[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

The biggest difference in the Lin Song Dynasty lies in the demythologization of power.

Liu Xi used to be the mayor of the town. He went to the nightclub to have two glasses of gin when he had nothing to do, and danced on stage when he was in the mood. When he was on annual leave, he occasionally helped the neighbor walk the dog, or went to the Internet cafe to connect with friends. A tall and mysterious figure.

He is a young man no different from anyone else, and he got the position by scribbling on the answer sheet with a pen. Although the answer sheet is crooked, the essays and other subjective questions are written quite beautifully, but the words are a bit cursive. .

In the past few years, people in the town have met him more or less. After all, no matter whether it is production or reform, he will always come to inspect and investigate, and everyone is happy to cooperate.

Nowadays, in the ball, people are playing their own things tacitly, and no one has unnecessary harassment to anyone.

People who are waiting for an invitation, have shallow glasses with ice cubes, and just want to sit down and rest for a while, will probably ask the waiter to refill the glass half full.

Liu Xun's wine glass was full, and he was chatting with Qian Fan and the others with a smile, when he saw Li Luan gesturing at him from afar, he left the scene.

Zhao Gou looked at it from a distance, he planned to take two beautiful girls from Linguo away from the beginning, but he didn't expect that Linguo was open but refused to trade women, what a twist.

Others understand the rules, and there are also people who drank their wine glasses and were really invited by the little girl to sway in the arena, with a restrained and happy expression.

People from the Ministry of Culture temporarily acted as diplomats and explained to them carefully.

The girls here are warm and hospitable, but dancing with her doesn't mean you can touch her, nor does it mean she's interested in you, let alone take people away casually.

Lu You was depressed and bored because of the previous incident, and he was not in the mood to play Fengyue, so he just sat next to him and drank wine.

He is now in his thirties. Although he has a beard, he has an extraordinary temperament and a restrained expression.

Some girls were curious about what the men of the Song Dynasty looked like, so they held up the corners of their skirts and smiled and went to dance with them.

"Sir, do you want to play in the past?"

"What?" Lu You looked at the little girl's looming collarbone and shoulders, waved his hands in a panic and said, "I don't know how to do that."

A few officials next to him who couldn't wait for the invitation for a long time simply booed: "Fang Weng, they are all here in the country, do as the Romans do!"

"That's right, let's see it for our brothers, and it would be nice to write a flowery poem later, hahaha!"

The little girl smiled and saw that he was just embarrassed, so she took his hand and led him into the dance floor.

More and more Yangzhou men and women are also pouring in here, starting to watch or go in in twos and threes.

The music changed to a soothing and leisurely tune. Most people are not very good at dancing, but they also know the joy of slow rocking and casual chatting.

When Xin Qiji saw Liu Xi approaching, he subconsciously refused, "No need, Master Li, I'm not very good at it yet..."

"What are you afraid of?" Liu Xi took Xin Qiji's hand from Li Luan quite naturally, and began to lead him around: "Follow the melody, don't think too much."

Xin Qiji looked into his eyes, and stepped on his foot before he could say anything.

Just now, I learned quite quickly with Mr. Li——

Liu Xi frowned, and asked, "I'm so pretty? You can't move your eyes?"

Xin Qiji had never been teased like this before, he just shook his head, trying to keep up with his pace.

"Crack." I stepped on my foot for the second time.

Liu Zi laughed helplessly, and only comforted him a few words, leading him to slow down.

"Crack." The third time.

"I'm sorry..." Xin Qiji thought to himself that if this was in Song Dynasty, his head would have been cut off countless times, so he bowed his head and apologized, "Why don't you change someone else, I'm really not very good at it."

"Is it because you are not used to dancing with men?" Liu Xun said calmly, "I saw that you didn't know where to put your eyes when dancing with Li Luan, so I thought you were shy to get along with girls."

He still has a little understanding of the etiquette and law of the Song Dynasty.

"No," Xin Qiji subconsciously argued, "I can do well..."

Liu Xi looked at him, lowered his head and smiled, and said gently: "There will be dances on weekends from now on, so you can come and relax when you're tired from work."

