[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Long Mu sat opposite Liu Xi, looking very relaxed.

"Funds need to be increased." He pushed the plan over and explained: "Oil is still in the stage of building mines, but it is already certain that we will have a stable energy supply-in this case, graphene production research, It can also be advanced."

Luo Tuo, director of the Finance Bureau, was sitting next to Liu Xi, playing with his new dreadlocks and asking, "What is graphene?"

He was very curious about this little radish-like boy.

I heard that he is the grandson of Mayor Long, and he has amazing abilities——

The signal towers in the Lin and Song Dynasties were all designed and built by him, and he has a high prestige in the engineering department, and he has also participated in the reorganization and adjustment of the government system.

It's not easy to be able to do this at the age of 14.

When Luo Te himself was 14 years old, he was still lying in the game cabin busy playing dungeons and catching pets.

Liu Xi was obviously unfamiliar with this new project, and asked, "Graphene?"

Long Mu raised a smile, took a piece of paper, and gently scratched a line on it with a pencil.

"This is several layers of graphene stacked on top of each other."

That is carbon?

Does the diamond also have something to do with this?

"Graphene has a stable internal structure and is one of the strongest known materials. The first time it was successfully peeled off was in 2010, and the researchers won the Nobel Prize for it." The words are clear, like an adult: "In 2018, there will be production lines in various countries, and in 2025, it will become a common new material."

"What... can this thing do?" Luo Te looked at the project book next to him, and asked curiously, "Isn't it the number one military industry now? What can such a thin carbon coating do..."

Liu Xi obviously had no experience with these things, so he subconsciously read to him: "In contemporary times, it was once used in nanoscale sensors, transistors, new energy batteries, aerospace materials..."

"Look back." Long Mu said gently: "Page 13."

Liu Xi flipped to the back, frowned, and said, "—Special, Tesla electric circle and mass explosion defense mechanism?"

Holding a pencil in his hand, Long Mu lay half prone on the table and began to draw coils and installation diagrams.

"This circle, let's say it's a Tesla electric circle," he realized that the two liberal arts men on the opposite side showed a blank expression, and explained: "Wireless charging is clear, right? Today's battery cars and mobile phones are all wireless charging. This The technology has been generally rolled out in 2018—”

"Oh, it turns out that the wireless charging is made by that Tesla electric coil." Luo Te looked at the little boy with an expression of discovering the New World and asked, "I have never understood why wireless charging is possible? And I put Putting your finger next to the phone, it didn’t get hurt by the current, did it?”

"The key point of wireless charging is to use magnetic field to transmit energy between the charger and the electric device," Long Mu realized that he was being distracted by this uncle dressed in a non-mainstream way, so he only changed the topic and said: "This technology is not considered Difficult, the point is that if the graphene coating can be combined with the Tesla electric coil, it means that the defense of the city will no longer need the engineering team to push the box.”

With an expression of "who are you, who are you talking about, who am I" on Luo Te's face, she slowly turned her head to look at Liu Xi: "Do you understand?"

Every word he said can be understood when taken apart, but when put together, it is like a heavenly book.

Liu Xi frowned, looked at Long Mu and said, "You mean, this graphene is a conductor, and its performance is very good."

Long Mu heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.

"He means that we can now make a discharger, and the place coated with graphene will become a baking pan." Liu Xi picked up the A4 paper that looked like graffiti, and explained to Luo Te: "If the whole There is such a coating circle with a width of 20 to [-] meters near Yangzhou City, so no one can get in."

The power grid can only intercept very few people. If those ancient people discovered insulators and took logs to hit the wall, it would still be useless.

If it is really possible to carry out national defense settings according to Longmu's idea, not only can military expenses be greatly saved, but management costs and implementation difficulties will also be significantly reduced.

After all, if this kind of coated conductive defense belt is really installed, it will only take a few seconds for tens of thousands of people to cook it...

The only trouble is the loading and unloading and disposal of the corpses.

Luo Tuo was stunned for a long time, and said with a look of disbelief: "Then what kind of funding is there to approve, just paint with a pencil."

Long Mu explained: "What is needed is a graphene coating, and the precision is not the same."

"I understand what you mean. For national defense, we need to build a high-strength Tesla coil and transformer box, as well as a graphene work area that allows you to mass-produce it. Is that right?" Liu Xi nodded. Gen Yan said: "Ju Luo, give him approval."

"Is that approved?" Luo Te turned to look at him and said, "This bastard wants several million."

