"Mr. Long, why don't we talk while eating?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

I nodded, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

Gu Tingcheng suddenly sighed: "Actually, in Dunhuang, I am a guest, and Mr. Long is the master." By extension, for ancient Dunhuang, we are all guests, and the history here, the Gobi Desert, the murals of the Mogao Grottoes, the Crescent Spring, and the Mingsha Mountain...... They are the eternal masters. As for Miss Ming, even time and space have become secondary things, and the universe is the master of everything. ”

These mysterious questions are not something that ordinary people can talk about, so in the end, Gu Tingcheng himself smiled: "I'm sorry, Mr. Long, after visiting the ancient murals of Mogao Grottoes today, I always have a supreme admiration for the wisdom of the ancients in my heart, and I always feel that I am very small in front of the mural art of Mogao Grottoes, so I feel a lot of emotion." Mr. Long is an artist based in Mogao Grottoes, and he must feel it more deeply, I am also a class with an axe, see the smile, see the smile! ”

Wise people will feel dwarfed in front of the relics of ancient civilization, and only worship and study with great concentration, because in the long history, only those masterpieces with deep cultural and artistic value and unanimously recognized by everyone will be preserved and protected from violent damage.

Only those who are extremely stupid will sneer at the ancient art of the Chinese nation, do not distinguish between the smell and smell, turn to foreign countries, forget their ancestors, and feel that even the moon of a foreign country is rounder than China.

Gu Tingcheng is very modest, which also makes my good impression of her stronger and stronger.

If I hadn't lived here for three years and my taste buds had been nourished by the food, I would have been happy to eat it.

Gu Tingcheng and I moved the chopsticks together, but Ming Shui's sleeves kept huddled in the sofa, his eyes were empty, and he was wandering out of the world.

"Well, Miss Ming is often like this, we don't have to bother her for the time being, and when she feels better, we will speak again. In fact, we only need to think about her life history to understand how painful she is at the moment. Gu Tingcheng said.

The country is broken, the family is dead, the soul is lost, and the despair, and now the return road is slim, and there is no way back, Ming Shuisleeve's heart must be like tormenting repeatedly on the oil pot, and he is dying and alive in pain. What's even more terrifying is that her pain cannot be relieved by ordinary methods, and she has no way to enter even though the mural is in front of her. No one can help her, unless there is another miracle.

Gu Tingcheng's movements are very elegant, and at a glance, he knows that he was born in a large family since he was a child, with a regular family education and complete etiquette.

After the ninety-seventh year, the social atmosphere on Hong Kong Island was affected by the mixed customs of the East and the West, and the inherent old-school traditions had been lost, and girls were open, lively, sexy, and generous, and the best traditions of the Chinese in the past were all thrown to the end.

I unconsciously compared her with Meng Qiao, both girls are very good, but the upbringing is too obvious.

"History is extremely fair, the former Ming princess did not die under the emperor's sword, nor did she die in the trampling of the horse's hooves of the chaotic army, but had another adventure, which is really interesting. In the future, I will have the opportunity to meet Mr. Cha and tell him about this public case, and his "Blue Blood Sword" and "Deer and Ding Ji" will have to revise the ending. Gu Tingcheng said with a smile.

I was silent, the legendary stories of novelists are all fictionalized according to the breakpoints of history, and with a brilliant pen, the stories are compiled into twists and turns, and they are full of changes. Only then will the reader buy it. Moreover, taking the matter in front of me as an example, in fact, readers are more willing to become the one-armed god of the former Ming princess, who is benevolent and righteous, abandons her past suspicions, and is willing to bypass the life of the Qing Emperor, because those are good emperors who can bring a happy life to the people of the world.

On the contrary, if the princess becomes the decadent Tang Dynasty she is now, and there is no story to speak of, readers will be unhappy.

"My friend is willing to do his best to help Miss Ming get back to her past, money is not a problem, people are not a problem, social relations, government relations are not a problem. He even told me that even if he took extraordinary measures to burn down the Mogao Grottoes and blow up Mingsha Mountain, he would help Miss Ming find her way home. His heart has been broken for Miss Ming. Gu Tingcheng said again.

I believe that Lei Dongtian can say such things, in his life creed, in order to achieve the goal, it is necessary for God to block and kill God, Buddha to block*, open the road in the mountains, build bridges in the water, and remove all obstacles. The process is not important, he only wants the result, but the result he wants.

In the eyes of historians and artists, the Mogao Grottoes are the art treasure house of the Chinese nation, one of the few mural monuments in the world, and have high-end artistic value that cannot be measured by money, but in Lei Dongtian's view, perhaps the entire Mogao Grottoes are not worth a tear in the Ming Water Sleeve.

As soon as I thought of this, Ming Shuisleeve hung his head. She didn't sob, she didn't raise her hand to wipe her tears, she let a crystal teardrop slip out of her eyes and hang on the tips of her long black eyelashes, swaying, trembling, and moving.

"It's really ......" I couldn't help but sigh, both happy for Lei Dongtian and a little worried for him.

The tears of a beauty are gold, and each one can smash a man's heart.

I don't have any selfish desires for Ming Shuisleeve, and when I see her tears, I feel heartbroken, not to mention Lei Dongtian, who has a deep love for her?