He knew what Li Luan meant.

Li Luan's face was cold and his heart was warm. Although he usually treated everyone with a business-like appearance, he actually cared about others quietly.

Liu Xi has been single for four or five years, and he is used to being alone at night. Now that the time and space have changed and he has lost the opportunity to leave Jiangyin, although he feels it is a pity, he doesn't think much about developing stories with anyone.

He has a heavy responsibility, so he needs someone who can understand him.

But this request is really too difficult.

This has nothing to do with academic qualifications or job titles. In Liu Xi's view, it is difficult for people to understand each other. Being tolerant and understanding is already very good.

As a young man whose life plan was interrupted, Xin Qiji was able to actively learn all kinds of knowledge in Yangzhou as an ancient person, which is already commendable-the figure and appearance are indeed enough for his appetite.

What Liu Xi could give him was advice on work and a little friendliness.

There will be no more thoughts, and no greater share of feelings will be added.

After the second round of dancing, Sun Ci called Liu Xun to explain the work arrangement for the day, and at the same time told him to have another round of drinking with the officials of the Song Dynasty. Liu Xun nodded with a smile.

Xin Qiji danced two more dances with strange girls and followed the crowd to find his place.

Zhao Qingyu had already gone back to write the thesis, while Long Mu was still sitting in the original position, and began to sketch the group portrait on the dance floor on a new layer.

He glanced at the boy beside him who was concentrating on painting, and looked at the tables not far away that belonged to Song State officials.

There—that was where he wanted to go.

The officials of the Song Dynasty, who heard that there was still an emperor, all came today.

Xin Qiji's eyesight was excellent, he could distinguish the patches on their official uniforms, and followed the difference between the high and low to find the position of the emperor.

As expected, that person was surrounded by aloofness as he had imagined, but his eyes were fixed on the women on the dance floor, and he smiled happily.

The ambition and loyalty to the imperial court when he was a teenager, when he saw these officials today, it was like a firecracker that was suffocated, and there was no sound at all.

Xin Qiji knew in his heart that he could leave at any time, and he could step forward to recommend himself at any time.

But when he was able to see these officials from a distance, his former admiration disappeared.

why?how so?

On the other side, Lu You danced a few laps with the girl stiffly, and said with a complicated expression: "It is absolutely impossible for me to take you as my concubine."

The little girl chuckled, obviously being overwhelmed by science in advance, and explained simply: "Uncle, we danced just to chat, I don't plan to get married yet."

Have such an intimate behavior with a man without getting married? !

Lu You actually wanted to stop, but everyone was swaying and spinning counterclockwise, so he had to follow suit. He only frowned and asked, "Are most of the women on the dance floor like you?"

"Yeah," the girl looked up at him, and asked curiously: "Everyone comes to this world to experience life, why rush to get married and have children?"

"Living should be a matter of enjoyment, not fate."

Lu You's head was filled with words, and suddenly the girl's appearance and Tang Wan's face overlapped in front of his eyes. He just lowered his head and hurriedly found an excuse. After the music ended, he rushed back to the place where the officials of the Song Dynasty were staying.

His mind was in a mess.

What the official surnamed Wu said to him actually made sense.

"People at different levels of life have different worries, so we must understand each other."

People in Linguo don't seem to have to worry about wars and food and clothing. Even if natural disasters happen, they can eat fresh and sweet fruits. They don't need to have a whole house of children to keep everyone alive.

What do they... rely on?

"Brother Lu, don't be seduced by the little beauties in Linguo." The official next to him reminded with a smile: "I heard that after a day or two of rest, the two countries will discuss important matters, we must all follow along! "

Lu You nodded in a dazed way, put down his wine glass, and turned his head to take another look at the little girl he hugged just now.

Amongst the crowd, there was nowhere to see her shadow.

Golden State.

Tang Yi has a clear understanding of the affairs of the government and the public. His main headache...is Yunqi.

Both Yun Qi and him can speak Europa, so it is not difficult to communicate.

What she said to herself that day was casual but hard to refute.

