[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Xin Qiji entered Lin'an in a convoy of Lin Song trade.

He didn't bring many things, a few Linguo junior high school textbooks and daily necessities, and a backpack from Qingyu.

The clothes he was wearing when he was hit were all there, as well as his previous luggage. Liu Xun gave him one of his suitcases as a souvenir.

When getting out of the car, the young man looked at the noisy and bustling market and smiled happily.

Although it took a year to delay on the road, I finally arrived at the place I was longing for.

Enter the inner city from Dongqingmen to the west, pass Miaoming Temple and Yanqiao to Wensiyuan.

According to the instructions in the Order of Seeking Talents, the imperial court set up a special official office here to receive the sages from all walks of life who fled from Yangzhou and returned to Lin'an.

Xin Qiji didn't care about finding a place to stay first, and looked for it all the way in the face of Feixue. At a glance, he caught a glimpse of many people coming out of the official office, holding some small silver coins in their hands, with happy and proud smiles on their faces. .

--is it here?

He raised his head, took a deep breath of the damp and cold air, and strode in.

Lu You attaches great importance to this matter, and with the emperor's instruction, he has been sitting here in person for the past few days.

He is very capable, and he can tell at a glance which ones are rogues who are here to take advantage of the opportunity, and which ones are Yangzhou people who really know Linguo.

The queue was not very long, and soon a young man came in with a backpack and a box.

When he saw clearly those things on him that definitely did not come from the Jin and Song Dynasties, Lu You's eyes froze, and he stood up abruptly.

He directly passed the ordinary people in front of the young man, and walked quickly to the man's side: "Your Excellency also came from Yangzhou?"

Xin Qiji noticed that his eyes were fixed on his bag and suitcase, he laughed dumbly and said, "Yes, I came here to serve the country, please listen to my explanation, my lord."

"It's easy to say - easy to say, no need to be polite!" Lu You raised his voice directly, and ordered the servants on the left and right to welcome the others to the side to register their names. His eyes were still fixed on the novelty on Xin Qiji's body.

That's the kind of person he's been waiting for!

Those who just talk are useless!

Since this person can get the rare things of Linguo, compared to making some famous tricks in Yangzhou City, he must understand all the mysteries of those strange places in Linguo!

Xin Qiji didn't expect this lord to be so enthusiastic, but he became more cautious.

The two of them turned into the unoccupied inner hall, and a small official came by to record the situation.

"This official is Lu You, Lu Fangweng, the editor of the Privy Council." Lu You sat on the main seat and motioned for the servant to watch tea, with a kind and friendly tone: "What's your name?"

It was actually Lu Fangweng who was both talented and intelligent!

Xin Qiji was stunned subconsciously, realizing that the business was important, he hurriedly saluted and announced his home, and then opened his backpack and box in front of Lu You.

Since he has lived in Linguo for nearly a year, he is naturally proficient in using zippers and combination locks, and Lu You, who is next to him, has straight eyes when he sees him doing this.

What's this?What is this?

"I was born in Shandong, and when I reached the crown, I wanted to go south to serve the imperial court, but I was hit by a car from Linguo on the way."

"Crossed it?" Lu You attended the last meeting, thinking that it was the giant steel car covered in thorns that hit him, and said in horror, "You didn't die?"

Xin Qiji smiled and did not explain the rhetoric about the brakes, but only guided him to look at the various things in the box and schoolbag.

"The head of state of Linguo ordered me to be placed in his other residence. Seeing that I wanted to learn their mysteries, he let me browse the materials and classics, and even arranged for an official position - I have been doing it for about half a year."

The more Lu You listened to it, the more he found it incredible. Seeing his generosity and frankness, he felt a little suspicious in his heart.

Could it be that this is a spy sent by Linguo?

Since Linguo can transmit voices thousands of miles away and recruit ghosts to defend the city, wouldn't it be easy to send people who look like people from the Song Dynasty in?

He paused, and asked for a while, "What kind of official do you do?"

