The trip to Wuliang Mountain was fruitful.
After returning to Beijing, the fat man changed hands of the gold and jade and got a large sum of money.
The few of us were so happy that we had long forgotten the troubles in the United States.
After spring started, Da Jinya hung up the phone and said there was a distinguished guest he wanted to introduce to us.
I wondered: "We have been short of goods recently.
You have a lot of connections, so why bother to keep an eye on our small shop?"
Da Jinya hesitated for a few words and then hung up the phone.
He repeatedly said that he would pay us a visit soon.
Leave some door open for him.
Monk Zhang Er was confused, so he had to inform the matter in advance and let Fatty and Shiry Yang get ready.
Both of them expressed their disinterest.
The fat man said: "How often does this kid Da Jinya not cause trouble for us?
I'm the first to say it.
If he brings those messy people to our door again, don't blame me for being rude."
Da Jinya was punctual and knocked on the door of the small courtyard in less than half an hour.
The fat man insisted on giving them a blow, so he opened the door with a swagger in his slippers.
Shirey Yang made a pot of tea, and we waited around but no one came into the flower hall.
Shirey Yang was worried: "Is the fat man making things difficult for others again?"
I was just about to go out to take a look when I heard the fat man shouting affectionately: "My relatives, the People's Liberation Army, have been waiting for you."
Immediately afterwards, a group of figures rolled into the flower hall like the wind.
A tall, fair-skinned woman in the crowd waved to us with a smile, and another second-generation ancestor with oily hair and pink face said symbolically "heo".
When I saw these two people, my brain suddenly swelled up: the minions of U.S. imperialism are really everywhere.
Shiry Yang also didn't expect that the visitor would be Lin Fang.
The two sisters were extremely affectionate when they met, and it seemed that they had long forgotten about leaving Jiangcheng without saying goodbye.
I am a person who always likes to break the pot and ask for the truth.
I was not polite to her and said bluntly: "Why did you leave in such a hurry in the first place?"
The little bastard followed Lin Fang and answered for her with dignity: "Of course it's an important matter.
Why do you care so much?
I don't want to repay the debt of gratitude."
Shiry Yang asked Lin Fang: "The matter of Youshui Tomb has not been resolved yet" Lin Fang smiled and said: "What happened last time was because I didn't think carefully.
It was an emergency and I didn't have time to say hello to everyone.
This time I came back mainly to apologize and catch up on old times."
According to my understanding of them, these two people are not economical.
They must have other purposes for coming to Beijing, and it is by no means as simple as reminiscing about old times.
Sure enough, within a few words, the conversation got to the main topic: Youshui Tomb.
The fat man was obsessed with Lin Fang and immediately clapped his hands and applauded when he heard that there was still more to the last project.
I never like to owe favors.
After listening to them explaining the purpose of their trip, I nodded and said, "This matter has been decided a long time ago.
Since you have come to invite me, I will naturally not refuse.
But I hope you will not hide the situation and tell the matter Tell it like it is."
Lin Fang explained that she left without saying goodbye that day because there was a flaw in the intelligence network and information about the undersea tomb leaked to the market.
She had to rush back to the base in time to stabilize the overall situation.
I am half-convinced by this official statement.
I always feel that she and the Wang family have some shady activities that they are hiding from us.
But they are sincere and have really saved our lives, so it would be inappropriate to refuse them now.
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I asked her to take out the materials from Youshui Tomb, and a table of people did some analysis.
I discussed with Shiry Yang to purchase some necessities and then hit the road.
Unexpectedly, Lin Fang replied decisively: "We have prepared all the equipment.
There is also a team at the border ready for dispatch.
If you are willing, you can enter western Hunan with us as a foreign expert."
Shiry Yang and I declined her kindness and insisted on going on our own.
I encouraged Fatty to join Lin Fang and enjoy expert treatment.
He was not polite and promised to go with Lin Fang.
In this way, we divided our troops into two groups and set off from Beijing that afternoon, marching towards the legendary Youshui Tomb.
On the way to Youshui, I did some more homework and compared it with the information collected by Lin Fang.
I found that there were indeed many doubts about the description of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the most famous of which was Xiang Yu III of Western Chu.
The story of Wan Tiejia digging the emperor's tomb.
According to historical records, after Xiang Yu defeated the main force of the Qin army in Julu, he led the main force into Guanzhong.
It is a pity that the arrogant and arrogant overlord of Western Chu did not understand the importance of the people's wishes at all.
He indulged his subordinates and carried out a bloody baptism of blood in Xianyang, killing children and infants, and burning down the Qin Palace, which greatly disappointed the people.
One of the most unethical things was the excavation of the tomb of the First Emperor.
Regarding this point, his old rival Liu Bang did very well.
He insisted on taking the grassroots route and did not bother the people.
He also set up 20 "tomb guards" for Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, which fundamentally won the support of the broad masses of the people. support.
However, the digging of imperial tombs is understandable from a strategic perspective.
After all, wars require manpower, material resources, and financial resources.
Without money, it is difficult to move forward.
Things that cost people money and lose money are common in troubled times.
Even the leader of Wei, Cao Mengde, had to register himself.
The Captain Mojin is responsible for finding the dragon's cave to find military pay buried in the ground for him.
Unfortunately, facts have proven that King Chu Ba is good at fighting, but not at robbing tombs.
He lacks professional knowledge and practical experience.
