"This is"

Seeing the things in front of her, Qin Xuechu's eyes widened in disbelief, and after obtaining the consent of the other party, she stepped forward and touched it carefully, feeling not the texture of the fabric, nor the complexity of the process, but the vicissitudes of history.

This trip to Yuhang, she was directly pulled by Zhong Ming by plane, and enjoyed the treatment of an expert that she had never had before, as she guessed before, she was the only one in the project team. In addition, there was a medical team of up to ten people on the same plane, and the reason why she was so sure was because when Zhong Ming introduced her, she told the woman who was about the same age as herself and was a professor at the Military Medical University.

It's just that on the day she arrived in Yuhang, everyone on the same plane received a task to go out to get busy, only she seemed to have been forgotten, and she stayed bored in the guest house of the military sub-district, turning the TV remote control in her hand back and forth, and finally gradually fell asleep under the comfort of her husband on the phone.

Early the next morning, she was awakened by the knock on the door, and when she opened the door, Zhong Ming walked into her room with someone pushing a huge car, the car was covered by a metal box, I don't know what it contained, but Qin Xue had a feeling in her heart, this is the purpose of calling her over.

After entering, Zhong Ming watched his subordinates do things without saying a word, they fixed the car, then pulled out a wire from the back of the box, plugged the plug on it into the socket in the room, and looked ready, before nodding to her and withdrawing in her eyes.

Qin Xuechu, who had just woken up, looked at all this in a daze, until there were only two of them left in the room, and Zhong Ming raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch. After a long while, just when Qin Xuechu couldn't help but want to ask, Zhong Ming suddenly put down her hand, stepped forward and took out the key and tinkered with the box, and the two doors that were almost the same height as the car body were opened by her, and the situation inside suddenly appeared in front of Qin Xuechu's eyes, making her eyes involuntarily stare there, and she was reluctant to move away.

This is a very long brocade skirt, which is placed on a shelf almost one person high, the aqua green background is rippling like blue waves, the neckline, skirt, belt, and cuffs are intertwined with black and gold, and the embroidery patterns are flashing with a little light, such an antique pattern is full of tension, Qin Xuechu's hand moved gently on it, and his eyes were full of fascination.

Zhong Ming didn't rush her, everyone has their own preferences, and when they see what they like, it's normal to forget themselves. Qin Xuechu quickly came back to her senses, of course she knew the purpose of Zhong Ming's entrance, and quickly picked up the tool kit she brought, which contained her work tools, of course, not only for digging, but also for some simple tools for identification.

Picking up a high-powered magnifying glass, Qin Xuechu re-entered the working state, sometimes she stepped forward to carefully observe a certain detail, sometimes muttered to herself, and sometimes returned to the table to write down what she had just found. When she saw that she was too tall to reach, Zhong Ming took the initiative to bring a chair for her, just like her assistant, but the latter did not say anything, she was completely immersed in her own world.

"It's perfect, you know, I've never seen a physical object so well preserved, and if you hadn't brought it yourself, I'd definitely think it's a fake." After a long while, Qin Xuechu raised his head and let out a heartfelt admiration.

"Why can't I bring it as a fake?" Zhong Ming is a little strange about her logic.

"Because you're not so boring, you flew me all the way to get me on a fake." Qin Xue's first words were conclusive, which made Zhong Ming a little speechless, well, she really wouldn't do such boring things.

"Teacher Qin, can you tell me your conclusion now?" Zhong Ming is smart not to dwell on these details, she just wants to get a basic judgment.

"This is a wedding dress, and the shape should be in the Southern Song Dynasty." As soon as Qin Xuechu opened her mouth, Zhong Ming was taken aback, not because she had made a mistake in judgment, but because she was so sure.

"Let's start with the name." Qin Xuechu saw her doubts and patiently explained to her: "You should have watched the costume movies on TV, no matter which dynasty it is, it is all a big hit, right?" But in fact, the color of the wedding dress of almost every dynasty in history is different, for example, it was black in the pre-Qin period, purple in the Han and Jin dynasties, and there were even yellow records in the Tang Dynasty, and in the Song Dynasty, there was a word called 'red men and green women', which means that when they get married, the men wear red and the women wear green, which is what you see this dress looks like. ”

In front of the experts, Zhong Ming was left with only the part of listening, her eyes followed Qin Xuechu's hand to the hanging dress, it was hard to believe that such a big piece would actually be worn on a little girl who was less than sixteen years old, that meant that the hem was all dragged on the ground, wasn't she tired? Zhong Ming felt strange about his sudden thought.

