[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

The appearance of the dragon egg was too sudden, as if a child had suddenly appeared in a harem that had been deserted for hundreds of years.

Zhao Gou thought about it for fear that someone would attack the dragon egg, so he personally took important ministers and a group of Taoist monks to make a sacrifice, and then chose a secret place to hide the egg.

No matter how careless he is about other things, he is also afraid of feeding a dragon that is about to break its shell to death.

The guards are selected from the best, and there must be strict records and fingerprints for shift changes.

If something happened to this egg, everyone in the palace would probably have to be buried with him.

The problem is... how to apply this thing?

Just looking at the thorns on the egg that are estimated to be pierced by the chain armor, it feels that it is not the way a hen hatches an egg.

Find a few young and beautiful court ladies to take turns hugging?

Or find some animals, such as peacocks and pheasants, and forcibly tie them there to help them hatch?

The civil servants who have always been good at citing the classics, the ancients and the present, finally freed themselves from the shackles of the Four Books and Five Classics, and began to read all kinds of strange tales, and read the books such as Shan Hai Jing back and forth, waiting Take the lead, find out how to hatch the egg, and how to feed the dragon after it hatches.

Although Lu You and other people in the business department also witnessed this incident that day, they always felt that something was wrong and didn't know what to say.

At least Lu You asked Xin Qiji the truth about the water dragon from the very beginning.

The truth is, there are no dragons, no gods, no ghosts.

The jet of water gushing out of the sky that day, which can be controlled by people at will, was created by a method similar to Luban's technique-after all, it is not an illusory god.

Lu You himself had read the books in Xin Qiji's box, so he knew that he had not lied to him.

Then... what is this strange-shaped egg?

Zhao Gou now has a new routine every day.

In addition to checking whether the two sons are alive and kicking, checking the new gadgets bought from Linguo, watching the live surveillance video of the harem or the previous court, and then going to touch the still egg in the dark room.

He only dared to poke it tentatively, if he really slapped it down, the blood and skin would probably be gone.

But is this egg really hatched like this?

Is the swaddle warm enough?Why did the spy say that the egg was placed in the back seat of a car, and the shape of the car was strange—could it be that the car was the container for the eggs?

After much deliberation, Zhao Cong decided to lend his phone and ask Lu You to make a phone call with Xin Qiji in front of him on speakerphone.

That Xin Chengxue heard that the credits were completed quite quickly, and he has made extraordinary progress now. He has a place in that middle school and may be able to help the court.

"If you tell him that you have turned on the hands-free, you will know the consequences." The emperor meaningfully handed the phone to Lu You, who had a very complicated expression.

He felt that things were probably different from what Zhao Gou expected.

Cheerful bells began to echo throughout the hall.

"Uncle Lu?" Xin Qiji's voice was a little low: "Wait until I find a convenient place to talk...I'm in the library now."

There was a rustling sound from the phone, and after a while, the voice became much clearer: "How is Uncle Lu recently?"

Holding the phone, Lu You glanced at Zhao Gou's face, and said slowly, "I'll ask you something, and you can tell me as much as you know."

He himself had read an entire political book back then, chewing over and over every explanation of materialism many times, and his intuition told him that this was not a dragon egg, but something else.

"What do you mean?" Xin Qiji asked curiously, "If I don't know, I just happened to use the computer to look it up for you."

Pad brain?

Zhao Gou was a little puzzled listening to the hands-free voice.

What is a brain pad?

"It's like this," Lu You lied, "Isn't there a dragon in Linguo—have you ever seen a dragon egg?"

Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment: "Uncle Lu, don't we all know that there are no dragons in Linguo?"

The expressions of the people around Lu You listening to the phone suddenly changed.

Zhao Gou's eyes became meaningful, and there was a sense of interrogation in it.

"Don't worry about this, you can't say for sure about this kind of thing." Lu You thought that this kid must not push himself into the fire pit, so he said again: "I saw the dragon egg at the Linguo merchant before— — dark brown, covered with spines, it’s a uh, giant egg with spikes, you know?”

"Really?" Xin Qiji was stunned for a long time: "Uncle, you can't be cheated out of money, right?"

Someone next to him almost laughed, but he held back with a serious face.

"You really haven't seen this kind of thing? It's about half an arm long and covered with thorns—don't lie to me!"

Xin Qiji felt that Uncle Lu's tone was a bit strange today, and it was indeed Zhao Gou's phone call, so he was likely to be monitored, so he thought, "Why don't you take a picture and send it to me?"

take a picture?

Take a paper shot?

If this paper is photographed, won't it be pierced by this egg?

Zhao Gou hadn't realized that they were chatting across servers again, so he wrote a few lines of words in thought, motioning for Lu You to follow along.

"How...to shoot?" Lu You wondered if he wanted to shoot cucumbers like that: "What do you use to shoot?"

