Chapter Thirty-Nine: Sabi is indeed Sabi

"Let Qili send an assassin to investigate the overseers of the Brissan family, and see if we can find out what is going on."

In the end, Tosaka Tokitomi and Yan Feng Qili agreed on a decision.

"That's right, if you are an assassin, no matter who you are, you can't find out."

He had Qili test it, and even if he was in a well-equipped workshop, it was like a void in front of the Assassin.

The modern magician is completely stressful for the Assassin.

.......

Time into the night.

The Qin people were leisurely continuing to prepare the script.

and a professional.

The professional's script is more dramatic than his.

"Oooo You're such a genius! ”

An orange-haired man who looked to be in his thirties and forties, dressed in medieval English-style clothing, paced back and forth in the center of the living room of the room, opened his arms to the Qin people who were sitting on the sofa and leisurely drinking coffee, and shouted to the sky:

"But it's not mature enough, there's not enough drama here, and the expected betrayal isn't a betrayal at all!!"

"Oh? William, how do you think this script should be revised? ”

Qin Ren seriously asked the newly summoned servant for script.

William – that is, William Shakespeare.

The Qin people thought about various servants related to Joan of Arc and Marshal, but it seemed that the best candidate was Shakespeare.

Of course, Shakespeare and Joan of Arc and Marshal are not of the same era, but they are related.

Joan of Arc is French.

And in the Renaissance era in which Shakespeare lived, when the national sentiment in England was at a high level, what would become of France, as a hostile country, to the British?

In Shakespeare's writings, especially in Henry VI, Joan of Arc is a witch who can be a husband, not to mention that he also writes that Joan of Arc is pregnant.

In his work, when Joan of Arc was burned at the stake, Joan of Arc was already pregnant, and was suspected to be of Charles VII or several other generals—

That is, Joan of Arc has a mess with a couple of generals.

Of course, Shakespeare was not the first to write this, and nine times out of ten the literature in England at that time mentioned Joan of Arc.

However, the so-called gun shot the first bird, Shakespeare can't help but be the most famous.

Of course, Shakespeare's greatest strength is not these, but all kinds of works.

In setting up various dramatic plots, the Qin people thought that they were certainly inferior to Shakespeare.

However, although he consulted Shakespeare very seriously, McNellie on the side was very disgusted:

"Mr. Izyr, why can such a man become a Heroic Spirit?"

It was hard for McNarie to comprehend that Mr. Izr had asked her to support the troupe that the man had founded, and he had no idea why, and he was still wondering why Mr. Izr had made such a friend.

Now, she is even more depressed, why can such a person become a heroic spirit?

"Dear Madame Bricissan, I also feel deeply guilty that a character like me is not enough to be called a hero, I am just a creator."

Shakespeare, after an exaggerated sigh, paused, as if brewing emotions, and then he said with some embarrassment:

"You should have paid you the rent for the last time our troupe rented the venue, right?"

"I don't remember." McNelly raised her eyebrows, "There should be, how are you going to repay the interest for these hundreds of years?" ”

"Oh, I Shakespeare can't bear to see the anguish of the lover who can't find his goal."

Shakespeare turned his head directly and looked at Qin Ren with a serious expression, "Master!" Let's move on to Mr. Makiri's theatrical arrangement! I think it could be set up like this-"

Shakespeare seemed to be inspired, and out of nowhere he pulled out a blank book, picked up a quill brush and lined up the letters:

"Add a little plot, the lady A, who was in love with him, was attacked by her own husband and was seriously injured, and Mr. Maki fell into anger because of this, and launched an incomparable charge against her husband, and then she was angrily scolded and spurned by Ms. A——"

"Oooo Just add details slowly! Detail! ”

Listening to his words, the corners of Qin Ren's mouth twitched, why do you like to write tragedies so much, Shakespeare?

Remembering the plot in the original work, Qin Ren raised his eyebrows:

"William, maybe it can be like this, her husband's most trusted disciple betrayed him, saved the dying Mr. Makiri, and then healed him, and cooperated with him to defeat another pair of servants, and without Mr. Makiri's knowledge, the disciple killed the master, and then put the dead body in the church, inducing Mr. Maki to go to the church and touch the dead body, and at the same time, Ms. A appeared and saw Mr. Maki kill her husband with her own eyes."

"Oooooo Izir! Shakespeare cried out the name of the friend, who had not had much contact, "No! master! A wonderful coincidence, with the previous conflict, Ms. A will treat Mr. Maki as a murderer! ”

"And then, Mr. Maki fell into a frenzy and strangled Ms. A?" The Qin people continued their own book-copying behavior.

"The object of salvation is spurned, the faith of the person who is admired is shattered, the person who wants to save cannot be saved, and indulges in illusions in sorrow and pain, and drowns in the delusion of success in salvation....... Oooo Peerless! ”

Shakespeare exclaimed, "What a wonderful play, this is love!" ”

Yes, that's right, warriors of love.

Qin people complained in their hearts.

Listening to Shakespeare's praise, the Qin people finally understood how cool it was to show off the copied books in front of the ignorant, and then be praised by others.

If the praisers were as pompous as Shakespeare, they would float.

Long live the copying stream.

Shakespeare began to write, and the quill left a series of scribbles on the blank book.

And at this time, the Qin people seemed to sense something, and their eyes turned to the direction of the Dongmu Church.

Then, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze turned to Shakespeare:

"Hey, William, would you be interested in hearing the kings and emperors of different eras debating royal ways at banquets?"

"Oh, oh, the kings of different eras? That's really good material! I can't wait! ”

Shakespeare's eyes sparkled:

"It's so much more fun than when you asked me to write a lost myth script about a sandbank."

"...... clearly says that the myths I create are boring, and I have to be straightforward and fast, Shakespeare.

Qin Ren couldn't help but be a little speechless.

But it didn't matter, he didn't expect that the king's wine banquet would come today.

Just right, let berserker pass.

The king's banquet, the chief is also a Persian emperor, although he has lost his reason, he should still be able to participate.