Arty Records

The early spring sunlight shines into the room through the curtains, casting a few narrow bright grids on the floor in front of the bed.It gradually shortened silently, and returned to the window sill.Like an affectionate thief, coming secretly and leaving quietly just to see the face of the master in sleep.

One morning passed.

Fang Sishen suddenly woke up from a deep sleep. After scaring himself, he remembered that today was Sunday and he didn't have to go to class.There are quilts on the left and right sides, and I reached out to touch it, but there was no one there.His body was sticky and hot, and last night he was at the end of autumn, afraid that he would catch a cold again, so he just covered him with the quilt, hugged him into a ball, and fell asleep.

Get up slowly and take a shower first.I looked in the mirror and sighed, luckily it was cold.In the past two years, from the inner shirt to the sweater, almost all of them have been replaced with high-necked ones, but there are always times when they cannot be covered.His habit of biting people needs to be serious.

After getting dressed, I changed all the sheets and quilt covers, and threw them in the washing machine.He vaguely heard laughter and laughter coming from downstairs, and knew that it was completely healed.A little itchy, ready to go downstairs, thinking of the three flights of stairs, and a little apprehensive.Finally, he walked down slowly holding on to the railing and walked into the restaurant.

First Young Master Hong moved a chair, and Ma Jindao was sitting at the door of the kitchen, commanding everything.

"Peel the potatoes first. How big should you cut them into? You can cut as many pieces as you can eat with one mouth. Hey——Brother Liu, put the pot first and then put the water!...Put it, then put it, that's fine. Liang Zi You trash, you can just watch the pot. When the water boils, turn the heat down by two notches. What? When will it be turned on? I don’t know. You sit by the side and watch, since you’re idle anyway..."

Fang Sishen couldn't help laughing, and walked over to the kitchen to look: Zhan's guards were peeling potatoes, Liu Huhan was cutting potatoes, and Liang Caizi was sitting on a small square stool by the stove, waiting for the water to boil.

"What are you doing down here?" Hong Xinyao put his arms around his waist and patted his thigh, "Sit here and watch these parasites learn to be self-reliant."

Fang Sishen stood still, and only asked, "What's in the pot?"

"Beef. Let's eat potatoes and beef in a while." Hong Xinyao got up, ran to the living room and moved a single sofa over, and pulled him to sit down.

"Are they oppressing you these days?"

Fang Sishen smiled: "It's nothing, it's a very simple meal."

"Hmph, you're the one to be bullied." Young Master Hong raised his legs, "See, you have to know how to order and employ people."

Fang Sishen laughed again.This is probably the difference between being a boss and not being a boss.

Three big men learned to cook, stewed a big pot of potatoes and beef, the most difficult to miss classic Daxia dish, mixed with macaroni.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Hui came back from China, accompanied by Zhou Xincheng and two other second-generation officials who were also studying in Citigroup.Zhou Yanei's father was originally the director of the Internal Affairs Department. After the reelection, he was neither promoted nor demoted. He was transferred at the same level and became the governor of a certain state.Hong Xinyao and Liang Ruogu are familiar with these people, and they are old friends with Zhou Xincheng, and they have never lost contact.A large group of people went to Shuangfulou for dinner.Shuangfu Building was originally opened on the eighth day of the lunar new year, and the boss was already familiar with the prince's business, so he specially recruited a few people, plus Chang Bo, to clean up a table of dishes.

Fang Sishen didn't want to go, and Hong Xinyao didn't want him to meet too many people, so he agreed that he would eat in the college restaurant by himself, and the two of them would stay in the dormitory at night.

After Young Master Hong finished socializing, Fang Sishen waited for him in front of the college building, and the two went back to the dormitory shoulder to shoulder.Neighbors saw it and asked, "Fang, your new boyfriend?"

Fang Sishen smiled and shook his head: "It's not a boyfriend, it's a lover."

Neighbors flocked out to watch the legendary half.A female neighbor saw the ring on Hong Xinyao's hand, compared it with the ring on Fang Sishen's hand, and praised: "This design is so special! Where did you buy it?"

