I'm really immortal

But it is obvious that her father and great-grandfather have more critical and authoritative eyes than her. Her father's astonishing eyes probably only blossomed when appreciating the Tang Dynasty facsimile "Lanting Preface Collection" in the Shonan Museum, right?On the other hand, great-grandfather looked excited, and only commented on four words: full of immortality.

A picture full of fairy spirit?Those who can get this kind of evaluation must have an extremely lofty and elegant artistic conception, without a trace of fireworks and vulgarity.

How can ordinary people have no fireworks?Unless the writer is a fairy.

The words were not signed, and the father asked, but the great-grandfather also kept silent, and then asked Qin Yanan to stay alone and give some orders.

Qin Yanan felt that his great-grandfather's order must have something to do with that word, so it was aimed at Liu Chang'an in front of him, so what does Liu Chang'an have to do with that word?

Qin Yanan never thought that the calligraphy might be the work of Liu Changan. Even if Liu Changan was born to learn calligraphy, it is impossible for Liu Changan to have this skill, let alone achieve the state of mind and temperament reflected in the calligraphy. The master has some relationship, other than that, there is no reason for her to interact with such an ordinary young man.

Regarding Liu Changan's "old friend", Qin Yanan calmed down and smiled again, "Great-grandfather gave you a gift."

This is one of the purposes of her coming this time, Qin Yanan pointed to the compartment of the truck.

"Have a heart."

Liu Changan walked into the truck, Qin Yanan narrowed his eyes.

The truck compartment is very spacious, much larger than Liu Changan's small utility room. There are two rows of hanging chairs on the left and one on the right, with twenty heavily armed soldiers sitting on them. Liu Changan and Qin Yanan walked in, twenty Everyone got up together, staring at Liu Chang'an solemnly.

"Everyone has worked hard." Liu Changan said casually, and then his eyes fell on the black object in the center of the carriage.

The black object in front of me is about two meters long, about 1.2 meters wide, and no more than [-] centimeters high. At first glance, the texture may be bronze. What is surprising is that the whole object exudes an ancient sense of precipitation, and the surface is green, pink and brown. , lotus root brown, reddish brown, yellow and white and other colors are very bright and fresh, and the painted auspicious patterns such as dragon, tiger and rosefinch are clear and bright, as if they were written not long ago.

This is a coffin. Generally speaking, the word "coffin" is not a taboo word in some occasions. It means promotion and fortune. It is not a problem to give some small gifts in the shape of coffins to government officials, but no one will really give one. Such a large coffin.

"For me?" Liu Changan looked at Qin Yanan and met her eyes.

Qin Yanan was paying attention to Liu Changan's reaction. She originally thought that Liu Changan would be taken aback by such a battle when he got into the cargo compartment. This was also her arrangement. How could she know that there was no trace of panic and reluctance when she met his eyes at this moment? , only clear doubts.

A frivolous and speculative young man actually has a pair of eyes that can shine brightly in the dark car.

Qin Yanan turned on the lights, and several lights on the top and surroundings of the carriage lit up, shining on the black bronze coffin. On the top of the coffin, the dragon and the phoenix faced each other, and the two dragons faced each other. It extends to the left and right lower corners, while the two phoenixes are facing away from the two dragons, spreading their wings and biting the dragon's body.

Seeing the pattern of phoenix and dragon, Liu Changan's heart trembled slightly. Bronze coffins are extremely rare, let alone this murderous pattern.

"Yes." Qin Yanan was actually very curious why his great-grandfather sent such a brand new coffin to Liu Changan, and why he had to send a heavy escort. This kind of specification is completely for transporting rare ancient relics at the national treasure level. If something happened, it would be a shocking case, so although Qin Yanan felt a little tired along the way, he didn't worry too much, "Great-grandfather said, I will stay in Junsha for a long time, you can call me anytime if you have anything to do. It's my business card."

This is what Qin Yanan is very resistant to. Although his parents both work in Shonan Province, Qin Yanan doesn't have much interest in this second-tier city in the middle of the country. But she has never revealed when she can return to the capital or leave here, only telling her that there is a job waiting for her to do here.

