With spare cross-boards, the waterwheel was quickly repaired and was running again. The old village chief put his hands behind his back, smiled from ear to ear, and said gratefully, "Teacher Yu has worked so hard, if it weren't for Teacher Yu, those of us who can't read a word, don't know how many days we will have to work! "
Several villagers nearby also smiled and thanked Yu Nian.
This actually made Yu Nian feel embarrassed, he washed the stains off his hands with the clear water, "It's just a little effort, I did what I can do, no thanks, really no thanks."
The old village head laughed loudly, "Teacher Yu is thin-skinned!"
On the way back, Yuan Wang carried the camera. Over the past two days, he followed Yu Nian around and got acquainted a lot, and he lost the original restraint in speaking. He joked, "After the short film of our record is broadcast, you can add the item 'repairing the water tank' in the special column of your personal information in the encyclopedia every year."
Yu Nian also smiled and said, "Well, I have to make a note later, the technology is relatively good."
Both of them laughed.
It was long after lunch time, and the two of them were walking on the path overgrown with weeds, Yu Nian said, "I'm really sorry, I made you come with me, and you haven't had lunch yet."
Yuan Wang waved his hands grinningly, showing his white teeth with a smile, "Eating is nothing, I have seen what is the live version of the pinnacle of leak detection, and I have also seen how to repair waterwheels, it is much more fun than eating, I can blow it for a year when I go back !"
The two returned to the temporary residence, finished their lunch in a few minutes, found the mask from their carry-on luggage, and went back to the warehouse in the village to study the bronze gui.
Yu Nian was very patient, so he borrowed a small brush with soft bristles and a circle of loofah pulp from the villagers. After putting on a black mask, he began to clean up the dirt and ash on the surface of the bronze gui bit by bit.
Yuan Wang couldn't help much, so he just sat and watched. After staring at the movements of Yu Nian's hands for a while, he couldn't help but marvel, "Niannian, your hands are too steady!"
There was a wave-like smile in the eyes exposed outside the mask, and Yu Nian said, "Because the cultural relics dug out of the ground are basically very, very fragile, like the bamboo slips found in the tomb of Marquis Haihun. It's stuck together, it's a black lump, and it's not clear at all. So as long as you move this hand, you must be extremely careful and patient. Because of a negligence, something is destroyed, and what is destroyed may be extremely precious A piece of history."
He smiled again, "Think about it, these ancient things have survived the vicissitudes of life and time, but when they were taken out, they snapped off, that's really true,"
Yuan Wang answered with a smile: "My heart hurts to death!"
Yu Nian nodded, and concentrated on working for a while, he stopped what he was doing, "Okay."
A small piece of the pattern on the bronze gui vessel was cleaned out, Yu Nian's eyes lit up, and he exhaled softly, "It's a taotie pattern, and it looks like it's not like a modern imitation."
Seeing Yuan Wang's curiosity, Yu Nian explained, "The taotie pattern is a kind of bronze pattern, which is more ferocious and majestic. In the slave society, it can reflect the dignity and control of the slave owner."
After speaking, Yu Nian changed his posture and knelt on the ground on one knee. Yuan Wang asked, "Niannian, what are you doing?"
Yu Nian moved his slender fingers with well-defined knuckles a few times, took two deep breaths, and then replied, "I just cleaned the outer wall to warm up. I haven't done these things for a long time. I'm a bit unfamiliar." He smiled and said with his eyes bent. , "Now officially begins."
First, the soil contained in the bronze gui was cleared out, and then Yu Nian began to carefully clean the inner wall. His eyes were like obsidian immersed in a clear spring, his brows were calm, his eyes were extremely focused, and he even took his breath lightly. Although he was half kneeling on the ground, there was an imperceptible aura. Yuan Wang watched from the side, couldn't help swallowing, and then became nervous.
