Chapter 738 Heaven

Lu Yao originally thought that he would not be able to stay idle. But after deciding not to do anything, he felt relaxed all over, and it was great to be on vacation all the time.

During the two days of doing nothing, he walked the dog, ate and drank, watched football games, and played mobile games. Time passed quickly, and it was the third day agreed upon with Song Shiyi.

So Lu Yao asked Huang Jia to act on his behalf and took Isabel to use the [Meeting the King Talisman] that Song Shiyi had just given her.

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Opening his eyes, Lu Yao found himself standing in an octagonal pavilion. The pavilion was located in a classical garden, surrounded by small bridges, flowing water, mountains and rocks, and bamboo hidden in the forest. He looked around and could not see the edge at all.

What you can see is the countdown above your head: [359 hours: 59 minutes: 44 seconds].

Once you enter Daqin, you can only stay for fifteen days and then you must leave, otherwise you will face the risk of unpredictable changes caused by the distortion of the rules.

A young man in a black robe beside him bowed and said, "Excuse me, sir, are you from heaven?"

Heaven?

Lu Yao was confused when he heard this.

He said, "I am here following the Kitchen God."

"It is indeed a visitor from Heaven." The young man who was waiting beside said with a smile: "Sir and Miss, please follow me. The visitor from Heaven is staying at Yunxi Pavilion."

Lu Yao suddenly realized.

Is the committee the Heaven in the eyes of the Qin Empire? No.

In other words, Heaven is just another name for the committee.

Kunlun, Penglai and Heaven all belong to different pantheons in Chinese mythology.

The title of God lasts forever, but the holders keep changing, just like dynasties change. The ruling position never changes, only the person sitting in that position changes. The same is true for positions of power in the modern social system.

This makes it easier to understand.

As the official organization of gods that has long governed various Chinese legends and gods, it is only natural for the committee to inherit the throne of Heaven.

Led by the young man, Lu Yao and Isabel walked along the curved corridor, and finally passed a cloud wall and arrived at a high pavilion. This pavilion was a wooden and stone structure that was in keeping with the style of the garden, with a plaque on it that read "Yunxi Pavilion".

"Please, I will take my leave now and go back to greet other visitors."

The young man bowed and stepped away.

Lu Yao walked around a stone screen inside and saw a man standing by the fish pond outside the pavilion.

She was a woman in her twenties, wearing a grey suit with a white shirt underneath, with straight shoulders and a great figure. Lu Yao guessed that she had some dancing experience or had been doing fitness for a long time.

The woman had medium-length hair tied into a neat ponytail and wore a pair of ordinary black-framed glasses. She didn't wear any jewelry. Her eyes under the frames were looking at the clouds in the sky and she was smoking a thin cigarette.

Realizing that she was being watched, she turned to look at Lu Yao, then looked at Isabel beside her.

She held a cigarette between her right index and middle fingers, flicked the butt on the stone ashtray, and exhaled a breath of white air. She seemed to be smiling, but not smiling: "Are you Huang Jia?"

"yes."

Lu Yao responded.

He found the smoking woman very strange. She looked ordinary, but she had an inexplicable attraction and charm that made it difficult to ignore her existence.

"I've heard about your story. It's very interesting. Song Shiyi is waiting for you inside."

Lu Yao nodded and walked in with Isabel.

The layout of Yunxi Pavilion is classical both inside and outside. The reddish-brown wooden surface is smooth and delicate to the touch. The seemingly stable tables and chairs have exquisite micro-carvings in details. Landscape paintings and calligraphy are hung on the walls. Every item has been carefully arranged.

Lu Yao thought of the old phrase, low-key luxury.

"Ms. Mary, Mr. Huang." Song Shiyi noticed them and came over immediately.

Today she was wearing a short leather jacket, black trousers, her hair was tied up, and she put on a little eye makeup. She looked more mature than before and looked several years older than before.

However, if you are good-looking, any combination of clothes is the right formula.