The great-grandfather vaguely wanted her to get close to Liu Changan, which was what Qin Yanan couldn't stand the most. Now Qin Yanan just wanted to finish the first errand and leave.

"Looking for you?" Liu Changan took the business card, glanced at Qin Yanan again, but vaguely understood what Qin Peng meant, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay."

Seeing his disapproving smile, Qin Yanan took a deep breath, what's wrong with her?He thought she would?He thought finding her would do him no good?

"The problem is that such a big coffin can't fit in my house." Liu Changan walked down and pointed to the utility room where he lived.

As a young man, when he pointed out his home to a woman who might be a family friend, he was so downcast that he could only live in the utility room, and he didn't feel ashamed at all. Did he really care that Qin Yanan looked down on him, or was it shameless? As thick as this bronze coffin?

It's not that Qin Yanan is powerful or hates the poor and loves the rich. He looks down on the poor, but he should be self-improving when he is poor. On the contrary, it doesn't matter if he is poor now. Anyway, I found you, so you can solve it for me, which naturally attracts people's contempt.

"This car is also given to you." Qin Yanan said, and then the twenty fully armed soldiers ran out of the car and left in a row.

Only Qin Yanan and Liu Changan were left to hand over.

"The largest and most famous bronze coffin in the world is the inner and outer coffin of Zeng Yihou." Liu Chang'an's expression became serious. "In fact, Zeng Yihou was just a small prince with no name. In history, there are more bronze coffins and no Unknown. In a certain period, a bronze coffin of this standard meant that a soul sealing ceremony was held before the burial, especially the pattern of a phoenix and a dragon, which is of extraordinary significance. Does your great-grandfather have any other words? Want you to pass it on?"

"Isn't this an imitation handicraft?" Qin Yanan was a little at a loss, "He just said it was a gift in return, and I hope you can accept it."

In fact, Qin Peng asked Qin Yanan to speak this sentence in a more sincere and pleading gesture.

"An imitation handicraft?" Liu Changan smiled, Qin Yanan didn't need to come in person just to give gifts, Qin Peng probably wanted him to meet Ye Sijin's descendants, "Okay, I accept it...please tell me He, I understand what he means, and I will take care of his precious great-granddaughter."

In an instant, Qin Yanan's cheeks flushed red, blood surged up, her fair and elegant neck seemed to be thickened by the surge of energy and blood, and the twin peaks on her chest were even more ups and downs, making her pull the lining involuntarily, so as not to The button then fell off.

"Goodbye." Qin Yanan bowed slightly, turned and left, it was her respect for her great-grandfather that suppressed her runaway emotions.

take care of her?Can anyone say this sentence!Qin Yanan will eventually find a man who will take care of him, but definitely not Liu Changan.

Chapter 9 Finger Pulp for Marriage

When Qin Yanan left, the morning mist hadn't dissipated, and the tall buildings of the city could not be seen hazyly, only the alleys and old houses, which made people feel as if they had returned to the old city in the past.

Zhongqing stood beside a black Maybach S680, opened the door for Qin Yanan, and drove to Baolong Center which was not too far away.

"Miss San hasn't woken up yet." Zhongqing glanced at the fog in the distance, Baolong's tall and straight body also disappeared in the fog.

"I'm also a little sleepy." I didn't choose the high-speed rail or the plane, but came with the car. Since the departure last night, Qin Yanan has not been completely unable to hold on, but he also wants to take a good rest. The residence in Junsha has not yet been arranged. , it is a good choice to go to Zhu Juntang's place for a few days.

Zhongqing stopped talking, drove the car to the parking lot, took the elevator and Qin Yanan directly to the roof.

"She really knows how to enjoy it." Qin Yanan didn't hide her envy. She just noticed that Zhongqing's parking lot should be dedicated to Zhu Juntang, which is completely isolated from other parking lots in Baolong Center, and goes directly to the sightseeing elevator on the roof. You can see the mist billowing outside the wall, as if leaving the world.

"Do I need to prepare breakfast for you?" Zhong Qing asked.

Qin Yanan nodded.

