The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 191
The Chinese character part is just a short poem, nothing special.

The rest of it is densely packed with a large block of strangely shaped symbols.

Qi Jiang noticed those strange characters, and suddenly felt familiar.

One day in September, the biographies of princes that Zhu Juanjuan borrowed from the museum were written in pure Manchu.

The fonts and glyphs are very similar.

Is it also Manchu?

He looked at Xiao Jin standing beside him.

Her eyes were fixed on the words on the stele, and she glanced line by line.

From his observation angle, it is not difficult to find that the place where her gaze rests is not on the Chinese characters.

"Xiao Jin, is it written in Manchu?"

Qijiang thought that if she knew Manchu, those thick tomes would be no problem.

Relying on Qilan's scraps of knowledge alone, it will take years and months to finish reading them all.

Right now, my younger brother is busy preparing for the university entrance exam, so he can't count on it.

Unexpectedly, when she heard his question, she just nodded slightly.

"Yes."

"What is inscribed on the tablet?"

"I don't know either."

After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips tightly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the stele clean with concentration.

"Second Young Master, please help, let's carry it away together."

carry away? !
He looked at her suspiciously, "Don't you want to stand up again? Why did you take it away?"

"I'm afraid of attracting tomb robbers and disturbing Grandpa's rest."

As she spoke, she tried to lift the stele up with great strength.

Qi Jiang hurried over to pick up the stele, "I'm coming, I have great strength. Your body hasn't recovered yet."

Seeing that he was sincere, she let go of his hand.

"Is this the tablet of grandpa?"

"Yes. But it wasn't erected the year he died."

Qi Jiang shrugged regretfully.

There is no date engraved on the Chinese character part.

She clearly understood those Manchu scripts, but she refused to admit it.It seems to want to hide something.

"Let's hide the stele in the mountain stream." She thought of a safe way.

Qi Jiang followed her footsteps with the monument.

His eyes suddenly noticed her feet.

Although relatively delicate, it is a natural foot shape, and there is no foot binding at all.

According to her age, it is very likely that she is not of Han nationality.

Because most of the girls her age can't escape this kind of small punishment.

"Xiao Jin, have you never... bound your feet?" He blushed and asked.

She looked back at him, not understanding why such a question was being asked.

"I've never seen anyone bind their feet. The Manchus don't have such a custom."

The two walked all the way to the mountain stream, and it was completely dark.

With the help of the starlight reflected on the remnant snow, she asked Qijiang to place the stele face down into a sunken natural pit.

Perhaps because she was afraid that people would find out, she dragged a few fallen trees to cover the hole.

"We're going to bury the wheel now, and then we can go back."

They returned to the grave, continued digging, and buried the wooden box deeply.

Qi Jiang broke out in sweat, patted the dirt on his hands, and buttoned his coat tightly.

Is she cold?

He looked at Xiao Jin, worried that she would be cold.

And the girl seemed to be carved out of ice, her skin glowing under the starlight.

His calm and pure face touched his heart a lot.

"Second young master, thank you. Don't tell anyone what happened today."

"Okay. I'll keep it a secret."

Xiao Jin gave him a beautiful smile with gratitude.

She didn't dare to tell the truth completely, because she still couldn't trust him 100%.

The weak girl hides a big secret in her heart.

It is related to the lives of many people, and it also involves her life experience.

In order to reduce his doubts, he deliberately lied to him that he did not know Manchu.

At night, the snow increased again.

The two went back wearing the stars and wearing the moon.

Grain-like snow fell on the head and body.

Seeing grandpa with his injuries, and digging the earth to bury the wheel, Xiaojin's body was so tired that he was about to collapse.

Soon, she began to feel dizzy.

At first, Qi Jiang heard her making a little noise behind her, but then she only heard the sound of her breathing.

Snow was scattered on the shiny black hair.She slept so soundly that she didn't notice.

He took a cold blanket from the tool box in the car and covered her head.

Snow covered some of the road markers.

Qijiang drove forward little by little according to his memory.

I couldn't bear to wake up a sleeping girl and let her have a good rest.

Qijiang, who was on the road on a snowy night, felt a faint joy in his heart.

This long-lost happiness lit up his sky and dispelled all the bad emotions accumulated in the past days.

When the familiar street appeared in front of his eyes, it was almost dawn.

In the morning, Xiao Jin woke up and saw himself lying on a familiar bed.

Qi Jiang was lying at the desk, holding a pen in his hand, and fell into a deep sleep.

She got up lightly, came behind him, and found a piece of letter paper on his head.

At the beginning of the letter, the words "Miss Zhu" were written.

She almost laughed out loud when she thought of the lady who was chased by herself and fled for her life regardless of her appearance.

The girl reached out to pick up a feather fan, stroked his face gently, and began to think wildly.

"If the second young master knew that I treated her like this, would he regret saving me?"

"If he asks, he will deny it even if he is killed."

At this time, there were more people walking around in the yard, and she heard footsteps coming and going.

"It's too bad to stay in Young Master Qijiang's room in broad daylight. If you see him, you will spread gossip. Get out quickly."

Xiao Jin is very smart and doesn't choose to go through the door.

She deftly opened a window on the inside and rolled over like a swallow.

In an instant she was on the roof along the eaves.

Walking in high places, she also encountered many small birds that came out to look for food.

However, Xiao Jin saw a few of the third wife's confidantes squatting outside the room where she usually lived.

"I have been out for two days and two nights, and I need to go back to my life."

She appeared at the door of the piano room in a blink of an eye.

At this point in time, the two young ladies of the Gu family were learning the piano inside.

Their mothers usually accompany them and communicate with the piano teacher from time to time.

"Third wife, hello."

The young woman with heavy makeup suppressed the smile on her face when she saw her coming.

Her two horizontal eyebrows showed a fierce look, obviously impatient to wait.

"Why did it take two days? Did you find anything new?"

Xiao Jin had already thought about how to deal with it.

She said calmly: "The second young master is writing a letter to Miss Zhu, and I met him on the street."

"Is that all the news?"

The third wife raised her face, "Did he go to see Gu Qilan?"

"I didn't see him looking for any men. He went to the bookstore, met Miss Zhu, and then had a little misunderstanding with her..."

"Why did it take you so long to tell me the news? It's just a little shit."

"On the way, I met some bad guys who fought against me before. They killed my horse and injured me. I have been dizzy for a long time. I will be careful next time."

The third wife didn't get the information she was expecting, so she was full of displeasure, and sent her away with a wave of her hand.

"Good steel is used on the blade, it's time to call on the masters."

Chief Qin's family is having breakfast.

Qin Feng picked up a glass of milk and drank it slowly, feeling sleepy from time to time.

In fact, he didn't get enough sleep, but he barely got up because he wanted to go to work early.

A piercing ringing of the telephone broke the peace of the dining table.

Director Qin turned to answer, leaving him and his mother behind.

　Good evening, babies.Sending summer solstice wishes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)