Yu Siqi, who returned to the room, felt the warm sunlight, lazily pulled out a book with a dark purple book cover from under the pillow, and turned it to the first page. The book, "Blasphemy and Redemption," is a story written by the Latin Siani scholar Bidos after the fall of his country, and Fr. Ann says it is a particularly interesting book. After the fall of the state, the author Bidos initially harbored the same pride and prejudice as most of the people, blaming the emperor himself for the collapse of the state. But when he actually met the emperor and walked with him, he got a different opinion. So you can see two extreme narrative techniques in this book, which is a very, very rare thing.

What kind of experience can completely transform a guy who has become ingrained in a certain concept is why our readers need to understand and think deeply.

I read along the first line of text on the title page, which was a relatively dry and difficult to understand ancient Lamusiani script, and Yu Siqi, a novice who had become a monk halfway, could only barely understand it. Fortunately, Father Ann seemed to have been prepared, and he actually wrote a note in delicate pen font next to this passage. So he began to read:

In the year 177 of the Anno calendar, a lot happened in this year, both good and bad. To this day, I can't tell how much this happened to me and how much it has changed my future. But I think that as a third-rate recorder who was removed from the Royal Academy, I still decided to devote myself to writing literature after I was dismissed. It's my hobby, after all, and it's the only thing I'm good at.

If it hadn't been for the riots at the end of the year, I think I might still be working as a copywriter at the magazine office on Niort Street. At first, there were only a few not-so-conspicuous demonstrations in a few remote areas in the south, and then they spread to the east, west, and finally to the imperial capital. The purpose of the march was simple, to oppose the 927th ban, which was enacted at the beginning of the year. The ban is about not allowing unofficial persons to buy, sell, trade and use cobalt sapphire diamonds without official permission.

To be fair, I personally think this is a bit extreme, both on the side of the protest and on the side of the order. Because as Lamensiani, we have been using cobalt sapphire diamonds for tens of thousands of years since our ancestors were founded. And now the group of guys in the palace are trying to restrict the people's right to use it, which will obviously cause public anger and discomfort.

At this point, people who may read my clumsy book in a few years will not understand what kind of existence the cobalt sapphire diamond is, so I will explain it a little here. Many years before I was born, it became an essential part of the daily life of the Lamino people, whether you are traveling, medical care, or diet, the cobalt sapphire diamond can help you in different ways. This is the wisdom that our ancestors unearthed, and it is a gift that no one should take away from us. It's hard for me to evaluate such a fetish in terms of a single effect, but I think maybe the word 'energy' would be more appropriate here.

Sorry, I seem to be a little off topic and distracted.

It has probably only been less than half a year since the march turned into a regular civil war, and it is hard to imagine that the usually lazy Lamentianis would be so active and motivated at this time. The flames of war soon spread to my city, Xinyan, and I was unprepared for the loss of my wife and daughter, as well as my home.

We were forced to become part of the rebels because of the capture of the city, but we were abandoned on their march because of my own lack of combat skills.

As a literati who was not born to be good at force, this may be a good start. With the grief of my wife and daughter and the sorrow of leaving my homeland, I began to follow a group of displaced people from place to place around the country, looking for a place to live.

However, everywhere you go, there is gunsmoke and war, and the corpses and polluted environment all over the mountains have turned that once beautiful home into a purgatory on earth.

For a time I hated the man who sat on the throne, and I hated his ignorance and unscrupulous scheming for causing all this trouble. For another time, I poured out my anger on the gang of people who had mutilated my wife and daughter, and with the help of the cobalt sapphire diamonds I had collected over the years, I sneaked back into Xinluo and snuffed them out of my dreams with the spell I had overheard from the convoy of homeless people.

The belated revenge did not satisfy me, but my heart began to grow more empty because of the desire for that terrible power.

In the year 179 of the Wild West, I exiled myself in the Wild West to curb my thirst for the Cobalt Sapphire diamond, and that was the only thing I could do now. Over the course of the year, I've met a lot of people who don't want to talk about their past, and I've heard a lot of rumors about cobalt sapphire diamonds.