"Because the transformer voltage setting and fixed frequency drive of the Tesla electric coil have not yet been perfected, it will take time and money." Long Mu didn't seem to feel offended, and said gently: "After the product matures, there will be no need for it during the national defense period." There are too many defenders, and the number of workers can also be replenished."

Liu Xi put down the A4 paper, looked at Luo Te and said, "I forgot to introduce you, this is now the director of our newly established National Science and Technology Bureau, who also serves as the director of the Communications Bureau, no matter in the past or now, he is at the same government level as you. Please call him Dragon Bureau."

Luo Te almost choked on a sip of water, wiped his mouth and said, "It's fine if you carry Zhao Qingyu seventeen, this child—this child is only fourteen! Fourteen!!"

"I can make missiles." Long Mu said lightly, "If there are enough materials, I can help you launch satellites."

Luo Te was silent for a few seconds, then respectfully called Director Long.

When he came out of the meeting room with the approval document, Long Mu raised his eyes and saw Qingyu waiting outside.

Compared with Long Mu's developmental delay, Zhao Qingyu had already started to grow taller. The boy was waiting outside the door with a bag of strawberry candies, and circled over with a smile.

Long Mu was circled by him and walked two steps, curiously asked: "Why are you walking with me in your arms?"

Zhao Qingyu asked back: "Then why do you usually sleep on my leg?"

Long Mu recalled and explained: "In order to protect the cervical spine, support is needed."

Zhao Qingyu thought to herself that this is really stupid for reading, so she shook the candy in her hand: "Try this."

Long Mu took the bag of sugar and asked again: "Why did you give me your things?"

"Aren't your parents rewarding you with some candies and toys?" Zhao Qingyu said routinely, "Grandpa won't either?"

Long Mu thought for a while, and explained: "There is a snack cabinet at home, I want to go and get it by myself, if it is out of stock, just write a note on the electronic screen - but I am not interested in these."

Zhao Qingyu felt something was wrong, and asked again: "What about the toys? Did your parents never restrict you to watch anime or play games?"

"I probably don't need that." Long Mu tilted his head and thought for a while, "I have a virtual helmet at home, it's used for thinking training, and I also use it for watching documentaries."

"When you were young—" Zhao Qingyu walked forward with his arms in his arms, and saw Long Yue who came to pick him up as soon as he turned the corner, subconsciously stopped the topic, and let go of Long Mu.

The boy said goodbye politely and made a gesture to leave with his sister.

"Wait," Zhao Qingyu stared at him and suddenly asked, "Are we friends?"

Holding the bag of strawberry candies, Long Mu didn't realize it was a small gift at all, nodded and said: "Grandpa said we are friends."

Long Yue looked at the two of them with complicated eyes, and took him away without saying anything.

Zhao Qingyu stood where she was, a little at a loss.

But when Long Mu held the sugar, it was like holding a balance and a beaker, and there was no other reaction at all.

He thought...he would tear open the packaging bag, and then the two of them would eat and talk together.

Why did your grandpa say that we are friends... Don't you have any idea yourself?

-

Kong Zhiyao followed Li Luan outside the safety zone, regretting why he didn't wear a mask all the way.

He originally thought that this ancient city of Yangzhou would be the same as the one in the film and television city, with a simple style and a different atmosphere——

Unexpectedly, the further you go out, the more you can smell some strange smells.

The two Linhe streets and the government area opened by the government are safe areas, and only Yangzhou aborigines and officials can freely enter other places.

Kong Zhiyao followed her to investigate the specific city conditions, only to find out that the two streets were full of low tile-roofed houses or even thatched houses.

There are no trash cans in this era, and some people will burn some strange herbs, and the ground is also uneven, and there is no concrete floor at all.

He used to like watching artists' illusions and puppet shows, but after he really entered the living areas of these aborigines, he felt such a huge gap.

How can there be people who are so poor that they can't even build a brick house?

Along the way, the tourists passing by were all looking at Li Luan in capri pants with strange eyes, at her shoes and arms, and at the subordinates following her with some trepidation.

"On-site attendance is very important for urban planning," Li Luan turned around and explained to others: "The current key issue is to integrate the overly large residential area and the gathering living area here, and to determine the storage of core materials Location."

The subordinate who followed whispered: "The fire safety in this area cannot be guaranteed, as long as there is a fire, the whole street can be burned down."

Although there is a river not far away, it is obviously too late to fight the fire with buckets of water.

Li Luan continued to walk forward and commented: "The drainage and sewage system makes use of the natural drop, which is very scientific - the fire department wants to make this a key fire prevention zone, and there are traffic problems..."

Kong Zhiyao gradually fell to the back of the team, listening to them discussing work absently, felt more and more strange.

