National treasure

Chapter 40

After lunch, Zhong Zhe picked a stack of relevant materials from Uncle Gao's study, and went to the sofa in the small living room to flip through them.

Cheng Ling came in at some point, and Zhong Zhe waited for him to stand in front of him, then seemed to notice, and slowly put down the book, in fact, someone entered the room, and he didn't read a word.

The setting sun of autumn shone across Cheng Ling's body, the light and shadow were soft, slightly blurring the coldness around him.

Zhong Zhe somehow remembered that afternoon in the study of the old house, he also walked towards him through the mottled reflections of the window sills all over the floor, and when he approached silently, every step seemed to be on his heart.

He watched as Cheng Ling took out his Montblanc gold leaf pen that fell on the train and handed it back to himself, and then he took out a black jewelry box as if by magic.

Zhong Zhe looked at the small square box, knowing that it was impossible, but still couldn't restrain his heart beating wildly, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat uncontrollably.

He almost held his breath before he calmly opened the lid, and inside was a pair of simple and simple sterling silver cufflinks.

With Zhong Zhe's eyes, it can be seen at a glance that it is purely handmade. The abbreviation of the letter J is slightly recessed in the middle of the cufflinks, and the elegant pattern is carefully engraved.

Due to the differences in hand-made, the two sharp hooks of J letters that look like twins are slightly different.

He looked up at Cheng Ling. Unknown emotions flowed over the bridge of the heart like a river, drowning the rational fields, so that Zhong Zhe temporarily lost the expression of language.

"After I came out of the art exhibition space, I wanted to give you a locator again. Of course, it's not the type that needs to be swallowed." Cheng Ling smiled slightly, and his tone was relaxed.

"I think cufflinks are what you often use. They are not too conspicuous to wear. They are a good medium. Time is tight, so I can only roughly make a pair. They are not very beautiful. You will use them for a while and wait for the task. After that, they have completed their mission."

Zhong Zhe's language ability, which had temporarily retreated, barely recovered at this time. Only the most simple and direct words could jump out of his mind. When he spoke, his voice flowed like running water, bright and penetrating like the afternoon sun.

"It's beautiful. I like it very much."

Cheng Ling's gaze was as calm as usual, except for a rare soft and relaxed expression on his face.He picked up one of the cuff buttons, turned over the front of the button, revealed an inconspicuous dot on the back, and pointed it out to Zhong Zhe.

"In addition to the built-in positioning transmitter in the buckle, this dot can also be used to contact and call for help. When you press the dot, as long as you are within the same city range, you can send me one-way and secretly transmit what you said in real time. .”

He continued to demonstrate, "Press two more times like this to turn off the communication."

He put down the cufflink in his hand and picked up the other one again, "There is a very small red dot indicator on the reverse side of this one, which allows you to confirm whether the transmission signal is connected normally."

Zhong Zhe took off the cuff button with one hand, and naturally stretched out the hand that loosened the cuff. He was used to being served by others, so it was completely subconscious.

Cheng Ling paused for half a second, quickly lowered his eyelids, and put it on Zhong Zhe's hand without any trace.

After changing, Zhong Zhe tried to pretend to tidy up his cuffs. The things were easy to use and concealed, which made him feel novel and interesting.

Of course, he would not admit that what he loves more is the pair of silver buckles themselves, although this is probably the most worthless gift he has ever received.

Cheng Ling looked at Zhong Zhe's smiling brow and eyes full of interest, and smiled in a good mood: "It's just as long as you like it."

While the two were talking, Aunt Chen's voice sounded in the corridor, "Wu Bin, did your uncle tell you? Zhong Zhe lives at home. Yes, he and Ke Ke are here, and they want to stay with us for a while. Take a look at your uncle. Well, he should have something to do by the way, you will know after talking about it yourself."

As the sound approached, a tall and thin young man wearing narrow-rimmed glasses appeared at the door of the small living room.

