[Comprehensive] Build a harmonious Honmaru

When Shen Sheng returned to Honmaru, it was completely dark, and she was ready to be scolded by the candlestick, so she entered Honmaru directly from the entrance.

After completing the recycling of Honmaru next door, she was dragged away by her colleagues to socialize. Only then did she know who was her junior who wore the same clothes as her.

Those are the god judges newly recruited by the government from various time and space.Thinking of this, she suddenly understood why those god judges in hunting clothes had such strong hostility towards her when they went to Wanwu in their debriefing clothes.

Thinking of this, she was not in the mood to avoid the candlestick and cut Guangzhong.

She sat at the door of the porch, looked down at the toes of her shoes, and sighed while resting her chin.

After thinking about it, it is better to go back to the room carefully and not be caught by the candlestick cut Guangzhong.

Shen Sheng took off his shoes, put them in his hands, and stepped on the wooden corridor on tiptoe, it seemed that it was too late, and most of Honmaru's swords had already fallen asleep.

Her behavior of dodging left and right in the corridor on her feet seemed unnecessary.

Afterwards, she completely relaxed and returned to her room. After picking out her pajamas, she went into the bathroom that came with the room to take a shower.

After coming out, I found that there was an extra bowl of white porridge and hangover soup on my table.

You don't even need to look to know who prepared it.

I was a little surprised that Candlestick Qie Guangzhong didn't wait for her to come out and give her a lesson, and he didn't see a note saying 'listen to the lecture tomorrow' next to the white porridge and hangover soup that appeared on the table.

After drinking the porridge and hangover soup, Shen Sheng felt her stomach was a little full. She looked at the unpacked dishes on the table and wondered if she would meet the candlestick Kiri Guangzhong in the kitchen if she brought them over by herself.

She yawned, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and walked towards the kitchen.

When passing by the yard, I looked at the knife bells and found that all the knife bells were off.

All asleep.

She subconsciously raised her hand to look at the watch on her wrist, only to find that she had just taken it off because of taking a shower.

After cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, I returned to the room and glanced at the clock, only to find that it was past twelve o'clock.

She rubbed her head, only to realize that she had never slept before eleven o'clock since she became a judge.

Still getting up at five o'clock in the morning, Shen Sheng looked at the calendar and it was marked that the day of the examination for the qualification certificate of the examiner was today.

The exam time is at six o'clock in the morning, and the exam will last until 07:30.

After counting the resources, Shen Sheng found that if he wrote quickly, he could still catch up with the breakfast time.

She changed her clothes and went to the yard, wrote a note and put it on the bulletin board next to the knife bell announcing the internal personnel every day.Put on your shoes and walk towards the locator.

……

The judge went to the test.

This is known to all Sword Fusangshen, because the interrogator told them before that everyone kept a small notebook.

Originally, he planned to make a hearty breakfast for the examiner to eat after he woke up before going to the exam.

but now……

Pressing and cutting Hasebe looked at the note in his hand and frowned, trying hard to understand every word written by the judge.

The short knives around him asked worriedly, "Mr. Hasebe! Does Mr. Hasebe know these characters?"

If Hasebe said it, he would actually know it.

But he didn't recognize the words that he recognized individually when they were combined together.

After watching for a long time, he shook his head helplessly and put down his hands, looking at the candlestick in the distance who finished the phone call, Qie Guangzhong: "Guangzhong, what do the people at Wanwu say?"

"They said that the translator is a configuration issued by the government, but Wanwu does not. It only provides maintenance, and if it is maintenance, the judge needs to go in person."

"..."

They just want to deal with this kind of thing while the God Judge is away, and when the God Judge finishes his work, just pretend nothing happened!

Cutting Hasebe a little tired, Jin Jian bowed his head aside: "I'm sorry..."

Candlestick Cut Mitsutada rubbed his head: "It's okay, let's learn the language of the area where the lord is located first. If we learn it, we don't need a translator, right?"

Jin Jian rubbed the corners of his eyes, listened to Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's words, and said 'hmm', and looked at Yan Rong not far away: "I'm going to play with Yan Rong!"

"Ah."

After Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada comforted Imken, he frowned and turned his head to look at Yakiri Hasebe with a distressed expression.

The daggers around Hasebe thought for a while: "Mr. Hasebe, we can learn the language of the lord just like Mr. Mitsutada said!"

"Huh?" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada just said in passing that he didn't expect the daggers to really think about this possibility.

After thinking about it, he hammered his left hand on his right: "Think about it, the master usually has so many things to do, and he is already very busy dealing with the trivial matters of Honmaru, orders from the government, and arranging rehearsal applications. If she is still allowed to study It will be even busier in our language!"

Hirano nodded quickly: "That added a lot of things outside of work to the master."

Maeda agreed from the sidelines.

Yaki Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada felt that the nonsense was very reasonable, and they held their chins in thought.

Hou thought about it for a while: "It's true to talk nonsense, but how do we learn the general's language?"

They have been relying on the translator to communicate with the god judge.I don't know what language the gods speak, and I don't know how to learn the language of the gods.

The five tigers retreated and hugged the little tiger and said, "It would be great if Boduo was here."

