200. Inscriptions
Yuan Chang is the old son of Zhongguo Gong, the old couple, together with Yuan Chang's eldest sister and second brother, have treated him as a bead-like pain in the eyes since he was a child, and how could the family agree to him to go when he joined the army.
So Yuan Chang signed up for the Houyi event, won the championship, and invited the emperor to decree that even the brother-in-law of the queen and queen of the country could not stop him when he went into battle.
As for why this uncle of a small country who is above 10,000 people wants to join (do) the army (die), no one knows the reason, just as a bear child and a bear has reached a new height, not every ambition can be understood, not every ambition can be praised.
But so what.
Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go.
Yuan Chang did not come to participate in today's training, and early the next morning, news came out: Yuan Chang had left Kyoto and went to the border.
Yan Qi stood under the porch, holding an envelope in his hand. The envelope was brought over by a branch, saying that Yuan Chang gave it to Yan Zi Ke and asked him to hand it over to her, and the fire paint on the mouth of the envelope was so tight that no one opened it.
Yan Qi opened the envelope, and a wolf tooth fell out of it.
Later, I didn't know who said that after the Houyi Festival, Yuan Chang specially got the wolf's teeth off, which was the trophy of the king's victory over the king.
And not a wolf's tooth ring.
How will the splendid comprehensive martial arts team without Yuan Chang face this afternoon and the next few games, this problem is what Wu Changge needs to worry about, there is nothing to do in the morning, Yan Qi decided to pass the time while reading idle books while basking in the sun in the courtyard.
I just saw the fourth time, and when I heard the girl report "The old man is here", I put down the book and got up to greet him, and saw that the official uniform had not been taken off, only the gauze hat was taken off, and he walked into the courtyard unhurriedly.
"Are you back so early?" Yan Qi asked Boiling Yu to fetch hot water to wash the faces and hands of the people who left early.
"I'm not busy today. The early leaver sat on the bamboo chair under the plantain, and looked at the two lazy little turtles in the shallow celadon jar on the bamboo table next to him, the turtle was taken back to the house during the Dragon Boat Festival, and he thought that each child had one person, but no one was interested, Wei Yanqi adopted two, and asked him to give them names, one is called Xiao Zhao, and the other is called Da Liu.
Xiao Zhao and Da Liu didn't care about anyone, one was motionless thinking about his thoughts, and the other was secretly observing Yan Zike.
Yan Zike washed his hands and face, took a sip of the stone flower tea brewed by Cooking Yun, and asked Yan Qi, who was sitting on the other side of the bamboo table, "Yuan Chang's letter has been received?"
"Aang. â
"What are you writing?"
"Didn't write anything, gave me a wolf tooth. Yan Qi replied truthfully.
Yan Zike was not surprised, as soon as he touched the envelope, he knew that there was no paper in it, so he deliberately asked a bad question.
"What do you want to eat at noon?" asked Yan Qi, "Let's go out to the restaurant." â
"There is a game in the afternoon, and you can't eat more at noon. Yan Qi expressed regret.
"Still losing weight? I'm losing weight again these days. Yan Zike looked at Yan Qi's double chin that had disappeared.
"Minus, I haven't reached my goal yet. â
"How many pounds can I lose?"
"About seventy pounds. â
"Take it step by step, don't rush it. â
"Good. â
"An An. Yan Zike looked at Yan Qi.
"Hmm. Yan Qi felt that her uncle had something to say today.
"But do you have something to tell me?" said her uncle.
"Not for the time being, if there is, I will tell you. "Yan Qidao.
Yan Zike didn't ask any more questions, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qi's yard, black tiles and white walls, plantain and begonias, surrounded by old bamboo, thick and dense, pointing straight to the sky.
After sitting idle for a while and drinking tea, Yan Zike was about to get up and leave, took two steps and remembered something, turned back to Yan Qi, who was about to send him out: "When I came back to the Four Seasons House in the evening, I invited Imperial Doctor Lu to come to the house and diagnose a safe pulse for everyone in the family." â
The rich and noble people live the most exquisite, and regularly invite Lang Zhong to enter the house to be safe, and to cure the sick and maintain the health of the disease, just like the regular physical examination of modern times.
