[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

"This is a tribute—"

"They used it to worship the gods, and we ate it!"

"It's over, it's really going to die this time—"

Just now, a group of villagers who had their necks crossed and were not afraid of death actually knelt down one after another at this moment, completely lacking the energy that dead pigs were not afraid of boiling water just now.

And Cai Yuxiao let them kneel at his feet, and sighed heavily.

Those villagers originally harvested the rice secretly, just relying on the law not to blame the crowd, and they made enough preparations to cover each other. Even if they found evidence, they couldn't kill more than 50 people.

But who would have imagined that this is the millet dedicated to the gods of Linguo!It's no wonder that the tall crops grow strange divine fruits, which none of them have seen before!

Because this is a special offering that only the gods deserve!

They don't believe in anything else, but they also know the mysteries of the gods that the people of Linguo believe in.

Whether it is the real dragon, ghost bird in the sky, or the strange chariot spirit snake on the ground, it must be the appearance of the gods to be like this!

Right now, these villagers are afraid that the cursed orifices will bleed, and even the children are picking their throats and vomiting corn kernels, crying like slugs.

Cai Yuxiao didn't explain anything else, and directly told them to cherish the few days left, and asked the police to throw them out.

From the beginning to the end, the eyes were like looking at a dying person, only regret and nostalgia.

The group of villagers watching were terrified, they just kowtowed and begged the masters to save themselves.

Some employees figured out what the director was doing, thinking that this move was cruel enough.

Cai Yuxiao didn't say from the beginning to the end what the consequences would be if he ate the offerings.

But this matter will make those 50 people panic and uneasy. In the future, whenever they get sick or suffer a disaster, or if there are any changes in the family, these things will inevitably be connected.

It doesn't make any sense to give them earnest explanations, warnings, or fines.

The group left today, and a new group of people will come next year. It is better to use superstitious methods to spread the news. Maybe in less than ten days, all the villagers in the vicinity of ten miles will know about this matter.

Xin Qiji looked at it for a long time, but didn't know what to say. He just lowered his head to help those colleagues clean up the damaged site and pulled out the damaged plants.

What he originally thought was that after he had learned these advanced methods of farming and mulberry, if he could bring some seeds from neighboring countries, he could also help the people in one side, so that they could eat corn and such rich rice.

If you don't know how to govern the country, you should be able to save some people.

But now it seems that even if I thoroughly understand all these papers and materials, it may not be very effective.

On the other side, Long Yue was helping to change the diagram, when Li Luan strode over with the information in his arms.

"Minister Li." She raised her head and said, "The report for the second quarter is already on your desk."

"Huh?" Li Luan raised his eyebrows and said, "So fast?"

She paused, approached Long Yue and said, "I came here today to tell you to leave here."

"What?" Long Yue was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay..."

"Because the medical school has already been built," Li Luan said with a smile, "you can go there and study."

"Is that so?" Long Yue's eyes lit up: "I heard that there are not many doctors..."

"So it has the nature of a semi-apprentice. Except for the two-four-six class, the students have to help out in the hospital on other days-at least run errands or follow along to take notes."

Li Luan took the document in her hand, and said in a gentle tone, "It takes at least five or six years to study medicine, but now there are too few doctors in Yangzhou, so we can only make do with each other."

The task of medical revival must also be handed over to the remaining doctors and students.

Although the two assassinated doctors had a psychological shadow on the hospital, after being appeased, they both expressed their willingness to teach, so that more people can learn the essence of it.

Seeing that September is approaching, Guangling Academy is about to start classes.

Chengnan Chengbei Middle School still only accepts students from Jiangyin, but there are relatively fewer new students than in previous years.

The Guangling School is used to receive local school-age children in Yangzhou, as well as some adults with a strong desire to study, and teach them primary school content from grades one to grade six.

At present, due to the shortage of teachers, only two classes are opened, and four teachers are arranged to teach basic mathematics, science and other subject knowledge.

In the future, when the middle school students graduate, they can decide whether to teach in Yangzhou or go to a different department for further study according to their own situation.

