As he spoke, the city lord of Changchun City arched his hand towards the northwest, and his attitude was very respectful, as if the emperor was not far away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The man is warlike, and when he hears that the Pig's army is imposing, he is also honored to settle in the Pig's Empire.

However, the more Cang Shilan listened, the more confused he became, and asked: "We went to recover the Red Clay Plateau, and we also won the battle, forcing the enemy to sign the alliance under the city, why are we still bounded by the White Snow Plain? According to what you just said, the Red Clay Plateau should be outside the White Snow Plain, and this equal treaty seems to have shrunk the territory of our Pitge Empire?"

The city lord of Changchun City was asked by Cang Shilan, stunned for a moment, and said in a squeaky voice: "The Red Clay Plateau and the White Snow Plain are all wastelands, and there is no grass, and outside the Green Great Wall, some people in China have already proposed to give up. His Majesty the Emperor's recapture of the Snow Plain is already comparable to the merits of the previous emperors...... Hey, don't worry about the details. ”

Cang Shilan had no choice but to nod in agreement, but in her heart, it seemed that it was not necessarily a glorious thing to become a Pig national.

The city lord of Changchun City continued with reverence: "His Majesty the Emperor is not satisfied with such achievements in martial arts, and has also decided to innovate and make breakthroughs in cultural governance. What is it to govern the empire without leaving any stone behind and not closing the door at night, His Majesty the Emperor intends to compile a masterpiece of the emperor "The Great Book of Pigs", which has never been seen before or since. ”

Cang Shilan was completely speechless, and a foot-thick copy of the "Pigg Law" disturbed the merchants and people of the Pigg Empire, the clothes were divided, and women had to wipe their faces with mud when they entered the city.

Another imperial tome, the Pige Empire is not restless - no, maybe even chickens and dogs.

Cang Shilan is ready to tear a tear of sympathy for the future residents of the Pigg Empire - but fortunately, he is not a Pig, he is a foreigner, and he has supra-national treatment.

Seeing Cang Shilan's wonderful expression, the city lord of Changchun City knew that he was wrong, and hurriedly explained: "The so-called "Pige Dictionary" is to collect the books of the entire Pige Empire from ancient times to the present, classify them, index them, and finally put them into print, so as to preserve the books as much as possible. From ancient times to the present, there are many rare and rare books that have been treasured in private hands, and they have been bitten by insects and rats due to poor storage, and finally disappeared into the world, which is a regrettable thing. When His Majesty thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, now is a peaceful and prosperous era, and the national strength is abundant, and it is a good time to repair the book. ”

Cang Shilan praised sincerely: "Books preserve solidified wisdom and are the foundation of civilization inheritance. His Majesty the Emperor has done this, which is really a merit for the present and a benefit for the future. ”

The city lord of Changchun City nodded approvingly, and said, "This middle-aged scholar should be the one who donated the book, you say, can he sell this book?"

Cang Shilan flipped off the giant pig, took a deep look at the middle-aged scholar, and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood my brother." ”

A middle-aged scholar treasures a cart of books, and he must be a book lover. But when the country needed it, he did not hesitate to donate it, and this open-mindedness is really admirable.

The middle-aged scholar didn't speak, and stretched out his hand in front of Cang Shilan.

Cang Shiyan took out a book from his pocket, which was "One Hundred Years of Death and Prosperity".

The middle-aged scholar took the book, carefully put it back in the car, and stretched out his hand to Cang Shilan.

Cang Shilan reluctantly took out another book, which was "The Imperial Sun".

The city lord of Changchun smiled: "Mr. Cang, you seem to like reading very much?"

"Yes, everywhere I go, I will search for local books. Cang Shilan bragged without blushing, "Through reading, I can understand the local folk customs and customs, and understand the local taboos and avoidances, which can save a lot of trouble." Alas, it's a pity that there are no books to read in Changchun City. ”

"Who says no?" The middle-aged scribe interjected, "My Changchun City is full of culture, there are bookstores everywhere, and there are bookstores everywhere, you just have to buy it." It's a pity that I can't accompany you because I want to deliver books. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged scribe struggled to pull up the cart.

Because of Cang Shilan's misunderstanding, the middle-aged scribe was whipped twice, and Cang Shilan felt a little sorry in his heart. At this moment, seeing that he was struggling to pull, he wanted to help.

The middle-aged scribe resigned.

