In a high-end restaurant, Xiao Ye sat quietly in a corner with a cup of light Longjing tea in front of her.
Smelling the intoxicating fragrance of China's number one tea, Xiaoye couldn't help but feel that all the pores in his body were stretched.
In addition, the music stage in the middle of the dining room was playing soothing and pleasant ancient music. Xiaoye couldn't help but closed his eyes in comfort and thought to himself: No wonder everyone wants to be rich. Rich people feel really good!
It has been almost three days, and the excavation work of the ancient tomb is in full swing. There is still no news about the mysterious old man who escaped, so Xiaoye, who has nothing to do, can only kill time like this every day.
Suddenly, there was a burst of warm applause in the restaurant, and Xiaoye was startled.
He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw a girl in a white dress, about twenty years old, walking onto the band stage with bare feet. Her long hair was flowing and her face was as beautiful as a flower. She seemed to be full of nature like unfinished natural jade.
Fresh breath.
Looking at the diners around, many of them looked excited and clapped their hands, as if they had unusual expectations for this beautiful woman.
Xiaoye Daqi thought: Who is this girl? Does she have any special skills?
Just as he was thinking about it, two young men in ancient Chu costumes walked onto the band stage holding a guqin and placed it in front of the woman in the white dress.
The woman in the white dress smiled and nodded to the diners around her, then gently rolled up her skirt and sat cross-legged.
Oh, do you play the guqin? Xiaoye raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but become interested. There are not many people in China who can play the guqin.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The woman in the white dress tried her voice, her expression became solemn and she was ready.
Suddenly, the restaurant quickly calmed down. Except for slight sighs, it was as silent as a deep valley filled with thousands of desolate places.
Xiaoye closed her eyes gently, waiting for the wonderful music that was about to come.
"bite......"
A short musical note jumped into the air, and Xiaoye suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, as if he had a very familiar and intimate feeling.
Just when I was a little surprised, a series of beautiful notes began to flow out.
For a moment, Xiaoye seemed to have entered a strange illusion.
Wearing a golden crown on his head and ancient costumes, he stood proudly between the vast sky and the earth, with white clouds and vast earth beneath his feet, and the infinite universe and thousands of stars above his head. He really felt like he was alone.
Slowly, as the guqin continues to be played, this strange feeling becomes more and more intimate and obvious.
Suddenly, the copper coins that Xiaoye carried with him started to move, emitting a faint golden light in his clothes.
Xiaoye Dahai: Hey, what is going on? He quickly opened his eyes and concentrated his mind, trying to subdue the copper coins that were about to move.
However, contrary to expectations, Copper Coin seemed to be getting more and more excited and lively with the sound of the guqin. Xiaoye could no longer suppress it and couldn't help but stood up suddenly and shouted: "Stop!"
Xiaoye's energy was so strong that this violent shout was like a thunderbolt from the blue, immediately shaking the notes in the air.
The girl in the white dress on the band stage was startled and could no longer continue. She pressed her hands on the piano and looked at Xiaoye in confusion: "Sir, what can I do for you?"
At this time, the other diners who were fascinated by what they heard were not happy anymore. They glared at Xiaoye fiercely and even yelled impatiently: "What kind of onion are you? What's the name of the devil who listens so well!"
Xiaoye was furious and glanced at the restaurant with his sharp eyes. The terrifying and majestic aura immediately forced the hall to fall into silence.
Xiaoye left her seat, strode towards the music stage, and politely asked the girl in the white skirt: "My name is Xiaoye, may I ask her her name? Also, this ancient piece of music is very strange, I don't know what its name is?"
The girl in the white skirt saw that Xiaoye was not an ordinary person, so she endured her unhappiness and said softly: "My name is Sun Jiajia, and this song is called "Swordsman"!"
Xiaoye raised his determined eyebrows, looking extremely handsome, ""The Swordsman"? Isn't that the one on TV?"
