In these days, Lei Jie spent most of his time in the General's Mansion, working around the clock on the documents in his hands.

He has traveled to various countries all year round and has a good understanding of the folk customs and the writing and language of each country.

Being able to understand and using it comprehensively are two levels of things.

The thirty pieces of paper on his writing desk are all the most difficult pieces of paper to translate that he selected in recent days.

Every word on it is very complicated and its meaning is unknown.

He can only look up words in the dictionary word by word, then put them into sentences and combine them to understand.

The magic and mystery of words is that a word has one meaning when it exists alone, but when it is put into a sentence, it will have another meaning.

Therefore, in order to clarify these sentences, he spent too much time and energy on them.

In just five days, he felt a little older.

Such a complicated foreign language, His Highness now asked a peasant girl to translate and explain it, this...

It’s so possible!

Lei Jie firmly objected in his heart.

How could a girl who has never even been out of Jiangcheng know these words?

Xia Qianqian, who was surrounded and controlled in front of the table, stared at the words in front of her in a daze.

She naturally knows all such simple English.

But English here is not English, it is the writing of the Nanman minority, and few people understand it.

If she understands, how can she explain it?

Now she is most afraid of having to explain when doing things.

If the explanation is unclear and inconsistent, it will be a problem in the future.

She hesitated and said nothing.

He Bei, who was on the side, looked at the girl's troubled expression and smoothed things over with a smile, "Your Highness, I have been dealing with the Nanman people for so many years, and I am not very familiar with their writing. You ask a girl who has never seen the Nanman people to recognize them.

How could she recognize the word "?"

"Yes!" Cao Ran hurriedly helped: "She grew up in Fu'an Village and didn't go to school for a few days. Even though she has superb medical skills, it was because her father instilled her in her since she was a child."

Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice give birth to sons who can dig holes.

Qianqian is not Xia Chi's biological child, but she has inherited the legacy of her father's medical skills and is very capable.

But asking her to understand Nanman language is... a bit difficult.

Old Liu threw away the medical book in his hand, looked at the papers spread out on the table, and said to himself: "These are the most difficult pages of the secret message."

He looked at Lei Jie, who was standing beside him, and explained: "He looked up the dictionary for three or four days. So far, he has just sorted out three pieces of paper. Take these three pieces of paper and ask the girl to give them to you right now.

Tell me what you mean, this..."

Isn’t this embarrassing?

Liu Lao didn't finish what he said, but everyone else understood what he meant.

How could Ji Zimo not understand what he meant?

But there was a voice in his heart that jumped out and kept shouting: "She knows, she knows, she understands."

He pointed his index finger at a certain string of words on a piece of paper and encouraged: "Look, what does this sentence mean?"

Lei Jie stood on tiptoe and took a look, sneering in his heart.

He looked up this sentence in the dictionary and guessed its meaning. It took him a whole morning to understand the meaning of this sentence.

How could she know.

Xia Qianqian was forced to do nothing, but she understood that she had to hide her clumsiness.

She shook her head silently, "I don't know."

On the side, a proud smile appeared on Lei Jie's lips.

After He Hongfei's craniotomy, he admitted that Xia Qianqian's medical skills were better than his.

In terms of medical skills, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he was a little inferior.

As for other aspects, such as Nanman writing, he is definitely better than her.

"Are you sure you don't know him?" Ji Zimo's black eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, which made Xia Qianqian panic.

She could only change her words: "Know a little bit."

"What does this sentence mean?" He continued that sentence.

Xia Qianqian hesitated, wondering: "I have to think about it."

"In one sentence, five taels of silver, right?" He suddenly added chips.

In one sentence, five taels of silver?

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded

Your Highness, this is not how you drive a duck to the shelves.

Giving five taels of silver per sentence is a very tempting bait, but the barbaric writing in this book just doesn’t work. Even if you say one thousand taels of silver, can it change the reality?

Everyone was very puzzled by Ji Zimo's behavior, and even murmured in their hearts.

Some people shook their heads, some curled their lips, and some couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Qianqian, waiting to see how she would end up.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qianqian rolled her eyes and said energetically: "Fifty taels of silver for one sentence, really?"

"True." He said firmly.

"That's okay!"

Gaba!

Something seemed to burst in the air.

"What about this sentence?" Ji Zimo pointed to a sentence on another piece of paper.

"The climate in Fanshan has a large temperature difference between morning and evening, so you can plant soul-inducing flowers and use them as lures to make medicine, which can confuse people's minds and weaken their will."

"What about this sentence?"

"The land of Fanshan is easy to defend but difficult to attack. You must..."

Every time she said a word, there would be a sound of something cracking in the air, inaudible, but resounding in everyone's ears.

Hebei was in disbelief. He approached Lei Jie and asked anxiously: "Is what she said correct?"

Lei Jie held the piece of paper that he finally translated after spending three days and three nights looking up the dictionary. He looked at it again and again in disbelief and murmured: "She got it all right."

The translation is based on the original Nanman script and is translated into the Daqian script. The collision of the two scripts will inevitably lead to differences.

At this point, the translator’s expressive ability is very much tested.

Compared with the sentences he translated, Xia Qianqian's translation has similar meanings, but the sentences are more fluent and concise.

Because he was not familiar with Nanman script, the words he translated were more blunt and somewhat obscure.

At this moment, Lei Jie's face was burning.

"You're right." Hebei seemed to have discovered a new treasure. He came closer and asked: "Xia Yatou, how can you understand Nanman language?"

This problem appeared as expected.

"Well..." Xia Qianqian looked embarrassed, thinking about how to answer.

Ji Zimo on the side was the first to speak up and answer for her, "Her father is Xia Chi. Xia Chi understands Nanman language, so it's not surprising that she understands it."

"You don't understand this, you are obviously very good at it." Mr. Liu interjected and said excitedly: "Girl, take a look at these books and letters. We have been worried to death recently."

As he spoke, he pushed a pile of letters onto her desk and urged, "Quick, help me take a look."

This is...

Was she captured and used as a laborer?

"In one sentence, five taels of silver?" Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows and looked from inside the house to outside.
Chapter completed!