The maid brought a bowl of red lacquer and drew a circle with a diameter of two feet.

The military officer who took the lead in making a fuss was named Hong Wei, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, he just stared into Qian Fan's eyes and stepped within the red line one step at a time.

According to the rules, whoever gets out of the circle first will be considered a loser.

The crowd next to them was evacuated to a slightly further place, and their eyes began to be stained with fanaticism.

Qian Fan undid the two round buttons of his uniform at the throat, slowly moved his joints left and right, and walked in.

Zhao Gou really wanted to see the difference between the two countries' Lianjiazi, so he chose the most suitable place to watch a play and was in charge of ordering.

Hong Wei learned Emei boxing, and he made a very beautiful opening gesture when he came up, bluffing his arms as if ready to break the move.

Qian Fan performed the boxing style of military boxing, squatted down on one knee with the soles of his feet on the ground, and squatted with his toes in a dragon riding step.

"rise--"

Hong Wei originally thought that the two would confront each other and turn around for half a circle to observe each other's flaws, but before he could react, Qian Fan directly hooked his right fist from his waist, and punched him with a piercing sound!

Hong Wei turned sideways to block, but it hit his chest. Qian Fan turned his left palm horizontally and struck upwards, and kicked forward with his right foot at the same time. The whole person jumped into the air like a bird and kicked Hong Wei directly. Kicked to the red line!

"it is good!!!"

"pretty!!!"

The people of Song Kingdom, who was adjacent to the country, couldn't help cheering, and the atmosphere was instantly inflated to become more lively.

Qian Fan didn't give him time to readjust his posture. The next step was to dial in the upper hook, turn sideways slightly and at the same time swing his left arm back to cooperate with the punch, his powerful calf swept over directly, and Hong Wei staggered and rolled out. After crossing the red line, he let out a long hiss from the beating.

The whole process took less than 20 seconds, so fast that it only had time for people to say hello once.

That Hong Wei suffered from pain in his lower abdomen from the beating, he staggered to his feet, only yelled that he was unsteady from drinking too much, and asked the few theatergoers around him to help him find a place.

Qian Fan looked at those military officers who were eager to try, with a smile on the side of his lips.

The difference between military boxing and ancient martial arts is that military boxing is used to kill people.

Wrestling, grabbing knives, and grabbing guns, the focus of these fighting arts is not to strengthen the body, but to solve a person in the fastest time.

Even if the opponent is carrying a gun or a stick, he must use his physical strength to kill him.

However, ancient martial arts pay attention to artistic conception and physical and mental cultivation, and the focus is different from the starting point.

Another young student who uses Xingyiquan came up and walked into the red line. As soon as people saw that he was dressed as a person from the Song Dynasty, they began to applaud and cheer.

Amidst the noise, the young man stood side by side, raised and pressed his palms together, closed his fists and raised his hands in a Tai Chi pose.

Qian Fan performed the military fist again, and his nerves tensed up again.

Zhao Gou looked at the two people in the circle and shouted again: "Get up!"

Then the young man bent his knees slightly and raised his right fist horizontally, ready to start in the three postures of the Zhuang method. The next second, Qian Fan stepped forward quickly, and his right fist rushed straight out!

The younger generation dodged sideways, but Qian Fan turned his fists into palms and directly hugged and pulled back. At this moment, he put his arms in front of his right shoulder and used his arms to block and hug his legs!

The moment he locked the man's lower body, his center of gravity moved back quickly. At this moment, his waist turned sideways and his arms pushed out, directly throwing the young man out!

Due to inertia, the man was directly thrown onto the wooden table not far away, causing the dishes on the table to slam like pearls and jade, and everyone shouted together again: "Okay!!!"

Qian Fan stood up with one hand from the ground, obviously just found the feeling of fighting, and wanted to fight for more than ten rounds.

Doctor Feng next to him coughed coldly.

Director Qian only reacted when he heard the cough. He thought that diplomatic occasions should not be played too far, so he shook his head and went to Zhao Gou to say polite words.

Although Zhao Gou's face was a bit uneasy, he enjoyed watching it very much. He smiled and rewarded the two parties with some things, and ordered the table to be set and continue to drink.