The girl in the white skirt was stunned for a moment, her face turned slightly red, and she said: ""Swordsman" is an ancient song, and the author is unknown. It is said that it was passed down from home back then."
"Are you home?" Xiaoye was stunned and said in shock: "Impossible!"
"I don't know about that either." Sun Jiajia shook her head and said, "But this is just a legend!"
Xiaoye Dawu: No wonder Tongqian is so excited. It turns out that he feels the atmosphere of Daojia. This "Swordsman" is undoubtedly the result of Daojia's hard work.
"Hahaha, I understand, I understand!"
Xiaoye laughed happily, and suddenly bowed apologetically to the astonished Sun Jiajia: "I'm sorry, it was so rude just now! It's just that I have a lot to do with this piece of music, so I have to interrupt.
I really want to learn this song "Swordsman" from Miss Luo, is it possible?"
Looking at Xiaoye's longing eyes, Sun Jiajia didn't know why, but her heart softened, and she couldn't help but nodded in agreement: "Okay!"
Xiaoye smiled and nodded, then left the restaurant, "That's great, you can continue playing, I'll wait for you outside!"
He didn't dare to listen anymore. Once he couldn't control the copper coins, he didn't know what trouble would happen. Maybe even the whole restaurant would cause a big mess.
"Damn, what are you pretending to be?"
In the restaurant, looking at Xiaoye's retreating back, someone cursed in a low voice.
Sun Jiajia was a little strange. She didn't know why Xiaoye said that he had a lot to do with "Swordsman". After calming down, she started playing again, but there was a faint blush on her face.
After the song ended, Sun Jiajia bowed deeply to everyone and walked towards the door of the restaurant.
When she came to the door, Xiaoye was smoking a cigarette out of boredom, and the two of them walked side by side to a nearby coffee shop.
Two cups of coffee smelled faintly on the table. Xiaoye smiled and gestured: "Miss Sun, please!"
Sun Jiajia's jade-like cheeks were slightly flushed, "Thank you!"
Xiaoye saw that Sun Jiajia was a little shy, so she had to find her own words: "Miss Sun has an elegant temperament and is not trapped in the world. I wonder what profession she is engaged in?"
Sun Jiajia gracefully stroked her hair on her forehead and said softly: "I am a student in the music performance department of an art college."
"No wonder I think you have both the temperament of an artist and the innocence of a student. That's it!" Xiaoye said sincerely: "But, since Miss Sun is a student, why is she playing in the restaurant?"
Sun Jiajia took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "Firstly, I want to earn some living expenses through work-study. The cost of going to college is too high now. Secondly, I want to see if I can meet Bole and gain recognition from society.
, to promote Chinese classical music.”
"Oh!" Xiaoye was stunned in surprise: "So that's it. Girls like Miss Sun are really rare nowadays! Has Miss Sun ever thought about going to Beijing or Shanghai to develop? There will be more opportunities there than here.
"
Infinite longing appeared on Sun Jiajia's beautiful face, "Well, I have thought about starting an internship early next year, so I want to go to Beijing and give it a try. I hope I can succeed!"
"So, Miss Sun, can you teach me "Swordsman" now? I really like this ancient music!"
"Well, this is the score of "The Swordsman"." Sun Jiajia calmed down and took out a piece of music score from the small bag beside her.
After a while, she said seriously: "The performance of "Swordsman" is very difficult. The connection between high and low notes is more difficult. The most important thing is a kind of artistic conception. The kind of unrestrained artistic conception of "Swordsman" needs to be reflected.
It’s more difficult.”
Xiaoye was stunned, scratched his hair, and said sheepishly: "I have a question. I don't know the guqin. Can the harmonica be used?"
Sun Jiajia was stunned and pondered for a while before saying: "It's hard to explain. If you have time, I can teach you seriously! Let's give it a try first then!"
Xiaoye sighed: "I'm afraid I don't have time to stay here long, and I may leave at any time! However, with the music score, I can study it slowly by myself. If you can give me a phone call, I can also ask you for advice at any time!
