"Old man, the underground chamber of this tomb has been destroyed, but judging from the soil layer next to it, the project must have been huge. The person buried here must have a noble status. If I guessed correctly, he should be Tang Dynasty.
Is it the Xuanzong Qinling Tomb, Xianzong Jingling Tomb, or Wenzong Guangling Tomb?"
Zhuang Rui expressed what he was thinking. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong, because the ancients paid most attention to funerals, and there were so many large tombs in Shaanxi. It didn't necessarily mean that the emperor could build a palace on top of the tombs.
Some princes and kings also have this right.
Zhuang Rui's words put a look of surprise on the old man's face. Although the Chinese knew about the Tang Dynasty and could name several emperors such as Li Yuan, Li Shimin or Tang Xuanzong, they were limited to those few comparisons.
There are only a handful of famous emperors who can even call him by his reign title like Zhuang Rui.
"Young man, are you talking about the Eighteen Tombs in Guanzhong? There were a total of eighteen emperors in the Tang Dynasty. Why did you just guess these three?"
The old man did not comment on Zhuang Rui's answer, but continued to ask.
"There were a total of eighteen emperors in the Tang Dynasty?"
Zhuang Rui didn't know whether his answer was right or wrong. He had read it from that article. When he was about to answer, the old man's question suddenly rang in his mind, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"If this old man can preside over archaeological excavations here, he can't even understand this basic issue, right? Could it be..."
Although the Eighteen Tombs of Guanzhong are relatively well-known, it does not mean that there were only eighteen emperors in the Tang Dynasty. Zhuang Rui clearly remembered that from the time of Tang Gaozu Li Yuan to the fall of Aizong Li Zhu, there were a total of twenty-one emperors.
It was only at the end of the Tang Dynasty that the Huangchao Uprising broke out. After that, the imperial court weakened, and each vassal town supported its own troops. By the time of Emperor Zhaozong of the Tang Dynasty, he was controlled by Zhu Wen, the Taizu of the Later Liang Dynasty, and became a puppet emperor. He was killed by Zhu Wen not long after.
Well, Tang Aizong, the last emperor of the Tang Dynasty after him, was poisoned to death by Zhu Wen, and he died in Shandong. Naturally, there is no mausoleum in Shaanxi.
Therefore, looking at the twenty-one emperors of the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian was buried in the same cave as Gaozong. After excluding the two last emperors Zhaozong and Aizong, there were actually only eighteen mausoleums. This is the origin of the theory of the Eighteen Mausoleums in Guanzhong.
"Old man, there are eighteen tombs of emperors of the Tang Dynasty in Guanzhong, but there are not eighteen emperors of the Tang Dynasty, right? I remember it should be twenty-one, and Xuanzong Qinling, Xianzong Jingling and Wenzong Guangling are in
It's around here, but if you ask me which emperor's tomb is it, I really can't answer it."
Zhuang Rui felt that the old man in front of him was a bit cunning and had actually set a trap for him. If he continued talking, he would definitely be confused by him, so after telling him everything he knew, he frankly told the old man that I
That’s all we know, so don’t ask any more questions.
"Yes, young man, that's a good answer. It's not easy to know this. My old man can guarantee that as long as you can pass the written examination, you will definitely be admitted by that old man Meng."
After listening to Zhuang Rui's answer, the old man showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and he actually opened his mouth to take care of everything, as if he could make the decision himself.
Zhuang Rui was quite dissatisfied. Even Uncle De and Professor Meng, who had such a good relationship, didn't dare to say such a thing. He didn't know where the old man in front of him had the confidence.
Just when Zhuang Rui was complaining, a staff member from the local archeology department came over and said to the old man: "Professor Meng, it's almost time to rest. We can go back after working for a while. Come back when the sun is almost setting."
Bar."
"Meng...Professor Meng?"
Zhuang Rui, who was standing aside, couldn't help but feel a little stupid after hearing the staff member's name. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that Professor Meng must be his mentor in the future, not to mention that Uncle De said a few days ago
Well, Professor Meng from Peking University was in Shaanxi during this time.
It's no wonder that Zhuang Rui didn't guess it beforehand. After all, Shaanxi is so big. He never would have thought that in this remote mountain ravine, he would meet Professor Meng, a leading figure in the archaeological field. It's such a coincidence.
A little more.
Professor Meng said to the staff: "Let everyone start working, but be careful. If you dig something, call me..."
"Your name is Zhuang Rui, right?"
After explaining to the staff member, Professor Meng looked at Zhuang Rui. When he saw Zhuang Rui nodded in recognition, he continued: "Brother De from Zhonghai recommended you to me some time ago and almost praised you as a flower.
, Old man, I don’t believe it, but this reputation is not as good as meeting you. Yes, although you are not from a major, your foundation is still good. As long as you pass the written test, there is no problem with me."
