"Mr. Owen, can you elaborate more on what that file says?" Meizi pleaded.

"Absolutely." Owen said, got up and opened the filing cabinet, took out a few pages of papers, which looked yellowed, and put them on the table, "Please take a look at this, this is a record from a long time ago, a note from my father who I miss very much, this is what he handed me on his deathbed, so that I can give this to the right person in the East in the future." ”

Li Keding stepped forward to see that it was all in English, and he read two lines, but he couldn't understand it. When I looked at the plums, I was also at a loss.

Seeing that they couldn't read it, Owen put the finished cigar in the ashtray, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, made a strange expression, and said, "This seems to be a bit messy written by my father, and it is basically written in the slang of that place in York." However, if your native language is English, you won't have a big problem reading it, and some of it is a transliteration of Chinese, because my father doesn't know how to translate it. ”

"Can you tell me an idea, Mr. Owen, what the hell is written on this?" Meizi asked.

"No problem. My father is a China expert, so I learned Chinese since I was a child, otherwise, I would have been able to read and understand this easily. Owen introduced.

"You see, this paragraph is all a transliteration of Chinese, and the following is the explanation in English." Owen pointed to the beginning of the first page, 'The only avenue that can lead beyond the Liuhe. Therefore, the heavens bless the deer in the Ming Dynasty, the way of the universe, the number of heaven and earth, so that there is no present, no past, no future; It can make no up and down, no left and right, no inside and outside; All things change, all things return to their origins, and everything is unique. However, the genus of the eight pearls, the division of the two deer, and the combination of the stars, there is no way to know ......"

Only then did the two understand that the first paragraph at the beginning was originally transliterated in Chinese with English letters, which can only be understood in combination with the following English translation. At that time, there was no standard Chinese pinyin, so Li Keding did not understand the Chinese spelled by the British Yorkers, and Meizi's mother tongue was Japanese, so he couldn't read it.

Even if Owen was translated into Chinese, Li Keding and Mei Zi were still confused, isn't this just talking about mythology? Who can know, the number of heaven and earth, there is no past, no future!

While the two of them were thinking about it, they heard Owen say: "This record left by my father is not the original text of the Ming archives, but a brief overview, I can copy a copy for you, and you will come and take it tomorrow." ”

Meizi and Li Keding hurriedly thanked him.

Owen added: "The Ming Dynasty file, as my father once told me, was divided into three parts by his French friends, one sold to the Japanese, one to the Chinese, and one to the Indians. ”

Meizi asked puzzledly: "That Frenchman is really strange, why did he divide the file into three parts and sell it?" This does not necessarily sell for a high price. ”

Because he believes that this Daming archive, the things recorded, should not only belong to the Chinese, but should belong to all mankind, or at least to the entire East. Because of this, he divided the file into three parts and sold it to three Orientals. ”

"Scattered in the hands of three people, each of them is not complete, isn't it useless?" Li Keding asked.

"Why does it have to work?" Owen asked rhetorically, "Probably the best option is not to let it work." It is enough for us to know that this has happened. Even if we can't find Youlu anymore, we can't find those orbs, and our lives can still be beautiful, so even if the archives disappear and don't play any role, there's nothing to be sorry for. ”

"Well, Mr. Owen, you have a point." "But do you know who the people who bought the archives?" ”

"I only know two, one to be exact, and the other one's name, my father didn't say all, one of them is Japanese, named Taichi Tojo."

"Taichi Tojo, he is Kurasuke Tojo's father." After Meizi finished talking to Li Keding, she asked Owen again, "Can you tell me the name of the other one, it doesn't matter if it's not all." ”

"He is a Chinese, his surname is Lu, his name is Lu, my father doesn't know, he just told me, it's a Mr. Lu." Owen replied.

"What does Mr. Lu do, did your father mention it?" Meizi asked again in a reminding way.

Owen shook his head: "No, my father didn't mention it, he shouldn't know."

Umeko learned that Taiichi Tojo had bought the Ming archives and had gained a lot, so she said: "The Frenchman at the beginning, although he took the archives from China and sold them to others. But after looking at the file, he didn't think about getting Youlu and the orb, and he wasn't greedy. ”

"Please don't get me wrong, that Frenchman, his original motive was actually to protect the archives." "Because at that time, the soldiers were flocking into the palace, and many of the files were scattered on the ground, and he was afraid that the soldiers would burn the 'useless papers,' so he went and took them away." I heard my father tell me that all the money from the sale of archives by the French was donated to poor China. ”

"We see, Mr. Owen, thank you very much." Meizi thanked her.

Before you know it, half a day has passed.

When the two of them said goodbye to Mr. Owen, it was already dark, and Li Keding asked Meizi: "The afternoon scene of the movie has passed, why don't we watch it another day." ”

"Time flies! Okay, you take me back to the hotel, and we'll come back another day. Meizi said.

When he went to the English Hotel where Plum was staying, when he was leaving, Plum told him not to forget to pick up the papers from Mr. Owen tomorrow afternoon.

Li Keding said, I won't forget, how about we get there at three o'clock?

Meizi said, okay, it's three o'clock.

When Li Keding returned to Tang's house, his second uncle Li Zhongnan had just returned.

He reported what happened today to his uncle and second uncle.

After Tang Xian heard this, he said: "Between Suzuki Sasa and Tojo Cangsheng, there is originally this layer of mustard. I was thinking that maybe Sasa Suzuki discovered the secret of the Daming archives and attracted the poison of the Tojo family. ”

"Suzuki Sasa is looking for my eldest brother, and we still don't know why, is it really because of the Daming file? It's a pity that I can't meet my big brother. But I've already done a good job, and the Japanese won't be my big brother anymore. ”

"That's good, you can suffer less, and we'll try to rescue you." Tang Xian turned around and took out a telegram and said, "Tang Jie has returned the news from Japan, they have contacted the Kyoto Daily, and they will report the matter here tomorrow." In addition, she also found people from the Army Headquarters and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and they had promised to come forward and think that her father would not have to worry about his life anymore. ”

When the uncle and nephew heard the news, they both took the telegram and read it, and they were a lot more relieved.

After dinner, Lu Wan's phone called, Li Keding picked it up, and heard Lu Wan ask, "Where have you gone this day?" I made it easy to find, and I called several times, but I didn't see anyone. ”

Li Keding felt very sorry at this time, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I went out to meet two important people today. Well, tomorrow afternoon, I'll take you to meet the two. ”

Lu Wan was relieved and said, "Well, I'll have lunch tomorrow, so I'll go find you." ”

"Okay. You don't have to worry about me, take care of yourself, I'll rescue my father soon. Li Keding comforted Lu Wan and was also moved by her worrying about herself.

"See you tomorrow, good night." Lu Wan said.