[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

It was about letting Xin Qiji take these nine scholars to study together, but in the end he became a teacher and had to take care of this group of students.

In the past, Xin Qiji taught himself very quickly, on the one hand, it was because of his dual cultivation of civil and martial arts, he had a broad mind and a clear mind, and on the other hand, it was also because the environment around him was so good.

When he lived in Liu's house, he had PAD and dictionary at hand. If he didn't know anything, he could just use the electronic pen to look up the relevant meanings, and if he didn't know how to listen to the recorded lectures of famous teachers——

Even if there are 1 questions in the famous teacher's course that he doesn't understand, he can still write them down and ask them when Qingyu is eating melon seeds and watching anime.

Zhao Qingyu is a jovial person, of course there will be times when he gets impatient with his 1 questions, but he is also quite easy to pass, as long as Xin Qiji helps him knock pecans or make a cup of coffee, and talk for three or four hours. It doesn't matter.

But now, let alone Qingyu, a teacher who understands everything, he doesn't even have a PAD at hand, and he can't do anything when he encounters things he doesn't know.

The scary thing is not that I don't know how to do it, but that I have to deal with the nine scholars who are like giant babies.

Of course you can't blame people for being stupid.

They all grew up in the fourth or fifth year, and this scholar is really a "smart man" selected by the court with great painstaking efforts. The articles are better than the other, and several of them have the ability to remember with a photograph.

The problem is that the exam-oriented education in Linguo does not focus on memory.

——If this is a study of liberal arts, of course it will be like a tiger with wings added, and the best will be the best.

What materialist theory, what is the introduction to political science, what is the basic concept of geography, you just have to memorize the whole shit, you can’t memorize it twice!

But Comrade Zhao just issued an order to study only theory and not literature.

After the first ten days, Xin Qiji's mouth was really parched.

These nine people, on weekdays, sit on an equal footing with him, chatting and laughing very freely.

But as soon as he came into contact with physical chemistry, all of them stared at him like baby birds, with puzzlement written all over their faces, and they almost raised a sign to say 'I really don't understand'.

After ten days, no one wanted to drop out of school.

It's not that I don't have the intention, it's that I dare not.

If he dropped out of Wensi Academy, it would be tantamount to admitting to everyone in Lin'an City that he is a fool, a fool who is arrogant and wants to go to Chengbei Middle School. Isn't this a slap in the face.

Xin Qiji would always sit down and think about it in the dead of night, feeling incredible in his heart.

——How did I learn to understand these things back then?

——How did I become interested in these things in the first place?

If Zhao Qingyu could hear his slander, she would definitely laugh again.

Blue cat naughty three thousand questions is really a good thing.

Brain pain is brain pain, but the book still needs to be taught.

As soon as Xin Qiji walked into the study hall, all nine heads lifted up at the same time, each holding a copy of the text in his hand—the block letters were written like a typed manuscript.

"Today's physics class, let's review what we learned before."

He looked down at the syllabus he had prepared, randomly named a scholar and asked, "How did the sound happen?"

The man stood up tremblingly, and said smoothly as if reciting a book: "Sound is produced by vibration. When the vibration stops, the sound will stop."

"What are the characteristics of ultrasound?"

"Good directionality, strong penetrating ability, and concentrated sound energy." The man recited the string like a puppet, and the others also listened with a blank expression.

So what is an ultrasound?What does it look like?

Xin Qiji thought to himself that these people have never even been to a hospital in Linguo, how could they understand the use and significance of ultrasound.

He flipped through the homework that was handed in, and began to ask about the knowledge points in the previous class: "The characteristics of the imaging of a plane mirror?"

When talking about flat mirrors in the last class, he was the one who asked the palace to lend a few mirrors before the class went on.

And when he held out the mirror carefully, everyone was startled when they saw their true face——

A group of officials, big and small, came to look in the mirror at Wensi Academy, and it was difficult to maintain order in the classroom.

How can there be such a clear and clear mirror in this era.

People in the Song Dynasty did not have a systematic understanding and organization of chemistry, so naturally they could not create flat and transparent mercury mirrors.

After almost all the people have been dispersed, there is no way to continue talking about the imaging of the mercury mirror.

At first, the nine scholars didn't pay attention to You An, who had a mediocre background, but after a few rounds of lectures, they admired him from the bottom of their hearts.

Now every class really sounds like a bible.

The heavenly book, it must be a holy book that reveals the mysteries of heaven, otherwise the emperor would not have specially ordered them to learn it.

