One hundred and eighty seventh chapter ghost jade tablet
The small courtyard where Fang Xuanling lived was next to Wanhe's small courtyard. Wanhe and Changsun Wuji soon came to Fang Xuanling's door. Before they entered, they heard a sound coming from the courtyard. There was a sound of reading. Hearing the sound of reading, Wan He couldn't help but blush. This is a real scholar. It seems that Changsun Wuji is next to him. Whenever he is free, he can be seen holding a book. .It just so happens that I am the first person in spring. I have rarely touched a book for several months. I feel so ashamed, so ashamed.
I felt ashamed. But if Wan He wanted to imitate them and study every day, it would be easier to kill him. Wan He nodded towards Changsun Wuji, and then opened the door directly and went in. As soon as he entered the yard, he Seeing Fang Xuanling sitting on the stone bench very carefree, holding a book in his hand, reading the book with great interest. When he saw Wan He and Changsun Wuji coming, Fang Xuanling immediately put down the book and smiled. He came up to us and said, "Cousin. Brother Changsun. Why do you have time to come here today?"
"Uh." Wan He's face couldn't help but blush. It seemed that he hadn't come to Fang Xuanling for a long time. Today he came to him to ask for something. Now, Wan He was really speechless. After dilly-dallying for a long time, Wan He laughed awkwardly: "Haha. The weather is nice today. My cousin is very interested."
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but glance at Wan He. Only Wan He could say such empty words. Changsun Wuji turned his head and saluted Fang Xuanling and said: "Brother Fang Nian never forgets to increase his knowledge. I really admire you."
Fang Xuanling laughed and invited Wan He and Changsun Wuji to take their seats. Then he said with a smile: "My cousin is here today. I'm afraid he has something important to do. Cousin might as well speak up. If I can help, I will do my best. But for."
Fang Xuanling was quite straightforward. But since everyone had said so, Wan He stopped being polite. He immediately took out the brocade box from his arms and brought it to Fang Xuanling. He said, "Cousin, this is It's a treasure I got by accident today. But none of us can see the origin of this treasure. Cousin, you are knowledgeable. Why don't you help us take a look." After saying that, Wan He sent the treasure box to Fang Xuanling. He opened it directly in front of him. At the moment he opened it, Fang Xuanling was obviously shocked by the brilliance of the jade tablet. But soon, Fang Xuanling's attention focused on the ancient inscriptions on the surface of the jade tablet.
"This seems to be a ghost text." Fang Xuanling's eyes showed confusion at first, but it was soon replaced by shock. He couldn't help but reached out and picked up the jade plaque. He put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Then he was surprised. shouted.
Ghost writing. After these two words popped out of Fang Xuanling's mouth, Wan He was shocked. Could it be that the writing was written by ghosts? It's not that evil. Changsun Wuji, who was standing beside him, had a look of astonishment. He looked at Fang Xuanling and asked with disbelief: "Brother Fang Nian, you mean, this is ghost inscriptions. How is it possible? How could ghost inscriptions be carved on the jade plaque?"
Fang Xuanling carefully examined the ancient texts again. It took him a long time to regain his composure. He nodded solemnly and said, "Yes. These are indeed ghost texts. A few years ago, I also studied ghost texts. This is indeed ghost writing. Brother Changsun, ghost writing is just a kind of writing. It does not mean that it cannot be carved on jade."
But Changsun Wuji shook his head repeatedly. Obviously he couldn't agree with Fang Xuanling's statement and said: "Brother Fang Nian, although what you said is reasonable, no one has ever seen ghost writing on jade so far. You are now It’s hard for me to believe that this is ghost writing.”
"Just because no one has seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Is it possible that the huge Yin and Shang dynasty at that time used tortoise shells and bone fragments to carve characters from top to bottom? Although jade is precious, it is not a luxury item for the princes at that time. Let's do it." Fang Xuanling insisted on her opinion and had no intention of giving in.
Hearing the conversation between Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji, Wan He was completely confused. He quickly interrupted the argument between the two and said: "Cousin Wuji, what on earth are you talking about? What nonsense? Ah. Are there really ghosts in this world?"
Being interrupted by Wan He, the two could no longer argue. Changsun Wuji immediately explained to Wan He: "Young master, the so-called ghost writing is the writing used by the Yin Shang Dynasty in ancient times. It is usually seen on tortoise shells. On the bone fragments, most people regard the Yin and Shang Dynasties as a ghost dynasty. Therefore, the writing used by the Yin and Shang Dynasties is also called ghost writing. However, there are too few ghost writings handed down in this world. Very few people can understand it. Get ghost writing."
"Oh. You are talking about oracle bone inscriptions." Although Wan He is not very good at studying history, he has still heard the name of oracle bone inscriptions. After listening to Changsun Wuji's explanation, Wan He immediately knew that it was the so-called ghost inscriptions. .It is the oracle bone inscriptions of later generations. Then Wan He was full of surprise. Unexpectedly, what was carved on this jade tablet turned out to be oracle bone inscriptions. In other words, this jade tablet was at least a treasure passed down from the Yin and Shang Dynasties. .Mommy. That’s worth a lot of money.
