Elpida leads her deep into the library, until they reach an advanced looking gate leading to a room behind it.
Elpida: This is....
Elpida glances around nervously.
Elpida: Don't tell anyone I l-let you in...ok?
Elpida looks shocked at Senshi patting her head, but she looks too nervous to say anything about it. Elpida activates a scanner by touching it and places her finger on a pad. The scanner does something that is not observable, but Elpida is seen wincing in pain. The doors slowly unlock and swing open.
(Oi, I claimed it first!)
Inside, there seemed to be a party going on. Members of the Kong family, the descendants of Confucius, intermingled with the highborn gentry of the old Ming families, while powerful Taoist scholar-bureaucrats lounged near the walls of the palace grounds, discussing the classics with the commoner artisans. But this was not a party, this was the entire imperial court. Every single Chinese notable that the Crymenatheans could get their hands on, gathered into one court to attain popular support for the Liang regime.
Dai Liuxian: "Honorable dignitaries of the Wa dynasty, salutations!"
Dai Liuxian, the head of government of the Liang, would address the Borisians directly on seeing them enter. Curiously, he would refer to them as the "Wa Dynasty" rather than the Tian Dynasty. But this was no mistake. It seems that, due to discontent among the Liang people over Skye's sudden claim over the Mandate of Heaven, her state has become popularly known as the "Wa", the ancient Chinese name for Japan. To put literally, their nation would be called the "Japanese Dynasty".
Inside looks completely different from the outside. The room is old and many of the documents are scrolls with Greek writing on it. Elpida pulls out a cloth and presses it against her finger.
Elpida: This is the secret section of the library.....
Elpida's finger is bleeding.
(You did? Oh well...)
The trio observe the room, taking in everything. All three immediately notice him calling the Tian Dynasty the Wa Dynasty, but their faces stay expressionless
Skye: Greetings, Prince of Tang of the Liang Dynasty. Though I am afraid we are not called the Wa Dynasty, but the Tian Dynasty. Our Chinese people greatly outnumber the Japanese.
Elpida: The security system here involves the scanner pricking your finger and checking the DNA in your blood to let you through. I'll be fine. I've done this lots of times before.
Elpida moves deeper into the dimly lit room.
Elpida: Some of the most secret government papers are stored here, so-
Elpida's voice suddenly becomes stern.
Elpida: Don't. Mess. With. Anything.
Liuxian: "Is it now? Well never mind that, I simply follow the common terms used by my people. We do not rename your regime, we simply acknowledge its ruling ethnicity."
It seems Liuxian was doing all the talking. The Hongdao Emperor, adorned richly by Han Chinese garments and what seemed to be Mongolian ornaments, did not speak at all. Perhaps he was shy, perhaps his voice was considered too divine as a Son of Heaven, perhaps he simply wasn't supposed to speak. But regardless, it seems the emperor would not be involving himself in the discussion for now.
Liuxian: "Well, conflicting claims of Heaven aside, we are glad to have you. From one Asian nation to another. We both represent the interests of a Chinese nation, and so it would be most logical that we create formidable bonds with one another, yes?"
Elpida accompanies her, observing her moves closely. She points to a shelf.
Elpida: There is the shelf with most of the library war documents on it. Some of the information only Big Brother can see, so don't read the scrolls bond with red string.
(Need to offline. Do this tomorrow.)
Liuxian: "It is good that you agree. It is the will of Heaven that mankind should prosper and advance. The Great Liang is at a crossroads, controlling a lucrative road into Indochina and access to the bountiful South China Sea. Surely if we can come to terms on say, a profitable economic agreement and a pledge to non-belligerence, we may better focus our interests on unperturbed self-strengthening and development."
His words were strangely isolationist despite its diplomatic overtures, and were highly technocratic. In fact, it would be suspiciously Crymenathean. It was no secret that Orange Creek was responsible for enthroning the Zhu on the Liang throne, but it seems the Church has much more nuanced plans. Plans that go beyond shallow territorial expansion.
Liuxian: "The Emperor, Son of Heaven, has already agreed with my proposal. Do you?"
The Hongdao Emperor merely nods to confirm his statements, without even mouthing a word, nor making contact with anyone in the crowd.