My cat has the throne

After taking classes with Shangqian, Fu Sicai understood that the world of Shangqian is not the fairy world, but the modern times thousands of years later.It is not divine power that is mastered by discussion, but the wisdom and technology accumulated for thousands of years.

However, the state of Chu where Fu Si lived had the same brilliant culture as Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties, but it did not leave the slightest trace in the history books of later generations.Because of the staggering of history, Fu Sineng can now use modern wisdom for his own use, starting with the seismograph.

Fangzheng was just a small courier with limited powers. He could only get a general idea of ​​the materials listed by Fu Si, but he was a smart person. For the rest of the materials that he couldn't find, he replaced them with similar things.After reading it, Fu Si found it useful, and at the same time felt that Fang Zheng was a smart person, so he paid attention to him.

Fangzheng was under thirty years old, had no beard, slightly fair complexion, as his name suggests, with handsome features and a sense of righteousness, tall and thin, and the low-grade blue official uniform on his body made him look like a blue bamboo.Such a person is definitely not a thing in the pool, how could he be a postman in a small posthouse?

Fu Si asked about Fangzheng's background, Fangzheng smiled faintly, "The next official is a Jinshi in the ninth year of Kangyuan."

Fu Si was deeply surprised, it is now the 19th year of Kang Yuan, Jinshi ten years ago, even the last ones, have now become famous ministers, and Fangzheng won the toad palace before he was weak, why now...

"Everyone has their own artificiality. The current position, the subordinate is very satisfied. Your Highness, please do your own thing. If necessary, just call the subordinate." Fangzheng bowed and retreated.

The word "good luck" probably contains thousands of words and words. Since Fang Zheng didn't want to say more, Fu Si didn't ask any more questions, and started to piece together the seismograph according to the blueprint he had drawn from memory.

There were no foreigners coming to the DPRK in spring, and it was not yet the date for officials from all over the country to report their duties in Beijing. Fu Si lived alone on the building, with a courtyard outside, peach blossoms blooming all over the courtyard, and the cats who were beckoning friends were chased away by Fangzheng. It was extremely clean .Fu Si buried his head for a long time, pierced his hands and scratched his skin, and put together a spherical shell, but it was missing something and grinning, not a little bit different from the picture.

It was fine when I drew it, but how did it become like this?

Fu Si looked at the rough shell, annoyed, and suddenly heard a suppressed laugh.

"Who!"

Fu Si got up vigilantly and looked around. He was indeed the only one in the room. He hurriedly opened the window, and the garden was full of peach blossoms, like a falling morning glow, surrounded by bright clouds.

From the upstairs, Fu Si caught sight of the entrance of the posthouse. Fangzheng was wearing a green robe and holding a peach blossom in his hand. He greeted a man in a wheelchair on the long street not far away.

Fu Si looked far away, across the street from the post house was Taifu's Mansion.

After discussing and asking several landlords to look at the house, they finally settled on the house of an old professor on campus.

The professor, surnamed Chen, retired from the School of Mechanical Engineering.Professor Chen's wife suffers from Alzheimer's disease and needs someone to take care of her at all times. The couple have been together all their lives and have no children. So Professor Chen, who has been rehired, resigned and plans to take his wife to find a better hospital for treatment.

"Actually, at our age, it's impossible for us to be as healthy as young people. It's just that Gui Zhi gradually doesn't even remember me, which is not good." Professor Chen is a refined old man, he smiled Zhuo said to Shangqian, "I have been doing academics all my life, and I don't have much time for family and love. Now I take Guizhi to treat diseases, travel, and walk around. It's good to make up for it."

Shangqian sent Professor Chen and his wife to the airport. Before boarding the plane, Shangqian handed over the luggage: "I will take good care of your house and seal up your collection of books until you and grandma come back."

Professor Chen shook his head: "You don't need to put away the books. Books are for reading, not for hiding. You can read all my books. There are not only machinery, but also history and culture, and..." Professor Chen He said as if thinking of something beautiful, and smiled softly, "By the way, Xiaoshang, I read on the rental contract that you are 25 years old?"

Discussed by this sudden turning point, he was puzzled by the question, and nodded honestly, "Yes, he will be 25 years old in July this year."