Thinking about it this way, You'an, who can read this obscure book from heaven, is probably an angel whose celestial aperture was enlightened in Linguo.

Just one optic, it took six or seven days.

From the imaging characteristics of the plane mirror, to the principle and experiment of pinhole imaging, to the drawing of the optical path diagram and the use of the microscope, Xin Qiji tried his best to make them understand every detail.

The palace sent little eunuchs to urge three times, fearing that they would smash the mirror bought at a high price, they kept urging to take the mirror back.

The problem is that if we want to talk about optics, we must also talk about the imaging of the eyeball. Xin Qiji had to turn out the biology book of Shiguo junior high school, and then explain the structure of the eyeball and the principle of imaging to them.

Some scholars felt their scalps become numb the more they listened, and asked a question that everyone had held back for a long time: "How do they know the structure of the eyes?"

"Could it be that the eyes were cut open and checked inside and out?"

"Maybe it's a pig's eye or a bull's eye—it's disrespectful to cut a human eye!"

Xin Qiji silently listened to their argument for a long time, thinking whether to tell them the truth.

After I came to Song Dynasty, the most thing I did was not to lie, but to be silent.

It cannot be said that Linguo came from the modern age thousands of years later.

No matter how hard Song Guo tried, it was impossible to obliterate the existence of Lin Guo, it cannot be said.

The people of Linguo had no intention of annexing the world at all, because it would be too troublesome to open up the wisdom of the people - it wasn't Liu Xi or anyone who told him this, but he could guess it himself.

Xin Qiji himself taught these nine students that their heads were as big as bulls. If Linguo took over these millions of people and tried to pull them out of the chaos, it would be completely impossible.

There are also medical experiments in Linguo, human experiments, and experiments with white mice and rabbits, all of which cannot be said.

Naturally, some people will make a fuss after saying that, and start to make endless fuss about morality.

People in Linguo engage in autopsy, that is disrespecting the dead, disrespecting the living, moral corruption and inhumanity!

Therefore, the term moral corruption is still very easy to label.

For people with a low threshold or shallow knowledge, he can put on such a hat for anything that he is too lazy to understand or can't understand, and he wants to argue endlessly to find out whether it is right or wrong.

"I don't know." Xin Qiji said with a faint smile, "I can't take this test, let's look at the next one."

——If they pass the exam, they will be considered unlucky.

In today's class, we will start to talk about temperature and state changes.

Melt, sublimate, vaporize, melt...

Xin Qiji talked about these things he had learned a long time ago, completely as if he was reviewing.

Before he left Linguo, he had already done the test papers for Chengbei Middle School.

The comprehensive score is only a little short of separating several, after all, it is for Chengbei Middle School and not for university.

Chinese, geography and the like are learned quite quickly, after all, I have a good memory and strong comprehension ability.

There are still mistakes and omissions in calculations such as physics and mathematics, but if you do more questions, it is not difficult to take the Chengbei test.

It's just that when I think about it, what I'm preparing for now is not an imperial examination, but a scientific exam like this, and I feel a sense of trance and unreality.

What he has experienced in the past two years... is really amazing.

"Thermometer?" someone asked, "And what is the thermometer for?"

Xin Qiji originally had an electronic thermometer in his suitcase, and he could tell if he had a fever by inserting his ear.

But everything was in the palace, and he didn't bother to borrow it repeatedly, so he simply sat next to his colleagues and drew pictures for them, explaining the principles and usages.

A group of people listened to what he said, as if they were listening to him telling a story, and some people went to look at the tea pot that was boiling and bubbling next to them, and asked about the reason for the boiling.

"What is the atmospheric pressure?"

"Why does air pressure affect boiling?"

Xin Qiji rubbed his forehead, and suddenly wanted to invite Zhao Qingyu over again, even if he gave him walnuts for a year.

When talking about these things, there was no wind or rain, and there was no big movement.

But as soon as the biology class started, it was all messed up.

I don't know who it was, and they directly reported this matter to the emperor, saying that Xin Chengxue was spreading demonic ways to confuse the public.

Zhao Gou was worried about this, so he sent eunuchs to bring him over in a hurry.

When Xin Qiji came over, he was holding a book in his hand.

"I heard that you taught others that this person was transformed from a monkey?" Zhao Gou frowned and said, "What are you talking about, a person is composed of cells? What the hell are cells?"

Humans were obviously created by Nüwa out of clay, so what does it have to do with monkeys!

What nonsense!

