54.【006】The beauty gave me the wrong golden knife (2)
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"Zimei, how about selling me this coin for one million?" Song Xuan's slender fingers gently stroked the blade on the coin, as if stroking the skin of a lover, with a unique tenderness.
one million?
Yang Zimei was surprised.
She knew it would be a valuable ancient coin, but she didn't know it would be so valuable.[
"Mr. Song, what is the origin of this coin? What does it mean that one knife equals five thousand?"
"At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, Wang Mang, a foreign relative of the Western Han Dynasty who established the short-lived "New" dynasty, carried out a reform of the currency system in the second year of Jushe (7 AD) and issued a new currency. One knife equals five thousand, which means something like this
The sword coin is worth five thousand copper coins. It consists of a sword ring and a blade, which are cast in bronze. The sword ring is like a round coin with a square hole, and the two characters "一刀" are engraved on the top and bottom of the perforation. The two characters "一刀" are made of gold, which is very bright and gorgeous.
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"Then the sentence you just recited, the beauty gave me the golden knife, how do you repay it? Ying Qiong Yao, the golden knife is talking about this coin?" Yang Zi frowned and avoided the heat of his gaze, and continued to ask curiously.
Song Xuan nodded, "This is a poem written by Zhang Heng, a writer and scientist in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The golden knife was no longer used in the Eastern Han Dynasty, but it still exists as a small cultural relic of the old era and as a fine craft.
It is also a great gift for lovers.”
Yang Zimei really didn't expect that a coin could become a romantic gift between lovers, with such a beautiful artistic conception.
Now, this kind of coin is so valuable. If someone gives it to someone, it is not only a romantic and beautiful thing, but also a very money-consuming act. It is probably a gift that any woman will like.
"Zimei, can you sell it to me for free?" Song Xuan asked expectantly.
Looking at the thick white mist on the golden knife, she knew that it was a sacred weapon that had been kept in auspicious places. It had a very powerful effect of expelling evil spirits and protecting the body, which could not be measured by money.
What's more, this coin also has some special meaning.
Song Xuan was very good. In the previous life, he would have been the man she would have dreamed of marrying. However, in this life, she only had a good impression of him, and was not someone who gave money to Qiong Yao by mistake.
Therefore, she didn't want to buy it, and she wouldn't buy it no matter how much money she spent, lest he make a mistake in business and delay his life.
"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I don't want to sell this gold knife to you. I just want to leave it to the person I want to give it to." She refused bluntly, letting Song Xuan understand that her feelings for him were not between men and women.
affection.
Listening to her words, Song Xuan's heart felt like a thin thread was gently pulling on it. It wasn't painful, but it felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Looking at her youthful and energetic face like white porcelain, he could only feel sad, hating that he was born too early and did not even have the courage to pursue her.
Originally, he thought of buying this golden knife and carrying it with him to soothe his lovesickness and indulge in self-obsession. However, unexpectedly, she refused to even give him this opportunity and directly rejected his affection.
Although I knew this was the result, I still felt very uncomfortable.
However, he was even more afraid that because of his affection, she would never be close to him again.
