[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

"Successful?!" Zhao Gou jumped up, almost broke the spy's ID card, and said loudly, "How many?!"

"This—" the little eunuch panicked, "Xin Chengxue only mentioned the score line and nothing else."

"Score line?" Zhao Gou asked blankly, "Isn't Linguo's imperial examination a one, two, three, four?"

There are too many ins and outs here, and I can't explain it clearly for a while.

The little eunuch thought for a while, only put on a respectful demeanor, and continued to reveal what he knew: "Xin Chengxue is still handling the matter of studying abroad in Yangzhou City, and there are still discussions about where to live or where to study in the future."

"He said that he will definitely come over to thank you soon after the affairs are settled."

Although the emperor himself spoke a few words from the beginning to the end, he still had to thank him for his gratitude.

After hearing this, Zhao Gou felt more relaxed.

Xin Qiji came back three days later, and when he came back, he took a suitcase full of books, and only followed the people leading him into Miyagi, and ran back to Miyagi without leaving his luggage.

The emperor and all his ministers waited for a long time. Seeing that Xin Qiji had passed the examination today and was going to study in the mysterious Jiangyin City in September, they all wanted to ask him something.

Not to mention Lu You, Prime Minister Tang, who was devoted to burning incense and worshiping Buddha to live a peaceful life, wanted to ask a lot of questions. He always felt that the people of Linguo could see the real Bodhisattva—otherwise, how could they move ghosts, birds, dragons and thunderbolts.

When Xin Qiji came in with his suitcase, he noticed that many eyes were fixed on his suitcase, and he saluted and greeted calmly and smoothly, thanking the emperor and all the officials for their promotion and care.

Seeing his obedient appearance, Zhao Gou was relieved, and asked with a smile, "Xin Chengxue has received the gift from the emperor of Linguo again?"

"Officials, this is the homework that Linguo's middle school ministers completed before entering school."

Xin Qiji bent over to open the box, and another stack of books appeared in front of them.

"This--"

Not to mention the emperor was stunned, the others were also stunned.

They don't know how long the history of Linguo is, but the Song Dynasty can be traced back thousands of years, and now there are only a dozen books for the exam. Why is it that Linguo's textbooks are like wildfire burning endlessly? ?

This Xin Chengxue became an official at such a young age that he didn't have time to socialize. He had been studying and preparing for the exam since it was cold.

Besides, looking at those books in the past is enough, why are there so many books that I haven't read? !

Could it be that the people of Linguo saw that he was from the Song Dynasty and deliberately made things difficult for him?That's not going to work!

The emperor also felt puzzled, and asked the eunuchs to hold a few of them and show him what books they were.

Lu You next to him felt that something was wrong and asked, "Didn't you already pass the exam?"

"My lord," Xin Qiji said truthfully, "Although Linguo respects the etiquette and customs of the Song Dynasty, it is not necessary to take the Humanities of the Song Dynasty, but if you want to get a graduation certificate and complete the credits, some subjects are compulsory, and It’s also liberal arts.”

Although Zhao Gou suddenly opened his mind and wanted to be an emperor seriously in recent years, probably because of his old age, he has been fond of calligraphy, poetry and painting for a long time, so he read this Chinese document for a long time: "This is their Chinese textbooks?"

Xin Qiji nodded.

As soon as the first few pages are opened, there is also a table of contents.

All the ministers were respectful in front of the emperor, and they dared not make a sound unless the emperor spoke. For a while, the only sound in the whole hall was the sound of Zhao Gou flipping the language documents.

"The books of Linguo... are all written in vernacular," Zhao Gou frowned.

Classical Chinese was developed on the basis of pre-Qin spoken language.

The reason why officials and eunuchs all used classical Chinese was because there was no paper and they had to use silk and bamboo to write, and they strived for concise and intuitive writing.

After the Tang and Song Dynasties, due to the invention of movable type printing, the vernacular of the lower class people gradually became a kind of written language and began to spread gradually.

——But for the upper-class nobles of the Song Dynasty, it was something that could not be put on the table after all.

The prose that the emperor turned over happened to be "The Dancing Girl of Izu". Although many of the words in it were incomprehensible, but by quickly reading a few pages, it can be seen that it is about the ambiguous feelings between boys and girls. , rather than the disobedience theory of state affairs.

This thing between men and women is difficult to be elegant, how can it be regarded as a text?

It really is barbarian.

Zhao Gou clicked his tongue, let the people below hold his breath and waited, and turned a few more pages, and saw Borges' "The Garden of Forking Paths".

"What's all this nonsense writing?"