"Tang Yi—you can't save this country."

Yun Qi didn't look at him, but pinched some crumbs to feed the fish by the lake, watching them scramble for food.

"I'm not here to save this country—no," Tang Yi frowned half in defense, "Don't you think you know the Kingdom of Jin very well?"

"Understood?" Yun Qi looked at him and said, "The Kingdom of Jin is already rotten."

In this country, the three ethnic groups of Khitan, Liao, and Song are in conflict and rebellion. The agriculture is dilapidated and the tenancy system has not even been established. The situation is worse than that of the Song Dynasty.

What's more troublesome is that slavery has intensified the conflict, and the nobles are accelerating the speed of land annexation. The powers and responsibilities in the officialdom are unclear and the problem of redundant officials is serious, and there are no clear standards for appointment and promotion.

Internal and external troubles, besides neighboring countries, there are three other countries tossing around.

Mongolia is a nomadic country scattered with many tribes, and Song State is accumulating strength—and according to rumors, it has already joined Lin State.

Not to mention the Khitan, who have been harassing the border all the time, and are ready to counterattack.

Tang Yiting was speechless for a long time after listening to her analysis.

How did she know all about the situation that took her several months to sort out?

After eating his snacks, Yun Qi hiccupped, half covered his lips and said in a fluent foreign language: "So, this is wading in muddy water, and you won't be able to get out of it when you stand in it."

Tang Yi asked back: "Then what do you think of me? I can't go back to Linguo now, and I don't know what the consequences will be if I go back."

"Yes," Yun Qi said leisurely, "Eat and drink well and live for a few years, what are you afraid of?"

"you--"

"What about me?" She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is there any difference between which country you go to and which company you go to now? Are you really brainwashed by the so-called loyalty theory?"

She is loyal to the adjacent kingdom Song and Jin, who can she rely on?

Even if she stays in Linguo, would the people around her feel sorry for her being from the same time and space, would they give her a few more sips of water, or would they give her an extra salary?

Once Tang Yi communicated with her, he basically couldn't argue with her a few times, and said angrily, "You are smart!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Yun Qi said without changing his expression, "It's very smart."

She pursed her lips for a moment of thought, then opened her mouth again.

"There is a line in "Peace Hotel", which says, 'The so-called ignorance is not a low IQ, but a lack of peace of mind.'"

"Tang Yi, have you ever calmed down in your heart?"

Can you see clearly what you want?

The anger in the man's eyes deepened, he just said that you don't need to worry about it, then got up and left.

After that day, Tang Yi ignored what she said, but continued to think of ways to reform and regain power.

He was not a native of Jiangyin, and he didn't have much sympathy for the Linguo people.

In this kind of troubled times, it's good to be able to protect himself. He doesn't have the extra energy to take care of anyone's feelings.

——Not even a single visit to Wei Yuan.

That day, Wan Yanyong leaned over to his ear and said only one sentence.

"The reason you don't want to live is because you can't forgive yourself for your incompetence, and you can't face the loss it takes."

He didn't finish the point, but it was enough to make Tang Yi, who was ashamed at the time, start to tremble.

Wan Yanyong has been involved in the struggle between the government and the opposition since he was a child, so he has a thorough understanding of human nature.

In his view, people are selfish animals, and the one they love the most can only be themselves.

Even if someone is willing to die for someone, to put it bluntly, it is only to satisfy their own inner selfish desires.

Everything that Tang Yi refused to admit and face was shattered by this sentence.

His incompetence and fear were all truly exposed in front of this king.

He also understood what Wanyan Yong was implying.

To survive, to erase the humiliation and pain of the past, all he needed was to give Tang another chance.

Give him an official position, give him space to do things, let him find himself again, let him admit himself again, not a waste, but a strong enough person.

Tang Yi didn't know that these were Wan Yanyong's tricks, all the words he said were to lure himself into the bait.

But these words were thorough enough, and enough for him to give up.

Everything in the past is irreversible.

-

Comparing modern times with ancient times, it is not only in the various crushing achievements in technology, but also in the way of thinking.

