Qin Yanan's upbringing allowed her to maintain a polite posture even when she felt that it was absurd and contemptuous. However, a sense of alienation and indifference inevitably seeped out from her eyes.
She promised her great-grandfather to visit, but the young man in front of her undoubtedly makes her very disgusted … Disappointment does not exist. Disappointment comes from expectation, and Qin Yanan does not expect anything.
He pretends to be old and frivolous. Since he knows who Qin Yanan's great-grandfather, Qin Peng, is, he still dares to talk nonsense about old friends. How frivolous is this?
Most of the people who can be called old friends of Qin Peng have already passed away and are enshrined in Babaoshan. Those who are alive are also witnesses of the country's revolution. Those who are younger can only call themselves friends in front of Qin Peng, and these "friends" form the core of today's Huaxia.
Yesterday, an express delivery from Junsha arrived at the Qin family's old house at night and was immediately sent to her great-grandfather's hands. It's her great-grandfather's 110th birthday, so Qin Yanan naturally wants to celebrate. In her great-grandfather's study, she sees her father carefully opening the express delivery for him.
"The immortal touched my head, tied my hair and received longevity."
The express delivery is a piece of calligraphy, and there is only one sentence in it. It is taken from Li Bai's "After the chaos and separation, the Yelang reminisces about the old days and presents a book to the governor of Jiangxia, Liang Zai".
The calligraphy is good. Qin Yanan can see it. Even with her vision, she knows that the writer must be a famous calligrapher. This kind of skill is very rare among contemporary calligraphers. Even if it is compared with many other excellent works in the history of calligraphy, it should not be inferior.
But obviously, her father and great-grandfather's vision is more critical and authoritative than hers. Her father's amazing eyes probably only bloom when he appreciates the Tang Dynasty copy of "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion" in the Xiang Nan Museum. But her great-grandfather looks excited and only evaluates it with two words: full of immortal air.
A piece of calligraphy full of immortal air? To be able to get such an evaluation, it must be of extremely high and elegant artistic conception, without a trace of vulgarity.
How can a mortal not have vulgarity? Unless the writer is originally an immortal.
There was no signature. When his father asked, his great-grandfather didn't answer. Then, he asked Qin Yanan to stay alone and gave her some instructions.
Qin Yanan felt that her great-grandfather's order must have something to do with that calligraphy. So, it was directed at Liu Changan in front of her. What did Liu Changan have to do with that calligraphy?
Qin Yanan never thought that the calligraphy might be the work of Liu Changan. Even if Liu Changan was born to learn calligraphy, it was impossible for him to have such skills, let alone achieve the state of mind and temperament reflected in the calligraphy. She thought about it and thought that Liu Changan probably had something to do with that master. Apart from that, there was no other reason for her to have an interaction with such an ordinary young man.
Hearing that Liu Changan was an "old friend", Qin Yanan calmed down and smiled again. "Great-grandfather gave you a gift."
This was one of the purposes of her visit. Qin Yanan pointed at the truck compartment.
"Thank you."
Liu Changan walked into the truck, and Qin Yanan narrowed her eyes.
The compartment of the truck was very spacious, much larger than Liu Changan's small utility room. There were two rows of hanging chairs on the left and right, and 20 fully armed soldiers were sitting in each row. When Liu Changan and Qin Yanan walked in, the 20 people stood up together and stared at Liu Changan coldly.
"Thank you for your hard work." Liu Changan said casually, and then his eyes fell on the black object in the center of the compartment.
The black object in front of him was about 2 meters long, 1.2 meters wide, and no more than 80 centimeters tall. At first glance, it seemed to be made of bronze. What was surprising was that the whole object exuded an ancient feeling, and the colors used on the surface such as green, pink, lotus brown, red brown, yellow and white were very bright and fresh. The auspicious patterns of dragons, tigers, and vermilion birds were clearly drawn, as if they had just been drawn.
This was a coffin. Generally speaking, the word "coffin" was not a taboo word in some situations, because it meant promotion and wealth. It was not a problem to give some government officials a small gift in the shape of a coffin, but no one would really give such a big 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 when Liu Changan entered the truck compartment, he would be shocked by such a scene, which was also her arrangement. She did not expect that at this moment, when she met his eyes, there was not a trace of panic or reluctance, only clear doubt.