Song Shiyi took Lu Yao and Isabel to their room, which was two adjacent single rooms upstairs, both equipped with independent bathrooms that were easy to operate. The room was fully equipped with various facilities, but the overall style was designed entirely with wood and bamboo as the material, which looked antique.

Since the two of them didn't bring anything, it was just a place to rest.

Song Shiyi said, "The official bidding will start at 8 pm, in the Shuide Building next to our Yunxi Pavilion. You guys wear this signal collar clip and we will notify you when the time comes."

The signal collar clip looks like a leaf-shaped golden collar pin that can be clipped onto your collar or placed in your inventory.

Lu Yao put it into the prop column and asked, "Is Teacher Zao here?"

"No. Teacher Zao and Minister Fu went to the Guardian Department. They will come to the Shuide Building for the bidding in the evening, so we have free time for now. But there are colleagues from the Executive Bureau and the headquarters living here. I don't know many of them well, so it's awkward to say hello..."

Song Shiyi suggested: "This is the capital of the Qin Dynasty, Xianyang. I've been here before. Can I take you for a tour?"

"good."

Lu Yao agreed immediately.

When Song Shiyi and Lu Yao passed by the door, the woman was nowhere to be seen.

Lu Yao couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, you're talking about Sister Han. Her name is Han Xiaoyu. She's the counselor of the Foreign Affairs Bureau. In terms of rank system, she's second only to the ambassador and minister. She's a very capable person."

Talking about this senior, Song Shiyi praised her highly: "For the negotiation and bidding with Daqin this time, the headquarters temporarily transferred her from other places to be in charge of this bidding together with Minister Fu and Teacher Zao."

Lu Yao pondered in his heart.

Han Xiaoyu was personally selected by the committee headquarters to participate in the bidding and was one of the three persons in charge. It can be seen that Han Xiaoyu is indeed far superior to his peers.

After walking for a while, the three finally left the garden area and arrived at a gate with soldiers on guard outside.

As soon as they went out, they immediately attracted the attention and stares of many passers-by outside.

"This is the summer palace of the Dianke Bureau. It is a place dedicated to receiving foreign dignitaries. People usually go in and out by car. There are very few people who walk in and out like us."

Song Shiyi explained: "But if we call their car, someone will follow us all the time, and it will be inconvenient to talk. Although we are like this now, there must be relevant people following us in the dark, but it is still much better."

Lu Yao thought so too. How could one go shopping by car?

Isabel looked towards the street corner not far away: "Three."

"There are three following us."

Song Shiyi smiled and said, "You'll get used to it. Daqin is not targeting anyone. We are keeping an eye on all foreign guests."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Xianyang, like any capital of a big country, has tall and imposing buildings, but this city is different from any place Lu Yao has ever seen.

The magnificent stone walls and watchtowers from the cold weapon era are preserved here, as well as long iron carriages that travel on tracks above and below the stone walls.

The city was filled with tall towers and attics with flying eaves and long walls and deep courtyards. Soldiers wearing bird-wing flying devices were circling and patrolling in the air.

On the streets there are men with tied hair in white silk robes, women in ancient costumes in long gowns with curved hems, short-haired men and women in cool short-sleeved shirts and shorts, monks wearing sunglasses and skateboards, and Taoists singing heart-wrenching songs on the streets with a guitar on their back... Xianyang, where the ancient and modern times intersect with the Qin Empire, constitutes a magical empire that has never existed in history.

In Xianyang city, people seemed to be accustomed to this and didn't care at all.

Lu Yao felt like he had become a modern country bumpkin who had come to the big city of Daqin.

There is a brainwashing feeling of opening the door to a new world.

He soon discovered that many parts of the city were extremely depressed.

The side that Song Shiyi led the way to was crowded with people, and the shops were doing a constant stream of business. All kinds of business and strange costumes coexisted, creating a prosperous scene.

On the other side of the road, many shops were closed, with wooden signs saying "Closed" or "For Sale" on their doors, indicating that they were either unemployed or sold. There were also some unemployed people sitting under the eaves or on the steps, chatting and smoking, looking around.