Pay attention to efficiency, planning, innovation, practicality and so on.

For example, in terms of meetings, the way and efficiency of problem solving are very different.

After obtaining Wan Yanyong's consent, the first thing Tang Yi did was to hold a meeting.

He invited the six ministers and all high-level officials to be present, and the emperor himself sat in the center.

Meetings have been a tradition in China since ancient times. During the Han Dynasty, meetings had already had many branches, and they were also very particular.

But being particular is all about being particular. Until the Song Dynasty, meetings were mainly for high-level officials to announce things. Except for catering to the response, basically no one dared to put forward their own ideas and opinions.

So when everyone came to this meeting today, they were a little surprised to see the emperor sitting in the middle, while the official surnamed Tang was standing in front of the hall.

In terms of status, the emperor is naturally the highest, even if there is a meeting, they are still listening to the emperor's orders - how dare this Tang man be so arrogant?

However, according to the emperor's wishes, he didn't seem to mind the grandson's behavior so out of bounds, so he had to sit one by one according to the name tags on the chairs.

After Tang Yiwai confirmed that everyone was here, he went forward and saluted, and only briefly introduced his identity, and explained the purpose of coming straight to the point.

"I invite you all here today to discuss the affairs of the country."

He clapped his hands, and the two men behind him unrolled the long scroll at the same time, revealing the outline of the meeting written in thick ink.

"Nowadays there is a lot of chaos, my minister was ordered by the Holy One to sort out the situation and conduct a simple analysis first."

When everyone took a closer look, they all opened their eyes wide.

As a minister, he dared to intervene in these matters!

"My lords, please be calm and don't be impatient." Tang Yi was quite familiar with the temper of these old-school officials, and patiently said as if coaxing those stinky old men: "Tang Yi has no intention of overstepping the rules, just straightening out the analysis on behalf of the emperor. It's just the headquarters."

Upon hearing this sentence and knowing that it was all ordered by the emperor, the officials calmed down a little.

Written in thick ink on the long scroll, there are clearly organized items one, two, three, four, and five, each of which lists the corresponding questions.

From ethnic issues to people's livelihood issues, from cultural conflicts to ideological control, Tang Yi had the courage to take on this major event only after he had a thorough understanding of the situation in Mongolia, Khitan and Song.

He doesn't need to do everything by himself at all, what he wants is that the executive meeting is clear and intuitive enough.

Only when all the people with intertwined interests can listen to the emperor understand how serious the situation is now in front of the emperor, can the following things be done.

One thing Yun Qi said is correct, that is, if interest groups cannot be bound together, there is no room for diplomacy.

Because these ministers are all loyal to the Jin Dynasty and the emperor on the surface, but they have their own plans when encountering things, which will only mess things up.

The more this is the case, the more we need a guiding ideology and collective development.

As soon as Tang Yi opened his mouth to analyze and explain, many people's faces changed.

Judging from the situation of the war, the Song Dynasty held a group while the Mongolian tribes were scattered, and the Khitan and Xixia all had the heart of rebellion. The situation of the Jin Kingdom can be said to be surrounded by wolves.

From the perspective of the economic situation, Jin’s people’s livelihood is in decline and farming is abandoned. Although there are contacts with the Song Dynasty in the market, there are many restrictions, and the foreign exchange income is not high.

From the perspective of ethnic integration, all four ethnic groups are dissatisfied with their situation, social security is chaotic and riots are frequent.

He said one by one that more and more people's faces turned pale, and they didn't even dare to look at the emperor's face.

Where—where is there such a courtier who exposes all the ugliness!

Whitewashing peace is the basic skill of being an official in all dynasties. With so many problems exposed to the emperor, do you still want to live? !

Some nobles couldn't sit still for a long time, and wanted to get up to interrupt him, but they were all stopped by Wan Yanyong with his eyes.

In front of the officials, no one dared to confront the emperor face to face.

Wan Yanyong's expression was cold, his body was tense, obviously he was not in a good mood.

In fact, he had already heard Tang Yi explain in advance what he was going to say today, and he was speechless to all the problems he analyzed.