When the boarding prompt sounded, Professor Chen held his wife's arm in one hand, and patted his shoulders with the other, "Young man, hurry up and find someone. Life is just a few decades in a hurry, 20 years of childishness, 20 years of aging. It’s a pity to be alone.”

The two old men walked away slowly, discussed and watched until their backs disappeared, and turned to leave feeling envious and regretful at the same time.

Professor Chen said that he doesn't spend much time on family and love, but everyone in A knows that this couple has given each other tenderness all their lives from adolescence to old age. Isn't that too much?

Could it be that if you love someone to the extreme, even if you live a long life, you will feel that it is not enough?Love, is that all?

Discussing returning to the apartment from the airport, he has never really been in a relationship, and he probably hasn't been lucky enough to grow old with someone in his life.It was the first and only time in my life that I had a crush on him. When the crime/crime was revealed, the other party used words such as "disgusting" and "pervert" to him. It took me a long time to discuss that I was not convinced that I was not a pervert. Most people are different.

Since then, he has become more introverted, gentle and lonely.At present, it seems that the word "companion" is too extravagant. At most, he can only accompany Daju to the end of his life. If the dream can continue, there will be the dream prince who has encountered major obstacles in his scientific research career.

For several days in succession, Shangqian dreamed of the eldest prince, so much so that he felt that it was possible that this wonderful dream would stay with him for a lifetime.

To be honest, the eldest prince is really cute. When he first drew the design drawings, he looked decent, and the fine brushwork looked vivid, but when he actually made it, he became a buyer's show. The shell of the seismograph is full of gaps, and it can't be closed no matter what.Seeing the eldest prince's bewildered look, Shang Kansheng woke up from his dream with a smile.

Then they discussed it, probably it was a matter of size, the eldest prince had never studied engineering drawing, and the drawings were nice but not accurate.

It just so happened that Professor Chen left a room full of drawing books, and he decided to study it carefully. After all, it was an activity in his subconscious mind. Maybe the eldest prince would be able to make a seismograph if he learned how to draw.

The eldest prince is happy, and he will also feel happy after discussing it.

The administrator of the student dormitory urged him several times, and after discussing with him, he called a moving company, moved his belongings out, hugged the big tangerine, and moved into his new home.

Daju is a little unhappy today.

Ever since it followed up with the discussion, it has never been left alone at home. It is really inconvenient to take the cat to the airport to send off Professor Chen and his wife today, so he left bread and milk and told Daju to stay at home and eat when he was hungry. something.

But the discussion is gone, the bread doesn't taste that way anymore.

It is rare for someone to treat him well. Daju doesn't want to lose this feeling of being cared for, and it makes him feel even more uncomfortable because of gains and losses.What if the discussion goes away and you don't come back?What if there is a discussion about raising Miaomiao with that woman named He Huan?

From the apartment to the new home, Daju hugged Shangqian's arm tightly with four paws.It's a cat now anyway, and there's nothing shameful in relying on others.

He couldn't laugh or cry, he couldn't shake the ten-pound big orange hanging on his body, and his arms were numb from his pressure.

The movers helped to put away the things, discussed nesting on the sofa, searched "how clingy is the orange cat" on the mobile phone with one hand, and found that many pet bloggers have the same happy troubles. At the same time, it also said that the orange cat is clingy. The embodiment of the owner's trust and dependence, the owner should pet the cat more.

Discussion bent his index finger and scratched Daju's chin lightly, "Hey, can you go and play by yourself? I want to read a book."

Daju was so comfortable that he rubbed his cheeks against his fingers, but he still didn't move his claws.Reading and reading, every day is reading, the 25-year-old man doesn’t even have a wife, he just knows how to read, why don’t he feed the cat when he has time?

It's true that petting the cat is a pleasure, and while discussing it, I was still thinking of the First Prince, so I fixed my eyes on a book of "Engineering Drawings", took it over with one hand, and moved the cat's head, "Hey, if you don't read the book, the First Prince's seismograph really won't be made. "

what did he say?The eldest prince?Seismograph?

Mao Mao looked up, Mao Mao looked at the discussion, Mao Mao was shocked.

How did he know?Is he really a fairy?