"The secretary of the Agriculture Bureau, help sort out the materials that are beneficial to production, and follow the director to conduct research and records." Xin Qiji was still excited to see Lu You himself, and his attitude was more straightforward and enthusiastic: "These things were all when I left Yangzhou. , it was given to me by the head of Linguo himself."

Lu You glanced at the colorful things in the box, and felt even more strange.

He was silent for a few seconds, and smiled again: "Why don't you follow me to meet the Holy One—this matter is of great importance, and Lu dare not make a claim."

"Mian-Mian Sheng?!" Xin Qiji said in surprise, "Is it really possible?"

"Follow me," Lu You said with a smile, "Take these things too."

Zhao Gou was still looking at the picture in the monitoring room, and the servant had just brought up freshly fried French fries.

The people of Linguo said that the planting techniques of the potatoes were complicated, and it was not convenient to give them seeds for the time being, so they only gave some of them as a gift to the emperor.

Although this surveillance did cost some money, it was totally worth it——

Now he can not only see the real-time situation of the three parts of the harem, but also monitor the personnel exchanges between the Privy Council and Zhongshu Province.

This—this is really, a good thing that I never thought of!

Even the mirror of the Queen Mother of the West may not be able to have such a clear and vivid mirror, let alone monitor multiple places at the same time!

The people of Linguo didn't tell him that he could install bugs, so Zhao Gou thought that the mirror could only see things, but he was already satisfied.

Those pushing and tossing in the harem can now be reflected on the mirror in real time.

After the glass was imported, Zhao Goucai finally saw his true face clearly every day, and stopped staring at the blurred bronze mirror.

And after the monitor is connected to the so-called monitoring thing, he can still see the empress kneeling down in a stern voice, seeing a bubble of bird droppings poured on the head of a minister in the privy envoy, and even who is secretly stalking from the bosom. Take out some snacks to eat!

Although Zhao Gou regretted not being able to bring all those movies and televisions back to the palace, but at the moment he was sitting in the monitoring room built with the help of people from Linguo, feeling as if he was watching the live broadcast of the front and back palace.

——So addicted to the fact that I was soaked in the monitoring room from falling asleep to waking up, and basically didn't come out when I had nothing to do.

The eunuch saw that it was the now-popular Lu Bianxiu who brought people over, he hurriedly smiled and asked them to wait, and trotted all the way to find the emperor.

As soon as he heard that Lu You came back with a Linguotong, Zhao Gou immediately became energetic.

The more he came into contact with the neighboring country, the more he wanted to take this city down.

You know, no matter how good something is, it belongs to someone else, and if you snatch it back, it's your own.

If other people's homes are full of treasures, then it's best to take them.

Linguo seems to be invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, can summon dragons and birds at the top, and attract ghosts and fog at the bottom, so there must be some weaknesses, right?

It was the first time for Xin Qiji to come to Lin'an City, and also the first time to enter the inner palace, so he could finally feel the instinctive emotion of sincerity and fear.

After a year, he finally felt the long-lost hierarchy again.

In Linguo, the head of state is no different from ordinary people. Senior officials and ordinary people wear the same clothes, except that they wear uniforms when they go to work, but they are not fancy.

Whether it is buildings, diet, or way of speaking, there will be no complicated details.

But here is different, this is Song Ting.

"What are you doing in a daze, kneel!" Lu You whispered.

Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment, looked down at the crimson gauze dragon robe, and slowly knelt down.

A strange feeling began to grow in my heart.

He is a grassroots man, and the emperor is the son of heaven. According to the rules, one should kneel at the bottom of the hall and the other should sit on a high place.

Zhao Gou and Yan Yue told the two of them to excuse themselves, and their eyes were also fixed on the suitcase and backpack.

Lu You hurriedly explained the cause and effect clearly, saying that everything was interrogated and determined by the emperor.

"They are people from Linguo—called you to be an official?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty," Xin Qiji bowed his head and said, "Caomin does not have a formal official position, it is an internship—that is, he participated in basic work in the past, with the intention of observing and observing."

"Internship?" Zhao Gou asked in surprise, "Agricultural officials—what is an internship?"