However, the imperial doctor should be invited to his home to diagnose Ping An's pulse...... This kind of heart-wrenching thing can also be done by Yan Zike, just like asking the director of a dignified hospital to do the work of a trainee nurse, it is strange that people don't use all incurable diseases to curse you once!
Before he could continue to walk outside the courtyard, he saw the messenger running in hurriedly: "Master, girl, there is a servant from outside the house, saying that it is from Lord Qiao of Taiping Mansion, and there is a message to the eldest master, saying that something happened to the ninth master......
Before the words were finished, Yan Qi had already rushed to the gate of the courtyard, Yan Zike strode behind, and in a blink of an eye he was the first to enter the courtyard in front of him, and ordered Yizhi who was waiting there: "Go to the gate to stop Xiao Qi, let her wait for the time being, and prepare the horse by the way." â
One branch answered, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When Yan Zike arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw that Yan Qi and Yizhi were waiting there, but Yan Qi waved his hand at him first: "Xiao Jiu is fine." â
Yan Zike asked the official who was sent by Qiao Lezi to deliver the letter, it turned out that the girl's words just now were not passed on, but it was Yan Xiaojiu who had a murder when they went to engage in club activities, and after reporting the case to the Taiping Mansion, Qiao Lezi saw that Yan Xiaojiu's name was in the list of parties, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran to Weiyang Village in person, and by the way, let his subordinates go to the ward Yan Zike, so as to teach him to know that he had passed alone, and he didn't have to worry.
"I'll take a look. Yan Zike said and walked out.
"I'll go too. "Yan Qidao.
Yan Zike didn't say a word, turned over and put Yan Qi behind him, rode one horse to another, and the three masters and servants galloped out of the city.
The Weiyang Village where Young Master Yan Jiu went is half an hour away from Kyoto, surrounded by mountains and beautiful scenery. Weiyang Village is a small village, but more than a dozen families, relying on the mountains to eat on weekdays, there is no dispute with the world, and the folk customs are very simple.
Since a few days ago, the heavy rain washed away a hill and exposed an ancient tomb, this small mountain village that has always been quiet has become lively, and the government has come to surround the ancient tomb with a large group of people, and the villagers are under martial law day and night, so that the villagers do not dare to approach, only quietly discuss in private, and discuss for more than ten days, the people of the government have withdrawn one after another, and then go to see the tomb, which is empty, and only the poor tomb owner and his coffin are left.
After all the officials were removed, the tomb door was opened, and the villagers were not allowed to enter, and the village was restored to its usual quiet, but I didn't think that a group of young people came early yesterday morning, all rich and decent, took the official documents and opened the tomb door, ran in and chattered to the tomb wall, and at night borrowed the village chief's house to stay overnight, but at dawn today, one of them died in the tomb.
Everyone said that this group of young people must have suffered retribution - they have nothing to do and run away from the tomb, how can the tomb owner be happy in the spirit of heaven?
The ancients believed in ghosts and gods the most, the dead were great, not to be bullied or trampled, as soon as the incident came out, the villagers were afraid, and the family was closed, and even the timid one invited the goddess to come and burn a few times of paper outside their yard and shook the bell for a long time.
What's worse is that the few young dead companions didn't leave, only sent a subordinate back to the city to report the news, and the rest of the people stayed at the scene, sounding like a dispute from a distance, several shouted to leave, only the youngest and the most handsome and the slowest to speak, insisted on waiting for the government to come, otherwise "everyone is a murder suspect".
Later, the official man in the big red robe really came, opened the formation inside and out, and before he found out a result, there were two big and one small three people, among which the one in the purple robe was really handsome, and even Niu Hongxing, the village flower who has always been lonely and self-appreciating in Weiyang Village, took the initiative to lead the way, and followed by a few village girls who thought they could fight with Niu Hongxing.
"My lord, Lord Yan is here. Qiao Lezi's men were sharp-eyed, saw it from a distance, and hurriedly went into the tomb to report the news.
Qiao Lezi snorted and didn't move, anyway, since the goods came, they would definitely come in to see what was going on, so he didn't have to go out to greet him, and he didn't need to be so polite with the goods.