Presumably, the education system will continue to improve, and the university is expected to be completed within two years. At that time, there will be more opportunities for scientific research, which can be used to revive the entire Linguo.

After three meetings, Bailu was finally confirmed as the new deputy head of state, and the choice of Yichengliu finally passed the review amidst intense discussions and disputes.

In the future, Yangzhou will expand in various ways and eventually annex the nearby mountains, wilds, lakes and seas.

And they only need to build urban railways, and they don't need to build railways or roads on the land they won.

In other words, even if trains and roads were to be built in the future, it would have to be paid for by the Kingdom of Jin and the Kingdom of Song.

After the expansion of the land area, more floating population can be stationed in Yangzhou City. At present, there are no more than 20 people. At least until the industrial chain expands, there is no need to worry about labor issues.

Although the people of Yangzhou are afraid of this new country, they can't resist the temptation of good food and good clothes after all.

The laws and regulations of the Song Dynasty were strict, and the food for the army was extremely poor.

According to the rules set by the ancestors, "scallions and leeks are not allowed to enter the army gate" and "those who buy fish and wine into the camp gate are all guilty", the people at the top use this excuse to deduct military pay and refuse to give them enough army rations, so that When Qian Fan took over the defenders, he felt like he had entered a refugee camp.

But it is different now.

The army is usually divided into two groups, one group performs drills and patrols the city, and the other group helps the Agriculture Bureau build greenhouses, plant crops, and reclaim wasteland.

Because of this, the food of the entire army is constantly returning to the level before the mutation.

When many soldiers saw meat on the table, they were too frightened to eat it, for fear of being downgraded.

They all thought it was for the general or the head of state, and that some nobles were coming to inspect it.

Although Qian Fan was not used to being called General Qian, but at this time the general was quite imposing, and he was quite domineering and told everyone to eat meat with their bowls and chopsticks, and if they didn't eat, they would go out and beat themselves against the board.

Those sallow and emaciated strong men are now reluctant to leave Yangzhou City, and they can still ask the villagers to send money to their families in an upright manner.

And there are not many refugees left in Yangzhou City.

People are needed to build a house, people are needed to make steel, and people are needed to transport goods.

Although most locals don't know how to drive and operate machinery, they can learn a lot of rough work without any difficulty.

Li Luan discussed the matter of the new city with the Senate, and he himself took over the position of director of the Engineering Bureau, and asked the old man to be laid off and retire to get money, and he led people around the clock to build the new city.

Although there are not many buildings under construction at present, it is enough for the time being.

The Senate sets the minimum wage, but the Bureau of Engineering pays slightly more, and the Police and Fire Departments pay more.

The funds for the latter two are due to the fact that the money just approved by the state is more than enough. The large gap between the rich and the poor in the Song Dynasty led to the low living standards of the common people. son.

Tongguan money is one thousand Wen, and its purchasing power is about 500 yuan in Linguo.

In other words, one hundred Wen in Linguo has the purchasing power of about 50 yuan.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, the average daily income of a middle- and lower-class commoner was 120 to [-] Wen, but an average of [-] Wen was needed to feed a commoner.

Even more embarrassing is the soaring prices.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, a shi of rice cost only two or three hundred wen, but in the Southern Song Dynasty, due to the war and population decline, the price of rice rose directly to five or six hundred wen per shi.

And the price of meat is even more terrifying-in the Southern Song Dynasty, a catty of meat cost 120 to 150 Wen to exchange.

Yangzhou City did not build a chicken farm, but Jiangyin built it.

And the number has risen to four, and two pig farms have been built at the same time.

Due to the pleasant weather and good ventilation here, the pharmaceutical factory had resumed production before the disaster occurred, allowing the efficiency of the chicken farm to continue to develop.

Although the price of meat has risen a bit, it is still within an acceptable range after the rationing system is lifted——

Later, with the restoration of power and government support, costs continued to shrink.

Because of this, not only Jiangyin people can eat delicious chicken, but even Yangzhou people can exchange banknotes to buy meat.