It was also in this year that the imperial capital officially fell, and the young emperor began to flee with his remaining dependents.

In the autumn of 181, while fetching water from under the glacier, we found a man covered in scars, and after a few brief rescues, he hurried away without even thanking us.

He should be thanked for his early departure, because shortly after his departure our camp was surrounded by the group of people who called themselves the new government.

They didn't treat us as people like people at all, and they took away all the people younger than me, even the babies, like picking animals.

It's a painful blow to all of us, but what can I do?

I guess I wrote these stories into a book to commemorate their existence, but that's all.

In the first year of the new calendar, we had to migrate inland because of the melting glaciers. This year, I met the emperor himself, or rather the man who called himself emperor. Because at first everyone thought that guy was just a crazy guy with a lot of nonsense. But after in-depth contact, I found that he probably has much more knowledge and wisdom than all of us in the hundreds combined.

Unlike what he imagined, the emperor himself was a handsome guy who was very talkative. He wasn't prejudiced because of our status as an underdog, on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy living with us. Of course, I can't deny that after so many years of the fall of his dynasty, he, who only has the title of emperor, can still do the great president of the new government.

During the time we lived together, I asked him a lot of questions, most of which went unanswered.

The only thing about the ban on cobalt sapphire diamonds was that he looked me in the eye and said, "Do you really think that's a 'gift'?" ”

I sensed that he might have seen through everything about me, including my dusty memories. Yes, after all these years, the remorse for the brutal killing still haunts me.

When I asked him why he didn't reclaim his throne, he said that if he wanted to regain what he had lost, he had to use the cobalt sapphire diamond, which he least wanted to touch, so why would he risk losing his country in the first place to issue that ban?

Looking at the desolate rivers and mountains, I don't know what kind of mood to use to evaluate such an emperor. But when I learned that he was about to set out to find a new home for his people, I felt that perhaps we 'mortals' were wrong.

The long title page was Yu Siqi's first thought after reading, and then he turned to the second page of the book and began to read. Because judging by the length of the title page, it may take him a long time to finish the book.

Just as he was about to begin to read the text, Father Ann pushed open the door, closed it softly and said, "I am a little embarrassed to see you so diligent. ”

"How?" Yu Siqi closed the book and asked.

"I haven't been practicing the score that Ah Zhe wrote for me recently, so don't say that to anyone else." Father Ann admonished.

"Of course, is there something wrong? Or are you going to teach me something before lunch? Yu Siqi said.

"I'm not going to teach you anything more until I'm done with this book." Father Ann looked at him with sincere eyes and said, "But I want to talk to you privately. ”

"Yes," Yu Siqi tucked the book back under his pillow and said, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Father Ann smiled and said, "What do you think of Bao Congxin, who came yesterday?" ”

"Why did the priest ask me this question, reasonable... Father, don't you know him better than I do? After all, it's only the first time I've seen him! Yu Siqi was a little surprised.

"Because I've known him for a long time, many of my ideas and perceptions have become ingrained, and he knows how to deceive my senses." Father An looked at Yu Siqi with a very serious expression and said, "You are different, you are both meeting each other for the first time, and he doesn't know how to disguise before he finds out your details." ”

"Well, I hate the smell of him and the woman." Yu Siqi said directly.

"Smell?" Father Ann nodded thoughtfully and said, "I see. You've helped me a lot! ”

"That's the best," Mr. Yu said.

"And one more request," said Father Ann with a calm face, "that you will go to work at the institution next Monday." ”

"Why?" Yu Siqi was so surprised that he accidentally shouted out.

"Since Bao Congxin is so interested in you, maybe this is an opportunity." Father Ann took the doorknob and said, "I won't disturb you to continue reading, I'll have Bobosha bring it over for lunch." ”

"Yes, Father." Yu Siqi picked up the book again, got rid of distractions and began to read.