Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 402 Something is wrong



Chapter 402 Something is wrong

"No, my wife and aunt are here, and my grandmother is very kind."

Xiao Jiang shook his head, shaking off the pressure of being asked about his grades by relatives during the New Year. He quickly walked to the desk where Cui Bianxu usually sat and put down the box in his hand: "Look at this."

"Is this from your grandmother?" Cui Bianxu opened the box and the contents were clearly visible. He took out the items and looked at them for a while: "Why did you give me something like this?"

People wear a lot of clothes in winter, so Xiao Jiang didn't answer and reached out to take off the thick coat he was wearing.

Her movements were smooth and natural. Xiao Cui was so frightened that his face instantly turned red. He looked around in confusion but couldn't find where to put his eyes. "This, this, is the heater too strong?"

Jiang Shangxian didn't notice his reaction. With a solemn expression on his round face, he pulled something out of his pouch. "Look, isn't it similar to what grandma gave me?"

"Like, like..." Cui Bianxu, his head buzzing, nodded randomly and couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Seeing that he didn't even glance at her and answered with his mouth, Xiao Jiang's face became numb. He clenched his fists to resist twisting him, then stood on tiptoe and manually turned his face over: "I'm wearing clothes!"

What's wrong with this guy? She really wants his body, but she's not so crazy as to go to the Dali Temple office in broad daylight to do some office play!

"Oh, oh..." The redness on Xiao Cui's face faded away little by little. He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt a little regretful in his heart.

"Look, this is what you gave me earlier. You said you found it in Zhao Dieniang's house."

Jiang Shangxian compared the Yintan compass in his hand with the gift from Liu Manqiang and said, "Take a look at this."

She didn't expect that Liu Manqiang's gift would be a bronze compass, exactly the same size as the one Cui Bianxu gave her. Not only was it heavy, but it was also cold to the touch. Who would give such a thing as a gift? What kind of belief did Xiao Cui's grandmother have?

"Most compasses are the same..."

Cui Bianxu took the two compasses in his hands and looked at them. "The Liu family believes in Feng Shui. My mother told me that when we rented out our home, every brick and tile was designed by our ancestors themselves. Every detail contains Feng Shui techniques that can ensure the prosperity and longevity of our descendants."

However, her mother had no talent in this area, and reading those books on Feng Shui gave her a headache, so her grandmother never forced her to study.

"wrong."

At that time, there were too many people who believed in Feng Shui. Ordinary people were very particular when putting up beams in their homes, and dignitaries were even more so. But Jiang Shangxian would not come to the Dali Temple just because they had two ordinary compasses made of different materials.

"Look, this position."

She wanted to look cool and flip the two compasses over, but her strength didn't allow it. She hesitated for two seconds with her hands hanging in the air. Xiao Jiang looked up at Cui Bianxu and smiled innocently: "Hands."

Cui Bianxu spread out his palm, smiled, took the compass and turned it over: "What's the problem?"

"Have!"

Xiao Jiang has always been diligent, juggling both work and love. He took the opportunity to casually scratch Xiao Cui's palm twice and said, "The inscriptions on both sides and below the center button on the back of the plate are the same!"

This is not the Tang Dynasty regular script used nowadays. Although the poor student Xiao Jiang could not understand the meaning of the characters, she could not help but covet Cui Bianxu's beauty. Not only did she carry the compass with her every day, she also often took it out to play with it when the weather was hot.

Just based on these few unknown characters, she guaranteed that the two compasses were engraved with the same thing.

Cui Bianxu, whose palms were tickled and his heart was beating fast, gradually lost the smile on his face after he saw the words clearly. He stared at the words above, his heart beating violently in his chest.

"What does this mean?" Jiang Shangxian noticed something was wrong and curled his lips. "Do you know this word?"

“This is small seal script.”

Cui Bianxu's cultural literacy was quite good. Although Tang Kai (regular script) was more commonly used nowadays, the Cui family had many ancient books handed down from the Former Qin Dynasty. To understand those books, one must be able to write in small seal script. "This is written on it: the year and month of manufacture of this thing, and..."

He paused, as if something was stuck in his throat, and said, "Zhao."

Jiang Shangxian didn't know about his conversation with Liu Manqiang last night. When he heard the word "Zhao", his eyes widened instantly. He swallowed saliva and felt the pain in his throat. "Could Zhao Dieniang really be from the Dunhuang Zhao family?"

"its not right."

Xiao Jiang quickly reacted: "Even if Zhao Dieniang is from the Dunhuang Zhao family, isn't my grandmother's surname Liu? Why is this grandmother...?"

Cui Bianxu didn't know this either: "Maybe it was given to the Liu family by the Zhao family sometime ago, and my grandmother thought it was good and kept it."

This statement is a bit far-fetched. Although there must be some circulation among the gifts of each family, no one would be so open about giving away things engraved with the symbol of another tribe, right?

"Jiulang, His Majesty doesn't like to chop off people's heads in large numbers, right?" She was really nervous, so nervous that her palms were numb. Although she vaguely remembered that Li Shimin didn't have a hobby of exterminating nine generations of a clan, she couldn't help but ask after touching her neck.

What exactly does the Zhao family want to do?

You don't need too much ambition. Too much is as bad as too little. The right amount is the long-term solution!

Cui Bianxu, who had been stern-faced, was amused by her and rubbed her head: "Don't worry, even if they kill all nine generations of your clan, it won't be our responsibility."

Jiang Shangxian's cheeks flushed after he recovered. He felt that he was too timid and made a stupid mistake. If the nine clans were to be counted, Li Shimin would have set a trap for the five surnames and seven families and charged them with treason, and would have wiped out all five families at once.

"I, I was just joking." Xiao Jiang, who had regained his composure, tried to save his dignity. He gently patted Xiao Cui's chest with his left hand and said, "You really take it seriously, hahaha..."

No matter how embarrassing it is, Xiao Jiang will never forget the advantage he got!

Cui Bianxu had no choice but to take her to a seat and bring her a plate of melon seeds. "I don't have much to eat here. When Jianming comes back, ask him to buy some fruit."

"Yeah!" Is this something you want to share? Xiao Jiang readily took the melon seeds and started cracking them, waiting for him to talk.

"Last night I was with my grandmother..."

Even if Jiang Shangxian didn't come today, he would still go to the Jiang family to talk to her: "Grandmother must be hiding something."

Without seeing the scene and only listening to Xiao Cui's empty retelling of the dialogue, Jiang Shangxian couldn't tell whether Liu Manqiang was really hiding something, but there was one thing.

"You mean Grandmother was poisoned and now she's cured?"

"It should be solved. I fought with my grandmother last night and didn't see anything wrong with her."

If someone fights with others after being poisoned, the poison will definitely take effect faster. He will definitely be able to see it. Besides, Liu Manqiang doesn't really want to die.


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