Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 103 We met, an unexpected call
Outside the gate of Yunhai University, Tianshui Coffee Shop.

On the seat by the window, Shen Qing sat opposite Zhao Yu, and after a while, two cups of strong black coffee were brought by the waiter.

Shen Qing picked up the cup and took a sip. After slightly frowning, she put down the coffee in her hand. She was not used to drinking this kind of coffee, and it was bitter and disturbing. In comparison, she preferred desserts.

Zhao Yu, on the other hand, had gotten used to it. After sipping slowly for a while, he said with a little apology, "I'm sorry for taking up your time."

"It's okay, I happen to have nothing else to do."

Shen Qing supported her chin with one hand, and carefully looked at the face in front of her that was not the slightest difference from her memory, her expression was a little dazed for a moment.

She didn't know whether the person sitting in front of her was the same person as the Zhao Yu in her memory.

But at the moment, she hopes it is.

"Teacher, is there something on my face?"

Zhao Yu's face was reddish, she was a little embarrassed by Shen Qing's look, and she was at a loss.

"No... Sorry, you look very similar to an old friend of mine, and you were fascinated by it for a while."

Shen Qing regained consciousness, looked away, looked at the rolling traffic outside the window, as if in a dream for a moment.

"Teacher, it's the first time I've heard what you said in class. You are really amazing. You know things that so many professors don't know."

Zhao Yu raised his voice a little bit, realizing that he had lost his composure, and said with embarrassment:

"I don't know why, I have always been very interested in that period of history and collected a lot of information, but I haven't heard most of the things you said."

Since junior high school, she has been collecting information. She has basically read all those unofficial histories. Although the scale and description in them are amazing, Zhao Yu always feels that they are exaggerated and exaggerated. , a work produced by conjecture.

For a person who studies history, these are not enough to support historical facts.

The reason why Zhao Yu stopped Shen Qing was because she was curious about whether her remarks were supported by strong historical data, which was very important to her.

"Mr. Shen, can you show me the information you have collected?"

Zhao Yu hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back anymore, and blurted out. After finishing speaking, she added a little nervously:
"Don't worry, I don't look in vain, I can give you some financial compensation."

This is the only exchange condition she can offer.

Shen Qing came back to her senses, rummaged through her bag, took out an ancient book from the spirit ring, and pushed it in front of Zhao Yu.

This ancient book was dug out by her from the Sutra Pavilion in the imperial palace, and it recorded the complete inheritance history of Da Xia for more than [-] years, as well as the life history of each generation of kings.

The turbulence of each generation of court, coupled with the continuous succession of the emperor's heirs, has been recorded in detail. It can be said that if this book is thrown out, it will be enough to shake the entire archaeological world. Simply because she is the discoverer.

Whenever someone mentions this completed period of history, Shen Qing's name will be mentioned at the same time, which is an indescribably huge influence.

"This... is this a cultural relic?"

Looking at the slightly yellowed pages of the book, Zhao Yu didn't dare to reach out for a moment, and with little desire in his eyes, he asked cautiously.

As a student who likes to study history, distinguishing cultural relics is already the most basic skill. Looking at the appearance of this ancient book, it has gone through hundreds or even thousands of years, or even longer.

Books, and they can be preserved for such a long time, the preservation process alone is a miracle.

"It's okay, just open it and take a look."

Shen Qing waved his hand indifferently, and casually pushed the coffee in front of him a little farther away.

Looking at the swaying coffee, which seemed to be spilled, Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat, not daring to be negligent, he took out a layer of plastic gloves from somewhere and put them on, bringing the ancient books on the table under his own protection .

"Thank you, teacher!"

Looking at the large characters "Biji of the Great Xia Royal Family" on the writing, Zhao Yu's eyes were faintly shining, his fingers were trembling, and he carefully opened the cover of the book.

The more she looked at it, the brilliance in her eyes became brighter, and her heart was ups and downs. This is some content recorded by the official historian of the Daxia royal family, and there must be some embellishments in it.

Leaving aside the exaggerated words of praising merits and virtues, in the past [-] years, there must have been lewd emperors and rulers, and ministers who rebelled against the party.

In this book, although it is vaguely recorded, it is still restrained. It is not recorded according to the facts. Under the pressure of the royal family, this is understandable.

Even so, the persuasive power of this ancient book far surpasses those unofficial biographies, which are the official carrier after all.