The rings worn by Hong and Fang are not exactly the same.Viewed separately, it may not be reminiscent of being together, but as long as they are placed side by side, they can immediately make people think "this is a pair", which is quite a trendy and creative design.The designer was introduced by a sincere customer, very low-key.

Hong Xinyao replied: "It's a personal friend, made by hand."

"Wow! That's great!" The female neighbor had stars in her eyes, and she actually dragged Mr. Hong to discuss the topic of the wedding ring for more than ten minutes.

Hong Xinyao bid farewell to the neighbors politely, entered the dormitory and closed the door, then tilted his face sideways, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Hmm, new boyfriend?"

Fang Sishen felt that he deserved a beating.Unhappily said: "Mr. Liu came to deliver the food, they misunderstood, and they didn't listen to the explanation. You also learned it just now, these foreigners..." Shaking his head helplessly, "Actually, they are very gossip."

Send him to take a shower, and sit in front of the computer to watch the group assignments handed in by the students.This course is expected to last for two semesters, that is, one academic year, but several students have already expressed the hope that Dr. Fang will continue in the second academic year and are willing to work on the subject in depth with him.

Hong Xinyao came out of the shower, seeing that he had no time to talk to him, so he touched here and there curiously.There is a picture frame beside the bed, inside are various coin patterns rubbing, which is quite interesting.

"Where did this come from? It's fun."

Fang Sishen looked up: "Ah, a New Year's gift from a student. His father collected coins from all over the world. He learned how to make bronze rubbings, went home and rubbed all the coins with a bit of history, and gave this to him. Me. He said that these twelve are the longest and most beautiful. I don’t remember the specific source.”

When Fang Sishen said this, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I also promised to give him a Qianqing Tongbao. If I knew you were coming, I would have brought some to me."

Young Master Hong was playing with the frame in his hand, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.Looking at his appearance, I feel that this jealousy is too unfair.After thinking about it for a while, he pretended not to care and said, "It seems so stingy to give away one to so many students like you. Why don't you just give one to each of you, since it doesn't cost much anyway."

Fang Sishen smiled and said, "If you want to bring them, that's a good thing. There are twelve in total."

As he spoke, he took the copy of the rubbings of the bronze wares from the bookshelf and unfolded them on the table: "The six bronze wares, plus all the jade remnants, including those found in China, can distinguish a total of 270 independent characters. Now there are Grasp the recognized ones, more than half of them."

Hong Xinyao took a closer look, and felt that those symbols printed on the rubbings were much more intuitive than looking at the bronzes.The strokes are gentle and flowing. After a long time, the characters seem to come to life. Birds, fish, insects, snakes, flowers and plants float in front of my eyes one by one.

I couldn't help touching it: "This word is really beautiful. It looks like a painting, but it's not a painting. It feels very magical when you look at it."

Fang Sishen nodded: "Isn't that right? The ancient culture of Chuyue is the most mysterious. We guess that what is written on it should be the words of witchcraft prayers, but unfortunately we are not sure what it is."

That one asked: "What is Wu Zhu?"

"It's a wizard."

Fang Sishen looked at his sudden realization, and said with a smile: "It's not the kind of wizard who can change spells in the game you play. The ancients regarded those who deal with ghosts and gods as witches, and those who worshiped the gods as blessings, and those who were in charge of divination and sacrifices were collectively called witches. It can communicate with ghosts and gods and convey the will of heaven."

Young Master Hong really suddenly realized this time: "Ah, it's the dance master." He touched his nose again, "I haven't played games for a long time. Also, the one in the game is called a mage..."

Fang Sishen smiled: "It turned out to be a mage." After laughing for a while, he sighed, "It's a pity that the jade tablet is broken into pieces. The most important chapters must be on the jade tablet. However, according to the custom of the ancients, the jade tablet is full of auspiciousness. Zhao Xiujiu, cast in gold to show at that time, passed on to later generations. That is to say, engraved on jade plates, it is for ghosts and gods to ask them to give omens, good or bad. Cast on bronze, it is for living people to see Yes, including the people at that time and future generations, let them understand the facts. Therefore, the content on both sides is likely to be repeated. Judging from a single character, the repetition rate is indeed very high."