A frivolous and opportunistic young man had a pair of eyes that could shine in the dim carriage.
Qin Yanan turned on the light, and the lights on the top of the carriage and around the carriage were lit up, shining on the black bronze coffin. On the top of the coffin lid, the dragon and phoenix faced each other. The two dragons were facing forward, at the top of the picture. The dragon's body was coiled on both sides, and its tail extended to the left and right lower horns. The two phoenixes were back to back between the two dragons, spreading their wings to fly and biting the dragon's body.
Seeing this pattern of the phoenix pouncing on the dragon, Liu Changan's heart trembled slightly. Bronze coffins were extremely rare, not to mention this kind of murderous pattern.
"Yes." In fact, Qin Yanan was also very curious as to why her great-grandfather had sent such a big, brand-new coffin to Liu Changan and had even sent a large number of soldiers to escort it. This kind of standard was completely equivalent to transporting a national treasure. If something could still happen in the country with such an escort, it would really be a shocking case. Therefore, although Qin Yanan felt a little tired along the way, she wasn't too worried. "Great-grandfather said that I will be staying in Junsha for a long time. If you have any problems, you can look for me at any time. This is my name card."
This was what Qin Yanan was very resistant to. Although her parents both worked in Xiangnan Province, Qin Yanan did not have much interest in this central second-tier city. It was okay to come here occasionally to reunite with her parents, but it was a little boring to live here permanently. Moreover, her great-grandfather had never revealed when she could return to the capital or leave here. He only told her that there was a job waiting for her here.
Her great-grandfather vaguely wanted her to be close to Liu Changan, which was the most intolerable thing for Qin Yanan. Now, Qin Yanan just wanted to finish the first task and leave.
"Find you?" Liu Changan took the business card and looked at Qin Yanan again. He vaguely understood Qin Peng's meaning and could not help but laugh. "Okay."
Seeing his quite disapproving smile, Qin Yanan took a deep breath. What was wrong with looking for her? Did he think she was willing? Did he think that looking for her was not good for him?
"The problem is that I can't put such a big coffin in my house." Liu Changan walked down and pointed to the storeroom where he lived.
As a young man, he was so down and out and could only live in the storeroom, but he did not have a trace of shame. Did he really not care that Qin Yanan looked down on him, or was his skin as thick as this bronze coffin?
It was not that Qin Yanan despised the poor or the rich. It was just that people should be strong when they were poor. On the contrary, her attitude of "it doesn't matter if you are poor now. Anyway, I found you, so you can solve it for me" naturally made people despise her.
"This car is also for you." Qin Yanan said, and then the 20 heavily armed soldiers ran out of the car and lined up to leave.
Only Qin Yanan and Liu Changan were left to hand over the coffin.
"Now the largest and most famous bronze coffin in the world is the coffin of Lord Zeng Yihou." Liu Changan's expression became serious. "In fact, Lord Zeng Yihou was just a small feudal lord, unknown. In history, there were more bronze coffins that were not known. In a certain period, a standard bronze coffin like this meant that a soul-sealing ceremony had been held before the burial. Especially this pattern of a phoenix pouncing on a dragon, it was of unusual significance. Did your great-grandfather have any other words for you? "
"This is not a replica?" Qin Yanan was a little confused. "He just said that he wanted to return the gift and hoped that you could accept it."
In fact, Qin Peng asked Qin Yanan to say this in a more sincere and pleading manner.
"A replica?" Liu Changan smiled. If it was a simple gift, there was no need for Qin Yanan to come in person. Qin Peng probably wanted him to meet the descendant of Ye Sijin. "Okay, I'll accept it … Please tell him that I understand what he wants. I will take care of his baby great-granddaughter."
In an instant, Qin Yanan's cheeks flushed red. Her fair and elegant neck seemed to have become thicker from the surge of blood and Qi, and the twin peaks on her chest rose and fell uncontrollably. She couldn't help but tug at her inner shirt to prevent the buttons from falling.
"Goodbye." Qin Yanan bowed slightly and turned to leave. This was her respect for her great-grandfather, and she suppressed her anger.
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