The Kingdom of Jin seems to dominate one side, but in fact it does not have the upper hand at all.

It can't beat Mongolia by force, and it doesn't have such a sturdy ally as Linguo, and the country is still in a mess!

Tang Yi talked about the smooth flow of water, and the assistants behind him, according to the advance instructions, brought up all the clear current situation maps and histograms.

The economic situation and military strength of each country are all made into concise and clear tables, and under Tang Yi's explanation, they are more clear and intuitive, which has a great impact on people.

At first, many people didn't care about the current situation, thinking that Song Meng would be taken down by the warriors of the Jin Kingdom sooner or later, but after listening to this analysis, they gradually realized how bad the situation was, and the sweat dripping down their backs stop.

"That is to say," Tang Yi said with dry mouth, took a deep breath and concluded, "If you don't pay attention to it, if you encounter the attack from Mongolia and Song Dynasty within ten years, the Kingdom of Jin will be like a candle in the wind. Save."

"Demonic words to confuse the crowd!" A high-ranking official stood up and yelled angrily: "What the hell is the form! What the hell is the analysis! You are just adding oil and vinegar, I am afraid that the matter is not serious enough! Where are they? Why are you pointing fingers at the affairs of the Kingdom of Jin!"

Before the senior official continued to spray him, Wan Yanyong who was nearby slowly stood up, only turned to look at the senior official.

"Blindly accusing is meaningless." Wan Yanyong stared at the man and said: "Tang Shangshu clearly wrote about the source of information and the source of the data. If you want to refute, you must at least find the corresponding evidence."

The man didn't understand these methods, he just said angrily: "If Your Majesty believes this man's nonsense, then wouldn't the Jin Kingdom be dying and there is no cure!"

"There are seven or eight general items, and dozens of sub-items. Even if you listen to him in everything, how can it be solved in ten years!"

After hearing what the senior official said, the others felt that it was quite reasonable. They shook their heads and sighed, and their hearts began to waver.

"This gentleman." Tang Yi saluted again: "According to the method of the Jin and Song Dynasties, it must be discussed slowly one by one, and all of them will be directly decided by senior officials at all levels."

"However, Weichen believes that the key point is not how to solve these problems, but what kind of result Jin Guo wants."

As soon as these words came out, even Wan Yanyong was taken aback.

In the past, the imperial court had always performed their duties in handling government affairs, and there was no general guideline at all.

Although Tang Yi raised this point for the second time, he was shocked by the sharpness.

If Tang Yidu Mingrui came here, what kind of character would Yun Qi who was held down by him be?

If she can use it for herself, how far will Jinhui develop?

As soon as Tang Yi said this, many ministers who wanted to refute and scold him couldn't keep up with their train of thought.

What do you mean?

What does Jin Guo want a result?

"Nowadays, the world is divided into four parts, and there is an extra Linguo coming out." Tang Yi didn't feel that he was also from Linguo at all. He only calmly analyzed the situation and said, "What does Jin Guo want?"

First of all, he is not a native of Jiangyin, and he has no feelings of fellowship. Second, he has no intention of taking the CAT exam when he returns to Linguo. Life is all up.

What's more, even if he wanted to go back at this moment, Jin Guo couldn't let him go.

Don't worry too much about seeking his own government in his position.

This question was sharp and difficult to answer, so that everyone was silent and no one dared to answer.

"What I want is to annex the world, what I want is to destroy Song and Meng, and become the overlord of this country!" Wan Yanyong looked at him, with a calm and forceful tone: "This is what the Kingdom of Jin wants!"

The other courtiers suddenly woke up like a dream, and hurriedly nodded in response.

"In this case," Tang Yi calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "The Kingdom of Jin should make friends with neighboring countries, promote agriculture, mulberry and people's livelihood, and attack Mongolia and town Khitan in the future!"

Hit Mongolia?

Why fight Mongolia?

Isn't Song Guo easier to fight?

Several of the old ministers who showed displeasure just now are speechless with their mouths open.

They had heard before that the man from Linguo had supernatural powers, and they believed it even more now.

