Looking at his father's back, Liu Feifan suddenly had a strange feeling, and he swept the white hair above his father's ears. He also had mixed feelings in his heart. His heart was a little blocked, and he immediately turned and left...
Tang Sancheng happened to see Liu Zhixi for something, and made an appointment with him to discuss it at noon. Shen Bing came to see him, which made Tang Sancheng very happy. Even though Shen Bing explained that he was just on his way, so he came in to take a look, and he also stopped by to take a look at himself. The classmate also made Tang Sancheng feel happy. After the morning class, Tang Sancheng and Liu Zhixi went to the cafeteria to have a meal, and then went to Liu Zhixi's house. The two chatted while eating.
Speaking of the Bao Cemetery, Liu Zhixi is very knowledgeable: "In fact, the industry also has some doubts about the Bao Cemetery. The Bao Cemetery that is now open to the outside world is probably just a suspicious tomb. Of course, I can only tell you this. Tell me, you happened to get this kind of information again, this is a big discovery."
The Bao Cemetery that is now open to the public is located outside Baohe River. I heard that Baohe Cemetery has its provenance. In the spring of the seventh year of Jiayou in the Northern Song Dynasty, Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty saw that Bao Gong was old and had no land at home, so he issued an edict to reward Bao Gong. A large piece of land on the border of Luzhou was used to solve the problem of Bao Gong's livelihood after he returned to his hometown. Bao Gong insisted not to accept it and only wanted a section of the moat on the outskirts of Luzhou that had been blocked for a long time. Bao Gong asked people to clear the weeds and dig out the silt. Li Zhouji. He also asked the Bao family members to plant lotus and fish in the moat, and supplement their family income with the income from water breeding. This section of the moat has since been called Bao River. It is said that Bao Zheng and his wife are buried in Bao Cemetery. The remains of his descendants were therefore deemed to be authentic and included in the cemetery.
"Since the remains have been found, why do you still have doubts?" Tang Sancheng asked.
Liu Zhixi took a mouthful of rice and wolfed it down before saying: "This is simple. When I opened the tomb, I found that the main tomb was in the shape of an overturned bucket. There were Bao Zheng's epitaph and a 2.4-meter-long golden nanmu coffin placed in the tomb. The remains of Bao Zheng are placed inside. On the north side is the attached tomb area, where there are 5 tombs of Bao Zheng’s wife Dong, her son, and daughter-in-law. It looks seamless, right?"
Tang Sancheng frowned: "Then what's the problem? Generally speaking, the epitaph is the most important evidence to determine the identity of the tomb owner."
"That's why there is a problem." Liu Zhixi said: "There is a problem with the epitaph. The epitaph is a stone carving stored in the tomb that contains the biography of the deceased. It records the deceased's life, whether it was housekeeping, moral conduct, academic orientation, skills, or political achievements. The size of achievements, etc., is condensed into a personal historical file to make up for the deficiencies in family history, local chronicles and even national history. It is also a conclusive proof of the dating of the epitaph. The epitaph consists of two parts, the epitaph and the inscription. There are many theories about its origin. But epitaphs truly became a literary style in the Southern Dynasties..."
"Um, Liu Zhixi, this is not important." Tang Sancheng said, "Let's focus on the key points, okay?"
"If you don't know the origin of the epitaph, you can't know that there is something wrong with it." Liu Zhixi became a little angry: "Don't doubt my professionalism, okay? The words on the epitaph can be written by future generations, or they can be written by me in advance. After it was written, after we took the postgraduate entrance examination, we felt that the writing style above was consistent with Bao Zheng’s own, so we concluded that it was written by him. However...there is a problem. Of course, this is actually just my intuition."
"What's the problem?" Tang Sancheng asked.
"Everyone knows what kind of person Bao Zheng is. He is not greedy for credit. However, the epitaph praises himself so eloquently. I feel that either the record is wrong or that
Are people greedy for credit as they get older?" Liu Zhixi said: "At that time, I raised this question with another historian, but was refuted, saying that we thought too much. After all, there are too many people.
The evidence proves that it is Bao Cemetery. This is a major discovery in the world of cultural relics. The two of us have to keep this question in our hearts. Now that I hear what you say, I have some confidence, but we need to find that person first.
Descendants of the Bao family, ask him to produce reliable evidence so that we can openly..."
The following words were exactly what Tang Sancheng and the others wanted, but now that he said it himself, Tang Sancheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's what we mean."
"I bet you have all figured it out?" Liu Zhixi sighed: "Let me tell you, Brother Bai always arranges things carefully."
"You can't call him Big Brother Bai anymore, especially outside." Tang Sancheng kindly reminded Liu Zhixi: "After all, in terms of appearance, it's pretty much the same for us to call you Big Brother."
Liu Zhixi nodded: "Yes, I have to change my words, but I have been used to it for so many years. By the way, when did you find the descendant of the Bao family?"
"Bai Yi should have already started to take action." Tang Sancheng said with a bitter look on his face: "Oh, I can't stand my current job, working from nine to five every day."
"Your current status is not a formal teacher of the school, just a consultant." Liu Zhixi said: "You have very little time in class, what else is there to be dissatisfied about? Besides, you can go out for activities better in your current status. Now
Times have changed, and it’s no longer okay to act the same as before.”
"I know." Tang Sancheng sighed: "The times are changing, and we must change too."
