Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 41 Three people die, Baoyou, you are sick

Xu Yemian and Xue Zhen's expressions changed suddenly.

It is true that they are text semioticians, but when they do this kind of research, they always think in terms of official language.

Who would have thought that there would be an accent problem.

With the reminder, the two hurriedly re-read the "Da Yuan Hong Jing Eloquent Master Daji Tower Inscription" according to Min Sheng's dialect.

Restore the phonetic notation just now, and the voice is exactly the same as what Ning Fan said!

"The ancient Bowen itself is a phonetic script based on the reduction of Chinese characters. It is a writing system in which graphic symbols represent both morphemes and syllables."

"When you think about this and this in official phonetic notation."

"Zhiyin will not only be biased, but also awkward."

"For example, two word combinations that are clearly the same syllable, but produce completely different syllables."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange, very strange!"

Xu Yemian and Xue Zhen nodded seriously and listened obediently.

"The biggest loss of ancient Bowen documents and materials is actually those destroyed after Muying destroyed Nanzhao Kingdom."

"Most of the material classics that can prove the correspondence between Bo script and Chinese characters have completely disappeared."

"There are not many materials left so far. The taming you have studied is the most important and earliest data."

"However, there is another inscription that you have not found."

"how is this possible?"

Xue Zhen and the two listened to the words and were stunned on the spot.

In order to find the Nanzhao Kingdom, they almost ran all over the entire Yunnan Province. How could there be an inscription that they hadn't found?
"Yang Wei, the censor of the Bai nationality in the Ming Dynasty, carved a stone tablet in the first year of Jingtai, in two forms, Han and Bo, and a special person made the stele rubbings."

"The name of the stele "Ciji Shanhua Chanting Cangerjing" is a typical "Shanhua Style" poem in the format of "Seven Seven Seven Five"."

"However, after the stele was carved, Yang Fu donated the stele to a temple after being instructed by an eminent monk because he prayed for the Buddha. He also personally annotated a book of filial piety to explain this matter."

"This matter is also recorded in the Book of Filial Piety. If you only search for it in the mountains and ruins, you probably won't be able to find it."

"Because this stele is a poem stele, it has rhyme requirements. By comparing the two, it is easier to find the phonetic gap between Bowen and Ming Dynasty."

"It is more than [-]% matching with modern Chinese characters."

"where?"

"Master Ning, where is this monument?"

Hearing this, both Xu Yemian and Xue Zhen became short of breath.

The pronunciation of Ming Dynasty characters and modern Chinese characters is almost the same.

Not to mention that the two versions of Chinese characters and Bowen made by the author himself also have rhymes.

Combined with Yang Zai's tower inscription, I'm afraid it can completely restore the pronunciation of ancient Bowen!

This is simply a breakthrough in the field of text symbols!

It is no exaggeration to say that with this result, they can all directly publish a top-level paper.

Everyone listened to the analysis of Baoyou, an archaeologist of Peking University, and was in awe.

Sure enough, I believe Master Ning is absolutely right!
Too bad!
This night, the four experts were convinced, which is too strong.

"Call Master Ning!"

"I want to give Master Ning a monkey!"

"Hey Su! Top!"

The barrage has completely become a sea of ​​noise.

Ning Fan took the opportunity to clean up with the inspection team, and privately sent some information that was inconvenient to publish, and then hung up Lianmai.

"Baoyou, don't forget, the ghost market is not over yet, before it opens, let's find a few more things!"

"Make it work!"

Baoyou in the live broadcast room was a little more excited than Ning Fan.

They just watched Ning Fan pointing the master so much, they almost forgot that this is still a ghost market.

Ning Fan looked at the popularity notification in front of him, and it has reached more than 70.

If there are no accidents, two or three more items at the end will complete the task.

Look around, collect your things, and walk towards the booth.

It was less than half the time for the ghost market to open.

There are still some stalls on both sides.

Ning Fan walked half way and sighed.

It's really not easy to find a few things that you are satisfied with.

With a glance at the things in these stalls, he could tell the general idea.

The general high-end goods are really fake and can't be fake anymore.

Looking around, there are Qin Qichuan, old man bought, brother Tang, friend Song, but none of them were steamed in a pot.

Occasionally, there are a few things that seem to be modern, all of which are placed at the feet of the stall owner alone, and there are special packaging.

You can tell at a glance that you really understand the goods.

For this kind of thing, buying it is still the price, unless there is any special value or information that cannot be seen.

For example, it is an official kiln, but the other party regards it as folk porcelain.

Or maybe it was used by an important person, but unfortunately I didn't see it.

It's just that you have to go forward and ask carefully.

Ning Fan looked at the people around these booths and knew that someone must be staring at things.

Once you succeed, you will definitely be watched by others, so it is better to look at it in another place.

"This little gentleman, is it possible that you haven't found something good?"

A foxy voice sounded behind him.

Ning Fan turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

The woman in white fox fur just happened to be leaning against the railing, holding a brass cigarette rod in her hand, her vermilion lips were slightly parted, exhaling lingering smoke with a charming aroma.

When the people around saw her, they bowed their heads and walked quickly as if they hadn't seen her.

Everyone in the live broadcast room clicked their tongues.

How did this woman appear in just one turn?
Is it too quiet?

"You are sick."

As soon as Ning Fan opened his mouth, Baoyou's eyes widened in disbelief in the live broadcast room.

Master Ning is definitely single like this!

How can anyone ask if someone is sick as soon as they open their mouth?
Even if someone suddenly appeared and frightened you, you can't say that about people in etiquette, right?
What's more, she is still a big girl with a very... very good figure.

Not very polite!

I didn't expect Ning Fan to say one sentence, and before the friends of Bao could react, he also said the second sentence.

"You should be cured sooner."

Everyone gasped, isn't Master Ning really straight?

There are so many barrages in the live broadcast room to teach how to strike up a conversation, I just didn't watch any of them!

Watching the video again, the woman with white fox fur has a frosty expression on her face.

"How did Mr. Xiao know?"

"I just said, Master Ning will definitely be scolded..."

"Ok?"

When the white fox fur woman opened her mouth, everyone was dumbfounded.

Who is this?Do you really admit that you are sick?

Is the plot wrong?

"Baoyou, don't talk nonsense, this woman's complexion is black and green, and her facial features are lifeless. It's a disaster."

Banliangjin also came out to speak.

Dr. Xia Fu followed: "The poor monk can't speak, but the female benefactor's brows are too sad, and there must be a demon in her heart!"

Good guy!
The treasure friends were crazily ashamed when they heard the words.

Master Ning said he was sick, Banliangjin said he was lucky, and Dr. Xia Fu said he was haunted by demons.

The co-author of this girl friend is a problem girl?

"Your illness is too obvious. Also, the nine-turn soul-returning grass has no effect on you. Don't smoke it. It's choking."

As soon as Ning Fan opened his mouth, the live broadcast room erupted.

Not only did he see that he was sick, but he actually said he saw the disease?
Does this work too?
The white fox fur woman also had joy in her eyes.

"Mister Xiao, can you tell what's wrong with me?"

(End of this chapter)