Knowing that he could not persuade the old man in front of him, Le Yu stood up. He glanced at the desk and suddenly noticed something: "What kind of newspaper is this?"
"Huh?" Zhu Yan glanced at it: "The battle report is issued by the Statistics Department...don't you usually read newspapers?"
I usually only read the "Humorous Moments" column... Le Yu picked it up and took a look, and found that it was all about the mobilization of troops in various districts, and then he knew why he hadn't read this newspaper - it was too boring.
This thing is equivalent to the side information bar of the "Three Kingdoms" game, but it doesn't even have a map. It's so confusing. Is it all based on imagination?
"You can get the battle report from Baixiang. It is almost impossible to sell it outside. The Statistics Department will only give it to specific institutions." Zhuyan said: "You can take it if you want to see it. Just remember to return it to Baixiang."
"No, I just took one look and let it go."
Le Yu first looked at Dongyang's message, and his eyes were blinded.
The battle report is divided into two sections: one is the report of the local intelligence personnel, who report a briefing every five days, and the total is the monthly report. These intelligence personnel are basically local powerful people; the other section is the summary of the Statistics Department
.
Hence this paragraph appears:
On the sixth day of November, the weak and ignorant mob encountered obstacles in Cijiang Village.
On November 11, a mob that burned, killed, and looted marched into Dipingguan.
On November 16, the rebels surrounded Shengxia County.
On November 22nd, Huyan Siluo's army occupied Tianying Gate.
On November 29, the elite army of Wanghai Palace captured Jinde County.
"The Statistics Division commented: They offered little resistance and surrendered directly."
Because the text messages cannot be changed after they are reported, there are many such large-scale embarrassing links in the battle report, which made Leyu amazed.
In this way, Bai Ye should have regained the entire territory of Dongyang. Qinglan said before that she planned to come to Yanjing as long as the road was safe. Now there is no good reason to refuse her...
After reading Dongyang, Le Yu turned to the Morrowind section. He didn't want to pay attention to Lan Yan, he just wanted to find a reason to set off fireworks, such as Lan Yan being attacked by the White Night Assassin while he was defecating...
"Lan Yan leads the Linhai Navy into the Canglan District to conduct joint military exercises with the Bloodborne Army."
"The Statistics Department commented: There must be something fishy about this matter."
Joint military exercises? Such a familiar excuse.
When Le Yu put down the battle report and was about to leave, Zhu Yan suddenly remembered something: "By the way, that matter you entrusted me to investigate before."
Le Yu was startled for a moment, then reacted immediately: "Holy Sword Huiyao? Have you found the results of your investigation?"
"No."
"Then why did you bring this up?"
"Since I agreed, I have to report to you." Zhu Yan said: "In fact, I have searched all the classics, records, and history books in the past two months. Even if you give me more time, I will not get more results.
.”
"The 'cancellation of the holy sword' that you mentioned has never happened in history." The old man sighed: "I don't know how Qin Xiao investigated it back then... You want me to investigate this kind of thing?"
Intelligence is as unrealistic as trying to dig water out of the air."
"Thanks a lot."
"Don't be too busy saying thank you." Zhu Yan took out a book from the drawer: "Since the request is unrealistic, I can only investigate through unrealistic ways-cancel the method of suspending the holy sword.
Find some clues in this book."
Seeing this familiar book, Le Yu suddenly fell silent.
It is Long Ao Tianwen who is the most glorious one - "The Chronicles of Gaozu"
He sighed and said: "To be honest, I have read the "Chronicles of Emperor Gaozu" over and over again more than ten times. I don't remember that there is any similar content recorded in it."
"Yes." Zhu Yan turned to one of the pages: "Look at the paragraph I marked."
"...Yu Zhizhi is righteous and latent. He is inspired by dreams and can communicate with others. The original beauty of his brilliance is only the people's heart and the holy glory..."
Le Yu blinked and looked at Zhu Yan, who looked at him expressionlessly.
"I'm sorry, I'm watching the modern version for teenagers. I can't understand the ancient Chinese version."
Zhuyan was silent for a moment: "When you have time, go to Teacher Wei's classical Chinese class."
"The general translation of this passage is, 'Because I uphold justice and devote myself to practice, I understand everything in my dream. The glory of the holy sword is just a superfluous decoration for me. The people's aspirations and the following of the saints are the direction of my efforts.
'.The version you saw should be translated in this way."