"That place is not a core business district, so it's much less lively. In addition, the Daqin economy is in recession, so many stores have closed down."

Song Shiyi briefly introduced: "However, the entire Xianyang City has 26 million people. There are many wealthy residents, but there are even more poor and unemployed people. Because it is difficult to find a job, more people go to Xianyang to find a job, and there are more patrols in the sky, which did not exist before. This is still the capital, and the situation in other cities of Daqin is even worse."

"Daqin is a very special imperial feudal system, with a large number of military professionals. Daqin takes soldiers as the foundation of its development. Through the development of other worlds, it distributes local land, minerals, ponds, mountains, forests and other natural resources to soldiers who have made contributions. Through military industry, they can exchange for a piece of land."

"But those places often require a lot of energy and investment to develop, so there are not many people willing to go to the border areas. Most people are concentrated in the big cities within the empire."

Song Shiyi put her hands in her pockets and told Lu Yao and the others what was going on as they walked.

She stopped in front of a small shop nearby and said, "Siyi Cake, this is one of the famous snacks in Xianyang. I'll treat you."

"Boss, give me three Siyi cakes and one green bean juice. What would you like to drink?"

Lu Yao ordered a glass of iced plum juice, and Isabel said the same thing to him.

The shop owner is a middle-aged red-haired man with a high nose and deep eyes. He has a big belly, but he is enthusiastic and energetic: "It will be ready soon!"

The so-called four-barbarian cakes were snacks made by immigrants from all directions to make a living in Daqin in the past. They were similar to pizza, but smaller. Raisins and sesame seeds were sprinkled on the cakes, and they tasted surprisingly good when baked.

Song Shiyi took a bite of the pie and said, "The price of the peripheral land has depreciated severely. Most of them are difficult to trade and sell, and land tax needs to be paid. The prices of shops and houses in the core area are high. This is similar to ours. Economic laws are related to people's needs and are generally the same."

Lu Yao confirmed: "The committee is the Heavenly Court?"

"Um."

Song Shiyi took a sip of mung bean juice: "But now is the era of divine authority, and the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court must also be appointed and supported by the state. So just regard us as civil servants of a special department."

Although Lu Yao guessed this result, he still found it strange.

The king's power is granted by God, the divine right of the king is granted by God, and the divine right of the state is granted by God.

The relationship between humans, gods, ethnic groups and civilizations has been changing all the time, with each taking the lead for hundreds of years.

Lu Yao suddenly remembered: "Who are the people from the Guard Division who contacted us this time? Are Lieutenant General Wei Qixiang and the others still in Xiji Palace?"

"They were transferred a long time ago." Song Shiyi whispered, "Most of them were punished by their superiors."

"Why?"

"Because Xiji Palace was not doing well, it failed to develop enough value. As the chief officer, Admiral Wei insisted that the sun was abnormal and believed that the key to controlling Xiji Palace was the sun. For this reason, he investigated Xiji Palace for a long time and consumed a lot of manpower and material resources. He needs to be held responsible for this."

"So he was sent to the expeditionary force, but he lost contact after encountering the virtual mirror. According to the local time of Daqin, Admiral Wei has been missing for 12 years."

Song Shiyi whispered, "Commander Wei's wife, Yu, and their children live in Xianyang, and their lives are not very good. Yu has been ill for many years, and the children have just started school. Commander Wei has a lot of debts for his wife's medical treatment, plus he has to pay off gambling debts for his deceased parents. This time he was declared missing, so the pension has not been paid..."

Wei Qixiang is calm and steady in the face of difficulties, acts decisively, and is loyal to his subordinates. Lu Yao admires him very much.

Hearing about the misfortune in his family, Lu Yao felt a little regretful.

I had taken control of the Xiji Palace at first, and later I passed by and greeted Wei Qixiang with the scorching sun. I didn't expect there would be such a follow-up.

The ancients said that when the granaries are full, people will know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they will know honor and disgrace.

Lu Yao decided to go and see the orphan and the widow, and to help them as much as he could to show his appreciation.

(End of this chapter)