The foundation of historical knowledge is too thin, but fortunately Xu Zehong came.

Let the old man listen to Leia's jerky and difficult translation together.

turned out to be even more embarrassing, Xu Zehong was already a bit Mediterranean, and listening to Leia's translation, he almost bald himself in the process.

By the end of the 45-page translation, it was already dark outside.

Zhang Jing looked at Xu Zehong and asked, "How do I feel that the whole article is, do the ancients also know how to use numbers?"

"No," Xu Zehong shook his head, "The tone is like Marco." Polo, but he probably hasn't been to a big country."

"How is that possible?" Zhang Jing's eyes widened a little, "Yangzhou is written here correctly, but the content is very watery."

"The content is very watery," Xu Zehong explained, "The mistake is that there are so many words for water, and there is no mention of local folk customs."

"What folklore?" Zhang Jing asked curiously.

"For example, tea," Xu Zehong explains, "nomads eat milk and meat as their staple food, and there have never been Mongolians who are not fond of tea;

Speaking of Yangzhou itself, the local Han people drink more tea."

"This is very unreasonable," Xu Zehong said, the more excited he became, "Successive dynasties have regarded tea as an important strategic material to contain ethnic minorities;

Kublai Khan himself began to buy Shu tea in 1268, gradually purchased tea from all over the south of the Yangtze River in 1275, and set up tea gardens in Changhu and other places in 1276 to "pick tea buds for the inner government";

In the 8th and 9th centuries, Suleiman, a merchant from the Western Regions, wrote "Records of Great Powers", which explicitly mentions tea;

It is also the nature of the Central Plains people to be good at tea, if Marco Polo really worked as an official in Yangzhou, it is impossible that he has not received Han people, could it be that Han people drank coffee at that time?"

The words "coffee drinker" made Zhang Jing laugh.

"Also," Xu Zehong is worthy of being a professor, and his heart is as thin as silk, "He didn't mention any of the others, such as Chinese medicine, chopsticks, foot binding, and cormorants."

"Other foreigners, such as the 14th-century traveler Mandeville in Jazz Travels;

and Colonel Henry Yuer, who retired in 1862, mentioned these things in "The Great Power and the Road to the Great Power";

Besides, even if you really haven't seen these things, Marco Polo is a foreigner who has been an official in Yangzhou for three years and has never been sick?

Didn't a Chinese medicine doctor see him?"

At the end of the conversation, Xu Zehong concluded, "So I guess he has never been to Yangzhou at all, let alone been an official in the local area."

I feel that Xu Zehong is so awesome, he actually overturned history, and it is reasonable.

In his heart, Zhang Jing agreed with Xu Zehong's judgment, 45 fragments, a lot of water numbers, but did not mention such common things as tea, traditional Chinese medicine, chopsticks, foot binding, and cormorants.

"What does it mean that there are seven or eight references to the 'sublime light of the Great Khan' in the fragments?" Butler Leia interrupted the two men to think.

Xu Zehong looked at Leia and explained, "I guess Marco. Polo may have only gone to Persia, which is now Polan;

When I heard about the Yuan Dynasty from the local people, I imagined Kublai Khan to be great, similar to fans worshipping idols, and I was a little blind."

"Could it be a treasure?" Leia's imagination is wild, "A good thing that makes people not sick, not afraid of the cold, and strong in combat?"

Xu Zehong's brain was stunned for a moment, "Why do you have such a guess?"

"The ghouls and large ghouls in the Western cultural world evolved from the image of the Mongol army."

"Legend has it that they never get tired, they can sleep on horseback, eat enemy corpses, don't light fire at night, don't fear the cold, and so on."

Zhang Jing subconsciously looked at Xu Zehong.

At the same time, Xu Zehong also looked at Zhang Jing silently.

Originally, the discussion was about history, but Leia actually talked about metaphysics.

The main point, combined with the content of the first and second parts of the 45 fragments, "the sublime light of the Great Khan" seems to ... Seem... Suspected to be a treasure?

The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of a heartbeat.

With his mouth moving, Xu Zehong reorganized his thoughts and said, "Of the five ancient books of Western Xia that we have snatched from the Japanese people, two of them have been translated;

It is mentioned that the front-line vanguard generals of the Mongol army have an astonishing physique, and their arm strength and endurance are unbelievably strong;

Wielding a hundred-pound mace like a wooden stick, you can easily pull a ten-stone hard bow."

"Also," Xu Zehong added, "from the Tang to the Qing Dynasty, one pound is equivalent to 600 grams now."

"It should be just an exception," Zhang Jing reminded, "General Li Guang can 'shoot stones and drink feathers'."

Xu Zehong shook his head, is it not written in the "case" book.

"It is imperative to find out what the 'sublime light of the Great Khan' is," Zhang Jing ordered himself and Xu Zehong, "and this matter has the highest priority."

"We need copies of the 37 ancient books of the Tangut Dynasty in the Xining Museum," Xu Zehong suggested, "and having the Yuanjue Sutra as a dictionary is very helpful for deciphering the Tangut script;

Even if you can't find the clue to Genghis Khan's tomb, you may be able to crack the secret of the "sublime light of the Great Khan."

Zhang Jing stretched out his hand to support his forehead, he is a treasure picker, and he has never asked for help.

In order to defend his freedom, he was even willing to give up a lot of interests.

I didn't expect to need to go back to Liang Jie's softness.

It's okay to find Wen Li, but Zhang Jing doesn't want to be a "child who doesn't grow up".

"This matter is confidential," Zhang Jing waved to Leia and Xu Zehong, "You go out first, I need to be quiet."

The two of them were supposed to leave, and Léa closed the door.

Sitting in a chair and thinking for up to five minutes, or maybe ten minutes, sorting out what he wanted to say in his mind, Zhang Jing took out his mobile phone and dialed Liang Jieyang's number.

Liang Jieyang is worried about her future in the historic hotel next to the Avenue of Stars.

Just because her father is her grandmother's youngest son and cannot inherit the Liang family's family business, she can only become a collateral in the future.

With a severance pay of no more than two million meters, get a job in a family company, or find a way out on your own.

If you don't want to create a huge gap in your living environment, there are only two ways.

One is to marry into another wealthy family.

The second is to find a potential stock to assist and go to the top with a man.

Zhang Jing is the potential stock she wants, and it is great to have Wen Li as a backer.

The only downside is that there is no substance.

But it doesn't matter, one has Wen Li as a backer, and the other has the surname Liang, which is equivalent to the merger of artifacts, and it can completely create a new family.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing would rather not have thirty-seven ancient books of ancient Xia than her.

It's so shocking!

Too insulting!

Is she Liang Jieyang so bad?

For this reason, she went to Temasek to conduct a thorough investigation of Zhang Jing.

As a result, Ding Jiaqi persuaded her to pretend to be weak and create a chance encounter, so she came to Los Angeles again.

However, she doesn't pretend to be weak, she doesn't create a chance encounter, she is completely overwhelmed, and she didn't expect someone to call.

was slightly stunned at first, then happy, cleared his throat, and made sure that his voice was cold, and then he connected Zhang Jing's phone.