Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ She could only watch the Young Phoenix Guards walk further and further away. ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ Imperial City. Meridian Palace. Sirou sat at her desk, pursed her lips and thought. Number Seven's way of speaking... When Number Five revealed Number Four's identity, Number Seven persuaded her by saying, "It's better to let Number Four make the decision on his own about this matter." She was so gentle and sounded especially like a girl. Sirou picked up the pen, but didn't put it down. After what happened to Li Qingcha, she became extremely sensitive to gender and no longer jumped to conclusions.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Your Highness." "Well, come in." Sirou closed the diary. Mu Shi walked quickly into the study and whispered in Si Rou's ear, "Really?" Sirou asked. "Absolutely true." replied the Young Phoenix Guard. "I didn't expect that the Seventh Brother would actually... Humph, it's better to let him suffer a loss. However, this matter will definitely reach the ears of the Emperor, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with. I still need to think carefully before I can deal with it." Sirou thought about it for a while, then changed the subject: "How was the Dharma Assembly at Daxiangguo Temple today?" The Young Phoenix Guard went to protect Li Qingcha, but in fact they had the responsibility of gathering intelligence. Mu Shi recounted what happened today. puff~ Sirou laughed out loud. Preventing fire... Humph, it’s amazing that guy could come up with this idea. "That's far-fetched talk~" the beautiful princess commented. She stretched exaggeratedly and looked at the sky outside. It was just past noon, and the ministers who had consulted with my father should have left, so it was almost time for me to prepare my answers. Sirou stood up and sorted the bookshelf.
"Anything else?" "There is something that the instructor ordered me to tell His Highness in detail, without leaving out a single detail, from beginning to end." "Oh?" Sirou paused slightly, obviously she was curious. "You say it." "Today, Yu Youwei from Lingyun Sect visited Daxiangguo Temple and gave a blue bundle to the monk from the Western Regions." Considering the death of the foreign monk who attacked and killed Li Qingcha, it is not difficult to guess what was in the bundle. But Li Qingcha's attitude was strange. Why is it “complete, flawless, and complete”? Logically speaking, Li Qingcha should try his best to hide his relationship with Yu Youwei. Is it... Sirou suddenly blushed. She stretched out her index finger and gently pressed her lips. Last time, in the side room of Ziwu Palace, she and Li Qingcha had some things that were not to be told to outsiders. Has that guy gotten addicted to it? Thinking of this, Sirou's body underwent subtle changes. Goose bumps appeared on her forearms and her lips were slightly numb, as if an electric current was running through her, just like the first time she had experienced this remedy. She unconsciously clamped her legs together. "..." "..." "..." There was an eerie silence in the study. Mu Shi: ??? She whispered, "Your Highness?" Si Rou came back to her senses instantly, secretly spat, and thought to herself that Li Qingcha was obviously a woman, what was she imagining! She looked at Mu Shi, ready to make an excuse. Fortunately, there was no need for that, because the eunuch's voice came from outside the Ziwu Palace: "Your Highness Sirou, His Majesty summons you to the Imperial Garden to see him." Sirou understood. Since it's not the Qianqing Palace, it means that my father wants this meeting to be less formal.
This is just as I expected. She pushed the door open and walked out. "I'll go right away." The eunuch led the way, and after many twists and turns in the palace, we entered the Imperial Garden. The Imperial Garden leads to the six palaces in the east and west. The architectural layout is symmetrical but not rigid, and open but not scattered. There are also strange rocks scattered all over the garden and lush trees. The emperor arrived at Qianqiu Pavilion. Perhaps the matter of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" made him very happy. His mental state was even better than at the banquet in the morning. He played Go with himself in his right hand, and picked up pastries with his left hand from time to time and put them into his mouth. Si Rou greeted him and said, "Father." The emperor nodded, pointed to the chessboard, and invited his daughter to play chess. Sirou took a few steps and looked at it for a while before picking up the white piece. "pull." (※Note: Ban is a Go term) The emperor looked up, slightly surprised. Si Rou asked, "Father?" "Oh, I'm just curious, why are you playing with white pieces? In the past, you were competitive and always chose the side with the advantage in the endgame. But in this game, the black pieces have already become a dragon, and all we need to do is attack and crush them, while the white pieces..." "My daughter plays white, just because it's white's turn to make a move." "That's a reasonable answer~" "Father, it's your turn." "Okay, okay~" The two of them played the game to the end, using the endgame as an example. In fact, in the middle of the game, Sirou could have resigned, but she chose to persist, resulting in a very poor chess shape in the end and a large number of losses. The emperor was slightly stunned. This is different from the impression he had of Sirou. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling a little uncomfortable, as if something he had expected had gone wrong. This feeling is very subtle. "Forget it, let's get down to business." The emperor put down the chess piece and said, "Regarding the two most important points of the "Million Miles of Rivers and Mountains": the legend and the scale. How did you come up with that?" "I got inspiration from other maps." Sirou lied without blushing or beating her heart. She was quite skilled at lying.
Of course, strictly speaking, it's not lying. It is indeed inspired by other maps, but these other maps specifically refer to the maps drawn by Li Qingcha. The emperor said, "Tell me more about it." Si Rou explained, "Take the capital as an example. On existing maps, it would be written like this: '72 miles north to the border of XX county, XX prefecture' and '5 miles west to the border of XX county, XX prefecture'." "It seems so." "Isn't this the most basic conversion relationship?" "..." "..." I believe in your evil! How much of a genius does it take to associate the scale with “seventy-two miles north to the boundary of XX county, XX prefecture”? The emperor looked at Sirou suspiciously. He knew very well that his daughter was extremely smart. However, scale is not something that can be thought of by cleverness alone. He discussed this with several ministers, and they all agreed that the person who invented the scale must have relevant work experience, was very creative, and had a strong ability to summarize. The most suitable job is actually a spy. The most unsuitable type of work... The princess has no experience in urban life, so this is definitely one of the least suitable jobs for her. The emperor thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's talk about the illustrations." Chapter 75 Who dares to sue me? Questions about legends are very difficult to answer. There are six cartographic styles in the Central Plains: The percentage, the exact distance, the distance, the height, the angle, the circuitous and the straight, The first one, the ratio, is actually a conversion relationship, but it is far from being as clear as the scale used in modern maps. So the scale is easy to explain because there are percentages that can be passed down from generation to generation. As for the illustrations... In drawing six weights, Fangxie = the ups and downs of the ground slope; Yuzhi=conversion between actual height fluctuation and distance on the map.
This resulted in ancient maps being always very realistic. If there was a mountain, they would actually draw a mountain range there, making the difference between maps and landscape paintings not much different. Obviously, the illustration violates both of those principles. The legend abstracts landmarks into points and lines, so how does it depict the actual situation? So it is a complete innovation. Fortunately, the culture of the Central Plains is extensive and profound. Sirou searched through various books and atlases and finally found something that was barely related. "Father, have you ever heard of "The Picture of the Monsters and Barbarians in the Sea"? "