Fast Travel System: A Happy Life

Chapter 165 Secrets in Historical Relics (13)

At three o'clock in the morning, Jing Baisong arranged all the cultural relics stolen by Zhou Chuansheng.

The three-color bottle pulled Chu Qinghe tearfully and refused to let go, "You must come and see me."

"Okay, I won't lie to you."

Ayu stood in the distance, "Let's go."

The three-color bottle left reluctantly.

Ayu walked halfway and suddenly turned around, "Chu Qinghe."

Chu Qinghe felt very strange, Ayu just yelled and said nothing, staring at her silently.

"what happened?"

He shook his head, "It's nothing, I want to say goodbye to you at the end."

Meeting again by chance is not just about what year and month.

...

Jing Baisong drove Chu Qinghe back along the original road.

Chu Qinghe wanted to fulfill King Jingwen's wish first, "Let's go to the mausoleum first."

Jing Baisong slightly clenched his driving hand, he still had lingering fears about what happened that night.

"Have you found anything?"

Chu Qinghe also remembered the unusual details, "Jing Baisong, what did you see when you fainted?"

"I didn't see anything," Jing Baisong glanced at Chu Qinghe slightly from the rearview mirror, "What about you?"

"I didn't faint."

Will Jing Baisong believe what she says next?
She still confessed without reservation.

She recalled the details of that night, "That day, suddenly I found white mist rising from the ground, more and more."

"Then you fainted," she said solemnly, "I called you anxiously, and an ethereal voice appeared behind me."

"It's King Jingwen," she remembered, but she didn't see King Jingwen's face in the end, and she didn't know if it was true or not.

She paused slightly, "I'm not sure if it's him, his face is blurry." She tried to recall King Jingwen's face, but all failed.

Not only that, she felt that her memory was becoming more and more blurred, and the figure of King Wen of that day was fading in her memory.

She frowned beautifully, "In my memory, King Jing Wen's face has always been blurred, so I was able to judge that day based on his temperament."

"He said that the afterimage left behind is just his obsession, his wish has been fulfilled, and he has waited for the person who wants to wait, so the afterimage will disappear."

"After he left, Zhou Chuansheng came in."

She looked at Jing Baisong seriously, "What about you?"

Jing Baisong's memory is slightly different from hers.

"I fainted without warning that day. Afterwards, I went to the hospital for a physical examination. There was no reason for my fainting at all."

This is a bit strange, maybe he encountered something beyond his comprehension.

Don't dwell on this for now.

"I woke up again at noon the next day," he recalled the details he saw at noon that day, "I checked the rear tomb again carefully, and the pattern on the nanmu coffin faded, and there was no one around except my footprints. "

The stone chamber has not seen the sun all year round, and the archaeological team has not had time to study it, so a layer of dust has accumulated in the stone chamber.

He wore a pair of soft-soled, non-patterned shoes for convenience that day. There was only a shallow outer ring on the dust.

Chu Qinghe understood, "So you mean that there are no footprints of Zhou Chuansheng."

"Well," he explained quickly, "but that doesn't mean anything."

"Many times in archaeology we have requirements on what to wear, maybe Zhou Chuansheng understands it very well."

Chu Qinghe held his chin with one hand and put the other hand on his chest. What Jing Baisong said made sense.

From this point of view, there were only three people who really entered the stone room that day, plus a strange king Jing Wen.

Jing Baisong continued, "After I came out, I saw the bodyguard and asked about the situation."

"The night we went in, the bodyguards were guarding the entrance and no one came in. Not only that, someone saw Zhou Chuansheng and my grandfather leave with their own eyes."

Things are getting more and more confusing.

Chu Qinghe, "How did Zhou Chuansheng come in?"

"I don't know. You may have to ask him to know this."

Chu Qinghe suddenly realized that Zhou Chuansheng was in their hands now, and he wanted to ask if there was any solution.

"Also, on the same afternoon, the Cultural Relics Bureau lost a concentric jade pendant. This jade pendant is one of the treasures of the Cultural Relics Bureau."

"Is there anything special about this jade pendant?"

"I'm not sure," Jing Baisong said, although he knew something about the Cultural Relics Bureau before, but he was not very familiar with their town bureau's treasures.

What's more, this jade pendant has never been publicly displayed.

Jing Baisong expressed his doubts, "That jade pendant was probably taken by Zhou Chuansheng or Xuanmen."

He sighed, not sure whether it was good or bad, "The Cultural Relics Bureau is undergoing drastic reforms."

The treasures of the town bureau were lost, the people above were furious, news of a traitor in the bureau spread like wildfire, everyone was in danger for a while, and no one even cared about this small palace lantern.

Chu Qinghe stroked his thoughts, "I have a few questions, I must ask Zhou Chuansheng carefully later."

Jing Baisong nodded, "Me too, tell me, let's add up."

She was particularly concerned about one thing and wanted to make sure.

"Zhou Chuansheng said that you have the air of an emperor. Is it the original Jing family or your grandfather."

Jing Baisong glanced at her while driving, Chu Qinghe smiled slightly, "After all, your grandpa's surname is Jing now."

"I can answer that question for you right now."

Jing Baisong didn't expect Chu Qinghe to be so perceptive, "It's the Jing family that has nothing to do with my grandfather."

This matter is related to the mystery of his life experience, "My current grandfather is my grandfather, but my grandmother is not."

The matter was a bit complicated and absurd to say, and he was surprised for a long time when he knew it, Jing Baisong was supposed to tell Chu Qinghe a story along the way.

Only he, his grandfather, and the so-called grandma knew about this matter.

No one has ever met Jing Bai Songzheng's grandma, and only heard that one day she suddenly came back with a big belly, and the Jing family was worried, so she came up with a way to recruit her.

Jing Lao also knew it at the beginning, after all, his belly was so big that he couldn't hide it.

Until Grandma Jing gave birth, the maid around her had bad ideas and killed Grandma Jing, and adopted Jing Baisong's father herself, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest.

Together, she and Jing Laoyi wanted to hollow out Jing's family.

Unexpectedly, his father was so powerful that he passed the Jing family into his hands.

That's not the most outrageous part of the story.

The most outrageous thing is the genealogy of the Jing family before it was destroyed, which records that the ancestors of the Jing family were indeed from the Jing royal family.

But not King Jingwen.

After all, King Jingwen did not leave any heirs.

According to records, he is the descendant of King Jingwen's sister-in-law.

Only then did Chu Qinghe realize, "So you are indeed a descendant of the Jing family?"

She has been wondering whether Jing Baisong is a descendant of King Jing Wen.

I have been distressed for a long time in my heart, and I want to overturn this guess, and new evidence will appear again.

Unexpected turnaround.

"It can be said that when I study these cultural relics, I want to find the lost treasures and records of the Jing family."

This was his father's last wish, so he left the family business to someone special and became a cultural relic researcher himself.

Chu Qinghe murmured to himself, "No wonder, Ayu said several times before, he hesitated to speak, so it is like this."

Everything is explained.

She widened her eyes and asked in surprise, "So Grandma Jing is a counterfeit now."

"Well," the reason why he could endure for so many years was to find what Jing's lost.

(End of this chapter)