Until Dr. Caleb was gone for a long time, until the coffee in front of Zuo Youyou had cooled.

She didn't move.

Some stories that have been hidden in the dust gradually come out of history, and Zuo Youyou sees cruel life and death. That's not a gentle history.

History is never gentle.

She forcibly suppressed her surging thoughts and sent a WeChat message to Lao Zhuang, telling him that she had not been able to obtain Dr. Caleb's support at present, and that she still needed first-hand historical information to prove it.

Then, the second message, she did not send out.

The second message was sent to the Perkins tree.

Zuo Youyou: "Will the old man Daishi be handed over to the Japanese in order to protect the cultural relics?" ”

She typed the line into the dialog box, deleted it one by one, and finally exited the chat with Bai Xinshu.

There's no need to ask.

Because she knew that the old man Daishi wouldn't.

The "Black Sun 731" I watched last night echoed in Zuo Youyou's mind.

The pain of the invaded is just a fluttering sentence in history, a movie, but in that era, it was a shadow that spanned almost half the life of a generation. Outsiders have no way of knowing, and they are destined to be unable to empathize.

Mr. Caleb could not comprehend this emotion. This kind of emotion that is a mixture of pain and grief belongs to rebellion.

People always keep choosing, and the old man Daishi will not choose so.

But what really happened back then?

Zuo Youyou poked with a pen in the notebook and sketched and drawn. She listed the doubts one by one:

Why do the Japanese take dividends from the profits of the Mantaiwa?

Why did Shinling Ling end up in the hands of the Japanese and end up in England?

When the Japanese were trying to control the trade network on the Korean Peninsula, why did Pak Jason's second son marry a Japanese woman as a concubine in the face of the family's disapproval?

Old Man Daishi is the ninth son of Bai Jiesheng. According to the merchant style of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, the eldest and second sons of Pak Jason were already holding important positions in the Mantaehe in Korea. Why did Bai Dajun, the old man of Daishi, who did not participate in the family business, become the only heir in the end? After all, Old Man Daishi didn't have any talent in business!

In history, there is no record of the old man Daishi interacting with his brother. Is the relationship between them bad? If there is a bad relationship, can it be proved that the old man Daishi does not like the Japanese?

Zuo Youyou drew a circle on top of Bai Jiesheng's name.

All the secrets of Bai Dajun, the old man of Daishi, seem to faintly point to his father, Bai Jiesheng, the self-made businessman who worked hard in North Korea. And the origin of the story may also have to start from the Wantaihe that was lost in history.

Zuo Youyou stopped his pen and looked at the unoutlined book, and his thoughts gradually became clearer.

Books.

Patrick Bergerson, born in 1873, died in 1939. His life is entangled with the modern history of the Mantaehe, the Korean Peninsula, and East Asia.

If history is a little girl who dresses up, first-hand historical data does not lie.

Ancient books can speak.

There must be something else she didn't see.

Zuo Youyou took a sip of cold coffee. The American style at room temperature is probably the most terrifying thing in the whole world, and the sour smell hit Zuo Youyou's brain, and there seemed to be a flash in her mind, instantly splitting all the chaotic connections.

She had a preconceived idea!

The same data can obviously be interpreted differently!

What is recorded in the ledger is that part of the profits of each project must be extracted from the expenses to the Japanese, and there is not a word to prove that this is a dividend to the Japanese, and there is not a word that says that the Japanese have a stake in the Wantaihe.

In other words, Dr. Caleb and Dr. Jiang Shiqin can explain the flow of this money in terms of dividends, and others can of course explain it in other ways.

So, she needs to be calm, more calm. In the cracks of ancient books, there must be some corners and corners, recording some information, waiting for her to discover.

Zuo Youyou jumped out of the café and returned to Huaxia Shulin as fast as he could.

She dragged out a box full of ledgers. She had already sorted out the ledgers, but at this moment, she had a new perspective, and she had to look at these ledgers again.

The evening was spent flipping through the ledgers.

So, did she find anything?

It's a pity that she couldn't see anything. For a whole night, nothing was accomplished, nothing was accomplished.

Zuo Youyou, like countless ordinary young people, has put in so much effort, but the number of times he has been rewarded is very few. Or maybe that's life.

Zuo Youyou fell asleep disappointed. The next morning, she received good news.

Chen Yanxi's relatives planned to immigrate to take away the ancient national treasure "He Tao Poems", because of the timely interference, has now been collected by the National Library to avoid the fate of losing cultural relics.

In return, the Center for Ancient Books will have a feast hosted by the Provincial Library and the Cultural Heritage Conservation Center!

And then there's the second piece of good news.

"Guqin score solitary book finishing project? Give me? It's true?! Zuo Youyou was surprised and delighted, "But I don't understand music at all, is it okay?" ”

"It's not a big problem, the score is very well preserved, and the main focus is on collation. The old man has long been an American citizen, and in the United States, he entrusted his grandson in China to come forward to contact us and specifically named you to do this project. Bai Xinshu said on the phone.

Zuo Youyou was shocked: "Name me?" I'm already famous? Why? Impossible, right? ”

Bai Xinshu was also puzzled: "I don't know, but you don't need to think about it so much, since good luck has come, then it will be." ”

Zuo Youyou had a feeling of disbelief.

How could such a good thing fall on oneself?

She hung up the phone, turned her head and said to Jian Xingzhou in a daze, "I seem to be really a relation." ”

Jian Xingzhou's face twitched: "You're really embarrassed to say." Bah. ”

This good luck made Zuo Youyou puzzled, but since the good luck had arrived at the door, he naturally had to continue.

"Master! When will this project start? ”

"It's early. This kind of overseas solitary sorting needs to be jointly involved by several units, and the project can only be established after the host unit is determined, and the project will be tendered after the project is established, and we can only undertake it after winning the bid. ”

“…… Don't be so complicated. It's just a thin ......"

"Otherwise, where will the project funds come from? Oh, good money, I'll run over by myself, good dog! ”

The puppy ran to the feet of the old stone and was pinched by the old stone.

“…… Alone, alone! Can't attract funds even if it's a lone book? ”

The puppy ran to Zuo Youyou's feet.

"What's wrong with the lonely book, how many lonely books are waiting for us to save in the whole world. Moreover, do you think that the only one donated it for free? Most of them are bought! I bought it after the price was negotiated!! There is no money to talk about protection, development and utilization. These funds cannot be drawn up by one unit, and several units have to be put together together. ”

The puppy ran back to the foot of the old stone.