Riding the wind of rebirth

"Official suitcase? But...it's made of wood." Xu Hui felt very strange.

"It's just a name. It is said that such a box was first made of leather, and it was mainly used to store official documents and stationery in the yamen."

"Because it is easy to carry, in ancient times, students rushed to take exams, and officials often carried it with them, so craftsmen commonly called it 'official suitcase'."

"Although the official suitcase was originally used to store valuables such as stationery and documents, its function was soon discovered by the introverts. Gradually, the function of storing documents was lost, and it gradually developed into storing ancient women's dressing Tools for supplies or valuables.”

"Especially when a folding mirror frame is added to the space under the top cover, the official suitcase becomes an indispensable dressing utensil in the boudoir."

"So the official suitcase has become wooden, and there are two types of woodwork here. One is the men's model that is a platform after opening, and the other is the female model that is combined with the frame."

"Men's collection or the four treasures of letters, seals, Wenwan, and the study."

"The women's model is used to store makeup mirrors, combs, hairpins and jewelry bracelets."

"Let me introduce you." Elder Sun put on his gloves and fondled the box lovingly: "The shape of this official leather suitcase is the top-shaped one. The roof is surrounded by four ridges to form a small flat roof, which is similar to the shape of a seal letter."

"Because the wood of huanghuali is very delicate, the lines carved along the edge of the top are very fine and the details are in place."

"The two front door panels are cut in half, and the patterns are undulating like mountains, very gorgeous and beautiful, and the texture on the back is also the same."

"The box body and the back of the box cover are reinforced by rectangular hinges. The round one is called the face leaf, and the cloud-shaped one is called the beat. The opening on the beat corresponds to the button on the face leaf. The top cover can be locked with a lock. .”

"There are copper handles on both sides of the box, which is easy to carry out. The handle on the front of the base is called the front panel, which shows a good aesthetic appeal as a whole."

Elder Sun reached out and tried the front door of the box, but found that he couldn't open it.

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Jiang Shuyi hurried forward and lifted the lid of the box, only to find that the top of the lid was a mirror frame with a lotus leaf holder.There is a chain between the top of the box and the box body. Pull the box cover. This design is very thoughtful. After opening, there is a standing mirror.

This mirror is a bronze mirror, which has been molded without maintenance for many years, but there is also a simple vanity mirror sold by a supply and marketing agency, which is probably left by the hostess.

Jiang Shuyi took out the modern glass mirror, and everyone found that there was a square frame above the inner top of the box below, and there were five or twenty-five grids in the frame, twenty of which had Chinese characters on them, and five spaces. with.

"Grandpa Sun, there is an agency here." Jiang Shuyi introduced to Old Sun.

"This...is this...the poetry code lock?" Elder Sun was a little surprised.

"It doesn't seem like an ordinary poetry combination lock." Zhou Zhi was also very curious. …

Poetry combination locks appeared very early in China, and became very popular in the Qing Dynasty.

That thing is similar to the digital code lock of the suitcase in later generations. Set three numbers, and when the three numbers are the same as the password, the lock can be opened.

The same is true for the poetry combination lock, but it is simpler, usually a four-character or five-character wheel, which is turned into an auspicious sentence or a poem, such as "golden ten thousand taels", "home and everything prosper" and so on. , the lock can be opened.

But this one in front of me is different, it seems to be much more complicated.

"One, still, thing, force, no, treatment, encounter, night, wind, courtyard, smoke, rain, man, anger, flower, morning, come, disappear, man, king. There are a total of twenty words. This should be It's a five-character poem." Sun Lao counted the numbers and looked at Zhou Zhi: "Wen Qu Xing, it's up to you."

"what?"

"Oh, what, I'm afraid you are the only one who can come here." Fei Guan said.

Zhou Zhi nodded to Zhang Weiran: "Weiran, let's try?"

Zhang Weiran took the pen and paper that Elder Sun found: "We have to find out the words that can be used as rhymes first."

"Well, there are a few words that are likely to form a phrase." Zhou Zhi was thinking about the other end: "Looking at these words, there is a high probability that it is a boudoir poem."

"With it, anger and morning; one, leaning, night; Xun and Jun."

"Well, wind and rain, flower morning, flower garden, flower rain, flower affairs, one night, don't wait, sir..."

"There is still a courtyard full, Xunhua..."

The two of them bowed their heads and thought for a while, Zhang Weiran said: "Yes! The rain is forcing the flowers to be angry, and the wind is not waiting for the morning, um... these are two sentences, ah, Lang Lai Ye Yujun... this... this is the whole courtyard. remove?"

"How about this: Lang comes to meet you at night, the wind does not wait for the morning, and the courtyard is full of events... Ah no, the courtyard is full of events, and the rain forces the flowers to be angry?"

"Wow, Weiran, you are amazing!" Xu Hui's eyes were full of little stars.

"He's out of order, and the meaning of the sentence is so convoluted, it's hard to understand the meaning, Huihui, blind worship is out of the question." Zhou Zhi was still pondering his own train of thought, and criticized Xu Hui by the way.

"No matter, let's try it first!"

So Zhang Weiran, Xu Hui, and Jiang Shuyi began to arrange poems.

There are twenty characters and five blanks, and it takes a lot of trouble to push the characters to the desired position. This weird mechanism box is not that simple.

Zhou Zhi also started to make progress, but he didn't just scrutinize from the words, but combined the rhyme, so that the choice limit was relatively large, and the combination was reduced a lot, and the difficulty was also lowered.

Alas, the rhyme of morning as a five-character poem is not very pleasant, one, lean, night, not to mention, so-and-so lean, it doesn't sound like a good poem.

The only ones that are advisable, probably have to be Kaoru and Jun.

As the end of the whole poem, it can only be the word Jun, and there is a high probability that it is the fixed word in boudoir complaint poems-Lang Jun.

Lang is flat, so the flat rhythm of this poem should be:

flat flat flat flat
Flat and flat,
flat flat flat

Mr. Zee Zee.

At this point, if you add the corresponding phrases, things will become much easier...

"This song is wrong." Xu Hui finally shook her head in disappointment: "This is too difficult."

"Then let's try this one." Zhou Zhi took a pen and wrote down the line he pushed out: "Actually, it's not too difficult. Combined with the rhyme, these twenty characters can almost have a solution."

Zhang Weiran snatched the paper, but saw that the poem read:
After a night of wind and rain,

In the morning, the courtyard is full of smoke.

Still angry with flowers,
Don't treat your husband.

"Okay! The rhyme, rhyme and meaning are fully understood in one go!" Although Sun Lao is not good at composing poems, he can at least compose poems. He feels that Zhou Zhi's scrutiny of this poem is very likely to be the correct answer.

After everyone had exhausted their energy to put Zhou Zhi's poems together, Jiang Shuyi tried the door of the test box, looked up and shook his head at Zhou Zhi in disappointment.

"Can't open it?" Both Zhou Zhi and Sun Lao couldn't believe it.

"It really still can't be opened." Xu Hui still tried and shook her head.

"What's going on here...it can't be anything else..." Zhou Zhi looked down at Shiwen and tapped the table with his fingers: "Where is the problem..."