He has only come to the Kingdom of Jin not long ago, but he seems to be well versed in the situation in the world, analyzing problems thoroughly and penetratingly!

And they couldn't keep up with Tang Shangshu's train of thought.

It was also the first time for Wan Yanyong to hear this conclusion, and his mind was spinning like a donkey pulling a dull grinder.

Isn't Lin Guo already on good terms with Song Guo?

Mongolia is very strong ah?

And why did you want to fight the Song Dynasty?

The audience was silent, listening to the man who was confident in his chest continue to talk.

"It's true that the state of Song was corrupt and cowardly. Those in high positions were greedy for life and feared death, but those in low positions were all steadfast in the city, like a swamp."

Tang Yi looked back at the mainland map marked with five colors, his voice calm and calm.

"However, the thirteen tribes of Mongolia are independent, divided and without a leader, it is more like a scattered sand."

"If you fall into the mud, you may sink and perish together."

"It can be scattered, but it can be broken one by one. There is no reason to lose."

-

"Why didn't you say how to conquer Linguo! I'm afraid you have evil intentions!"

Someone suddenly asked a question from some corner, and the few civil servants who had intended to stand in line just now quickly woke up and started asking questions.

Tang Yi looked at this group of idiots and followed the wind six or seven times in an hour, thinking that he was really a king and led a group of bronzes to score, and none of them had a brain.

Wan Yanyong didn't show any emotion, he was also waiting for the answer.

If Tang Yun and Tang Yun really intend to be loyal to the Jin Dynasty, they should hand over the method of how to win Linguo, instead of talking about him.

To Tang Yi, this question was the simplest and least thought-provoking of all the questions.

He smiled and said calmly, "Because the Kingdom of Jin can't win."

As soon as these words came out, many people showed anger.

Song and Meng occupy a vast area and are densely populated. However, according to the current situation, Linguo has only conquered Yangzhou City, and there is not much territory. Although the Jin Kingdom failed twice before, there must be a way Bar!

"In this way, if Linguo has finished refitting the civilian radar, the troops of the Jin Army will gather in Bianjing, and tens of thousands of people will start rushing towards Yangzhou City. I am afraid that the people of Linguo will have figured out the situation before they reach Xuzhou. gone."

Tang Yi raised a hand, signaling those who have something to say to shut up first, and said calmly: "Linguo can control the wind and rain, and there are magic weapons. Even if I don't say these things, you have a way to know——In the gap Under such obvious circumstances, how can Jin Guo win?"

This time even Wan Yanyong couldn't hold his breath anymore, and asked directly: "Why can't you call the wind and call the rain? What about your ability?"

Tang Yi looked at him with raised eyebrows, without any intention of avoiding it: "Your Majesty, why is there fire on the candle?"

"Because there is wax." His voice was clean and tidy, without any hesitation: "People know that by lighting wax, they can use fire, and naturally they can summon fire—but who can feel fire out of thin air with their fingertips?"

Similarly, the mysteries of Linguo do not lie in people, but in their thorough understanding of the laws of nature and the recovery of industrial production capacity.

Yun Qi will look at the financial situation, so why not him.

In the first half of the year and the end of last year, Linguo hoarded all the coal like a glutton, obviously beginning to intend to restore the industry.

Now that the coal supply is cut off, they can also find ways to ask Song Guo to discuss it, or find other ways.

However, the Kingdom of Jin cut off a large source of charcoal taxation, and military expenditures will be much more difficult!

Tang Shangshu's analysis of the matter was clear, his explanations were orderly, and he actually explained all kinds of problems clearly.

If these words of his were placed a few years ago, no one would believe them.

But only if he explained it in this way, could it be understood why Lin Guo could kill more than [-] officers and soldiers of the Jin Kingdom without the presence of guards.

Only his rhetoric can explain why there is a heavenly dragon and ghost bird in Linguo, which can kill Wanyan Liang with poison thousands of miles away.

When everyone looked at Tang Shangshu, a little awe finally appeared in their eyes.

Wan Yanyong digested this huge information, frowned and said: "But Linguo has already made friends with Songguo."

