[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

When Liu Xi and the others returned to Jiangyin with sapphire, Hu Fei had already followed the people carrying a large bag of silver to find the place where the oil was blown.

In the outskirts of Yangzhou at the end of May, brocade-like mountain flowers are dotted among the greenery, and even the air smells like grass leaves.

Hu Fei didn't have the time to look at the picturesque mountains and fields, but his mind was on the mouth of the spring that was full of oil in the mouths of the people.

The little old man was a little afraid of this car, but he had heard from relatives in the neighborhood that this was a mount that only the protoss in Linguo could ride on. It was filled with the voices of fairy fairies, and it was warm in winter and cool in summer without having to light a fire!

The jeep made [-] turns in the ravine, made a few wrong drives on the way, and almost fell into the ditch.

Hu Fei endured his temper to communicate with him, and finally found the mouth of the spring.

Among the bushes and chaotic rocks, there is a spring mouth with fine flowing water. Although there are clear springs bubbling continuously, the water volume is too small to form a stream that can be seen at a glance.

Hu Fei got closer, and let the flying insects hidden under the blades of grass scatter suddenly, and saw what he and others had been looking for for a long time at a glance——

Where the water gushes out, there is indeed a layer of oil flowers floating on it, which glows with strange colors under the sunlight.

It's oil -- there's oil!

The radar made by Zhao Qingyu is on the roof of the government building. It looks like the TV pot that received program signals 100 years ago. It uses a smooth parabola to enhance signal reception.

Because Liu Xi was exposed to the outside air, he began to sneeze one after another. Qian Fan was a little nervous watching from the side: "Is this thing strong in radiation?"

Zhao Qingyu really wanted to take out a few emoticons to greet him.

"No." The little guy turned his head away, took out the laptop in his schoolbag, and started typing on the keyboard: "Have you got in touch with Brother Hu?"

Obviously Hu Fei looks older than himself, why is he called brother...

Liu Zi glanced at the Pikachu painted next to the receiver, and called Hu Fei.

"We have already found the place - in the lower reaches of Yangzhou, about an hour and a half away." Hu Fei was afraid that their signal would not be clear enough, so he said in a loud voice: "Qingyu installed an app for me before, saying that it can transmit the corresponding frequency Signal, wait a minute—"

On the other end, Qingyu opened the console and logged in to the management account casually.

Several members of the scientific research department stood behind him, and they all looked at how the kid operated with admiration and surprise.

The scientific research department was established in November last year at the behest of the old man. The initial job was to sort out the books and materials and back up all the knowledge reserves.

Later, more and more people with middle and high education were absorbed from the army and various units, further expanding the team.

At this time, the Senate has become more and more clear about the division of labor and divisions, and has divided work locations according to work needs.

All government departments that are related to the construction of Yangzhou City and require extensive research, such as the Health Bureau and the Finance Bureau, have basically moved all their offices to the government area of ​​Yangzhou City.

The new departments, such as the Ministry of Communications, the Ministry of Scientific Research, and the Ministry of Education, are all divided into several floors of the government building.

If the situation is optimistic, the entire Jiangyin Town can be taken care of by air conditioning in summer.

As the spinning circle finally stopped, Zhao Qingyu's eyes lit up, and she pointed to the screen: "The signal from Brother Hu has been found—locating."

This large signal pot can emit electromagnetic waves to the designated area, and the composition method is very similar to the sonar positioning of dolphins.

Moreover, due to the different densities and materials of objects, there will be obvious differences in the waveform and amplitude of reflected electromagnetic waves.

Because of this, as long as you keep adjusting the frequency of electromagnetic waves like playing an old-fashioned radio, you can gradually get the desired geological conditions.

Liu Xi thought that the result would come out soon, but he didn't expect that the amount of calculation was too large. After waiting for a long time, everyone was still in the process of repeated calculation and imaging, so he set up a table on the roof to play mahjong.

Zhao Qingyu doesn't know how to play mahjong, and has to wait for the result, so she directly carries the sleeping bag up and holds the switch to fall into dead house mode.

"Listen!"

"Hey! You!"

"Brother Liu!" Zhao Qingyu suddenly interrupted their uproar, his tone obviously much abnormal than usual: "Brother Liu, come here quickly!!!"

Liu Xi didn't even have time to put down the card he just got in his hand, he just grabbed the chicken and ran to his side.

"Brother Liu," Zhao Qingyu swallowed hard, and explained, "Look at the screen, all the areas I marked as dark gold are all oil."

Holding the mahjong tile, Liu Xi didn't feel the sharp pain in his palm at all.

He slowly said: "But in this thumbnail... the whole piece is dark gold."

Not just Yangzhou.

The entire Huainan East Road and the surrounding area are all dark gold in different shades.

Standing by the side, Qian Fan gasped and turned to look at Bai Lu.