This time, no one dared to provoke their neighbors anymore.

On the day Qian Ju and Long Mu led the team back to Yangzhou, just after the end of the practice exam, the Education Bureau sent a group of teachers to use computers to grade the papers, and it took a whole day from review to verification of thousands of papers.

Most of those who passed the passing line were from Chengbei and Chengnan middle schools, and the top ten were basically young children, with a few technicians in the engineering team and highly educated soldiers in the army.

Liu Xun went to inspect the situation of the firefighters and the army, and the Senate was considered orderly.

Long Yue had no class today, so he simply went over to help.

She saw Li Luan and Sun Ci taking a form and studying something, poured two cups of tea and took them.

Li Luan looked up, and shook the form to show her the registration information inside: "There is a boy in your school ranked No. 11. I plan to transfer him to me as an assistant."

Long Yue glanced at the boy with mullet hair, slightly surprised.

"17 years old, the same age as you, a sixth-grade student in Beicheng Middle School, his name is...Kong Zhiyao?" Li Luan stroked his chin and read out the reason for joining the job he wrote.

"—I want to change the system and build a more advanced Senate."

At first glance, he looks like a stinky kid, but his grades are acceptable, his height and physique can help him carry some heavy objects and run errands, so it's no problem to come in and be an intern.

"Change the system?" Sun Ci next to him chuckled, "I thought so too when I was young."

Long Yue remembered who this boy was, and said with a little headache: "This student doesn't quite agree with democracy, and I'm afraid he's still in the stage of rebellion—he's not very obedient in my class."

Li Luan pursed his lips into a smile, and said casually: "It doesn't matter, after signing the agreement and joining the Ministry of Construction, there is nothing left for him to do."

"You guys talk first, I'll check the registration situation over there." Sun Ci thought of something before leaving, went to the table next to him to get a handful of Fort-18, and handed it to her.

"When did the Senate allow me to carry guns—" Long Yue said in surprise, "Be careful that Liu Xi knows about this."

"No, this is what Liu Yuanshou asked me to hand over to you." Sun Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "I have one too, but it's a different model."

Long Yue is a gentle girl, with long hair and a slender figure, she looks like a good student who studies obediently in the university.

She waved her hand and said hastily, "I won't..."

Li Luan took the gun from Sun Ci and put it directly in her hand: "Hold it well."

When she approached her, the fragrance of Diorbai poison came over silently.

Long Yue's pupils shrank, and he only had time to smell the scent of white amber and ambergris.

Rich and low, there is also a bit of trance charm.

After the mutation, all the people inside the Senate made a risk assessment.

Except for Liu Xi, who is the focus of protection, most women in the workplace have different degrees of personal safety risks.

When people see male officials who are out on business, regardless of their nationality, they will show respect.

But female officials also need to travel between the two cities, and some of the staff on duty still have security guards to protect them, but people like Long Mu and Li Luan who need to inspect and patrol everywhere, there are no extra people who can be pulled over as bodyguards to take care of them.

Holding the heavy gun, Long Yue looked flustered and bewildered.

Sun Ci casually handed the spare magazines to her, spoke casually and left.

Li Luan stood beside her, put out the cigarette with downcast eyes, handed the documents in his hand to the passing subordinates, and said calmly, "Come with me."

Her work has been sorted out, and she doesn't mind spending some time with this little girl to go out and practice.

Up to now, there are only two people driving sports cars inside and outside the city.

Liu Xi's silver-blue Rolls-Royce Phantom, and the silver-white Lamborghini Aventador LP700-4 in her hand.

The luxury of these two cars was well known, but no one protested.

Because they qualify.

Although Li Luan is young, he is a grand slam winner of the four-nation joint training program. At the age of 15, he won the first prize of the youth group of the Huaguo Architectural Association. At the age of 17, he entered the Raphael I studied for a master's degree in architecture at university, but I don't know why I gave up my doctorate and took the CAT exam, and finally came to Jiangyin Town.

She participated in the entire park renovation and urban planning project, and corrected many mistakes that no one could find on the drawings.

