Hearing Yiwen Ian's words, Edishir pondered for a moment: "Assistant officer..."
"You're not afraid of me..." Adeshil gestured for a moment, as if thinking about how to define it, "...make trouble?"
"Then you have to gain my trust and have enough abilities." Yiwen Ian spread his hands lightly.
"...Isn't what you like my abilities?" Adesh's eyes began to float a little.
Aofeta put the tray on the table and placed two cups of steaming herbal tea in front of the two.
Yiwen Ian subconsciously brought the teacup to his eyes, took a sip, and thought about how to explain.
"Well...why? I really don't doubt the power of the Dragon Ge clan's secret imperial skills that have been passed down for thousands of years, but now Nanling under my rule...oh sorry..." Yiwen Ian accidentally let out a joke.
"No, it's okay, please continue." Adeshel gently sucked the teacup, then raised it to Yiwen Ian and said slightly, "Please use Nanling's statement."
Yiwen Ian looked at Edishil's expression without any strangeness and couldn't help but touch his chin gently: "Well, in short, as you can see, the systems and governance methods used in Nanling are different from the Nanling royal family and the existing regulations of the empire. If you want to govern the current Nanling, it is not enough to just have the old imperial skills. You must learn new political and financial knowledge from me."
"Well..." Adesh put down his teacup, closed his eyes, and nodded, "Indeed, you must have issued so many government orders to benefit the people and livelihoods, that is, you can create the Nanling today. "
"So what price should I pay if this happens?" Edishil nodded gently, and was not confused by Yiwen Ian's words. "Please don't use things like the assistant officer to vague me. I know very well that this is the same as the learning you ask for, and it is something that only benefits me."
"I think government affairs are annoying." Yiwen Ian smiled lightly, and then he looked correct. "Before I talk about this question, can I ask you why you recognize the words on the manuscript? I have offered rewards for those things in the territory for a long time, but I have not found anyone who really understands them, and I have never even known their origin."
"This is normal." Adesh nodded softly, with a slightly sad expression. "The whole Nanling will not have more than one hand if you can still recognize such words."
"You can't say this is Dragon Word..." Yiwen Ian couldn't help but twitch slightly. Nanling is a multi-ethnic country. Almost every immortal species has its own unique culture, and there are more than ten languages. The Dragon Ge clan is said to be a great name for "Dragon Word" originating from the Dragon God contract, and is also famous. As a time traveler, Yiwen Ian will have a strange feeling about this name.
However, as an indigenous person, Adeshil probably will never be able to understand the exact meaning of the adjective "Thunder" in her life. At this moment, there was only a faint pride in her tone, "No, but it's not far away."
"This is a secret language of the palace. Only the palace mages and the dragon song royal family understands. It is a code language with practical significance that is re-compiled based on the dragon language and the Dorn Rune." As he said, Edishir couldn't help but feel admiring in his tone. "However, learning this language requires a high degree of creation of the dragon language and the Dorn Rune, and the learning process is even more long. I barely stayed at the stage of being able to understand. The person who wrote this thing is very powerful. He almost read the palace secret language and directly used it as a writing language. There was no translation process at all. This can only be done by a court mage who has been studying for more than 30 years."
"It takes thirty years from learning to understanding..." Yiwen Ian was speechless, and she was so terrible about time... "With this leisure, can't you do more practical things... I'm so idle..."
If all the immortal seeds were wasted their extremely luxurious time on things like this, Yiwen Ian could understand why they were defeated by the empire ruled by the short-lived seeds.
Yiwen Ian nodded: "Okay, in fact, just like the manuscripts you compiled by Ai Desir just now, our Ian family, as foreign rulers, cannot achieve good integration of the various customs and customs retained in the Nanling local area, even if they have been ruled by three generations. The complex ruling methods that you are used to in the immortal species are completely inapplicable to our short-lived species. Sometimes, just like these manuscripts, I also feel that it will be much more convenient to have an indigenous assistant officer who takes into account the customs of the Nanling and the government affairs of the imperial government. So if you hate me, even if you refuse, I can't give you a small possibility of assisting officials seeking power and becoming a throne--and to be honest, it is really troublesome to say government affairs. Drinking tea with your mother and Ili'er, and being a female relative of the Duke's Mansion may be a good choice for you."
"..." Adeshel took a sip of herbal tea gently, and the fragrance of the silver rose petals spread lightly between her taste buds. This rich and refreshing fragrance was really fascinating.
Putting down the teacup, Adeshel folded his hands on the hem of the skirt, and her long princess sleeves covered her small palms, leaving only her ten fingers like jade and pink nails exposed outside.
She looked at Yiwen Ian, and the golden pupils appeared with extremely serious eyes: "But that would be of no benefit to Nanling and the people of Nanling, right?"
"As the royal family of Nanling, my true mission is to worry about the people and worry about the people. Even now that I have been declining, please allow me to petition for the old people of Nanling."
Edishil lowered his head deeply. In her memory, his father, the short-lived species representing the Dragon Ge clan, never lowered his high head in front of anyone. Even when facing the Silver Rose Army facing the army, he was stabbed to death by Feldnan on the throne, he held his head high.
Because what he represents is not only himself, but also the pride and dignity of the entire Nanling and Longge royal family.
However, the glory of the Dragon Song royal family has disappeared with the wind. In front of the wheel of fate, neither the immortal seed nor the short life seed can escape the change of glory in the world.
The heads of the True Dragon Clan did not lower their heads when the Silver Rose Marquis slashed the King of Nanling a century ago, forty years ago, when the troops arrived at Xinlongge City, and even a few months ago, when Ulysses died, still did not lower their heads when he died.
But when Long Ge was only one person left, when Long Ge was no longer the emperor of Nanling, when Adesh, who realized this, only wanted to be the last descendant of Long Ge and lead the people of Nanling to a peaceful future without war, it finally fell down.
Under the cover of long dark golden hair, a crystal drop of tears fell from the air and slid into the teacup, giving off a faint smell of salt. However, when Edishil raised his head again, no one noticed the strangeness at all.
Father, you are still wrong after all... As a "true dragon", as long as I live in this world, I will never be able to be "free"...