The butcher shop in Yangzhou City was opened after the government took part in the shares. It is equipped with refrigerators and fresh-keeping cabinets, so there is no need for on-site slaughter.

Because of this, the transportation and sales are one-stop, and there is no need to worry about sales.

When people first heard that pork can be bought for a catty for only 25 yuan, they thought it was a fantasy.

——That’s more than half cheaper than the ones sold in the city!

Everyone thought it was a scam at first, but later someone bought it boldly, and found that no one bothered them after eating it, so they felt more at ease and went to the bank to exchange banknotes to buy meat.

The reason why the nobles can be extravagant is that they squeeze out the money of the common people.

But now, the officials and gentlemen of Yangzhou City not only give them work, pay them wages, but also give them meat to eat!

The price of rice grains also began to drop continuously.

The results of the greenhouse planting are quite impressive, and because a large area of ​​farmland has been contracted to plant two seasons of rice, when the first batch of rice is harvested, not only the granary is full, but the surplus grain can be sold as commercial grain.

Naturally, it was sold at the price determined by the Senate, forcing the price back.

During this period of time, not to mention the people from the Agricultural Bureau, any citizen dressed as a Linguo person walking on the streets of Yangzhou City will be treated as a bodhisattva with respect and respect.

Liu Xi personally said that what we are doing now is actually doing charity for saving the world and helping the people, which can be regarded as accumulating merit.

What's even more amazing is that with the increasing number of workers in Yangzhou, hair cutting has become a new trend.

The construction site is extremely hot, and some types of work have to deal with machinery. Once the long hair falls off, it is easy to cause accidents.

Although it was said in the past that "the body and skin are affected by the parents", in the Southern Song Dynasty, haircuts were not uncommon.

For grooming and various needs, people generally trim their hair to waist length, which is convenient for hair binding and work.

Since the hair can be trimmed, how about a shorter one?

In order to imitate the people of Linguo, some peasants shave their hair short, and no one blames them for mixing in the crowd.

As more and more people followed suit in secret, they even got used to it.

Seeing that as soon as September arrives, the time for the start of school will also come.

-

The difference between superiority and inferiority cannot be completely erased, even in China.

Because the Kingdom of Jin was driven back in the previous two battles, and because Yangzhou City was developed quite well, the common people tacitly agreed that this Kingdom of Lin was sent by the gods.

——After all, the water dragons and sky birds that appeared in Yangzhou City, as well as the Yemingzhu Tianzhonghuo, are all miraculous things that cannot be explained by common sense.

However, it is still free to study in the schools opened by the people of Linguo. Even though the notice clearly stated that they must cut their hair to enter the school, many people came to sign up.

——Although the hair is cut short, it feels weird, but this year, there are fewer and fewer people with short hair on the street, so it seems nothing unusual.

Considering that a total of [-] children were to be recruited, but there were more than [-] applicants, the Education Bureau still specially sent people to conduct screening and interviews, and selected [-] clever and responsive ones, and let them start the newly opened first grade. .

Starting next year, the second and third grades will be established, and the number of students will continue to expand.

If young children with outstanding aptitude can be selected, it will be an excellent thing to let them skip grades to study and enter middle school as soon as possible.

As soon as the school starts, there will be more and more people who are curious about it.

When the children go home, they will naturally tell their parents what they have learned.

——Do not study the Four Books and Five Classics, the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Principles, but learn the changes of mathematics and the laws of nature!

How fresh this is!

Before the parents showed their horror, the children spoke again. After all, they were educated by the teacher repeatedly.

They secretly told their family members that if they study in Guangling Academy, they can not only be admitted to the Senate in the future, but also work as errands in various government offices, or learn the skills of sages and sages!

Senate?If your child can pass the exam, won't he be able to move one step further from the Dragon Yuren?

This news was not only spread in Yangzhou City, but even people in several nearby states heard the rumor.

Some good people have begun to call Yangzhou a holy city, saying that there are living gods who have come here to bless the common people!