"If the data is correct," Bai Lu frowned, "Our neighboring country can be called the country of oil."

"I also wrote a program to let them calculate the approximate amount of oil reserves." Zhao Qingyu opened another window and showed them the calculation results: "Wait a minute, how many zeros are there in my count..."

"7000 million to [-] million tons." Liu Xi read out the number and said slowly: "Jiangyin has no oil production industry, only oil refineries..."

"It doesn't matter." Bailu looked at the screen and said: "Even with the original drilling, the production of more industries can be continuously restored."

They need to train more workers and assign those forced to join the army to new production positions.

"Expand the army, expand the industry." Qian Fan leaned over to look at other data, and asked: "Is this oil really the kind of crude oil we will use in 2030?"

"You'll know when you get a bucket," Zhao Qingyu glanced at them with the candy in his mouth: "Can I get off work?"

Tokyo.

Tang Yi's identity is no secret.

After he and King Hailing came out of that room, he became a counselor accompanying Wan Yanyong. Later, King Hailing rose up and ascended the throne, so he was carried to the position of Minister of Rites.

Wan Yanyong is usually a virtuous and virtuous corporal, and he never acts arrogantly. Even if his beloved wife dies with hatred, he can hold his breath, which makes all his subordinates admire him.

On the one hand, Wan Yanyong's prestige is protecting him in secret, and on the other hand, there are more and more theories about the mysteries of Linguo. Although Tang Yi didn't have long hair, even though he looked like a Han, he didn't need to kneel lowly. The nobles of the Kingdom of Jin asked more questions.

The first gift he brought to the Dading Dynasty was the assembly line.

At that time, when King Hailing had not yet rebelled, he and his uncles and uncles secretly sent people to make armor.

Tang Yi is bound and free on weekdays, but he can follow along on patrol.

He only leaned over to whisper a few words, and taught Wanyan Yong a new method.

——Assemble each component by a dedicated person instead of a single craftsman?

What kind of weird construction is this?

Although Wan Yanyong had reservations, he still ordered his subordinates to try it out.

Unexpectedly, although the cumbersomeness of materials and decorations has not changed, the time has been greatly reduced, so that the output exceeds everyone's expectations.

After the news got out, the secret speculation that he was a "miracle man" became more and more persuasive.

Later, Wan Yanyong found the team of golden soldiers who first spotted them, and interrogated them for a long time.

According to the judgment, there are probably only three people who fled to the territory of the Kingdom of Jin and survived in the end.

Tang Yi was alone, the prisoner Wei Yuan was alone, and there was another...

When Tang Yi was summoned again, he found a woman dressed as Legie kneeling under the stage.

When he caught a glimpse of the long hairpins on the temples and the curled skirts of the clouds, he didn't take it seriously.

But when he saw that face, he froze for a few seconds.

"Yun——Yunqi?!"

The woman slowly raised her head, there was no trace of being beaten on her body, and she even had a slight smile on her face.

Yun Qi, she is a monster.

When Tang Yi was an intern in Shanghai's foreign company, he was used to seeing all kinds of women with heavy makeup.

But when he saw Yun Qi, he really understood what it means to be charming.

Even if this woman is naked, just casually calling for someone to hand him a glass of water, the upturned ending sound is like bewitching.

Tang Yi is a very self-aware person.

A woman like Yun Qi is called a coquettish bitch in modern Internet slang.

Almost all the women in the company do not keep company with her, and are even wary of her existence. Even trivial chats and gossips will be interrupted at the same time when they see her, and the men are also talking about who is behind her.

But it happened to be her again, who not only sat in the top management, but also maintained some seemingly non-existent relationships with every man - except Tang Yi who always walked around her.

I heard that during a New Year's Eve reception, Mr. Zhao, who didn't drink alcohol because of his health, was offered a glass of wine by her, and he took a big sip under the smiling gaze of the woman.

She didn't die!And it even looks radiant, with no signs of injury at all!

Moreover, he was still wearing the costumes of the Kingdom of Jin, and the jewels on his head were obviously in ancient styles, as if he had completely changed his role!

Tang subconsciously turned his head to look at Wan Yanyong, who smiled and said, "Is this your female slave from Linguo?"

"Give her to you as a reward, and take it as a little favor from me."

Tang Yi's pupils shrank, realizing that the ancient people in this country did not regard women as human beings.

He subconsciously looked at the pretty Yun Qi, wondering whether to ask her to be a free person.

Before he could say anything, Yun Qi knelt down deftly, with a clear and melodious voice like a twitter.

"Thank you Your Majesty for your grace."

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It wasn't until he returned to the other courtyard where he lived that Tang Yi finally relaxed his tense posture, looked at this strange but familiar woman with a very complicated expression, and frowned: "Is it okay to be a slave? Is it okay to kneel down to others?" ?”

