The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  611, unrequited love 151, the man she loves, is a man of history (it depends)

  Grandpa’s underground treasure house contains authentic works of various dynasties, as well as some of today’s incredibly valuable sculptures.

  Among them, there are various ornaments made of gold and silver, jade jewelry, calligraphy and painting of celebrities, antique appliances...

  I really want to talk in detail, all of them have their backgrounds and stories...

  Grandpa's life can be regarded as a wealth of wealth, but he only stays with his grandma in his life, and his only hobby in his life is collection.

  This place, Xiao Jinghuan has been here more than once, there are some treasures in it, and she is naturally familiar with her unforgettable memory.

  It’s not strange to see too much.

  She disagrees with these things, and is only interested in things in one place.

  After browsing again, I found that there were a few more treasures in it, but that was the same thing.

  Finally, she stood in front of a famous picture, smiled so thiefly, poked at the back of the picture, and said:

   "Grandpa, I want to see the baby hidden in your safe..."

  The treasures in this treasure house are all carefully displayed. After a while, grandpa will bring people in to tidy up, so every piece is well maintained. However, only the things in the safe were the only things that grandpa never showed to others, and he was always taking care of them.

   is very mysterious.

   "There is nothing good here."

   Grandpa was unwilling, and turned his head away.

  "Whether it’s a good thing or not, can’t you just take a look? Just take a look..."

  Xiao Jinghuan raised a finger, and shook the old man’s arm like a little daughter:

   "Guaranteed just a glance."

  Grandpa looked unhappy.

   "Grandpa is so stingy, he must give whatever he says he can afford, but he refuses to show it at a glance... stingy..."

  She deliberately said the last three words very loudly.

   turned around to leave, but was held back, grandpa's tone also eased:

   "Well...just a glance..."

   "Thank you Grandpa. Grandpa is the best!"

  Xiao Jinghuan immediately turned his head happily and kissed the old man's face.

   "Small flattery. My face is drooling..."

  Grandpa smiled and cursed, and patted her on the forehead:

   "Turn your head over, I'll unlock the lock."

"Oh!"

  Xiao Jinghuan turned her head.

  I only hear something moving in my ear.

"okay!"

When he turned his head back again, Xiao Jinghuan saw an antique box made of gold inlaid with jade, which was held in his hand by his grandfather.

  The old man is staring at the box with a very proud look, showing off like a child over there:

   "Be beautiful!"

  Xiao Jing nodded fiercely:

   "It's really beautiful."

  When she saw the words above, she asked:

  "Is this something from the Western Han Dynasty?"

  Grandpa carefully pointed to a complicated buckle on the brocade box, and nodded:

  "Well, it was handed down in the Western Han Dynasty.

   "The brocade box is absolutely brilliant.

   "Look here, it's a lock, which was called the Thousand Chance Lock at the time.

  "There are thousands of ways to lock, and when unlocking, no one can open it without knowing the trick.

  "This is exactly the same as the principle of contemporary code locks.

  "The craftsmanship of the brocade box is very exquisite, and it has not been deformed for thousands of years.

  "Such a thing, to be auctioned off, is already invaluable in itself."

  When the old man introduced with his old eyes, his tone was amazed. It was a kind of admiration for the craftsmanship of the ancestors.

   "Oh, what baby is hidden there?"

  She was so curious.

   "It's nothing, it's just a silk book with a story on it, a very bizarre story."

   "Why is it weird?"

  Grandpa didn’t answer, he took a glance at her, and walked to the rest area beside him, before sitting down and saying:

   "What a weird thing, wait a minute.

"Oh!"

  Xiao Jinghuan followed, not in a hurry to know how to be bizarre, just to see what good things were hidden inside.

  "Grandpa, how do you open the lock? Can you open it?"

   "Nonsense, of course I can. Don't look at it, turn your head away!"

   "Hey, grandpa, can you stop being so stingy?"

  Xiao Jinghuan couldn't help pouting, but still turned his head obediently.

   "It's not that grandpa is stingy, it's what the ancestors said, passing on males but not females. This is family motto..."

  Halo, what family motto is this?

