Summary of the previous chapter: Huang Zhenyi led Ma Xiaoquan to a village. After entering the village, Huang Zhenyi took him into a small house. In the house were two books that Huang Jingming often read during his lifetime, one of which was in English.
The Three Kingdoms, the other one is male and female...
Ma Xiaoquan was not surprised that Huang Zhenyi said that she had read the book about men and women. After all, Huang Zhenyi had given birth to a baby, so she naturally knew a lot about men and women.
However, this English version of the Three Kingdoms... Ma Xiaoquan casually flipped through a few pages and was almost stunned.
Ma Xiaoquan believed that the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms, which he was so impressed by, was definitely a pirated copy, because the Chinese-English translation was really painful.
For example, in the first sentence of Chapter 1 of Emperor Wu's Chronicles in the Book of Wei, the original text of the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms reads as follows: Emperor Taizu Wu was a native of Pei State, his surname was Cao, his surname was Cao, and his courtesy name was Meng De.
But the Chinese-English version of the Three Kingdoms in Ma Xiaoquan's hand actually reads: the ancestors of, was born in Qiao, his second nascanwashisgramdfather.
Ma Xiaoquan literally translated this sentence as: The ancestor Cao Cao was a native of Qiao. His second name was Meng De. Cao Shen of the Han Dynasty was his grandfather.
Of course, Ma Xiaoquan's literal translation is also literal. If you modify it, the translation can be relatively better, but... that is only limited to people like Ma Xiaoquan who have read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. If it is given to ordinary people, it will definitely not
It's a literal translation, and the effect is really painful.
Ma Xiaoquan twitched the corner of his mouth several times. I don't know who made such a pheasant translation. It was a waste of natural resources.
"Pah!" Ma Xiaoquan threw the Chinese-English translation of the Three Kingdoms on the table with disdain.
Huang Zhenyi stepped forward, picked up the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms and asked: "What is this? Can you understand the words in it?"
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and asked Huang Zhenyi: "Why do you think this book will contain words? Can't symbols be used?"
Huang Zhenyi smiled and said: "If it is symbols, it must be messy, but the layout of this book is very neatly arranged, so it must be words."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "You are very smart. Yes, this book is indeed full of words instead of symbols, and I can understand them all."
"I knew it!" Huang Zhenyi patted her chest and said with a sincere face, "My father had been reading this book before he was alive. I asked my father many times, but he refused to tell me or teach me.
....."
Teach you? Teach you and you will know the history. This history may be messed up. Well, Huang Jingming was right not to teach you.
Ma Xiaoquan interrupted: "What is your intention when you say these words?"
Huang Zhenyi said: "I want you to translate these words."
Ma Xiaoquan didn't even think about it, and immediately shook his head and said: "Impossible!"
"Why?"
"There is no reason. If I say it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" As he said that, Ma Xiaoquan snatched the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms from Huang Zhenyi's hand, concentrated his energy, and shot out fine flames from his hand, instantly burning the Chronicle of the Three Kingdoms into ashes.
of ashes.
"You!" Huang Zhenyi pointed at Ma Xiaoquan angrily and stamped her foot. She regretted it. She should have kept a few copies if she had known Ma Xiaoquan was going to do this.
"You don't have to point your fingers at me. You know too much about the content in this book and it's not good for you!"
Ma Xiaoquan extinguished the flame in his hand lightly and said: "Well, in exchange, I can answer you some things you want to know. Of course, I have to see what you want to know?"
Huang Zhenyi thought for a moment and then said: "Okay, then tell me, what is written in this book?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said: "History!"
"History? Is it historical records?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "No!"
"What is that?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "I can't talk about this anymore, next question!"
Huang Zhenyi curled her lips and asked again: "Are you and my father from the same era?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Yes in general, but not in detail. Your father is older than me. Of course, we should be in the same organization."
"An organization? What organization?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said nothing, and motioned to Huang Zhenyi to ask the third question.
Huang Zhenyi did not show any pretense and continued to ask: "What is the purpose of my father coming to this era?"
Ma Xiaoquan spread his hands helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know either."
"What about you? What is your purpose?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "To be precise, it should be called a task."
"Mission? What mission?"
"Find back the things your father left behind in this era. Well, this is it..." Ma Xiaoquan said, taking out a sheepskin from his arms, unfolding it and handing it to Huang Zhenyi.
Huang Zhenyi took the sheepskin, took a look at it, and said in surprise: "I have seen this before. My father called it a solar recorder."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes, it's called a solar recorder."
"What is this for?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said: "I don't know either. I have been looking for this thing for twenty years. But it is said that this thing is now in the hands of a person named Lu Xian. Oh, by the way, this Lu Xianke and I are mortal enemies.
"
"Mr. Lu?" Huang Zhenyi thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "I don't know."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "It doesn't matter, I will find that thing sooner or later."
He said it didn't matter, but in fact Ma Xiaoquan was still very anxious in his heart. He had been in this era for twenty years. If he stayed here any longer, his wife would grow old and his children would grow up, and many things would become embarrassing.
"Any more questions?" Ma Xiaoquan asked Huang Zhenyi.
Huang Zhenyi thought for a while: "No more for now."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said, "Then it's my turn to ask you."
"Just ask!"
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Huang Zhenyi and said, "First question, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
Huang Zhenyi shook her head: "No more, my father only has me as his daughter."
"Second question, when your father was alive, he should have known that I was coming. Why didn't he show up and want to see me?"
Huang Zhenyi shook her head: "I don't know either."
"The third question is, when your father died, did he really only leave these two books behind?"
Huang Zhenyi replied: "Yes, my father said that one day his successor will understand when he reads these two books."
Understand? Understand. I burned all the fire in the Three Kingdoms. What's the value of these men and women?
Although he thought so in his heart, Ma Xiaoquan took the action and picked up the book of men and women.
"Huh?" After flipping through a few pages, Ma Xiaoquan noticed something was wrong.
The fonts in the book are not very neat, and there are signs of dried watermarks next to them.
Ma Xiaoquan asked Huang Zhenyi to pour him a glass of water, and then poured the water in the glass on the page of the book.
"Oh, that's it." After the water was splashed on the page, the original text began to slowly fade away. At the same time, another type of text began to appear on the wet page.
Huang Zhenyi came over and saw the text on the page. He frowned and said, "Why is it still that kind of text? I can't understand it!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said nothing, but he could clearly see the words on the page.
After struggling with this several times, Ma Xiaoquan finally read all the words in the book.
"That's it..." After reading those words, Ma Xiaoquan smiled and put the wet man and woman on the table.
"What's in the book?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Your father's treasure trove, haha."
"Treasure place?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "You're kidding, this is the place where your father stored his belongings during his lifetime. Are you interested in going and taking a look with me?"
Huang Zhenyi nodded: "This must go."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course it's confirmed. I am my father's daughter and I have the right to know!"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and stamped his foot on the ground. He heard two "click" sounds, and a shallow pit was made on the ground by Ma Xiaoquan's step.
"What are you doing?"
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips: "As the saying goes, what is far away is what is right in front of you, haha..."
"What?" Huang Zhenyi reacted, "The place where my father stores his things is down there?"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and stomped it hard again. With this stomp, he actually made a hole in the ground.
Ma Xiaoquan squatted down, reached into the hole and groped for a while, and then took out an oilcloth bag under Huang Zhenyi's surprised eyes.
"This is......"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "This is what your father really left behind."