While Zhao Yu was flipping through the book, Shen Qing began to talk about it intentionally or unintentionally, chatting with Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu's attention was basically on the ancient book in front of him, and he hardly hesitated about Shen Qing's questions, mostly answering every question.

After learning about Zhao Yu's situation, Shen Qing's heart softened for a while.

Zhao Yu's childhood was not very satisfactory. There were quarrels at home from time to time, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore. Her parents divorced and then formed their own families.

Since that day, Zhao Yu's life has been in pieces. At that time, she was only in junior high school. Except for the regular living expenses once a year, she seldom contacted her parents during the rest of the time.

Basically, they don't communicate with each other until they are old and dead, and Zhao Yu is a little used to being alone for a long time.

"In the 27th year of the Jinglong calendar, on the tenth day of the fifth lunar month, Taiwei Shen Lie bribed the guards and entered the palace to assassinate the emperor. The emperor was furious and took the emperor's sword to kill the rebellious..."

The thick stack of this book came to an abrupt end, and there were obviously a few more pages behind, but they had already been torn off.

"Who the hell did this...?"

Zhao Yu wants to cry but has no tears.

This is really damn it!

Shen Qing glanced at it, but didn't speak. Most of the last few pages were intended to smear Shen Lie, Yang Zongxi and even Sikong Yuan. When she saw it, she tore it up.

But these are not the main points.

"You live alone now?"

After finding out Zhao Yu's current situation, Shen Qing's eyes brightened: "Why don't you move in and live with me?"

Seeing Zhao Yu's face, Shen Qing's guilt kept rising, and she unconsciously wanted to take care of her more.

"This... I'm afraid it's not good."

Zhao Yu was a little hesitant. She had been used to living alone for a long time, and suddenly there was another person beside her. She might not be used to it, and she subconsciously resisted.

"I still have a lot of this information at home."

Shen Qing pushed the gold-rimmed glasses that had slipped off, and smiled faintly: "My house is very big, and I happen to have more rooms, the rent can be cheaper for you, even if you don't live, I will rent it out, and I can rest assured if I rent it to you. "

These are of course excuses. Looking at Zhao Yu's reaction, Shen Qing understood that if the rent was not collected, it would be impossible for Zhao Yu to rashly agree to live in her house.

Hearing that Shen Qing had other historical materials, Zhao Yu was obviously moved, but he still couldn't make a decision for a while.

"Mr. Shen, can you let me think about it and give you an answer?"

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Yu closed the book of the Great Xia Royal Family in front of him, and carefully handed it back to Shen Qing.

"Of course, but it's best not to keep me waiting too long."

Shen Qing didn't push her every step of the way, and gave Zhao Yu enough space to make her own choice.

However, no matter what, she would never let Zhao Yu out of her sight again.

Zhao Yu, who was across the table, watched Shen Qing casually stuff the ancient book into his satchel, his brows twitched, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

As for Shen Qing's attitude towards this ancient book, she was a little worried. If she didn't make a quick decision, she didn't know if she would have a chance to see those ancient books that Shen Qing kept at home.

Sensing Zhao Yu's worried gaze, Shen Qing's mouth curled slightly, and he stood up.

Zhao Yu followed and stood up, ran all the way to the counter, paid the bill neatly, and walked out of the coffee shop with Shen Qing.

"Goodbye, Teacher Shen."

Zhao Yu bowed very politely before turning around and leaving with light footsteps, obviously in a good mood.

Shen Qing raised her head and looked at the setting sun hanging in the west, her mind gradually relaxed and her eyes were warm.

She never thought that this ordinary sunset could be so beautiful.

There is a chance to see you again...

very nice……

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In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

evening.

Inside the kitchen.

Shen Qing coiled her long hair, put on an apron, and was preparing the ingredients for cooking. Her upper body was a loose white long-sleeved shirt with buttons unbuttoned, and the neckline was slightly loose. Her lower body was wearing tight jeans, which outlined her attractive curves.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

The sound of the blade hitting the chopping board was crisp and full of rhythm. A few green peppers turned into shreds in an instant, as if they were rubbed out with a abrasive tool, and they were exactly the same.

"Your knife skill is really good."

Zhao Yu stretched her head and took a look, a little amazed, Shen Qing's hands were terribly steady, without any trembling at all, she had never seen this kind of superb knife skills in normal times, even rarely seen on TV.

Facing the temptation of historical records, after two days of deliberation, Zhao Yu couldn't bear it anymore and chose to move into Shen Qing's house.