What's more, their Jin Kingdom had already invaded twice under the leadership of Wan Yanliang, so it was not convenient for them to have any contact with that neighboring country.

"Your Majesty." Tang Yi looked at him and said, "Song Kingdom can borrow the power of Linguo, and Jin Kingdom can do the same."

"The premise is that people in the Kingdom of Jin can't hide their thoughts and prepare to kill the king and mess up the government at any time."

"The more this is the case, the more precarious the Kingdom of Jin will be."

Upon hearing the word regicide, the hearts of all the listeners sank.

In just a few years, there have been several rounds of masters.

But he is the only one who dares to directly bring up this matter and say so.

Wanyan Yongbao looked at the ministers meaningfully, and asked again: "If you send envoys here, what should you ask for?"

"Mutual benefit." Tang Yi finally waited for this question, heaved a sigh of relief, and laughed.

"Linguo, I'm afraid I have been waiting for the envoy of the Jin Kingdom for a long, long time."

Liu Xi didn't drink much and woke up early the next day.

He woke up in the apartment with drowsy eyes, glanced at Xin Qiji who had already started writing official documents in the study, and when he returned to the dining room, he found that breakfast was ready.

Tuna sandwich with Thousand Island sauce, hot milk with two spoons of sugar, and a fried egg.

Qingyu was still sound asleep at this time, it was obviously done by another person.

——Xin Qiji, as a boarder, is fully aware of the daily routines of Liu Xi and Zhao Qingyu.

Liu Xi usually comes back and stays for two or three days a month, sleeps late and wakes up early, and breakfast is unshakable.

Zhao Qingyu came back to live for about ten days a month, her work and rest were irregular, and she basically didn't eat breakfast.

Liu Yuanshou took a bite of the Liuxin fried egg, feeling inexplicably better.

The officials of the Song Dynasty played for a day yesterday, and today Guo Di and the people from the Ministry of Culture took the tour and watched a movie.

And he had no rest and other things to attend to.

Liu Xi didn't go home for a long time, and he felt some slight changes everywhere. He stood up with a sandwich in his mouth, and looked through the things nearby.

There are a few more stacks of paper on the shelf, and Qingyu at home can't practice calligraphy, so it must have been written by Xiao Xin.

The desk in the study room is full of books, and you can only practice on the dining table in the living room at ordinary times, but the lighting here is quite good, and you can look at the nest of swallows on the window eaves.

Liu Xi lowered his head and unfolded the folded draft, slowly reading what he had written.

——Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.Even blowing down, the stars are like rain.

——The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Does this mean the fireworks last night?

He had read a few Song Ci poems before, and he quite liked the charm of them.

Whose poem is Xiao Xin copying? It's of good taste.

People look for him thousands of Baidu.

Suddenly looking back, the person was there, dimly lit.

When he got to the office, Bailu had already arrived ahead of time, and was reading the book without any haste.

During the banquet last night, he made an appointment with Sun Ci and asked Liu Xi to come and meet privately today.

The identity of Deputy Head of State Bai has not yet been confirmed, and there are indeed several procedures to go through.

But after what happened last time, Liu Xi has already taken a lot of interest in him.

"White Bureau——" the moment Liu Xi opened the door, he paused in casual greeting: "Long Mu? Good morning?"

Isn't it the meeting appointed by Director Bai?

"I brought him here." Bailu motioned for several people to sit down, glanced at the boy-looking Long Mu, and smiled politely: "I'm looking for you today to revisit the policy of Jingpuliu before."

"That?" Liu Xi showed surprise, "There's nothing wrong with that."

They held a meeting on the day when the oil was discovered, and jointly confirmed a guideline, that is, to narrow down the idea of ​​conquering the Kingdom of Jin and then confronting Mongolia and Song Dynasty to only four to six provinces in a refined way. Strive for refined development, do not follow the thinking of the ancients, and expand the area by blindly grabbing land.

This idea is very practical.

"What I want to talk to you about today is the idea of ​​the Single City Stream."

Liu Zi was stunned for a few seconds.

Single—single city flow? !