At the same time, the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin finally arrived at the gate of the North City and passed the news anxiously.

Wan Yanyong has always been suspicious and cautious, he absolutely refused to let the two Lin Guo people he captured come over as envoys, so naturally he sent pure Jin Guo people.

And because Jin Lin had fought twice in the first half of the year, when the envoys came over, they all felt deathly as if they were at home.

They have carefully questioned the soldiers who had contact with Linguo before, and they even learned fluent Linguo dialect, for fear of offending them somewhere.

Unexpectedly, just as Tang Shangshu half expected, Lin Guo seemed to have been waiting for their visit, and the guards at the gate heard that they were the envoys of the Jin Kingdom, so they called someone to lead them in.

Liu Xi was in a meeting here, and immediately brought Qian Fan to look for him when he received the call.

After hearing the introduction, the envoy said that this was the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and saluted hurriedly, presented the cultural treasures he had brought, and explained the purpose of his visit.

Qian Fan and the others brought those envoys into the conference room, and the latter was naturally amazed again, wondering why the emperor was no different from other courtiers, and it was too strange to sit on an equal footing with everyone else .

Liu Zi expected that Jin Guo would send envoys, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He originally thought that after the war between Song and Jin, the people from the Jin Kingdom would come to Lin Kingdom and bring new business.

He deliberately created momentum, and later let Zhao Qingyu fly the plane around the city three times, just to confirm the status of the holy city of Yangzhou.

But the people from the Kingdom of Jin came too fast.

"To be honest, the ministers and others are ordered by Emperor Dajin to offer two words to His Majesty."

Another person opened the scroll, and on it was the word "mutual benefit" written by Wan Yanliang himself.

When Qian Fan saw these two words, he looked at Liu Xi in surprise.

This is different from what the two of them expected before.

Although they expected the final outcome of the negotiations to be mutual benefit and reciprocity between the two countries and maintain a state of truce, how could Wanyan Yong have guessed their intentions and explained their intentions so straight to the point?

Liu Xi obviously also felt that something was not quite right.

Jin Guo and Lin Guo fought twice, the first time more than 2 people died, and the second time an emperor died, there was always an element of deterrence in it.

But the new emperor didn't feel ashamed like a loser at all, instead he started to discuss business with them quite naturally——

As if they knew for sure that they didn't want to fight.

"Your emperor, what else did you say?" Liu Xi showed an indifferent expression, and suppressed all his thoughts.

Seeing that the emperor of Linguo was unmoved, the envoy thumped in his heart, bit the bullet and began to repeat Tang Shangshu's words.

"Carry out trade exchanges and seek common development."

No, there is a problem here.

Liu Xi was silent for a few seconds, then said coldly: "Is it true that there are people from Linguo who fled to your side?"

His voice was cold and harsh, and he calmed down Laishi on the spot.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty," the leading envoy raised his head tremblingly and said, "The young one is just an envoy, and he doesn't know anything about these things."

Qian Fan turned on the walkie-talkie and said in a deep voice, "Bring the lie detector over here."

"We won't make things difficult for you." Liu Xi sat down, crossed his legs and said, "Just pretend you don't know anything, answer whatever you ask, we know right or wrong."

The envoy had already started to tremble, thinking that he was about to be tortured.

What about his wife, children, and children... It's impossible to live on.

After a while, a person from Linguo came over with a small box inlaid with something like a night pearl, and then another person came over and tied the leather tube attached to the box to the envoy's arm. Something was also attached to his fingertips.

"Let's start." Qian Fan skillfully assumed the posture of interrogating a prisoner: "Name?"

"List--"

"Beep—" The red light is on.

"Huang, Huang Shi." The envoy thought to himself that these people are all gods, do they all have magic weapons?

Liu Xi looked at the line graph of heart rate and electrodermal activity on the screen, and sat beside him with a stern smile.

"age?"

"28."

"Married or not?"

"No."

"Beep—" The red light came on again.

