護花近衛 - 第1962章 深夜拜訪 下 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 1962 — A Late-Night Visit, Part Two

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"Oh? Pure yellow jade?" Liu Weishan recognized at a glance that the pendant in Wei Zhao's hand was pure yellow jade. Surprised, he said, "You've already found pure yellow jade?"

"Found it we have — but this pendant is the only token Sun Jingyan's parents left her..." Here, despite himself, Wei Zhao looked a little awkward.

"I understand!" Liu Weishan smiled faintly. "Then what do you intend to do with this pendant?"

"Elder Liu, look closely at the surface of the pendant..." Wei Zhao said.

"Look closely?" Liu Weishan picked the pendant up and examined it under the living-room light. The very next moment he exclaimed in astonishment, "This pendant is pieced together? A single piece of jade that was cut apart and then joined back together..."

"Elder Liu, you saw it too?" Wei Zhao nodded.

"The joinery is masterful — without a careful look, you'd never tell," Liu Weishan said. "Little Yi, what is the meaning of showing me this pendant..."

"Elder Liu, could you cut this pendant open again — ideally without damaging it? I suspect something is hidden inside. And if there turns out to be nothing, it would be best if it could be pieced back together," Wei Zhao said.

"Hm, that's no problem at all!" Liu Weishan nodded without a moment's thought — clearly this sort of work posed no difficulty for him.

Wei Zhao and Sun Jingyan were both delighted at his words. They had not expected such an intricate piece of craftsmanship to be no trouble at all in Liu Weishan's eyes.

"Old man, what are you doing? Guests have come to the house, and you're still standing in the doorway?" As she spoke, a kindly-faced old woman came over — plainly Liu Weishan's wife.

"Now? If it's any trouble, it doesn't have to be tonight — tomorrow would do..." Wei Zhao said.

"No trouble at all. I'm idle anyway," Liu Weishan said with a wave of his hand. "I've been wanting something to do."

Seeing Liu Weishan insist, Wei Zhao said no more. Perhaps the old man truly could not sit still; judging by his vigorous air, his health was excellent, and Wei Zhao was not worried that working at night would overtax him.

In the study, Liu Weishan seated himself deftly at the workbench, placed the pendant beneath the microscope, and began studying the grain upon its surface. Wei Zhao and Sun Jingyan did not dare disturb him; they sat quietly on the sofa nearby and waited.