"The underground palace of the ancient kingdom of Loulan is gone······ It's been buried under the desert."
"Huh" Inside the house, the hall was silent, and several old scholars were collectively pointed, and they looked at Xiang Que with their mouths open.
Rong Rong's grandfather, Han Chengliang sighed after a long time, and his old face instantly became much tired: "Last time you told me about the ancient kingdom of Loulan, I talked to these colleagues on the phone, and they were all skeptical, and now you, a person who has experienced it firsthand, should have nothing."
Doubtful, right?
It's a pity that this ancient country on the Silk Road, which has a history of 800 years more than 1,000 years ago, is too valuable for scientific research, and may have a lot of secrets that will be hidden deep in the ground and cannot be excavated from now on" Inside the house, a sigh, for these old people who are dedicated to research, maybe their lifelong belief is to discover one after another hundreds of thousands of years of secrets, and the disappearance of each historical secret, maybe for them means that they have died a child, Sad and sorry!
"Hehe······" A sneering movement came out from behind, and he squinted his eyes, and in the corner sat a young man of about thirty years old, with a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, and a shiny hair combed and wearing a well-groomed suit.
The man with glasses habitually pushed down the glasses on his nose with his fingers, and said lightly: "The existence of the ancient kingdom of Loulan is beyond doubt, but it suddenly disappeared more than a thousand years ago because when the Han expeditionary army attacked the Xiongnu, the king of Loulan suddenly secretly colluded with the Xiongnu, which caused Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to be furious and decided to kill the mercenaries of Loulan, and then a few years later, Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty finally sent Fu Jiezi to assassinate the king of Loulan, which is the reason for the demise of the Loulan Kingdom, as for the ones you said?"
How could the Loulan people hide deep in the underground underground palace?
What are you kidding, how did a small desert country more than a thousand years ago have the technology and conditions to relocate an entire country underground?
Hehe, don't say it's in the Loulan period, it's now, I'll provide you with manpower, material resources and financial assistance, you dig a dungeon for me under Lop Nur that can live for tens of thousands of people to try, you let me You can kneel three times and bow nine times."
"Thank you······ I don't lack grandchildren" Xiang Que squinted his eyes and finished speaking, looking at Rong Rong lightly.
Han Rong whispered in Xiang Que's ear: "His name is Xu Ronglong, my grandfather is his doctoral supervisor, he is very accomplished in history, and he has published many influential papers at home and abroad, especially for the ancient country of Loulan, which is very researched, and the Loulan script on the parchment you gave me last time." and the pattern, which he and my grandfather translated together."
"Young talents?
I'm the most annoying to this kind of person, you let him stay away from me, provoke me, it's easy to cut him," Xiang Que said angrily.
Han Cheng turned his head and glared at Xu Ronglong, and then said to Xiang Que: "The things in history are indescribable, there have been more than a thousand years apart, there are many historical clues that have been broken, and the wisdom of the ancients is not something we can figure out, Xiang Que didn't say it in detail to me last time, this time it was organic."
Yes, can you give us a detailed description?
"The area of the Loulan Digong is very wide, it is certainly not a problem to live tens of thousands of people, there are at least three or four floors up and down, the middle part is the Loulan Ancient Palace, I have also seen the bones of the King of Loulan, it was preserved at that time It was quite complete, and his death was caused by the failure to change his life against the sky... ···” Xiang Que couldn't bear to watch these old scholars entangled in the disappearance of the Loulan Ancient Underground Palace, and described what he had seen and heard in as much detail as possible, which could be regarded as a matter of their hearts.
After Xiang Que finished speaking more than ten minutes later, Xu Ronglong got up and walked over, grinning with disdain: "Change your life against the sky, bronze coffin, what zombies are there when you absorb people's anger, hey, this gentleman, you have seen too much of the ghost blowing the lamp, right?"
Can we stop being fantastic?
We are scientists, no Reader, ok?
” Some scholars asked with skepticism: "What this young man said is a bit far from the clues we know, and it sounds like a fantasy."
Xu Ronglong immediately echoed: "It's just nonsense, academics are rigorous, it's not about making movies or telling stories, just listen to it, can you take it seriously?"
"A man is inexplicably hostile to another man, except that you beat his father and cheated him out of money, the biggest possibility is because of the relationship between women, Han Rongrong, who glanced at Xiang Que like a flower, really can't mention the idea of being jealous with Xu Ronglong, drooped his eyelids and threw down a sentence and left: "The mouth is owed, it's really annoying, do you make it?"
"Pop" walked outside the house, gave a cigarette to the short, Pei Dongcao followed him out and explained: "It's not a stubborn old stubbornness, they are all cautious in academics, what you said may be a bit unbelievable for them."
Xiang Que smoked a cigarette and said lightly: "I do my business, they study theirs, the two have nothing to do with each other, you must not put us together, I say so, oh no?"
” "Oh," Pei Dongcao naughtily stretched out his finger and made an OK gesture and said, "I'll arrange a place for you to rest, and tomorrow morning we will start researching" Nothing was said all night, the next morning.
Xiang Que walked into the conference room with a cigarette in his mouth, there were a lot more people in the room today than yesterday, he found a random place in the back corner and sat down, shrunk in the chair and crossed Erlang's legs, half-drooping eyelids.
After Pei Dongcao and Xu Rui walked to the side and sat down, they said: "There are two main people in charge of the team leader this time, Li Zhiwen, deputy director of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, and Liu Dinghui, academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences Led by our department, the main thing is to cooperate and solve some situations that they can't deal with, and you can rest assured that these people have no leadership over us, they are working on their own, but only if we have to do our best to cooperate with them."
Xiang Que continued to droop his eyelids, and mumbled in his mouth, this way of cooperation still made him more satisfied.
The beginning of this meeting was quite boring, that Director Li went up and said a few official common opening remarks, in short, everything is based on national honor, and Academician Liu, who came up later, was more pragmatic, coordinating the division of labor and planning or something.
A meeting lasted all morning, and finally settled, and three days later began a comprehensive survey of the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.
In addition to the survey carried out after the discovery of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in the past seven years, this time it must be regarded as the most comprehensive investigation of the tombs of this generation of emperors.