lyra sleepless

You Jing spent most of the day dealing with those official documents that didn't require him to use his brain at all. He copied those arrogant notes, as if he was dreaming back to the elementary school Chinese class.

The Lyra language level he inherited from the original owner is not enough to judge these concise and powerful replies from the perspective of literature and art, let alone You Jing's political literacy, but the familiar indifferent tone between the lines makes him doubt that so many Are the decrees and replies written by Yegor himself?

Soon after Yegor left, You Jing's schedule was pushed to the personal system.At noon, I had lunch with a member of the Veterans Council. After the meal, officials from the Energy and Environment Department made an appointment to meet. After that, there were endless policy discussions, most of which were within the Consulate. Elders and justices attended.

Among the many affairs that people had no time to think about, the only thing that relieved, or made You Jing even more vigilant, was that Yegor was with him on all occasions that required him to come forward.

After having lunch with the veteran wearing bionic hearing aids and walking aids, and receiving the thousand and one compliments from the forgetful old man on how he resembles the Commander-in-Chief You Bushu back then, You Jing finally took some time off Contact his brother You Zheng.

Unexpectedly, You Zheng is actually staying at home at this moment, which is rare.

"Don't you have to go to work?" You Jing said angrily after reading the boring report all morning. His brother's shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and the buttons were not buttoned all the way to his neck. He was drinking tea, looking very relaxed.

"Today is the anniversary of the victory of the war, and the entire military department is on holiday." You Zheng smiled, implying, "Have you forgotten this important day less than half a year after leaving the army? My dear consul younger brother."

You Jing was at a loss for words for a moment, You Zheng put down his raised Erlang legs, straightened his back and said, "Tell me, brother, what's wrong with you. Although the communications of the Consulate Yuan will have secret records, this line is encrypted by JEZZ, so It's absolutely safe."

JEZZ is Youjia's smart housekeeper. To be precise, "it" is not a robot, but an airtight wireless network. From security alarms to food, clothing, housing and transportation, it takes care of this mansion. For example, You Jinggan Bet, the cup of tea in his brother's hand was "made" by JEZZ.

But he really didn't know that JEZZ had such a powerful function that it could reach the Consulate.

So he complained freely.

You Zheng echoed him from time to time, but You Jing suspected that he didn't understand at all. Although You Zheng was a very calm and reasonable soldier, he was a soldier after all, so it might be difficult for him to understand administrative work. up.

At the end of his speech, You Zheng shrugged and said, "That's it?"

"That's it?!" You Jing yelled at the virtual projection, "What do you mean by that?"

You Zheng pressed his hands down, motioning him to be quiet: "You have to know, it's a very, very small thing not to accept Yegor's morality. No one can accept it. Yegor is simply a member of a model government. The incarnation is the lubricant of the rumbling state machinery. He has no principles, no bottom line, and no morality. He can create a government that looks like what the country needs of him.

"It's like a spinning top. The spinning top doesn't need a direction, and it doesn't have any aggressive intentions, but the moment the spinning top stops spinning, that's when the government collapses. If you accept all of his ideas, I will have to think about the education of Youjia. What went wrong."

"But I want to work with him for the rest of my life! In the end, either I will be brainwashed by him, or I will be driven crazy by him." You Jing said desperately.

You Zheng laughed: "Believe me, according to the news I received, you won't be with him for too long. Well, don't stare at me like that, I'm not cursing you, brother, it's Yegor's problem .”

"What's the problem?" You Jing asked alertly.

You Zheng waved his hand: "Kids, don't ask so much. However, I can give you a little convenience. The problem of biometric signatures, JEZZ should have a solution, so that you can free up most of the day. But It's not here at the moment, I'll have JEZZ contact you directly later."

"JEZZ's tentacles will also retract one day? I thought it was everywhere."

You Zheng had a bitter face: "Today is special, here, I make all the tea myself. It's really bad."

You Jing sarcastically said: "Without a smart housekeeper, it is like a crippled modern Lyra human being."

"You can say whatever you want," You Zheng stretched comfortably. Usually, the commanders of the military department are all tight-fitting cold weapons, and rarely relax so much, "But I warn you, don't I provoke my father today, and he is in a bad mood every year on his anniversary."

"Oh." You Jing nodded. It's understandable. According to the brief history of Lyra that he had read, after the victory of the war, the decision-making power of the military department was gradually divided by the Consulate, and it almost became a subordinate of the government. Department, as the father of Lyra Military No.1, he should be unhappy.

You Zheng stood up, walked back and forth a few steps in a hurry, then frowned, the usual You Zheng returned: "I still want to remind you that the conflict between the government and the army is not just a dispute over power. I don't agree with Yegor's concept. His logic is impeccable, but as an individual, this person's thoughts are too terrible. A country can have no morals, but Yegor has made himself a ghost of this country. "

He rested his fingertips and looked directly at the younger brother with a green face in the communicator: "And I will never let you become his sacrifice."

A cloud of faint blue light floated above You Bushu's study room. The lighting system in the room was not turned on. In the darkness, the back of You Bushu sitting quietly was like a bronze statue.

The blue light flickered for a moment, You Bushu raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong."

The very soft, rustling voice replied: "It's nothing, Xiaozheng sent me a text message."

You Bushu didn't look at it again: "If you have something important, go out first."

"No, I have to watch you." The blue light descended, vaguely transformed into a human figure, went to the desk and squatted down.

You Bushu laughed softly: "I'm not a high school girl, I won't cry over a little bit of the past, and I won't seek life or death."

"Really," the blue-lighted face stared at him seriously: "Every year on this day, you kill yourself a little bit."