Xin Qiji was not angry at all, presumably he was used to it in Lin'an City, so he just asked: "That's how Jiangyin City takes the exam——Does Your Majesty want my minister to teach like this?"

"You, you mark all these things with one sentence, they are for exams!" Zhao Gou said angrily: "When teaching them, make it clear that you can't believe these monster-like things, only when you are in exams and silently. Remember, you can’t talk about these things in normal times!”

"If news spreads in Lin'an City, and everyone says that they were transformed from monkeys, I will take your head!"

Xin Qiji thanked kindly and saluted, and retreated with the book.

Since then, there have been many strange annotations in his textbooks.

"This paragraph is for exams, and you are not allowed to say it normally."

"Also here, the section about plant pollination and fertilization was denounced by the judges of Wensiyuan as obscenity, and they are usually not allowed to talk about it."

"It's about the birth of people..."

"Well, it's also obscenity, so I will study this chapter directly by myself, so I won't talk about it."

If he publicly talked about the reproductive structure and the development of fertilized eggs, I am afraid it would be regarded as public talk about dirty things.

-

Those who are waiting to take the Linguo imperial examination in the coming year are really eye-opening.

Everyone has a brain, and everyone tries to determine what is right and what is wrong.

There is a saying in their family that sour women can give birth to sons with big butts, and they have long tacitly accepted that this is the case.

But what this textbook says is that a baby is developed from a fertilized egg, and the sex of the child is determined by the information in the sperm. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the child's mother, it depends entirely on the child's father play.

——Then what are the things that Chinese medicine pays attention to?

Is one drop of semen and ten drops of blood true or false?

Can't you trust everything used in the exam?

It is said that the judge was sent by someone from above, and his vision was extremely strict.

The judge read several books on physical creatures, and took the books directly to the imperial court, saying that these are banned books that should be burned, and that no one should touch them again.

Zhao Gou flipped through the pages marked by the judge, and felt ashamed when he saw the colored pictures of male and female genitalia.

He already knew that this Linguo person was shameless, but he didn't expect to be so shameless.

Xin Qiji also said that the children in Linguo all learn these things——

It's morally corrupt to tell such obscene things to children!The world is going down!

Let alone a child, when he looks at this erotic painting, he feels blushing and heart beating!

It's no wonder that women in Linguo can brazenly show their arms, legs, and even breasts!

Shameless is taught from childhood!

Why didn't he understand how such a country full of thieves and thieves won the Jin Song Dynasty?

Although the judge kept urging him, Zhao Gou still made up his mind to send these scholars to Jiangyin City to have a look. In the future, even if Da Song was burned by the father and mother that day, he would die clearly.

As for these scholars who have been corrupted and alienated, let's keep them until they get the things that conquer the neighboring country.

——Keep it and keep it, and they can't let them contact more people and spread these secrets.

Liu Xi is also inquiring about related news.

Right now, the manufacture of the engine and the improvement of the drawings are still in progress, and most of the things are things that the Senate and the factories below need to be busy with.

The four cities other than Yangzhou only received half of the previous taxes, were exempted from military service, and were not given further management and construction for the time being.

The construction in Yangzhou is naturally in full swing, and almost every block is changing with each passing day.

In terms of education, more and more people began to participate in night shifts for adults. Many people heard that they could go to the more advanced Jiangyin City to see the excitement. The ancestral tomb was emitting smoke, but it was bursting into flames.

Liu Xi is keeping an eye on the movements of the overseas students, and indeed he intends to spread civilization and civilize other countries, so that they can also improve their productivity.

Productivity is linked to consumption power, and many things are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

There is no need to go into details about the prosperity of Linguo, but the problem is that the current Linguo is superior in production capacity, and has a lot of time and energy in government projects, etc., but what about ten or decades later?

Liu Zi's existence is not a technical consultant, nor a technician in any factory.

What he wants to see is the change of the chess game in the next few steps, or even dozens of steps in the future.

Every country has to face the problem of overcapacity.

Linguo was able to resist the attacks of the Jin and Song Dynasties with shells and guns, and had the strength to revive the development of industry and technology, but it also had to beware of the economic crisis and other related things.

If there is excess production capacity, the treasury cannot be reasonably regulated in the future, and the balance of import and export trade is tilted toward one side. No matter how powerful a country is, it cannot withstand the chain reaction brought about by the economic crisis.

Therefore, being strong in the literal sense is sometimes really not a good thing.

The conquest of Kyushu and the crushing of sentient beings imagined in many Long Aotian novels directly put aside various social problems and hidden dangers.

