She has watched too many spy movies and knows that there is such a magical thing as a code book. Could it be that this ancient scripture is the so-called ancient code book, and the number 123 written on this piece of leather refers to the words in the ancient scripture. What word is it?
She put the two things together, arranged them in combination, compared them one by one, and finally figured out the three words "Puningfang".
She looked up at Han Changmu with a confused look on her face.
Is it the Puning Fang she knows? Is it the Puning Fang in Chang'an City?
Seeing these three words, Han Changmu calmed down and confirmed that some unknown contact locations were recorded on this piece of leather.
There was a Zoroastrian Temple in Puning Square. When he ordered the arrest of all the people in the Zoroastrian Temple, the building was already empty.
"What should be recorded on this piece of fake leather is the secrets of a certain organization. Translating them may not be of any help to our trip, but it will definitely be beneficial to the court." Han Changmu took the pen and paper and wrote down the words Puningfang. , and then nodded to Yao Yao: "You translate, I'll memorize it."
One person compares and the other records, working until the horizon is twilight. The piece of paper in Han Changmu's hand is full of words. Most of them are place names, some he is familiar with, some he has never heard of, and some are surprising. Weird movements, such as circling a tree three times forward and three times backward.
He put down his pen and rubbed his forehead.
Slowly thinking about the identity of Young Master Fei Yi, what is the use of writing these things down, which organization's secrets are he writing down, and who is he taking orders from.
Yao Yao didn't have time to think about this. She only felt that her eyes hurt, her head hurt, and she was going to go blind.
She pushed away the cloth strips and fake leather, and returned to the room in confusion without even saying hello to Han Changmu.
She had only one thought in her mind.
Don't disturb her, she can sleep until eternity.
Any place far away from the bed is a place where someone can escape to death.
In Yumenguan in September, the cold wind swept wildly, thin frost covered the sand and stones, and the coldness was palpable everywhere.
It's not bright yet, and the thin stars are dim and dull.
The soldiers on guard tower had their hands and feet stiff from the cold, their lips were purple, their shoulders were hunched, and they couldn't even straighten their waists.
When it was time to change defenses, the two soldiers stiffly moved down the garrison.
It was still early and the weather was cold. Except for the soldiers guarding the border, there was no one here.
The two soldiers walked and talked.
"Young Master has given orders. Han Changmu has left Chang'an. Once he enters Yumen Pass, he will be eliminated immediately."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right now."
"This is the first errand the young master has ordered us to do. We must do it neatly."
"Brother, don't worry, Han Changmu can't escape from Yumen Pass."
"You can't do this alone. Go find Yan Huo and ask him to help."
As night falls, the lights on the boat are turned on. The boat moves slowly at night, and the wind gently lifts the bamboo curtain.
Han Changmu was a cautious person. Since there were so many secrets in the room, he refused to leave the room easily. He ordered the boy to send the food outside the room. He also learned from the boy that if he had lunch with the morning meal, Yao Yaodu would Didn't show up.
When it was time for dinner, the boy brought him a meal as usual, and he asked the boy to bring an extra portion. But after thinking about it, he still resisted knocking on Yao Yao's door and asking her to come out. Eat.
He felt that Yao Yao was not a person who could give up sleeping just to stutter.
When Yao Yao woke up, he saw a crescent moon hanging on the window lattice, half covered by the bamboo curtain.
She was stunned for a moment, then realized she was hungry, packed up quickly, opened the door and went out to find food.
As soon as she reached the door of Han Changmu's room, the door suddenly opened, which startled her. When she looked up, she saw that his dark circles were large and deep. He could go to the zoo to pretend to be a national treasure without makeup.
This workaholic has been awake all day and all night, why is he so energetic?
Yao Yao secretly cursed, without showing anything on his face, and said hello with a smile: "Sir, come downstairs to eat."
Han Changmu had no expression on his face and said calmly: "I asked the boy to bring the food over. Come in and eat together."
Yao Yao hesitated.
When eating with her superiors, especially the one who had a paralyzed face and could not smile, she forced herself to eat several bowls less than usual. Yao Yao had never had enough to eat since she got on the ship.
However, the meal has been served and he has spoken out. If she goes downstairs to eat again, will she completely offend Shangguan? From now on, she will be in trouble.
She looked at Han Changmu's face, moved her eyes downward, and then looked at the hem of his clothes.
Shangguan, who looks like a fairy and has a pair of amazingly long legs, is quite beautiful.
Forget it, bear with it.
Yao Yao followed Han Changmu into the door and immediately saw eighteen nanmu beads placed on the food table.
And there was a nanmu bracelet in his hand. The knife in his hand flipped over, flew around, and landed on the inside of the bracelet.
I'm still carving. Isn't it all finished?
The key is, what did he bring with him when he went on business? He brought nanmu beads and nanmu bracelets. Is he a real-life version of Doraemon, or is he planning to spend all his money and set up a street stall at any time?
