Although Governor Guo was only a small official out in the border, his living conditions were not at all poor. The lamp on the table was not just an ordinary oil lamp, but it was a steam lamp which could have its brightness adjusted. Judging from the complicated lace design, it was perhaps bought from the hands of the people from the East.

There was also a Western clock next to the steam lamp, and although it was a fake product, it seemed as good as real. If inspected carefully, there were fine marks on the top to indicate the 12 earthly branches, the 10 heavenly stems, and the 12-hour period of the day. The upper left corner also had a small window with the 24 solar terms alternating. This object seemed to be neither fish nor fowl. The lower part of the clock was transparent, and gears both large and small pushed forward. Gu Yun hated this thing as the gears were very noisy when turning; he had considered telling someone to take it out.

But it didn't matter at the moment, he could not hear it either way.

When Shen Yi came back with a bowl of medicinal soup, Gu Yun had just finished writing and placed his brush down.

Gu Yun: "Look over it for me to see if there is anything wrong."

The steam lamp was dazzling, there was a row of Western women showing their chests on the lampshade, all of them were posing in a way that revealed each and every detail, Shen Yi used his hand to shield the light and whispered: "How vulgar."

Then he quickly read through Gu Yun's report and sighed: "If there is anything wrong? Marshal, please pardon this Shen's humble skills and shallow knowledge, I don't see a single thing that is right in this."

Gu Yun: "Huh? What?"

Shen Yi: "..."

He picked up Gu Yun's report by the corner, stuffed it back into Gu Yun's arms, gently held his elbow, and pointed to the small couch next to him, indicating that he should just go hang out over there. Then Shen Yi spread his own paper, dipped his brush in ink, and tried to start writing a new one.

Gu Yun took the medicine bowl and downed it in one go with enthusiasm. He leaned on the delicately carved couch, did not even take off his shoes, then crossed his two legs up high and quietly waited for the medicine to take effect. At the same time, his hands did not stay idle — Gu Yun's ten fingers swiftly folded the previous report into a paper bird, then took aim at the back of Shen Yi's head.

How itchy can this man's hands be!

Shen Yi heard the sound of the wind and caught the paper bird with his hand. Truly admitting defeat this time, he asked Gu Yun: "Can you hear me like this?"