"Making such a big movement may not be able to help Miss Ming find her way home. When it's convenient, tell that friend that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and love is about fate, not reason. ”

Gu Qingcheng thought thoughtfully, imitating Ming Shui's sleeve, and also stroked his right arm with his left hand.

I can guess what she was thinking, in fact, when I realized the true identity of Ming Shuisleeve just now, I had already thought about it repeatedly. "The arm is lost and regained" is an obvious flaw,

According to historical records, Emperor Chongzhen had a nervous breakdown and wanted to kill all his relatives and then commit suicide, never letting the palace ladies fall into the hands of the liukou Li Zicheng. So, he either forced to kill or slashed with a sword, creating a bloody killing in the harem. The princess's right arm was cut off at that time, and it was also mentioned in the description of Ming Shuisleeve just now that the broken arm could not be reconnected, because at that time there was only traditional Chinese medicine in China, and it could only take medicine and dressing, and there was no high-end surgical ability. So, after the right arm was cut off, it could never be reconnected.

As a result, the princess became disabled with only her left arm. Even after hundreds of years, her lost right arm will not grow back and become exactly the same as before.

I believe that this question also plagues Ming Shuisleeve.

"Do a bone scan for her and everything will be clear." I whispered.

Modern medicine is highly developed, and a bone scan of a living person can obtain all the bone conditions in the person's body.

Gu Qingcheng nodded: "That's right, it is true that a bone scan should be done." ”

Her strength is that she is good at listening to the useful opinions of others and adjusting them immediately, turning each suggestion into actionable action.

As soon as she ate a few bites of the dish, she suddenly put down her chopsticks and whispered: "I went to call my friend, he values Mingshui sleeve so much, he must have brainstormed for Mingshuisleeve's affairs and sought treatment in every possible way." So, a bone scan must have been done. I called him and asked him to pass on the results. ”

As soon as she said it, she picked up her phone, glanced at it in the address book, and immediately dialed one of the numbers.

I really hope to help Lei Dongtian, because he has also helped me a lot before, including recognizing me as a brother, taking money to send me to school, finding me a teacher to practice martial arts, taking in Meng Qiao, buying a villa in Causeway Bay, and so on.

This time, I helped Gu Tingcheng and Ming Shuisleeve, which was equivalent to indirectly repaying Lei Dongtian's favor.

Before the phone was connected, Gu Tingcheng got up and went to the balcony.

I didn't say hello to Ming Shuisleeve, everything just went naturally. For a person who is slightly deranged, the more freedom she is given, the easier it will be for her to untie the knot, straighten out her thinking, and become a normal person again.

At the time of the death of the Ming Dynasty, internal and external troubles, the people were in the midst of fire and water, so wherever the righteous army of King Li Chuang and Zhang Xianzhong went, the officers and soldiers fell when they heard the wind, and the people ate pot pulp and welcomed them. The rebel army overthrew the unrighteous and faint monarch, which was the will of the people and the trend of the times, and no one could stop it.

Today, when the four seas are peaceful, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the road is not left behind, the era of "the people turning over and becoming the masters of the country" that the revolutionary ancestors are looking forward to has truly been realized. The country no longer belongs to any one surname or one person, but to every person of the Chinese nation. To be born in such a prosperous world, what is the people not satisfied with?

From the development of the small city of Dunhuang, I can deduce that the development of every city on the land of China is changing with each passing day, thriving, and advancing rapidly, on a par with the advanced countries of Europe and the United States. Born in the world, what a person with real super ability has to do is to serve the country loyally, share worries and solve problems for the country, and sweep away all unstable factors.

Just now, I foiled the kidnapping plot of the Tank Gang, which is also part of the contribution to the country and the people and the maintenance of peace in the city.

From the experience of Ming Shuisleeve, I also realized the truth of "blessing and misfortune, cause and effect cycle", and I believe that Emperor Chongzhen, who is at the end of the road and is like a lost dog, also felt the same way when he raised his sword to his own daughter, so he suddenly asked "Why was I born in my emperor's house". This sentence he said has been vividly recorded in history, the speaker has a heart, and the person who hears it is full of caution, which is worth everyone who falls from the peak of Vanity Fair into the abyss of failure.

I hope that Ming Shuisleeve can untie the knot in her heart, no longer ask for answers, but stop, face the real life, stay by the side of the person who really loves her, cultivate her self-cultivation, and spend this life together.

Lei Dongtian is not a good person, but at least he is a person in temperament, and he is also one of the few big people in the chaos of the rivers and lakes who can keep the moral bottom line, compared to the former Emperor Chongzhen who was out of control, King Li Chuang, who entered Beijing and left Beijing, and Zhang Xianzhong, who dug his own grave in Sichuan.

Gu Tingcheng's voice was low when she was talking on the balcony, and the sliding door between the balcony and the living room was tightly closed, so I couldn't hear what she was saying.

"The world is complicated, white clouds and dogs, which is true and what is false?" Ming Shuisleeve suddenly sighed faintly.

She didn't speak to me, but she thought about it and felt it. Perhaps in her eyes, I have been reduced to transparent air.