[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

When Wan Yanyong saw Tang Yi again, he also saw the tribute he sent up.

There are a large chunk of slightly yellowish-brown stones on the porcelain plate, which looks quite strange.

"Bastard!" He hadn't slept well in the past few days, and his mind was full of the ecstasy soup that Yun Qi had poured into him, but now he got angry and yelled angrily: "I want you to make sugar, what kind of stones are you looking for to fool me! "

"Come here! Take the staff twenty first!"

When Tang Yi saw someone rushing towards him, he said loudly, dumbfounded: "Your Majesty! This is sugar!"

Wan Yanyong was stunned for a moment, looked at the stones on the plate, frowned and said, "Is this sugar?"

"This is really sugar..."

Since the Western Zhou Dynasty, caramel has appeared and spread widely, but from then until the Song Dynasty, the main forms of sugar are icing sugar and syrup——

Although during the Dali period of the Tang Dynasty, the phenomenon of using sugarcane to make rock sugar appeared in Suining, Sichuan, but this technology has not been widely disseminated and passed on. In addition, the Kingdom of Jin is located in the far north, so it is really not circulated.

Wan Yanyong looked at this weird stone for a long time, and ordered the eunuch to fetch a knife for paring mutton, got some powder and tasted it.

sweet.

Very sweet.

He frowned at the huge lump of sugar, and asked, "Is this from that beet?"

Tang Yigang heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that his butt had escaped a catastrophe, he hastily saluted and said, "Exactly."

"Fart!" Wan Yanyong said angrily: "Beets are only heavy, don't you know how heavy this rock sugar is? You can make sugar rocks in two days, I'm afraid it's not soaked in honey to fool me!"

Your Majesty, have you heard of crystals?

Tang Yi took a deep breath and patiently explained again: "Your Majesty, this is brown sugar, and it's made from beets."

In fact, Wan Yanyong also vaguely felt that he did not lie to himself. The problem is that the people of Linguo are all very wise and full of monsters, and they all know some magic tricks that the ministers in the palace have never heard of. He did this just to deceive this Tang Shangshu. Take a look to see if there are any flaws.

Compared with caramel sugar and honey, this brown sugar is really sweet and fragrant, with a completely different flavor.

Moreover, it is in the shape of a stone, which is more convenient for storage and storage. It is really a good thing.

The more Wanyan Yong said, the more he felt the taste was good, so he simply scraped a little with a knife and dipped his fingertips to taste the taste.

"Your Majesty, this candy is like ice, so it is also called rock candy." Tang Yi saw that his expression had softened, and continued: "If Your Majesty wants to know more...you can go to the workshop with my minister to have a look."

Workshop?

Wan Yanyong was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood his meaning: "This is only the third day after I ordered, and the workshop has already been built?"

"Weichen taught this skill to the slaves, and built an official office to let the slaves teach the artisans how to prepare." Tang Yi said with a smile: "I want to wait until this time next year, and the trade on the market may be in short supply. Very much."

Wanyan Yong thought to himself how could this matter develop so quickly, so he really prepared a chariot and went out to the palace with him to check.

Tang Yi didn't have any chemicals on hand, so he naturally came up with his own methods.

Based on the only conditions he had, he tossed out a set of three-stage sugar refining methods.

Wan Yanyong went to the requisitioned workshop and found that everything was quite different from what he had imagined.

Tang Yi removed all the extra tables, chairs and benches in the house, and divided the areas into individual operating rooms.

And in each operation room, there are three pots for the sugar stove, and there are already summoned peasant women and serfs living in the distance who are chopping vegetables and grinding juice, and some people are filtering the pots of vegetable juice, and then serving them. Go to this operation room for processing.

Due to the short time, there are only two operating rooms in this workshop, one is the house slaves from Tang Yi, and the other is some house slaves who are like masters, leading the new craftsmen through the process.

Even if there is no finished product, the sweet aroma like honey has already spread.

Wan Yanyong walked a few steps, wanting to see clearly what they were doing.

"This is lime," Tang Yi explained to him: "Adding lime to the sugar juice can remove impurities."

