Of course, he would never resign, not in his entire life.
As a middle-aged man in his forties with parents and children, even if he went bald, he would still code diligently and fight the bug to the end.
Life was stressful, and he had to give in.
Although the programmer was only in his early forties, he had unlocked many positions, such as the position of writing code on bicycles, buses, trains, planes, and other transportation vehicles. He had also fought the bug in the devastation of typhoons and earthquakes. In his short life, he had a lot of experience.
After a moment of depression, he decided to unlock a new achievement of hospital liver code.
"I don't believe it! If you survive this, you'll be the best programmer! "
After saving the server for an hour, he began to shut down.
His colleague added him to a group of "victims of the programmer."
The programmer: "???"
What did that mean?
His colleague said with a sad face, "Tsk, look at the group announcement."
The programmer crawled over to take a look and was instantly stunned. He even trembled.
"Victims of the programmer."
"Recount the poor programmers who have been mercilessly slaughtered by the killer programmer."
He opened the group announcement and looked at the number of people in the group. He could not help but clutch his wounded little heart.
This was a group of 2,000 people. Currently, there were 1,995 online _ (: з) ∠) _
His colleague sighed. "This group was also added by a retired senior. The group is full of victims. Some are still struggling in their positions, some have already left to work in other industries. This is still the situation on our side. I heard from my colleagues in the other side of the streaming room that their situation is tragic. Sigh — the profession of the programmer is very good, but unfortunately, he encountered the killer programmer. "
He was born at the wrong time QAQ
He died with his eyes wide open QAQ
This was only the six groups on Penguin. There were one, two, three, four, five, and a few other WeChat programmers: "…"
He should not have jumped to Weibo back then.
His colleague said again, "I have an ominous premonition. Maybe the Great Emperor wants to rush his performance and kill a few more programmers as a sacrifice to the heavens."
After sending this message, he sent an emoji of a bald man smoking.
The programmer almost cried.
"The New Year is over. Why is the Great Emperor Jiang rushing his performance out of boredom?"
His colleague said, "Maybe he wants to make up for the three months of performance he missed?"
The programmer: "…"
Was this a joke?
During the period when Jiang Pengji's streaming room disappeared, the frequency of network server crashes and the impact of traffic was more terrifying than the previous year.
With such an impressive record, did she still need to make up for it after she returned?
Looking at the sighs and mockery in the group, CoderMonkey wiped his face.
"I think I can still save —"
Jiang Pengji didn't have the slightest idea that she had inadvertently caused another programmer to cast a permanent shadow on his career.
Right now, she was like a pitiful student being questioned by five million teachers (parents).
Originally, there were more fans than haters in the livestream room, but now, the "haters" had an overwhelming victory.
Jiang Pengji could only be obedient.
After all, Salted Fish in the livestream room had always been amenable to coaxing but not coercion. Acting innocent was also a good way to avoid 'persecution.'
As the salted fishes cursed, someone suddenly posted something that made them burst into tears.
The other party's hand speed was extremely fast. It was obvious that these words were not written on the spot. Instead, they seemed to have been prepared long ago.
After a few hundred words, there was only one sentence left.
[It's good that you're alright.]
Jiang Pengji couldn't help but reveal her standard bright smile, the kind that showed all her teeth.
"Yes, I'm alright."
Toudu Feiqiu: "I've been worried that something happened to the streamer. That military salute was too scary."
Guicai Guofengxiao: "Promise us that you won't do military salutes so often in the future, okay?"
Jiang Pengji's military salute at that time was the worry and anxiety that they would have to repay in the future.
Jiang Pengji said helplessly, "At that time, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to come back. Even if I came back, the possibility of the livestream room existing was not high. It's just that I don't know how to explain it to you. Look, I've been recuperating for three months, and I still can't walk normally. How pitiful, I almost died. When I was on the brink of death, all I thought about was you guys … It's you guys, the cute and amiable little angels, who gave me the strength to climb over the line between life and death. I love you guys — really, more true than pearls. "
Even though he knew that Jiang Pengji was talking nonsense, the sentimental salted fish was still fooled and cried loudly.
Just as Jiang Pengji said, she was still so weak after recuperating for three months. It was obvious how dangerous it was when she was injured.
The salted fish were soft-hearted, not to mention that Jiang Pengji was someone they had watched grow up with, or rather, someone who had grown up with them.
At that moment, a salted fish couldn't help but ridicule.
Gurengui Guren Gui after a Rain: "I bet that the" little angels "you mentioned definitely don't include creatures like the" coder ape. "
In an instant, the bullet screen became a hot topic, and it even became a trending topic.
Xinle Xiaokoukai: "Hahaha — I'm dying of laughter. You can't get over the" coder ape "joke, can you?"
Shuoxia: "How can it be so easy? After all, the three treasures of the livestream room are the streamer, the salted fish, and the coder ape _ (: з) ∠) _.
Jiang Pengji expressed that she didn't know anything.
[Innocent, pitiful, and weak JPG]
Of course, there was no lack of fans who thought that the streamer was invincible. They didn't believe Jiang Pengji's words.
The streamer was such a powerful person, how could she be easily beaten to the point of hovering between life and death?