   "Can I say that our ancestors are too patriarchal?"

   "Hehe, it was like this in ancient times. You don't have to complain... well, you can watch..."

  Xiao Jinghuan turned his head, only to see a neatly folded silk book inside, densely packed with words.

  "In the Western Han Dynasty, bamboo slips were used. Those who can write on silk are all rich or noble. The owner of the story is the invisible richest man at the time. The rich is the enemy of the country, that is not a boast."

Grandpa    took out the silk book while introducing:

  "The Jin family 2000 years ago was only one of the four guards of the master of the story. And the master was still a woman."

"woman?"

  Xiao Jinghuan was very surprised.

"Um!"

  The old man nodded, and instead of spreading the silk book, he took out another small brocade box under the silk book.

   "What is this again?"

  "The portrait 2000 years ago. The portrait of the mistress. Let me show you! I guess it should be the most complete silk painting ever preserved. Very beautiful."

  The old man took out the baby inside very carefully, shakes it gently, and hangs it down.

  Xiao Jinghuan couldn't help but shine for him.

  What a heroic female Jiao'e, holding a silver sword in her hand, smiling brightly, her eyes flowing, blue silk dancing wildly, her whole body reveals a dazzling gleaming youth, and self-confidence that scorns everything.

  "I don't know if it is the person who looks beautiful or the painter who paints beautifully."

  She couldn't help but admire it gently.

   "People are beautiful, and the painter's painterly is also extraordinary."

  The old man smiled, his old eyes were full of appreciation.

   "Who is this person?"

  Xiao Jinghuan asked curiously.

   "Her surname is Chu, and her name is Chu Chaoyang. In the Western Han Dynasty, she was not only a good business man, but also a female middle school husband, good at martial arts, and proficient in the art of war."

   "Chu Chaoyang?"

  Xiao Jing looked at with his chin happily, thinking, and finally said "Hey":

   "There seems to be no such person in history!"

   "It's not true. But the man she loves is very, very famous... it can be regarded as a man in the history of the Han Dynasty."

"Who?"

  Xiao Jinghuan's interest was all hooked out, and his face showed a rare look.

   "General Huo Qubing."

  Heh, he is indeed a man of the world.

"According to history, Huo Qubing has never married in this life. It is all because of her. When he died of illness at the age of 23, he had only one son named Huo Hua, and his biological mother was never seen in history. It was because of the emperor. Don't allow..."

  Xiao Jinghuan rolled her eyes and searched Huo Qubing's life with her mobile phone, which is really the case.

   "Are you trying to say that this Chu Chaoyang is Huo Hua's biological mother?"

"Correct!"

  The old man pointed to the portrait in front of him:

  "Chu Chaoyang was Huo Qubing's lover. It was a pity that he died for Huo Qubing. At that time, his age was only twenty-three, just when he was beautiful and beautiful."

  Compared with the age of modern people, it is the wealthy woman who is still in college.

  But a girl who is still in college can become the richest man. What an incredible woman...

  It's not enough to make people stand in awe.

   "In this brocade box, there was originally a map."

  Grandpa added another sentence.

  "Map? What map?"

  If this is just a story, then this story really attracted her completely.

  "After Chu Chaoyang passed away, her family built an underground palace.

  "The geographical location is very complicated, and it is underground, with many institutions inside, and there are countless things to bury.

  "Her family painted the location of her underground palace and how to enter the underground palace on a piece of sheepskin.

  " It was later divided into several parts and passed down.

   "In other words, if you can find those maps, you can find her resting place..."

  Hearing this, Xiao Jinghuan was puzzled:

  "Grandpa, I don’t understand. Since it is a mausoleum, why did they leave such a map and pass it on from generation to generation?

   "Where is the significance of this inheritance?

  "Who would want to be remembered after death?

"In my opinion, although archaeological work can give us a better and deeper understanding of the life of the ancients, in a sense, it is a kind of disturbing analysis from the traditional thinking of the Chinese to enter the land for peace. The unfilial behavior of the ancestors...

   "In that case, why did the Chu family leave the map and ask for trouble?"

Grandpa    smiled: "Good question. Naturally there is a reason."