Zhong Zhe looked at Wu Bin, but he hadn't seen him for several years. He lost some of the white and thin scholar's appearance of the past, became darker and thinner, and his temperament became more calm and sophisticated. Looks like an archaeologist.

"Zhong Zhe!"

Wu Bin walked towards him with a smile on his face, his expression was so enthusiastic and warm that the light suddenly lit up in his eyes could easily penetrate the pair of glasses and illuminate Zhong Zhe.

After not seeing him for many years, Zhong Zhe felt a little emotional. He didn't have many friends, and the only one he knew since childhood was Wu Bin.

The two greeted each other by patting each other on the shoulders. The strangeness of many years was quickly wiped away by the actions of close relatives, and the familiarity of childhood was recalled to each other.

Zhong Zhe turned around and introduced Cheng Ling and Wu Bin to each other.

A subordinate who apparently follows him to do business is a complete outsider.One is Uncle Gao's relative and closed disciple, a rising star in the industry who has won the Field Archeology Award.

For the two people whose identities are quite different, Zhong Zhe originally thought that they would go through the motions and just ignore each other, but they actually looked at each other seriously.

Wu Bin smiled, and said first: "A Zhe and I have been together since we were young, and I know everything about him. Your boss is not easy to serve. If you are not sure, just ask me. Make sure you get through safely."

"You're welcome." Cheng Ling also smiled, a bit condescending because of his height, "Although we haven't been with him for long, we go in and out together sooner or later, and I've figured out what his habits are, so it's not difficult to serve him. .”

Listening to the polite conversation between the two, Zhong Zhe didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that something was not quite right.

Wu Bin has already turned to Zhong Zhe with a smile, "I just met my uncle. He told me that you need to check some historical materials recorded in the Ming Dynasty and the pre-Qin period, and you need to identify some oracle bone inscriptions. Show me some fragments of rubbings. If you want to pull me to be a strong man, I will give you more information. How about we go to the study to talk?"

Zhong Zhe subconsciously looked at Cheng Ling, and seeing that Cheng Ling did not show any signs, he looked back at him inquiringly. Only then did he realize that he was the boss now, and it was him who should speak.

"Okay, let's study it together." Zhong Zhe made a gesture to greet Cheng Ling to go with him.

Wu Bin didn't make a sound, and the three went to the study to sit down together.

Soon, Zhong Zhe and Wu Bin entered into a lively discussion, completely forgetting the world around them.

Cheng Ling sat quietly, listening to them discuss academic issues that he didn't understand. As he studied the meaning of those words, an invisible gully was dug deeper and deeper.

The phonology, exegesis, etymology, naming...all the unfamiliar words that popped out of the two mouths built an invisible city wall. As these nouns popped up more and more, the frequency became more and more dense, and the city wall became stronger and wider.

Behind the ravines and city walls, there is a visible and tangible world, where Zhong Zhe and Wu Bin are like ducks in water, proficient in communicating with other languages.

He looked at them, and the two of them, Bowen and Memorizer, were busy digging out the yellowed old papers in the bookcase from time to time in the study according to the sub-categories of the classics and history collections, and they were very busy.

One said that I remembered a few sentences in the notes of the Song people, and the other said that I had read "Han Shu", "Historical Records" and "Bamboo Book Chronicles" for this passage. After finding out the passage, the two searched and verified it alternately, and they cooperated very tacitly.

Time flew by quickly in the high-intensity work, and Zhong Zhe finally rubbed his neck and said: "So, at least my interpretation of most of the words is not too wrong."

Uncle Gao is a very measured person. Although he felt that it would be better for one more person to verify his and Zhong Zhe's inferences, Wu Bin was different from them, so he just carefully selected some fragments. Let Wu Bin verify it alone.

When Zhong Zhe saw the materials carefully selected by Uncle Gao, he understood the other party's intentions and was naturally willing to cooperate.

At this moment, the sky has already darkened, and they finally have a clear conclusion, and they are waiting to confirm the conclusion with Uncle Gao's alone tomorrow.

Zhong Zhe looked up, only to realize that Cheng Ling had left the study at some point.