Qingben beauty

Chapter 690 Do You Know Bian Que?

When Jian Huan first saw me handing him a photo directly, she looked at me in surprise, but then she lowered her head and looked at the photo carefully, then snatched it, and after a few more glances, it seemed to be He staggered two steps, and sat down on the single sofa closest to him.

Scared by him, I stretched out my hand to help him, but before I reached out, Jian Huan was already sitting on the sofa, and while reaching for something in her handbag, she asked, "Where did you get this?"

I took my hand back, sat down on the couch next to him, and said, "Is it from those bamboo slips?"

"Wait." Jian Huan said, and took out a magnifying glass from the handbag.

I watched him put the magnifying glass on the photo, and leaned back behind the sofa as if he couldn't see anything else.

The monkey poured a cup of tea and put it on the table in front of Jian Huan, then took my water cup from the desk, touched it with his hand when he was about to put it down, turned around and added some hot water, and then put the water cup on the table. in front of me.

Then, he stepped back and sat down on the wooden chair under the stairs, hiding his figure under the stairs.

The whole living room seemed to be just me and Jian Huan.

I glanced at the monkey, picked up the cup of hot water, sipped it slowly, and waited for Jian Huan to finish reading.

I almost finished my glass of water before Jian Huan put down the magnifying glass and asked again: "Where did you get this?"

I didn't answer him directly, but asked instead: "Are those bamboo slips together?"

"It should be." After Jian Huan said, she nodded heavily and said, "Absolutely."

"So sure?" I was a little surprised.

Jian Huan opened her mouth, gestured to me to wait, then lowered her head and rummaged through her handbag, and found a photo.

He put the photo on the table, and put my photo on the table too.

I glanced at him, then leaned forward and looked at the two photos.

Jian Huan's photo is also a bamboo slip, and there are more characters on the bamboo slip than others, and at the bottom of the bamboo slip, there are two characters, which are also in that kind of encrypted script.

I put down the water glass, got up, went to the desk and picked up the papers with notes on them, then walked back to the sofa, and said to Jian Huan: "We have probably figured out about fifty pictographs this year. It means, take a look, is it the same as yours?"

Jian Huan looked at me with a surprised face.

After I smiled, I pushed the few pieces of paper towards him again.

The surprise on Jian Huan's face turned into relief. He picked up the few sheets of paper and read them carefully. While reading, he casually took out a bunch of photos and handwritten notes from the handbag.

Well, I took the pile of photos and looked at them without hesitation.

After looking at the photos for a while, I went to the notes.

That should be Jian Huan's experience these days. Well, there are about 70 pictographs recorded above, and most of them are different from ours.

That is to say, the pictographs that we recognize together on both sides have reached more than 100 characters.

With these characters as the basis and the complete and coherent bamboo slips, it is much easier to recognize other characters, or to decipher the content above.

After reading the notes in our respective hands, we all let out a long breath and smiled at each other.

Jian Huan tapped the paper with her finger, and said with a sigh: "I remember that Mr. He privately gave you only a dozen photos, unexpectedly! Mr. Lu, you really are a genius! It's a pity... "

My heart suddenly ached, and the hand holding the note was trembling.

That's right, Jian Huan and the others have all the bamboo slips in their hands, and Jian Huan is definitely not alone in identifying them. Professor Fang and Mr. He will also participate, but Lu Li only has the dozen or so pieces in his hand, which is to discuss with me. discuss.

Such a person, such a person...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have said these things, you, don't..." Jian Huan whispered anxiously.

I wiped the corners of my eyes, shook my head slightly, and said, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Jian Huan looked at me and gave a long sigh, and then said in a slightly more tone: "By the way, the three-story tomb, the second floor, I think it should be in the late Western Han Dynasty, and the owner of the tomb is indeed a person with status." sinner."

The end of the Western Han Dynasty happened to be around the first year of AD.

My heart skipped a beat, and I said, "How should I say it?"

"Didn't Mr. Lu say that the cemetery of the owner of the tomb is a noble class, but placing it on the stone platform without a coffin is the way to deal with sinners." Jian Huan pondered for a moment, and said: "Later According to this statement, Professor Fang and the others unearthed some bronze wares in several places where the funerary objects were buried according to the nobles, and two of them had inscriptions engraved on them."

"Who is that?" I asked.

Generally, the inscriptions on the bronze vessels buried in the tomb record the identity and life of the owner of the tomb. These records are the things that can best make up for historical omissions.

"There is no specific name on it." Jian Huan put down the photo, took a sip of the cup of tea and said, "The record on it is very cryptic, we infer that it should be the descendants of the Wang family in the late Western Han Dynasty, that is, the foreign relative Wang's family, The Wang family that came out of Wang Mang should be a certain child of their family, because he committed a crime related to the king, he was secretly executed and buried there."

After a pause in Jian Huan's voice, he continued: "By the way, do you remember that passage? It is the passage from the second floor to the third floor."

I nodded.

How can I not remember, how many times I have slipped and climbed from there...

Jian Huan also thought of something, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but she just smiled, then restrained herself, and said: "In fact, we didn't dig that passage in the first place, but we dug it out. After the second floor, we found a very small hole next to the tomb, which can only be entered by five or six-year-old children.

We found that there was a strange smell in the hole, so we began to widen the hole and dig deeper, and then found the third layer of tomb below. To be honest, at that time, we were not sure what the small hole was and It is related to the tomb, because the hole is too small..."

"So, are you sure now?" I asked.

Jian Huan nodded and said: "I found a piece of bronze under those bamboo slips, which was exactly the same as a broken bronze dagger found in the second layer, so I think that the bamboo slips were originally two volumes, and later they were artificially After picking a few pieces and taking them away, the rest were directly thrown on the ground."

"Then, Professor Jian, you should have roughly recognized the content written on the bamboo slips, right?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

The characters on those bamboo slips are indeed more difficult to read than the general characters of the Warring States period, and there are ancient pictographs, but they recognize them, plus what I provide now, Professor Yi Jian studies every day, and all the contents are familiar Under the circumstances, he should have some calculations in his heart now.

Jane laughed happily, with a mysterious look on her face, and asked in a low voice: "You, do you know Bian Que?"

(End of this chapter)