Cang Shilan couldn't help but say, and put the cart on the tusked giant pig.

Cang Shilan turned over the pig, smiled apologetically at the city lord of Changchun City, and said, "Lord City Lord, I want to accompany him to deliver books, you go first, and I will follow." ”

The city lord of Changchun City laughed and said: "Sending books for thousands of miles is also a good talk, how can I, as the lord of a city, not go?

The group went straight to the compilation office of the "Pige Canon".

The compilation office of the "Pige Canon" is located next door to the City Lord's Mansion, and the appearance is not luxurious, but the inside is winding and secluded, and there is no cave.

The staff of the compilation office are all Pigs, but they are not half arrogant, but very enthusiastic.

They greeted them from afar, invited them into the house to watch, and poured each of them a bowl of cool well water.

It was the height of summer, everyone walked hot and thirsty, and when they saw that the well water was cool, they felt comfortable before they drank it.

Cang Shilan looked around but didn't see a word, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Isn't this the compilation office of the "Pige Canon", why haven't you even seen a book?"

Cang Shilan was accompanied by the city lord of Changchun City, and was regarded as a distinguished guest, and was personally received by the director.

In the face of doubts, the director of the Pigg tribe was not a little impatient, and said with a smile: "This gentleman doesn't know that there are more than 20,000 large and small cities in the whole territory of Pig, and each city has a compilation office of the "Pig's Canon". We, the compilation institutes, were only responsible for the basic work of the Pic Canon, that is, collecting and transporting the classics, while the archiving, cataloguing, and proofreading work was done by the General Compilation Office of the Pyg Canon in the imperial capital of Pigria. The chief writer was Hubert, the prime minister of the dynasty. So we don't have a collection of books here, but a porter of them. Sir arrived at a bad time, and yesterday we had just transported all kinds of books we had collected in five fanged boar carts. ”

Cang Shilan looked at the huge and empty treasury and sighed, "You have worked hard. ”

The director sighed and said, "Who says it's not? I haven't been home for five years since this unlucky messenger at the stall, and I don't know if my son recognizes me as a son." ”

The two chatted for a while, and Cang Shilan understood the scale and content of the "Pig's Canon" more clearly, and couldn't wait to see the whole picture of the "Pig's Canon".

At this moment, the two heard what appeared to be an argument between the staff member and the middle-aged scribe.

I saw the middle-aged scribe shaking his head vigorously, while the staff pressed forward step by step.

The director hurriedly said to Cang Shilan that he was not accompanied, and walked to the two of them in three steps and two steps.

The director did not ask about the ins and outs of the matter, but first bowed deeply to the middle-aged scribe, and then criticized the staff with a sharp face: "I told you a long time ago, the "Pige Canon" is a systematic project for the benefit of thousands of generations, and it takes 120,000 patience and care to compile it. To enter the compilation office of "Pig's Dictionary" is to throw away the boring sense of superiority, treat each other as equals, and serve well. Bibliophiles love books, and some are willing to lose their lives rather than give up their collections. Now, as soon as the country calls, they immediately dedicate their treasured books to the country, what a touching dedication. If you treat book donors like this, can you still compile the "Pige Canon......"

The director's tone became more and more serious.

The middle-aged scribe couldn't stand still, and hurriedly explained: "This staff member didn't snub me. Here's the thing, I donated books just to make some modest contribution to the compilation of the Pig's Canon, and I didn't have the intention of making a name for myself or making a profit. The staff member asked me to leave my name, address, and said that he would give me a large bonus, which was contrary to my ideas, so the two of us argued about it. ”

Cang Shilan and the city lord of Changchun City nodded together, the middle-aged scribe was really high-spirited, did good deeds without leaving a name, and had a gentleman's demeanor.

The director said solemnly to the middle-aged scribe, "I'm going to say two words to you." You think this is a gentleman's doing, but you don't realize that your actions are undermining the compilation of the Pigs. At that time, the Elven Empire had an order that if anyone found that an Elf had become a slave in a foreign country and brought him back to China, he could get double the bonus. Once, someone ransomed a slave who had been exiled in a foreign country without asking for a bonus, and the elven sage said, "You are wrong!" Receiving compensation from the state will not damage your character, but if you do not receive compensation, there will be no one in the elven empire to redeem your own compatriots who have died. What is the difference between your behavior today and those who were unwilling to receive the national bounty?"