The 30,000-strong army dug for half a month, but could not find even a coffin board.
Xiang Yu went to the construction site every now and then to inspect the excavation progress, but often returned without success.
Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and went into battle himself with a shovel, saying that he wanted to cut off the Ying family's veins first.
Thanks to the innate power of the Overlord of Western Chu, the shovel actually opened the entrance to the underground palace.
In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a colorful golden dragon jumped into the air from the crack in the ground, and soon disappeared without a trace.
By the time everyone came to their senses, the cracks on the ground had long disappeared.
Later, it was said that the golden dragon was the soul of Ying Zheng after his death.
Because he was vented by others, he was entrusted with the dragon to find a new cave.
The Lishan Tomb is the most famous imperial tomb in Chinese history.
In the following thousands of years, although a large number of precious cultural relics including terracotta warriors and horses were unearthed, there has never been a definite conclusion about the true identity of Qin Shihuang.
When I think that this trip to western Hunan is likely to reveal this ancient mystery, I always feel an indescribable excitement in my heart.
Shiry Yang analyzed: "The ancestors of the Qin people regarded themselves as the Fengniao clan, and their birthplace was in Qiongsang, which is now Shandong.
The capital of the Qin State is Xianyang, which has been known as the Longxiang since ancient times.
Assuming that Qin Shihuang's physical body is not in Xianyang In the Lishan Imperial Tomb, then the most likely location of the second tomb is It should not be a barbaric and remote place like Xiangxi, but a return to the origin and the fiefdom of the ancestors.
I have always been reluctant to agree with the research report sent by Lin Fang because the evidence that can be produced is too weak.
It is obviously not rigorous enough to conclude that Lishan is an empty tomb based on a nameless tomb.”
I said, "I wanted to ask this question when we were in Beijing.
What's the use of bringing it up now?
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We are almost at the Youshui River."
"No, the existence of the undersea tomb is already a fact.
No matter how we deny it, it still exists.
What I mean is, why not look at the problem in another way.
For example, those experts may be misled by the information conveyed by the tomb and mistakenly understand Although we cannot overturn all their inferences, it would be too unreasonable to say that Ying Zheng’s true body is hidden in the Youshui Tomb.
Secondly, it doesn’t conform to the ancient system; thirdly, it doesn’t conform to the ancient system.”
"All the information for the third time was provided by Lin Fang.
We have not seen any original files or related cultural relics.
It is difficult to convince people based on her expert conclusions alone."
This is also the doubt that I have been most uneasy about for a long time.
Shiry Yang nodded and continued, "Archaeology is not our specialty.
We went to Xiangxi this time just to get her back."
Besides, she has many soldiers and generals, so it’s better for us to keep a low profile.”
At this point, she suddenly stopped and lowered her voice, “It’s impossible for the Wang family not to understand such a simple truth.
You and I have been in contact with this old fox, and he is definitely not a vegetarian.
I suspect that he may have other purposes for letting Wang Qingzheng follow us. " I thought about what she said over and over again and found that it made sense.
Although Lin Fang has always emphasized that she arranged this operation to catch spies, she was too hasty and pulled us over almost non-stop.
Is there anything we don't know about that she deliberately concealed?
I comforted Shiry Yang and said, "No matter what she is hiding, we will find out when the Youshui Tomb is dug.
Don't forget, I have placed Comrade Wang Kaixuan, the special commissioner, in the heart of the enemy.
Everything is under control."
Shiry Yang smiled after hearing this, closed his eyes and calmed down and stopped talking.
Our first stop after arriving in western Hunan was Chadong, known as the "Han Valley" on the banks of the Qingshui River.
This beautiful town was an important post station on the southwest official road in ancient times.
The Qingshui River is connected to the Youshui River and connects to Guizhou. , leads to Hunan, and dozens of merchant ships gather here every day to load and unload goods.
After the driver sent the three of us into Chadong Town, he didn’t ask anything and consciously led the convoy out of the place.
We were instantly fascinated when we arrived in the town.
The narrow and quaint streets were full of ethnic minority compatriots, and the number of local specialties displayed along the streets was even more dazzling.
We, three of the few Han Chinese, seemed a bit awkward among the crowd.
Several enthusiastic and bold Tujia girls even took the initiative to sell handicrafts to us.
It seemed that this was the first time for Wang Qingzheng to come to a place with such national characteristics.
He was dumbfounded.
Everything he saw was strange.
He had already bought a large bag of local specialties after walking half a street.
Shiry Yang suggested finding a hotel to stay in first and asking for news about Fatty and the others later.
We looked for several B&Bs, but they all said there were no vacancies.
Wang Qing was standing on the street carrying large and small bags, and said depressedly: "Isn't it said that the traffic is blocked?
Why are there people everywhere, and I can't even find a place to live."
I went into a small restaurant called "Shunfeng Inn" to inquire about the situation.
Standing at the counter was an old shopkeeper, wearing traditional Tujia costumes and holding a pipe in his mouth.
Before I opened my mouth, the old man waved his hand and said in Chinese with a local accent: "There is no room, it is too busy recently."
I said: "No matter where you live, you have to take care of food."
The old man nodded and said: "Eat There are some, but they are all coarse grains.”
We found a four-corner table in the lobby and sat down, and the old man quickly served us water, wine and brown rice crispy rice.
Shiry Yang asked him: "Old man, why are you the only one in the store?"
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