[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

When Xin Qiji woke up, he subconsciously grabbed the long sword at his waist.

He wanted to travel south to serve the imperial court, but he saw the bloodthirsty tyranny of the Jin people along the way, so he couldn't help but travel more hurriedly.

Since he was born in the fallen Licheng of Shandong, he has been from the Kingdom of Jin since he opened his eyes. He has neither seen the prosperity of the Northern Song Dynasty nor has any specific knowledge of the Southern Song Dynasty.

His passion and sincerity come entirely from the earnest teachings of his family and master.

But all the plans were disrupted by the monster rushing along the road.

——What the hell is that? !

"Are you awake?" Zhao Qingyu noticed that the person on the bed was moving, and hurriedly took a glass of warm water and walked over.

Xin Qiji sat up with a slight headache, and when he opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong.

The sword was gone, and it was all white—it was like a burial chamber!

A strange-looking child brought a glass of water and looked at him with concern: "The doctor said that you must have a mild concussion and soft tissue contusions on your body. You should stay with us for half a month to prevent cerebral hemorrhage and other things." .”

This kid looked to be in his teens, and he couldn't understand [-]% to [-]% of what he said.

Xin Qiji didn't take the water in his hand hastily, but only looked at the strange things in the room, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse: "Where is this?"

"This is...Yangzhou City, Liu Yuanshou's temporary apartment." Knowing that he would definitely ask these questions, Zhao Qingyu quickly finished the previous 33 episodes like memorizing tongue twisters.

What, Linguo?Also made friends with Song Guo, and made an appointment to fight against the Jin Dynasty together?

The amount of information was too much, he was speechless for a while, and let Zhao Qingyu stuff water into his hand.

There was the sound of a key being turned outside the door, Liu Xi changed his shoes and walked in, and caught a glimpse of the young man in the second bedroom.

His vine crown has been removed by the doctor, and the dark shirt and cool shirt on his body are obviously changed for traveling.

Although they were ancient people from thousands of years ago, when the two people's eyes met, Liu Xi still couldn't hold back and took a second look.

Really live up to the word Qingjun.

The eyebrows are long and the eyes are as deep as pine smoke into ink, the skin is like white jade with clear lines, and the way of pursing the lips slightly has a sense of distance, but it also has a sense of abstinence.

Zhao Qingyu coughed untimely beside him.

Xin Qiji didn't pay much attention to Liu Xi's appearance, he was still thinking about why people in Linguo cut their hair so short that it only falls to the side of the ears and no longer hangs down.

As Zhao Qingyu's current guardian, Liu Xi is naturally a half-father. He not only has to help this brat clean up all kinds of messes, but also arranges for the ancient people picked up along the way to live in his room.

The engineering team requisitioned a piece of land next to the Senate and temporarily built a container-style house with the same two-story height. Although the plywood was a little stuffy, the weather in Yangzhou City was good, and it was very cool with the windows open.

"I am Liu Xi, the head of state of Linguo." Liu Xi moved a chair two or three meters away from him, and explained: "Because you were injured earlier, you need to stay with us for half a month to observe, After there is no serious problem, you can decide to stay or stay at will.”

He paused, and then said again: "Of course, if you insist on leaving, we won't stop you—because there are about ten days before the Jinren will call."

Xin Qiji frowned when he heard this, "Why do you know this?"

"Because of remote sensing technology." Although Liu Xi wanted to take a closer look at this handsome young man, there were already 23 unread messages on his phone, obviously urging him to end his lunch break and go back to work overtime.

"In order for you to enter and leave Yangzhou City freely, we need to apply for a certificate for you." He got up and turned on the computer next to him, and asked, "Name?"

The man looked at the lit screen with some anxiety, but because he didn't have a sword to defend himself and was afraid of hurting the child, he still said truthfully: "Xin Qiji, I'm young."

"age?"

"twenty."

"I'll give you a two-month temporary residence first," Liu Xi casually took a profile photo of him with the computer camera, put the printed QR code into the ID folder, and instructed when handing it to him: " If you want to leave, please tell us before you leave, lest this kid worry about you."

