The system didn't want to discuss math and poetry with Jing Changjia.

As a high-dimensional digital life, it can experience the beauty of life mathematically; But the beauty of poetry is incomparably far away.

So it controlled its chattering sounder, and turned to silently use energy to restore Jing Changjia's body.

The record it tried to play was unexpectedly good, and it has been providing it with a steady stream of energy all this time. Although there is still a big energy gap from its normal operation, there is no problem in making Jing Changjia feel better.

While Jing Changjia closed his eyes and thought, energy emanated from the depths of his brain little by little, slowly infiltrating his bones.

Suddenly, a strong wave of emotion filled the system's energy pool again.

The Universal Intercommunication System was puzzled for a moment, and cast its vision on where the energy came from.

Under the torrent of time, the rising sun of the Hongzhao Dynasty has risen and is shining warmly on the world.

But this kind of daylight can't warm the oppressive court meeting in the Zichen Palace.

Yesterday, the news of Yang Yiheng's impatience had already quietly spread throughout the capital, and all the ministers who participated in the court today were a little bit of a man with their tails between their legs.

At this time, all the ministers lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, listening carefully to the report coming from the center of the hall.

“…… The ministers and other soldiers were divided into four routes, respectively to Yongding Gate, Pingzemen, Qihua Gate, Anding Gate four directions out of Beijing, respectively to Xishan, Shenlie Mountain, Nanhaizi and villages outside Beijing, all can see the unknown things in the sky. ”

Yesterday, the commander of the Zhenfu Division, Lin was imprisoned, and it was the deputy commander Fang Yan who led the team this time. The cavalry of the Zhenfu Division set off from all directions of the capital, galloping fast for a day and a night, and only returned before the court meeting.

Fang Yan is different from Lin Shu, he thinks that he has no friendship with the king of Yunzhong. At first, he saw the phantom in the sky in the Zhenfu Division, and he also suspected that this was a trick by the king of the clouds and his top boss.

But as the henchmen who rushed to other directions returned one after another with the news, Fang Yan's guess in his heart became more and more shaken.

The essence of any magic technique is a means to deceive the people. No other spell can cast apparitions on such a large scale.

This is by no means human.

Could it be that the king of the clouds is really a ...... heaven and man?

With such suspicions in his heart, he did not dare to speak casually. After reporting truthfully, Fang Yan quietly stepped aside.

The young man on the dragon chair had a gloomy face, and the ministers of the court under the dragon chair also bowed their heads and eyes, not daring to express their opinions easily.

"Say, why don't you Aiqing dare to say it." Yang Yiheng supported his face with his hands, and said in a cold tone, "When discussing how to deal with Jing Changjia before, didn't the Aiqing people have a lot of ideas? ”

When the courtiers heard this, they couldn't help but look at He Qingji, who was above.

A few days ago, this scholar of Wenhua Palace also advocated that the king of Yunzhong County be beheaded in prison, and whoever dared to oppose him would spray him.

He Qingji did not flinch. He stepped forward directly and said loudly: "Your Majesty, it is imperative that we keep abreast of the views of the people in Beijing and outside Beijing. The king of Yunzhong County went strangely, and this matter may have been exploited by others. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Yan: "I don't know if Deputy Commander Fang is going to Beijing this time, have you heard anything?" ”

Fang Yan: "......"

He thought for a moment before replying: "Your Majesty, this time the minister led the team out of Beijing, but I heard some rumors with the king of Yunzhong County. But most of it is related to the descent of immortals. I haven't heard much more. ”

In Fang Yan's opinion, the King of Yunzhong County only soared and descended the phantom during the day yesterday. This kind of novelty is enough for the people to talk about it for more than a month, and in just one day and night, no strange remarks have been developed.

Although some people wonder why corrupt officials can still soar, this matter is not suitable for public discussion in the court.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the heavenly phantom curtain will not retreat, and it must be the king of Yunzhong County who still has something to do. Whatever he was going to do, it was imperative to order the people to stop staring at the apparitions. ”

"Master Zhang is really good at telling jokes. The curtain hangs in the sky, do you mean that the people are not allowed to look up? ”

"What is the difference between this kind of behavior and cowardice before fighting?!"

"Although the king of Yunzhong County has gone, many people in the palace of the county king are still in the palace. It's better to imprison it and wait for the queen of Yunzhong County to do it. ”

They were noisy, and no one noticed Yang Yiheng's darkening face.

He Qingji's old god was listening, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Yang Yiheng's patient look, and his heart was immediately shocked, and he said, "The minister thinks-"

The hall was silent.