After three pots of cooking, the soup was condensed into something like black sand.

"This is brown sugar?" Wan Yanyong looked at the black lump and said, "It's very close to the color of that stone."

The craftsmen next to them did not dare to neglect in front of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and worked extraordinarily hard.

They put the black sand in the funnel, poured the black sugar with clear water, and the upper layer of black sand gradually turned white, and was scraped off and taken away.

The white sugar cubes are boiled with water, clarified with eggs to remove scum, and then put into a bowl and sprinkled with bamboo strips.

"This is the last process." Tang Yi explained: "After sprinkled with bamboo strips, the sugar can be

This method not only produces sugar quickly, but also has high quality. Although the color is not as white and translucent as modern rock sugar, it is already the first-class product in this era.

It only takes one night to make a lot of rock sugar from beets.

"The reason why it is called rock sugar is because the sugar is like ice, and it will melt if overheated," Tang Yi explained while accompanying him to inspect the various links: "Although it is easy to store, it needs to be more careful when it is hot. If it is transported in summer, it is best to sell it in earthen pots or clay pots—if you have a lot of sugar, you can wrap it in some quilts and thick blankets.”

Wan Yanyong paused, frowned and asked: "Won't it be even hotter if you wrap it in a quilt, won't it melt faster?"

Tang Yi smiled embarrassingly, feeling like going up the mountain to teach.

Adjacent country.

It took a long time for Li Luan's feces to spread to the ears of the chiefs.

It's not that the news is not well-informed-Jing Guo just left before the subordinates have time to report such low-level matters, and they are afraid of being scolded by the superiors.

The big guy didn't laugh at it, but regretted that such a beautiful beauty suffered such a crime for nothing.

Some people were afraid for a while, thinking that they had unanimously agreed to Liu Yuanshou's idea of ​​single-city flow——

If he occupied five or six provinces and then managed tens of millions of such stupid people, he might be buried alive by rebels who refused to untie the foot wraps before the new culture spread.

Qian Fan and the others only learned of the news after the diplomatic relations between the two countries ended.

From the beginning to the end, Li Luan accompanied and participated in the negotiations with the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin as if nothing happened, without any psychological shadow at all.

How strong is this.

A group of officials calculated that Sister Li was taking the blame for the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Construction this time, so no matter what, she had to be invited to dinner.

Taking advantage of the fact that a bunch of things were about to come to an end, a group of people happily took her and the young people from the Ministry of Construction to Ningyue Building to book a venue.

There are many delicious snacks in Yangzhou, and all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas are also quite cheap.

They are not as extravagant and wasteful as those aristocratic families, but because of the costumes and uniforms of the Chinese people, the proprietress and the boss are not very frightened, wishing to wrap all the ostriches in the sky with butter and fry them and serve them.

At first Li Luan balked and didn't want to go, but later found out that these grandchildren wanted to find a reason to have a dinner together, so he simply ordered all the top and bottom of the Ministry of Construction to follow.

Bailu has always been full of homeboy attributes, and would rather stay in the mansion and play games than come out to play during off hours. This time, Liu Xun forcibly brought him here, saying that he wanted to celebrate his appointment as deputy head of state.

A group of people took out all the beer and soda they had collected, expressing that they would have a good fight today.

Zhao Qingyu had long forgotten the Miss Jin Guo who accidentally bumped into her, and was still drinking iced juice, thinking about whether to pack some hibiscus cakes and bring them to Long Mu in the laboratory.

As soon as Director Qian got drunk, he started talking nonsense, comparing the beauty of Yangzhou girls with those female stars in Shiguo, thinking that this classical beauty is also true classical beauty.

"But if you want to say she's beautiful, she's still the beautiful Miss Yun who went back to Yangzhou a while ago!" He shook the beer bottle and smiled cynically: "It's a pity that she is really devoted to gold and doesn't want to come back at all."

The white deer was gnawing on the goose leg with its head down, and its movements froze for a moment.