Hakata Toshiro, the Toshiro dagger acquired by Hakata merchants, because he often came into contact with foreign businessmen along with the merchants, he can learn many foreign languages.

"How about we borrow Hakata from Shiina Shii-sama?" Luan suggested.

"No." Yao Yan quickly vetoed it, explaining: "Daojian Fusangshen has no right to contact other god-inspectors in this pill, and even if the general allows us to do this, it will be tomorrow when Hakata comes over."

But there is no other way.

All the swords were lost in thought.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga scratched his hair and looked at the paper in Hasebe's hand, then thought of something, and put on the 'cool' glasses he carried with him.

"I have a solution!"

All of them looked at him with mournful eyes.

He pointed to the note in Hasebe's hand and said lightly, "Why don't we ask the magic conch?!"

……

There are three kinds of magic conch.

The first one is called Gu Ge.

The second type is called the tail base.

The third is called whiteness.

No grades.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the note in his hand and sat in front of the computer. He stretched out his hands to fold his arms and smile, and there were Kohika and Hasebe, who were not far away, with two knives Jiro and Taro guarding the door.

Jiang Xue on the left moved a chair over, and Xiao Ye sat on his lap.

Yiqi Yizhen on the right also moved a chair over, with Awataguchi's dagger beside him.

All the people, ah, Bufusangshen, looked at him seriously.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga swallowed his saliva and explained: "My lord's characters are very similar to the Chinese characters in our language, but she doesn't use the fifty tones in other places! So we just need to ask the magic conch how to learn Chinese characters." La."

Makes sense.

Sanri Yuezong behind him nodded and smiled, "Very good, very good."

Hasebe looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who pushed the cool sunglasses on his head, and nodded in agreement.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened the drawer and took out the tablet inside, and held it up like a treasure: "This is the tablet that my lord bought specially to take care of Jiang Xue's typing speed! Just now Jiang Xue agreed to use it for me!"

Xiaoye held the persimmon and looked up at her brother: "Brother Jiang Xue..."

Jiang Xue, who was named, lowered her eyes to see that her younger brother didn't speak.

Zongsan Zuowenwen poured a cup of tea for Sankaiyue, then took the Lion King and Yutechu to the kitchen to prepare today's breakfast.

"Hey, I still want to stay here to watch the magical conch." The Lion King muttered, but followed Zongsan out with distaste for his integrity.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga plugged the tablet into the computer mainframe, drew on it with a pen a few times, and drew according to the handwriting on the piece of paper left by the judge.

For the first time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga used this modern civilization called a tablet, holding the stylus in the posture of holding a writing brush.Hasebe, who had worked as a valet and knew how to use the pen correctly, couldn't stand it: "Mr. Tsurumaru, this pen is not held like this."

He gestured for the correct pen-holding posture and handed it back.

After Tsurumaru Kuninaga wrote a few words with the correct posture of holding the pen according to his movements, the computer could not recognize the ghost character at first, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga compared the words on the paper, and then looked at himself After confirming that the words written on the handwriting board were the same, they pressed the search button next to them.

Useless.

The language used by the inquisitors is nowhere to be found.

Tsurumaru never gave up and once again drew ghost characters on the handwriting board, and found that the results were the same.

Some scattered news that is not needed at all.

The cool sunglasses he pushed onto his bangs slid down with a 'shua', and the white electronic screen instantly went dark.

"I can't find it." Tsurumaru Kuninaga stared at the computer screen, resting his chin, and looked at the candlesticks Mitsutada and Yakiri Hasebe beside him: "How about a magical conch?"

The two looked at each other and nodded at Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

As a result, the other two magical (Suohai) engines could not find any useful information.

"Is it because the way of asking is wrong?" Ying Wan held a tea cup and looked at the computer screen: "It may be useful news, but we don't know it. After all, we don't know those words."

Akita, who was lying on the edge of the table, let out a 'huh', and then tugged on Mikayue's sleeve: "Mr. Mikayue, don't you know other languages?"

"Ah, yes. That is the language spoken by the distinguished guests received by the nobles in the Heian period."

Maeda on the side looked at him curiously, and Aizen asked directly: "What language is that?!"

Sanri Yuezong lowered his eyes and made a thoughtful expression: "The old man is a little older, and some things need to be thought carefully before he can remember."

"Oh. Remembered."

The daggers held their eyes and looked at him with wide eyes, even Kokiri Hasebe, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Candekiri Mitsutada who were staring at the computer all turned their heads to look at this powerful Fusangshin.

I saw Sanri Yuezong took a sip of tea and slowly uttered three pronunciations: "Thunder, monkey, ah."

The entire Japanese-style room fell silent for an instant, and Toda Kan Masakuni, who had been standing quietly to one side, let out an 'hmm', which attracted the attention of others.

"I have heard of this language."

"!!!"

Tong Tian Guanzhengguo nodded: "Well, in the video that my lord gave me earlier, they spoke this language."

Hasebe was the most excited: "Really?"

He didn't know where to take out a DVD after he finished speaking. There were several people printed on the disc box, and the word 'Kung Fu' was written on the bottom.

There are also four small characters printed below - the original Cantonese sound.