The rebels took out all the treasures buried with them and set off a mountain fire.
The fire burned for three days.
After that, not a single blade of grass grew, and the ground was covered with broken bricks and tiles.
The old sorghum stalker took the treasure and thought he could make a comeback.
Little did he know that the leaders under him were fighting each other for the uneven distribution of the spoils.
The officers and soldiers took the opportunity to encircle him on all sides, and the two armies fought a bloody battle in Heishui Valley.
Old Gaoliang was captured with an arrow in his stalk, and was taken to the capital and brutally chopped into pieces.
I said: "That's no wonder.
King Gao Chuang has never had a bowl of rice.
He doesn't understand that hiccups and farts go their separate ways.
Robbing tombs to obtain treasures is no better than opening a granary to store grain.
After seeing the rare treasures buried with him, father, son and brothers also have There are too many people who have changed their faces and stabbed people in the back.
The Chuang army was so poor that they had no way to survive before they killed the officials and rebelled.
Who would go to fight with the officers and soldiers after getting the treasure?"
The big golden tooth asked Ma Laowazi to go down quickly and said: "The Xuan Palace of King Qin is really empty and there is no more treasure to be found."
Ma Laowazi said: "Not only could the Xuan Palace fail to bring out the treasure, but the Minglou Treasure City on the mountain was also burned down.
The main hall in the middle was made of one hundred and sixty golden nanmu.
When the intruders arrived, a The fire burned more than half of it.
In the end, the unburnt pillars were carried away for money, and really nothing was left.”
The golden nanmu mentioned at that time was only distributed in the old forests of remote mountains and deserted cliffs.
It was mostly a place where venomous snakes and beasts roamed, and was blocked by miasma, making it extremely difficult to cut down.
If one is lifted out, I don’t know how many people will fall to death or die from exhaustion.
When the water rose, they were transported north by water, and an unknown number of people drowned.
To transport a square of golden nanmu, the freight alone costs 3,500 taels of silver.
Golden nanmu is impervious to water and fire and will not decay after being buried for thousands of years.
The Chuang army set fire to the Minglou Hall, but the golden nanmu on the hall could not be burned.
Later, even these wooden beams and pillars were stolen.
There was so much chaos at that time, and thieves were everywhere.
The intruders who came in to get the treasure were nothing more than hungry bandits.
They had never eaten a full meal.
They only had gold and silver in their eyes.
The rare treasures fell into their hands, but no one recognized them.
You see, there is a lot of drought and little rain at the entrance of the temple, and there is no wind and three feet of soil.
Although there are many ancient tombs and many dynasties and generations have unearthed treasures, no one has ever made a fortune from them.
Maybe the previous generation made money, but the next generation still cannot afford to eat.
For example, in the late Ming Dynasty, no one dared to sell the things stolen from the Xuan Palace of King Qin.
It was impossible for poor people to have such good things at home.
If they were taken out, they would have to face lawsuits.
Poor men don't know the goods, so no matter how good the treasure falls into their hands, they can only smash it and exchange it for a few dollars.
Those who eat stick noodles are full of sorghum seeds, and it is not a good thing if a good thing falls into the hands of these people.
Therefore, it is said that the priceless things in the ancient tombs have passed through several hands since they were unearthed, and their whereabouts have been unknown for a long time.
This is the result in nine cases out of ten.
Da Jinya said: "The Xuan Palace of King Qin is so large, there will definitely be no shortage of treasures buried with it.
Is there anything surprising?"
Ma Laowazi said: "Of course there is a treasure.
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According to legend, when King Qin opened the Xuan Palace, thousands of intruders, holding high swords, guns and torches, poured into the underground palace like a tide.
Legend has it that King Qin was greedy, cunning and suspicious, and killed Most of the rebels who rebelled against the government were desperadoes with deep hatred, and there were also many green forest bandits.
Several brave men opened the coffin, and looked at the King of Qin in the golden nanmu coffin with greedy eyes.
Under the light of the fire, they saw King Qin facing the sky, with a golden crown on his head, a pearl in his mouth, and cloud shoes on his feet.
Wearing a python robe with embroidered patterns of mountains, seas, pines and cranes on the robe, a jade belt around the waist, a long sword in his arms, and a gold ingot in his hand, he has a strange look on his face."
Taking dialects as an example, Ma Laowazi is very good at talking.
After drinking half a kilogram of sorghum wine, he was so drunk that he was frothing at the mouth.
It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes: "The King of Qin in the coffin was covered with a brocade robe.
The surroundings were filled with buried treasures.
Seeing that King Qin was no different from a living person, Chuang Jun had a strange look on his face.
He thought King Qin had become a evil spirit.
Everyone was surprised.
No one dared to step forward to retrieve the treasure.
Old Sorghum Stalker stepped forward, pulled out his long knife, and lifted up the golden robe on King Qin's body.
Who knew that when he lifted it off, King Qin underneath turned into a withered bone?
The old sorghum stalk was frightened.
The sword-headed brocade robe fell down, and the withered bones became lifelike again.
Only then did he realize that the brocade robe was a treasure."
I heard what Ma Laowazi said in the front was okay, but what he said in the back was mostly nonsense and contrived.
I didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.
When Ma Laowazi saw that we didn't believe it, he had no choice but to say that the rare treasures in King Qin's Xuan Palace were all passed down through the mouths of the sheepherders.
Over the past few hundred years, everyone who has seen them has long since died, but don't stop telling us.
After saying this, he went into the inner room and took out a small bundle, wrapped it in three or five layers, and opened it layer by layer.
Inside was a large porcelain bowl with a thin body and thick glaze, decorated with green water patterns, and a blue dragon showing its teeth and claws.
He wouldn't let us take over, so I got closer and looked at it for a while, feeling a little surprised.
In the jargon, this is called "grimace":