"Don't say people don't want to come back, I want to go." Liu Xi drink's cheeks were slightly red, and he slapped the table with a frown: "Working overtime, overtime and fucking work, I have been working in Jiangyin for four years and I am ready to leave. It's busier now than it was when the reform was just started! It's as busy as a fucking dog!"

"Look, this scholar is a scholar, and there are only two words for cursing people." Qian Fan chuckled and refilled his glass: "You can't go abroad to visit churches and see the sea during your annual vacation. A day trip to Lin'an City!"

Liu Xi glanced at him, poohed and said with his tongue out, "I've been single for four years, if I do this again, I'm going to find a young man to vent my anger!"

Of course, he dared to flirt, and he only dared to say that when he was drunk.

"If I don't have to be an official in Yangzhou, I'll go out and carry a machine gun and become a general." Qian Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and made a gesture of holding the gun: "What kind of cavalry bows and crossbows are just a few nonsense things, let them go with a cannon Kill whoever you want!"

"Then don't turn on the air conditioner, let's go out and fight." Li Luan was in good spirits, glanced at him and smiled, "Why don't you give up your office to the Ministry of Education, and you can sleep on the battlefield by yourself and fire a cannon? "

"Don't! I'm just going to fart!" Qian Fan hiccupped and waved his hands, "There's really no air-conditioning and wifi here. I can't survive. I have to jump into the West Lake tomorrow."

"Don't jump anymore, there are too many people who want to jump to the Slender West Lake," Liu Xi still lingered in the resentment that he would have to work overtime tomorrow: "You jump down and don't press me down."

Wu Gong drank the most, his drunken eyes began to miss his wife again, he waved his hand and said, "Dude, I'm at the bottom of the lake, come down when you're full, to cool off."

Qian Fan glanced at him with a smile, got up and filled him with wine, patted on the shoulder and said, "Have a refreshing drink, at worst we won't go to work tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, you don't have to go to work." Liu Xi slumped on the table, letting the crabs, shrimp shells and chicken bones beside his cheeks: "I have to go, fuck it."

"Hey, that's a good scolding sentence, let's have another drink!"

-

You can't get drunk with beer.

Liu Xi didn't drink much, the main reason was that he put on his face quickly, and when he got home, he was naturally lying in a corpse state again, lying on the bed like a wooden outfit, and fell asleep without even groaning.

This sleep lasted from one o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the evening. I didn't get up and didn't eat in the middle, so I went to urinate for a while, and almost urinated all over the wall.

The whole process was naturally watched by Xin Qiji, who almost wanted to carry him to the toilet.

There is no need for Zhao Qingyu to explain this, either because he drank too much, or simply entered sleep recovery mode.

As for Mr. Liu's longing for overtime work, Sun Ci and Hu Fei naturally helped to push him away.

——Actually, the Senate is not that crazy, but Liu Xi is a workaholic, or the kind who is arrogant and talkative.

He just likes to beep and complain about how much work he has to do, and at the same time stay in the office so hard that he can't get rid of it, and he doesn't want to put off the work at all.

- Virgos are like this.

Zhao Qingyu went to bed early and got up early, and had been busy in the laboratory of Longmu's scientific research department for the past few days. Naturally, she only gave a few hasty instructions and left, throwing the pile of corpses to Xin Qiji.

Although Xin Qiji was surprised, he also gave up going to the library to read. Instead, he stayed at home obediently to serve the head of state who didn't even hire a servant.

Could it be that he is actually a servant?

When helping to wipe his face, You An was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this conjecture was somewhat true.

Help with the housework and take care of the room. When the master comes back to lay his body, he has to stare at him not to vomit.

Maybe it was a servant.

Not long after the opening of the Guangling Auditorium, the Yangzhou Library also opened.

Naturally, there are all kinds of books, and the contents are all selected by the Ministry of Culture.

If the residents want to go in, they can go in and read by simply swiping the QR code, but things like books must never be taken out.

Although some petty thieves tried to sneak in by pretending to be scholars, but for some reason, when they secretly wanted to take the books out and sell them at a high price, the doors on both sides would ring at the same time as if they had eyes of the sky, and then there were three or four Two security guards rushed up at the same time, not only turned out the book, but also handed him over to the police station.