If Linguo continues to outshine others in this land, there will be more deep-seated problems to be solved.

Appropriately supporting Song or Jin is a choice with both advantages and disadvantages.

However, the fact that Song Guo only planned to send ten overseas students was indeed a bit helpless.

Originally, people were sent to Yangzhou to study.

Then I was afraid that the people I sent would be taught to spoil their minds, so I ordered them to get the textbooks for self-study, and then go to Yangzhou to take the exam after learning, whether they can get into Jiangyin or not.

Then the content of the textbooks was directly castrated. First, he made a condition with Jiang Yin that he only studied theory and not literature. Later, he even wanted to delete all kinds of science subjects.

What else is there to learn, just print a graduation certificate and stamp it.

Liu Yuanshou pondered for a while, and then called Song Guo to ask if they would like to let the prospective international students visit Yangzhou regularly.

This question is very interesting.

It's like a temptation, and it's like a bewitchment.

Zhao Gou walked around for an entire afternoon, and the courtiers beside him were not surprised by these new issues, but they couldn't come up with any insights, naturally expressing that they obeyed the emperor's orders.

"Go."

After going and coming back, you have to write a report.

Naturally, Xin Qiji was a student official, and if he led a team to visit Linguo, he could only wander by in a carriage.

In fact, his first reaction when he knew about this matter was quite happy—he finally found someone to answer his questions.

Self-study is really too difficult. Even if there are answers in "May [-]" or some teaching aids, sometimes I just can't even understand the answers!

It's fine if you don't understand it, but the exasperating thing is that there are still some answers that are simply written as 'slightly'.

Why is such a difficult question omitted? !

Zhao Qingyu finally finished his work at the scientific research institute and the communications bureau, and picked him up at the gate of the city as a former roommate.

From the moment the other nine scholars entered the city gate, they felt uneasy and didn't know where to look.

The iron curtains on the south and east walls were not demolished, but the corpse mud and charred bones were washed with a high-pressure water gun, and sanitation workers were asked to shovel off the severed heads and limbs attached to them, and continue to use it as a temporary city wall.

The security check at the entrance was even stricter, and the security officers did not dare to take it lightly, for fear that someone would bring flammable and explosive materials in to cause trouble.

When the few scholars were scraped against their chests and backs by the scanner at the door, they were afraid of being punched without saying a word, and their bodies were shaking the whole time.

Xin Qiji, as the official of the school, had to go to the head of state first to submit the documents and question him, so he was naturally taken away by Zhao Qingyu first.

Others, led by young people from the Ministry of Culture, began to observe and visit the streets and various buildings in Linguo.

Maybe they can find the answers to all the things they are confused about in the books.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingyu did not take him to the Senate, but took him back to the previous apartment.

The apartment is still the same as before, with books and game controllers scattered beside the fireplace, and the TV screen is still wiped clean.

Liu Xi, Qian Fan, Li Luan and the others were busy cooking, but the room that once belonged to him still remained there without any decorations being touched.

It was as if he had just left for a short while and now he had returned.

Xin Qiji looked at everything in the house, only felt that his eyes were slightly hot, and his mood was complicated and a little uneasy.

"This is……"

"When my friend comes back, I should entertain him." Qian Fan came out with the hot stewed ribs, still unshaven: "I've liked you since the last time we fought, come and try my cooking?"

Standing between them, Liu Xi didn't have the coldness and aloofness when he was wearing the uniform at all, he was so busy that he didn't even realize that there was some soy sauce on his cheeks, he just looked at Xin Qiji with a plate and said with a smile: "I don't think we did. "

Xin Qiji chuckled, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and went to help them.

This time everyone got together, not only because of the weekend holiday, but also happened to be able to chat with You An who came to visit.

The dishes on the table were quite rich, and the air was filled with the smell of beer.

Everyone chatted about the gossip in the Senate, about how Liu Xun broke the glass lamp by the bed after he fell asleep last time, about Qian Fan's messy trifles in the army, and joked about Zhao Qingyu.

"I don't want to be admitted to the Senate." Zhao Qingyu muttered, "Can't I hang on to the consultant's name until the end?"

"Temporary consultant—and the so-called temporary, just temporary for more than ten years?" Liu Xi tapped his head with chopsticks and said, "I don't even need an establishment. How can I apply for housing and other benefits for you in the future?"

"Hey, I can't live here," Zhao Qingyu said unconvinced, "What's the point of those things?"

"Your Uncle Liu still wants to get married in the future, okay?" Li Luan blushed from drinking, and teased, "You can't really become his son. You can hang on to him after he gets married."