"Weichen doesn't know either." Xin Qiji is now more and more proficient in handling these questions, so he just lowered his head and pulled Lin Guo out to block his gun: "But the school said that there will be an exam when the class starts and the grades are determined. Weichen If you only set the last grade, you will have to study in Jiangyin for six years."

"Rating?" Zhao Gou stroked his beard and thought, "Please explain clearly, what do you mean?"

"The so-called middle school in Jiangyin has six grades from one to six. One is the smallest, and six is ​​the largest."

"Where a student starts at the beginning depends entirely on the individual's knowledge and ability." Xin Qiji explained: "The grading will determine how many credits to take, and you cannot take the graduation exam before the credits are completed."

The civil servants next to him were all amazed and wondered where there was so much to learn.

It's not that there have been many male prostitutes and female thieves in Linguo, all of them are shameless, why do you still feel that there are countless accomplished scholars writing and arguing?

"Then you, can you pass the sixth grade?" Zhao Gou got up with the book and said, "Since you are from the Song Kingdom, you can't disgrace the Song people. You must get the best rank in the exam!"

This is really difficult for him.

Xin Qiji has been in contact with Linguo for two years. Even though he has been diligently learning new knowledge during these two years except for working hours, he will not be able to graduate from high school in an instant.

If you are exhausted, you will be at the level of the second to third year of junior high school, or the kind who only studied science.

"I can only try my best to shorten the time for studying abroad, but I can't guarantee it." The young student officer stood beside a box of books, with a humble and embarrassed look: "After all, these books——"

"My Great Song cultivated and promoted you so that you can serve the country as soon as possible," Tang Si who was next to him reprimanded: "Don't be negligent and lazy, do you hear me?"

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your suggestion."

Zhao Gou gave a casual look, and the little eunuch next to him picked out several books from the box and picked them up.

Xin Qiji stood next to him, a little fussed, he didn't care how many books the little eunuch took.

If this box is placed in Linguo, even if Liu Xun is standing in front of any resident, as long as they don't want to, Liu Xun doesn't even have the right to touch this box.

As the head of state, Liu Zigui can't touch other people's things as he pleases. It's not that his official rank is not high enough, and others don't respect him.

Rather, he is respecting the rights of other people.

But in the Song Dynasty, everything about him, even his life, belonged to the emperor.

This time, it is the art and music books in the elective courses.

Due to the abundance of energy, the recovery of production, and the maturity of national defense capabilities, the school has also lifted its state of combat readiness. It is still hoped that students can receive comprehensive training in various aspects.

And it is best to inherit the cultural heritage and aesthetic quality of thousands of years, not just live in this era after the mutation.

Zhao Gou himself liked this kind of colorful bibliography very much, and started to read page by page with a cup of tea.

There are oil paintings and lithographs on it. No matter insects, fish, flowers and birds, there are all kinds of unique painting methods, and the colors are so bright that Zhao Gou even rubbed the picture with his fingertips for a long time. Copy.

—until he saw the page of pictures of naked women.

Zhao Gou, a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, is the first time he has seen such a clear, intuitive and full figure of a nude woman—even the color and texture of some parts are truly outrageous.

make!people!hair!refer to!

The emperor held his breath suddenly, staring at the picture for a long time without speaking.

"Official family?" The eunuch in charge next to him asked in surprise, "Is the official family not feeling well?"

Zhao Gou took a deep breath and shook his head, quickly wrote down the numbers and page numbers, and then began to flip through the pictures behind—as expected, there was an oil painting with bare breasts!

"I have kept this book." He said with a straight face, "Retire."

Xin Qiji was not surprised, he just nodded his head and thanked him, and he planned to go back to Lu's residence to continue his studies, and then go to Jiangyin to study in September.

I heard that the dormitories in the middle school over there are very good, and they have already installed air-conditioning and separate bathrooms, so I think it will be more comfortable to live in.

——After Xin Qiji moved to the Lu Mansion, he subconsciously wanted to press the flush button for two consecutive months, but every time he felt empty.

It's a hassle to get used to this stuff.

After discussing various matters with the senior officials, Lu You declined the invitations of several adults and went back to the Lu residence.

Since he brought this young man into his mansion, his interests are always related.

Since this You'an is talented and intelligent, Xue Linguo can explain those incomprehensible things clearly, and it will also add credit to his face.

Now that he passed the exam, there must be a banquet to celebrate, but these are not the main point.

He himself... really wanted to read these books brought back by Xin Qiji.

When Xin Qiji entered the palace for the first time, the books he brought back disappeared after being taken away by the emperor. He only gave Lu You a few books to borrow for a while, but because they all talked about physical chemistry, he couldn't understand many words. , and it is not allowed to enter.