The two people here were talking passionately, while Bai Yi and Qi Xie set out to find the descendant of the Bao family named Bao Jiajun. Judging from the family tree, the descendants of the Bao family are now spread all over the country, and the number is not large.
, among which Guizhou and Sichuan are most widely distributed.
Bao Jiajun's address was found by Xiaoshan. Now he is collecting information about Bao Gong's jade pillow. When Bai Yi and Qi Xie arrived at the place, they found out that it was an Internet cafe or a black Internet cafe. Nowadays, not just anyone can open an Internet cafe.
Yes, as soon as the two of them entered, they saw young faces. A man who looked like the owner of an Internet cafe was lying on a recliner with his eyes closed leisurely and earplugs in his ears. He seemed to be listening to music.
"Do you two want to go online?" The little girl in charge of receiving guests had a sweet voice.
"We are looking for your boss, Bao Jiajun." As soon as Bai Yi said the three words Bao Jiajun, the person on the recliner opened his eyes. It seemed that he was listening to the movements of the surrounding environment at any time. The person stood there
He stood up, with a nervous look on his face. After all, he was someone with a guilty conscience. When he got closer, he saw that Bai Yi and Qi Xie didn't look like policemen or members of the underworld. The expression on their faces relaxed and he immediately said: "You two are
?”
This man had a shaved head and looked quite shrewd. Bai Yi knew that such people were very defensive, so he immediately brought out Yuan Hong: "We were introduced by Yuan Hong."
Hearing Yuan Hong's name, Bao Jiajun visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out he is his friend. Come and invite him inside."
It turns out that there is a small room in this Internet cafe, with a bed and a small coffee table in it. There is a set of tea sets piled randomly on it. It looks a bit dirty. Bao Jiajun glanced at the dirty tea set:
"I'm sorry, my place is shabby. You two generals can stay here for a while."
The three of them sat casually on the bed, and Bao Jiajun asked: "Did Yuan Hong ask you to come here for Bao's cemetery?"
This guy is quite clever. Bai Yi and Qi Xie looked at each other and then said, "I didn't expect you to be so interested in him."
"Hey, that guy is a little crazy." Bao Jiajun said: "He also said that he wanted to raise a kid to help me steal that Bao Gong jade pillow. I thought he was crazy. I just said it casually at the beginning."
These words made the two of them feel a little cold. Qixie said: "So you lied to him from the beginning?"
"How do you say this!" Bao Jiajun became excited: "He is being serious, but I didn't lie to him. It is clearly written in our Bao family tree that if Gong Bao's jade pillow is not found, then he is not Gong Bao.
Tomb, and I am a descendant of the Bao family, so I can trace this."
"But how do you know where Bao Cemetery is?" Bai Yi said.
Bao Jiajun became more cautious: "Who are you?"
Bai Yi had already expected this question from him: "We are the ones interested in Bao Gong Cemetery, and we are also the ones who can afford the money."
"What do you mean, money?" Bao Jiajun was stunned.
"We want to know where the real Bao Cemetery is, but don't get me wrong, there is someone behind us. Does Professor Liu Zhixi know?" Bai Yi originally wanted to move the Cultural Relics Bureau, but thought it was a bit excessive, so he said kindly: "He was also the first to
The person who is now suspicious of Bao Cemetery has been paying close attention to the real location of Bao Cemetery. We were entrusted by him to look for clues, but I gave the money, so who asked me to owe him a favor? "
At this time, Bai Yi was just talking nonsense. Only afterward did he realize that nonsense can also get to the point.
"So?" Bao Jiajun rolled his eyes. The business of the Internet cafe has not been very good recently, and the inspections from above are strict. They have to close their doors every three days to avoid the limelight. They can afford the money...
"We'll buy the clues you have." Bai Yi said.
Bao Jiajun took a breath. This was a big sesame seed cake dropped from the head, and it was filled with stuffing. He was a little confused. What he was worried about was not whether to sell it, but how much to sell it for. He was still hesitating. Bai Yi
Said: "But our money is not easy to make. You can't just say what you say. It's not easy to make money these days, and the money must be spent in a worthwhile way."
"Of course it's worth it." Bao Jiajun blurted out: "Are you really sincere about buying it?"
"You can only sell it if you are sincere." Qixie said in a low voice. He couldn't stand this kind of tug-of-war anymore. Fortunately, he didn't need to do business.
"Okay, you guys wait." Bao Jiajun stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "You guys wait for me here, I will go back with my sincerity right away."
Bao Jiajun left. This walk lasted for forty minutes. Bai Yi and Qi Xie sat so hard that their buttocks hurt. They almost felt that Bao Jiajun had let their pigeons go. Fortunately, they didn't have much patience left.
, Bao Jiajun came back. He seemed a little excited, and his chest was bulging. In this weather, he still stuffed things on his body, which was very courageous. His vest was full of sweat, and his clothes stuck tightly to his back.
As soon as he came in, he pushed aside the messy tea sets on the coffee table and carefully placed the things in his hands on the coffee table: "This is it."
"What is this?" Bai Yi looked at the box on the coffee table that was wrapped in a piece of blue Doliang material with a bit of history. Doliang, also known as Dilun, was once very popular in the 1960s and 1970s, but has long since withdrawn from the stage of history.
Bao Jiajun opened the blue cloth and revealed a black and red box inside: "This is the genealogy of our Bao family, but it is not the original one. This is a copy. Every descendant of the Bao family has a copy. If you have one at home,
The damn thing needs to be updated. You must think this is nothing, but look at this..."