Tianguanzhi

Gu Jianqiu is still wearing the faded jacket, carrying a bag of tea and two pounds of ham. He has short short hair, a tall posture and calm eyes.

"You're not from the mine, are you?"

Seeing Gu Jianqiu's face, Yao Qigong was in a daze for a moment.

"My name is Gu Jianqiu, and my eldest brother used to work with you in the mine."

"Oh, he's Xilou's younger brother, so he's one of our own. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Yao Qigong stood up as if nothing had happened. He patted Chunsheng on the shoulder and warmly greeted Gu Jianqiu to come in. He picked up the thermos on the table and poured Gu Jianqiu a glass of boiling water.

"Thank you."

Gu Jianqiu put the tea leaves and ham on the table, held the scalding cup of water and brought it to his lips, as if he was thinking of something: "Just now, I seemed to hear, what did Yao Gong want to ask my brother?"

"Oh, it's nothing. This kid Tianyu used to come to the mine often. He and I have been friends for years. He often asked me to borrow some engineering magazines to take back and read. Last time, I was careless and put the mining team's transportation invoice in the magazine. Li told him to take it away, so I asked Chun Sheng to take it back."

Gu Jianqiu was silent for a while, and the atmosphere in the tent was a little subtle.

"Wei Lingjun is the Celestial Scholar who was expelled by the empire a year ago, right? I heard that he was one of the earliest Celestial beings that humans had public contact with, but he was expelled by more than a dozen human countries for promoting radical ideas. If you leave the country, you are no longer eligible to legally enter the home planet."

Yao Qigong had no expression, just tilted his head and looked at the other person: "How much did you hear just now?"

"I almost heard it. I didn't mean it, your voice was a bit loud."

Yao Qigong looked a little gloomy. Many prominent figures in the Zhengqi Society were assassinated a while ago, which resulted in the loss of many outstanding talents. Even Wu Tanggu, the patriarch of the society, died in his bed without any explanation. Before Cao Ruqiu publicly presided over the anti-persecution of workers, , once asked Yao Qigong privately, obviously ready to sacrifice.

Strictly speaking, the Zhengqi Society is just an intellectual association that advocates moderate reforms and fights for independent labor rights. It has almost no weapons of its own. The Nihility Party behind the society does have many experts, but the Nihility Party is a loose international alliance. The policies and lines of several party leaders conflict with each other, and there is no cohesion at all.

In this case, Yao Qigong's anxiety can be imagined.

In fact, Yao Qigong had already stepped up his guard. This area of ​​the mine was patrolled day and night, but the second brother of the Gu family walked on the ground. No wonder Chunsheng showed hostility as soon as he discovered Gu Jianqiu.

"I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll just say it straight. I'm very grateful to you for not hastily agreeing to Tianyu's request to join the Zhengqi Society."

Yao Gong made a thoughtful expression: "Tianyu told you?"

"Absolutely. This kid has a good idea. Yao Gong, Wei Lingjun didn't leave any tickets for the ship, so you don't have to look for them anymore."

Yao Qigong quietly waited for Gu Jianqiu's next article.

Gu Jianqiu opened his jacket and took out a pair of black gauntlets from his bulging arms.

"This should be what you want. I infer that my eldest brother spent several years of savings to buy this from Lord Wei Ling."

In fact, Gu Xilou had always spent money lavishly, and often helped his fellow workers in the mine. Gu Jianqiu could not guarantee whether he had any savings, but Juliet once told him that Gu Xilou did save some money during his lifetime, which he reserved for two For my brother's wedding. But the money has not been found to this day.

Yao Qigong glanced at Gu Jianqiu doubtfully, picked up the gauntlet on the table and looked at it repeatedly, but he couldn't see anything interesting about it.

"Can you show it to me?"

Chun Sheng came up.

"No problem at all."

Chunsheng took out a small carving knife and lightly scratched the surface of the gauntlet. He found that it couldn't be scratched at all. He held it up to the light and carefully looked at the pattern on it. He shook his head: "The material is not alloy steel, but I also see I can't tell what it is." Gu Jianqiu put on an arm armor on his hand, and his heart was racing: "This thing was produced by Doumu Palace four years ago. Due to the raw materials, the output is only single digits, and production has been stopped. …”

Gu Jianqiu roughly explained the origin of Taishan Shou.

"How do you know this?"

Gu Jianqiu did not use natural history to prevaricate again this time: "I work in a Citi Hot Welding Store. The boss is a soldering master with very good skills. I saw similar pictures in the professional skills newspapers he subscribed to. In fact, I have been doing this for a long time. I found that the pair of gauntlets left behind by my eldest brother are much stronger than ordinary industrial gauntlets, so I went round and round to find people in several fields to inquire about it, and finally I was able to confirm it."

Gu Jianqiu was not lying. Taishan Hand did appear on the first edition of "Battlefield Welding" in 1890. It has been four years since today, but the article was mostly criticized and ridiculed. It's time for a Buddha war.

Yao Qigong suddenly slapped his thigh as he listened: "By the way! Lord Wei Ling was born in Gargantua, and he has been trying to combine Gargantua's giant components with the war machine..."

He realized that Gu Jianqiu was still present, and then he restrained his emotions.

Gu Jianqiu disagreed: "Is Yao Gong also a new student?"

Yao Qigong smiled bitterly and said: "Astral Surveying and Mapping Department, but my ECG level is so bad that I can't even pass the Tianguan Examination. I will probably be unable to leave my home star in this life."

He glanced at the gauntlet on the table, nodded to Gu Jianqiu and said, "Thank you for telling me this."

After thinking for a while, Yao Qigong deliberately tried to test: "My imagination of Wei Lingjun and Xilou's relationship is indeed a bit rash. Since this thing is a relic left by Xilou, please take it back and keep it safe."

"I want to meet Mr. Wei Ling, and I hope you can write me a letter of introduction."

Gu Jianqiu's words are concise and concise.

Yao Qigong blinked and smiled.

……

"Jianqiu, you don't mind if I call you that."

After some conversation, Yao Qigong's attitude towards Jianqiu was obviously much more enthusiastic.

"Of course I don't mind."

"Jianqiu, I asked directly, do you have some resistance to Tianyu joining the Zhengqi Academy?"

"Frankly speaking, I really don't want him to be involved in these things, but he is an adult and I cannot restrict his thoughts. I will respect his decision."

"Wait for me." He pulled out an old but clean booklet from a pile of surveying and drawing papers and handed it to Gu Jianqiu. There was a black turtle printed on it.

"This is not a contraband. It is a Jili publication for public sale. It is also one of the sources of the Zhengqi Society's ideas. I give it to you."

Gu Jianqiu lowered his head. There were four words on it, the Fabian Declaration, which was a pamphlet promoting conservative reformism.

Out of politeness, Gu Jianqiu took the book, greeted Yao Qigong, and then left.

Yao Qigong watched Gu Jianqiu leave, and immediately turned to Chunsheng and asked, "Does Gu Jianqiu also have a mutated ECG?"

Chunsheng shook his head: "I can't say."

Yao Qigong sighed heavily: "I hope he is a friend rather than an enemy."