In addition to this reason, it was more because she felt very kind when she saw Shen Qing at first glance, and it was like old friends at first sight, which was probably the case.

Shen Qing symbolically charged Zhao Yu 500 yuan a month's rent. This location can be said to be too cheap, which made Zhao Yu feel a little embarrassed.

"With more practice, you can do it too, but it's not necessary. I'll cook whatever you want to eat."

Shen Qing casually replied that her saber technique was practiced with human life, Zhao Yu might not have this chance in this life, and she didn't hope that Zhao Yu would have the chance to try it either.

After preparing the ingredients, Shen Qing raised his hand to pick up the pot, waited for a while to pour in the cold oil, and then poured in shredded green peppers.

stab-

Hot pot with cold oil, as soon as shredded green peppers are put into the pot, the water vapor mixed with the oil bursts out, bursting out a burst of rich aroma, and under the high fire, there is a light cracking sound soon, with a tiger-skin-like texture.

Seeing that the heat was about the same, Shen Qing poured in the shredded pork that had already been marinated, and stir-fried until it changed color, then added the seasoning and briefly stir-fried for a while, then it was out of the pot.

Stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers is a simple home-cooked dish. It is not easy to make the meat tender and the green peppers crispy. It is relatively difficult to control the heat, but for Shen Qing, it is not difficult.

Zhao Yu couldn't help swallowing, took the plate from Shen Qing, and brought it to the dining table.

A plate of fried shredded pork with green peppers, a plate of minced pork with garlic moss, a plate of fried shrimp and a bowl of fresh mushroom egg soup.

Simple three dishes and one soup, full of color, flavor and taste.

"How does it taste?" Shen Qing untied her apron and sat opposite Zhao Yu.

"Your skills are a bit inferior to being a history teacher."

Zhao Yu spoke vaguely without raising her head. She was already hungry.

Shen Qing didn't move her chopsticks, but propped her chin with one hand, and watched Zhao Yu's big mouthfuls of rice, and suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of satisfaction in her heart.

She had never had this feeling before.

What followed was a burst of strong reluctance. If life could continue like this, there would be nothing wrong with it.

This meal, Zhao Yu was very satisfied. After eating, she cleaned up the dishes and collapsed on the sofa to digest.

At this moment, she was suddenly grateful for her decision to move into this home.

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Tuk... tuk tuk...

After taking a bath, Zhao Yu returned to her room, and when she was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door.

"are you asleep?"

"What's the matter, teacher?"

Zhao Yu opened the door with some doubts.

Shen Qing was wearing a thin nightdress, standing outside the door with her pillow in her arms, looked around for a while, and said with some hesitation:
"I'm afraid you won't sleep well when you just come here."

"It's okay, teacher, I don't recognize the bed, and the quality of sleep is also very good."

Zhao Yu shook his head and smiled shyly, "Thank you teacher for your concern."

"is it?
Shen Qing hugged the pillow in her arms tightly, still a little unwilling to give up: "If you are afraid or uncomfortable, you should tell the teacher."

"Okay." Zhao Yu agreed casually and closed the door.

boom--

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Shen Qing felt a little lost for no reason, and turned back to the room with her pillow in her arms.

Zhao Yu... no longer likes to cling to her as much as she remembered.

It is normal to not wake up in the middle of the night, let alone sleep badly from time to time.

boom -

It is rainy in summer, and there are lightning flashes in the sky outside the window, which is obviously another violent storm.

Shen Qing turned around, ran back to Zhao Yu's door, and knocked on the door again.

Zhao Yu opened the door, and before the doubts on his face dissipated, Shen Qing shyly squeezed into the room, and jumped onto the bed in two steps.

"I'm a little afraid of thunder. I'll sleep with you tonight."

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The next morning.

As soon as the dawn broke, Shen Qing had already got up, breathing in the newborn energy of the sun and moon between the heaven and the earth, improving her own skill.

No matter what, she will not relax her practice. The current life depends on her strength, which she knows very well.

Just as he finished his work, there was a soft ringing in Shen Qing's ears, which came from the mobile phone.

This mobile phone number has not rang for a long time, and Song Lingjia mostly came directly to the door.

Glancing at the unfamiliar caller number, Shen Qing frowned slightly, and hung up casually.

After two breaths, the same strange number called again, and Shen Qing hung up again.

When the phone rang again, Shen Qing answered it impatiently. Not many people should know her number.

"Which one?"

(End of this chapter)