"Fengzi, how do you use this? Doesn't it light up?"
In the middle of the night, Dou Sprout squatted on the ground, tinkering with the generator I had just brought back.
Everyone is probably in the tomb, unable to sleep, and thinking of working overtime, since we have just explored an area now.
"Qikai, you don't understand anything, what are you messing around with?"
I quickly walked over, opened the generator distribution box, turned the button to the left two and a half times, and said, "Pull it down and try."
Dou Sprout pulled the rope sharply upward, and suddenly there was a clicking sound, and at the same time, the light bulb on the distribution box also lit up.
After moving the fuel tank and generator to the entrance of the cave, I put on a headlamp and went straight down to the cave.
The line has been drawn where the feet stand, so draw it downward from here.
I made two gestures with the electric hammer, and after I followed the line, I rushed up and shouted: "Okay! Plug in the power!"
As soon as the power was plugged in and I pressed the switch, there was a "sizzling" sound!
People who don't use electric hammers tend to go astray. It took me a few minutes to get used to it. As soon as I started hammering, dust suddenly started to rise in the cave, and the cement blocks under my feet were constantly being broken and collapsed.
After the cement in the past solidified, it was not as hard as the cement now. It was visible to the naked eye and it was beaten very fast. The bean sprouts looked at it and shouted: "Awesome!"
The robbery hole we dug was originally right above the main tomb chamber, and I dug a rectangular shape because the cement would not collapse. I wanted to drill it all the way to the bottom in one go. If I was lucky, I could hit the coffin lid directly. Even if
If you are unlucky and don't hit the coffin, you can also widen it left and right.
The effect is like a mouse making a nest underground and always hitting the coffin.
After an hour of fighting, it was more than half a meter down. I asked Dou Sprout to pull up the cement block, and then asked someone to replace it. It didn't work anymore. It was too dusty and choked, so I couldn't even wear a mask.
We would not let Xiaoxuan come down to do such dirty work, so the three of us men took turns and worked all day long until the evening of the next day.
I was resting against the big tree above when I suddenly heard Dou Sprout shouting from under the cave: "What is this! I touched something!" I quickly ran over to take a look.
We made a big gap in the roof of the concrete tomb, which was at least seven meters deep! Dou Sprout, wearing a headlamp, shouted to me: "Fengzi, come down quickly and see what this is! Damn it! It looks like a stone monument."
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I quickly slid down and let it lean to the side.
It's really a bluestone monument.
The entire inscription is almost completely covered by cement, with only a few weird patterns exposed on the edges, which are more than 1.5 meters long and more than 1 meter wide.
I said, hurry up and take a look. What on earth is this? I’ve never seen it before.
Brother Yu threw down the rope and I tied a kamikaze knot.
The more strenuous the Kamikaze knot is, the tighter it becomes and will not fall off, because if it falls off, we will have nowhere to run in such a narrow place underneath and will be crushed to death by stone monuments.
"Brother Yu! Pull!"
I shouted and asked Bean Sprouts to help me carry it.
"Can you do it, Brother Yu! It's very heavy!"
"No problem! Let go!"
I looked up and watched Brother Yu bend his waist and pull the stone tablet up little by little.
Because most of the surface of the stele was covered with cement, I picked up a stone, used a knife as a chisel, and gently knocked off the layer of cement covering the surface, quickly revealing a line of small characters engraved with a knife.
He poured some water on the stone tablet and wiped it with his hands.
"Tou. I can't understand this. It seems to be all in Tangut."
"Is this an epitaph made by the Xixia people themselves?" I asked doubtfully.
"No, it's something else. Epitaphs from the Liao and Jin Dynasties didn't use this kind of bluestone, and the characters were smaller than this."
Squatting his head on the ground, he held up a flashlight and frowned and said: "It's in Western Xia script. The head of this stele is very similar to the induction tower stele in the Gansu Museum for the reconstruction of the Huguo Temple in Liangzhou. According to the Western
People in the Xia Dynasty tended to read bilingually when building monuments. There may be Chinese characters on the back, so turn it over and have a look."