Yun Qi fiddled with her hair, and when she raised her sleeves, her slender and fair wrists were exposed, like a secret temptation.

"Yun—Qi." Tang Yi frowned and said, "Are you crazy? Do you really think you are an ancient person?"

The woman with the cloud-watching bun raised her head with a smile, her brows and pupils shimmering in the light.

"Since they have accepted me as a female slave, why are you asking these questions?"

Are you kidding me? We used to meet each other in regular meetings. The two of them are colleagues after all, okay?

At that time, she was still a lone ostentatious woman in the management team, wearing deep V boots with curly hair, Tang Yi only had his pure white and ignorant little rabbit in his heart, so he didn't pay attention to her.

Later, when she fled, she somehow followed her. Although she still put on facial mask and painted nails at night, and there were aromatherapy in the tent, she did things fairly neatly, and even helped Xiao Gou a little, but Tang Bianbian didn't say anything.

But now—what's the situation now?

"I ask you, did they sleep with you? Do you need my help for abortion or contraception?" Tang Yi frowned: "Don't take these things as a joke."

"Of course I've settled it." Yun Qi took out a small mirror out of nowhere, checked whether the lip makeup was stained, and said slowly: "The work is average, and the size is good."

"...?!"

She is simply a walking fort!What is integrity, it doesn't exist!

Tang Yixin thought that this woman was a lunatic, and said with the remaining patience: "Yun Qi, you have to understand that you are now a slave, and even I can abuse you. This is a troubled world!"

He has been in Hailing Prince's Mansion for more than three months, and although he has regained his health and sanity, he always has a desperate attitude.

What I am doing, how to survive, and how to plan for the future are all messed up together.

The woman glanced at her phoenix eyes, and smiled charmingly: "I'm afraid you don't want to abuse me."

this!indivual!Crazy!son!

Tang Yi walked away directly, and ordered his servants to find a room for her to live in. The food and clothing expenses were the same as his own, so he just treated her as an idler in the yard.

The maids and servants around Tang Yi are all from Wanyan Yongbo, all of them are capable and clever, and now they find that there is a beautiful girl in the yard, and they are a little puzzled.

This young and beautiful woman looked like an old acquaintance of Master Shang Shu, and the two of them talked very intimately, why didn't they sleep in the same room?

Some of the younger maidservants went to bring her makeup and clothes, but they were stunned by her cheeks flushed slightly, and they left the room as if fleeing.

These servants are nothing more than listening to the emperor's order and coming to watch the situation.

But after this woman came to the yard, she looked at flowers during the day or asked for a pen and paper to draw. If she had nothing to do, she called a musician to learn how to play the piano and flute, and she lived a very comfortable life.

Tang Yi had too many things in his mind, and he had to guide the improvement of the assembly line and assembly line, so he didn't communicate with her at all, and he hardly saw her after more than ten days.

Occasionally bump into one side, but also nodded extremely coldly, not interacting with her.

All Tang Yi's questions had not been answered, he was too lazy to ask, but Wan Yanyong wanted to.

Now it is the end of May, and the various miracles in Linguo have been confirmed to varying degrees.

This Tang Yi looks extremely intelligent, but in fact he is also very intelligent in doing things. If he can be made loyal, he can even be asked to assist his descendants.

Wan Yanyong is extremely concerned about this strange country, because the situation and strength of the three kingdoms of Song, Jin and Mongolia are under his control, only this adjacent country is completely out of the plan.

The more so, the more frequently he asked the spies about the woman.

It is said that after this woman was taken away by the golden soldiers, not only was she not raped in public, but she also got a horse to ride.

After she entered the tent, the whole camp had a carnival all night long, but no one was willing to hurt her. Some people even went to the brothel to ask for some ointment and rouge after they were happy, and quietly gave it to her.

You know, these soldiers are rough men who have done all sorts of ridiculous things, how could they bow their heads in front of this woman?

Later, the female slave was sent all the way up. First, she was presented as a treasure to a general, and then the senior officials above the general heard rumors that she was going to leave. Finally, she was inquired by spies and brought back to the palace in Tokyo.

Wan Yanyong deliberately rewarded her to Tang Yi, who came from the same country, in order to obtain more information.

... This woman, he had seen once before.

Her skin was shatterable, her eyebrows and eyes were full of color, even if she lowered her head and pursed her lips while smiling, it was a bit coquettish.

The spy escorted her all the way back to Tokyo, and when she asked about the evaluation, her face turned red even after holding back for a long time.

"A—a complete whore!"

This is a strange and very apt evaluation.

As soon as the beginning of June arrived, Tang Yi began to participate in the rectification of redundant troops and the reform of farmland, and the number of times he went home became less and less.