Xin Qiji looked at Qingyu, who was dangling with short legs, who gave him a piece of fruit candy with a smirk.

"He will explain to you many things in Yangzhou City."

There have been three missed calls.

Liu Zi sighed inwardly, and finally added: "This child is called Zhao Qingyu, and he may go to the farms and farms near Yangzhou to help in the future. If you want to follow along, you can also go there together."

"Uncle Liu, are you leaving?" Zhao Qingyu raised her head and said with a smile, "Is he really good-looking?"

Liu Xi didn't refute him for the first time, just glanced at the two of them, said goodbye briefly and left.

When the door was closed again, one big and one small were left in the room.

"Are you hungry? I slept all day." Zhao Qingyu scratched her head and said, "Do you want to go out with me?"

In the original plan, Xin Qiji was supposed to go south to Hangzhou, but now that he was brought to Yangzhou City, it seemed that it would not be too late to observe the situation temporarily.

More importantly, Jin Guo is coming.

Xin Qiji didn't ask any other questions, just followed the child out and went downstairs.

He was more concerned about how these foreigners would deal with the iron cavalry of the Kingdom of Jin.

Xin Qiji studied civil and martial arts since he was a child. Under the teaching of his father and grandfather, he understood righteousness and saw countless tragic scenes.

Jin people have always been like animals, regardless of whether they are old or weak, women and children, they can be killed, and the cruel methods are disgusting.

He let the little boy walk beside him, observing the surrounding situation vigilantly.

The streets in the distance are in a vaguely familiar style, but the houses nearby are as flat as bricks.

What's even more strange is that no one was wearing a sword, and they never took out a penny when receiving the meal. They only lit something they were wearing and walked away.

Zhao Qingyu took him to the cafeteria, saw that the handsome big brother was silent for a while, thought he was stunned, and only ordered two set meals, and took him to eat nearby.

Tomato stewed beef, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and fried chicken with corn kernels.

Xin Qiji didn't talk much in an unfamiliar environment.

He observed that people were eating the uniformly distributed food, and he thought it would not be poisonous, so he just ate the unobtrusive meal in silence.

The corn is fragrant and refreshing, and it is obviously something that has never been eaten before.

"How do you plan to defend the Kingdom of Jin?"

If Yangzhou City is destroyed, Hangzhou will be the next one to have an accident, and the State of Song will be completely destroyed.

Although Xin Qiji had no experience in leading troops to fight, he instinctively wanted to stay here, at least to let Yangzhou support for a while.

"It shouldn't be a big problem," Zhao Qingyu said seriously, "Do you want to take a look? I'll take you there after eating?"

Right now, people are putting infrastructure matters in the second place, and are starting to prepare for the Jin Kingdom's attack. For a while, he stopped running around and working overtime. Instead, he was told to stay away from Jiacheng and Beicheng.

Just happened to pick up a man on the way back, Liu Xi asked him to take care of this ancient man, and he also hoped that he would be less involved in the war, after all, he was just a child.

He didn't even want Zhao Qingyu to see the blood and the corpses that would inevitably appear in the future.

Since the kid is already well-known in the city, most Jiangyin people have an impression of him, so Zhao Qingyu took Xin Qiji up to the tower of the North City with only a swipe of his face, and showed him the vehicles passing by in the distance. .

More than a dozen excavators and bulldozers are already in place, and high cranes are driving towards Beicheng one after another.

It was at this moment that Xin Qiji showed surprise and asked what these things were.

"Oh, it's nothing." Zhao Qingyu wrote lightly: "We plan to spend five days rebuilding a six-meter-high city wall."

Xin Qiji thought he had a problem with his ears.

"Six days?"

Zhao Qingyu pointed to the high wall made of containers in the distance, and said casually, "Did you see that? It was piled up just the day before yesterday. It's really more than six meters high, and sparrows can't fly over it."

The young scholar looked into the distance and forcibly pressed down all the 1 questions in his heart.

These things may be answered in this child.