When Wei Ci came over and carefully accompanied her on a walk with her walking stick, this wave of salted fish was also sad.
They had only been away for three months, and their daughter had been violently beaten up.
Sad (́ ﹏ ́)
Relying on the clever manipulation of acting pitiful, Jiang Pengji successfully made the fans who had previously "turned from fans" to "fans" and continued to spout nonsense.
Jiang Pengji expressed that it was very good. Her daily source of happiness had returned.
Although she was seriously injured, Jiang Pengji was in good health and recovered quickly.
When the coldness of the North Abyss completely dissipated and the people changed into spring clothes, Jiang Pengji also got rid of her walking stick and returned to her lively state.
"Based on this state, we'll be back to Dongqing soon."
Qiguan Rang's hand that was holding the pen paused. He looked up and said coldly, "Back to what Dongqing?"
Jiang Pengji: "???"
Xu Ke came in carrying a tall stack of documents that blocked his view. He was panting after putting them down.
He was already so old, but he still had to work overtime until he was bald. It was really hard on him.
"My lord, you have now unified the five countries in the world. The five countries are all gone. It's time to choose a good time and a good new name." Dongqing, Nansheng, Beiyuan, Xichang, and Zhongzhao had to be called. Those who did not know would think that the world was still in chaos. "From the emperor to Shun and Yu, they all had the same surname but different names. There were only a few who unified the world. My lord's virtue is no less than that of the wise emperors of the Ming Dynasty. "
The first important thing for those who established a country in the past dynasties was to establish a name.
Establishing a new name meant changing dynasties and completely drawing a clear line with the old era. This was a matter of great historical significance.
This matter was very important!
Jiang Pengji said, "Do we still have to choose? Of course it's' Jiang '! "
Xu Ke was stunned. "Choose the surname as the name of the country?"
My lord, are you sure you want to be so casual?
At the very least, it would give those talented ministers a chance to show off their knowledge.
Qiguan Rang also felt that it was inappropriate. His lord could secretly insert 'Jiang' as a backup name, but she should not be so obviously narcissistic.
Jiang Pengji asked them in return, "Isn't 'Jiang' good?"
Xu Ke said, "The surname bestowed by the heavens is naturally good. It also means to be protected by the heavens, but …"
In order to prevent people from criticizing his lord for being narcissistic, the matter of the name of the country still had to be done in secret.
Jiang Pengji said, "How were the names of the countries chosen in the past?"
Choosing a country's name was a very serious matter. Looking at the various dynasties and generations, one would find that the name of a country had a certain origin. For example, the place of origin of power, the original title of nobility, the place of ancestral home, or being affiliated with a once powerful dynasty to gain popularity …
It was not that there were no countries that used their surnames as their names, but it was very rare. Moreover, Jiang Pengji's situation was a little special.
If she decided to use 'Jiang' as the name of the country, she would be criticized for not being reserved.
(: з) ∠) _
Even though his lord had always regarded narcissism as a virtue.
"Then we'll decide it secretly." After listening to Xu Ke's long speech, Jiang Pengji said, "I'll listen to the opinions of the ministers."
Xu Ke was speechless.
Didn't my lord think that the first half of the sentence was very contradictory?
If it was up to the ministers to decide, they would definitely avoid using the country's surname, but my lord wanted to decide it internally.
Qiguan Rang said, "We'll discuss it when we get to the capital."
Jiang Pengji seemed to have drunk too much and asked in a daze, "What the hell is the capital?"
Xu Ke reminded her, "Before my lord went to Beiyuan, didn't you set the capital of Pingfengdu in Xunzhou, Zhongzhao?"
Of course, Pingfengdu had been forced to change its name.
Jiang Pengji then remembered this matter.
However —
"Why do we have to go there?"
Xu Ke and Qiguan Rang were speechless.
If the future emperor didn't live in the capital, where would she want to live?
Furthermore — —
Xu Ke said, "The world has just settled down. In order to appease the people, my lord should consider ascending to the throne as soon as possible."
No matter what, his lord was the first female emperor to ascend the throne since ancient times. The grandeur that she should have should not be inferior to that of her predecessors. Of course, according to his lord's thrifty temperament, if she were to handle this matter, she would probably simplify it as much as possible.
Xu Ke expressed his firm opposition.
"This is a once in a lifetime event. My lord can't be rash!"
It had to be a grand event!
The new palace had already begun renovations. Fortunately, Pingfengdu was once a prosperous ancient capital. All kinds of facilities were considered complete. It was not too late to choose a place to modify into a palace. There were also people to handle the various etiquette details. What Jiang Pengji had to do was to memorize the various procedures on the day of ascending to the throne.
Of course, there was also the dragon robe. From the design, choosing the style of the dragon robe to the start of the production, it would take more than half a year even if hundreds of royal embroidery maids with exquisite embroidery skills were gathered to work day and night. Jiang Pengji felt a headache when she heard this. "I'm just a patient who has just recovered from an injury."
What a pitiful patient. Why couldn't he let her go?
Xu Ke said solemnly, "My lord, I already know everything."
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
Xunmei, that big mouth!
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