But now, Xin Qiji justifiably brought all the books back to the mansion, so naturally he can read them along with him.

He is really too curious about everything in Linguo.

Can Linguo bring the doctor back to life, and bring his Wan'er back from the underworld?

As soon as Lu You walked into the side yard, the sharp-eyed servant greeted him.

Xin Qiji was packing up his things, when he saw Master Lu coming, he showed a faint smile.

After saluting and saying hello, the young man took out something from the inner layer of the box and said with a smile, "Although I will be in your house for two months, thank you very much for your care and suggestions during this time."

What he took was a weather bottle that was very popular in Yangzhou.

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Such a transparent and clear drop-shaped glass bottle is considered a treasure in Yangzhou, but what is even more special is that it can predict the weather.

There is distilled water, camphor, ethanol, potassium nitrate and ammonium chloride mixed into a solution, which is sealed safely.

"If the clear liquid in the bottle is clear, the weather will be fine and there will be no wind or rain."

"If there is sediment suspended, I am afraid that there will be a storm."

"In winter, if there are crystal patterns like snowflakes on the bottom of the bottle, it may mean that it will snow."

"Then this—there are spiral patterns on the top, what is it?" Lu You was so surprised that he almost forgot why he came here: "It's so amazing, can it even reflect the changes in the weather?"

"It's not necessarily accurate, it's just a toy." Xin Qiji said patiently: "You'an took care of all kinds of adults, and brought this thing back from Yangzhou."

"No—I can't accept it," Lu You said with fear, frowning, "Even if such a strange thing is really a sacred thing, it should be dedicated to the emperor!"

"The emperor has already accepted it," Xin Qiji said softly, "At that time, I bought six of them with my savings, and the emperor rewarded other ministers. You don't have to be afraid because these things are jealous."

This Xin Chengxue is young, so he does things very safely!

Lu You touched the smooth surface of the glass bottle cautiously, held his breath for fear that he might break it and touch it, and then tremblingly said after a while: "Is it really a monster?"

"Lord Lu," Xin Qiji said with a helpless smile, "If you give me enough materials, I can make something similar."

To put it bluntly, it's just that the solution has different crystallization and shape changes with temperature changes.

"You—you can also?!" Lu You raised his head in shock, as if he had misunderstood the person: "This kind of miraculous thing that can tell the weather, you can also—you also learned it from those books?!"

"It's really not sure, it's more for viewing and playing." Xin Qiji comforted: "Don't worry too much, sir, but don't break it—if it is really broken, just sweep it up and throw it away. Feel free to touch it with your hands."

"Okay, okay, thank you." Lu You murmured, "A certain Lu can hide such a treasure..."

"My lord, why are you here this time?"

"It's like this," Lu You finally remembered that he was not here to receive gifts, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said, "I want to borrow your book."

"Ok."

The box has been on the table, and the books inside have not been completely transferred to the bookshelf.

Lu You went over to take a look, and quickly locked his eyes on the word 'politics'.

"Politics?" He froze for a moment, looked at Xin Qiji, and then at the book: "Politics?"

Students in Linguo, don't they all enter middle school at the age of twelve or thirteen?

At the age of twelve or thirteen, did you start studying government affairs?

Once the first few pages are opened, it is an introduction to materialism.

'The world is material. '

'Human consciousness is a product of society. '

Lu You couldn't understand science books before, but when he read this liberal arts book today, he subconsciously took the book and sat down slowly, began to chanting unconsciously, and read pages with taste intently.

Seeing that he wanted to read for a long time, Xin Qiji lit a lamp beside him to help serve tea and water. After waiting for him, he found a place to read by himself, without making any noise to disturb his reading.

The more Lu You read it, the more he felt a little dazed, and he was stuck in this political book and couldn't get out.

When he read it, he didn't even have the heart to eat dinner, and sat in Xin Qiji's study until late at night.

It's obviously a middle school political book—it doesn't talk about officialdom or government affairs at the beginning, but guides people to see the real world.

In the real world, there are no ghosts or evildoers, only matter and consciousness.

He flipped through it page by page, and the more he read, the more he felt that it was self-contained, and the more he read, the more wonderful it became.

Such things should be memorized word by word and kept in mind.

But if this is the case, why is there a ghost bird Tianlong in the neighboring society? !

When Lu You suddenly raised his head and woke up, it was already midnight.

He drank half a pot of tea unknowingly, and finally saw the dark with the book in his hand, and had no desire to drink or sleep.

Xin Qiji was still waiting by his side, with a peaceful and quiet expression.

