[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Liu Xi has not been back for two weeks.

Sun Ci took him to the apartment next to the Senate to take care of him, and kept pushing him into the office to meet and hold meetings with people from all walks of life.

Although Xin Qiji knew that this was all related to the ever-changing situation, he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

After all, from the end of August to November, he has been used to the lights at home being on every night when he is studying by himself. Someone will drink a cup of coffee with him and chat with him like a kind brother or a kind friend. Ask about homework and school matters from time to time.

Liu Xi's leg wasn't completely healed, but when it disappeared suddenly, only the fluffy Momo and himself remained in the house.

For the first time, Xin Qiji felt that the house was too big...and also deserted, which made people uncomfortable.

At night in Jiangyin City, due to power cuts, only sparse lights can be seen outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He came back from evening self-study alone, pushed open the door, and everything he could see was pitch black.

The cat's blue eyes glowed faintly under the night light, and it only let out a low cry.

Xin Qiji didn't turn on the light, but closed the door and put down his backpack, caught the Siamese cat that jumped into his arms, and sat down slowly on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Indoors and outdoors, there is silence and darkness.

Just like the darkness he was in when Liu Xi took him to look at the stars and the sun in the sky that day.

Xin Qiji raised his hand to caress the cold glass window, and his ears could catch the shallow breathing of himself and the cat.

On the twelfth floor, you can overlook most of the city, and you can see cars with lights on and off, circling the dark city like fish swimming in a deep pool.

At this moment... what is Liu Zi doing?

Should I sit in the office in the brightly lit conference hall and continue to assign tasks to my subordinates?

Or just finished a period of work, looking at the endless starry sky with a helmet on?

Still like him, feeling a moment of silence and loneliness.

Xin Qiji was rarely in a daze, but every few days when he came home and saw a dark and empty house, he would unconsciously meditate philosophically for a few seconds.

The phone suddenly lit up, and the caller ID was Liu Xi.

The young man froze for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the night scene he was staring at, put his arms around the cat in one hand and picked up the phone in the other, and asked a little nervously, "Mr. Liu?"

"We've known each other for almost two years, why is it still called this..." Liu Xi played with his pen and said, "I guess you're going to study by yourself next night, so I'll give you a call."

"Hey?" Xin Qiji didn't know what to answer, he just asked the same as when he stayed in his office as a secretary before: "What's the matter?"

"You'an." Liu Xi said slowly, "Whether it's Linguo or Shiguo, the phone is not just for passing messages and assigning tasks—we can chat for a while, do you understand?"

"Is that so?" Xin Qiji hugged the warm and soft cat tightly, and asked again: "Are you okay?"

There was silence for a few seconds.

Liu Xi took his mobile phone and went directly to look in the mirror, wondering if he had really entered old age, why he was always called an elder when he was only in his twenties.

"Xin Qiji." He said in a serious tone, "try calling me by my name."

The instinct to survive made Xin Qiji's hand holding the phone tremble.

If he called Zhao Gou directly in the Jinluan Palace, he would be killed.

It is actually very difficult to be able to separate oneself from the old cognition, to be able to realize that this Liu Xi is a person who is equal to him and can communicate with each other, not a high-ranking monarch.

Xin Qiji and him have known each other for almost two years. Even if he entered the Senate and was admitted to middle school, he still takes a little bit of awe and caution when facing Zhao Gou, and can't treat him as an equal and ordinary person. peers.

"Huh?" Liu Xi's voice was low and smiling: "Is it difficult?"

Xin Qiji took a deep breath and felt his heartbeat start to speed up.

"Liu...you."

When he pronounced this name, it seemed as if he was breaking something.

Some old and rotten shackles in my heart collapsed silently and dissipated.

"Again?"

"...Liu Xi." He whispered the name: "It sounds good."

"Don't be Mr. Liu anymore, Mr. Liu," Liu Xi sighed and said slowly, "I thought I was 40 or [-] years old when you called me that."

"Feel sorry."

Liu Xi almost choked on his breath, thinking that he should not be in a hurry, although this elm-headed friend is usually cute, but sometimes he is not enlightened, and the pedantic and dull can make him choke.

"It's like this," he coughed lightly, and changed the subject, "There are mousse cakes and orange juice sent by my neighbor in the refrigerator. They are all fresh. If you are hungry, you can eat as much as you want."

"Okay - okay," Xin Qiji subconsciously said, "You don't have to worry about me, I can handle it myself."

"Feed the cat canned food twice a week, and brush Momo's hair if you have nothing to do," Liu Xisi thought, "I put all the snacks in the storage box under the coffee table, you can take them as you like, without thinking about other things."

Xin Qiji thought for a long time, but still asked uncertainly: "Do you take care of your tenants like this?"

"Tenant?" Liu Xi rubbed his brows and laughed: "We have been friends for so long, do you still think you are just a tenant?"

friend?