"What Uncle Liu, I'm only 25," Liu Xi said, waving his chopsticks, "I don't even see a shadow of marriage or anything like that, it doesn't exist—this brat can just rely on it if he wants to."

Zhao Qingyu lowered her head and ate the lotus root clip that Qian Fan had brought over, still muttering: "Anyway, I don't want to take the exam for the Senate and Political Council, so I won't take the exam."

"Why?" Xin Qiji raised his eyebrows and said, "With your brain, the CAT test is not difficult."

The content of the CAT test is probably an enhanced version of the middle school to the university - the scope of knowledge is wider, the depth of each level is higher, and the test requirements are more complicated.

The CAT exam itself is only to test the ability boundaries of different talents and to judge various attributes, which can be regarded as a reference for comprehensive indicators.

If you want to enter the Senate, you have to go through interviews, moral tests, and political reviews. It's not that simple.

But these are nothing to this young man.

"No, I think," Zhao Qingyu raised her head and said solemnly, "Status is a burden."

"It will keep me from being free."

-

Xin Qiji was a little surprised that he discussed these things openly.

As a guest, Xin Qiji sat beside them holding a beer glass and listened to their high-spirited talks, only silently digesting and understanding various information.

However, the literal meaning of the word 'freedom' is easy to understand, but the deeper concept is difficult for him to accept.

According to Liu Zi, people are free.

No matter how the law exists, no matter how restricted life is, to do what you choose and bear the corresponding consequences is freedom.

But for Xin Qiji, it was still too vague.

Just like before leaving Linguo, he vaguely heard the chat between Liu Xi and Qingyu.

It turns out that in Linguo, or in the world of modern people, there is still the theory of 'transferring nationality'.

If the ability is sufficient, the assets meet the standards, and both countries agree, people can even freely change their nationality and choose which country they become citizens of.

This does not seem to be the same as the freedom of wandering among countries during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.

He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

——If this kind of thing is discussed in the environment of the Song Dynasty, it will naturally be decapitated.

"Why, who else can hold you back?" Qian Fan peeled the fishbone, and said slowly: "Usually dare to say anything like a little devil, are you complaining that we are not enough to spoil you?"

Li Luan was not unhappy by what he said, instead he sipped his wine with a smile and said, "It's really not free."

"Look, Sister Li said the same thing!" Qingyu raised her head and said seriously: "If I really get admitted to the Senate and become a veritable director of any bureau or an official of any place, everything I do will be fine. I can't follow my will."

It was the first time Xin Qiji heard that this was the reason why he didn't want to be an official, and the more he heard it, the more surprised he became.

The generation gap between him and this boy is literally 1000 years.

Resisting being an official in the Wei and Jin Dynasties was to pursue the joy of landscape and countryside, and to avoid the obstructive situation of collusion in officialdom.

But what Qingyu said was not about nobility, integrity, or mountains and rivers.

For himself.

Is this selfish?

"If I become a certain official, I can't be happy about my excellence, I can't refute and scold others because of anger, and I can't be lazy when I want to be lazy like before, and get angry with whoever I want."

Qingyu looked at the circle of officials on the table, and said frankly and directly: "There will be more and more people and things to be wary of, whether it's prudent words and deeds, or making friends, you have to be careful everywhere-such Life, you may like it, I don't."

"And, if I become an official, I don't even have the right to make mistakes."

People will say, look, this official is arrogant, self-indulgent, and doing so many stupid things.

Even if someone is willing to pamper her, that's the truth.

His existence will be identified, and his words and deeds must satisfy the wishes of others.

Liu Xi drank a little, and laughed while holding the grilled fish: "Let me tell you, this kid should go to the scientific research institute, and he will be happy after spending his whole life in the laboratory - in the laboratory, there is no one on the floor." Leave him alone!"

Sun Ci was helping to serve the tofu soup by the side, and sighed slightly: "I also took the exam for the Senate Senate, otherwise I would concentrate on being a white-collar worker when I was still here, and working overtime would be overtime, so I wouldn't be in such a miserable situation."

People laughed together, lamenting their own fate.

Sitting between them, Xin Qiji felt that he was far away from them, but also very close to them.

It's just that the things they care about and the things they talk about freely are like talking in a dream to him.

Kong Zhiyao was almost annoyed to death by Zhu Xi.

He also likes this big brother, and sometimes he makes him a headache.

This big brother in his early thirties, although he is very talkative most of the time, and he also pointed out a lot of interpersonal matters, but he is too enthusiastic about learning...