Yao Yao looked at Han Changmu in surprise and said nothing. She held the bowl in her hands. The rice was already cold. She took two bites and asked: "Master, haven't you finished carving the scriptures? What are you carving?" ."
Han Changmu raised his head and tapped the paper on which he had made the record: "Write these on it."
Yao Yao choked on a mouthful of soup with a "pop" sound.
This is not Major Ambassador Han, this is a fake carpenter.
Han Changmu raised his head and glanced at Yao Yao, but without stopping the knife in his hand, he said calmly: "How do you know there is something in the lotus crown?"
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows: "When you are on errands, catch a big and experienced shopkeeper. He can tell whether the gold is adulterated and whether it is solid or hollow just by listening."
Han Changmu couldn't grasp the key point and actually asked: "This skill does not violate the law, why did you catch me?"
Yao Yao pursed his lips and smiled: "Master, do you know how he developed this skill?"
Han Changmu shook his head.
Yao Yao smiled even more heartily: "He opened a noodle shop in the West Market of Chang'an City. He was good at craftsmanship, but the price of gold and silver was high. At first, the shop was empty. Later, he used his brains and mixed silver into gold jewelry. The price is naturally cheaper. If the fake ones are sold as genuine, the price is much cheaper than the real ones, and the business is really booming. He is becoming more and more proficient in adulteration, and his ear training is becoming more and more outstanding. The fake was never discovered, so he became even more courageous. Not only did he adulterate the red gold hair and noodles in his own shop, but he also adulterated the hair and hair that others gave him to make up and beat him up. Finally, one household When someone got into trouble, the Jingzhao Mansion ordered a large sum of gold and silver to be compensated. If the gold and silver were not enough, they used red gold heads and noodles to make up for it. The family that had received the compensation sent the red gold heads and faces out and beat them severely, and they found out after they were twisted. The Jintou Noodles, which weighed well, turned out to be just a layer of gold foil with brass inside. The two families got into a quarrel again, and only then did they find out the boss of the noodle shop."
"Then you learned his skills." Han Changmu excused lightly.
Yao Yao's face was full of smiles and he was full of pride: "Yes, the big shopkeeper has been working hard for more than 20 years, and he even compiled a book recording how to mix other materials into gold without being noticed. , mixed with different amounts of silver, copper, or other materials, how to identify it, how to distinguish between hollow and solid, I remember it very carefully. "
Han Changmu was filled with emotion when he heard this.
This is a talent. Why wasn't such a talent discovered earlier? He was sent to the Department of Internal Security and put to good use.
But for a girl to take her greed for money so seriously and still look so good, is that really okay?
After sighing, he stretched out his hand and said, "Where's the booklet?"
Why don't you have any discernment? Why do you have to remind him to turn in such a good thing?
Yao Yao came back to her senses and smiled: "I burned the book after reading it." Seeing Han Changmu's face darken, she hurriedly said: "But I memorized it."
The river water washed through the hull, and the sound of rushing water entered through the window.
The candlelight flickered in the room, the dagger fell on the bracelet, and the brush scratched the thin paper, like silkworms gnawing at mulberry leaves in the middle of the night. The rustling sound was very slight but clearly audible.
After busy writing and engraving for half the night, Han Changmu put down his bracelet and dagger, rubbed his shoulders, shook his wrist, pinched his bracelet and looked into the light.
He sorted it out while carving, and finally figured out the rules of the contents recorded on the fake leather. According to the corresponding rules, he engraved the contents on the outside and inside of the bracelet, separated by cloud patterns.
At first glance, it looks like an ordinary bracelet engraved with scriptures, so it doesn't attract anyone's attention.
He put the strung nanmu beads on his wrist, pushed the engraved nanmu bracelet to Yao Yao's hand, and said calmly: "This is for you, take it with you."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment: "Sir, what is recorded here is too important, you should keep it yourself."
Don't be ridiculous, she is such a arrogant person, if he loses it, even her life will not be enough to compensate him. She is not stupid, she will never want something so valuable, like an ancestor's offering.
Han Changmu raised his wrist and said, "I'm wearing this bracelet. It would be strange to wear another bracelet."
"No wonder, no wonder, it just matches your wealth." Yao Yao smiled sincerely.
Han Changmu heard Yao Yao's sarcasm and guessed her concerns. He said calmly and expressionlessly: "You don't have to worry about losing it. I have memorized all the contents above."
Yao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, took the bracelet, and looked at the words inside and outside that were so small that she needed a magnifying glass to read them. Her eyes immediately felt sour and about to shed tears. She glanced at Han Changmu, surprised, admired, and emotional.
This man is not only a workaholic, but also has an extraordinary mind. He can carve out such small words without being blind. He memorized so many words in one night. He is simply a genius.
If placed in the era of her previous life, this person would have been the top scorer in the college entrance examination, the embryo of Tsinghua University and Peking University.
She put the bracelet on her left wrist and it was the perfect size.