Seeing that Zhuang Rui was a little embarrassed, Professor Meng gave him another reassurance. He was very satisfied with this student. He did not major in archeology as an undergraduate. He knew so much about the history of the Tang Dynasty that he could be called a well-informed expert.
I have four words in mind, and he is very alert and meticulous. I have set traps for others before, and I don’t know how many people I have trapped. I didn’t expect that this young man would find out.
Zhuang Rui was also very happy. This was just a whim. He wanted to see how others conducted archaeological excavations, but he did not expect to meet his future mentor here. This also saved Zhuang Rui and Uncle De from going there in the future.
I visited Professor Meng in Beijing.
Professor Meng was also very satisfied with his future disciple. Suddenly he remembered something and asked: "By the way, Xiaozhuang, do you have any problem with your English?"
"English? No problem. It can be written and spoken. For general professional translation, as long as you understand the relevant vocabulary, it won't be a big problem."
Although Zhuang Rui didn't understand what Professor Meng meant, he still answered honestly.
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Professor Meng nodded and said: "That's good, review your knowledge of ancient Chinese. If you have time in September, come to Beijing and I will give you some study materials."
Zhuang Rui nodded and agreed, but he felt a little strange in his heart. Is there still some bastard spirit in him? He just answered a question, and Professor Meng was so flattering?
In fact, Zhuang Rui does not understand that from ancient times to the present, not only is it difficult to find a good master, but it is also difficult to find an apprentice. Although hard work can make up for weakness, a person's talent will often determine his future development.
Therefore, although people like Professor Meng are famous all over the world, except for his early disciples, there are only a few disciples who can be recognized by him now.
Teaching in the classroom is completely different. Now that he has determined that Zhuang Rui is intelligent, he naturally wants to take him under his wing.
Due to his age, Professor Meng no longer teaches in large classrooms and only teaches a few graduate students. He has also decided that after teaching this group of disciples, he will no longer recruit graduate students. In a sense, Zhuang Rui also
He is considered his close disciple.
As for asking Zhuang Rui about English, that is a shortcoming of domestic exam-oriented education. According to relevant national regulations, English is required for postgraduate examinations.
But like many obscure majors, such as Chinese painting, they have nothing to do with English. And these students often study this major since they were young. It is normal for them to not pass the test in English.
This has caused many old professors to find good talents, but they just can't accept them.
There was once a well-known university professor who was unable to recruit graduate students for several years due to this reason, and finally resigned from the university in anger, which caused great social repercussions.
"It's good to have confidence. Since we have encountered each other, come over and help. Get familiar with the archaeological site first. Don't wait until you go to the site later and get scared when you see ancient corpses. Then my old man will lose face."
Professor Meng didn't ask Zhuang Rui why he came here, so he picked up the young man. In fact, he knew that Zhuang Rui couldn't help him. He just wanted Zhuang Rui to feel the environment inside the venue. It was not common to excavate the tombs of emperors.
matter.
"Girl, you guys come here, don't be sneaky."
Seeing that Zhuang Rui agreed, Professor Meng waved to his granddaughter who was standing in the distance and looking over.
"This is my granddaughter Meng Qiuqian. This one's name is Fan Cuo, and the one with glasses is called Ying Ning. They are two of my graduate students this year. Xiaozhuang will take the postgraduate entrance examination next year. You guys should get to know each other first. By the way, Xiaozhuang,
Although you are older than them, you will still be called senior brother from now on, haha." Professor Meng has a cheerful personality and would make jokes from time to time.
"Let's call him Brother Zhuang, and you can just call me Xiao Fan..."
Seeing Meng Qiuqian next to the instructor about to speak, Fan Cuo quickly spoke out first and gave his name.
"What kind of mistake is this? It's so smooth." The little girl muttered.
Professor Meng glared at his granddaughter and said: "No rules, Xiao Fan, you first introduce the situation of this tomb to Xiaozhuang. I also want to see if the porcelain just unearthed can be repaired."
"Brother Zhuang, let's talk after we go down."
Seeing Professor Meng turn around and walk towards the shed, except for the girl, Fan Cuo and Ying Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Although Professor Meng usually didn't put on any teacher airs, the demeanor he showed inadvertently made the two
People feel a little uncomfortable.
This kind of magnanimity is difficult to describe in words. It is a kind of personal cultivation and accumulation of culture, and it can only be revealed after reaching a certain depth. Zhuang Rui just stood next to Professor Meng and felt a little ashamed.
"Xiao Fan, who does this tomb you are digging now belong to?"
Zhuang Rui followed a few people to the bottom of the pit. He just used his spiritual energy to look down to a depth of seven or eight meters. There seemed to be no coffin or anything like that down there.
