"We decided to commit our lives and our will to God. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lately, Yinzhen would hear Sjepan talking to him, occasionally as if talking to himself.

He remembered that when he was with Lao Jiu before, Sjepan did not have a particularly serious religious affiliation, he was a scientist, and he had very little time to give to God.

But I don't know when it began, but Sjepan turned his gaze back to God.

We decided to entrust our lives and our will to God......

It's better to say that he entrusted his life to Yinzhen and "help Prince Yong ascend to the throne", this idea has become a rope that Si Jiepan firmly grasps, even if Yinzhen himself understands that this is a very ridiculous rope.

It's like a joke.

When he told Si Jie Pan that he would take Hongshi to the Eighth Elder Brother's house and let him worship that Wei Jialu as his teacher, Si Jiepan's brows furrowed.

"Wei Jialu has always stood on the side of the eighth elder brother, Lord Wang, do you think this is appropriate?" He said, "If you let the Lord Wan Sui know, you will mistakenly think that you are plotting with the help of the child and the eighth elder brother. ”

Yinzhen understood that Sjepan had a point, but he didn't intend to back down.

"I think it's more important to find a famous teacher for Hongshi, after all."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Sjepan nodded helplessly: "It's good that the prince knows the proportions himself." ”

Hearing this, Yinzhen wanted to beat him, and Sjiepan's tone was like an old master dissuading a stubborn disciple.

The next day, he took Hongshi to the eighth brother's house, and on the way he told Hongshi that he had found him a violin master.

"That person has a close relationship with the master, and even if he can't reach the top level of piano skills, it is difficult for ordinary people to match them."

Hiroshi listened silently, then nodded.

He kept holding the case of his violin.

Yin Zhen thought about it, and then said: "This kind of thing is led by the master to practice in the individual, and the teacher teaches it, which is the same thing, if you want to become Paganini, you have to work hard." ”

Hiroshi raised his face: "Amma, who is Paganini?" ”

Yinzhen couldn't answer, Paganini hadn't given birth at the moment, and he didn't know how to introduce his son.

But seeing that he didn't speak, Hiroshi was a little timid, he thought that he had inadvertently angered his father, his small mouth trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his head.

Yin Zhen saw that his son was timid, so he had to sigh and explain: "That person hasn't been born yet." ”

So Hiroshi's expression was even more wonderful.

When he arrived at the place, the missionary was already there, and after greeting the guest and host, Yinzhen handed over his son to Wei Jialu, and the eighth elder brother went to the garden with him alone.

After serving tea and retiring the slaves, Yinzhen took out a gadget from his pocket.

It's a freshly fired porcelain, the size of a palm, and the appearance is a slender beautiful girl.

Yinzhen put it on the table, and then looked up at the eighth elder brother: "This is Hatsune Miku." ”

Eighth Brother's eyes widened!

Yinzhen relied on his memory, first drew it on paper, and then found a craftsman, according to the proportion in the painting, pinched into a villain, and finally made colored porcelain.

This is probably the only Kiyo porcelain Hatsune Miku figure, right? Yin Zhen thought secretly.

"I remember!" Eighth Elder Brother said in a trembling voice, "That's what it looks like!" I have many, many more! There's a cupboard! ”

Yin Zhen almost laughed, the eighth elder brother has a cabinet of Hatsune Miku figures?

The eighth elder brother stared intently at the porcelain Hatsune Miku, and he muttered: "I think of a lot of things, her songs, concerts, all kinds of figures, I asked someone to help buy them from the Japanese Internet, because I can't speak Japanese...... Fourth brother, do you like her too? ”

Yin Zhen shook his head: "I just know, I've heard a few songs, and I'm not as fascinated as you." ”

"Why is it only you and I know her?"

This is an inevitable question, and it is also a question that Yinzhen never knows how to answer.

In the end, he had to say with difficulty: "I can't answer you, eighth, I've already said everything I can say." ”

The implication is that no matter how much we have, we can't communicate.

Eighth Elder Brother nodded thoughtfully, and then he said: "Fourth Brother, in the past two months, I have found many strange words and phrases from my study, and I can understand 12 out of 10, and even if I think about it, it is vague, and some of them are simply a few words, completely unclear - if it is not for the handwriting is indeed my own, I suspect that someone got into the study and secretly did all this. Fourth brother, do you know why I did this? ”

Yin Zhen secretly thought, you have forgotten your own intentions, come and ask me.

But he still said cautiously: "Perhaps, the person who wrote this wants you to remember these things, and he thinks it would be a pity if you forgot them......"

"That is, when I wrote it down in the past, I thought that I would forget it one day?" Eighth Elder Brother frowned, "But why did I forget so completely?" ”

Yin Zhen was silent.