Arriving outside Zhu Juntang's room, Zhong Qing left, Qin Yanan looked at the oil painting of a young girl hanging on the wall, and the beautiful heroine displayed on the TV wall on the opposite door was Zhu Juntang himself, and couldn't help showing a slightly mocking smile, Zhu Juntang It's also really narcissistic. Her apartment is always full of her own photos, or displayed on various monitors.

Approaching Zhu Juntang's bedside, Qin Yanan looked out the window at the sea of ​​fog that covered the entire city. There were very few building peaks higher than the height of the fog layer. In the distance, the shape of Lushan Mountain and the spotlights on the top of the mountain could be vaguely seen. Standing here overlooking the entire city, Qin Yanan suddenly felt that if he really wanted to stay in Junsha, such a place would be a good place to live.

Thinking about Zhu Juntang waking up next to such a floor-to-ceiling window every day, it really makes people envious of the luxurious life of capitalists.

Qin Yanan went to change into pajamas, did not go to the guest room, but still came to Zhu Juntang's bed, Zhongqing brought breakfast, Qin Yanan sat by the bed and took a sip of water, picked up a book and flipped through it.

Or the sound of the pages turning was too clear, Zhu Juntang woke up, saw Qin Yanan sitting aside, turned his head and closed his eyes again.

Qin Yanan looked at Zhu Juntang's side face, she did have the capital of narcissism, older women would always envy those who were younger than him, Zhu Juntang still had a little trace of baby fat on his cheeks, a little cute, more It has the color and breath of a young girl's milk, her ears are extremely delicate, and her slightly trembling eyelashes are clean and refreshing at the edge where light and shadow intersect.

"I seem to have seen the sweetheart of the Qin family, or am I still dreaming?" Zhu Juntang closed his eyes, his voice was lazily stretched, his arms raised, and he stretched.

"Miss San, the sun is drying my ass." Qin Yanan watched Zhu Juntang kick away the quilt, the girl's panties wrapped her wonderful buttocks, her buttocks were infinitely beautiful, the white sheets and quilt were as pure as flowers, and the light and soft suspender pajamas wrapped her loosely and softly body, and a wisp of mist passing by outside the window, one can't help but feel that this is probably the scene where the little fairy is.

Zhu Juntang kept silent and ignored it. She has never been a person who is diligent in getting up early. Diligence and hard work are essential for anyone, but you can be diligent and hardworking at any time. Why do you choose to sleep in late? morning?

Qin Yanan finished his breakfast, washed up briefly, removed the light makeup on his face, and lay down in Zhu Juntang's bed, "Excuse me."

"I'll touch your chest and I'll give you a bed." Zhu Juntang stretched out his hand, and grabbed Qin Yanan's chest heavily.

"Go touch your own!" Qin Yanan hurriedly stopped her. When girls are together, things like touching each other's breasts are unavoidable, but Qin Yanan can't. Hers is more sensitive, and he doesn't like to touch it. It feels very uncomfortable.

"It's boring." Zhu Juntang put his hands on his chest and scratched, but the feeling still didn't change. It seemed that he had no hope of having Qin Yanan's astonishing big breasts in his life.

This is really an unacceptable reality.

She opened her eyes, and her pupils moved around, as if surrounded by light, then she turned her head and looked at Qin Yanan slightly surprised, "It's so early in the morning, do you still lie down when you take the morning shift?"

"Come here by car, truck, from my hometown, not the capital." Qin Yanan moaned comfortably. Zhu Juntang's bed was specially customized. In her words, she spends at least one-third of her life on the bed. Do your favorite thing on this bed, how can a bed not be built with all your efforts?You should treat your bed with the same attitude that Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi treated their mausoleums.

This bed is probably more luxurious than her Maybach S680.

"Then you are with Zhu Zai?" Zhu Juntang laughed dumbly, and then was very disgusted, "I can already smell the pig feces on your body."

"Do you have any brains? Trucks are used to transport pigs? What's more, when did your third lady go to a pig farm and know what pig shit smells like?" Qin Yanan said angrily, then laughed again, "I think it's you Mouth smells so bad, I mistook it for the smell of pig feces."

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp." Zhu Juntang lay down again, "What are you doing in Junsha? You didn't talk about it yesterday, so you can talk about it now?"