Xin Qiji only felt that he traveled back and forth in Lin Song Dynasty, and many consciousnesses and concepts became more and more clear from confusion.

He really likes this way of getting along. Although there is fear and uneasiness in his heart, every time he comes into contact with what Liu Xi brings to him, he is also secretly joyful and excited.

"We are friends," he repeated subconsciously, like a newborn who is just beginning to understand the world: "I am very honored, Liu Xian——Liu Xi."

"I've made progress." Liu Xi said with satisfaction, "Are you by the floor-to-ceiling window?"

Xin Qiji subconsciously glanced at the camera in the corner of the living room, wondering if the other party was looking at him, so he stood up with the cat in his arms and said, "Yes?"

"I asked a friend to bring you a book and put it under the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window. It's called "Strategic Game." Liu Xi casually opened a pack of snacks, and said with his mobile phone under his shoulder: "Don't just read the textbook, This book is also very interesting - if you like, I have time to translate a good part of the original book for you."

"Okay, thank you very much." Xin Qiji found the book, observed the cover of the book under the moonlight by the floor-to-ceiling window, and didn't realize that he couldn't help laughing: "Mr. friend."

There was the crisp sound of chewing potato chips from Liu Xi, obviously resting and relaxing.

"I'll be back in about three days, and we'll make soup together."

"Call me anytime if you have anything to do, I have a meeting to hold later."

"Okay," Xin Qiji subconsciously began to talk about his own schedule: "I'll wait to review my homework, and then I'll help Mo Mo cut his nails."

"See you."

The young man looked at the book in his hand gently, as if he was looking at a very good friend: "Goodbye."

Liu Xi hung up the phone, saw Sun Cihou at the door, and handed her the potato chips: "Come on?"

"Liu Yuanshou," Sun Ci didn't move, but said slowly, "You really don't intend to interfere with Yunqi's going to the Song Kingdom?"

"Don't interfere." Liu Xi said indifferently: "She can only have one purpose and appeal when she contacts Zhao Gou."

That is to use Zhao Gou's hand to bring down Jin Guo.

In fact, all the cars, no matter whether they were sold to Song or Jin, had already been uniformly refitted.

All GPS positioning is monitored, and the car radio is also deliberately exposed by Linguo.

Qian Fan and Liu Xi are so smart that they have been observing how many Linguo people are absconding and how they are getting in touch with the civilization of the Jin and Song Dynasties.

Many things are uncontrollable, and many things are controllable.

Like technology leaks.

Judging from the general trend, it is impossible for Linguo to prevent the leakage of technology and become an isolated island of civilization in this barren world.

If all the staff are strictly guarded, I am afraid that any Yangzhou people will leave here with the books or theories of Linguo, which may accelerate the leakage of technology and the integration of civilization.

Therefore, from the perspective of the general environment, people of other civilizations will inevitably come into contact with civilization and technology after thousands of years.

But some things can be indulged or even promoted.

In order to speed up the scientific and technological research and development process of Linguo itself, accelerate the construction of Yangzhou and the development of the national machine capabilities, and properly promote the development of the Jin and Song Dynasties, both from the perspective of economy and infrastructure, there are both advantages and disadvantages.

Qian Fan confirmed it twice with Liu Xun at that time, and ordered his subordinates not to remove the vehicle's information transceiver, and gave the other two countries the opportunity to build radio stations and communicate privately.

The State of Song has never dared to recruit refugees from Jiangyin. Whether they have not met the right person, or they are afraid to contact them because of other fears, that is not something they can figure out.

But on the side of Jin Guo, the matter of Yun Qi and Tang Yi is within the control range.

According to their monitoring, the country of Jin has begun to exchange information by radio, and the scope of communication is constantly expanding.

Whether this is beneficial to the Kingdom of Jin or the Kingdom of Song will have to wait for time to give the answer.

After the battle of Yangzhou, unless Song and Jin decided to use the power of the whole country to fight Linguo to the death, they would never dare to offend them on weekdays.

And the knife presented to them by the Jiangyin people who fled abroad will inevitably be pointed at the other party, bringing longer-term peace and richer opportunities to the neighboring country.

According to the GPS, there was already a person driving a car from Tokyo to Lin'an.

The cameras they set up on various paths finally followed the vehicle signal to find the person in the driver's seat.

It was Yun Qi with a calm expression.

"Do you still remember the Western Xia that just perished?" Liu Xi put down the potato chips, wiped his fingertips and said, "The Song State compromised and returned all the benefits to the Jin State, which caused resentment in the court."

"The land of Xixia has been a strategically important place since ancient times, and before the monarch asked to surrender, he specially wrote an edict and entrusted it to Zhao Gou." A faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Zhao Gou made this choice. You can also see how ambitious he is."