Chapter Two Thousand Thirty: The Survivors of the Yin Shang Dynasty
Han Du paused and said with a smile: "Actually, when I came here, I found that the people here are very similar to us."
"It's very similar?" Han Shu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly and whispered: "Although the people here have black hair and eyes like us, there is a big difference, right?"
"It's normal for there to be differences. After all, the climate and environment on both sides are very different." Han Du smiled and nodded, then changed his tone: "But I had doubts at the beginning that these locals might have something to do with China."
"Origin? What origin?" Han Shu was a little stunned. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of anything the people here had in common with China. He looked at his elder brother with confusion on his face.
Han Du took a sip of tea and chuckled: "Have you ever seen the sacrifices of these indigenous people?"
"No." Han Shu shook his head slightly. He was just a civil servant, and he stayed in the academy all day long. How could he have the chance to see the sacrifices of the indigenous people?
Han Du nodded and continued with a smile: "Then you should go and see their sacrifices, maybe you can also find something. At the beginning, I found that their sacrifice rituals were very similar to the legendary sacrifices of the Yin Shang Dynasty.
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"They all have sealing platforms, gold and silver ritual vessels, and even human and animal sacrifices, etc..."
"These..." Han Shu was surprised and recalled carefully. According to historical records, the Yin and Shang Dynasties indeed had such sacrificial customs.
"But this doesn't mean anything..."
Han Du glanced at his younger brother and said calmly: "That's true. If there are just some resemblances in sacrifices, it really doesn't mean anything."
"But later, after I returned to the Ming Dynasty, I went to Qu Yuan to study their sacrificial customs."
"Did the elder brother discover anything?" Han Shu was shocked. He really wanted to know what the elder brother had discovered that made him think that these indigenous people were related to the Yin Shang Dynasty.
Han Du nodded slightly and said: "There is a piece of jade in Qu Yuan's clan. According to Qu Yuan, it is the name of their ancestors. Even he doesn't know when it was passed down. There are several numbers engraved on it.
Oracle bone inscriptions, two of the characters are: black bird."
"The destiny black bird descended to give birth to business?" Han Shu was so shocked that he stood up suddenly and stared at his elder brother with wide eyes and a face full of disbelief.
"Brother has been studying Oracle for so many years, have you really cracked it?"
Han Du smiled and shook his head, sighing deeply: "It's not that easy. I just cracked a few words."
Then the conversation changed and he looked at Han Shu and said, "But I'm sure that the two black birds are real. Moreover, the oracle bone inscriptions on the Yugui from the Quyuan tribe are exactly the same as those found in the Ming Dynasty."
"This...this!" Han Shu was so shocked that he couldn't help himself. He paced back and forth anxiously and then said suddenly: "Brother, wait a moment, I will go to see the emperor right now."
After saying that, Han Shu hurried out without waiting for his elder brother to say anything to persuade him to stay.
Yu Qian saw Ning Guogong, a civil servant, leaving in a hurry, and looked at Han Shu's back in surprise. It wasn't until Han Shu disappeared from his sight that he looked back at the teacher and asked, "Teacher, sir, what is this?"
"Let him go." Han Du waved his hands calmly, picked up the tea cup and continued drinking with his head lowered.
Yu Qian glanced at the teacher, was silent for a few seconds, raised his head and asked curiously: "Is what the teacher just said true?"
"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Han Du glanced at him with interest and asked calmly.
Yu Qian quickly lowered his head and smiled secretly. In fact, it's not surprising that he thinks too much. The main reason is that the teacher is full of wits. Many times, even he, a disciple, doesn't know whether the teacher's actions have any deep meaning.
intention.
In the case of uncertainty, Yu Qian still has to ask the teacher one more time.
Han Du smiled and guessed what Yu Qian was thinking, but he was not angry. Instead, he looked at him with a smile: "Of course it's true."
"So, these natives are really Chinese orthodox?" Yu Qian was too surprised.
China and America are tens of thousands of miles apart, and no one would be able to connect the two. If the teacher hadn't told him personally, Yu Qian probably wouldn't have believed it.
This...this is simply amazing...
Han Du nodded slightly and sighed: "According to my own research, these people should have come here for some unknown reason during the late Yin and Shang Dynasties when Emperor Xin was in power."
"Di Xin?" Yu Qian looked at the teacher with wide eyes, "Why did the teacher say these people came from the Di Xin period?"
Han Du chuckled: "Do you still remember King Wu's defeat of Zhou?"
"Of course!" Of course Yu Qian knew about such an important historical event as King Wu's defeat of Zhou, but he didn't understand what it had to do with the indigenous people.
Han Du glanced at him and said calmly: "When King Wu was conquering Zhou, the Yin Shang generals and princes Youhou Xi were fighting in the east. However, when the Yin Shang fell and the Western Zhou Dynasty was established, no one saw Youhou Xi and him again.
There are hundreds of thousands of Shang Dynasty survivors under his command. So, where did they go?"
Facing the teacher's soft-spoken inquiry, Yu Qian seemed to feel that the historical fog in front of him was being lifted layer by layer. There was a feeling of clouds opening and the sun appearing, and a feeling of goosebumps crawling all over his body.
"Teacher, what do you mean, they are here?"
Han Du shrugged and spread his hands: "This is just my guess. After all, I can't provide any ironclad evidence that Youhou Xi brought his remnants here. But if they didn't come here, then they would have lost hundreds of thousands of people."
People can’t just disappear into thin air, right?”
Yu Qian was shocked and agreed very much with what the teacher said. That was hundreds of thousands of people. Even after King Wu occupied Chaoge, he sent a large army to look for Youhou Xi and his men, but not even a single person could be found.
Han Du glanced at Yu Qian, chuckled and said: "The disappearance of hundreds of thousands of people is very confusing. If there were no indigenous people in America, it might not make people think too much. But...
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However, not only the sacrificial rituals of these indigenous people are almost exactly the same as those of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, but even the objects of sacrifice are similar, which makes people have to make associations.
"It seems that what the teacher said is right." Yu Qian nodded slowly.
Although the teacher could not provide ironclad evidence, this did not affect his own judgment. First of all, King Wu's defeat of Zhou was so long ago that there are almost no historical materials left. It is normal that there is no evidence.
If the teacher directly produced irrefutable evidence, then Yu Qian would have to doubt whether the evidence was forged.
It is precisely because there is no historical data that the teacher has spent so many years and can only make a guess.
While the two were chatting about the Yin Shang Dynasty, Youhou Xi, and the sacrifices of the indigenous people, Han Shu left and returned.