Over time, the residents have become honest, and they read books honestly, not daring to think about anything else.

Although Xin Qiji is used to PAD, he still has an instinctive affinity for paper books——

Probably because I have read paper books since I was a child.

In order to take care of Liu Yuanshou who slept like a pig, he only thought about the "History of Natural Evolution" that he hadn't finished last time, so he took out a hot towel to help him wipe his face and neck for the second time.

Liu Xi usually behaved decently and gracefully when going out and about in public places, but only at this time he was stupid, sleeping like a child.

Xin Qiji thought that if it was an assassination, a hundred times would probably be enough.

But when he picked up the table knife and prepared to peel apples beside Liu Xi, four miniature guns popped out of the wall, and the black muzzles moved neatly with his movements.

Since Xin Qiji accidentally triggered the alarm twice before, he is quite calm now, just sitting next to Liu Xi, letting the four muzzles stare at him like eyes, peeling the whole apple without changing expression.

However, until noon, Liu Xun did not intend to wake up.

Xin Qiji sighed, picked up the yellowed apple and gnawed it off, and buried the core in the flowerpot outside the window sill.

Although he had never drunk beer, he could smell the malt aroma by Liu Xi's side.

It smells pretty good.

It wasn't until night that Liu Xi woke up in a daze under the dim light, and smelled the aroma of porridge as soon as he sniffed.

——Put chopped green onion and lard in it, bubbling and bubbling.

The white rice had been fully boiled, and the aroma of the rice mixed with the lard was tempting him to get up quickly.

He rubbed his eyes unconsciously, looked at his pajamas that had been changed, and felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Qingyu didn't have the strength to change clothes by herself.

He staggered on his slippers and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he realized why someone in his house was cooking, and then he went to the kitchen.

Xin Qiji was concentrating on slicing the fish fillets, he turned around with a kitchen knife and aimed at the disheveled Liu Xi at the door, four guns popped out from the wall like sprouts.

Liu Zi frowned and snapped his fingers, and the four guns were put back obediently in an instant.

"Are you... cooking porridge?"

Xin Qiji nodded, as if he was not used to having private contact with the two of them.

Indeed, after he was transferred to the Agricultural Bureau, he had no contact with Liu Xun for a month or two.

The relationship is like that of tenants, who don't even meet face to face.

Liu Xi sniffed, and ordered naturally: "Give me some more chopped green onions——Qingyu come back to eat?"

"If you don't come back, he's at Long Mu's place." Xin Qiji thought for a while, put down the kitchen knife and said, "Stir-fry lettuce and fry a plate of tofu?"

Liu Zi stroked his chin and nodded: "It's exactly what I want."

As the saying goes, a gentleman cooks far away.

Xin Qiji actually doesn't know how to cook, but after he came to Yangzhou to study (?), he not only started to read various books from all over the world, but also started to read recipes.

This apartment in Yangzhou used to be spartan, but this year with the continuous increase in government revenue, Li Luan directly remodeled the entire building. Although the decoration style is still simple and low-key, the facilities are not lacking.

——Of course there is no factory to produce these now, and the things are all dismantled from the empty building in Jiangyin.

As for natural gas, it is naturally a product of the gas plant.

Although Xin Qiji has some prejudices about cooking, both the gas stove and the oven are as magical to him as the PAD.

He followed the instructions and recipes in the same way, and sometimes watched "Everyday Food" while drinking tea in the morning, and gradually understood the joys of new cooking.

For example, making cakes is quite new.

——Because of this, Zhao Qingyu gained a lot of weight, and because of the improved food again, she also grew taller quite quickly.

Sitting next to the dining table in the kitchen, Liu Xi saw that the young man was proficient in turning on and off the range hood, and even washed the dishes after cooking, thinking that Zhao Qingyu had hit a snail girl on the road and came back.

The two sat opposite each other, and finished the meal in a slightly dull manner.

——Liu Xi hasn't been in contact with him for too long, and he doesn't know what to talk about.

There are too many things in his mind, and he is actually not in the mood to chat with him.