Seeing that he refused to answer again, the eighth elder brother was a little disappointed, but he nodded: "Also, I don't remember my own business, and I used it to ask the fourth brother, which is indeed inconsistent with common sense." I can't even understand the good words, and I don't have anywhere to ask about the symbols of foreigners. ”

When Yin Zhen heard this, he was taken aback: "You still wrote foreign Chinese?" ”

Eighth Elder Brother nodded, and he said, "Fourth Brother, wait a minute." ”

After a while, the eighth elder brother walked back with a large roll of paper in his hand, spread it on the table, and said: "Fourth brother, you see, there were so many left, and they were neatly drawn, but I didn't even know a word. ”

Yin Zhen looked down and took a closer look, he almost jumped up!

It was a huge piece of paper, full of names and the relationships between them, and the plan was very clear.

Yin Zhen saw at a glance that above the top plate, the eighth elder brother wrote in English:

It turned out that it was the genealogy of the characters of "A Song of Ice and Fire".

Yin Zhen couldn't cry or laugh for a while, he opened his mouth and glared at the eighth elder brother, but he couldn't even make a sound!

Eighth Elder Brother was frightened by him like this, and he lowered his voice in fear: "Fourth Brother, this is ...... What the hell is written on this? No...... It won't be ...... I want to rebel, right? ”

"You don't remember anything?" Yin Zhen asked in a trembling voice, "You wrote it yourself, is it a word...... No, I don't recognize a word? ”

Eighth Elder Brother looked down, and he looked sad: "I know that I have seen these things, I am very familiar with them, and they are also written by me, which is not false." But I don't understand it at all—fourth brother, how can we understand foreign languages! ”

The genealogy of the characters is all in English, some of the names are dipped in cinnabar in red, some are black, and each family is clearly listed, including family mottos, characters, and their relationships, these eight elder brothers are also marked one by one, and they are also in English.

Yin Zhen couldn't help but think, Eighth Elder Brother's memory is really good, he can memorize an entire book...... This can also be seen how idle he was after returning to the Qing Dynasty.

It's a pity that Fat Martin hasn't finished writing so far, so it's just a pit.

"It's a novel you've read." Yin Zhen said to Eighth Elder Brother, "It is a very thick novel, and the story is very complicated. ”

"Is it a story?"

"Yes, a fantasy story like Journey to the West."

Eighth Elder Brother was a little disappointed, "Since it's a story, why did I bother to write it down so hard?" ”

"Because you like it so much." Yinzhen said with certainty, "It's not obsessed to a certain extent, it's impossible to write all of this down, and also draw the relationship between the characters clearly." ”

The eighth elder brother looked down at the pedigree map: "That is to say, these foreign texts are all written with the names of the people in the story?" ”

"Yes."

"Why is there red?"

Yin Zhen sighed: "The red one means that this character is dead." ”

The eighth elder brother was taken aback: "So many people died?!" ”

Yin Zhen sighed even more: "Yes, a lot of people have died." ”

As a result, that day, just talking to the eighth elder brother about ice and fire, Yinzhen talked about it until dark in one breath. It's dark, and the eighth elder brother is still proud.

"And then?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know." Yin Zhen said tiredly, "I'm afraid even the author himself doesn't know, he hasn't finished writing yet." ”

Eight Elder Brother was taken aback!

"What! This story isn't finished yet?! ”

"Yes." Yin Zhen didn't know why, a little gloating, "So you fell into the pit." ”

He talked all afternoon, his voice was hoarse, and the eighth elder brother suddenly realized when he heard it, and he hurriedly asked someone to pour tea for Yinzhen.

"Forget it, don't be busy, I should go back too." Yin Zhen stood up, "It's been a whole day since I came out." ”

Eighth Elder Brother nodded, but asked hesitantly: "The ...... behind it?"

"I'll talk to you sometime." Yin Zhen thought about it, and shook his head again, "No, I can't always run to you." ”

The eighth elder brother also realized that this was inappropriate, he thought for a long time, and finally said: "I still have a house in the city, and no one knows about it there." When it's free, the fourth brother will go there and find me. ”

Yin Zhen thought about it: "It's okay." I don't think you know how many things you want to ask me. ”

That night, when he came back from the Eighth Elder Brother's Mansion with his son, Yinzhen secretly thought, this is also a way of communication, right?

Yin Zhen could see that the eighth elder brother had infinite curiosity about this, and he could see that he was too idle to draw a character genealogy map.

Eighth Brother asked him to help him remember himself, and Yinzhen also wanted to help him, but unfortunately all he could do was such trivial things today, although Yinzhen didn't know if it would help him to wake up his memory by reminding him of the song of ice and fire.

But at least, after he said it for so long today, the eighth elder brother didn't yawn or feel impatient, but the more he listened, the more interested he became—obviously, he still had a vague shadow of this novel in his feelings.

Maybe such a bit of reminders, over time, will eventually accumulate to a certain extent, and the eighth elder brother will be able to completely recover his memory.

Thinking like this, Yinzhen gradually gained some confidence in the future. (To be continued.) )