After a while, Yu Nian said with joy in his words, "There are indeed inscriptions on the inner wall." He explained to Yuan Wang, "Bronze sacrificial vessels are usually used for sacrifices, and the inscriptions left usually include that this object is someone's name." It’s information about doing something on a certain day, so it’s very historically valuable.”
Yuan Wang nodded and waited quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Wang's legs became numb from squatting. Seeing a slight change in Yu Nian's expression, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, lowered his eyelashes, and looked at the bronze gui on the ground.
Yuan Wang's heart beat faster, and he quickly asked, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"
"No problem." Yu Nian's smile was as bright and dazzling as the sun breaking through the morning mist. He said briskly, "I roughly cleaned up the first four characters of the inscription, but I found that I seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. !"
Yuan Wang was stunned: "It's better than that chicken stone pattern cup?"
"It's incomparable." Yu Nian shook his head, "The Doucai chicken stone pattern cup is just a wine cup used by the emperor. The firing technique is excellent and the artistic value is high. But the bronze gui of this vat for pressing vegetables, the first four characters of the inscription inside are , King Wen Zhengxuan."
His voice softened, "King Wen attacked Xuan."
Yuan Wang was nervous, "And then?"
Yu Nian took off his mask and took a deep breath, "Then the value of this bronze gui is heavier than I imagined, much heavier, I dare not touch it again, I am not qualified, I have to let my teacher come."
Yuan Wang watched the news about Yu Nian and photographer Ji Chaode, and he was impressed by Yu Nian's teacher who copied "Twenty-Four Histories" every now and then, and was very protective, "Teacher Zeng Hongying?"
"Yes, that's him."
I asked the village chief to find an old wooden box, and Yu Nian personally put the bronze gui into it, sealed it tightly, and prepared to take it away with him when he returned to Ningcheng tomorrow morning. After checking the time, he walked to a place with a signal, and called the teacher first.
Zeng Hongying answered the phone quickly, her exaggerated tone couldn't hide her joy, "Hey, who is calling me? Seeing the name, I thought it was my presbyopia!"
Yu Nian smiled, "Teacher, I'm in a village in Fengshou Mountain."
"I know, what kind of public welfare action." Realizing that he had exposed something, Zeng Hongying forcibly rescued him, coughed twice, and his tone became tough, "I don't want to know where you are, talk about things if you have something to do, don't waste it if you have nothing to do Signal."
Yu Nian didn't say much, and said directly, "The village I live in is called Xinfeng Village. When I was helping the village repair the waterwheel, I saw a bronze gui for pressing a vegetable vat."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other side of the phone, and Zeng Hongying muttered, "Using a three-thousand-year-old bronze gui jar to press mustard? What a creative idea! Back then, King Wen and King Wu were not so extravagant."
"Well, after I recognized it, I asked carefully. It was Fu Boyan from the capital who brought it to the village. Later, Fu Boyan died of illness here, and the bronze gui remained, but only half of it, and the base was not there."
Zeng Hongying knew about this old incident, and now his tone became more serious, "Half is half, the point is, year after year, have you read it carefully? Is there an inscription? What is the origin?"
"I recognized four characters," Yu Nian's heartbeat also became agitated, and he said each word clearly, "Wen Wang Zhengxuan."
Zeng Hongying didn't speak for a long time, and held her breath for a few seconds. When the voice came back, even the breath was trembling, "Niannian, you told the teacher, are you sure it is these words? Did you admit it wrong?"
"It's just these few words, I absolutely did not admit my mistakes. After I recognized these four words, I dare not move again. I need you to come. I am young and not qualified enough."
Zeng Hongying murmured, "Okay, you did the right thing, bring it back carefully, let's judge the authenticity first. If it's fake, then the person who made it has a pretty good imagination. If it's true—"
"If it is true, it is a verification of a piece of history."
