Chapter 227: Life is life when there is no suffering
"Spliced?" The boy was stunned and looked at the photo with some surprise.
The girls on the side also came over to look at the spear in the photo, they had only noticed that the spear was broken from it, so they naturally felt that the spear was one.
"Here." The waiter said, pointing to a frontal photo.
The two of them looked at the place where her finger was, and there was indeed a faint gap between the two circles of the spear in the seat under the spearhead. Although it is not very clear, after comparing the other photos, it is certain that there is indeed a gap there.
"And here." As he spoke, the waiter pointed to the handle of the spear, where there was also a crack.
"This ······" The boy grabbed his hair, and his heart was a little depressed, and the time frame that he had finally ruled out was overturned.
The waiter looked at the spear in the photo, and his eyes, which had always been calm, had some indescribable looks, and that kind of look seemed to be nostalgia and a silent memory.
After a while, the waiter's eyes were taken away from the photo and he asked, "Is this your problem?" ”
"Yes." The girl was not very familiar with the waiter, so she looked at her and asked cautiously: "That, then why do you think that this spear was from the end of the Warring States period to the end of the Qin Kingdom?" ”
The service glanced at the girl, looked at the lines on the spear and said: "The inscription here is in the text close to the Three Jin Dynasty in the Warring States Period, and the weapon inscriptions in the middle and late Warring States period of the Three Jin Dynasty are often recorded in the first year after the beginning of the year. The left and right warehouses of the national capital and the place seen in the Korean artifacts, and the supreme warehouse and arsenal of the national capital, are used to indicate the place where they were cast. ”
Here, those who have the word "drum (made)" after the name of Yeyin or Ye are Korean instruments. ”
The inscriptions on the photos are blurry, and in some places they are not even legible, but the waiter is very detailed. It was as if she was very familiar with the inscriptions, pointing out exactly where she was talking about them.
According to the inscription written on the inscription, this vessel was made by the Korean Zhiku, and the owner was originally named after a Korean son······ I can't see it clearly. ”
The inscription on the photo is only one paragraph, and it is no longer clear to see it later. The waiter's voice stopped, she probably knew who the owner of the spear was, but she said no more.
The boy sat and listened to the waiter, holding his phone and searching for something.
Half ringing, said in surprise.
"Yes, indeed."
He consulted the information on Korean characters and weapon inscriptions during the Warring States period, and it was indeed not much different from the waiter's theory.
Just at a glance, you can see so much, so powerful, the girls on the side have some amazement in their eyes.
Although they were students of the Department of Archaeology, they did not study paleographies, and they could not recognize the origin of these texts at the first time. However, the other party can see the age and origin of these words at a glance, and it directly explains the content of the words.
The boy looked at the waiter with some confusion, but then looked at the photo and continued.
"Since it is the artifact of a Korean son, on the bank of the Weishui River, is this old site an ancient battlefield?"
"But why do Korean artifacts end up on the banks of the Weishui River?"
The seat and distance didn't make sense, and the boy's brow furrowed again.
"Yes, if that's the case, it should be a remnant of the last years of the Warring States Period, why do you say it's the last years of the Qin Kingdom?" The girl also asked puzzled.
The waiter was just stunned for a moment, and then muttered, "This is a thing of a Qin general." ”
"It's just broken in a war, and that war was in the last years of the Qin State."
"The war in the last years of the Qin state." The boy held the photo and said to himself, looking at the waiter: "Is there a record?" ”
"Maybe." The waiter's face was a little dazed, and then he seemed to react, and smiled at the two: "It's just me talking nonsense." ”
This was the first time the two of them saw the smile on the waiter's face, and they were dumbfounded.
The girl blushed and shrunk her neck, she is indeed so handsome······
The boy also coughed and looked away: "Cough, no, what Sister Nan said is very well-founded, and it has really helped a lot, thank you very much." ”
I just don't know why, the light smile on the waiter's face looks a little tired.
The smile receded, and the waiter shook his head.
"Nothing."
When the two of them finished eating, they said hello and left, apparently preparing to check some more information to verify the waiter's words.
Gu Nan put away the two of them and washed them.
When the spear broke, I remember it a long time ago.
"What do you want to eat during the Chinese New Year?" The old woman suddenly asked the waiter with a cigarette.
"I want to eat hot pot."
"Don't make an inch, hot pot is very expensive these days."
The boy walked out of the tavern with the girl, looked back, and then looked at the picture in his hand.
On the banks of the Wei River, several researchers stood next to a broken spear, the surface of which was rusty but still visible some of the luster of the past.
A small part was still buried in the soil, and as the brush gently brushed away the dirt, the wind blew through the fine sand above, revealing the still sharp spearhead and reflecting the cold light.
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"Ahem, ahem."
With a weak cough, one foot stepped on the soft soil on the banks of the Weishui River.
It was a man in a black-and-gray robe, and he didn't look very good.
Several openings were made in the shirt, the placket was dyed black and red, and blood oozed from the clothes and dripped to the ground. Then a short grass plant on the side of the road. Drops of blood trickled down the blades of grass and soaked into the dirt.
Holding a long piano in his arms, the strings of the piano broke several heels, and the reddish wood was stained with blood and showed a little mottling.
The Qin Imperial Palace was heavily guarded, but it was difficult to escape.
He heard the sound of waves, turned his ears to the side, and looked to the side with his eyes blank.
In front of him was a long river that flowed eastward, with the intermittent sound of the waves, across his path.
The man stood on the bank of the long river with the piano in his arms, and a smile appeared on his face.
But he stopped walking, sat cross-legged by the river, and put the long qin on his lap.
His hands pressed on the strings, as if he was playing, but the strings had been broken, and the sound of the piano was intermittent and low, and it could not be connected to a piece of music at all.
But the smile on the man's face was still there, and the song was finished.
In the distance of the night, someone was chasing from afar, both with swords in their hands.
The man playing the piano raised his head and asked softly, "If there was no chaos in the world, what would be the fate of you and me?" ”
If it weren't for the troubled times, everyone would have no worries and no suffering, right?
He originally entered the Qin Imperial Palace to assassinate Qin, but now he thinks about it, how ridiculous it is.
No one answered him, there was no one around, but he already had the answer, and he had seen all the troubles of the world.
And how to send this world back into that troubled world?
He stood up with the long lyre in his arms, and a little light appeared in front of his eyes, which could not see anything.
Leaning forward, he fell into the middle of the river.
The waves in the river flowed, and they rose and fell with the color of blood.
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"Drinking?"
"Don't drink it."
"Then I drink, how about you play the piano?"
"Hehe, yes."
"Drunk and singing! Hahaha! ”
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The sound of the piano is no more, only the sound of the waves remains.