Huang Shi was so frightened that he shook his head and said, "I'm married, I'm married, I have one wife, two concubines, and four children."

"Are there any Linguo people in the Jin Dynasty?"

Huang Shi's heartbeat jumped over one hundred and eight in an instant.

"No."

"Beep—" The red light came on again.

Qian Fan looked at him with a half-smile, seeing that Huang Shi's clothes were soaked in cold sweat on his back, and he wanted to run but couldn't.

Why didn't Tang Shangshu, who killed thousands of knives, make it clear? They can detect whether someone is lying or not in Linguo!

"I'll ask."

Liu Xi leaned forward slightly, stared into his eyes and said, "How many people from Linguo?"

"Weichen—I really don't know!"

Before the envoy could think of a way to get rid of this predicament, the emperor started to read numbers casually.

"one."

"two."

Heartbeat soared again.

That's two?

"Prisoned as a slave by your neighboring country, or became an official?"

Similarly, without waiting for the envoy to speak, all the values ​​on the display rose sharply.

Huang Shi felt that he had never suffered so much before.

These few people were able to bypass their own mouths and directly listen to all the reactions in his heart.

"Did I teach you about the science and technology system, or did I just reveal the news about Linguo?"

Huang Shi was already planning to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Liu Xi glanced at the data on the screen, and said calmly: "Let go of him."

what?

Stop cross-examining?

"Let's talk." Liu Xi took the folding fan from Sun Ci, and fanned himself slowly: "What kind of mutual benefit law do you Jin Guo want?"

Huang Shi didn't understand why he stopped interrogating him at all, and he didn't know whether he should try to eliminate all kinds of thoughts in his heart at this moment, and just continued as he said before: "Jin Guo wants to exchange coal for weapons."

When these few words were brought up by Tang Yi, everyone thought he was crazy.

Who would sell weapons to their enemies!

Only a fool would do that!

Liu Xi thought about it for a while, wondering if some god in the town had fled to the Kingdom of Jin, and he was still so good at it.

"We don't need coal." Qian Fan leaned close to Liu Xi to catch the cool breeze, looked at him and said, "Please go back."

"But—but our Holy Majesty also ordered it," Huang Shi knew that this trip would have to bring the message no matter what, and continued regardless: "The Holy Majesty said that if Linguo doesn't want coal, he can also send iron ore!"

"Oh?" Qian Fan had already begun to wonder if there was an inner ghost in Yangzhou City, and asked back: "Then he said, do you want any weapons?"

The expression on Huang Shi's face was blank for a few seconds, and he said stiffly as if he was reciting: "The Holy Majesty said that we need an interview."

Liu Xi burst out laughing.

"Go back and tell him."

"If you want to discuss business, you can."

"But at least bring those two people from Linguo to meet me."

"I don't want people. You can take them all away if you only see them once. You can keep and kill them as you like."

"If you refuse, don't talk about anything else."

Huang Shi fell from the chair to the ground, kowtowed and saluted, still trembling with fright.

It was the longest time of his life.

How could it really have the ability to read minds?

How can someone really be able to detect people's hearts and know clearly whether they are lying?

Why is this what the head of state and the general said - all of which are almost the same as Tang Shangshu expected? !

-

When Zhao Qingyu found Bailu again, he came to return the game disk.

After Professor Long took office as the mayor, he had to deal with more and more government affairs, and he was gradually unable to attend classes as frequently as usual.

Because of this, Zhao Qingyu's study of communications gradually slowed down. In addition to instructing the people in the communications bureau on how to modify civilian motors, she also helped repair the oil collection control procedures, or helped the government's internal systems catch a few bugs.

He himself is a prospective sophomore in the junior class of Aluneth University, and he is also studying computers. Now he came back to become a professor's student by mistake, which is equivalent to changing his major.

The strange thing is that Long Mu is obviously far better than him in programming. He can easily write a facial recognition system, and his ability is at least at the graduate level.

Zhao Qingyu played games sneakily, and borrowed a lot of inventory from Director Bai's house.