"Yes, whether the Xuan dynasty and this period of history existed, whether they were fabricated or imagined, or did they really exist? The domestic and foreign historians have been arguing for decades. If," Zeng Hongying couldn't help but said before finishing his sentence Laughing loudly, "My dear Niannian, what kind of luck is this for you? It doesn't count if you pick up a bucket-colored chicken and stone-patterned cup, but you can also pick up this kind of Zhenguo bronze!"
Yu Nian rubbed his nose and rolled his eyes with a smile, "Probably, luck?"
After hanging up the phone, Yu Nian took a breath of the mountain air and stood there for a while before his heartbeat slowly slowed down. He froze for a while, then dialed Yu Qing's number again.
It took Yu Qing a while to pick it up, her voice was still sleepy, "Niannian?"
"Well, it's me, sister, are you sleeping?"
Yu Qing responded, "Last night, I went back to the country after a small child, and after a night of trouble, I am really old. After a whole night, my soul is almost gone." She regained consciousness, "Still in the mountains?"
"Yes, I will return to Ningcheng early tomorrow morning, and I guess I will arrive in the evening." Yu Nian didn't say much, and asked directly, "What did Zhuang Hana do?"
As soon as this was mentioned, Yu Qing became annoyed, "She is pregnant."
Yu Nian frowned, "Impossible."
"That's right, it's impossible. My father, when my mother passed away and I was young, had a vasectomy. He swore that he would only have one daughter in this life, and that the entire Sheng family would be mine in the future.
So I was also wondering how Zhuang Hana got pregnant. As soon as she was pregnant, she swaggered to the house, pointing out, what is wrong here, what is wrong there, and asked to take down the photo of my mother hanging on the wall and throw it out, saying that the photo of the dead person would hit her stomach No one will be able to bear this responsibility at that time. "
"and then?"
"Then I slapped her." Yu Qing said coldly, "You can scold me, you can make up rumors about me and say bad things about me, but you can't speak ill of my mother. There is no peace in letting her go."
Yu Nian knew that his mother's death had always been a knot in Yu Qing's heart, and he couldn't even untangle it in this life. He asked, "Then sister, what are you going to do now?"
The sound of a lighter came from the microphone, and Yu Qing said, "How to do it? I have never been afraid of anyone. I really think that I am too lazy to talk to her because she is educated? Let's not talk about it, and watch my performance later."
Ten minutes after the call ended, Yu Qing's Weibo was updated.
"Yu Qing: @庄豪娜 Number one, don't cry too much, hurry up and get the injury report, and you can ask my lawyer for compensation. Second, you scolded my mom twice, I slapped you, there is a problem ? Third, my dad will not have a second child. Whose is the child in your belly? Fourth, don’t appear in front of me again, or I, Sheng Yuqing, will beat you every time I see you.”
"—Fucking this response, my sister Qing really is awesome! Then the problem comes, Zhuang Hana is pregnant? But it's not Sheng Xuntang's child? The amount of information is really huge! Eat melons in the front row!"
"—Ah, I admit it! She is really the eldest lady of the Sheng family! Does this count as, if singing is not popular and acting is not popular, you have to go home and inherit the tens of billions of family business?"
"—The wife of Sheng Xuntang of the Sheng Group has passed away for many years, so, uh, Zhuang Hena really deserves a beating for scolding Yu Qing's mother... As for pregnancy, I guess she wanted her mother to marry into a rich family with a son, but she couldn't get pregnant. I just came up with a bad idea, is this person stupid or stupid? I think it will be cool soon."
After Yu Qing responded, Zhuang Hena's Weibo didn't make any more noise. It was originally a farce, but by the next day, not many people paid attention to it anymore.
At this time, Yu Nian had already transferred from the bus to the train from Fengshou Mountain to the airport. He didn't go with the charity team of Sunyao Mobile, but took a bronze gui, and boarded Xie You's private plane from the business boarding building.
At the same time, on the forum with the largest traffic in China, a post appeared on the homepage and quickly became popular. It was called "Yu Qing is the eldest lady of the Sheng family, so her cousin Yu Nian..."
