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Chapter 1333: Ah? (Part 1333) [Seeking monthly votes]

"That... I don't know..." With Robert's experience, if he were not still alive, lucky, and powerful, how would the world know his name? Think about it, there are tens of thousands of living beings in this world, and how many people can leave behind trivial details of their lives?
What’s more, it is the name of the only daughter of Luo San’s adoptive parents?

Even her last name was confirmed by Luo San.

Xiahou Yu was curious why his lord had such a question.

"My Lord, have you ever met Luo Zhongshu and Luo Lin?"

Or did these two people leave a deep impression on the lord? Are they important people? Otherwise, how could someone so busy remember their names? Xiahou Yu's eyes were full of sincerity, which made Shen Tang, who was playing a joke, embarrassed.

"No, it's because of Robert and JK Rowling."

Xiahou Yu blinked blankly: "Ah?"

"All in all, it doesn't matter."

How lonely it is to make a meme but no one picks up on it.

Shen Tang skipped this part, but Gu De, who was listening to the whole thing from the side, said uncertainly: "It sounds like the barbarian language of the northwest... Beizhou and Mozhou? When the dean was young, he traveled around the mountains and rivers and passed through Beimozhou. Several remote small tribes spoke such a language. It is said to be their ancient barbarian language. The dean also learned a few words from the old man. What is Afut Nu?"

Considering that her master now dominates the northwest and southwest, and the northern desert occupied by foreign races has also become her territory, some derogatory words about the wild land of foreign races are inappropriate. Shen Tang obviously didn't have his delicate thoughts, and didn't notice his thoughtfulness.

She only noticed the phrase "Aft's anger": "Hey, it really exists? Did the dean tell me the specific location of the small tribe?"

"I don't know about that, but I don't think it exists anymore."

Gu De guessed that he was most likely gone.

"After all, the dean said that year..." He paused here, as if considering a friendlier word, "The two states are poor in resources, and there are wars all year round. The big tribes are fighting and killing each other, and it is difficult for many small tribes to survive in the cracks."

There is a saying that when gods fight, mortals suffer. When large tribes fight, it is often the surrounding small tribes that are destroyed, not to mention the small languages ​​that are only passed down in small tribes and small areas. The first priority is survival, and then inheritance. In the past, the Northern Desert not only had internal competition for population and resources, but also external pressure. For a long time, the Northwest countries used them as experience bags.

When mentioning the dean, Gu De was filled with worry.

"...In fact, during the years when the dean was studying abroad, he collected and sorted out many strange languages ​​and compiled them into a book, hoping to leave behind some fragments of their existence for future generations...It's a pity..." The dean himself was a speck of dust, and the hopes he imagined were even more illusory. All of his manuscripts were destroyed in the fire.

Kangguo unified the Shiwu region of the northern desert. In order to eliminate the barriers between the native and foreign tribes, unify the country, and completely eliminate future hidden dangers, the royal court must force them to learn the elegant language of Kangguo. It is said that even if the ancient barbarian language passed down by ancestors was not lost in wars and diseases, it would naturally disappear over time...

It is not something that can be reversed by human power.

Shen Tang also felt regretful when he heard this: "What a pity."

Gu De nodded in agreement, and said with deep emotion: "It is indeed a pity. The fewer people in the world understand these ancient barbarian languages, the more suitable they are for transmitting military orders and mobilizing troops. The enemy will find it difficult to decipher them."

Isn't this more convenient than racking your brains for encryption methods?
Shen Tang: "..."

They may not be talking about the same point.

From Gu De, we can also see why no one has taken the initiative to use the Word Spirit for production and construction in the troubled times for so many years. Because when people encounter something new, their first reaction is whether this thing can be used for war or to deal with enemies.

Shen Tang patted his arm: "Good!"

Gu De said seriously: "My lord, what do you want?"

Now it was Shen Tang's turn to laugh or not. She couldn't just say that she was just making a joke. She rolled her eyes and came up with an idea: "Yourong's suggestion is very good. I think there are more than one language in the world that is on the verge of being lost. You reminded me that maybe we can recruit talents and look for people who are good at this. It will not only be beneficial to ourselves, but also leave a few words for future generations to let them know that they once existed."

Gu De almost burst into tears when he heard this.

But he held back, and only his slightly red eyes revealed the turmoil in his master's heart at the moment. He said emotionally: "If the dean were still alive, after hearing what the master said, I would definitely take you as my lifelong confidant..."

Doing thankless tasks silently.

I don't seek glory, I just want to leave something for future generations.

The lord really understands the dean!

Shen Tang made more than a dozen fake moves in three seconds, patted Gu De's back of the hand, and said sincerely: "Ah, I regret it too."

