Everyone worked together to translate.
To improve efficiency, instead of translating word by word from front to back, we selected and translated sections from the same page at a time.
Qin Zhaoyue remained calm and composed, holding a plate of dried apricots and watching the show while chewing them.
Given the limited produce in Chiyan County, it's not easy to even have enough to eat, let alone have this food brought from Mingyan County.
Yes, it's not appropriate to eat at this hour, but I can't sleep either, so I might as well eat something.
As for helping with chores... pshaw, impossible, absolutely impossible.
Zhao Qingshan, Jiang Mingyuan, Yaoguang, and Suimo translated together, while Yinzhe sat at the lower end, flipping through the "map" page by page at a considerable speed.
After turning to the last page, he closed his eyes, memorized the information for twenty or thirty breaths, and then got up and left the room.
When he returned, the booklet, which was mostly missing, was probably handed over to his subordinates.
"Want to eat?"
Yin Zhe stared blankly at the food plate pushed in front of him.
Yao Guang, who was working below, couldn't help but look up. It was one thing for the Sixth Princess not to help, but did she think this was a private tea party?
Her master is so aloof and never eats snacks, let alone when Xuanji Guard is on duty she would never eat anything of unknown origin... um?
The next moment, Yin Zhe reached into the plate, picked up an apricot, and stuffed it under his veil.
His cheeks were bulging—he'd clearly eaten! How could this be?!
Glancing over, Yao Guang quickly lowered her head to continue working, but the scene from just now lingered in her mind and wouldn't leave:
Something's not right, something's really not right!
Yin Zhe, having withdrawn his gaze, still maintained his aloof demeanor. "Thank you, Your Highness."
Qin Zhaoyue waved her hand, "Don't be so generous, eat whatever you like."
He seemed casual, but he kept glancing at her veil.
In other period dramas, the veil is just for show; you can tell what someone looks like as soon as they appear. But the one Yinzhe wears is completely opaque.
Apart from the eyebrows and eyes, you can't see anything else.
"Not all Xuanji Guards wear veils, right?"
"Won't."
"Don't you feel stuffy wearing it all the time?"
"It's not boring."
Qin Zhaoyue raised an eyebrow. "Not boring? That shouldn't be the case..."
"Do you know that doing this for a long time can cause uneven skin tone, with most of your face being white and the area above your eyebrows and eyes being dark, making it difficult to even out evenly with makeup?"
"I don't use makeup."
"Hey...you're saving a lot of money then."
...
Yao Guang was working with his head down, but his pupils were actually dilating.
The Sixth Prince is actually having a casual chat with Lord Yinzhe... and he's even responding to every word! What's wrong with this world?
"how so!"
Yeah, how could this happen, huh?
Yao Guang looked up blankly. Something was wrong. Why was Zhao Qingshan saying this? He didn't know his master at all.
Zhao Qingshan was gripping the translation manuscript tightly in his hands, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and the paper was crumpled from his grip.
Everyone turned their attention to the name that had just been copied: Qi Zhen. There should have been another character after it, but the writer only wrote the first stroke of the character "一" and then stopped.
The translation is more than halfway complete, and everyone now knows the general structure of this secret document, which is divided into three parts.
The first part contains the names of some people, which is naturally the list of people involved in illegal mining;
The second figure is the amount of illegal mining estimated by Zhao Hengjiang;
The third part is hope, or rather, what one wants to obtain through this secret document.
The document Zhao Qingshan was holding in his hand at that moment belonged to the first part and was the list of those illegally mining.
He hadn't originally translated the second character "震" (zhen), and only recognized the name when he was about to add the third character.
"How could this be! How could it be him..."
Thinking he had found some crucial evidence, Yin Zhe hissed, "Who is it?"
Zhao Qingshan looked up, his face full of shock. He pursed his lips, then answered, "Qi Zhenyuan..."
This refers to Uncle Qi, whom he mentioned, who, like his father, was a military officer.
The two had a deep friendship and supported each other to gain a foothold in the mine.
After his father was flooded in the mine, he took extra care of him.
After listening to his story, no one seemed to have any major emotional reaction.
Illegal iron ore mining is a huge deal; countless people are involved in it. A mere miner shouldn't be of much help to the case.
"Expedite the translation."
"yes!"
Zhao Qingshan finally let go, smoothed out the paper, and carefully added the last character "far" stroke by stroke.
After the interlude, about 15 minutes later, all the secret documents were finally translated.
The first list is also differentiated, with confirmed participants including county magistrates, magistrates, and officials of various ranks, totaling eleven people.
This is not surprising, especially since Yin Zhe has confirmed that the county magistrate was involved. It is to be expected that Chiyan County would be corrupted from top to bottom.
Secondly, there is a list of those with strong suspicion, and Uncle Qi, whom Zhao Qingshan mentioned, is on it.
In the end, he was only given a code name: Lame.
The fact that this code name was recorded three times in a row suggests that the person in question must be a key figure.
Either Zhao Hengjiang hasn't figured out this person's identity yet, or he's hiding something else.
Even after completing the translation, Zhao Qingshan still found it hard to believe.
"Uncle Qi and I are always together, living in the same place. If he is a prime suspect, why didn't Father remind me?"
Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes. "I'm just worried about your acting being bad, why else..."
Illegal iron ore mining is like putting your head on the line; conducting clandestine investigations is even more dangerous, the risks of which are self-evident.
Surrounded by wolves and unsure of whom to trust, it was entirely reasonable for Zhao Hengjiang to keep his eldest son in the dark.
Even though he knew the chances were slim, Yin Zhe still asked, and the answer was exactly as expected: Zhao Qingshan had no idea about being "lame".
There are many people with mobility issues in the mine, making it difficult to pinpoint a specific individual based on this general term.
Yin Zhe stopped asking questions and instead picked up the second part of the translation to read.
She had initially suspected corruption, but after checking the mining records, she knew the truth.
The secret file contained few records; it was a rough tally he made after participating in illegal mining operations.
After repeated investigations, a conclusion was reached: the total amount of illegal mining should be comparable to the amount of ordinary mining.
Yin Zhe's chest rose and fell slightly, even causing his veil to billow.
The mine in Chiyan County is a medium-sized mine, with an annual iron ore production of approximately 120,000 jin (60 tons) according to the accounting records.
Because it is a high-quality ore vein, the iron content can reach between 50% and 60%.
After smelting, every 100 jin of ore can eventually yield 28 to 32 jin of pig iron.
Even if we take 30 jin as an example, that's 36,000 jin a year.
A set of Mingguang armor requires forty catties of iron, a standard horizontal sword weighs eight catties, and three-tenths of an inch of arrowheads.
That would be nine hundred sets of bright armor, or four thousand five hundred horizontal swords, or perhaps one hundred and twenty thousand arrows.
If this continues for seven or eight years...
Yin Zhe's eyes were sharp; there were at least twenty to thirty thousand well-equipped elite troops!
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