"Two days ago, Yu Qing's identity and background were exposed because of a rich and bloody drama, but since his debut, Yu Qing's background is deep and hard, and everyone has always known it, so although surprised, it is not shocking. eyeball.
We all know that Yu Qing and Yu Nian are cousins who are related by blood, and this has been admitted by both parties. The poster thought at the time, Yu Nian has debuted for a year, but no one has ever known about his family and family situation, isn't it strange
So the landlord deliberately searched for information, and found that Yu Nian did not mention his family very much. When he participated in the song "Far Star" in "Sound of Nature", he mentioned that he missed his deceased grandmother. The single "Dream Talking" was released, and there was a phoenix flute in it. In the interview, Yu Nian said that it was played by Mr. Fu Wanming, a good friend of my grandfather. The landlord was curious, so he did everything possible to check. "
"—What did the original poster want to say? I really annoyed Yu Nian who set it up, didn't he just make money by picking up the loopholes, and then found a business opportunity, and he is a history major, so since college, he bought and sold antiques to make money The price difference, otherwise, where do you think he got so much money? Although Zhao Chunming is a scumbag, he still sprayed it for more than a year, and he can still wash his body full of copper stink? The show "Zid Treasure" is even more so. I really think I am awesome Now, why don’t you even look at the 200 million items and say they’re fake? People who can’t even order takeout, bah!”
"-Zhao Shuya's fan upstairs? He's really loyal! Don't worry about the landlord, just keep picking. I'm also curious, but I don't have the patience to check hahaha, wait for the landlord!"
"—This is trying to take advantage of Yu Qing's popularity, so as to make Yu Nian a wave of noble sons? However, if the landlord finds out that Yu Nian's family has no power, no power, no money, no status, and a bunch of bad things, Then Yu Nian's team shouldn't be mad? Hahaha, after all, even a rich family like the Sheng family has a few poor relatives, right?"
In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of stories added to the post, most of which were passers-by and black fans mocking the persona, the poster was not affected, and continued posting a few minutes later.
"The host wanted to explore and found Yu Qing's original words, 'Let me introduce, my younger brother @余年, who is related by blood, his grandmother is my grandpa's sister.' Based on this sentence, the host went to check Looking at the family tree of the Sheng family, I found that things were far simpler than the host had imagined—because in Grandpa Yu Qing's generation, there were only two brothers and sisters, and the younger sister's name was Sheng Lingyi.
Who is Sheng Lingyi? The lady from the Sheng family who was famous in Ningcheng back then, a lady from a famous family, was also the songwriter of "Green Field", "Praise of Plum Blossoms", "Thousand Years of Meditation", "The Bell of History" and the school song of Ningcheng University. She was known as a national treasure-level songwriter ,artist. Many of her works have been regarded as classics, sung and re-sung, and paid tribute to. And her monographs on music theory are still professional textbooks in many colleges and universities. "
"—Holy shit, "Green Field" and "Plum Blossom Praise", every chorus must sing!"
"—Teacher Sheng Lingyi! It turned out to be Teacher Sheng Lingyi! Teacher Sheng Lingyi not only wrote lyrics and music, but also wrote poems and prose. That's a beauty!"
"Niannian's grandma is Sheng Lingyi! Oh my God, no wonder Niannian created and sang an all-in-one machine. The lyrics and music are so good. This is the family history! Blow it up!!"
The reply speed was even faster than before. After a while, the homepage became popular, and the floors followed thousands of floors.
The author continued to write.
"I was also surprised when I confirmed that Yu Nian's grandma was Sheng Lingyi, because this is something that can give me extra points and show off, but Yu Nian didn't mention it a word. But when I checked down, I found out that I still Too young, more powerful behind!! Beyond my imagination!!
Who is Sheng Lingyi's husband, Yu Nian's grandfather? Yu Xiuning. Friends who don't know who Mr. Xiu Ning is, you can click on this link [link], after reading it, you can search for another keyword: Qingshan Yushi. "