"But "zhi" is rarely used to point to 'me', but more to 'him'. And this passage is Gaozu describing the glory of the holy sword. If "zhi" is translated as 'him', it will become
Cheng's brilliance is just a superfluous decoration for the Holy Sword, and the hearts of the people and the saints are the essence of the Holy Sword."
Le Yu: "I still don't understand, why don't you just tell me the conclusion."
"The way to cancel the suspension of the Holy Sword may be the support of the people and the saints." Zhu Yan: "This is the only information I have found these days."
Le Yu was speechless for a while: People's support? Does he want to collect people's support to improve national satisfaction? Then he has to add a system from the Civilization series. The Stars series can also be used.
Saint? Where can I find a saint to sacrifice? And isn’t saint an honorary title? Can I still change my job?
"No matter what, thank you for your hard work, Teacher."
Le Yu thanked him respectfully, closed the door and left.
Zhu Yan went over to lock the door, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, took out a flint and lit it, and after taking a puff, he choked and coughed repeatedly.
"I still don't understand, what's the point of this..." He shook his head, shook off the ashes, then took it over to open the balcony door and threw the cigarette into the brazier.
"Happy birthday."
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…
Arriving at the sunny Wanxiang Forest, Le Yu saw that only Shi Wen was boxing today. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Where's Lai Ya?"
Shi Wen honestly said: "She seems to have finally figured out a way to make the dessert that the curator wants to eat. She has been tinkering with it all noon. Now she is going to take the dessert to the curator."
"What about you?" Le Yu sat down and asked, "The curator takes care of you two so much, don't you have any expression?"
After spending this time together, Le Yu also found that the director of Shirobako Library took good care of these two disabled people. The waiter didn't mention it and directly arranged a position for him with more money and less work; although Lai Ya was in the dining hall
He helped, but he often named Lai Ya to make desserts, which was also a subtle indication that Lai Ya was the one behind the scenes, and the people in the kitchen would naturally not make things difficult for Lai Ya.
After all, the curator’s last name is Cha.
"Hmph, if anyone bullies him in the future, I'll just fight him back!" Shi Wen said arrogantly.
"What if no one bullies him?"
"That means everyone respects him because they fear me."
"Very good, Shi Wen!" Le Yu praised: "You have done your best to be a true master!"
"Really!?" Shi Wen, a teenage boy, suddenly became excited because of the praise.
"Really!" Le Yu took out his belt: "You are already more shameless than me! Seeing you so shameless makes me feel a little itchy. Lai Ya just happens to be away, so let's do something new today..."
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…
Shirobako, Curator's Office.
"Director, how are you!?" Laiya asked confidently.
I saw Cha Shiyin holding a small plate. On the small plate was a pagoda-shaped egg-yellow dessert. When Cha Shiyin dug into it with a spoon, the pagoda began to sway. He closed his eyes and took a bite.
Then put the plate down.
Hearing the sound, I was a little disappointed when I came to Arden: "Is it still not possible? Obviously I think it is very close to the dessert you described, curator..."
"No."
Cha Shiyin smiled and said: "This is the dessert I have eaten before. Laiya, thank you, I really haven't tasted this taste and texture for a long time. I had a birthday when I was a child, and my eldest brother invited me
I ate this dessert and I will never forget the taste."
"Great!" Laiya said excitedly: "Director, can I make this dessert in the dining hall? I think everyone should know about such a delicious thing."
"sure."
"What's the name of this dessert?"
"Name?" Cha Shiyin blinked: "Let me think about it, because it's been a long time... Well, I think it's better for you to give it another name. Its original name is very strange."
Laiya: "What was your original name?"
"pudding."
"...It's really strange. There is no cloth or ding."
"Right." Cha Shiyin said with a smile: "You can give it another name, such as Milk or something like that. Or you can name it after yourself. Then you can be considered a member of history."
"Even if it really goes down in history, it should be you, the curator. I just made this dessert according to your description." Laiya said modestly.
"It's better if you do it, I'm not interested in making a famous history." Cha Shiyin said: "Speaking of which, don't you have to go to class in the afternoon?"
"Ah! Then I'm going to class!" Laiya left in a hurry: "Goodbye, director!"
Cha Shiyin slowly finished the dessert in one mouthful. He closed his eyes, savoring the sweetness and milky aroma on his tongue, and took a long breath.
"Sure enough, only eating this will make you feel like a birthday." He murmured softly: "Happy birthday to me."
