Knowing that it was impossible for him to move the old man in front of him, Le Yu stood up. He glanced at his desk and suddenly found something: "What kind of newspaper is this?" ”

"Huh?" Zhu Yan glanced at it: "The battle report, issued by the Statistics Department...... Don't you usually read newspapers? ”

I usually only watch the 'Humorous Moments' column...... Le Yu picked it up and took a look, and found that it was full of the movements of the troops in various districts, and 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 there is not even a map.

"War reports can be received in the white box, and there is basically no sale outside, and the Statistics Department will only send them to specific institutions." Zhu Yan said: "If you want to see it, you can take it, just remember to return it to the white box." ”

"No, I'll just take a look."

Le Yu looked at Dongyang's information first, and his eyes were blinded.

The war report is divided into two sections: one is the report of the local spy personnel, and the spy personnel report a brief message every five days, all of which are combined into the report of the month, in which these spy personnel are basically local heroes; The other paragraph is the summary of the Statistics Division.

Hence the paragraph:

On the sixth day of November, the weak and ignorant rabble was blocked in Cihu Village.

On November 11, the mob of burning, killing and looting marched to Diping Pass.

On November 16, the rebels besieged Midsummer.

On November 22, Huyan Siluo's army occupied the Tianying Gate.

On November 29, the elite army of Wanghai Palace captured Kingdee County.

"The Statistics Division commented: they almost did not resist and surrendered directly."

Because the text message cannot be changed after it is reported, there are many such large-scale embarrassing links in the war report, which is surprising to watch.

In this way, Bai Ye should have recovered the entire territory of Dongyang, before Qinglan said that she planned to come to Yanjing as long as the road was safe, and now there is no good reason to refuse her......

After reading Dongyang, Leyu turned to the version of Morrowind. 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 when he was......

"Lan Yan led the Linhai Navy into the Azure Zone to conduct a joint military exercise with the Blood Source Army."

"The Statistics Division's assessment: there must be something strange about this matter."

Joint military exercises? Good familiar excuses.

Waiting for Le Yu to put down the battle report and prepare to leave, Zhu Yan suddenly remembered something at this time: "By the way, the incident you commissioned me to investigate before." ”

Le Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Holy Sword Radiance? Did you find out the results? ”

"Nope."

"Then why are you mentioning this?"

"Since I agreed, I have to report back to you." Zhu Yan said: "In fact, I have searched all the classics, records, and history books in the past two months, even if I am given more time, there will be no more results." ”

"The thing you said about 'canceling the Holy Sword in the air' has never happened in history." The old man sighed: "I don't know how Qin Xiao investigated it back then...... It's as impractical as asking me to investigate this kind of information as if I were digging water out of the air. ”

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Don't rush to say thank you just yet." Zhu Yan took out a book from the drawer: "Since the request is unrealistic, I can only investigate through unrealistic means - the method of canceling the empty suspension of the holy sword, I can only find some clues in this book." ”

Seeing this familiar book, Le Yu suddenly fell silent.

It is the first dragon proud astronomy - "Gaozu Chronicle"

He sighed and said, "To be honest, I have also read "Gaozu Chronicle" more than a dozen times. I don't remember anything like that in it. ”

"Yes." Zhu Yan flipped to one of the pages: "Look at the paragraph I marked. ”

「…… Yu is righteous and subtentive, it is a dream and psychic, and the brilliance of the ornament is beautiful, but the hearts of the people and the glory of the saint ......"

Le Yu blinked and looked at Zhu Yan, who looked at him expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, I'm watching the modern version for teenagers, and I can't understand this ancient text."

Zhuyan was silent for a moment: "You have time to go to Teacher Wei's ancient literature class." ”

"The general translation of this passage is, 'I have devoted myself to my cultivation because of righteousness, and I have understood everything in my dreams, and the splendor of the holy sword is only a superfluous decoration for me, and the desire of the people and the followers of the saints is the direction of my efforts.'" The version you see should be translated like this. ”

But 'of' is rarely used to point to 'me' and more to 'him'. And this passage is Gao Zu's description of the brilliance of the holy sword, if the word "zhi" is translated as "he", then it becomes "the brilliance is only a superfluous decoration for the holy sword, and the hearts of the people and the saints are the essence of the holy sword". ”

Leyu: "I still don't understand, you might as well just say the conclusion." ”

"The way to cancel the empty suspension of the holy sword may be the hearts 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: the people's heart? Does he want to gather the hearts of the people and improve the satisfaction of the people? That's going to have to add a civilization series system to him, and the stars set can do it too.