What Xin Qiji was thinking about was what position he was in now.

At least in the etiquette of the Song Dynasty, there were not many people who could eat and sleep in the same room as the emperor.

— This is a bit confusing.

After Liu Xi finished eating, he thanked him very politely, got up and washed his dishes, took a box of strawberry ice cream from the refrigerator and handed it to him, then went out with his briefcase to pick up Zhao Qingyu .

Xin Qiji held the box of cold ice cream, feeling a little dazed.

--what's this?

He glanced at the gorgeous LOGO, and decided to check what it was first.

Zhao Qingyu is not in the scientific research bureau, but in the mansion of Mr. Long.

According to the housekeeper's explanation, he is reporting the results of his thesis research, and it will come out after a while.

Liu Xun nodded, and began to look at the four or five-story single villa.

Simple style, low-key Nordic style.

Because the housekeeper was familiar with the situation, he knew that Liu Yuanshou would probably have to wait for an hour or two, so he led him directly to the reception room, made him a cup of coffee, and politely left.

This is not the first time Liu Xi has come here.

There are specimens of deer heads and falcons hanging here, and there are display cabinets on the left, which contain various domestic and foreign trophies, as well as gifts from all over the world.

He wasn't interested in these things, and he didn't take a look at them before, but now he is like a young father waiting to pick up his child from get off work, simply humming a little song while waiting for that unlucky child Zhao Qingyu to come home.

The pipe of Lordaeron, the statue of Maple Valley, and the scientific research medal from Aluneth University commemorate his outstanding contribution to communication.

The old man...why does he have a name?

Chu Mi?

Liu Xi scratched his chin, touched his sparse beard, thinking that he forgot to shave when he went out, and his thoughts began to wander endlessly.

The identity of Mr. Long is now the mayor of Jiangyin City.

The core of the entire Linguo is guarded by him.

Not to mention that the old man didn't commit a crime, but he did. Liu Xun really couldn't find anyone who could take his place.

The first batch of CAT tests will not be open until July next year, and the final results will not be released until August. Now, no matter which department is clamoring for him to recruit more interns, thinking about this makes him feel dizzy.

Liu Xi's eyes swept casually in front of the floor-to-ceiling display cabinet, identifying various things under the slightly dim light.

He was born in Xianda's family since he was a child, and he has long been familiar with these things that symbolize glory and luxury.

Why hasn't Zhao Qingyu finished class yet?

Liu Xi yawned impatiently, thinking that if he had known about it earlier, he would have taken a special car back by himself, so why did he bother to come here, he really slept too much and his brain became stupid.

After yawning, his eyes raised unconsciously, and landed on the lighter lying quietly.

Then pause, solidify.

The same moon-white shell, the same design of platinum inlaid with blue diamonds, and the same engraved... his father's signature.

At the first meeting after the space-time mutation, he repeatedly played with the lighter to clear his mind... Later, his own lighter was locked because he was trying to quit smoking.

It was also a grown-up gift from his father.

Throughout the country, and even the entire world, President Liu has only personally engraved the signatures of six limited-edition Fioye lighters.

One is now locked in Zhao Qingyu's bedside cabinet, and the other is lying in this display cabinet.

-

Liu Hongjun is the founder and president of Junrui Technology Group, and also Liu Xi's father.

Lao Liu himself was not from a grassroots background. His father is also Liu Xi’s grandfather. He was a veteran of the first batch of private technology companies. He saved a fortune for his son’s further study, and then set up a bridge so that Junrui Technology can cooperate with the government. The project also contributed to the listing of Junrui Technology.

Junrui Technology's main source of income is gaming helmets and holographic projection equipment.

Part of the income is used to participate in cooperative research on quantum transmission, and there are also cooperative projects with the government.

The latter sideline, of course, was completely kept secret 30 years ago.

Liu Xi knew this because when he was a minor, he wanted to steal the amber gecko on his father's desk, so that he could brag to his buddies in class.

——Of course you have to put it back after blowing it.

He quietly copied his father's fingerprints, opened the door and unlocked it, but Amber didn't see it but saw a pile of gold bars and documents in the safe.