She entered Jiangyin at the age of 21, and was affirmed by everyone at the age of 23. She personally designed the architectural drawings of the government building, adding another landmark building to Jiangyin.

Long Yue was a high school student in the city next door before the time-space change. He was originally going to be admitted to Rafael University to study medicine in 2031, but he never thought that he would not be able to go back after taking his cousin home to see his grandfather.

Probably because she might be her junior, she had a secret yearning and respect for Li Luan before.

The car drove directly out of the city and followed the path to the distant mountains and forests.

Long Yue had never left the safe zone before, and he was already a little panicked at this moment.

She subconsciously looked at Li Luan, but saw that the woman had proper makeup and a diamond-encrusted deer head brooch pinned to her uniform, as if she was going out to attend a certain meeting.

The car was parked next to a back mountain. Someone cleaned it up and built a shooting range.

Four targets were drawn on the stone wall, and dozens of bullet marks had been left on the hard stone surface.

Li Luan led her to a distance, and asked, "How much is the prescription of the glasses?"

Long Yue usually wears contact lenses, no one has noticed her short-sightedness at all, so he was startled at this moment before saying: "More than 200 degrees."

Li Luan hummed, and directly half-circled her body, motioning her to hold the butt of the gun.

"This gun is called Fort-18. It is made of all steel and can be single-action or double-action."

Her fingertips were cold and soft, guiding Long Yue to make the correct posture for holding the gun.

"Keep your chin lower."

Li Luan's voice was low and magnetic, and his enunciation was clear and somewhat sexy without knowing it.

Long Yue smelled the increasingly intense scent of the perfume, and suddenly noticed that the top notes were jasmine and sweet orange.

"Concentrate." The wine-red nails tapped on the gun stock, bringing her back to her senses: "See clearly, the manual safety is on the left side of the rear of the slide."

"When unloading, remove the magazine, then pull the sleeve back to eject the elixir, and when releasing the sleeve, point the muzzle in a safe direction before pulling the trigger."

Because Li Luan was holding her halfway, even her curly long hair fell to her ears.

Long Yue tremblingly let her hug him, completely lacking his composure in front of the students, he only nervously said at this moment: "No—don't hug him, right?"

The adult image she created in school has no meaning in front of Li Luan.

Long Yue even felt that he was no different from the little girl in front of her, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Li Luan didn't answer her, but calmly said, "Look at the bull's-eye."

Load, aim, shoot.

"boom--"

The sudden violent recoil caused Long Yue to lean back directly, but Li Luan held him firmly with his shoulders.

"Come again."

Aim, shoot.

"boom--"

Long Yue tried his best to control his limbs, but the moment he pulled the trigger, his body sank back, and the muzzle of the gun was pushed up by force, not even hitting the outermost circle of the target.

"Come again."

She took a deep breath, trying to block out the poisonous and bewitching aroma, aimed again, and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

"The comprehension is good." Li Luan let go of her, and said calmly, "It will be fine if you hit it a few more times."

She took the gun in her hand, and her tone was so familiar that she seemed to be introducing her old friend: "This gun has a range of 50 meters. It can be equipped with a flamethrower and a tactical flashlight. I will bring you here to shoot more times when I have time."

Long Yue rubbed his slightly sore wrist, and subconsciously said, "I probably don't need it normally."

"I told you how to wear and maintain it on the road." Li Luan glanced at her, shaking a gun in his hand: "Riding a horse, driving a car, shooting a gun, it's best to learn all of them until you are familiar with them."

"After the change of time and space, the morality and order you are familiar with actually no longer exist." She looked down at the phone, her tone was flat and gentle: "I still have half an hour to rest, come a few more times."

-

Zhao Qingyu nestled at home, and the whole person huddled together to play games.

Liu Zi came back after finishing his work, and opened the door at the same time as Xin Qiji in the bathroom.

He glanced at Xin Qiji's lean and tall figure, pretended not to care, turned his eyes away, and only looked at Zhao Qingyu, who was still playing The Legend of Zelda, and said, "Long Mu is back."

Zhao Qingyu trembled, but the movement of her hands still did not stop: "Ang..."

