The mistress was reborn in the entertainment industry, starting with military variety shows

Chapter 67 Translating Documents
After this incident ended, Meng Xia's life returned to normal.

As for Meng Sheng, with Zong Xichuan's guarantee, Meng Xia was not worried at all.

Without Meng Sheng's interruption, Meng Xia's life was very smooth.

She was not a lively person, and now that she was a public figure, it would be easy for people to watch her if she went out, so Meng Xia simply stayed at home and caught up on TV dramas.

Meng Xia watched the palace fight drama, and the more she watched it, the more outrageous it became.

Does anyone who can write these scripts have any common sense? A concubine can actually ride on the head of a legitimate daughter, and there is no way to spoil a concubine and destroy her wife.

Please, at that time, if anyone dared to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife, he would be dismissed from office.

Meng Xia kept reminding herself that maybe times were different, so she continued reading.

After Meng Xia stayed at home for a day, the doorbell of the villa rang early the next morning.

Meng Xia went to open the door and found that it was Bai Murong, but Bai Murong was accompanied by two men she had never seen before.

Although he was a little curious about what Bai Murong brought these two people here for, Meng Xia still directly led them in.

After sitting down, Bai Murong introduced the identities of these two people to Meng Xia: "These two are Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian from the Department of Archeology of Beijing University."

Meng Xia stood up and said hello to the two teachers, but she became even more confused.

He was in the entertainment industry, so why did Bai Murong bring someone from the archeology department to come to him?
In Meng Xia's confused eyes, the teacher surnamed Zhao finally spoke: "Hello, Miss Meng, we came to you this time mainly to ask you to cooperate with us in translating a document. I don't know if you have time. ?”

"Translated documents?" Meng Xia became even more confused.

Teacher Zhao told Meng Xia what happened.

It turns out that what Teacher Zhao and the others want Meng Xia to translate is a document excavated during archeology. The font used in this document is unknown to the world.

The Xia Kingdom searched countless people but no one recognized this font, so the country named this font Guwen.

That's right, it's the ancient essay that Meng Xia wrote when she participated in a variety show.

As for why Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian knew about this before the show aired, it was purely a coincidence.

Teacher Zhao and Master Li have been friends for many years.

After Master Li learned some ancient prose, he couldn't wait to post it on a WeChat Moment to show off, and Teacher Zhao happened to see this WeChat Moment, so he learned about Meng Xia from Master Li.

Naturally, Meng Xia would not refuse this kind of contribution to the country.

And she was also very curious about what kind of tomb this was, and whether it was the tomb of her own era.

After getting Meng Xia's consent, Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian immediately prepared to take Meng Xia back to the research room without stopping.

You must know that this document has troubled them for a long time and has almost become their heartache. Now that this mysterious veil is about to be unveiled, how can they not be excited.

When Meng Xia and others just went out, they happened to see Zong Xichuan who had just gone out across the street.

"Uncle Zhao and Uncle Qian, why are you here?" Zong Xichuan asked with some confusion when he saw Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian behind Meng Xia.

"Xichuan, why do you live here? I remember, didn't you always live in a prosperous and prosperous place before?" Teacher Qian looked at Zong Xichuan with some surprise.

Zong Xichuan's heart skipped a beat.

At this time, Meng Xia had already looked in the direction of Zong Xichuan.

In order to prevent Meng Xia from discovering his secret plan, Zong Xichuan gave a random reason: "Before, He Yuze lost the prosperous villa to him in a bet."

Master Qian didn't say anything after hearing what Zong Xichuan said.

Meng Xia also withdrew his gaze.

Zong Xichuan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Meng Xia finally retracting his gaze.

But he cursed himself in his heart for being so worthless. "We are going to take Miss Meng to study the previously discovered documents. Do you want to come with us?" Teacher Zhao asked politely.

But he didn't think how the heir to the Zong Xichuan clan would have time to spend with them.

"Okay." Zong Xichuan agreed without thinking.

Seeing Zong Xichuan's reaction, Teacher Zhao was a little surprised.

After all, Zong Xichuan never liked to participate in these things, but he actually agreed this time.

However, Teacher Zhao was quite happy that Zong Xichuan followed them to the research room. After all, Zong Xichuan, as the inheritor of a scholarly family, knew a little about these things and might be able to help when the time came.

In this way, Meng Xia, Zong Xichuan, and Bai Murong followed Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian to their research room.

There were many people in the research room, but no one noticed them at all. Everyone was concentrating on what they were doing.

Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian took the three of them to the innermost room.

On the table that caught his eye was a scroll tens of meters long.

Teacher Zhao brought Meng Xia to the front of the scroll, pointed at the scroll and said to Meng Xia: "Look at this font, it's the same font you wrote originally."

Meng Xia almost glanced at it and confirmed that these fonts were indeed the fonts of his era. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Could this really be handed down from his era?
Seeing Meng Xia stunned on the spot, Teacher Zhao asked again.

Meng Xia finally came to his senses and nodded: "Indeed."

Although they had expected it, Teacher Zhao and Teacher Qian still couldn't help crying when Meng Xia said these words.

This scroll has been discovered for ten years, and this time someone has finally been able to unveil it.

"Let's start translating now without further ado," Teacher Qian said impatiently.

Meng Xia nodded and asked Teacher Zhao for a pen and paper.

Just when Meng Xia was about to start writing, Zong Xichuan came behind her at some point.

"Let me do it. You say it and I'll write it." Zong Xichuan took the pen and paper from Meng Xia's hand.

Meng Xia did not refuse, but said to Zong Xichuan: "If you get tired of writing, replace me."

After all, the total number of words on this scroll is at least about 10,000 words, so if you copy it by yourself, your hands will be sore to death.

Zong Xichuan nodded.

Meng Xia began to translate.

Every time Meng Xia translated a sentence, Zong Xichuan recorded the next sentence on paper.

The two of them cooperated very well.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

When Meng Xia saw that Zong Xichuan could write down no matter how fast he spoke, he speeded up his speech a little.

After a few hours, half of the scroll was finally translated.

Meng Xia said to Zong Xichuan: "Fourth brother, let me write it."

After saying that, he went to get the pen in Zong Xichuan's hand, but Zong Xichuan dodged it.

"I can still write." Zong Xichuan said expressionlessly.

"But I've already copied so much, so let me do it." Meng Xia felt that Zong Xichuan was just showing off, how could his hands not feel sore after copying so many words in one breath.

(End of this chapter)