you need to explain?"

"How to explain?" Wu Gong, the director of the power supply bureau, was obviously anxious, stood up and said loudly: "What is time travel? Do you think this is a TV show?"

"Sit down." Liu Xi said in a low voice: "At this moment, no matter how flustered you seniors are, you will hold back your heart."

The leaders are all in chaos, and the people below can't control it.

Wu Gong was choked back by the young man's words, only changed his face and sat down stiffly, and said displeasedly: "What should we do, try to get in touch with the city?"

"It's not just our geographical location that's a problem now." Liu Xi turned the chair around, motioned him to look at the completely unfamiliar distant scene, lit a cigarette casually, and suppressed all the emotions in his mind with the dull smell, Continued: "Xiao Hu and I drove out to look. The people living around here are all ancient people."

"Ancient what?" Wu Gong's expression changed: "Don't tell me——"

"Yes." Liu Xi flicked off the cigarette ash, and said unhurriedly: "Our town has left the previous world, let alone contacting the city, whether this is the time country or not is probably a problem."

"My daughter-in-law is still on a business trip in Tiyuan City, fuck!" Wu Gong couldn't sit still, and jumped up angrily, "I have been separated from my wife forever at a young age, who the hell are you looking for?" !"

"My parents are in other provinces." Liu Xi didn't move at all, and said slowly, "Do you think I don't want to go back?"

"Time and space? Disordered time and space?" At this time, Wu Gong didn't care whether he was the mayor or the mayor. He let his subordinates talk beside him, and he walked back and forth in a state of confusion, grabbing his hair and repeating it over and over. Looking out the window, he asked again: "Does our country have this technology? Build a time machine or something?"

"Have you watched too many Doraemons?" Liu Xi just extinguished the half of the cigarette, and pointed his slender fingers directly out of the window: "If you don't want to have a meeting, just jump off by yourself. I don't have time to be a psychiatrist for you."

"A meeting? A meeting at this time?" Wu Gong laughed back angrily: "The daughter-in-law is gone, and I'm afraid I can't get the money out of the bank, and I'm going to go through the fucking time. I'm not going to be so soft at this time. God, do you want to stay here and be the mayor?"

"Go ahead, I won't accompany you!"

There was a strange light in Liu Xi's eyes, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Wu Gong himself lost his mind when he encountered such a strange situation, and his words also contained elements of venting fear and anger, but Mayor Liu didn't answer his words at all, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

He stood there and walked, neither jumping nor jumping, but stomped his feet angrily, and looked at the mysterious distant view outside the window again.

"How can you say that you are also a talented student who graduated from Imperial College of Technology?" Liu Xi raised his hand to support his chin, and said slowly: "With our level of technology, do you think it is comfortable to rebuild and expand, or to be a local rich man?"

The reason why he's talking nonsense with this guy here is because Director Qian didn't come.

Can Hu Fei's grandson call someone to hurry up?

Before the two of them could say anything again, the door was suddenly kicked open by the high-heeled shoes. The next second, Li Luan walked in two or three steps with the old man in strange clothes, and then kicked the door skillfully with the heel of the high-heeled shoes go back.

"This is—" Wu Gong looked at the trembling old man with a strange face, then turned to look at Liu Xi: "Ancient, ancient people?"

He himself didn't quite believe the nonsense that Liu Xi said, or rather, he didn't dare to believe it.

But the abnormality of the situation can only be explained by this reason - no matter how mischievous it is, it is impossible to change the environment on such a large scale, and it is too abnormal to cut off all the telephone poles and roads.

"Listen." Li Luan directly pressed the old man on the seat and let him look around in horror. She raised her hand to Liu Xi, who skillfully handed her a cigarette.

Minister Li lowered his head and let him reach out to light the fire, took a puff and said coldly: "We are not in the Kingdom of Time."

She had never heard of the dynasty and year the old man mentioned.

There was no surprise expression on Liu Xi's face, he just sat on the swivel chair playing with the lighter and asked, "What did he say?"

"He said, this is the Great Song Dynasty." Li Luan seemed not sure about his hearing, and glanced at the few officials who were obedient in an instant: "Have you ever heard of this dynasty?"

The five or six people on the opposite side shook their heads in unison.

"What are you talking about? Shaoxing in the Song Dynasty for 30 years." She looked at Liu Xi with a little irritability, and said briefly: "They have never heard of electricity and the Internet, and they don't have trains. The production level is estimated to be more than 1000 years ago." .”

Wu Gong let out a sneer, raised his hand and pressed on the window frame: "Liu Zhen, I really jumped down."

"Jump, just jump." Liu Zi thought that I fucking want to dance too, who cares about this kind of mess, but looked at the trembling old man in long robes, and asked again: "Then does he know?" , where are we now?"

Anyway, it must not be on the edge of Jianghe River.

"I've asked." Li Luan lowered his head, smoking a cigarette, and said coldly, "It's next to Yangzhou, what county?"

Where is Yangzhou?

Well, all the inherent cognition has been subverted.