Gu De and Xia Houyu are simply social terrorists. They can attract friends from anywhere. The key is that these friends hear that they are endorsing books, and they will come to work with them, even if they bring their families or resign from their official positions. Shen Tang once suspected that they were disguised as succubi, but after tracing the source, he found that the root cause was still in Quqing Academy.

That dean must have a wider network of contacts and make more friends.

It's good in every way, except that I died early.

Shen Tang showed his most gentle and approachable smile, and said calmly: "Yourong and Zikuan have inherited the legacy of the sages, and with you all walking with them, isn't it like joining hands with you, sir? It's a pity, but not that regrettable."

The eye sockets that had just begun to fade were covered with a light mist again.

Gu De's lips trembled, and he didn't know how to start.

Xiahou Yu was also very emotional, and it took him a long time to calm down.

After resting the troops and reorganizing them, I inadvertently heard my colleagues muttering, "The lord has made Yourong so confused that he doesn't know where to go again. I think he can't even walk."

The Rope Dart General said, "I can hardly walk either."

"…Forget about you. You are even worse than Yourong."

Who doesn't know where she came from?

He was born in the northwest, came from a humble background, was a wanderer in the countryside, and was disliked by everyone. By chance, he learned a lot of skills and was going out to make a living. However, he could not tell the directions and could not find his home. He wandered outside and was mistaken for a fool by a kidnapper and sold to an illegal mine.

She wanted to save Lao Hu by herself, but she almost got herself into trouble. After that, she did everything to make a living, such as performing on the street, running errands for teahouses, collecting debts for landlords... and even revenge for others.

As a result, he failed to assassinate his lord but instead became bewitched by him.

The lord spared her life, and she cried and begged for mercy.

Rope Dart General: “…”

Could she tell there was half truth in it?

However, it was true that she was fascinated by her master. Most of the first batch of female warriors in the northwest were from the military, and they were the direct descendants of the king. Almost everyone admired her, including herself. It was a pity that she was a little unlucky. Her elder sister was chosen, and she missed the opportunity. Even so, she was luckier than others. She relied on her talent to enter the martial arts school and learned some basics.

With my sister's care, I can walk safely on this journey.

There are many turtles in shallow water. After living in the rural novice village, she felt that she was capable of competing with the heroes, so she packed her bags and left her hometown.

What happened next was pretty much what my colleagues joked about.

I don't know whether to say she is lucky or unlucky, she can always save her life, but every time she falls into a different pit. Her parents are taken care of by her brothers and sisters, but she can't afford it. She just flies to wherever she wants like a dandelion.

It stumbles along the way and grows as vigorously as weeds by the river.

Until he was convinced by his lord.

How could there be such a calm, elegant and powerful person in the world?

In the past, she often heard her elder sister praise His Majesty the King and General Bai. She yearned for them but could not see their glory. That night, she was defeated by the Lord and realized that the man in front of her could compete with the former two. She was so excited that she wanted to obey him immediately.

Of course—and then finding out it was the same person was doubly gratifying.

See, some fate is destined.

Especially after this battle!
"...What's wrong with not being motivated? Now is the time to be motivated?" When will I be able to be as calm and composed as my lord, catching a swallow with an eagle? After the rope dart general finished speaking, he silently bit the wood handed by the military doctor. When the latter saw her biting it, his strength suddenly increased!

"Uuuuuu——"

The wood blocked her pig-slaughtering screams.

The two legs were flapping like the tail of a stranded fish.

Only when she was sweating profusely did the military doctor pat her neck and back mercifully. "The blood clots have dissolved. Fortunately, your bones are not damaged. You will be fine after half a day of rest. You are a warrior after all. You have a good physique. It's just that your muscles are too stiff. It takes a lot of effort to massage them."

The Rope Dart General spat out a mouthful of wood chips with two "Puh" sounds.

She sat up, turned around and boasted to her colleagues who were gloating: "What do you know? The lord has possessed me!"

Xiahou Yu stumbled.

A colleague whose upper body was wrapped in bandages: "???"

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"Up, up, up? You you you you——"

Colleagues were so excited that they wanted to crawl closer to her to find out what was going on. Their expressions were filled with fear, horror, surprise, and panic...

The Rope Dart General sat up straight and let the military doctor bandage him: "Why are you stuttering? What happened to you getting on top of me? Oh, right, you've never been on top of me, so you don't know... Anyway, in the future, there will be a seat for me in the 20th rank of Chehou! Remember to call me mother in the future!"

