"You, tell me, tell me!"
Yan Jiaoran urged, very curious.
After all, Qin Yuan never plays by the rules and always comes up with some magical ideas that make her eyes light up.
Qin Yuan didn't say much, but smiled and said, "Since the trouble is caused by not knowing how to pronounce the punctuation marks, why not just let them mark the punctuation marks themselves?"
"For example, like this—"
Qin Yuan rummaged through the drawers and found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread them on the table.
Yan Jiaoran consciously picked up the high-quality ink stick beside the inkstone, added water and ground it carefully.
Qin Yuan wrote a paragraph vertically with his brush:
"I do not know how to read and understand sentences, I am puzzled and cannot resolve my doubts. I have learned from a teacher and not from a teacher. I have learned the elementary knowledge but have missed the big picture. I have never seen anyone who can understand it."
This is... Han Tuizhi's "On Teachers"!
Hmm...it turns out it can be done this way!
Yan Jiaoran had received an orthodox education, so she had naturally read this famous piece of writing and knew how to pause.
As soon as I saw the symbols that looked like tadpoles and circles between the sentences, I immediately understood.
The tadpole represents a pause.
The circle indicates that a sentence is finished.
Wonderful!
With this marking, when reviewing memorials in the future, you no longer have to worry about punctuation or read them over and over again. You can understand the meaning of the memorial or article at a glance!
This can save me so much time in reviewing memorials!
What a bastard, why does he like to keep things to himself so much!
With such a good idea, why didn’t you come up with it earlier?
Yan Jiaoran's eyes couldn't help but shine with joy that could not be concealed, and she sighed:
"You bastard, if only you had figured out this 'punctuation' method earlier."
"I haven't had to review memorials over and over again in all these years..."
Qin Yuan looked at Yan Jiaoran in surprise and asked.
"Your Majesty, have you read a lot of memorials in recent years?"
Yan Jiaoran's face flushed, and he said stubbornly, "Of course!"
"If I hadn't reviewed the memorials, the Great Zhou would have been finished long ago!"
"Haha." Qin Yuan smiled coldly.
Immediately, a surge of anger surged into Yan Jiaoran's heart.
You bastard, why are these words so infuriating?
He said angrily: "What are you laughing at!"
Qin Yuan said casually: "I thought that His Majesty was obsessed with cultivating immortals, and that all the memorials were approved by my little Murong."
Yan Jiaoran said angrily: "Although I am cultivating immortality, I will only start after reviewing the memorials!"
"Oh, okay." Qin Yuan said lightly.
For some reason, Yan Jiaoran always felt very angry, depressed and uncomfortable.
…
(This has usually been the case over the years.
After reviewing the memorial, the Left Prime Minister Kong Lingda and the Right Prime Minister Yang Yingguang put forward a plan and then handed it to Yan Jiaoran.
After reviewing it, Murong Yanran made some comments and handed it all over to Yan Jiaoran.
After Yan Jiaoran finished her cultivation, she picked out a few memorials from the mountain of memorials, checked them, and was very satisfied with Murong Yanran's work.
So, he devoted himself to the great cause of cultivating immortals again.
Then, unknowingly, the Great Zhou Dynasty went from bad to worse.
Until a severe drought hit several states...
She went crazy practicing martial arts, wrong, cross it out.
She was destined to be born, and she became pregnant with a son during the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai. From then on, the people of the Great Zhou lived and worked in peace and prosperity, and everything was ready for reconstruction.
According to the Chronicle of Emperor Ling of Yan:
In the past, when the emperor was offering sacrifices to his ancestors at Mount Tai, the palace ladies all heard a white deer crying in the wild, day and night.
The commander-in-chief, Li Yinhuan, was very worried and ordered people to search the bedroom, but they could not find the white deer.
Suddenly, there was thunder in the sky, and an eight-clawed golden dragon appeared and rushed straight towards the bedroom.
Huan then formed a battle array to resist, and fought for three days and three nights, but was ultimately unable to win and was defeated by the Golden Dragon.
The golden dragon flew straight into the emperor's belly.
Therefore, when the emperor became pregnant, he was very surprised and thought it was Taishan's son.
From then on, all officials submitted and the world was at peace.
At that time, the emperor gave birth to a son, and after a great victory over the Xiongnu, the Duke of Wei returned victorious and took the name Pingkang.
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