But at this moment, no one cared about what Wan He was thinking. Fang Xuanling took the jade plaque and looked at it carefully. Then he gently put the jade plaque back into the brocade box and said in a deep voice: "No. I'm wrong. This is indeed a ghost text. It's a pity that I don't know much about ghost texts. I can only barely recognize one of the characters for 'Valley', but I really can't recognize the other character."
After hearing what Fang Xuanling said, Changsun Wuji stopped talking. Fang Xuanling is not the kind of person who talks nonsense. Since he has recognized one of the characters, it means that the ancient writing on it is indeed ghost writing. That's right. And Wan He also looked at Fang Xuanling in surprise and asked: "Cousin, you are so amazing. You can even recognize oracle bones. Uh, you can recognize this ghost inscription. This was written more than a thousand years ago. Just text.”
Fang Xuanling took a deep breath, frowned, and shook his head and said: "My ability is not that big. I have a good friend who is really proficient in ghost writing. If he comes to read it, he will definitely recognize these two words." "It's a pity that my good friend likes to travel around. I don't know where he is now." As he said that, Fang Xuanling's face was full of nostalgia, obviously thinking of his good friend.
"Uh." Hearing what Fang Xuanling said, Wan He immediately remembered an idiom he had heard before. He subconsciously said, "Cousin, that good friend of yours, could it be Du Ruhui."
"Huh." Fang Xuanling was surprised this time. He looked at Wan He with wide eyes and asked in surprise: "Cousin, how do you recognize Keming?"
Can you not recognize it? Fang Mou Du Duan. Not many people don’t know it. Wan He muttered something in his heart, but he didn’t dare to say it in front of Fang Xuanling. Instead, he rolled his eyes and started laughing. He said, "Well, I've also heard people talk about it. Cousin, you have a very good friend named Du Ruhui. But I don't recognize him."
"Really?" Fang Xuanling's face was full of doubts. Obviously he didn't believe Wan He's explanation. But he didn't ask further. Instead, he helped Wan He close the brocade box. Then he said: "Anyway, this is The katama tablet is definitely not an ordinary thing. Cousin, you'd better keep it carefully. If you meet Keming in the future, I will ask him for advice on this ghost text on your behalf."
"Uh. Okay." Since Fang Xuanling said so, Wan He had no other choice. He carefully put the brocade box away. Then he said to Fang Xuanling: "My cousin has the habit of living here. ."
Hearing what Wan He said, Fang Xuanling seemed to know what Wan He wanted to say. She smiled lightly and said, "My uncle and cousin treat me very well here. Is there anything I'm not used to."
"Just get used to it. Just get used to it." Seeing Fang Xuanling being so easy to talk to, Wan He's heart, which had been cold before, became active again. He asked tentatively: "Cousin, you always stay here It's not good here. Isn't it too stuffy? Otherwise, tomorrow Wuji and I will go to the Etiquette Department. Cousin, you might as well go with us. Just take it as a breath of fresh air and relax. "
What Wan He said was that he wanted to continue to win over Fang Xuanling. What Changsun Wuji said to him before made Wan He already have his own idea in his heart. But to realize this idea, Wan He must You must strengthen your own strength. The Fang Xuanling in front of you is a great talent. If you miss it, Wan He doesn't want to see it. And after Wan He said these words, Fang Xuanling's eyes tightened. Staring at Wan He closely, it seemed that he wanted to see through Wan He's thoughts. Wan He was also panicking. Finally, Fang Xuanling smiled and said: "If we go out to relax, my cousin's idea is not bad. Okay. Come on. As a brother, I will go with you tomorrow."
Seeing Fang Xuanling, he remained silent. Wan He was already prepared to be rejected by Fang Xuanling, but he didn't expect that Fang Xuanling actually agreed. Wan He was a little surprised. But soon Wan He was happy and busy. He nodded and smiled: "That's very good. That's very good. Then I will go out with my cousin tomorrow."
In the early morning of the next day, Wan He, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and Zhu Muwu went straight to the official residence of the Ministry of Rites. Along the way, Wan He also deliberately got close to Fang Xuanling and pulled Fang Xuan from time to time. Ling joked and chatted, trying to get closer to him and Fang Xuanling. But he only deliberately got close to Wan He, but Fang Xuanling was always lukewarm and smiled at Wan He. He couldn't guess what he was thinking at all. Finally, they arrived at the door of the official residence of the Ministry of Rites. Fang Xuanling said no more than five sentences along the way. Wan He talked until his mouth was dry.
"Ah, Mr. Wan, you are finally here." Wan He had just arrived at the entrance of the official residence. Wan He was about to take a breath. However, he saw a short figure immediately rushing to Wan He, shouting to Wan He. He bowed and bowed. It was Ono Meizi, the Japanese envoy who gave Wanhe a big gift yesterday.
PS: I’m really sorry. My mother suddenly fell ill. I accompanied her to the clinic for treatment and injections in the afternoon. That’s why I didn’t have time to update~