Chapter 284: Turning the Clouds and Seeing the Sun
In the open space, many people stood around, pointing and whispering. When they saw Mr. Wolong and Jian Xiao approaching, they all made way. Jian Xiao could see from a distance that there were piles of bones with white flowers on them.
"Whose ancestral grave is this thrown away? It's a sin!"
"Hey, who said we need to dig a well here? Now that's good, but what should we do?"
"The village chief is here to see if this is good or bad..."
Mr. Wolong knelt down and looked at the bones. Jian Xiao also looked through them. There were still some silk objects stuck on the bones. It was estimated that there were about four or five people, among whom there was only one man. The rest of the skeletons were from
The pelvis looks like it's a woman's, the bones are black, it's probably caused by poisoning
"What do you think, Miss Jian Xiao?" Mr. Wolong asked
Jian Xiao took a look and saw that there were some jade pendants that looked like jewelry hanging on the bones. She looked at the soil around her and pulled them out with her hands.
"Miss Jian Xiao," Hu Yan stopped him, "What are you..."
While talking, Jian Xiao dug out a bronze vessel from the soil. It was covered with rust and looked like a wine glass. She said to herself: "It seems that we accidentally dug up someone else's ancestral grave."
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Everyone was shocked and whispered. Hu Yan hurriedly knelt down in front of the corpse, clasped his hands together, and was very repentant.
"Huyan, you don't have to look at it like this. It looks like this is the grave of a slave owner left over from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period." She pointed at the male corpse. "This should be the slave owner. The other women were buried with him. These wine glasses are probably underneath.
There are many more that were buried with him. The coffins must have been corroded by the soil, so if they are left exposed, this is not an excavation of ancestral graves, but an archeology at best."
Hu Yan was confused when he heard this, "What slave owner? What archeology?"
Mr. Wolong chuckled and said, "What Miss Jian Xiao means is that this person has been dead for a long time. It is estimated that it has been hundreds of years for him to come out like this. It is God's will. I think he is also lonely and bored in this underground place. Feng Shui is not good, so he came out to get some air."
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"Then what should we do now?" Hu Yan asked, "bury it back? Or dig it out?"
Jian Xiao saw Mr. Wolong looking at her and smiled, "In my opinion, we should dig them all out first, and then find a good day and a place with good feng shui to bury them all back together."
Mr. Wolong twirled his beard and nodded frequently.
Everyone quickly dug a big hole and cleaned up everything here. Jian Xiao sat on it and looked at the unearthed items. Tsk, tsk, everything is priceless. This jade pendant,
Bronze vessels and some fired pottery fragments with beautiful patterns painted on them
"Miss Jian Xiao, do you still want these things?" Hu Yan held a dark object in his hand. "It looks like an ordinary bamboo slip. It shouldn't be left behind by them?"
"Let me take a look!" Jian Xiao walked over and took the bamboo slips
She brushed off the soil on it, and it seemed that the patterns carved on it with a sharp tool were washed with clean water. The patterns on it were clearly visible. Oh, it looked very much like bronze inscriptions, that is, Zhongdingwen is the oldest hieroglyphic inscription. Jian Xiao
Relying on his own memory, he could vaguely identify it. It probably recorded some things. However, Jian Xiao had little talent and was not an expert in writing. He could only recognize a few easily identifiable characters at the same time, such as "日" and "人".
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"Why is Miss Jian Xiao so distressed?" Mr. Wolong came over and asked her, "What trouble did you encounter?"
Jian Xiao handed the bamboo slip to Mr. Wolong, "Sir, can you recognize the characters on this?"
Mr. Wolong took a look and said, "I didn't expect Miss Jian Xiao to be so smart, but troubled by such words? It records that the owner of this tomb is surnamed Chen, with hundreds of acres of fertile land, many concubines, and was loved by everyone. Unfortunately, he died of a stubborn illness. ...It’s not much different from what Miss Jian Xiao said.”
Jian Xiao nodded, "Who would have thought that a few years later, his affairs would still be known to others?"
"Prosperity in one life is passed down from generation to generation. If we rely on word of mouth to pass it on, I am afraid that we have long lost our understanding of it. It is true that people write books and establish words, and their reputation will be passed down for generations." Mr. Wolong weighed these letters. "This man is also a sensible person." I left something for future generations. If it weren’t for this letter, I don’t know what it would be if it were unearthed at this time.”
"Yes, reputation can be passed down for several generations, but words and objects can be passed down for a long time. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, there is still a certain chance that people will know it," Jian Xiao sighed.
"Hahaha! Miss Jian Xiao, you have solved your own problem yourself," Mr. Wolong said with a smile.
Jian Xiao looked at Mr. Wolong in confusion, "Sir, can you say this? What is my problem?"
"Didn't Miss Jian Xiao say that she wants to pass on something, but there is no feasible way? Why not imitate the master surnamed Chen, and use silk or bamboo slips to carve words. Thousands of years later, if fate comes, Presumably the people who are looking for you can also find this thing, so your discoveries will not be buried?"
That's right! Jian Xiao slapped himself on the head. This is a great idea! The area they are currently mining is this part. As long as he writes down everything he knows and buries it, it will be clear to the people of the work team when they find it. ?
Jian Xiao quickly stood up and saluted, "Thank you sir for the advice, I'll go right away!"
"Hey... Miss, don't worry, have you decided what material to use?" Mr. Wolong asked.
This is a problem. Paper is definitely not good enough to withstand corrosion. The only way to withstand corrosion is to carve it on bronze vessels and bamboo slips. But time is tight and I don’t have this kind of skills. If I want to carve it, I don’t know how long it will be. After thinking about it, it seems that only silk You can give silk a try, but it will take thousands of years, and the radiation here is so great, the chance of it still being able to stay is very slim.
Seeing Jian Xiao's sad face, Mr. Wolong said, "Miss, you might as well express your concerns."
As soon as Jian Xiao said it roughly, Mr. Wolong immediately understood. Jian Xiao took out a large stack of paper of his own from his arms, "There are so many, I have to engrave them all at once, and I probably won't be able to finish them until I die."
"In this case, I'll use silk. I'll ask someone to buy some good plain silk." Mr. Wolong said, "If Miss can trust me, please leave a copy of this paper thing. I'll order people to start carving it in their spare time." There are as many bamboo slips as you can carve on them, and it is always good to put them together with the ones written on silk to keep an extra copy."
The amount of this project is huge, Jian Xiao looked confused, "Isn't it appropriate to ask Mr. to do so many things?"
"What's wrong? Miss is my benefactor in Wolong Village. This information of yours has saved many people in Wolong Village. I can help you by carving bamboo slips for Miss, which is what I in Wolong Village should do."
"Thank you very much, sir." Jian Xiao heard the additional retention and thought of other things, "Oh, by the way, I have a friend who knows about my affairs. Sir, do you think I can tell him too?
Let’s see what he can do?”
Mr. Wolong nodded, "Yes! Not bad! But is this person reliable?"
Jian Xiao curled up the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly, "Regardless of whether it is reliable or not, I should give it a try!"