"He asked me to convey that the old man will read the paper tomorrow, so don't forget it."

Zhao Qingyu jumped up as if there was a catapult under her buttocks, and rushed directly into the side sleeper to turn on the computer. After a while, there was the sound of crackling keyboards.

Xin Qiji looked at the owner of the house in his bathrobe and greeted him very politely.

Liu Xi kept him here on the grounds that the concussion had to be observed for half a month.

But in fact, the doctor later changed into casual clothes and came over to take a look and said there was nothing wrong.

Keeping this person at home to read, eat, and live may be trying to win over one or two more.

If you can't win over, Zhao Qingyu's pocket money will be deducted, there is nothing to say.

There is also a paulownia chessboard on the tea table next to the sofa, with black and white pieces scattered on it.

Xin Qiji played with Qingyu before, and now he sat down wiping his hair.

He quickly became familiar with the living habits of Linguo people, and even wanted to cut off his long hair.

Those habits are accumulated after thousands of years. Whether it is simple etiquette or neat short hair, the purpose is to simplify and facilitate life.

And even more satisfying is the sitting toilet.

——This thing is really clean and hygienic, I am afraid that there is no such thing in the palace of Song Dynasty.

"Come to play Go?" Xin Qiji looked at the man and casually invited.

Liu Xi sat across from him and picked up the pad next to him.

Since the original owner is Liu Xi, the PAD does not need to enter a password, and the face recognition is automatically opened.

Xin Qiji was a little surprised when he discovered this—every time he used this PAD, he needed to input numbers, so why didn't President Liu use it?

Liu Xun flipped through the unclosed pages, looked at the operation traces and history, and found Xin Qiji's notes and homework.

The original school was divided into middle school and high school, and after the time-space change, it was directly divided into primary school and middle school grades one to six.

However, Xin Qiji's learning is very complicated, obviously he has been exploring different directions.

His chemistry and physics have improved rapidly, and his historical test scores have risen from more than 20 points to the current 50 points.

The Chinese textbook has only been read, and the progress is 22.5%, which seems to be a general interest in modern prose.

Mathematics is a basic course, and there are always many things that I don’t understand. There are key symbols next to the entries explained by various terms.

Being able to understand how to use the PAD within a month, and also start to systematically learn the knowledge of various subjects, is already very good for an ancient person.

Xin Qiji didn't expect that the emperor started to flip through his homework and papers when he disagreed with him. He showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and he just defended in a low voice: "I'm still learning..."

Liu Xi took a pen and corrected the remaining paper on the screen, looked up at him and said, "Can't even understand the biology book?"

Both the scroll and the book show signs of being opened repeatedly, but the browsing progress is 2%.

Xin Qiji smiled wryly: "Could it be that the things of the human body are all opened up to see?"

"It was like this hundreds of years ago." When Liu Xi said this, he suddenly realized that the two people were not in the same timeline, and changed his words: "Modern medicine is constantly summarizing and improving on the basis of predecessors, and biology is also the same. in this way."

"Biosphere, cells, microscopes, etc., although I have searched related entries and videos, there are still many things I don't understand." Xin Qiji propped his chin and said: "Scholars in our country only study poetry and books. You have so many things to test here."

"I'm also very strange." Liu Xi looked at him, showing the same curious expression: "You only learn those theories of benevolence and righteousness, how do you manage the country?"

"Why not?" Xin Qiji asked rhetorically: "A gentleman governs the world with benevolence and morality. It is the most authentic knowledge to be able to sympathize with the people after studying the Four Books and Five Classics."

"Is that so?" Liu Xi looked at him and said, "When mountain torrents, earthquakes and tsunamis, or epidemics break out, and population expands, you also use benevolence to solve problems?"

When did morality become the panacea for governing the country?

Xin Qiji showed dissatisfaction: "Aren't those natural disasters? How can people fight against natural disasters?"

"Why not?" Liu Xi slid out of a new window, showed him videos of emergency rescue and disaster relief, and also dug out old news reports on the treatment of epidemic diseases, and showed him all of them: "If you don't develop and summarize technology, just rely on poetry and prose." to solve the problem?"

