Wei Xiaoxiao said: "My dad has encountered some problems here, and I want to come over and ask you to help solve it." ”

"About cracking ancient texts?" Zhao Xiaoning couldn't help but ask, he knew that Wei Zhendong was a person from the Institute of Ancient Literature, and his biggest hobby and job was to study this.

"Yes. Wei Xiaoxiao asked, "You haven't answered me yet, whether I have time." ”

"Yes, why don't I have time when my husband summons me? I have to squeeze out some time even if I don't have time!" Zhao Xiaoning said with a wry smile.

Seriously, Zhao Xiaoning hasn't fully recovered yet, he wanted to stay at home honestly and build a small world in the past few days, but he gradually found that many things were involuntarily. After all, the old man called, is there any reason to be a son-in-law?

All right.

If Li Hongyuan summoned him, he would definitely not listen, but it was Wei Xiaoxiao who called!

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaoning simply ate something, and then took a plane to the provincial capital Ancient Literature Research Institute. This is an old landlord's compound, far away from the city and hustle and bustle, quite the architectural style of Jiangnan garden, giving people an antique feeling.

The mahogany gate is written with five big characters of 'Ancient Literature Research Institute', and the person who carries the pen is the president of the Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association.

"Uncle, I've arrived. ”

At the door, Zhao Xiaoning dialed Wei Zhendong's phone.

After waiting for almost a minute, I saw Wei Zhendong, who was wearing a gray tunic and reading glasses, and walked out with a smile: "Xiao Ning, uncle has been waiting for you for a long time, come on, come on, please come inside." ”

Wei Zhendong likes Zhao Xiaoning very much, after all, Zhao Xiaoning once gave him a preface to Wang Xizhi's Lanting Collection.

After that, Wei Zhendong took Zhao Xiaoning to a spacious room, where several people from the Institute of Ancient Literature had gathered at this moment. The five elderly people all looked to be sixty or seventy years old, they wore reading glasses and uniform Mao suits, and they looked like they gave people an elegant atmosphere.

In addition to the five old men, there is also a middle-aged man in his thirties, who is 1.8 meters tall, with handsome facial features, and a black tunic, which looks a little handsome.

"Uncle Wei, could it be that master you are talking about, right?" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Xiaoning up and down, his eyes exuding strong disdain. His name is Wu Weiwei, and he is the youngest member of the Provincial Institute of Ancient Literature, don't look at his young age, but he has deciphered a lot of ancient characters, and even the older generation has opponents in terms of strength.

Of course, he is the next director of the Institute of Ancient Literature, and he has a heavy responsibility.

If Wei Zhendong invited an old man, Wu Weiwei would definitely not say anything, but he would be very unhappy to invite Zhao Xiaoning, this is a slap in the face! After all, he is the strongest person of the younger generation in the ancient literature circle.

Not only did Wu Weiwei have an opinion, but even the director Zhou Qingtong frowned: "Zhendong, deciphering ancient texts and studying ancient civilizations is a big deal, how did you find a young man? Does he know ancient texts? Isn't this nonsense?"

Wei Zhendong said with a smile: "Old Zhou, although Xiao Ning is young, he really has experience in ancient texts, if you don't believe it, you can test it on the spot." ”

Wei Zhendong has long guessed that there will be such a situation, after all, the study of ancient texts is different from other academic studies, and the study of ancient texts relies on a large number of documents to translate and decipher, and this kind of literature and materials are almost impossible on the Internet and among the people. So, let a layman decipher the ancient texts they simply can't believe it.

However, if you want to prove Zhao Xiaoning's strength, it is very simple, just find a few ancient texts that have just been translated and have not been published, and decipher them in person.

"Is this still necessary? If it is tested on the spot, aren't you afraid that he won't be able to answer? Are you not afraid that the atmosphere will be very embarrassing? Wei Zhendong, do you really think that you can decipher the ancient text by just finding a cat or a dog? What kind of international joke are you making?" Deputy Director Wang Hongjiang sneered, obviously he didn't believe in Zhao Xiaoning's skills, of course, he didn't like Wei Zhendong very much. There is no reason, because you don't need a reason to like a person or not.

The other old men did not open their mouths, but their eyes flashed with disdain when they looked at Zhao Xiaoning.

Wang Hongjiang's attitude deeply aroused Wei Zhendong's unhappiness, he didn't expect Wang Hongjiang to be so hateful, saying that Zhao Xiaoning was a cat and a dog, this was not just a slap in his face, but a slap in Zhao Xiaoning's face!

Just when Wei Zhendong was about to get angry, Zhao Xiaoning's voice sounded: "Uncle Wei, don't be angry, you can't bite back when a dog bites you, right?"

Wang Hongjiang suddenly got up and looked at Zhao Xiaoning angrily: "Rabbit cub, who do you say is a dog?"

Everyone was stunned, no one expected Zhao Xiaoning's temper to be so hot, and he actually scolded Wang Hongjiang for being a dog.

"Whoever is yelling here is a dog!" Zhao Xiaoning said happily.

"Do you have any education? Do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young?" Wang Hongjiangqi's blood pressure soared, and even his breathing became short. As a paleographer, he is a cultural person, and to be honest, he really can't scold people.

Zhao Xiaoning sneered: "Respect the old and love the young? Is it necessary for a person like you to respect the old and do nothing? Do you know that respect is given to each other? If you don't respect me, why should I respect you? Am I cheap?"

Zhao Xiaoning is not only good at beating people, but his skills in scolding people are also extremely profound.

Wang Hongjiang's face was bloodless, and Zhao Xiaoning's words made him powerless to refute.

"Xiao Wu, you go and get a few words. Zhou Qingtong's tone was flat, and he glanced at Wu Weiwei, he didn't believe that Zhao Xiaoning could decipher the ancient text, but since he was invited by Wei Zhendong, he had to give a little bit of thin noodles more or less. After all, the atmosphere is already very embarrassing now, and if Zhao Xiaoning is driven away directly, Wei Zhendong will definitely have no face on his face.

"Okay, old Zhou. Wu Weiwei respectfully agreed, and then found a few ancient hieroglyphs. These words were unearthed in an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty last summer, and when they were first unearthed, they caused quite a shock. After all, it is an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty, and some Tang Dynasty characters unearthed can be understood, but the phenomenological characters are incomprehensible.

It took them months to decipher the texts, and it was all their work, and they had not publicly announced what they represented.

"Look, I'm going to see if you can decipher the contents of these words. ”

Wu Weiwei sneered, and directly threw the dozen or so hard cards on the table in front of Zhao Xiaoning: "If you can decipher these words, Lao Tzu will eat Xiang!"

(End of chapter)