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281 I'm sorry

The box was presented on it, and the prefect Deng stood up to take it. He stretched out a hand from the slant, and Sun Boran took it over.

"I have been in charge of this matter from the beginning, so I'll take responsibility to the end." Sun Boran said with a faint smile.

The word "responsibility" is power and responsibility. Governor Zhang did not express his opinion. Prefect Deng smiled at the opportunity and said, "It should be so. I was also helping to help."

For some reason, when he heard his words, Governor Zhang turned his head and glanced at him indifferently, but he didn't say anything.

It was a long wooden box, with two fists, about a tiny tall, simple and unpretentious, without any sculptures or ornaments. Sun Boran held the wooden box, but did not open it immediately, but was a little stunned when he looked at it.

"What's wrong?" Liu Huzi was slumping in the chair to rest. He noticed his movements and turned his head in surprise.

"Master, look." Sun Boran still did not open the box, but handed it over.

"Isn't it just one..." Liu Huzi said four words, and his eyes suddenly became straight.

This time, everyone around him looked at him. Liao and Ji examiner Ji were close to Liu Huzi, so he was embarrassed to take things from his hand, so he just looked at him. But after looking for a long time, he could not see anything. He looked at each other suspiciously and shook his head together.

Governor Zhang didn't pay much attention to the box outside, but then he looked over through Sun Boran and saw something first, "Huh".

"The material used in this box is very clever," he exclaimed.

Liao Ji and the others realized when they heard this. The wooden box was covered with only a layer of varnish, and the wood grain could be clearly seen.

Normally, only one side of the wood grain is continuous, and the front and side are divided into two different surfaces, so the texture will of course be interrupted.

But this box is different. Its corners are round, and all the patterns on the front and back sides are like flowing water, all connected into one, which is very clever.

This should be like Governor Zhang said, the wood is selected well, and the wood grains on different sides are just right.

For them, such a natural and clever piece of wood is just used to make an ordinary small box, which is really wasteful.

But the expressions of Sun Boran and Liu Huzi's master and apprentice were particularly meaningful, as if they could see something else from it.

The two looked at each other, and Sun Boran stopped studying the box and took it and opened it.

The box is also very simple, smooth and flat, with no carvings, and even varnish. But after Governor Zhang’s reminder just now, everyone noticed that the wood grain inside the box was also continuous.

This is obvious. In addition to the natural texture of the wood, the craftsman who made it is also a key.

It’s just like its material selection, this kind of craft is used on such a simple wooden box for stuffing things, which makes people feel even more wasteful.

But there are two possibilities: either it is a master's handicraft, or the master who made it is so awesome. He picked up a box at will and inadvertently embody such high-end technology...

This time, Sun Boran just took a look and didn't say much, so he took out the things in the box.

It was a note, to be precise, a piece of paper, the kind used by ordinary scholars to keep notes.

Sun Boran took out the note, first twisted it on it, felt the paper, then put it close to the distance that the eyelashes could reach in front of him, and unexpectedly looked up: "Is that?"

"It's that." Xu Wen nodded affirmatively.

The two of them had a question and answer in the same puzzle, and most of the people around them looked confused.

During this period, Jiang Wangfeng reacted immediately and grabbed Xu Wen's hand: "Is that?" He said and gestured.

"Yes." Xu Wen answered affirmatively.

"So fast? Didn't you say it's not possible? Who did it?" Jiang Wangfeng was so excited. He stretched his neck to look at the piece of paper, and asked excitedly.

He said a lot of words, without a single point. The people next to him were anxious. What was he talking about!

"What is this? Why is it evidence of the incident of Jinglin Temple's stubbornness?" In the end, Governor Zhang asked directly.

"On September 30, candidates Xu Wen, Jiang Wangfeng and Xu Linchuan were threatened by a group of evil monks. The group of evil monks stayed in Jinglin Temple under the name of a list and accepted employment from outsiders. The employment method was to write a note and put it together with the deposit..."

Sun Boran publicly said what happened that night, his speech was fast and slow, and his speech was concise, but very clear.

That night, Xu Wen and the three of them didn't come back one night, so they must have known the things they lived in Xinzi Yigong. At first they thought that these three people missed the curfew without following the rules and were about to be disqualified from the exam, and they were still a little gloating.

As time goes by, the atmosphere in the office begins to become a little nervous. They also notice something is wrong, but they still don’t know what happened. They just have to take the exam the next day, so they don’t have time to care about others and have to force themselves to sleep.

The next morning, the three of them still didn't come back, but the atmosphere became more and more wrong.

They were full of suspicion. After arriving at the exam room, they found their fellow villagers and chatted for a few words, but none of them knew what was wrong.

Later, when the exam began, Xu Wen and Jiang Wangfeng arrived in time. At a glance, they knew something happened last night.

They were a little scared, but more doubts and guesses.

Out of some ominous thoughts, after the exam, they did not want to make new friends like before they came, but instead found a group of fellow villagers who knew the truth.

Until now, they knew what happened that night.

"This is that note? Didn't it be soaked?" Governor Zhang looked at the things in Sun Boran's hand.

"That's right. But there are masters in the world who can turn decay into magic." Sun Boran said.

Governor Zhang didn't see what the note was soaked first, so he didn't feel anything. He just nodded and smiled, "When it comes to this, I have a beloved work that was accidentally knocked over by my youngest son and was soaked in the water cup. He asked Master Wang of Xiuyizhai to repair it. In the end, there was no wet mark on the paper, and there was no trace of repair. It was really wonderful and natural, which was amazing."

Sun Boran just smiled and had no explanation after hearing this.

Xiuyizhai is a branch under Tianzuo Pavilion. It specializes in calligraphy and painting restoration. It is very famous among the literati on Jiangnan Road.

That night, the boss and the chief manager of Tianzuo Pavilion were present, and they all shook their heads to say that the note was completely useless.

The result was actually repaired like this, just like the painting that Governor Zhang said, which was soaked in tea. The ink marks were clear and there was no wet marks. But whether it was the ink color of the paper or the remaining half-brush in the middle, it fully demonstrated that this piece of paper was the one he "lent" to Xu Wen at that time, and it was definitely not replaced!

This craft is really brilliant, it is truly worthy of...

Sun Boran sighed in his heart, quickly retracted his mind, and looked at the words written on the paper.

The content of the words is exactly the same as what the honest monk said - that guy is very conscious of the current affairs and says whatever he says after being arrested, and is very cooperative. But the content only writes the simplest thing, and no unnecessary information is revealed.

Sun Boran glanced at him and shouted to the back: "Zuo Teng."

A young man ran up and Sushou said, "Sir."

"Copy a hundred pictures according to the handwriting on it, and then hand it over to the Governor." Sun Boran ordered.

"Yes!" Zuo Teng quickly agreed.

Governor Zhang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but soon called one of his subordinates: "After Lord Sun's moji is sent, we will arrange for people to conduct strict investigations. Starting from our Governor's Office, the prefects and prefects..."
Chapter completed!
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