City X, Institute of Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

In the huge office, an old man with white beards was sitting on the Grand Master's chair with his legs raised, his eyes closed and resting.

This is Mr. Fan Zeng, a famous domestic historian at NK University.

As one of the veterans of the historical circle of Z Country, when the Terracotta Warriors and Horses were just unearthed, he was already in the research team.

Mr. Fan is extremely obsessed with this oldest and most charming underground palace in Country Z.

In addition to several large-scale research, he likes to come to the Institute of City X whenever the school is on holiday.

It feels like even if you do nothing, just staying here, you can feel the heavy wind of the pre-Qin Dynasty, making him feel relaxed and happy.

Ding Ding ~

A prompt popped up on the phone, although it was just a slight sound, it also disturbed Mr. Fan's fake sleep and made him open his eyes.

When you are old, you will feel shallow. Tsk, you can't accept it.

When he thought about this, he laughed, took his phone and clicked on it. It turned out to be the mailbox of the school account, and the sender was Lin Shuhang, who wrote the graduation thesis with the name of the letter.

Seeing the four words "graduate thesis", Fan Zeng couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Fan Zeng has always loved Lin Shuhang.

In terms of intelligence, he may not be the smartest one; in terms of learning, he may not be the best;

But this child endured hardships, was willing to work hard in his studies, was willing to be honest in his work, and was very rigorous in his academic performance. These are the things that young people lack the most in this impetuous society today.

Fan Zeng is also quite familiar with Lin Shuhang's family situation and has thought of simply sponsoring his studies. He even mentioned this to Lin Shuhang this summer, but unfortunately he refused.

Fan Zeng is in his seventies, and his pair of golden eyes have been influenced by time. He can see that the other party's rejection is not because of face or something.

More because of his filial piety, after all, whether he is helping him apply for a scholarship or directly funding his tuition and living expenses, these actually cannot solve the actual problems in his family.

His parents still had to work hard until the day he entered social work... But if he had studied for graduate school, doctoral degree, and academic career, it would have been many years since then.

Fan Zeng shook his head, feeling a little regretful. He finally made this choice, but it was a pity that a good scholar for research.

While thinking, he clicked on his paper and read it, but Fan Zeng was already happy just by seeing the title.

【The underground palace passage of the First Emperor’s Mausoleum hidden in the dust】

I remembered that I had just published a paper about the underground palace passage not long ago. Did this guy copy the article and copy it to me?

Although I can understand that this kid chose to graduate rather than graduate school, you don’t have to be so perfunctory to the old man, right?

He laughed and scolded and clicked on the article, but when he read a few more lines, he felt a little angry.

The paper says that there are four passages in the Mausoleum of Shihuang, and the north-south passage is thirty meters deep underground. The problem with slope is because the exit of the passage is not near Mount Li, but at least several miles away, such as Zhengjiazhuang...

"What shit is this?" Fan Zeng wanted to curse people when he saw it, and he lifted the boy over and pointed it at his nose and scolded him.

These messy arguments seem to make sense at first glance, but what about the evidence supporting the arguments?

Zhengjiazhuang, where has it been? If you want to dig from Zhengjiazhuang to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and run a few kilometers of underground tunnels, is that what Qin Dynasty craftsmen can do with their efforts?

Due to technical conditions, let alone such a large underground passage, you ask the Qin Dynasty craftsmen to dig a coal mine passage that is several kilometers long and dozens of meters deep underground? It would be strange if it doesn’t collapse.

Moreover, in addition to the relatively soft soil of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, most of the surrounding underground are hard rocks. In the Qin Dynasty, where bronzes are generally used, they cannot dig up some special areas, so that is simply impossible!

But the paper actually says that the tools used by craftsmen should have some iron tools? They are channels that rely on these iron tools to dig.

As we all know, even the most awesome army in the Qin Dynasty still used bronze ware, which has been confirmed by the ancient swords unearthed from the Terracotta Warriors.

Although the iron tools had appeared in the Z country in this era, they were not popular yet. On the contrary, the Macedonian Empire on the other side of the mountain used iron tools more frequently than the Qin Dynasty...

These are all iron-like facts with clear archaeological arguments, but that boy actually said that the craftsmen in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor are actually using iron tools?

Isn't this a big deal? The army hasn't used it yet. The generals are still using bronze swords, so they use iron tools for the civilians first? What's the bullshit logic!

This brat, how could he be rigorous in his academic research? Why, thinking that he was about to graduate, he could do something random without pleased me? This is simply...

"Old Fan! Old Fan!"

Fan Zeng was unhappy. He was just about to call Lin Shuhang with his cell phone and scold the brat, but he heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside the office door, accompanied by a shout of anxiety and excitement.

As soon as I heard this voice, I knew it was Wang Weiguo from the Institute. This guy has been a "mortal enemy" with him for many years in the Institute and is also an old partner.

I can't say I don't like it, but I've been competing. From being young to now, I'm the type that I'll make any arguments that the other party will do everything possible to undermine the situation.

What good things can this guy do to find himself?

Fan Zeng temporarily put down his phone, and then he heard a "bang". The office door was pushed open hard, and the door panel that hit the wall made Fan Zeng's eyelids jump slightly.

"What are you doing?" He asked unhappily: "I'm disrespectful to you!"

The old man who rushed in outside the door was an old man who looked about the same age as him. He was also full of white hair but had no need. He was energetic and flushed: "I found it! I found it! Hahahaha, I tell you, Lao Fan, your research is not reliable at all! You didn't say anything now?!"

"What did you find? What's the thing?" Fan Zeng frowned: "What's my research is unreliable?"

"A passage! The passage of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor!" Wang Weiguo laughed and said, "Didn't you get that instrument at a high price abroad and have been struggling here for two or three years, and the result is that the north-south passage of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor does not exist?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Have you found it?"

"Hahaha!" Wang Weiguo laughed so hard that he almost bent down: "It wasn't me who found it, it was a child from Zhengjiazhuang who found it, in a dry well..."

"Oh, I'm so happy! Our top expert, Mr. Fan, got the most advanced equipment for millions of years of rent, but he was not as good as a little brat who didn't know anything. "

Fan Zeng was stunned when he heard this.

Zhengjiazhuang? What thing, why does it sound so familiar... Wait, I found the north-south passage of the First Emperor’s Mausoleum?

Lao Fan jumped up from the Grand Master's chair at once.

To be honest, compared to Wang Weiguo's ridicule, he was much more interested in the discovery of the north-south passage of the First Emperor's Mausoleum.

Fame? Slap in the face?

It doesn't exist, he is not a person who seeks fame and reputation. Those things have long passed by for him. The paper he published is just an explanation and summary of the money wasted in the past two years.

In contrast, he, who is fanatical and obsessed with the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, is actually more willing to have a north-south passage "jump out" and slap himself in the face.

He grabbed Wang Weiguo's arm and asked in anticipation and disbelief: "What child? How did you find it? Where is Zhengjiazhuang? You and I carefully... no!"

Old Fan suddenly woke up, and was so anxious that he wanted to grow wings and fly out immediately: "How much time is this waste? Have you protected the site? Have you reported it? Let's go! Let's go, and you're talking while walking on the road!"
Chapter completed!