Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 288 Conversation with Dai Yunlin ([-])

Dai Yunlin's home is in Xinghewan District [-]. When Chu Kuo arrived, it was Dai Yunlin's wife who opened the door.

"It's Chu Kuo, come in quickly." Wang Yiyi opened the door.

"Hello Auntie."

Walking into the house, a piece of sandalwood came into view.

All the furniture is made of sandalwood solid wood, Chu Kuo blinked and saw Dai Yunlin standing in front of the mahogany bookshelf.

The mahogany bookshelf is huge, and there are a lot of handicrafts on it. Following Dai Yunlin's gaze, he happened to see a bowl placed on the bookshelf.

It has a wide mouth, white porcelain color, and a light gray circle around the mouth of the bowl, covered with two or three shallow arcs, which show a bit of a halo when illuminated by the light.

Chu Kuo walked to Dai Yunlin's side, "Old Dai."

Dai Yunlin looked away from the bowl and turned to look at Chu Kuo.

"You're here, are you okay?"

"It's going well."

Dai Yunlin nodded, he was wearing a navy blue robe, his beard was half white, and his cloudy old eyes showed a bit of sharpness when looking at people, but his appearance was gentle and kind, and with the smell of books on his body, anyone who looked at him would think that he was a scholar The way it should be.

"Let's go to the study to talk."

The two walked into the study one after the other.

The study room is full of bookshelves, and the fragrance of books is full. Chu Kuo glanced over the bookshelves, half of which are currently published books, usually ancient books, all of which are well preserved.

There is a desk in the center of the study, a nanmu desk, still smelling fragrant, and on the desk, there are the four treasures of the study.

Chu Kuo looked at the Four Treasures of the Study, thought of Nan Shu, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Like sarcasm, but also like simply want to laugh.

"sit."

Dai Yunlin turned around and asked Chu Yang to sit down.

Chu Kuo nodded, and sat down on a lacquered mahogany chair beside the desk.

Dai Yunlin stood in front of the desk, did not sit down, leaned forward and bent over, and went to a square inkstone on the desk. The square inkstone was very grand, and the bamboo forest and mountain peaks were carved in relief on it. If you go there, you can still see bamboo leaves of different shapes blown by the wind on the inkstone.

The old man picked up the ink ingot with thick callused hands, and the ink ingot fell on the inkstone, and Dai Yunlin grinded it carefully in a circle.

"Mr. Dai, I heard that Hanxie has started to check the collection of errors and omissions you gave?"

"Yes."

"Then don't worry..." Chu Kuo frowned.

Round and round, the ink ingots were grinded in obscurity, Dai Yunlin carefully stared at the square inkstone under his hand, without raising his head, "Don't worry, I have all the evidence that can be relied upon, and there will be no mistakes."

"You obviously don't know the cultural content that may exist."

She accused Nan Shu of being wrong about something she didn't know. If it wasn't for Dai Yunlin's status and status, who would believe it?
Dai Yunlin worked his ink slowly, and let out a laugh from his throat: "It's because I don't know some cultures, so others won't know either."

At this age, Dai Yunlin is extremely confident, even proud of herself.

So what if he was talking nonsense?
Could someone still point out his mistake?

Chu Kuo frowned even tighter: "But Nanshu knows."

The culture is all from Nan Shu, whether it is right or wrong, Nan Shu can't tell the difference?
"So what if she knows, can she show the proof?"

Books and historical materials are so precious. He pointed out that there are at least hundreds of errors and omissions in Nanshu. This number, even if there is a Hanxie, may not be able to fully find the source.

and···
Dai Yunlin's grinding speed was a little faster, and a voice full of laughter sounded: "Besides, I have an ancient book in my hand, most of what I refute can be found in it."

In other words, Nan Shu was really wrong about something.

Even though he slandered some of them, some of them were absolutely true.

There are both true and false, when the time comes, who can tell the true from the false?
Chu Kuo lowered his knotted brows, although he was still a little uneasy in his heart, seeing Dai Yunlin's calm look, he still suppressed it

Seeing that Mr. Dai is so sure, he should be foolproof.

Thinking about it, Chu Kuo smiled again, "Then Dai Lao, what should we do now?"

He and Dai Yunlin, one is for Jinhua, the other is for Nanshu. Although their goals are different, they are almost the same.

Stopping his grinding hands, Dai Yunlin picked up the Langhao pen. The rice paper was laid out on the long table. He swiped the pen, sharp light burst out from his cloudy eyes, and the tip of the pen landed on the rough rice paper. "Wait" is completed in one go.

The force pierces the back of the paper, the pen is thick and sharp, and the word "waiting" is printed on the paper, revealing the murderous intent.

"Still waiting?"

After finishing writing, Dai Yunlin casually put the Langhao pen on the pen holder, "The time has not yet come."

Nan Shu hasn't reached the point of no return yet.

Hearing this, Chu Kuo lowered his brows, showing a bit of impatience.

Dai Yunlin knew what he was thinking, and put his hands behind his back, "It's only a few days, don't be impatient, your little brother won't have a good few days."

"Okay, I'm waiting for a few days."

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It's another new day, the sky is gray in the morning, the temperature has dropped sharply recently, and it is expected that there will be snowstorms.

The public opinion on the Internet is still one-sided, but, overnight, many more targeted voices suddenly appeared.

"What's going on? It's been four days, and the cultural administration hasn't acted yet?"

"That's right, isn't the Cultural Management Bureau claiming to be the strongest in execution, the strongest in action, and the strictest in cultural control? It's been four days and I've seen a few announcements, and Nanshu and Jinhua have nothing to do with it."

"Shhh, there is someone behind Nanshu (meaningful smile)."

"I've heard people say that the people from the Bureau of Cultural Affairs have been bribed long ago. Nan Shu's relationship... tsk tsk."

Whether it is stated or implied, in short, the Cultural Affairs Bureau has been completely dragged into the water.

If you still make a few innocuous announcements like before, something will happen sooner or later.

For this reason, Li Hechou, the director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, lost a lot of hair. He walked around the office several times irritably, and called the newsletter helplessly. The first person to call was Lu Zhengguo.

"Well, Old General Lu, I'm Li He." Li He's voice was a little weak.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Li He typed the manuscript, and said what he had prepared seven or eight times.

After listening, the other side silenced.

Li He was anxious and anxiously waiting for Lu Zhengguo to reply.

"I see. You should follow the previous regulations first, but you have to grasp the scale."

After listening to the last sentence, Li He's heart just burst into happiness, and when he heard the next sentence, his entire facial features were wrinkled together, and his mouth felt bitter.

Hold the scale by yourself?

What they fear most is this sentence.

But there was no way, even though his heart was in a mess, Li He still tried to laugh: "Yes, don't worry, I understand."

"Huh—" After finishing the call, Li Hyuk sighed, then thought of something, gave a wry smile, and then called the next person: Dean Luosi.

It's not over after beating Ross, there is another person: Qin Qingbai.

After a series of reports were completed, Li He slumped on the chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.

Is it easy for him to be the director these days?

He didn't know the truth of the other words about Nan Shu on the Internet, but the sentence "someone behind him" was definitely true!

Look at him this morning, he is busy with Nan Shu's business.

Everyone is a boss, and everyone is not easy to mess with.

As the head of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, he is superficially beautiful.

"Ugh--"

Li He shook his head, after reporting with the boss, it's time for him to get down to business.

With one order, the entire Cultural Management Bureau began to act.

(End of this chapter)