These ancient people are all backward and poor, why are they so kind to them.

Besides, if you give them good things, they don't necessarily appreciate it—it's better to pull them all to do coolies and dig coal.

"By the way," Li Luan stopped and asked, "Xiao Chen, do people in this era have any public social activities?"

Xiao Chen was suddenly named, and nervously recalled the information: "There are many festivals and activities, and there are many trade exchanges. Lantern fairs, temple fairs, etc. are all social in nature."

"Specifically?" Li Luan asked, "Women in Yangzhou can go in and out freely, and go out with men?"

"It seems to be okay during festivals." Xiao Chen thought of something, and immediately said: "It seems that there is a thinker named Sima Guang in the Song Dynasty, who preached that 'women will not be born in ten years', but there are also some women who are engaged in handicrafts and catering. "

It was forced to come out for livelihood.

Li Luan sighed, and said, "The Guangling Auditorium is almost finished."

"It has been built, but it has not been put into official use because of the smell of powder paint and soft decoration." The secretary next to him continued: "In addition, the elementary school and the National Library have been renovated, and they are still going inside. Move tables, benches and books."

Li Luan rubbed his brows and said, "The Guangling Auditorium is under our management now. You can arrange it. After ten days, we will hold dance parties on weekends. The time will be set from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every Saturday night."

Kong Zhiyao listened to her and couldn't help but said: "How can people in this era know how to dance ballroom dancing? They don't dare to touch a man's hand even if they wear gloves."

Hearing the questioning voice, Li Luan looked at him slowly: "Who are you?"

Kong Zhiyao was a little confused by this question, and subconsciously explained: "I am...an intern."

The others also stopped recording, and turned to look at him neatly.

Kong Zhiyao was ashamed on the face of being looked at, and he only forcibly defended: "Originally, originally, these women have formed three views. They usually walk in small groups when they go out for a walk, and they dare not look at men. Now you Letting them come out to dance is embarrassing them."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, his face was burning with panic as everyone looked at him.

Li Luan took a sip of the mineral water and said slowly, "That's why I asked people from Linguo to dance for them."

On that day, the girls of Linguo will put on the most beautiful clothes, and line up to enter the arena generously and naturally.

On that day, there will be flowers, gun salutes, and gentlemen leading them into the arena.

Even if a person from Yangzhou does not come, he has to perform for them.

What's more, people in Jiangyin like to dance, sing and play guitar together, which is nothing new.

Now that everyone was watching, Kong Zhiyao simply asked the question, and said to everyone's eyes: "I don't understand, isn't the most urgent thing in the country right now is infrastructure? Why do you spend time on these things instead of making troubles?" Houses build tunnels build walls?”

What does it matter to us whether those women come out or not.

Hearing this, Li Luan slowly turned to look at the other subordinates, and asked, "Do you want to know too?"

Several people nodded slightly.

When Kong Zhiyao saw someone responding, he gained a bit of confidence.

"It's not something to avoid." Li Luan answered slowly, obviously organizing his words: "This intern, let me ask you, how many people are there in Yangzhou City?"

"Now there should be 10 people."

"Where's Jiang Yin?"

"About [-]..."

"So, which side of the culture do you think will permeate faster through communication?" Li Luan asked.

"Of course it's from Linguo," Kong Zhiyao replied without thinking, "Linguo is so advanced—"

Halfway through his speech, the words got stuck in his throat.

"If you are studying in a new class, 70.00% of the people in it think that women should be kept at home, take care of their husbands and children, and should not participate in politics and academics. Do you think you will not be affected?"

Kong Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "We have all received modern education..."

No, people in the general environment have the tendency to conform to the herd.

Cultural export and infiltration are not things that can be resisted by IQ.

"Women in Song State and old Yangzhou are both responsible for raising children and conveying the same concept." Li Luan said slowly: "Do you think the fertility rate is higher in Linguo or in Yangzhou?"

Kong Zhiyao remembered the materials he had read, as well as the documents he had sorted out, swallowed his words, and finally bowed his head.

He still thinks things are too simple.

The answer to Li Luan's question is self-evident - even if these people don't have a house, they will desperately give birth to a litter.

Because they don't have any contraceptive measures at all, they will throw their children into the river and drown them after giving birth.

"It can't be changed, and it can't be affected."

Letting those little girls sing and dance in the square, or having a dance party in the auditorium, is also the export of cultural forms.

Li Luan knew that Liu Xi didn't have time to worry about these things now, and his thoughts were all on the confrontation and infrastructure of the four countries.