Young Master Yan Jiu and the members of the Golden Stone Society, as the parties involved in the case, were also waiting at the place where the incident occurred in the tomb at the moment, waiting for Qiao Lezi's inquiry at any time, when they heard the sound of footsteps on the road, Young Master Yan Jiu raised his eyelids and looked over there, and saw that it was his uncle who came first, and his sister who followed closely behind.
"Are you alright?" his sister asked him, wearing soft-soled embroidered shoes that were only worn at home, and his body was wearing homely clothes, and his hair was not curled.
"It's fine. â
"Third Brother Wu is also here, are you okay?" Yan Qi saw Wu Yue and her third brother Wu Huan, this is also an antiquity control, and he is good at studying gold and stone science every day, and when he was playing games on Xianlu Mountain, the reason why Wu Ting knew the word "Yan" in the oracle bone inscription was from Wu Huan.
This is one of the few grandchildren of the martial arts family who doesn't like martial arts.
"Well, you're here, I'm fine. Wu Huan spoke like an engraved stone tablet on a flat plate, with few subdued tones.
Greeting, Yan Zike had already stood beside the deceased, lowered his head and glanced at the corpse's face a few times: "How did you die?"
Qiao Lezi had already heard the post-mortem report just now, looked at him with a strange expression, and replied, "I'm scared to death." â
Yan Zike raised his eyebrows: "No external injuries?"
"Nope. â
"Poison?"
"Nope. â
"Scared to death?"
"Nope. - Uh! yes, scared to death!" Qiao Lezi narrowly let the snake spirit go around it.
"Oh, go ahead and look it up. The snake spirit took his hands and slipped to the side as if he were strolling along.
Qiao Lezi, who should have been checked, had also checked it, and looked at Yan Zike with a little embarrassment, and then looked at Young Master Yan Jiu: "The deceased Lu Ce was indeed frightened and died excessively, I don't know where the reason for Yan Jiu Gongzi to believe that he was victimized came from?"
"Besides, Lu Ce has always been very brave, and he was born with heart disease, the tomb owner in this tomb is still here, and the slightest wind and grass can scare him out of his guts, so it is very likely that he will die of heart disease!" Before Young Master Yan Jiu could answer, a member of the Jinshi Society next to him glared at him very dissatisfiedly and interjected, if there was such an unexpected incident, anyone who was stopped and stayed here like a prisoner and waited for the government to interrogate would not be happy.
Young Master Yan Jiu glanced at him unhurriedly, and his speed of speech was still slow: "Since you are extremely timid, why do you dare to enter the ancient tomb alone in the middle of the night? Abnormality is a suspicious point, and there must be something strange in it. â
"Hmph, what kind of suspicion is this, didn't he go to the tomb alone just to copy the 'Ancient Night Inscription' before everyone! If we hadn't said that we would copy the inscription together this morning, I'm afraid he would have been the only one who wanted to enter the tomb last night!" the member said coldly.
"Wait, what is the 'Ancient Night Inscription'?" Qiao Lezi asked hurriedly.
"Gu Ye is one of the hundreds of small kingdoms located in the Western Regions nearly a thousand years ago," Wu Huan said flatly, "Legend has it that its ruler has the art of immortality, and it has been more than three hundred years from the founding of the country to its demise, and it has been the same king from beginning to end. However, a thousand years ago, a natural disaster suddenly came, the ancient night country collapsed overnight, and the secret art of immortality also disappeared into the world with the king - these are just legends that have been passed down in the history of the wilderness, as for whether there is really a country of ancient night in history, there is still no conclusion, but on the wall of this tomb, there is such an inscription, which is written in the script of the ancient night country, so we call it 'ancient night inscription'. â
"Since it is not yet possible to determine whether there is an ancient night country, how can you know that this text is an ancient night script?" Qiao Lezi wondered.
"In a certain ancient book collected by the Treasure Pavilion in the palace, there has been a dialectical about whether the ancient night country has existed zĂ i, and the author believes that the ancient night country has indeed existed zĂ i, and attached a diagram that is speculated to be the ancient night country script, whose glyphs are very similar to the inscription on the wall of this tomb, so several of us believe that this text, the eight achievements are the ancient night script. "Wuhuan Road.
"Oh," Qiao Lezi nodded, feeling that these children were really amazing, and such obscure knowledge was actually interested in delving into it, "According to what you just said, even if this inscription is really an ancient night script, can't it be copied during the day?