Sage? Where to find a saint to sacrifice? And isn't saint an honorary title, can he still be transferred?

"No matter what, it's all hard work to cast a teacher."

Le Yu thanked respectfully, closed the door and left.

Zhu Yan went over to lock the door, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, took out a flint and flint and lit it, and choked and coughed again and again after taking a puff.

"I still don't understand, what the hell does this mean......" he shook his head, shook off the ashes of his cigarette, and then took it over and opened the balcony door and threw the cigarette into the brazier.

"Happy birthday."

……

……

When he came to the sunny Vientiane Forest, Le Yu saw that only Shi Wen was boxing today, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What about Laiya?" ”

Shi Wen said honestly: "She seems to have finally figured out a way to make the dessert that the curator wants to eat, and she has been tinkering with it all day long, and now she will go and bring the dessert to the curator first." ”

"What about you?" Leyu sat down and asked, "The curator takes care of you two so much, don't you have anything to say?" ”

After getting along for a while, Leyu also found that the director of the White Box Library took good care of the two disabled people, so Shi Wen didn't mention it, and directly arranged a position for him with more money and less trouble; Although Laiya helps in the canteen, he often names Laiya to make desserts, which also faintly indicates that Laiya is backstage him, and the people in the back kitchen of the canteen will naturally not be embarrassed by Laiya.

After all, the curator is surnamed tea.

"Hmph, whoever bullies him in the future, I'll just help him fight back!" Shi Wen said arrogantly.

"And what if no one bullies him?"

"That means everyone respects him because they're afraid of me."

"Very well, Squire!" Le Yu praised: "You have done your best to be a true teacher!" ”

"Really!?" Shi Wen, a teenager, was immediately excited by the praise.

"Really!" Le Yu pulled out his belt: "You are already more shameless than me!" Seeing you so shameless, I have a little itchy hands, it just so happens that Laiya is not here, today we will play some fresh ......"

……

……

White box, curator's office.

"Curator, how's it going!?" Laiya asked confidently.

I saw Cha Shiyin holding a small saucer, and there was a pagoda-shaped egg-yolk dessert on the small plate, and as soon as Cha Shiyin dug it with a spoon, the pagoda shook 'DuangDuang'. He closed his eyes and took a bite, then put the plate down.

Hearing the sound, Laiya was a little disappointed: "Still can't it?" I think it's pretty close to the kind of dessert you described, curator......"

"Nope."

Cha Shiyin smiled: "This is the dessert I used to eat. Laiya, thank you, I really haven't tasted this taste again, this texture for a long time. When I was a child, my eldest brother invited me to eat this dessert on my birthday, and I will never forget the taste for the rest of my life. ”

"Great!" Laiya said excitedly: "Curator, can I make this dessert in the canteen?" I think everyone should know about such a delicious thing. ”

"Absolutely."

"And what's the name of this dessert?"

"Name?" Cha Shiyin blinked: "I want to think about it, because it's really been a long time...... Well, I think it's better for you to come up with another name, its original name is weird. ”

Laiya: "What's that original name?" ”

"Pudding."

“…… It's really weird, there's no cloth, and it's not ding. ”

"Right." Cha Shiyin smiled: "You can come up with another name for yourself, such as milk eggs and the like." Or you can name it after yourself, and you'll be in history. ”

"Even if it can really go down in history, it should be you, the curator, who made this dessert according to your description." Laiya said modestly.

"Come on, I'm not interested in going down in history." Cha Shiyin said: "Speaking of which, don't you have to go to class in the afternoon?" ”

"Ahh Then I'm going to class! Laiya hurriedly left: "Goodbye, curator!" ”

Cha Shiyin took a bite and ate the dessert slowly. He closed his eyes, savored the sweetness and milkiness of his tongue, and exhaled a long breath.

"Sure enough, only eating this can I feel like a birthday." He muttered softly, "Happy birthday to me." ”