"It's just taking pictures. It's really not easy to explain how to do it." Xin Qiji felt a little headache: "How about I come back this weekend to help you take a look? There can't be dragon eggs or something, just trust me."

Lu You looked at Zhao Gou begging for help, thinking that he was really at your mercy.

Zhao Gou was not at ease showing such a precious egg to a common man, so he just wrote a few more lines and asked Lu You to read it to him.

"Well, I'll draw a picture of the egg for you later, and you can find out how the egg hatches and what will hatch." Lu You only felt a little headache: "How about this?"

"Okay, Uncle Lu, trust me, I will handle the matter you entrusted to me," Xin Qiji comforted, "Don't worry, it can't be the dragon's egg."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Zhao Gou frowned and thought for a long time.

"It's not a dragon egg... Could it be a phoenix egg?"

Over there in Linguo... did ghost birds openly fly out and hover over Yangzhou?

Listening to the monitoring records, Liu Xi laughed so hard that he almost hurt himself.

Although the glass of the sports car on his side is not easy to change, it did not damage the paint of the car body.

It's just that no matter what, this group of people offered a durian to the altar. The key is that the logic is very self-consistent, and it seems that there is nothing wrong.

He originally wanted to tell this joke to Qingyu, but he picked up his mobile phone and remembered that today was the day of the moral test, so he casually dialed Xin Qiji's number.

Xin Qiji was just about to go back to the self-study room to continue reading, but he didn't expect a call from there, and it turned out to be Mr. Liu.

He answered the phone a little cautiously, adjusted his expression subconsciously, and said softly, "Mr. Liu?"

"That's a durian." Liu Xi suppressed a smile.

"What?" Xin Qiji asked in a daze, "linger?"

"It's just a kind of fruit, just like watermelon, you have to break open to eat the flesh inside." Liu Zi held back a smile and said, "It's not a dragon's egg."

Xin Qiji was stunned for a moment, realizing what he was talking about: "But Uncle Lu said it had many thorns on its surface, and it was secretly sold by Linguo merchants—"

"This is the only durian thawed out in the whole Lin country, and they smashed my car and snatched it away," Liu Xi said slowly, "Do you think there is really someone selling durians in Song country?"

Xin Qiji was silent for a few seconds, probably knowing what was going on.

On the Song side, I'm afraid they will insist that they didn't steal it, and then make up all kinds of stories.

But...it shouldn't be that the two countries will fight over a durian in the future, that would be too ridiculous.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way," Liu Xi waved his hand, realizing that he couldn't see again: "You can just say you don't know, I will cut a durian for them later, it's a small matter."

It is estimated that the entire Senate will be waiting to watch the live broadcast of the sexy emperor eating durian online...

As soon as the phone was hung up, Liu Xi thought about it for a while, and Zhao Gou looked at the expression on his face when he cut open the 'dragon egg', got up and went to the side building of the Senate.

He wanted to see Zhao Qingyu's choice.

The moral test is a semi-hypnotic VR simulation. Just like the CAT, it can only be used as a reference for evaluating various values, and it cannot be used as a proof of anything across the board.

However, Yun Qi couldn't pass the moral test... It only shows that there are too many dark and repressed things in her heart, so that she can't even reach the lowest score, and some of them may even be negative.

After Long Mu deciphered most of the past, Liu Xi could probably understand her obsession and pain, but he couldn't help her.

People are sometimes... very powerless in the face of pain.

There are many injuries that are irreversible.

The destruction of flesh and bones can be repaired by medical means, but once the psychological trauma is formed, it is difficult to go back to the past.

Yun Qi's psychological trauma began at the age of 15, and it can even be said that her life has been distorted since the age of 15, which means...she really didn't have many opportunities to change and choose.

Liu Xun shook his head, walked to the examination room where access was restricted, leaned over and passed the iris authentication, and entered the monitoring room.

Outside the transparent glass, there are five people wearing simulated helmets sitting quietly on chairs, with one hand receiving an intravenous injection, in a semi-conscious environment.

In the monitoring room, there are five screens showing the simulated situations of different people, just like the live broadcast of VR games.

The same as the test every year in the past, the content of the first test was pure white silence.

The empty room is like a pure white cube, and the five people either sit or lie down in the blank room with nothing in it, and they have to be alone for six hours relative to each other.

If the time is too long, some people will have a psychological breakdown. Once an abnormality is detected, the people here will deal with it in time.

Liu Xi stared at Zhao Qingyu who was squatting in the corner for a while, then frowned and said, "What is this kid doing?"

"He just started the pain test and environmental test on his own, probably because he has already noticed that something is wrong," the staff next to him said helplessly, "then he started to sleep very relaxed."

"He... just fell asleep so relieved?" Liu Xi's eyebrows twitched.

Drugged and hypnotized, he had no idea that he was taking the Senate test and would have no idea what was going on.

In this completely strange and closed environment... Can I really sleep?

The staff next to him turned on the broadcast sound for hands-free.

"The kid is still grinding his teeth."