"You'an—" Lu You gripped the book tightly and murmured, "Is this what Lin Guo believed in?"

"It should be." Xin Qiji flipped through the political book, and probably knew what it was about: "If Mr. Lu thinks this book is good, you can take it back to your room and read it first."

"But, since they don't believe in ghosts and gods, why are they still able to control the heavenly dragon and the divine bird?" Lu You asked, enduring his hunger, "Everything they do is magical!"

"Lord Lu," Xin Qiji said gently, "we can walk around with the light of the fire with the candles in hand."

"If people saw this scene thousands of years ago, they would only think that we are celestial beings who can resist fire."

"But Mr. Lu, we can light candles and control the flames only because we know how to live."

"You mean—you mean, everything about them is not a manifestation of gods?!" Lu You said in disbelief, "Then there is no reincarnation and karma in this world?"

Xin Qiji smiled helplessly: "I haven't learned that yet."

This, all of this, is really real and absurd!

No wonder His Majesty doesn't let people like them from Wensi Academy study liberal arts!

Without gods and ghosts, there will be no man of destiny, and no matter what emperor comes to the world, the dragon vein will be passed on!

It's no wonder that the people in Linguo are all elected and rotated, there is no such thing as hereditary!

Lu You only felt that the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and he was terrified. He took the book and explained a few words in a hurry, then hurried back to his room.

In the following days, until Xin Qiji took the car to Jiangyin City as scheduled, the two often went in and out together, reading together.

Lu You repeatedly told Xin Qiji not to spread these mystical theories, lest he and even the Lu family would be murdered, but he would come back to read and endorse every time after going to court, and often meditated on a page of paper.

He not only reads politics, but also reads Chinese and philosophy to understand everything.

When encountering something that you don't understand, you can talk it over with Xin Qiji, and even ask those Linguo people who stay in Lin'an City for advice.

Something is changing quietly, silently and slowly.

August 21st is the day to leave for Linguo.

When school starts on September [-]st, Xin Qiji has to go to Jiangyin to confirm the dormitory and textbooks in advance, adapt to life in Linguo as soon as possible and start preparing for the graded exam.

And the Lu family hosted another banquet for him, and bid farewell to each other.

Zhao Qingyu had been waiting at the gate of Jiangyin City a long time ago, still smiling broadly.

He really began to grow taller, and he looked much taller than before.

Xin Qiji hadn't seen him for several months, he only greeted him with a smile, and got in the car to go to school.

"You don't need to live in the dormitory." Zhao Qingyu turned the steering wheel and said, "You can go to school in the future. Anyway, you will be assigned to Chengnan Middle School, which is only 5 minutes away from Uncle Liu's house."

"What——" Xin Qiji also realized that he had driven the car into a residential area, and stopped at the door of a magnificent apartment: "You mean—"

"I mean, the three of us are going to be roommates again, isn't it good?" Zhao Qingyu blinked and said, "We're so familiar, don't be too polite."

Xin Qiji was standing at the door of the apartment with a box in his hand, waiting for him to go to the underground garage to park his car. Standing alone under the sun, he was a little dazed.

No - isn't he in Jiangyin City?

Isn't Liu Yuanshou always in Yangzhou city?

Why did Liu Yuanshou also move here? !

Zhao Qingyu turned the key and took the elevator up from the bottom, led Xin Qiji in, and led him up to the twelfth floor familiarly.

[1203]

This place again.

Xin Qiji turned his head to look at Zhao Qingyu, feeling a little nervous: "Liu Yuanshou is also inside?!"

"Ah," Zhao Qingyu pressed the electronic lock with his fingertips, and said casually, "He broke his leg before, and he is recuperating at his own home while taking care of his official business—it is estimated that he will live here for at least half a year."

"Liu Yuanshou broke his leg?!"

"Don't be nervous, you can just work paralyzed, right?" Zhao Qingyu led him in, first told him where to put his luggage and which room to live in, and then helped him record his pupil and fingerprint information, and said slowly: "Every day Drinking carbonated drinks to stay up late and not exercising, and going down the stairs to play with mobile phones ended up rolling down, and it is natural for my legs to be broken."

Xin Qiji was confused, and subconsciously looked at the master bedroom: "Is he in there?"

Zhao Qingyu shook the key and hummed a ditty, led him to the door of the master bedroom, knocked on the door casually, and opened the door.

Liu Xi, with his right leg hanging, was typing on the tablet with a lollipop in his mouth, and raised his head when he heard the sound.

"Hey, we met again?" He smiled and held the lemon-flavored candy in one hand, tilting his head to look at Xin Qiji: "Have you heard a word—"

"Fate, it's amazing."