This matter of farming and mulberry is nothing more than calculating taxes and all kinds of things, so we can't follow weeds and dung.

"Also, there's one thing I've never understood." He leaned forward slightly, his tone perplexed and wary: "How can things from Linguo be mass-produced and cheap?"

Although Xin Qiji stayed in Linguo for a year, he did not forget the rules, saluted again, and told everything he knew in detail.

From the structure of the chicken farm, the improvement of food crops, to the meeting system and review methods, Xin Qiji's explanations were clear and simple, which opened the eyes of both the monarch and his ministers.

All of what he said was like a fantasy.

"Trapping the chickens in a cage - can a batch come out in [-] days?!" Lu You was shocked: "Forty days?! Can you grow chickens into broilers?!"

Xin Qiji nodded and said, "Grassmen dare not lie."

Seeing that the emperor and Mr. Lu were looking at him with blank faces, he was obviously still thinking about all the incomprehensible parts, and explained: "The children of Linguo don't read the Four Books and Five Classics, but the practical study of managing the world. "

"Don't read the Four Books and Five Classics? Really don't read it?!" Zhao Gou covered his chest and said, "I've heard the news before, and I've always refused to believe it—it can't be that the people who came back from Yangzhou are determined to lie Let me!"

Xin Qiji also knew in his heart how unbelievable these words were to them.

Although I grew up with a Confucian education, I am eager to serve the country, so I studied both civil and martial arts, and was taught by my martial arts master to be inclusive and enterprising, so I am so active in learning new knowledge about the country.

But neither the Holy Majesty nor Master Lu has ever been in touch with this side of things, so it is really difficult to understand.

"Your Majesty...how about reading the textbook?"

-

The original words of that brat Zhao Qingyu were——"Why don't you take your elementary school textbooks and teach your emperor a blind lesson."

There is nothing wrong with saying this in Linguo, but it would be beheaded in Songguo.

Xin Qiji smiled in his heart at the time, but he didn't expect it to come true now.

Whether it is the Song Dynasty or the previous Spring and Autumn and Warring States, Han and Tang Dynasties, the hierarchy is so clear that no matter whether it is right or wrong.

The superior person, that is, the elder, the venerable, and the noble, is not wrong with this word.

Subordinates cannot openly point out their faults, discuss issues and plans with them openly, and have no right to participate or question.

In the Song Dynasty, the superiors would always give orders at the meeting, and the subordinates who participated in the meeting would just say yes—it is absolutely impossible for anyone to actively discuss how to revise and improve this policy like the Linguo people, and they must be extremely careful in what they say.

Therefore, when the loyal ministers spoke out, the survivors were tolerated and promoted by Ming Jun, and then left their names in history.

The unfortunate ones have long been expelled or killed for various reasons such as disobedience and chaos, and their bones have long been rotten in the mud.

Even in modern times, this situation is very common.

When communicating with some old people who are old-fashioned and face-saving, you criticize the current situation, he says that you contradict the stubborn mouth, you quote classics, and he says that you are nonsense——

There is no way to communicate at all.

Seniority, age, identity, everything can kill people. These people don't care about the truth of the matter discussed, or how to solve the problem in the end.

What they are essentially concerned about is only the absolute right to speak.

Even if no one taught these things, Xin Qiji knew it himself.

Every time he feels relaxed and unrestrained in Linguo, he repeatedly warns and emphasizes the rules of Songguo in his heart.

Living there for too long, he was always worried that he would become an outlier because of his laxity and lack of rules when he returned to the Song Kingdom.

Fortunately, not - at least the disguise is very good.

Several books were presented in front of Zhao Gou, but the people below still looked respectful and docile.

Zhao Gou lowered his head and flipped through a few pages. Although he could roughly understand the strange simplified characters, he didn't understand what the lines were talking about.

This is strange.

The cover of Linguo's book is as smooth as silk, and the printing is clear and correct without any trace of ink.

What's even more strange is that each page is colored, as if the artist specially asked the artist to color each page.

"physics?"

Zhao Gou frowned and flipped through several books, staring at the colorful figure and pictures, unable to move his eyes away.