The opportunity has been knocked on her head, she doesn't believe that she doesn't have this luck. As long as she is lucky and lives long enough, her cultivation will always improve, and sooner or later she will be able to outlast her opponent! If she can't beat him, can she still survive?
"You're both my father and my mother, please be more polite."

How did you survive with such a bad mouth?

"I haven't even mentioned shit, piss and fart yet." She was a person who had fought her way out of the black mines and had dealt with all kinds of people. She couldn't expect her to be as polite and elegant as the military advisors, spouting all kinds of nonsense.

My colleague muttered, "Why haven't I been fucked?"

"You and my lord are not the same as each other..."

Xia Houyu: "..."

It would be disrespectful to listen any further.

He pretended to clear his throat and coughed twice, and the two of them looked at him.

Xiahou Yu inexplicably felt that the colleague and classmate next to him looked a bit like a little bird. It is said that people should sing less in the military camp, because if they are too close, it is easy to cause trouble.

"Zi Kuan?"

"military adviser?"

Xiahou Yu suppressed his trembling fingers. He was always calm and composed, but for a moment he was at a loss for words. After a long while, he managed to utter a few words of warning: "Just now... my lord... to protect my lord's reputation, how can such a private matter be discussed in public?"

He knew that the relationship between the monarch and his subjects was sometimes not so innocent.

Otherwise, where does the love between Longyang and Duanxiu come from?
Whether the lord is a man or a woman, the superior has absolute control over the resources of the inferior. This is a privilege granted by power and position, regardless of gender. However, Xiahou Yu never thought that such a thing would happen in his career.

My Lord, these years——

He was respectful to the wise and humble, and friendly and kind to his ministers.

This kind of private matter between the emperor and his subjects is really damaging to his reputation!
Rope Dart General: “…Ah?”

Xiahou Yu wanted to save the situation and looked at his classmate: "You... my lord is devoted and should not be delayed by personal feelings!"

I can't solve the problem of the lord, but I can solve the problems of others!
The two had been classmates for many years, and his colleague subtly understood what he meant: "So, Zikuan wants me to cut some meat to feed the eagle?"

"Why not?"

"We started with love, ended with pleasure, and ended with our bodies. In short, everything here... is hard to describe in a few words."

Only the rope dart general was confused: "What are you two talking about?"

"They say the relationship between the three of us is too messy."

Rope Dart General: "No, isn't it just the two of us?"

Where did the third person come from?
She glanced at the other person suspiciously, then looked down.

Then he looked at Xiahou Yu again.

Xia Houyu: "..."

People will suddenly laugh when they are extremely speechless.

Xiahou Yu was deeply touched by this.

Lin Feng had the same feeling.

Qu State is not Kang State, and the two have completely different political ethos.

It may also be because Lin Feng started from a high point, had a strong backer, and was very capable, which allowed her to thrive in the court. Except for a few important ministers and elders, she did not need to lower her posture to anyone. When it came to political affairs, most people would accommodate her.

Lin Feng occasionally heard people talking behind his back.

As for her status today, except for the future Crown Princess/Crown Prince who has not yet appeared, she is the number one person of this generation.

[…Even if there is a crown prince, he may not be able to suppress her.]

It seems that she is seen as a powerful official who will stir up trouble in the future.

If she were an ordinary person, she might really be satisfied and immersed in the flattery from the outside world, but Lin Feng just felt that someone was flattering her to death.

For ordinary people, a dozen or twenty years can be called a generation, but as long as a scholar with a good mind or a warrior with a brave mind can survive the period when premature death is most likely, grow and accumulate experience smoothly, and the external situation is stable, their lifespan will not be too short.

How could she, a powerful official who could cover the sky with one hand, get the chance?
Others said she was modest and prudent, as if she had mastered the essence of non-competition, and she just smiled. Lin Feng knew that as long as she didn't make any mistakes, she would be able to stand firm, and her mentality would naturally be stable.

This peace was shattered when he met Zhai Le's daughter.

The other party was the first crown prince she had ever met.

When Zhai Le threw the man over, Lin Feng was not very happy: [After all, he is the crown prince of an ally. If he neglects him, it will hurt the diplomatic relations between the two countries... Besides, the crown prince has a great scholar by his side who teaches him carefully every day. What if he learns bad things from me? ]

Lin Feng was born in an aristocratic family, but she grew up with Chu Yao and followed Shen Tang around all year round. She learned the rules of the aristocratic family later. Most of the time, she can do everything, but occasionally she will behave like a child from a less aristocratic family...

Yu Hai said: [Your Highness is too modest. If you could learn a little from your Highness, as a father, Your Highness would probably cry with joy.]

Lin Feng got an even bigger headache after hearing this.

Could it be that Zhai Le’s daughter is a troublemaker?
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