"I suspect it's for a blind date." Qin Yanan's mood suddenly became very bad.

Zhu Juntang sat up again, adding to the movement of lying down just now, bouncing and jumping as if doing sit-ups, looking at Qin Yanan very excitedly.

Qin Yanan gave her a blank look, my misfortune, your schadenfreude.

"How is it? Who is the other party? Junsha... Junsha can be worthy of your Qin family's sweetheart, who can it be?" Zhu Juntang couldn't think of a good match for a while.

It has been a year since Zhu Juntang came to Junsha, and he doesn't know many people, but none of them he can look up to. Qin Yanan's heart is higher than the sky, Zhu Juntang really can't think of who the old Qin family will arrange for her Come on a blind date.

"Don't take your sweetheart one by one, I'll be like a delicate little flower like you." Qin Yanan was annoyed.

"Ma Weiming? Lin Huainan? Or Zhao Gaoguan's son...what's his name?" Zhu Juntang thought about it, and there were only these people.

"Not at all. You don't know..." Qin Yanan sighed softly, "Yesterday, the old man received a letter, probably from an old friend of the old man, and then the old man sent me to return the gift...Let me meet someone, you I just want to return the gift, do I need to come here in such a hurry overnight? Besides, the return gift was sent to his old friend, but it turned out to be to meet a young man, and he asked me to stay in Junsha for a while. It is to get in touch with him more and meet some of his life and work needs."

"It seems that this is really possible." Zhu Juntang's expression became serious, and he frowned slightly, "This old man likes to play with his fingertips to get married. I guess he made a promise back then. That person wrote a picture to remind your grandfather."

"I think so too." Qin Yanan was upset, the more he thought about it, the more this happened.

"Have you seen that man before? How is it?"

"I have seen."

"Let's talk about it."

Qin Yanan lay weakly on the pillow, "I'm about the same age as me, or maybe a little younger, and I'm pretty good looking, but since I came up, I've claimed to be old friends with the old man, so I'm three generations younger than him for no reason? Do you think I'm angry?"

"From now on, you can call him great-grandfather. He is always embarrassed to pursue his great-granddaughter generation?" Zhu Juntang laughed.

"Besides, at that time, the old man and the others, regardless of their background, educational level, or philosophy of life, they could live with one heart and one mind for the common revolutionary ideal. What about us now? We have different living habits, different horizons, and even more different social circles. How can this be the case? Together?" Qin Yanan was thinking about very realistic issues, "With different ideas, life is not coordinated, there are differences in major and minor matters, and it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, but there is no harmony at all. Such a twisted melon can Is it sweet?"

Zhu Juntang shook his head.

"Aren't you more concerned about being well-matched?" Qin Yanan looked at Zhu Juntang suspiciously.

"You are just pretending to have theoretical experience. If you really like someone, how can you think so much?" Zhu Juntang made a heart shape on his chest, and stuffed a part of the fat that was particularly upright in the morning into his heart Literally, he went on to say, "If you are from a different level of background, education level is not the same level, life philosophy is different, vision is different...the social circle is even more insignificant, and such a person can still make you like him, then Those things you said are not reasons to hinder you from being together."

Qin Yanan was very surprised that Zhu Juntang had such emotion, there was probably some reason, but everyone knows the reason, if Zhu Juntang met Liu Changan by himself, he might not think so.

Chapter 10 Breaking up

After Qin Yanan left, Liu Changan thought of her great-grandmother Ye Sijin.

Many, many years ago, Ye Sijin was like the lilac-like girl in Dai Wangshu's "Rain Lane".

The color of a lilac, the fragrance of a lilac, the sadness of a lilac.

Walking through the alley, Ye Sijin, holding an oil-paper umbrella, her sorrow definitely did not come from moaning about illness.

Like Qin Peng, she was the character of that era.

The style of that era is not the poems written by any masters of the Republic of China, nor the emotional satisfaction brought by Tagore in 1923. The style of that era is on a small boat on the South Lake in Jiaxing.

Ye Sijin has passed away, Qin Yanan's birth is probably Qin Peng's greatest comfort and sustenance of memory.

It really looks like it, Liu Changan sighed, and when he turned around, he found scattered old people had already surrounded him.