He Qingji hung his head, and his wording was extremely careful: "Since the king of Yunzhong County has been involved in the affairs of the court, he has been involved in the border of the town, supported agricultural affairs, expanded the treasury, and selected talents. ”

He paused and looked up at Yang Yiheng carefully. Seeing that Yang Yiheng's face was slightly softened, he continued: "Yichen thinks that he should stand still and wait and see what happens. ”

"If he directly slanders Your Majesty next time, can you afford it, Lord He?"

"The old man can't afford it." He Qingji said calmly, "But Lord Zhang, if the King of Yunzhong County really did this, can you still fly to the sky to gag his mouth?" ”

Master Zhang's voice froze.

He Qingji scolded Zhang Li, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and bowed to the wat at ease: "The king of Yunzhong County is by no means a person who will be repaid, but...... Before he ascended, he also had some misunderstandings with many ministers in the DPRK and China. At this time, acting rashly may be suspected of anger. It would be safe to send someone to listen to the rumors in and outside Beijing first, and then wait and see what the king of Yunzhong wants to do. ”

Zhang Yu couldn't help but glared at He Qingji.

"There was a slight misunderstanding with the ministers of the DPRK and China...... This old slippery head is really an understatement. But looking at the face of the Son of Heaven again, Zhang Yu suppressed his desire to refute.

In the end, the king of Yunzhong is related to His Majesty, and if he insists that he has bad intentions at this time, I am afraid that it will anger His Majesty.

In just this short moment, the scholars of Wenyuan Pavilion had already come out of the ranks, and said loudly: "The minister seconded the proposal." ”

"The ministers seconded it!"

"Okay." Yang Yiheng bowed his head and said, "Then according to what He Aiqing said, let's see what my good brother wants to do." ”

He got up and left.

……

After retreating, Zhang Yu couldn't help but walk quickly to He Qingji's side, and asked in a low voice, "Lord He, do you really think so?" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the gray-black Mingwa in the sky.

He Qingji laughed when he heard this.

He stroked his beard and glanced up at the sky. The gray-black square object looks like that from any point of view. No matter how high or low, there is no change in distance.

Wherever it is covered, even the sunlight cast by it will be warmed by it.

This thing is more like Jing Changjia himself.

He Qingji retracted his gaze and smiled: "What do I think, does it matter?" After speaking, he bowed his hand and said: "I still have something to do, Master Zhang will send it slowly." ”

He had other thoughts in his mind, but they weren't yet ready to be spoken.

It is inconvenient to talk to others about these thoughts.

……

When there was a lot of discussion in Beijing because of the phantom in the sky, Jing Changjia was tinkering with the projector in the ward.

In the past two days, his fingers have been much more flexible, and he can already use chopsticks awkwardly to pick up vegetables. He silently put the matter of live broadcast on the agenda.

But the ward is really not a suitable place for live broadcasting. Although the modern ward can open the eyes of Hongchao people, it is far from shocking.

Jing Changjia thought about it, so he asked his family to buy him a projector.

Yang Heng watched him slowly adjust the projector position, and couldn't help asking, "Brother, what do you want to do?" ”

"Try something new." Jing Changjia said.

He has been in the past and the future for too long, and he has no basic knowledge of the current popular gadgets of technology. However, the TV in the ward can only watch TV drama channels, and it is basically useless except for contributing some background sound during meals.

But this projector is also very different from what Jing Changjia thought. In the future world, baby toys can be projected into three-dimensional scenes, and the current popular projectors on the market can only be placed on a flat surface.

He tinkered for a while, but he had no choice but to give up.

However, Yang Heng saw that he was not interested, so he took the remote control and skillfully logged in to his account, and chose a game live broadcast to watch it.

Jing Changjia let him go, and he took out his sketchbook and drew a cross after the three words on the projector.

The projection effect is not good, maybe you still have to use a large screen......

I don't know how much a 100-inch ultra-thin TV costs now. If the effect is not good, maybe he also needs a room to do a special live broadcast room......

In this case, it is still necessary to wait for him to be discharged from the hospital before it is convenient to do things.

But if you need a live broadcast room, is there any extra room at home?

Jing Changjia thought about it carefully and found that he couldn't even remember what his home looked like.

He left home...... It's been too long, indeed.

The heavy mood in his heart couldn't tell whether it was sadness or emotion, Jing Changjia sighed quietly.

The game duel in the projection is fiercely fought, and the skill lighting effects scattered by the fire give enough visual stimulation. Jing Changjia's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "System, does the live broadcast have to be the live broadcast myself?" ”

"Theoretically, it does." The system says.

Theoretically.

"That means you can broadcast something else." Jing Changjia said firmly, "I'm in the hospital now, and I have to walk on crutches. It's certainly not something to be seen. But if you don't live stream for a long time, your energy supply can't keep up, and you can't do it. ”

The system warily asked, "So?" ”

"So we can sow something else." Jing Changjia told it with a smile.