Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 101
The Strategy Bureau governs the most authentic and magnificent appearance of Dayan.

Dijiang's office area is in the deepest part of the "Three Classics of the West". Fortunately, the golden feather she gave her can be said to be like a shadow chasing the wind, and the scenery under her feet can be thrown to the horizon in the blink of an eye.

But the further you go into the wilderness, the more distorted the space around Jin Yu becomes.

The sky and the earth gradually intertwined strangely. The majestic mountains and the upside-down buildings seemed to merge into one. "Up and down" became "left and right", and the golden feathers were climbing up along the spiral space. .

Ning Caiying realized that they had arrived at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, where the myths and legends that governed the Great Yan Kingdom were stationed at the end of the Tianshan Mountains.

As the distance got closer, six pairs of golden giant wings burned the sky of the wilderness, and soon occupied the two girls' entire field of vision.

As a little person, Ning Caiying was obviously a little uneasy, and even Zhu Yesi put away her indifferent demeanor.

After a while, Jin Yu landed steadily.

Ning Caiying raised her head and found that the shocking wings had disappeared for some reason, and an ordinary-looking office building appeared in front of her.

Some high-ranking officials are among them.

At this moment, Ning Caiying noticed that there were many scrutinizing eyes locked on her, but they looked away because of the Jinyu she was riding.

Different from the ordinary employees in the safe area and the periphery, most of the employees working under the Emperor's Seat had cold expressions and sharp movements.

Ning Caiying ignored the people walking with her and jumped off the golden feather first.

Zhu Yesi looked at the Klein Box in front of her. The beautiful acting star frowned. Without the help of human tools, she did feel a little uncomfortable.

The noble daughter of the Zhu family stared at the back of the people in the lower city, with a hint of indifference in her lake-like eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yesi lifted the hem of her dress and stepped gracefully to the ground. The Klein Box prepared by the Zhu family was lifted up by an invisible force and suspended beside her.

"Grandmaster Dijiang." She bowed forward and said, "Zhu Yesi, a junior of the Zhu family, is here to visit."

"Just call me Inquisitor."

Di Jiang's peaceful words immediately reached the ears of the two of them: "Come in, everyone. The first one on the right hand side of the top floor is my office."

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Ning Caiying opened the door carefully.

"There is no need to be restrained." The handsome woman in red looked down at the documents. She yawned and pointed to the simple seat beside the wall: "Xiao Ning, please sit down casually."

"Yes!"

Facing the master of Great Yan, Ning Caiying's body instantly straightened up, and she sat obediently on the chair without squinting.

Perhaps it was because he had to deal with official duties overnight, but Di Jiang's mental state didn't look very good.

Her office environment is not special. As the Grand Inquisitor of the Yan Kingdom, Di Jiang's office is no different from those of ordinary employees. At most, there are a few pots of green plants.

Compared to the nervous girl from the lower town, Zhu Yesi, the daughter of the Zhu family, looked much calmer and calmer.

"I have met the Inquisitor." She bowed her head respectfully.

"I have some impressions of you... You are the little granddaughter of the Zhu family who studied abroad and has some attainments in dancing."

Di Jiang didn't even raise his head and asked lightly: "It's just that when you speak, why are you still as formal as those old-fashioned people?"

“Don’t forget family mottos and ancient rituals.”

Zhu Yesi responded in a low voice.

"Family motto...ah, the red tape in a big family..."

For some reason, Di Jiang's mood seemed to have worsened.

"Zhu Jiuyin and I have never gotten along, and I don't have the time to talk nonsense with a junior like you." She closed the document report in her hand and looked directly into Zhu Yesi's eyes: "Let's put it bluntly, he sent someone this time What is the purpose of your coming?"

"My ancestor has prepared a letter and some small gifts for you."

Although she did not dare to face the gaze of the Grand Inquisitor head-on, Zhu Yesi still maintained the etiquette of a child of aristocratic families. She took a step forward and handed the black box to the Inquisitor with both hands: "Please take a look."

"Bow gift?"

Di Jiang opened the black box. She glanced inside the container and her expression changed slightly.

"When did that old man become so generous..."

She murmured, reaching out and taking out the letter with a special texture.

The cover of the letter is printed with the family emblem of the Zhu family. An ink portrait of a human face and a snake body swims on the surface of the letter, and the strange eyes are looking at the holder of the letter with malice.

If someone tries to peek at the letter, the human-faced snake on the envelope will quickly close its eyes, causing the snoop to fall into the dark abyss of the candle dragon forever.

"What age has it been? We are still using this inefficient and extremely dangerous method of communication..."

Di Jiang opened the letter and couldn't help but complain: "You young people who are our descendants, can't you teach that old man how to use a personal terminal?"

"Taught him before." Miss Zhu said aggrievedly: "He said these are all heresies and will only make people forget the inheritance of writing."

Di Jiang: "..."

The Grand Inquisitor shook her head helplessly. She spread out the paper and carefully read the seal script article written by Zhulong.

Zhu Jiuyin's handwriting is as exquisite as ever, and his calligraphy skills have reached the peak of Great Yan. If any word in this letter is sold, it will probably fetch a jaw-dropping price on the black market.

But Di Jiang's attention was focused on the information provided by Zhulong, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"In order to celebrate his [-]th birthday, the Zhu family will organize an art collection conference in depth, invite guests from all over the world to create works for the Zhu family, and set up rankings and gifts..."

Di Jiang showed an incredible expression: "Is that old guy crazy?!"

"My ancestor also said -" Zhu Yesi said respectfully: "Whether you are willing to join the deep banquet hosted by my ancestor or not, our ancestor will never take back these small gifts."

"Hmph...that means that as long as I accept the gift, I won't be allowed to interfere with his banquet?"

Di Jiang sneered: "He is quite good at using benefits to block other people's tongues."

"I dare not guess what the elders think."

Zhu Yesi said softly.

The atmosphere solidified.

At this moment, Di Jiang fell into deep contemplation, and she had a vague premonition.

She knew that the old guy would never do something meaningless and stupid, and based on what Zhu Jiuyin's letter described, the Zhu family had invested a lot of resources into the depths.

The land of Dayan is really too vast. Under the governance of many great inquisitors, it is just a fantasy to think of everything as one mind.

The concepts of official...family...company...these concepts have already become intertwined with me and you intertwined with me over the long history, and the entanglements of interests among them have long become intricate and entangled.

Therefore, even if he knew there was a problem, Di Jiang would not intervene rashly. This was why Zhulong openly announced his thoughts to his colleagues.

While thinking, Di Jiang looked at another girl named Ning who was sitting upright.

A smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on the Grand Inquisitor's face.

(End of this chapter)