Engineering, medicine, mathematics, which one is not the pillar that can support the country.

Even law studies can provide real services——

And morality?

Even if all children are brainwashed with morality from an early age, there will still be security issues and criminal cases. The evil of human nature can be solved by the influence of the environment rather than by memorizing books.

Xin Qiji couldn't refute his question for a while, but if he agreed with his point of view, it was tantamount to admitting that what he had learned in the past 20 years was useless.

Liu Xi asked him this question today, and he has indeed asked himself countless times in the past ten days.

Even if Zhao Qingyu and Liu Xi don't admit it, he can still confirm from countless traces that these people came from thousands of years later.

Their history is real, and their food and clothing are all things that are thousands of years later.

Because of this, Xin Qiji was a little confused and confused.

He himself is still young. On the one hand, he has been educated in Confucianism for 20 years. He deeply believes that benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness are the essence handed down from generation to generation. Studying this thing.

The background of the two countries is completely opposite.

"Go change your clothes, I'll take you somewhere." Liu Xi glanced at his tight waistline, and forced himself to look away again.

It's been too long to be single, and even young people who are four or five years younger than me want to do it.

Liu Xi, don't be a beast.

Xin Qiji didn't realize that it was inappropriate for him to be naked, so he nodded and changed his clothes.

When he first lived here, he didn't trust anyone here, and even regarded himself as a prisoner in his heart.

But when he really got the promise to leave as he wanted, deep down in his heart, he was greedy and wanted to stay for a while longer.

Ancient and modern things are constantly merging into him.

He wore a classic hair crown on the outside, but his clothes were changed into a simple long-sleeved shirt.

What I remember in my mind is Chunqiu Zuozhuan, but what I see in my eyes is physical chemistry.

Many things are impacting and merging with each other, and they are also silently reversing his inner cognition.

The car drove to the agricultural park in the southeast, which was much more lively than two months ago.

Liu Xi took him in by swiping his card to see the greenhouses and water diversion devices, as well as improved varieties and batch-planted corn and potatoes.

Xin Qiji silently followed behind him, constantly comprehending everything that happened in front of him.

Liu Xi turned around and showed him the planter slowly moving on the field.

"One person, operating this machine, can complete the amount of sowing that fifty farmers need to sow in a day."

This is the moral benevolence and righteousness you believe in, which can never be given.

When Liu Xi did these things, there was actually an element of anger in it.

What annoyed him was not Xin Qiji's decision to go back to Hangzhou, but the uncivilized and ignorant aborigines in the entire Yangzhou city.

No matter how many times the government has publicized it, there are still rumors that potatoes and corn are highly poisonous and are ruining their land.

No matter how many people are in charge of the traffic situation, there are always people who block the main road with ox carts, horse-drawn carts or even sedan chairs, and roll around to avoid fines.

Not to mention all kinds of superstitious phenomena in the city, and the quietly bound feet of women at home.

This is not something he can change overnight.

No matter how rationally you understand these ancient people, you will always feel a little irritable and unhappy in your heart.

He, Liu Xi, is a human being, and he is also a person with temper and temperament.

People who have not received education are like babies who put everything in their mouths.

You can't blame them, but you can't let them continue to do all kinds of disgusting things like abandoning babies and molesting young children.

Xin Qiji stood behind him, looked at the boundless blue green on the field ridge, and suddenly asked: "Then your way of governing the country, is this?"

"No, we don't use science and technology to govern the country." From the beginning to the end, Liu Xi didn't take out his temper on anyone, but his tone was a little cold: "We will continue to discuss and summarize the scientific way of governing the country, and then develop The corresponding theories—society, economy, and population—have their own management systems.”

Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly took two steps forward and curtseyed to him.

Although Liu Xi had heard that Yali in the Song Dynasty knelt on one knee, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back: "You can't do it, you can't do it, you can't do it!!!"

If those people in the distance mistakenly think that they have been proposed, no matter how they explain it, it will be troublesome.

Xin Qiji knelt in front of him on one knee, his eyes were clear and serious.

"Liu Yuanshou, can I take you as my teacher?"

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