Liu Xi had never heard of such terms as Yangzhou in the Song Dynasty, and even though he looked as stable as an old dog on the surface, he was flustered in his heart.

He let others observe his reaction, only pretending to be thinking, but in fact he was playing with a lighter with a blank mind.

When a person is in an accident, how can he think clearly about everything immediately with the chance of winning.

"Liu Zhen!" Hu Fei's voice came from afar, followed by the hurried footsteps of several people.

"I brought them!"

The director of the Public Security Bureau and the fire department were all invited by him, and senior officials from several other departments also noticed that something was wrong, so they came over to inquire about the news.

There are almost all people.

Liu Zi raised his eyes to the left and right, and ordered Hu Fei to call the heads of the Safety Supervision Office and the Radio Station, and only raised his hand to signal the colleagues to sit down, and said unhurriedly, "Are you jumping or not?"

Wu Gong snorted, copied the chair and sat down, obviously still holding his breath.

He didn't know who to send it to when he wanted to get angry at this time—is it all because of the aliens?

It only took 2 minutes to explain the ins and outs.

It took about 5 minutes for the group to calm down.

Liu Xi rubbed his forehead, and called out to the 1.5-meter-long girl: "Sun Ci, you go and get a dozen or so walkie-talkies here, and call a security guard to teach us how to tune this thing."

Sun Cijian responded abruptly, and trotted out of the conference hall.

"Don't ask me anything." He casually handed Li Luan another cigarette, letting her smoke muffledly to fill the room with mist, rubbed his brows and said, "How did this shit happen? Whether we can go back to the country of time is not clear."

"Don't worry about this first." Qian Fan was a special soldier after all, and now he is the chief of the police station, and he is calmer than ordinary people. In Song Dynasty, isn't it?"

"It should be." Liu Zi frowned and said, "What do you want to ask?"

"If I remember correctly," Qian Fan paused for a moment, then said sullenly, "Wars in ancient times... were quite frequent."

"You'd better ask, is this an age of peace?"

Li Luan's expression changed, he patted the old man next to him, and opened his mouth in a strange dialect.

The old man's language was very similar to the southeastern dialect, but his tongue-biting and back-nasal sounds were blurred, and he could barely communicate.

At this time, County Magistrate Sun only had the desire to survive. Although he didn't know what ghost he was kidnapped by, his life was the most important thing.

He listened to this woman with strange make-up and scantily clad clothes say it twice before he managed to understand what she was asking.

fight?

It's not a war!

Li Luan froze for a moment after hearing his answer clearly.

"Why don't we all jump off the fourth floor?"

Qian Fan smiled, took a cigarette from Liu Xi, lit it skillfully and took a puff, and asked, "How do you say it?"

"This country seemed to be quite big before." Li Luan's mind was full of Southeast dialect, and he could only organize his language, "Then some tribe invaded, and their emperor fled to the south, as if they were far away from us. It’s not far—the northern part is occupied by that tribe.”

County Magistrate Sun timidly listened to her retelling, and whispered, "The Kingdom of Jin, it's the Kingdom of Jin."

"Yangzhou, right?" Liu Xi took a deep breath, thinking about his parents, and asked, "Ask him, is our current place closer to that northern tribe, or closer to the capital of the Song Kingdom?"

Another laborious translation.

"... Jin Guo." Li Luan shook his hands, and the soot fell directly on the table.

That is to say, now this town not only has to take care of its own security issues, but also appease those people so that they don't run around, and also beware of wars that may arise at any time.

Qian Fan rubbed his nose, grinned and said, "This is a big deal, Liu Zhen."

"How to say?" He looked up at him: "Go circle people first?"

"Yeah." Qian Fan raised his hand and put on his coat, strode out directly, took the walkie-talkie in Sun Ci's arms who had just entered the door, and said with only one sentence: "I'm going to circle people to Guancheng, you ask Lao Lu and the others to control it." Factories and schools."

Liu Xi watched him leave, only glanced at Lu Fu, the chief of the fire station, and then at Wu Gong who was still anxiously gnawing his hand.

"Lu Bureau, you have heard Qian Bureau's instructions." He stared at Wu Gong, but he was speaking to Director Lu.

The honest man has always had no idea, and said in a panic: "Yes, yes——I'll do it now?"

"Schools are in session, but the factories are all closed - the banks are all closed and guarded."

"Also, let all shops, big and small, close their doors, and confiscate all batteries and energy products."

Lu Fu nodded hastily, seeing that he was still staring at Wu Gong, he hurriedly answered again, and rushed out with his briefcase.

"Old Wu." There was a bit of playfulness in Liu Xi's voice: "You said that our town's reserves can last for a few days?"

Wu Gong let him stare at him, just slumped on the chair, as if he had given up struggling: "For the whole town, maybe half a month."

"Only for the core office." Liu Xi asked again: "All electrical lighting is turned off, the factory is shut down, and only the computers in the A-level office are powered."

"So cruel?" Wu Gong glanced at him and asked back: "Do you think candles are enough for the people in this town?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Liu Xi paused.

His voice was still cold and clean, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"Now, it is already in a state of preparation."