——Then Lao Liu arrived with his belt in his hand, and almost jumped Liu Xun from the fourth floor.

His butt hurt for a whole week, and even sitting down made him howl.

Until 2022, due to the gradual stabilization of quantum transmission and investment in applications, Junrui Technology's related achievements were not officially announced under the government's instruction, which also attracted global attention.

Although this technology is still not open to civilian use because of its danger and operability, it is shocking and epoch-making enough——

More information-carrying capacity - and can not be intercepted!

Quantum state teleportation can not only transport core objects in a completely confidential manner, but also has unpredictable research and development prospects.

This event is like the emergence of supersonic aircraft in the history of transportation, like the birth of smartphones, which represents the beginning of a new era.

As a top luxury brand, Fioye pays close attention to this change in the high-tech field. Taking advantage of the situation, it released a limited edition of lighters, and invited Mr. Liu to sign and laser engrave six of them, and kept one of them for public auction for charity. .

Liu Xi remembered the lighter that was auctioned very clearly, and it ended up in the hands of a rich man from abroad, and there was absolutely no possibility of giving it away as a gift.

As the only son of Liu Hongjun, Liu Xi also got the same lighter as an affirmation and encouragement when he was an adult.

Liu Xi may have inherited his mother's characteristics, she has a loose temper and hates restraint, and at the same time, she is surprisingly bad at mathematics-he can't study science well at all.

No matter chemical balance or physical kinetic energy calculation, he knew nothing, so Liu Xi resolutely chose to study liberal arts.

Lao Liu himself is tired of the boring and tiring of scientific research, and he spoils his son like his wife, allowing him to go abroad for a few years to study his favorite major.

The only requirement is that Liu Xi will take the CAT after graduation, and it is best to go to the government for a few years to hone his temper.

Liu Xi must go back to take over the property of the old Liu family, and Liu Xi has no objection to this, and is even a little eager to try.

And he was asked to go to the government level, on the one hand, because it was convenient to establish relationships-both the upper and lower levels knew each other very well, so it would be easy to wipe his ass if his son really stabbed him.

On the other hand, it is natural to hope that various regulations can grind this bastard's stinky character, and it is best to clean him up and be honest.

—— Judging from the fact that Liu Xi wore a little rabbit nightgown to the military command center, the situation did not ease in any way.

As for the rather expensive and somewhat insignificant lighter that I remembered, it was a gift.

Liu Xun collected himself and observed the outer casing of the lighter again.

The drill is real, the shell is also real, and the goods are naturally real.

Seeing his father's signature in this kind of place gave him a strange intimacy.

Father presents this lighter to only three types of people.

The first is a loved one, such as him or his mother.

The second is a close friend, such as the old friend Uncle Lu.

The third is that the interest relationship is quite close.

For the third party, it is not too much to give any expensive things - this means that the two parties are constantly strengthening the relationship, just like an oath.

So... Long Hui, or Chu Mi, is it the second type or the third type?

Liu Xi stared at the glass baffle, and saw himself in a daze under the dim light.

He rubbed his face and sat down, sighing long.

Father and Long Hui have no connection at all.

Not to mention that he had never heard of Long Hui before he came to Jiangyin Town, even if he followed Li Luan and chose Jiangyin, it was a completely accidental decision - Long Hui was also recruited by the country from the neighboring province to do it. Professor, it was purely a coincidence that I met Long Hui.

Furthermore, Mr. Long did give him a lot of help and advice, guiding him how to reform the town as an elder, but he never revealed that he knew his father from the beginning to the end.

——I was fooled by my dad and Mr. Long for four years in Jiangyin?

impossible?

Zhao Qingyu popped his head out, shaking the schoolbag in his hand: "Uncle Liu, shall we go for supper?"

Liu Xi looked at the butler behind him, subconsciously said: "Old Long..."

"Elder Long is already asleep," Steward Wang said gently, "If there is something to talk about, I can make an appointment for tomorrow for you."

"Wait," Liu Xi stood up, and asked without hesitation, "Do you know how this lighter came about?"