The woman was still well-behaved and well-behaved, but occasionally she would tease the servants who brought her food—whether male or female.

Tang Yi didn't want to have any contact with her at all, no one would believe Yan Yong after saying this.

He decided to make contact with him in the past.

Tang Yi got a house after he was promoted to be the Minister of Rites.

When Wan Yanyong entered, all the servants were well-trained like the servants of Wanyan's family, bowing and saluting to make way for him.

Following his memory, he walked to the other courtyard, and heard the intermittent sound of the flute inside.

Obviously he can't blow it, and he blows it extremely badly.

Leaning against the edge of the window is a woman with draped cloud sleeves, her long hair is pulled into a loose bun, and her chest doesn't like the Song-style restraints, so it has been pulled away quite a distance—so much so that even a touch of her breasts can't be seen. Can catch a glimpse.

Probably hearing the sound of footsteps, she glanced over casually, and the musician next to her noticed that His Majesty was coming, and hurriedly knelt down to salute.

Wan Yanyong looked at her through a window, but the other party had no intention of going out to salute her at all.

— as if knowing that he would not be offended by it.

The emperor was silent for a moment, and slowly approached the east wing.

The musician was a captured Han Chinese, so he didn't dare to listen to the affairs of the two of them, so he retreated in a panic and hid away.

There was an elegant smell of green water fragrance in the room, the woman was leaning on the couch without any posture, her slender legs and slender waist were undoubtedly revealed.

Due to the death of his beloved wife, Wan Yanyong has not touched a woman for a long time.

Seeing the looming lines and fair skin, his throat moved subconsciously.

"come over."

Yun Qi got off the bed slowly, and stood beside him, still smiling: "Where are you coming from?"

Wan Yanyong drank his tea with a straight face, but did not answer her words.

The next second, the woman suddenly snuggled into his arms like a satin, her soft and fragrant body nestled in his arms, their cheeks were extremely close.

Wan Yanyong's breathing stopped for a few seconds.

What a whore.

Yun Qi only raised his fingers to shake his hand, and let the cold touch spread on the back of his hand, and even fed himself a mouthful from his hand.

"presumptuous."

She raised her eyes and said slowly: "Your Majesty just likes such presumptuousness?"

Wan Yanyong's expression turned cold, but he realized that he didn't want to push her out of his arms at all.

It is light and soft, just like holding a cloud.

The long hair rubbed against his neck, and occasionally rubbed and scratched unconsciously, which made him itchy in his heart.

It's a slut, it's a bitch!

After she was kidnapped by the golden soldiers, she was able to party all night with others, let alone how many men touched her in Linguo!

This is a monster!Charm!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his mind was shaking, and he even wanted to take a look at the shape of her lips.

The delicate and bewitching fragrance spread, like poison, making Wan Yanyong's mind more and more confused.

He finally looked down at her.

"Huh? Are you looking at my lips?" Yun Qi stood up, half-lying on his chest, rubbed her micro-pink lips against his cheek, and gave a light kiss like a reward.

That kiss was slightly sweet, almost like a reward.

Can't stay here any longer.

He even had the conditioned reflex to hold her tighter and deepen the kiss.

Wan Yanyong took a deep breath for a moment, only forced his mind to hold her arms, stood up stiffly, and then walked out with big strides.

If you stay there any longer, something will happen.

No, you can't! !

This woman's origin is unknown, and she is still from Linguo, so she must not be touched casually——

If a cold knife comes to kill you during the lingering relationship, you will be the idiot in that game!

When the emperor walked out, he walked faster and faster, his face was extremely livid.

And the way he walks is kind of weird.

Yun Qi lay on the soft blanket and played with her hair, and clicked her tongue regretfully.

I heard that his children are in their 20s, why is he still acting like a baby.

After Wanyan Yong returned to the palace, the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt.

He, Wan Yanyong, did not change his face even before the coercion of the old emperor, but now he is hiding a woman?Just because I was afraid of what kind of trap she would fall into?

What is this riding a horse?

Seeing the angry look on the emperor's face, the eunuch below carefully came over to pour tea.

"The official family..."

"Stop drinking, prepare to drive!"

"go……"

"Go to the Tang Mansion!"

The sky was fine, and Yun Qi was sleeping lazily with a soft pillow, even her long hair was scattered on the blanket.

Vaguely, she heard footsteps again.

"Get up." Wanyan Yonghan said in a cold voice, "I have something to ask you."

She half-opened her eyes and said slowly, "Miss me?"

"You, sit, upright."

The two guards standing behind Wan Yanyong watched the whole process.

We don't know anything, really.

Yun Qi rubbed his eyes and sat up obediently.

"Put on your clothes!" Wan Yanyong shouted, "Women don't understand any rules!"

"Your Majesty, don't be nervous." The woman chuckled and said softly, "I won't eat you again."