Hanyu carving fairy

Di Jue flipped through the documents in his hand, his face expressionless.

Yuan Shikai sat aside, holding a steaming coffee cup in his hand.Seeing Di Jue's straight back, he said with a smile, "Shen Jue, you don't have to be so rigid, everything here is simple, relax."

Di Jue didn't answer, but carefully looked at the things in his hand.

It's a pity that he can't read modern characters at all.What he can understand is probably the oldest oracle bone inscriptions in China—and Xiaozhuan, which he likes.

He put the document aside calmly, crossed his hands on his lapped thighs, looking rigid and elegant.

Yuan Shikai didn't dare to look directly at Di Jue's face.He stirred the coffee in his hand, and then asked, "Look at this document, what do you think?"

Di Jue didn't know what was written in this document, and it was impossible for him to ask directly.He explored Yuan Shikai's expression, and said softly and slowly, "It's not that good."

"Not so good..." Yuan Shikai repeated and nodded. "Indeed, the Japanese have gone too far."

Di Jue listened quietly and did not answer.

"So, Shen Jue, do you think I should sign it?"

Di Jue had already understood from Shen Qianqing what the word "Japanese" represented.He shook his head: "No."

Yuan Shikai looked at Di Jue in a daze, and said involuntarily: "Shen Jue, I think you have a very gentle and reassuring temperament. It feels... tsk, like an ancient temperament that has been precipitated by years. Very ...has a flavor."

Di Jue squinted his eyes for unknown reasons, and suddenly his heart moved, and he leaned his upper body slightly forward, with a hint of bewitching in his eyes: "If you want to fight against the Japanese Empire and restore the monarchy, you can create a situation where people are united. General Yuan, what do you think?" ?”

Yuan Shikai's eyes widened.He turned his head away from looking at Di Jue Ruyu's flawless face, pressed his beating heart, took a few deep breaths, and said, "I'm just... afraid of people's resistance."

"How come?" Di Jue's eyes shone with contempt, "Emperors are always the most noble species in this world. General Yuan, what do you think?"

He deliberately bit down on the word "general".Yuan Shikai's face turned cold, and he slammed the coffee cup on the table, making a loud noise.

Di Jue stood up, stroking the big bold letters on the stack of documents with his slender fingers.The snow-white slender fingers with well-defined joints formed a sharp contrast with the black font.Yuan Shikai's pupils shrank, and he almost reached out to hold that hand.

"Shen Jue, do you want me to restore the monarchy, or..." Yuan Shikai's voice was deep, and his eyes were firm, "...or, do you want to become emperor?"

Di Jue withdrew his fingers in a little surprise, his face was a little confused: "Why me? I mean you."

Yuan Shikai also stood up.He grabbed Di Jue's right hand involuntarily, and pressed it to his heart, allowing him to feel his beating heart.

Di Jue stood there coldly, without moving.

"Shen Jue, if you think about it, even if I, Yuan Shikai, do my best, I will make you emperor... okay?"

Di Jue looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly understood something.He vigorously shook off Yuan Shikai's hand and made a crisp "pop".Then he put his right hand in front of him and turned his back to Yuan Shikai, walked quickly to the door, and said coldly:

"Huang Miu!"

The mahogany lacquered door was slammed shut.The guards on both sides watched Di Jue's slowly leaving figure, turned around and entered the door to ask Yuan Shikai for instructions.

Yuan Shikai was still staring at his hands in a daze, and slowly closed his eyes, feeling the icy touch that still seemed to remain in his palms and heart.

The author has something to say: Yuan Shikai is just obsessed with Emperor Jue's face. As a man who has been in high position for a long time, it is easy to like people with good looks. There is no disrespect for historical figures here.