Butler Wang followed his fingers to look at the display cabinet, and laughed after confirming which lighter it was: "This is a public gift from your father to Mr. Long."

"What...what?" Liu Xi was stunned.

Butler Wang behaved so calmly that the doubts in his mind had nowhere to rest.

"Mr. Long helped solve the technical bottleneck of your father's company a few years ago and completed a new project breakthrough," the housekeeper joked with a smile: "This is a difficult problem that many technical teams cannot solve. It is not enough to send ten lighters." That's a lot."

is... is it?

Zhao Qingyu blinked, and looked at Liu Xi who was bewildered.

Liu Xi nodded stiffly, forced a few words of pleasantries, and took him out.

"Is what he said true or false?" Zhao Qingyu couldn't help asking as soon as she got into the sports car, "Does Grandpa Long still know your father?"

Liu Xi sat in the driver's seat with a face full of indescribable words, and it took him a while to turn the key.

"A few years ago... I was wandering abroad, and I didn't care about my father's affairs at all."

He was probably still studying abroad at that time, busy traveling around the world enjoying freedom, even if the newspaper with parent company news was handed under his nose, he would not bother to read it.

Please, I have lived in a business environment since I was a child, and I have finally gone out to breathe the free air for a few years. Who wants to hear those news.

But now, he has no way to piece together these fragments of information, and he can't go back further.

Zhao Qingyu sat beside him quietly - he was already used to the messy feeling in his head.

Many things have not been forgotten, but there is no way to explore.

As a scholar, Grandpa Long is rigorous and prudent, and he also quotes classics when teaching courses. He is a very good educator.

It is impossible for him to cut off contact with him just because he discovered some secrets that he shouldn't touch.

"It's really troublesome..." Liu Xi sighed again, and said as if admitting defeat: "Go and call You An to see if he is asleep."

"Go for supper?"

"Let's have supper."

At the same time, Jin Guo.

The third batch of foreign envoys to Yangzhou for investigation has all been assembled.

Yun Qi refused to go back, and Wan Yanyong did not force her.

When she saw the grandson of her enemy, she probably felt the same as she saw Wanyan Liang.

On this issue, the emperor was somewhat reasonable.

The State of Jin hopes to receive the same treatment as the State of Song - such as building signal towers, such as being able to exchange more trade.

Although there are border defenses near Sizhou, they just need to go around - those cowards have no guts to stop them.

It's a pity that none of the military advisers on my side can accompany me, and I can't provide more reference information for my uncle.

One refused to go, one dared not let go, and the other was thrown back into the prison to be eaten and died, probably useless.

Wan Yanyong watched the team leave again, and after thinking for a while, moved to Yun Mansion.

What is that woman doing now?

She is still very loose.

Tang Yi is probably in order to prove his worth, or to forget the obsession and resentment in his mind, and spends non-stop on government affairs every day.

After Ke Yunqi raised this matter, he continued to live a leisurely life.

——It doesn't look like there is a deep hatred at all.

Fishing, singing and playing the flute, occasionally lying down and reading a book.

When Wan Yanyong heard the report from his subordinates to monitor the situation, his eyelids started to twitch again.

He was really worried about this woman.

When going to Yunfu this time, the servants and maidservants were a little surprised.

"Master Yun is already asleep."

asleep?

Only then did Wan Yanyong realize that the moon was hanging high in the sky, and it was clearly already late at night.

He frowned and didn't go further into the courtyard.

"What was she doing before bed?"

"I'm practicing calligraphy."

"Practice calligraphy?"

Wan Yanyong looked at the lonely and empty courtyard and the lantern that the boy was carrying, frowned and said: "Go and get the calligraphy she practiced—step softly, don't disturb her."

"Here."

Under the lantern, the handwriting on the rice paper is coated with warm light.

Yun Qi's brush calligraphy is simple and upright, no matter the style of the strokes, they are strict and regular.

Every word is simple and strict, as if all the thoughts are hidden in the peck.

——Wild flowers on the grassland that witnessed the death of the gods

The wind far away is farther than far away

——My piano sobbing and tears are gone

I return this distant place to the grassland