How did this get printed?

"What is chemistry?"

Xin Qiji thought about it for a while, and explained: "Learning in Linguo is divided into liberal arts and science. The so-called principle is different from Taoism in Song Dynasty. It is the principle of studying the laws of the operation of all things."

"Isn't Taoism the same?" Lu You retorted: "Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" talks about the principles of all things, haven't you read it?"

It's really not a thing...

"What they study is why candles can make fire, why clouds make rain, and why objects fall to the ground," Xin Qiji explained with a little effort: "The essence of these things can be used after understanding. For example, the people of Linguo can Make rain on your own, not by witchcraft."

"What?!" Zhao Gou's eyes widened: "They—can they even control rain and thunder?"

What a shit?

What Song Kingdom and Jin Kingdom, wouldn't it be over if they surrendered directly?

Lu You's expression on the side became more and more serious, and he snorted and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Things fall because they are heavy!

The rain in the clouds is because the Dragon King and the River God are doing tricks!

As for the fact that the candle can light a fire, it is because it can light a fire!

Xin Qiji stopped what he wanted to say by his scolding, and just kept silent according to the rules.

"Jiaxuan, although you were born in Shandong, your ancestors are from the Song Dynasty. You were born as a person of the Song Kingdom, and you will die as a ghost of the Song Kingdom!" Lu You stepped forward, and his expression became more serious: "In front of the Holy Son of Heaven, you still don't want to die!" Dare to spread rumors, is it because people from Linguo have given you a potion of ecstasy!"

Xin Qiji gritted his teeth and dared not refute, this is the imperial court with strict rules, not Liu Xi's apartment.

He is here, a low class person, a grassroots person.

He has already confirmed in his heart that these Linguo people came from thousands of years later, possessing epoch-making technology and productivity.

But he didn't dare to say it, and he couldn't say it.

Even if these things were announced loudly to the world, no one would believe them.

Zhao Gou was still looking at the strange colored book, frowned and said, "So, you have learned a lot about Linguo?"

Xin Qiji nodded slightly, but still didn't dare to make a sound.

"Then tell me, why is it raining?"

Not to mention other things, if the Song Dynasty can also control the rain, sky and thunder by itself, then thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will not have to fear drought and flood, and the country will be strong and prosperous just around the corner!

"It rains because the water on the ground is transpired to the sky, and it condenses into clouds because of its lightness," Xin Qiji said softly: "When the clouds become heavier and heavier, they will not be able to float in the sky, and all the water droplets held will be When it falls, it becomes rain."

This...does it seem to make sense?

Zhao Gou felt a little shaken in his heart, and asked again: "Then, why did things fall?"

"Because of the gravity of the earth." Xin Qiji seemed to be dragged to the exam temporarily, wondering: "It's hard to explain, but there are—"

"Your Majesty, there are some things here that cannot be fully believed."

"If chickens can be slaughtered in [-] days, it's a law that violates the rhythm, and it's going against the sky, so how can they be eaten!" Lu You said with a serious expression, "Although this person is worthy of use, he should be treated first. With the teaching of the Four Books and Five Classics, morality, benevolence and righteousness—he may be fascinated by the people of Linguo, and now he only remembers some strange words!"

"I do not have."

As soon as these words came out, both the monarch and his subjects changed their colors.

Xin Qiji took a deep breath and said without changing his face: "Although the grassroots have not yet taken the imperial examination, they are also familiar with classics and Chinese studies. Please rest assured, Master Lu."

"Really?" Lu You asked back: "The country is thousands of miles away, but the people of Wei are limited—"

"The savage yellow bird stops at the corner of the hill," Xin Qiji looked straight at him and said, "Although the grass people are not as good as the yellow bird, they still know where to go."

But when he said these words, his heart was shaken instead.

Song Kingdom, is it really my destination?

"According to the theory of observing festivals, shouldn't you observe festivals for the Han and Tang Dynasties, and would rather die than be a Song person?"