What she wants is to encourage more and more women in the Song Dynasty to come out of the house, no longer be the property of any man, no longer be the parasite of any patriarchy.

There should be more and more women in various positions and academic research in the future.

Yangzhou people are bound to infiltrate Linguo people in ten or even three years, and even beginners are set up to teach them literacy.

Cultural penetration is inevitable.

After the establishment of the Civil Affairs Bureau and the police station, the cases of domestic violence and sexual assault increased rapidly.

More and more women are reconciling and leaving, and some people come to actively seek protection, trying to get rid of the harassment and insult of their husband's family.

The Heli women in Yangzhou City were all sent to different workshops and factories by the Civil Affairs Bureau when they had no ability to survive, and began to learn new ways of making a living.

Even helping with washing clothes and cooking, you can support yourself.

There are many things to do, but there is always one thing

After the inspection, another secretary and four or five doctors were already waiting in the hall of the Ministry of Construction.

Long Yue sat next to him and rested, obviously having been checked.

Director Song Yue of the Health Bureau is organizing the only doctors to establish a medical department and planning a basic plan for training medical talents.

At present, there is a shortage of high-grade vaccines and scarce medicines, but this kind of doctor with Song Dynasty characteristics is still in the state of experimentation and observation by the government.

These four or five doctors were all recommended by Guo Di and other local families, and they also came here today to help each of them have a medical examination.

Li Luan signaled to his subordinates that they could rest on the sofa and check their pulse, and he went straight back to the office with his briefcase.

She still has several documents that she has not read.

Long Yue realized that Sister Li didn't intend to check her body at all, so she called a gentle young man to knock on the door and enter the office with him.

"Long Yue?" Li Luan raised his eyes and said, "Bring him here for my physical examination?"

"Yeah." Long Yue showed a helpless smile: "You always stay up late and work overtime, it's nothing to look at."

The young man saw the uniform on Li Luan's body, realized that it was an official, sat down a little cautiously, and asked again anxiously: "Is it true that you don't need a silk scarf?"

Li Luan held the mouse with one hand and rested the other on the mat, without any shame of being touched by the opposite sex: "Come on."

Seeing the commotion outside, Long Yue carefully closed the door.

Although the doctor was a little embarrassed, he was very focused when he was diagnosing the pulse.

"Both superficial and subtle." He observed Li Luan's complexion and said, "Please wait a moment."

Long Yue sat on her left hand side, quietly observing the tattoo beside the bracelet.

Due to the padding on the wrist, the chain slipped aside, revealing the full tattoo.

She played the violin in elementary school, and immediately recognized what it was.

A... rest.

Why tattoo a rest on the wrist, or close to the artery?

Sister Li seems to have said that this bracelet was given by Liu Yuanshou, right?

Are these two things... related?

The more the doctor was doing the diagnosis, the more weird he felt.

This is a floating pulse, and both qi and blood are deficient.

But since this woman is not married and has never given birth, why is there a sign of serious physical trauma?

"May I ask my lord, have you ever given birth to an heir?"

Li Luan looked at the computer screen and said flatly, "No."

"Have you ever had a serious illness?"

"No."

The doctor withdrew his hands, wiped off his sweat and bowed, "It's because I'm still incompetent. I always feel that my lord has lost energy and blood many times. Now that my spleen and kidney are deficient, it may be a misdiagnosis."

Li Luan paused for a moment when he clicked the mouse, and said for a while: "You step back."

"Here."

Long Yue sat beside him, looked away from the rest, and subconsciously said: "Do you need to call again?"

Li Luan seemed to have noticed something, touched his wrist, glanced at her and said with a smile, "It's nothing, you can go and do your work."

Some things are impossible to say.

Xin Qiji sat in the office, concentrating on sorting out the visit records.

Probably because Hu Fei is done with his work, now he is taking him to familiarize himself with more office workflows, and he will also take him to the newly opened barbecue restaurant outside for a drink.

He adapted to this new role very quickly and his learning ability is quite good.

There were three knocks on the door, and a short man poked his head in.

Xin Qiji got up subconsciously and recognized Cai Yuxiao, the director of the Agriculture Bureau.

"Hello, Liu Yuanshou has gone out." He asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Oh, I'm not looking for Lao Liu," Cai Yuxiao pushed his glasses and said, "Come with me."

"There is a lack of a clerk in the Agricultural Bureau, and Liu Xi asked you to fill the gap."

Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Agriculture—why does agriculture need a secretary?"

Isn't agriculture a matter of hard work?

"Ha," Cai Yuxiao said with a smile, "there's a lot of knowledge here."