"Speaking of shape, you can also say that green alone is not enough to explain the problem, then let's look at the other parts, in general, this is a burqa, that is, it is worn on the outermost, and there should be underwear, underwear, etc., you look at the embroidered patterns on it, there are two immortals and two immortals, phoenixes and barbarians singing, swallows flying together, mandarin ducks playing in the water, etc., all of which mean a good marriage, which is the basis for my judgment."

"Why is it said that it is the Southern Song Dynasty, this embroidery method, we call it 'embroidery', it is an embroidery method that appeared from the Tang Dynasty, mainly popular in the south of the Yangtze River, and developed to the most prosperous after the Song Dynasty. Especially in the Southern Song Dynasty, the imperial court set up a special institution to manage it, called the 'Wenxiu Academy', but unfortunately, after the Yuan and Ming dynasties, I don't know why it was lost, I saw it some time ago, so I was very impressed, today such a comparison, the techniques of the two have a striking similarity, as if it was embroidered by the same person. ”

When she said this, Qin Xuechu fell into a short memory, she couldn't remember where she saw it, but her impression was indeed very deep, and she suddenly remembered that in her own home, a student once sent a man's gown, and the embroidery on it was that kind of technique, and she discussed it with her husband at that time, thinking that it was somewhere where to restore the ancient craftsmanship.

"In addition, there is some corroboration, look at these gold threads, its twisting method is not in this period, but from the Middle East, such as Persia, Dashi and other places, the foreign trade in the Southern Song Dynasty was very developed, the sea route from Quanzhou to Arabia was called the 'Maritime Silk Road' by later generations, the exchanges between the two sides are frequent, and various commodities and technologies are exported to each other, which is one of them, and it is also the reason for my judgment."

Zhong Ming listened to her explanation quietly, she was not interested in those overly professional terms, and being able to draw conclusions with reason was the biggest gain of this trip, of course, she needed more than that, the approximate period was meaningless, and she hoped to be specific to which year.

"Which period of the Southern Song Dynasty can you be more detailed?"

"In this case, it may require more sophisticated analytical instruments, and it can only be done in the school laboratory from the fabric. If you are in a hurry, you can contact here, I remember Director Wu of Zhejiang University said that their school has similar testing equipment. ”

"No need, the things will be sent back to the imperial capital anyway, and then I will trouble you to do it yourself, this matter must also be kept secret, included in the confidentiality agreement you signed last time, and we will sign a supplementary agreement when we go back."

Zhong Ming didn't want to make a fuss, although the Director Wu that Qin Xuechu said was also involved in the previous excavation operation, she still instinctively thought that the fewer people who knew about this matter, the better, Qin Xuechu saw that she vetoed her proposal, and she didn't have too many ideas, her focus at the moment was completely occupied by what was in front of her.

"Make a wedding dress with no hands, and the flowers bloom together."

"What?" Hearing her whispering, Zhong Ming didn't react for a while, and asked subconsciously.

"Seeing it, I seem to see a young ancient girl, very young, fourteen or fifteen years old, it is the age of marriage, all day long in their own embroidery room, weaving their wedding dress, you look at how fine and neat every stitch on it, this is not achieved by modern sewing technology, because it requires countless efforts, and technology is secondary."

Zhong Ming was silent, Qin Xuechu's imagination brought her into a real picture, in which, the girl who had lost her life was engrossed in threading needles and threads on the embroidery frame, and a happy smile and a faint flush appeared on her face from time to time, the joy and shyness when she first married added countless charms to her, Zhong Ming couldn't imagine what kind of beauty it was,

"I'm afraid that Lang doesn't like it, and I am suspicious."

Walking out of the room and closing the door with her backhand, Zhong Ming kept walking and almost ran downstairs, once upon a time she was also a shy and happy girl to be married, looking forward to the most beautiful love in her heart, in the face of a sudden blow, that kind of lifeless despair, like a sky covered by dark clouds, destroying her will all the time, at this moment she suddenly understood, the girl brought by the target, why is it in such a state.

"Hour." Walking into the parking lot, the phone rang and pulled her out of her memory, and when she answered it, she heard that it was her own subordinate calling.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Ming subconsciously thought that the target had appeared again, and his heart suddenly tightened a little.

"The chief sent a telegram from Beijing, using a password, and I need you to come over."

Although it was not the result she imagined, Zhong Ming knew that she did not talk to herself directly at this time, but chose a coded message, indicating that the matter was very serious, she didn't dare to relax at all, got into the car with a calm face, blasted off the accelerator and galloped away.