"Going a little further, your civilization originated from Yao, Shun and Yu, and it implemented a system of abdication similar to our democratic electoral system, but later it became a hereditary system of divine right of kings,"

"——Xin Qiji, don't you think that this is not the 'corruption of etiquette' mentioned in your article?"

Liu Xi's voice was inexplicably clear and bright in his mind.

It was so bright that he was clearly standing in the court hall, under the Son of Heaven, but suddenly he began to recall the nebula and sky that he saw together that day in his mind.

Lu You didn't expect the scholar to react so quickly, but seeing that he was familiar with the classics, he felt a little more relaxed, and only told the emperor: "I plan to take this citizen to interrogate again and again, and after confirming that it is correct, I will participate in the compilation or writing of books. matter of discussion."

"Yes." Zhao Gou had already started to rummage through the bandages, staplers and eye drops in his suitcase: "Take these away."

The two eunuchs next to him let out a sigh, quickly closed the bag and box, and carried all the things out of the hall in front of Xin Qiji.

"You came back from Yangzhou. Your courage and loyalty are commendable. Let's give you something." Zhao Gou said casually, "Come here."

The eunuch next to him came out slowly, holding a Jade Ruyi and stopped in front of Xin Qiji.

The young man stared blankly at the useless Yu Ruyi in the tray, and was speechless for a while.

Women in Song State had no property rights at home.

In front of the emperor, the people of the state of Song belonged to him even for their lives.

"Thank you... the official for your kindness."

Lu You was wary of Xin Qiji, but also full of hope.

Now there are hundreds of people who have fled from Yangzhou, but none of them can talk about everything as clearly as he does, and they seem to know everything about Linguo quite clearly.

Lu You himself has no hostility towards this young scholar. What he worries about is that the moral and etiquette of Linguo has corroded this young man—after all, he is only 20 years old, which is the time when his mind is not firm.

It is always beneficial to read and copy more books of sages every day.

Xin Qiji himself was not from Lin'an, so he lived in Lu You's mansion under the emperor's instruction, and began to write articles about loyalty to the emperor and the country on a daily basis, and then accepted inquiries and suggestions from various officials.

He accepted all of this and cooperated without complaint.

Lu You saw it, and only ordered his servants to put more candles in his room, so that he could read and write all night.

But he didn't understand why this young man stared at it for a long time every time he took the candle.

It was as if he was looking at something else in the distance through the candle.

-

Kong Zhiyao got off work very early today.

Officials have released news that the CAT test will be opened around June or July this year, which means that more people will have the official status of the Senate.

He is still an intern now, but he is much more honest than before.

So much so that the parents at home have begun to wonder whether Minister Li peeled the brat's skin, or taught him a lesson.

Actually not really.

Heavy and tedious work, a large number of urgent information transfers, and being immersed in the world of adults can make a child grow up quickly.

He still has various puzzles and dislikes towards this world, but at least he can respond quickly to work requirements and do his own thing well in the office.

Everywhere in Yangzhou City has been renovated, and even the old city residents want to live in the brightly lit new city.

——However, the houses there are all public, and no commercial housing has been built yet.

The housing in the government area is naturally allocated according to the establishment, and the interns all live in apartments together, and the conditions are not bad.

Since he stayed in Yangzhou city for a long time, now Kong Zhiyao always carries some money in his schoolbag.

Yangzhou has a large population, and it is impossible to change currency at once. If you want to buy snacks and various gadgets, you can only use the strange-looking copper coins.

But I have to say that all the food flavors here are quite good.

With the promotion of Linliang Company, new seasonings such as peppers have also flowed into the homes of Yangzhou people, and more and more new dishes have been created.

Although he intends to try one or two, but there are still a lot of CAT reference books that he hasn't read, and now he can only find a small noodle restaurant to deal with it after work - anyway, it is fresher than those old dishes in the cafeteria.

Kong Zhiyao was playing with his mobile phone with one hand, and was stuffing face into his mouth absently with the other, and was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Ah—" He was so frightened that he almost choked, and turned around suddenly: "Who is it?!"

A stranger stood in front of him, smiling a little embarrassedly: "Excuse me, I want to ask you something."