Hong Xinyao already knew that those broken jade stones were not enough to splice out valuable content, and he didn't know what happened in the first place, the big piece of jade was broken into a pile.If you keep it in your own hands, tsk tsk...

Question: "You just said that you recognized more than half of these words, isn't that fast?"

Fang Sishen shook his head: "How can it be so easy? It will become more and more difficult as it goes on. In order to find reliable evidence, even if it is just a word, it may not make progress for several months."

Young Master Hong came up with an idea: "Anyway, no one knows, so you just make up nonsense. If you tell the truth well, most people will believe it."

Fang Sishen smiled: "I'm not good at this, why don't you come here."

The two admired the rubbings of the inscriptions together. Fang Sishen identified the characters for which Hong Xinyao had reached preliminary conclusions, and occasionally talked about the students' various fanciful guesses. Rakky content.

After Hong Xinyao had finished his addiction to nonsense, Fang Sishen asked, "Have you read the research report on the forecast of research results that Daniel and I made?"

"I read it." Young Master Hong nodded, and added, "I read the first and last paragraphs."

"You also called it watching?"

"It's too long, and it gave me a headache. Besides, you made a summary first and a conclusion later, isn't it just for me to read?"

Fang Sishen rolled his eyes at him: "That's an academic routine."

Hong Xinyao laughed dryly: "This routine is pretty good, it's quite that, and it's reasonable. I think it's enough to read the beginning and the end. Anyway, I know you will talk about the detailed needs in the middle."

Fang Sishen wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly realized that from an investor's point of view, it was indeed all right.

Over there, Young Master Hong has already summed it up: "First, the thing must be true. To be honest, this is what I care about the most. As long as the thing is true, even if there is no word on it, the deal is guaranteed .Secondly, at present, these things are unique. This is the best news. Unique," eyes light up, "brother, do you know what is unique?"

Fang Sishen said: "Their value is indeed immeasurable. Although the number is small and it has nothing to do with the overall situation, whether it is from the perspective of literary history or cultural history, it is difficult to find such a gap-filling discovery in this era."

Unexpectedly, Hong Xinyao's train of thought was not in the same dimension as him: "Unique, that is, you can increase the price without an upper limit." Grabbing Fang Sishen and shaking, "That is to say, as long as the item is in my hands, I will depend on it! The price Lift it up casually...hehe...brother, this time you can make a lot of money..."

Fang Sishen slapped him awake: "Which cultural relic is not a priceless treasure? Some things cannot be measured by money."

Young Master Hong nodded: "Yes, yes, it cannot be measured by money..."

Fang Sishen couldn't help laughing, and after a while, he introduced the progress of the whole project to him: "At present, everything is in a state of secrecy, and Daniel's research on the ownership and transfer process has basically taken shape, and it is expected to start next month, together with the analysis of various samples. Together with the test reports, they were written and published one after another. Professor Holtz contacted the "Cultural Heritage" magazine, and they expressed that they were looking forward to the results of this topic."

Hong Xinyao asked: "What level is this magazine?"

"One of the most authoritative international journals in the humanities and social sciences, jointly organized by Price and three other famous universities."

Hong Xinyao rolled his eyes: "So, what kind of Professor Huozi is he from the magazine?"

Fang Sishen smiled: "You are right, Professor Hotz is one of the permanent editorial board members."

Young Master Hong was delighted when he heard it: "Hey! The foreign devils even told me that there is no back door, so there is no more!"

Fang Sishen said: "The moon is the first to be close to the water, the east and the west are the same."

Hong Xinyao shook his head: "Based on your level, you definitely don't need the back door. It's not like getting close to the water first, it's clearly that the fat and water don't flow to outsiders!"

Fang Sishen smiled, but did not refute.