Judging from his appearance, Director Bai is an elegant and quiet scholar, and he is very gentle with gold-rimmed glasses.

But as soon as he opened his cabinet, it was full of various console games. Even the Baifu in Yangzhou City installed a large LCD screen, and he could play "Uncharted 7" while lying on the futon.

When Zhao Qingyu came to chat with him, he would inevitably chat about Long Mu, and then wandered around with a straw in his mouth and a soda in his mouth.

"Hey? Has a new piano been moved here?"

Bailu yawned lazily, and said softly, "Now I live in Yangzhou every day, so I might as well move here."

Zhao Qingyu poked the creamy white grand piano curiously, and when she looked up, she saw the group photo on it.

It was obviously Bai Lu when he was twelve or thirteen years old, he looked obedient and young, as cute as Long Mu, and he still had dimples when he smiled.

"Huh - who is this girl?" Zhao Qingyu covered her mouth and said, "She's so beautiful!!!"

The juvenile version of Director Bai is also leading a girl with ponytails. Although she is a little timid and does not dare to look at the camera, her skin is white and her eyes are black, and her facial features are beautiful and beautiful like a doll.

She has obviously learned dancing, so her swan neck is slender and graceful, and her eyes are gentle and pure. Although she looks young, she is obviously a natural beauty.

When Bai Lu heard the exclamation, he smiled softly and helplessly: "Isn't it pretty?"

"Is this your childhood sweetheart?" Zhao Qingyu looked back as if holding a baby, her tone full of regret: "Your girlfriend? I really want to chase her."

How could it be - how could there be such a beautiful girl.

She is like an angel, wearing a long white dress, even if she doesn't smile, it makes people feel soft-hearted.

"Isn't it cute? This is a neighbor I occasionally saw in the family area where I lived when I was young." Bai Lu sat up straighter and said calmly: "I originally chose Jiang Yin, and I came here just to find her."

"Have you found it?" Zhao Qingyu felt that there were a lot of stories behind the seemingly dead Director Bai, holding the photo and looking at it several times, she said with a sincere and emphatic tone: "You must give her happiness."

Bailu rubbed his brows helplessly, shook his head and said, "By the time I found out her identity and planned to approach her again, time and space had already changed."

"That is to say..." Zhao Qingyu's voice softened a lot, and she looked at her cautiously: "You don't know... where she is now, do you?"

"Hmm." When Bailu looked at the photo, there were also complicated emotions in his eyes.

When he was seven or eight years old, he heard the name Yunqi in the family courtyard.

Talented and intelligent, can dance and play the piano.

Bai Lu himself likes to play the piano because he wants to find some conversations with her, and he can also ask his mother to arrange a common piano teacher for lessons—so that he can see her more often.

She occasionally feeds pigeons on the lawn and likes to go to concerts.

He finished his homework early, thought of ways to ask his parents to get a ticket, and listened to Bach, Mozart, and Chopin from a long distance away, but his eyes crossed a sea of ​​people, and he just wanted to see the girl with long eyelashes more. little angel.

Not to mention the other children in the family area, almost everyone would eagerly chat with her, trying to find a way to bring out all the good things at home and give them to her.

Pure, beautiful, and beautiful.

Bai's mother often joked about this, and told Bai Lu, who was only ten years old, that if you could really marry this girl, then Lao Bai would probably be able to eat three more bowls of rice happily.

——Who doesn't like such a cute little girl.

Yun's mother is very gentle. Although she is usually busy, she will bake delicious cranberry cookies and nougat in her spare time, and gently distribute the snacks to all the children who come to play with Yunqi.

Bai Lu also went to her house to eat the mango mille-feuille made by Yun's mother - it was [-] times better than the ones sold in cake shops outside.

But one day, the Yun family seemed to have evaporated, and everyone disappeared.

And this surname and first name have directly become a taboo for everyone, and when children mention Yun Qi again, they will be reprimanded and warned.

what happened?

What about their family?

Later, the Bai family's father changed jobs and units, and Bai Lu also moved out of the family area, and never returned to that place.

