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That Tang Zhangwei felt thirsty, and he asked Bai Cunxiao to bring him a glass of water.

At this time, Princess Suining and Wei Wan'er arrived.

The two wives of Tang Zhangwei made sweet and sour plum soup for Tang Zhangwei, which made Tang Zhangwei feel very restrained when he drank it.

Tang Zhangwei didn't expect that he would be able to enjoy such a delicacy, Tang Zhangwei said to Princess Suining: "I'm just thirsty, you can just make it easy, don't make it too complicated." ”

The Suining princess said: "Don't deal with it casually, your life is more delicate, so as not to affect your judgment." ”

Tang Zhangwei smiled and said, "We, the people of Datang, always take practicality as the best. ”

"So it's a wedding gift?" Bai Lu reacted the fastest.

"That's right, you see that it is also engraved with gold lotus, jade leaves and other common decorations for the Tang Dynasty. The whole sachet craftsmanship is quite exquisite, and this kind of work is unaffordable for ordinary people, so this sachet is likely to be a wedding gift from Guo Ziyi's relatives, curtain guests, or himself to Princess Shengping. its

The manufacturing time was no later than around the first year of Yongtai, that is, 765 AD, which happened to be the day of the wedding of Guo Yi and Princess Shengping. ”

After Tang Zhangwei said this, he paused, asked Bai Lu to translate to Luo Shang, and then raised his voice: "Now you understand, right?" Of course, the wedding gifts should be paired in pairs, but the sachet is for women, should one be given to Princess Shengping to wear, and another to Guo Yi to wear? Of course not! So there may be another male-friendly item that matches the sachet – it could be a golden knife, it could be an ivory inkstone, it could be a jade key, but it could never be another sachet. ”

These materials were all checked by Tang Zhangwei in the museum before departure, and he can be regarded as learning and selling now.

Luo Shang couldn't help but ask, "In that case, Mr. Zhou's other donation can't be a sachet?" ”

Tang Zhangwei shook his head: "That's not necessarily, Mr. Zhou Junshi didn't say that these two donations are a pair, even if they are two sachets, it's not strange." I just want to tell you that you just said that Chinese like to pair up, so the other one is also a sachet, and this inference is very wrong. ”

Even if Bai Lu tried to be as tactful as possible when translating, it could not erase the acerbic sneer in his tone. Luo Shang listened to the twitching of his facial muscles a few times, and finally let out a breath from his nose as if resigned to his fate, and spread his hands out to show that he admitted defeat. No way, he is just a lecturer of Western religious history, and there is no advantage at all in talking about Chinese history with Chinese.

After a short period of defeat, Luo Shang quickly recovered: "So, can Mr. Xiao tell me where this sachet was unearthed?" What else was unearthed during the same period? ”

"This ...... I don't know. Tang Zhangwei shook his head, "It may be near the Jianling Tomb in Shaanxi, and Princess Shengping's tomb is nearby." However, Mr. Zhou Junshi only said that it was ancestral when he donated it, and he did not explain its origin, so we don't know. Maybe the time of the excavation is the Qing Dynasty, or it may be the Ming Dynasty, God knows. ”

"Mrs. Zhou should know, right?" Luo Shang turned his gaze to Shen Ye's face. The latter smiled bitterly: "I didn't know until today that my husband had donated such a thing, what can I know?" ”

Speaking of this, Shen Ye suddenly let out an "oops" sound, and subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand.

"What's wrong with you? Mrs. Zhou? Bai Lu hurriedly asked.

Shen Ye hesitated for a moment, but said slowly: "I heard Mr. Xiao mention the jade key just now, and I remembered it. Last night when I was packing up my husband's belongings, I found a key next to his diary. I didn't care about it at the time, but now that I think about it, I don't remember which lock it was with in the house. ”

"Can you take a look?"

"Okay."

After speaking, Shen Ye stood up, picked up a few strands of fine hair floating on his forehead, and walked quickly to the bedroom.

After the master left, the room fell into a subtle embarrassment for a while, Luo Shang and Tang Zhangwei leaned on the side of the sofa, wanting to maintain each other's attention but also not wanting to be noticed by each other, so both of them maintained a half-leaning and half-sitting posture, looking very stiff; Only Bai Lu sat upright in the middle, maintaining a standard sitting position. Since entering the house, she has not spoken except for a translator, like a humanoid translator.

Luo Shang couldn't stand this atmosphere at first, he let out a loud sigh, changed his posture, and muttered a string of French words to Bai Lu. Bai Lu did not translate immediately this time, but immediately asked rhetorically in French, his expression mixed with surprise and a hint of annoyance. Luo Shang smiled and waved his hand and insisted repeatedly, Bai Lu couldn't resist him, so he had to turn his face, bite his cheeks, and try his best to maintain his iceberg expression.

"Mr. Xiao...... Mr. Luo Shang asks you, do you know why such a young and beautiful girl would marry an old man, Zhou Junshi, is a rich man? ”

Tang Zhangwei understood why Bai Lu was so embarrassed, and couldn't help but be happy, thinking that this foreigner was really straight, and he could say whatever he wanted. He looked at Bai Lu frowning and pursing his lips in front of him, and felt that this iceberg beauty was also very cute when she was embarrassed, so he couldn't help blurting out: "I'm just like you, I'm very curious about this, but at least one thing is certain, Mrs. Zhou is very beautiful." ”

Bai Lu glared at him and translated back to Luo Shang, the French words seemed to be squeezed out of the gap between the silver teeth one by one. When Luo Shang heard this, he laughed, stretched out his right hand and shook his thumb twice. The hostile atmosphere between the two people just now disappeared, and they became much more friendly.

Shen Ye turned back from the bedroom at this time, and Luo Shang and Tang Zhangwei hurriedly stood up and looked at her. Shen Ye spread out her palm, and a small key was placed horizontally in the palm of her right hand, which was as pure as mutton fat jade.

This small key is made of brass, with simple tooth prints, a round head at the handle, and a very ordinary shape, which belongs to the kind that can be found everywhere on the street. Tang Zhangwei noticed that the key handle was also attached to a small piece of white tape, on which the four numbers 7116 were written with a ballpoint pen.

"I think it's a key to open a post office mailbox." Bai Lu said.

"Post office mailbox?" Painted white numbers.

They quickly found P.O. Box 7116. Judging by the dust from the delivery slot, it has not been opened in a long time. Shen Ye held the key in her hand, staring at this small door in a daze, not knowing what secret her husband was hiding, and she didn't dare to reach out to open it. Her original indifferent expression was now confused, and her crystal eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

She realized that the people around her were waiting, so she turned her pleading gaze to Tang Zhangwei. Tang Zhangwei said softly: "This is your husband's relic, and only you have the right to open it." ”

Shen Ye had no other way but to straighten his chest and take a deep breath, then inserted the key into the lock hole and twisted it.

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