"
"Well, that's okay!" Sun Jiajia nodded and was about to say something else when suddenly, Xiaoye's cell phone rang.
"Please wait!"
Xiaoye nodded and answered the phone: "Hello!"
Li Zeming's voice was on the other end of the phone. Xiaoye looked excited and nodded: "Okay, I understand! I'll go to the city bureau right away. Oh, send a car to pick me up? Okay, then I'll wait, and you can prepare the information quickly.
, this matter cannot be delayed! Okay, goodbye!"
After hanging up the phone, Xiaoye looked at Sun Jiajia apologetically, and said with a wry smile: "Look, it's happened, mine is gone."
"This is my phone number!"
Sun Jiajia hurriedly wrote down her mobile phone number on a note and handed it to Xiaoye.
Xiaoye stood up and said, "I'll call you when I have time. Goodbye!" He turned around and called the waiter and ordered, "Settlement first!"
"Goodbye!" Sun Jiajia nodded slightly.
Xiaoye left. Sun Jiajia looked at Xiaoye's tall back and felt reluctant to leave.
...
Municipal Public Security Bureau, conference room.
There were four armed police soldiers guarding the door tightly. Without Li Zeming's order, not even a fly could fly in.
There were seven people in the room: Xiaoye, Secretary Zhao, Li Zeming, and four middle-aged archaeological experts.
Secretary Zhao stood up, introduced Xiaoye seriously, and said: "It is not convenient to disclose this specific identity to everyone. However, this archaeological excavation is of great interest, so everyone must report it seriously!"
The four archaeological experts looked at each other. Although they were unclear about young Xiaoye's background, seeing that Secretary Zhao and Li Zeming were so polite to him, they did not dare to neglect him.
At that moment, someone stood up and said: "I am the director of the city museum, let me introduce the specific situation of the excavation!"
Xiaoye nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you!"
The curator walked to the wall, picked up a remote control and pressed it. The projector mounted on the ceiling immediately started working, projecting the specific results of the excavation work on the large screen on the back wall.
"After three consecutive days of high-intensity and large-scale excavation work, the cleaning of the ancient tomb has been basically completed. Hundreds of bronzes, lacquer instruments, jade toys, gold ornaments and other items were unearthed. It is a rare rich tomb in recent years."
When he talks about archaeological excavations, the bespectacled and gentle curator becomes energetic and eloquent.
"Wait a minute."
Xiaoye stopped him and said: "I just want to know the name of the owner of this ancient tomb, what era he lived in, what kind of past he had, and whether there is anything special among the unearthed artifacts. Other unimportant things will be brief!"
"yes!"
The curator smiled awkwardly and continued: "After many colleagues searched for information overnight, we found that the owner of the ancient tomb was a famous wizard in western Hunan during the Qin Dynasty.
Da Qin has a tradition of advocating witchcraft. As far as we know, it is generally divided into three types: witchcraft to ward off evil spirits, witchcraft to seek blessings, and witchcraft to predict fortune.
The owners of this tomb seem to be very knowledgeable and well-liked by the world, which can also be seen from the large number of precious utensils buried with them.
We have carefully taken inventory and found that there are two most precious things. The other is Kehuang Shengding. This is a ritual instrument used for sacrifices. It is placed next to the main coffin. It has an inscription written by the owner of the tomb. Its exquisite craftsmanship and unique shape are the first in the country.
, very precious, and also very helpful for our study of ancient shamanism and customs in Chu region.
The other piece is a jade plaque with the emblem of the Qin royal family on it, indicating his noble status and the honor of his powerful magic power. This is also a rare treasure of its generation. It is the first of its kind in China.
Compared with these two pieces, the others are more or less inferior."
Hearing this, Xiaoye was a little disappointed, because there weren't many valuable clues. So what if he dug out a hundred tons of gold? It couldn't help him get rid of this guy.