And that place seemed to have disappeared from the map, and he couldn't find it no matter how he recalled it.

After several years, he finally got admitted to Huadu University with quite good grades, and kept the memory of that little girl deep in his heart.

But unexpectedly saw her again on campus——

But it's like a different person.

Completely, a different person.

Seeing that Bai Lu was lost in memory, Zhao Qingyu carefully sat beside him and patted his shoulder.

"If it doesn't work, it's good to see other beautiful sisters, don't be sad."

"I just think..." Bai Lu was stuck in the memory, and murmured, "I think...she has some aura of the rest of her life."

"I don't know what it is." He smiled self-deprecatingly: "They may not be willing to tell me."

Zhao Qingyu sighed and said slowly, "Everyone has too many secrets."

"You also have a secret?" Bai Lu rubbed the little devil's head, and found that he seemed to have grown taller: "Who do you have a crush on?"

"Am I the age to fall in love?" Zhao Qingyu said seriously: "Study! Young people should study hard, dedicate their motherland to love science, falling in love is crooked!"

Bai Lu laughed, got up and went back to put the photo frame away, and glanced at the ten-year-old Yun Qi.

Pure and quiet, like the white moonlight shining on his heart.

Zhao Qingyu came here this time to inquire about the information of the military industry system.

The computer on Bailu's side is connected to the government's internal network, and as the deputy head of state, he has the authority to view high-level banned materials.

If you want to see those documents, you must scan your iris or fingerprint with a computer camera.

Both Zhao Qingyu and Long Mu are too young to take the CAT exam formally, and only after passing the full set of process tests can they officially have official status. Currently, they can only hold the title of consultant.

For the sake of the Tesla electric coil, Zhao Qingyu asked Liu Xi to help open the database permissions every day, Liu Xi threw him to Qian Fan, and Qian Fan threw him to Bailu.

Bai Lu was already familiar with him, after all, when Zhao Qingyu took the exam for studying abroad, Bai Lu helped supervise him for a while.

After Chief Bai scanned his fingerprints, he retrieved the required data partition for him, took a phone call and walked away.

Qingyu originally planned to read some information about military manufacturing, but suddenly found that there was a function in a relatively hidden corner of the database.

"Secret Personnel Database".

--what is this?

He glanced at Bailu who was answering the phone in the distance, and cautiously pushed the button.

A window pops up.

"Please enter the information of the person you want to query, or enter the corresponding fingerprint and iris information. 』

Zhao Qingyu looked back at Bailu, and pressed her own fingerprint on it first.

"There is no such person. 』

The boy took a deep breath and took out a thin slice from his pocket.

It was a replica of Grandpa Long's fingerprints that he had collected on the vacuum flask.

It was a fingerprint collected several times before to find Long Mu to play with.

The camera quickly restored every detail of the fingerprint to the computer.

"Do you want to inquire about this person's confidential information?" 』

Zhao Qingyu was stunned for a moment, only feeling a chill in his bones.

Unexpectedly, there is actually corresponding information?

He is obviously an official of Linguo, why is there no confidential database?

In the next second, the interface for reading notes began to appear.

A person's identity information page popped up, and since the photo hadn't been updated, it showed a slightly younger Long Hui.

Name: Chu Mi Age: 76 years old

Ethnicity: Hua Whether dead: No

……

Looking at the word 'Chu Mi' which couldn't be more clear, Zhao Qingyu felt a chill spread from her heart, and even her breathing seemed to be frozen.

What do you mean?

What's happening here?

"Qingyu, have you finished downloading the PDF?"

Before Zhao Qingyu could read any more, Bai Lu had already hung up the phone and came over, telling him, "Hurry up, I have a report to send to Liu Zhen."

Zhao Qingyu was flipping through the materials on electromagnetic induction in ordnance manufacturing, and transferred the files she found to her watch one by one.

When he got up to close the page, he took one last look at the line of words in the upper left corner.

"Hua Guo Government Data Database - Cloud Backup Confidential Version"