Since there are still three or four months of preparation time for this year's CAT exam, the library has specially opened up two empty classrooms for self-study and study from morning till night.

After Zhu Xi listened to it, he took Kong Zhiyao over to read the books and make papers on weekends. Although he couldn't understand the CAT questions, he could read the junior high school textbooks with gusto.

This ancient man is persistent in doing things, and he is particularly concerned about the truth and other illusory things. Although he is a bit slow to learn things, his attitude is really too pious.

Kong Zhiyao is so devout that he is embarrassed and impatient, so he can only point out the various principles of it when he is resting on weekdays.

Strange to say, isn't the meaning of temperature, the existence of kinetic energy and potential energy, and mechanical work all very simple knowledge?

Even if he doesn't read the book, he knows this kind of thing, why is this person completely clueless?

Kong Zhiyao knew that he was an ancient person, but he was still at a loss and unbelievable about this matter—he had never seen an illiterate.

So Xiao Kong waited until he was free, said hello to his uncle at home, and took Zhu Xi to the factory to have a look.

Knowing that this was an ancient man, he might cry out of fright, so he deliberately grabbed Zhu Xi's sleeve, lest he would rush into the boiler and fly moths into the flame if he got excited.

Zhu Xi trusted this young man, and followed him by car to the industrial area east of the city, and was stunned for the first time.

——Actually, there is nothing new.

Product manufacturing lines, electronic numerical control centers, steam rooms, as well as conference halls and distribution centers.

The man staggered a little, so frightened that Kong Zhiyao tightened his sleeves, for fear that he would do something impulsive.

"I want to take over my wife and children, so that my children can also live and work in such a place." Zhu Xi looked at the prosperous and advanced everything with a complicated expression, and murmured: "My children... You should also learn and see these things.”

"It's not impossible." Kong Zhiyao touched his chin and pondered: "Although the control of floating population is relatively strict now, and the processing of temporary residence permits is a bit slow, but if you write the application sincerely enough, the office may be more accommodating. .”

"Is that so?" Zhu Xi asked again with his eyes burning brightly, "Is this the way you are all around the country?"

He has read a lot of books and knows the [-] kinds of rhetoric in Tang poetry and Han Fu, but when he witnessed this huge industrial chain and understood the tip of the iceberg of this modern city, he was so lacking in language that he could hardly express anything.

All the things have already impacted his cognition.

On the way back, Kong Zhiyao was not idle, telling him all kinds of new things in Jiangyin City.

"People from our side go up and down the stairs. In fact, they don't have to take the stairs."

"What do you mean? Did you use it to fly?" Zhu Xi looked at him eagerly: "Can you fly one and show me!"

"You have learned materialism, why are you still thinking about this..." Kong Zhiyao stretched out his hand and gestured for the existence of the elevator: "Just walk in, and it will automatically pull you up or down, and climb up within ten seconds It doesn’t take much effort to reach a height of tens of meters.”

"Tens of meters high?" Zhu Xi asked in a daze, "Why build a house tens of meters high?"

"Because—" Kong Zhiyao thought for a long time and said, "There are too many people."

He recalled his past memories in other cities, and felt that everything was just like a dream.

"In the past, before the changes happened," he said with a touch of nostalgia in his tone, "in any city in our country, there were tens of millions of people. Although everyone worked very hard, but And they all lived happily."

Now, this neighboring country is like an isolated island.

Zhu Xi felt that the big boy did not lie to himself, so he asked curiously: "There are tens of millions of people in a city, so how can it be managed?"

"Law? Surveillance? Morality?" Kong Zhiyao stroked his hair and said, "I don't know about that. I originally went to the Senate to manage people, but now it seems... everything has changed."

He entered the Senate by mistake, joined the Ministry of Construction, followed Sister Li and everyone to investigate everywhere, and did practical things amidst various incomprehensions and doubts. He built this brand new city and watched its transformation day by day. and mature.

His original intention doesn't seem to be that important anymore.

When he first came in, he had too many doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart. He wanted to express his opinion on almost everything, and he felt that everything was not good enough.

But now, some of the questions in his heart may still have no answers, but his mind has become firm and mature too much.

He wants to stay here, do more things, let more people wake up and live a happier life.

Zhu Xi looked at his smiling face, thought for a moment, and then firmed his tone.

"When I take over my wife and children, I will also take the Senate Senate."

Kong Zhiyao recovered from his contemplation, looked at him and laughed.

"Come on, everyone."