Cunning sophistication is a survival instinct that grows wisely and protects oneself with age. Unknown and new things always make the old people uneasy. When those people leave, only the familiar Liu Changan is left, so naturally they will come to give pointers and express themselves Insights as an elder.

"Xiao Liu, did you provoke someone?"

"That woman is quite good at giving birth."

"I've seen this kind of tank. It was almost the same battle when I escorted the chief."

"What the hell is this? Is it going to be demolished? I won't move, even if I die."

Liu Changan smiled, closed the door of the carriage, trotted away with the car keys in hand, exercise is essential for him, even though jumping off a building is a more effective way to directly improve the body, it is not suitable to do it frequently.

According to the new route originally planned, after returning from the train station, the idlers watching the freight train had already dispersed, and then Liu Changan re-entered the carriage and looked at the bronze coffin.

Qin Peng obviously didn't tell Qin Yanan the relevant information about the bronze coffin. Qin Yanan even thought it was just a precious handicraft replica. After all, the paintings on the coffin were too fresh, and the inscribed dark lines were too delicate, not like ancient objects at all.

However, Liu Changan could feel the precipitating ancient feeling, as if surrounding the bronze coffin, invisible and intangible, but he couldn't say it didn't exist, just like a magnetic field.

This kind of magnetic field is particularly dense and remarkable in major museums. Those ancient objects that have passed through thousands of years of history condense countless vicissitudes in human history, re-rolling the scrolls that have been buried in the long river of time before reading them. in the eyes of people.

Who would have known that the casters of those national treasures, during the refining process of mud, water, and fire, had no ambition to pass them on to the world, and wanted to let future generations bloom with astonishing gazes when they met again.

Liu Chang'an stretched out his hand, gently stroking the yellow hooked thunder pattern around the cover. There is a high mountain with isosceles, standing in the center of the picture. Two dragons pass through the mountain. The dragon tail wraps around an ancient jade, and two yellow ribbons tie it Double Dragon.

The four sides of the ancient jade are like seals. According to common sense, the deceased's name, posthumous title or other characters should be engraved on it, but here it is empty, which is very abrupt and eye-catching.

The coffin's cover plate fits perfectly with the coffin's body, not even a single strand of hair can get in, and only the seams can be vaguely seen, so subtle that it is almost nonexistent.

The coffin, the most important thing is of course the person or corpse lying inside, the bronze coffin over 2000 years old, the ritual of encapsulation, the pattern of phoenix and dragon... what does it mean?

After the Qin Dynasty, there were very few bronze coffins. Gradually, there were legends among the folks that bronze coffins were fierce coffins. People with good horoscopes would be possessed by evil spirits even if they approached such fierce coffins, and died after losing their souls.

Of course Liu Changan is not afraid of any murderous coffins. He is very clear that the murderous coffins are only because the deceased was extremely vicious during his lifetime. The ancients believed that only a bronze coffin could seal the body of these extremely vicious or tainted murderous people. Soul, so that he will not be reincarnated and come back to cause trouble in the world.

Of course, some people think that the bronze coffin can seal the spirit, so that the deceased can preserve the last living soul, waiting for the day of resurrection, such as the huge coffin of Zeng Yihou.

These are just superstitious thoughts, the dead cannot be brought back to life, Liu Changan has never seen the dead can be brought back to life.

Unless you are not old and not dead.

For the study of cultural relics and archaeology, the age, pattern, tomb site, and burial of the coffin are very important. As for the corpse in the coffin, unless it is the case of Mrs. Xin Zhui, it is not important, as long as the identity can be determined. OK.

Liu Changan does not do research in this area. For him, the people or corpses in the coffin are the most important. The coffin in front of him is obviously collected by Qin Peng for various reasons, and has not been reserved for cultural relics research institutes and others. Cultural Bureau, otherwise he would not be able to send it directly to Liu Changan like this.

There is no trace of the coffin being opened. The craftsmanship and precision of many ancient cultural relics are difficult for modern people to understand.

Liu Changan's fingers circled around the coffin and tapped lightly. This may be a skeleton. It may have been amazingly beautiful during his lifetime. , records lost tribes and civilizations.