Officer Wang withdrew his gaze and continued asking, “Miss Zhang, which city and province does the Qinghe County you mentioned belong to? Or do you know what year it is now?” He tried to pin things down with more specific questions.
The confusion on Zhang Wanqing’s face deepened. She blinked her clear eyes. “Province? City? I truly don’t understand what you mean, sir. Qinghe County falls under Bianzhou in the Great Zhou Dynasty. As for the year… The year I married was the seventeenth year of the Tianyou era.” She answered as if it were only natural, as though “the Great Zhou Dynasty” and “the Tianyou era” were common knowledge.
“The Great Zhou Dynasty? The seventeenth year of Tianyou?” Young Officer Zhang couldn’t help exclaiming under his breath, and the pen in his hand nearly slipped. Officer Wang cleared his throat and stopped him with a look, but Xie Jingheng clearly saw the corner of Officer Wang’s mouth twitch too.