We turned the stone tablet over and scraped off the layer of cement with a knife. Sure enough, there were matching Chinese characters in regular script!
There are three words engraved on the head of the stele, read from left to right.
"Death Letter."
Looking down, there is such a long paragraph.
"He Luo Gong, supervising the construction of defense towers, humbles himself but respects others, is cautious and fearful of righteousness, seeks to serve the king, but does not end well. He understands that Gao Guo is a pity. What a pity. Bai Jun ordered a death petition and gave him a golden bowl and a silver bowl.
He was given 16 pieces of gold and wine vessels, and an imperial horse sign was given to be buried with the coffin and sealed with mud. Anyone who disturbed the soul of He Luo Gong would never have peace in his life. It will be the fourth year of Qian Ding, Gui Weiqiu.
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After reading this passage, Boutou and I looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
My breathing started to become rapid.
This is a death letter!
Not an epitaph!
The so-called death petition is a document issued by ancient officials. It can be understood as a "death certificate" issued to an official. Firstly, it highlights the recognition and respect of the superior person for the deceased's life contribution. Secondly, it is
The descendants of the deceased's family can receive a certain amount of rice, grain, and money on a monthly basis based on the death petition issued by the superior. If the immediate family members of the deceased also pass away, the death petition can be passed on to the descendants, and then they can receive rewards. In summary, this is a
A very high honor.
I was shocked not only by this, but also by several words directly mentioned in the inscription.
There are 16 gold bowls and silver bowls, and 19 gold wine vessels!
And, unexpectedly, there is also the "Emperor-burning Horse Card"!
We're going big.
This is a national first-class cultural relic with a single-digit inventory!
What was the identity of the person named "He Luogong" in the inscription? That he would be given such a thing!
The imperial horse talisman is a unique talisman of Xixia. Its status and function are a bit like the tiger talisman in the Central Plains. Let alone getting started, I have heard of it but I have never seen this thing before, I only know that it exists. I have never even seen a picture and don’t know what it looks like.
In 2005, at that time, there was only one physical horse sign from the Western Xia Dynasty in the National Museum. Later in 2009, the construction team dug out another one when they were building a community in Wuwei City. There were only two in total, and they were gone.
I lit a cigarette and leaned against the tree, looked up at the night sky and took a deep breath.
Don't talk to anyone, I want to be quiet.
Forget about the golden bowl and silver bowl. If we really dig out the "Emperor Horse" sign written on the inscription, I dare not say that the Sarawak Bird is valuable, but the level of cultural relics is not lower than the Sarawak Bird. For this thing, let each of us get a big Ben More than enough.
But if you were caught selling something of this level, it would be enough to give you a reprieve from death.
"Fengzi! Why are you sitting there?
Bean Sprouts blushed and had a thick neck, and shouted: Dig quickly! There are gold and silver bowls in the coffin!"
"Don't panic yet," he said to me, waving his head and waving his hands, "Yunfeng, when did you say the fourth year of work is?"
"I can't remember exactly. It should have been the year before Li Xian took the throne? History books say that Li Xian died a year after he took the throne."
"Yes, you are right."
"I suddenly thought of a person," he pointed at the stone tablet and frowned deeply:
"It is said here that this person's name is He Luogong, who also has the same surname as He. I am wondering if it is possible that this person is related to He Chengzhen in the early Xixia period?"
I was confused and asked who the leader He Chengzhen was? I didn't know.
At this moment, his face was extremely solemn and he said one sentence.
"He Chengzhen is a great Feng Shui master and architect who is not inferior to Yuan Tiangang. He presided over the construction of all the Xixia imperial tombs at the foot of Helan Mountain."
After hearing this, my right eyelid kept twitching and I started to feel scared.
It was a death sentence just now, but now it is 100% a death sentence and will be executed immediately.
