Thick dark clouds squeezed the sky, covering up the hint of dark red at the beginning of dawn. They were as heavy as if they were about to fall, and were so oppressive that the whole world seemed silent.
The indifferent wind shuttled fiercely, leaving people's exclamations behind. The weak flowers and grass had already shuddered to the ground. It was the storm that was about to come, and the wind filled the building!
Shu Li looked away and said to Shi Lan, "[Shushan] has become the past, now it is [Shushan County], let's improve it."
Although Shi Lan was confused about the meaning of Shu Li's last words, she also knew that Shu Li probably wanted her to understand that she shouldn't regret what has passed away. At least it was still there in general, just with a different name.
Of course, it can also be regarded as Shu Li's warning to Shi Lan: obey the arrangements of Da Qin, otherwise, you will be a special group!
So Shi Lan nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Please, elder." Shuli said to an old man behind Shi Lan, who was Elder Jingmu who was about to follow Shuli to the [Jinghu Medical Village].
Shi Lan turned around and nodded to Jingmu, before Jingmu set off for the carriage.
As an ancient tribe with thousands of years of inheritance, most people in Shushan are full of pride and always believe that their bloodline and inheritance are superior to the outside world.
Jing Mu was also considered a typical example.
But relatively speaking, because of his status, he knows a lot about the outside world, and as he gets older, he no longer cares much about these misty things in Wuhu.
Shu Li glanced at her carriage, but the driver was not Qing He. Qing He was sent out by her to deliver a message.
"Please take good care of the elders." Shi Lan finally asked.
After boarding the carriage, Shuli turned around and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of him even if you don't tell me."
Shi Lan took a few steps back and then watched the convoy heading out of the city.
As for Ying Zheng, he is now sleeping soundly after happily drinking the concentration soup Shu Li prepared for him.
Last night Ying Zheng spent almost the whole night discussing state affairs with Lu Buwei, Cai Ze and others until dawn. After the ministers retired, Ying Zheng began to review government affairs again.
If Shu Li hadn't sent him the Ningshen Soup, Ying Zheng would have planned to stay up all night and fight all night.
inside the carriage
Shu Li was looking at the scroll in her hand, which was about the relevant information that Wang Ye had used the [Net] to find in the past.
"Bai Qi?"
"Little girl, why can't I understand your words?"
Shu Li was interrupted by Chi You. After putting down the scroll in her hand, she said angrily, "It's surprising that you, a thousands-year-old antique, can understand this."
"Yeah, that's right. Your words look similar to what we used to say."
Shuli glanced at the scroll he put down.
In fact, it is not Qin characters at all, but cipher text represented by various symbols.
Because Shuli was about to leave Qin again, and because the person who managed the [Luowang] intelligence database had not had time to finish writing all the things, but there was no time, so in order to rush, he wrote to Shuli in cipher text.
.
Otherwise, why would it be this abstract, looking like an oracle bone inscription?
But this can be regarded as a kind of words, because it also represents meaning, so it is not easy for Shu Li to refute Chi You's words.
But immediately, Shuli felt something was wrong.
"Isn't it rumored that Cangjie was the one who coined the characters? Isn't he the historian of the Yellow Emperor? Aren't you enemies? Where did the characters come from?"
It is said that Cangjie had two pupils and four eyes. He was born wise and could observe the movements of the stars and the footprints of birds and animals. He created characters according to his image, which eradicated the ugliness of knotting events at that time and created the foundation of civilization. Therefore, he was revered as "literary".
Zu Cangjie".
Chi You sneered and said, "Does that boy Xuanyuan deserve to have Master Cangjie as his historian?"
Chi You then continued, "Master Cangjie preceded us by more than five hundred years. That boy Xuanyuan did have some historians, but like me, he was also invited from the Shihuang clan."
Later, Chiyou felt that Shuli knew too little about ancient times, so he gave Shuli some knowledge about ancient times:
The first person to create writing was not Cangjie, but the Youchao clan. The reason was that they created and woven a rattan frame.
There are two kinds of materials for weaving rattan frames, one is rattan and the other is small strings.
According to the arrangement of the rattan, the rattan frame has different sizes, different squares and circles. It uses a wide range of materials, has many uses, and is simple to weave.
It can both hold and place, lift and transport, making it extremely convenient.
After that, other tribes consulted the Youchao clan one after another and elected the Youchao clan to be their leaders.
So in order to exchange and spread the technology of weaving rattan frames, the Youchao family created the first pictorial Chinese character "A" based on the materials, methods, and shapes of weaved rattan frames.
Use objects to draw pictures, use pictures to recognize objects, use pictures to identify objects, and use pictures to pronounce objects.
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The symbol is the crossed rattan, which is the picture outline at the bottom of the frame, and the symbol is the edge of the frame.
The pronunciation of nail comes from the weaving method of nail, which means "pinching".
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B is the small string that binds the edge of the frame to make it stronger and more durable, and B is the auxiliary material of the rattan frame.
The origin of the pronunciation of B is a small curved string, and B means.
Shuli nodded.
The amount of useless knowledge has increased.
Dong~ Dong Dong~
"Sir, a letter from Xianyang."
"Bring it in."
Ou Lingxing walked into the car, put down a small square box in his hand and backed out.
Shuli took the small square box and opened it. There was a piece of silk neatly stacked inside. When she opened it, she saw that it was all written in Juanxiu font.
"Huh?" Chi You looked at this word and asked, "Why are there such big differences between the two characters? Is it because the writing is too ugly?"
Shuli couldn't help but be speechless.
If this beautiful font is considered ugly, then what does it mean to be beautiful?
Shu Li had doubts about Chi You's aesthetics.
Regardless of Chi You, Shu Li began to read the letter.
What surprised Shuli was that this was actually a letter written to her by Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng's mother and mother-in-law.
Zhao Ji actually warned Shu Li to give her heart to anyone. Once she handed over her heart, it was equivalent to handing over her own life.
Similarly, Zhao Ji also said: Even if love has 10 points, it can only have 7 points in my heart anyway, but the person you love needs to feel 12 points.
This means that Zhao Ji asked Shu Li to be confident, just like she did before.
Maybe people usually think that she really loves the late emperor, but sometimes when I look into her eyes again, it seems that there is no desire or desire in them.
In short, Zhao Ji wants Shu Li to be more considerate and cunning, so that she can play with the man in her hands instead of being abandoned casually.
But Shuli didn't quite understand.
Her son is now the king of Great Qin, and Shuli herself is also the queen of Great Qin. Does Zhao Ji mean to let Shuli play with her son's feelings?
Doesn’t every mother hope that her son will find true love and not be blinded by women?
It is not difficult to tell from Zhao Ji's inner tone that she seems to have turned her feelings into a game.
Especially this sentence from Zhao Ji: The way to make a man love you is to make him feel distressed or even heartbroken.
Shuli put down the silk in her hand and took a deep breath.
Maybe Zhao Ji was heartbroken by the man, but she didn't know why he cared so much about her.
Could it be that we got Stockholm?
Shuli shook her head gently, not wanting to think too much for the time being.
Thank you for the monthly ticket of [Desolate Forbidden Zone], thank you