"The underground palace of the ancient Loulan Kingdom is gone... and has been buried under the desert."
"Shua"
Inside the room, the whole hall was silent. Several old academics had their acupuncture points collectively opened and looked at Xiang Que blankly.
Rongrong's grandfather, Han Cheng, sighed after a long time, and his old face suddenly became much tired: "Last time you told me about the ancient Loulan country, I talked to these colleagues on the phone, and they were all dubious.
Yes, now that you have experienced it personally, you shouldn’t have any doubts, right? What a pity for this ancient country on the Silk Road that was more than a thousand years ago and has a history of 800 years. It has too much scientific research value. There may be many
From now on, my secrets will be hidden deep underground and cannot be unearthed."
There was a sigh in the room. For these old people who are dedicated to professional research, maybe their lifelong belief is to discover the secrets of hundreds of thousands of years one after another. And the disappearance of each historical secret may mean something to them.
I lost a child in infancy, and I am heartbroken and regretful!
"Haha..." A sarcastic voice came out from behind. Xiang Que squinted his eyes and saw a young man of about thirty years old sitting in the corner, with a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose.
, his hair was combed and polished, and he was wearing a smart suit.
The bespectacled man habitually pushed the glasses on his nose with his fingers, and said calmly: "There is no doubt about the existence of the ancient Loulan country, but it suddenly disappeared more than a thousand years ago because when the Han expeditionary army attacked the Xiongnu, King Loulan
Suddenly secretly colluded with the Xiongnu, which made Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty furious and decided to mercenary Loulan. A few years later, Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty finally sent Fu Jiezi to assassinate King Loulan. This was the reason for the demise of the Loulan Kingdom. As for what you mentioned? Loulan
How can a person hide deep in an underground palace? Are you kidding me? How could a small desert country more than a thousand years ago have the technology and conditions to move an entire country underground? Haha, let alone Loulan.
The time has come, that is, now. I will provide you with human, material and financial assistance. You can dig out a underground city under Lop Nur that can support tens of thousands of people and give it a try. You ask me to kneel down and bow down to you.
Everything is fine”
"Thank you...I don't lack grandchildren," Xiang Que said with a sideways glance and looked at Rongrong indifferently.
Han Rong whispered in Xiang Que's ear: "His name is Xu Ronglong. My grandfather is his doctoral supervisor. He has made great achievements in history. He has published many influential papers at home and abroad, especially about the ancient country of Loulan.
For those who have done some research, the Loulan characters and patterns on the parchment you gave me last time were translated by him and my grandfather."
"A young talent? I annoy people like this the most. If you tell him to stay away from me, it will make me anxious, and it will be easy to hurt him," Xiang Que said angrily.
Han Cheng turned back and glared at Xu Ronglong, and then said to Xiang Que: "It is impossible to explain things in history. After more than a thousand years, many historical clues have been broken, and the wisdom of the ancients is not something we can figure out.
, Xiangque, what you told me last time was not very detailed. Now that I have the chance, can you describe it to us in more detail this time?"
"The Loulan Underground Palace is very large, and it is certainly not a problem to house tens of thousands of people. It has at least three or four floors up and down, and in the middle is the Loulan Ancient Palace. I also saw the bones of King Loulan. They were quite well preserved at that time. His
Death was caused by a failed attempt to change one's fate against the will of heaven..." Xiang Queting couldn't bear to see these old scholars entangled in the disappearance of the Loulan Ancient Underground Palace, and tried his best to describe what he had seen and heard at the time.
Being a little more detailed can be regarded as settling one of their concerns.
Ten minutes later, after Xiang Que finished speaking, Xu Ronglong stood up and walked over. He grinned disdainfully and said: "Changing fate against the will of heaven, bronze coffins, sucking people's vitality, what kind of zombies, hey, sir, you have seen too many ghosts.
Right? Can we stop being fantasy? We are scientists, not readers, okay?"
Some scholars asked suspiciously: "What this young man said is quite different from the clues we know. It sounds like fantasy."
Xu Ronglong immediately echoed: "That's nonsense. Academics are about rigor. It's not about making movies or telling stories. If you just listen to it, can you still take it seriously?"
A man is inexplicably hostile to another man. Apart from the fact that you beat his father and defrauded him of money, the most likely reason is that it is because of a woman. Xiang Que glanced at Han Rongrong, who was as beautiful as a flower.
Not wanting to be jealous of Xu Ronglong, he drooped his eyelids and left with a single sentence: "You are really annoying with your arrogant mouth. Did you make it?"
"Pa" walked outside the house and bought a cigarette from Xiang Dan. Pei Dongcao followed him out and explained: "They are not stubborn old stubborns. They are all cautious in academic matters. What you said is of great significance to them."
It may be a bit weird to say the least.”
Xiang Que smoked a cigarette and said calmly: "I do my thing, and they study theirs. They have nothing to do with each other. You must not put us together. I said so, no?"
"Oh," Pei Dongcao playfully stretched out his finger and made an OK gesture and said, "I will arrange a place for you to rest, and we will start researching tomorrow morning."
There was no talking all night, and the next morning.
Xiang Que walked into the conference room with his arms stretched out and a cigarette in his mouth. There were many more people in the room today than yesterday. He casually found a seat in the back corner and sat down, huddled in the chair.
He had his legs crossed and his eyelids were half drooped.
Pei Dongcao and Xu Rui walked to the side and sat down, and said: "There are two people who are leading the team this time. Li Zhiwen, deputy director of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, and Liu Dinghui, academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Sitting below are history professors from major universities.
and cultural relics experts, the investigation begins openly
The Imperial Tomb is led by them. Our department mainly cooperates and solves some situations that they cannot handle. One thing you can rest assured is that these people have no leadership over us and work independently, but the premise is that we must do our best.
to cooperate with them”
Xiang Que continued to droop his eyelids and hummed, this method of cooperation made him quite satisfied.
The beginning of this meeting was quite boring. Director Li went up and said a few common official opening remarks. In short, everything was based on national honor. Academician Liu who came later was more pragmatic, coordinating division of labor, planning and arrangements.
A meeting lasted all morning, and it was finally decided that a comprehensive survey of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum would begin three days later.
In addition to the surveys conducted after the discovery of the First Emperor's Tomb in 1977, this is the most comprehensive survey of the tomb of this generation of emperors.
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