The strange man looked like he was in his early thirties, wearing the clothes of ancient people, with a gentle and honest demeanor.

The strange thing is that there are several moles on the corner of his right eye, which looks weird.

"Are you—" Kong Zhiyao looked at his clothes, put down his chopsticks and mobile phone and asked, "Want to ask for directions?"

Now more and more people are entering Yangzhou City to work, and the composition of the population has also become complicated.

The old-school Yangzhou people guard the one-acre three-point land in the old city, half-voluntarily adapting to the policies and new regulations.

The new-style Yangzhou people are attracted by the lectures in the four corners of the square and all kinds of novelty, and actively adapt to the ever-changing life.

Jiangyin people began to come and go here more frequently, and began to feel and adapt to the ancient life.

Migrant workers, as newcomers to the city, are in a bit of an embarrassing situation—after all, they are neither locals nor understand anything.

But people are always kind and helpful to each other, and overall xenophobia is not obvious.

"This little brother," Zhu Xi saw that he was not hostile to him, so he asked, "May I ask you about Yangzhou City?"

"Ah?" Kong Zhiyao laughed, and pointed to the bench next to him: "Sit down, what do you want to know?"

As an intern of the Senate, he often helped guide these city residents.

Those who want to work, who want to study, who want to get divorced, who want to jump into the river——

Some Yangzhou people completely regard Linguo people as gods, and when they see a man with short hair, they rush to ask for help.

Over time, I got used to it.

It turned out that this was a southeasterner from Fujian, no wonder his accent sounded weird.

Ten years ago, he went to Beijing and got a middle grade in the middle school exam, and was assigned to Quanzhou to serve as the director of Tong'an County.

After his term of office expired, the man returned to Tong'an, no longer pursued an official career, but began to teach and stand.

What he wants to know most is true knowledge, which is the truth of all things.

——However, such things as truth are not cabbage, and you can buy them if you want, so naturally you can’t get them.

Zhu Xi originally concentrated on pursuing the true knowledge, thinking about investigating things, enlightening the Tao and exploring the true meaning. Unexpectedly, there was news from outsiders that he saw the real dragon in Yangzhou with his own eyes!

See, it's a real dragon!

A real dragon that can wag its head and wag its tail as the mist rises, and can also extinguish the fire!

This is the birth of the real dragon and the arrival of the saint!

The more the man spoke, the more excited he became, the saliva almost sprayed into his face.

Kong Zhiyao subconsciously pulled the noodle bowl away, frowned and said, "So you stopped teaching and came to Yangzhou to watch the dragon?"

It seems that because of the dragon, many people came to Yangzhou...

But when you think about it, it makes sense.

If these people see artificial rainfall, or those chemical experiments at the banquet between the two countries, they may really think that these are all miracles.

So why the Senate doesn't directly implement the policy of governing the country by religion and obscuring the people...it's really hard to understand.

Zhu Xi nodded hurriedly, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Although no dragon saw it, I saw a sky bird!"

He heard a loud roar that day, followed the people on the street to look around, and also saw the divine bird high above the sky.

This is a wonder that has never appeared in Lin'an City!

It is so big and has a strange shape, it is said that it is also a sacred object that is controlled by the emperor of Linguo!

Who knows what sky bird you are talking about...

Kong Zhiyao felt that this man seemed to be particularly agitated, and tried to comfort him: "It's okay, we can see each other in the future."

"I've been in Yangzhou city for almost a year," Zhu Xi said urgently when he met a young and patient Linguo, "I listen to the lectures here every day. It's really shocking and thunderous!"

"I can also write simplified characters!"

Fearing that Kong Zhiyao would not believe it, he dipped his finger in the tea and wrote numbers and simplified characters in italics on the table.

"Uh—stop," Kong Zhiyao swallowed, looked at the face that was about to form a ball, and asked patiently, "What do you want to ask me?"

"It's like this," Zhu Xi's eyes were burning with sincerity, "The lectures in this square are really mysterious, and people can eat and drink without thinking about it—but I can't get into Guangling Academy!"

