"A certain year, King August II of Poland was dissolute and immoral and did not engage in government affairs. The nobles of the North raised troops to help the royal family. Viscount Stanislaw Bukowicz, captain of the Hussars Company, led his righteous troops to the south to serve the king. Many righteous men

With one call and a hundred responses, in just five days, we had already invaded Warsaw and fought decisively at the top of the imperial city..."

In the royal castle, the historian held the quill with some embarrassment and asked Gu Xiaobai: "Are you...sure you want to write like this?"

"Um...that's right, I forgot to write myself in. Sorry, I have to start over..." Gu Xiaobai pinched his chin: "A certain year, King August II of Poland was dissolute and immoral. Nothing happened.

Government affairs... Viscount Bukovec asked for help from the righteous tonight, and received help from the righteous... In just five days, he has already invaded Warsaw and fought a decisive battle on the top of the imperial city..."

Historian: "..."

If nothing else, is your format not quite right?

Is this the Eastern European Spring and Autumn style of writing?

Wait, what is the Spring and Autumn Calligraphy? Why do I, a Polish historian, know the Spring and Autumn Calligraphy of a large Eastern country more than two thousand years ago? Who put this knowledge into my head?

But what can he do? After all, he is Party B now, and he can write whatever Party A wants.

If you don't listen to Party A, you may not only not get paid this time, but you may also lose your head.

"Wait a minute, this is still not good enough. I think I should join the Physics Dynasty. I am the Emperor of the Physics Dynasty, Tonight White. In a certain year, King August II of Poland was dissolute and immoral... The founder of the Physics Dynasty, Emperor Tonight Baiti

How about pitying all sentient beings and helping Viscount Bukovik raise an army to serve the king?" Gu Xiaobai suddenly asked again.

Historian: "..."

The historian stumbled and raised his objections, and Gu Xiaobai's eyes widened: "Who told you to write it down directly? I just gave you a summary of the story. Don't you know how to compile the detailed story? This kind of thing

Do you want me to teach you? You are still a historian. I can find a fat man over 200 pounds on the Internet and he can write better than you. Do you believe it?"

Historian: "..."

Actually, I am not a real historian to begin with, I am just a private tutor for the palace...

Who would have thought that Party A would change his mind again and face a bigger problem:

"Ah, yes, you have to write these three. After all, true, false, and contradictory records are the truth of historical research... If you tell them directly about one thing, they will not believe it. They will only

Believe in the evidence and the so-called 'truth' you find between the lines. By the way, can you use three different handwritings? What history have you written before? Show it to me and I will choose a style I like!"

Wow, this guy is addicted to customization! I really haven’t written a history book seriously!

"Hey, come on, come on, I'll teach you how to write history..." A certain fake historian had read countless history books anyway, and began to teach this Polish court teacher who had never written a history book how to write history.

Although Poland, as a defeated country, does not have much say in history. Their history is mostly covered by the historical perspectives and historical records of more powerful countries, such as Britain, France, and Germany, but after all, there is still a lot of local history.

In order to study European history and search for traces of the little moth, Xiaobai has studied many public historical materials.

Next to him, August II looked up at the ceiling with a blank expression, allowing this "victor" to dress up history casually, and even vilified himself as a "dissolute and immoral" king.

Although his title of "Powerful King" is not a good title in the first place, but... is it recorded in history so straightforwardly?

Moreover, it is obvious that my king is an "electoral" monarch, okay? I may be debauched, but "unethical"...I can't really be like this, otherwise I can still be elected?

Of course, maybe I can manipulate the votes? I can do that, I'm so smart!

At this moment, August II suddenly discovered that any prediction was all false!

No, it turns out that I had misunderstood the prophecy all along...

Once the way of interpretation changes, the original comedy immediately turns into a tragedy.

But he never imagined that his role would be more than just that.

After Gu Xiaobai finished arranging the historian, he turned to look at August II and asked: "Do you have the habit of writing a diary?"

"Ah???" August at this moment felt quite like a middle school student who was forced by his teacher to keep a diary.

Serious people, who writes their thoughts in a diary?

Creating a piece of history is actually very complicated.

"Historical materials" include far more than just a clearly recorded history, but also a variety of mutually supporting information.

Next, August II witnessed with his own eyes what "making history" means.

From the royal purchase list, soldiers’ pay distribution records, troop deployment records, palace decoration paintings, castle repair records, Warsaw city records, records of passers-by...

And, most intuitively, various portraits.

Painters in Warsaw were recruited into the palace and began to produce various portraits.

That day was a great cultural renaissance in Poland, and there was even a wonderful scene where civil and military ministers wrote history together, and thousands of families painted together tonight.

However, not all talented painters were recruited into the royal family. In Warsaw, among the meandering motorcade following Gu Xiaobai, there was an old carriage parked on the roadside, and a painter was

He stretched out the drawing board in the carriage and huddled down to paint. He was so serious that he was completely immersed in his painting, forgetting what year it was today.

The only attendant and coachman, who had just finished tightening the wheels of the carriage, looked at his master's painting and was immediately attracted by it.

In the portrait, a young man in white, leading the cavalry, launched a heroic charge against the hussars who were ten times his size.

His brush strokes had just painted a blue light behind the young man in white. His figure was so majestic that he seemed to be several times bigger than the knights around him.

Next to it, there is a painting that is drying. It is a young man in white chasing behind dozens of fleeing hussars. Everything in the painting is lifelike, as if the entire scene of that day has been imprinted on his

in mind.

But that day was also a dark day for the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth.

After concocting all the historical materials that could be concocted, Gu Xiaobai pulled out a map of Poland and asked Old Feng: "Old Feng, where is your fiefdom?"

Old Feng carefully identified it on the map and compared it to the south of Königsberg: "It's probably in this area."

At that time, the Grand Duchy of Prussia was actually part of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth.

As a duke, Lao Feng's territory was roughly equivalent to a relatively small county today.

"So, Lao Bu, where is your fiefdom?" Gu Xiaobai asked again.

Old Bu then identified for a longer period of time, a viscount's fiefdom, which was the size of a small town.

To Prussia, Old Feng was a southern aristocrat.

To Poland, Lao Bu was a northern aristocrat.

There is probably nearly a hundred miles between the two people's territories.
Chapter completed!