"When the issue of authenticity is clarified, it will start in the second half of the year to publish papers on the interpretation of inscriptions, which is also a series. Although there are students to help, Professor Holtz and Daniel will also provide suggestions and help review manuscripts, but it is mainly written by me. , It is estimated that I will have to write it until I return to China next year. I don’t necessarily have any final conclusions. It just means to throw bricks and attract jade, and everyone will discuss and discuss it. Maybe there will be more related discoveries in China in the future, which will be continuously improved and supplemented.”

Young Master Hong suddenly became aggrieved: "We are too bad for this! This series and that series have published so many papers, except for you, all of them belong to them. If we knew it earlier, we might as well get it back. We can call whoever we want to mix in with you." Whoever gets involved, that's great."

Fang Sishen looked up at him: "Then you didn't get it back? Why bother talking about it now."

Hong Xinyao touched the back of his head: "That's not... you know, it's inconvenient."

Fang Sishen continued: "I'm not the only one. On Daniel's side, the modern history expert introduced by Dad is the second author of related articles. On my side, I assigned a topic to the Institute of Ancient Xia Languages ​​of the School of Humanities. They Publish an article separately. For the rest of the papers I wrote, although many people signed, but the first author is me. This seems to be fair and reasonable."

Assigning a topic to the Faculty of Humanities was Fang Duzhi's reminder to his son.When you have meat to eat, don't forget to leave some broth and meat bones for others. This is the way to be kind to others.

Hearing what he said, Hong Xinyao nodded, still a little unwilling: "They Prius want to use this subject to compete for this fund to judge that award. I will talk to them about the follow-up contract tomorrow, and I have to hammer it out."

He has to return to China to start work before the eighth day of the lunar new year. He plans to stay on the sixth day tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow.

Fang Sishen remembered Wei Deli's complaint, shook his head and smiled.

"I heard from Daniel that I want to strike while the iron is hot, and I am anxious to discuss with you the time and specific operating procedures of the public exhibition. I don't know if you will continue to store things here in the next step. The biggest problem is that they want to do a touring exhibition. , I'm afraid you won't agree..."

Hong Xinyao yelled: "Of course I don't agree! If something goes wrong along the way, can they afford them?! Besides, our fathers and folks in Daxia haven't seen it yet, and the foreign devils will have to go around first. Don't you want to kill me!"

Fang Sishen couldn't help teasing him: "Aren't you planning to enter the country? Where can I show Daxia's father and fellow villagers?"

Hong Xinyao paused for a moment, then said suddenly: "The teacher told me before, let me get it to Pearl Island."

Fang Sishen did not expect this trick.With a sore heart, the teacher's passion is far-reaching, and he has no plans to spare.

Young Master Hong remembered what the old man said to him in Baishui, Qingqiu, and felt a little sad.Slowly said: "I'll think about it and see how I can handle it. Anyway, foreign devils don't even think about what kind of shit touring exhibition it is."

At the end of March in the 63rd year of the Republic of China, "Cultural Heritage", one of the most authoritative international journals in humanities and social sciences, began to publish a series of special papers on the latest topic of the Prius Institute of Oriental Studies. His birth caused a sensation in overseas Xia academic circles and Daxia native Chinese academic circles.

In July, Hong Xinyao successfully graduated from the Chinese Academy of Capital University and became the first senior intellectual in the history of the Hong family in Hejin to obtain a diploma in the Eight Classics. (Ms. Hong San Hong Yulian’s Citigroup Pheasant University is not counted.) Liang Ruogu, Wang Wei, Shi Tong, Zhou Xincheng, Jiang Caiyun and others who are in the same class as him are either looking for a way out of graduation, or continuing their studies, entering the Another watershed in life.

In August, a series of papers on the textual research on the six utensils of Jiuxi with Fang Sishen as the first author began to be published, which aroused further attention and heated discussions on this subject in the academic circle, and more and more scholars began to participate in it.After Fang Sishen completed his first thesis, he returned to China for a short period of time to reunite with his family.