"You want to go to school..." Kong Zhiyao wondered, "Schools are for children, and there are really not many adult transfer students now."

Adults who can go in to study are those who have written sincere articles and have been interviewed and reviewed.

Zhu Xi couldn't get in, either because there were not enough places, or because he didn't go in the right direction...

"Now I've found a bookstore to help with the bookkeeping, and I still have a place to live," Zhu Xi said with a disappointed look on his face, "I've heard from people in neighboring countries that only by going to school can I learn more clearly and clearly. Is there really no way to get in?"

What he said made Kong Zhiyao lose his mind to eat this bowl of noodles.

It's kind of like meeting a foreign friend who is living in a foreign country and studying hard.

——At least I should help you.

"What truth do you want?" Kong Zhiyao frowned and asked, "Newton's first law? Joule's law? The Wealth of Nations?"

"Are these, are these the mantras of the world?!" Zhu Xi came out with a frenzied expression again: "I used to investigate things and ask my heart, but I was always puzzled, but after listening to your lectures in Linguo, I finally got the hang of it!"

Kong Zhiyao was at a loss: "What's the trick..."

"The origin of the world is matter, and spirit is the projection and reflection of matter." Zhu Xi recited with a serious face: "Matter determines consciousness, and consciousness has an active effect on matter."

The way he was looking for, from the very beginning, was in the opposite direction.

Kong Zhiyao wondered if this was basic materialism, but his face was still blank: "Didn't you know this before?"

Zhu Xi shook his head: "I have never heard of these theories before contacting the lecturer."

No wonder...

Kong Zhiyao thought for a while and said, "You have indeed found the right person. I really know the people in the Senate. About your schooling... May I ask them for you?"

"I don't know what to do," Zhu Xi said with a perplexed expression, "I didn't have much savings, and it's impossible not to go to work and shop after I come to Yangzhou, otherwise I won't be able to pay the tuition..."

"It's not about money. Besides, you can take an adult night shift." Kong Zhiyao rubbed his chin and said, "Do you usually work in a bookstore in the new city or the old city?"

"The one in the old town, if you want to find me, I'll be there during the day," Zhu Xi said with a sincere face, "Thank you very much—"

"Hey," Kong Zhiyao interrupted him, showing a gossip expression: "Didn't you receive the security order?"

"You mean the recruitment order?" Zhu Xi asked.

Since the beginning of the new year, there have been people running around in the city distributing this kind of thing.

Although the government followed the monitoring and arrested people twice and drove them out, but because there was no decapitation or public deterrence, the effect was not great.

The Xinpai people think this is all nonsense and ignore it.

And those who want to leave here have already left, and they don't know the secrets of Linguo.

The rest are speculators.

Over time, no one cared about it.

"I received it, but I threw it in the trash can—the recyclable one," Zhu Xi subconsciously said, "I didn't throw it wrong."

"That's right."

"I can't stand this thing, not to mention that Yangzhou is a holy city. City of Night, City of the Great Sage!"

Although he, Zhu Xi, didn't see the dragon that flew out to fight the fire when he was running through the water, he also witnessed the scene of the great retreat of the golden soldiers and the coming of the two countries to court.

And the sparks blooming all over the sky that night, as beautiful as the stars worshiping!

Although I don't understand why Linguo didn't directly send troops to take over the other two countries, but my belief in pursuing the right way here will never be shaken.

He also wants to read more books, learn more knowledge, and get closer to true knowledge.

What's the point of being satisfied with eating, drinking and having fun in this world?

With a limited lifespan, devote yourself to endless knowledge!

"Brother, let me tell you the truth," Kong Zhiyao was very taken advantage of by this person calling him a brother, and showed an ambiguous smile: "I was in a hurry to eat noodles and go back to read today, just to take the Senate Senate—"

"I'll ask you about the adult night shift later. I came to you by bicycle to tell you. Maybe we can meet again in the Senate in the future."

Zhu Xi was pleasantly surprised, and he confirmed with some trepidation: "Is it true?"

"Exactly!"