The innermost space is a little narrower. There are no special items around the two sides. There are only some ancient weapons. These weapons are very ordinary. They are the most common swords, guns and clubs. There are no precious swords or swords.
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When we were almost at the end, I vaguely saw another painting on the stone wall. It was a very big painting. Jenny and I looked at each other, and we both hurried over and said, "Slow down, you two."
,What's the rush?" Mai Lao shouted from behind.
The two of us ignored him and ran forward. When we got there, we saw that there was actually a painting hanging on the stone wall. It was a painting over two meters high, and it was still a painting of a man.
portrait.
"Oh my god, another portrait?" Jenny looked at me in surprise.
"Yes, it seems that every underground palace must have such a portrait. Presumably the person in this painting is the owner of the tomb in this mountain." I looked up at the portrait in front of me and said.
At this time, Mai Lao and others also rushed over. Everyone praised the painting presented in front of them. The man in the painting was still lifelike and lifelike, just like a real person.
The man in this painting looks very majestic. If this painting is also painted according to the size of a real person, then the man in this painting is really too tall. He must be at least about two meters.
This man's face is slightly longer, but has sharp edges, a tall nose, thick eyebrows, and a pair of bright eyes. But the most important thing is that his eyes are amber, which is really rare.
At least it's not in the first two portraits.
He wore an official hat from the Ming Dynasty on his head and a blue python robe. The golden dragon python was entangled on the entire python robe. He looked forward with his head high and his chest held high, holding a sword in his left hand.
His right hand is naturally clasped behind his back, and one can tell at a glance that this person must be of high authority, and must have been a very influential figure back then.
At the bottom of the right side of the painting, there is still a line of words, but I definitely don’t know what it says specifically. I only know that it is the Persian that Jenny said before, because this font is the same as the one on the big tombstone.
The font is the same.
Chang Shan looked at the man in the painting and said calmly, "This man is actually...a man with lustful eyes."
"Sex-eyed person? What do you mean?" I didn't understand, so I turned to look at him.
"It was a name used by the Mongol Empire for foreigners at that time. The Mongols were ambitious and invaded everywhere. When they ruled the Central Plains, they used people from some small surrounding countries to manage the Han people. At that time, the status of the Han people was also the humblest.
"
"Because the color of the eyes is different from that of the Han and Mongolians, they are called Semu people. The eyes of the man in the painting are closer to yellow. It seems that they were painted intentionally, so it is obvious that he is a Semu person."
Chang Shan pointed at the portrait on the stone wall and said.
"So...who could this person be?" I said to myself.
"If I'm correct, the man in this painting should be Zheng He." Jiao Ba said calmly.
But as soon as he finished saying this, everyone was stunned. Jenny was the first to say, "Jiao Ba, don't talk nonsense. How do you know that the man in this painting must be Zheng He." At this point,
Her ancestors were a little unhappy.
"It's very simple. All signs indicate that the man in this painting is Zheng He. Let's not talk about this painting first, let's just talk about the architecture of this underground palace. Starting from the first floor, what is painted on the stone wall is Zheng He.
The footprints left by the voyage.”
"As for the second underground palace, there are stone statues of military commanders from the Ming Dynasty. Everyone has experienced it, and it almost killed us. Those military commanders are the guardians of this last underground palace. Their purpose is to prevent anyone from entering Zheng He
's mausoleum."
"Now this underground palace is even more obvious. Two stone ships, plus this painting, aren't they the best proof? The stone ships are obviously built according to the ships that went out to sea in the early Ming Dynasty, and this painting
The man inside, let alone wearing a python robe and holding a sword, this painting should be based on the proportions of a real person."
"The two most important points are that he is over two meters tall, and he is a Semu man. These two points are completely consistent with Zheng He. The Zheng He in history was over two meters tall, and he was a Semu man."
"Furthermore, the navigation charts we have used from the time we set sail to the present are those handed down by Zheng He, and the small island we are now on was also discovered by Zheng He in his early days."
"None of us know where Zheng He died. So based on the above analysis, I can say with certainty that this is Zheng He's mausoleum, which is also the destination of our second stop. It can be regarded as the true discovery of Zheng He's tomb.
That's it." Jiao Ba said nonchalantly, but his tone did not allow anyone to object. Of course, what he said was also very reasonable.
After Jiao Ba's words were finished, no one had any overreaction, and no one said that Jiao Ba's words were outrageous. It seemed that other people somewhat agreed with Jiao Ba's statement. Maybe they had also suspected it, but because there was no evidence,
, there was no way to refute Jiao Ba for the moment.
I took a deep breath and said, "I think Jiao Ba is right. This should be Zheng He's mausoleum. Jenny, remember what the old man said before. Although he didn't say who the adult was, you and I both
If you can understand, you are talking about Zheng He."
"And it's not just you and me who think so, brother Chang Shan and Mai Lao also think so? And wasn't this island discovered by Zheng He? If he was buried here after his death, there would be nothing unjustifiable.
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"Yes, yes, I don't know who his elder is, but the old guy did say that." The big man agreed with me.
"Listening to what you said, it seems like this. The old man did indeed say this. Combined with what Jiao Ba said just now, it really leaves me speechless." Jenny curled her lips to express her recognition of Jiao Ba.
The statement of eight.
"I thought about it carefully just now, and it is indeed true. Ever since Zhongyi said it, I also felt that the gentleman was Zheng He, but I never felt able to express it. Now that everything is in front of me, facts speak louder than words.
What Jiao Ba and Zhongyi said is right, this must be Zheng He's tomb." Mr. Mai finally spoke. With so much evidence presented, there was no way for people to believe it.
Chang Shan suddenly said at this moment, "Actually, there is another point that can be proved. Look, it is clearly written in the lower right corner of this painting."
"What does this say? It doesn't seem to be Chinese characters?" Li Xin looked at him and asked.
"It's ancient Persian, Chang Shan, do you know Persian?" Jenny was a little surprised.
Chang Shan shook his head and said, "I only understand a little bit. I don't understand the rest. But I do know what is written at the end. The translation should be the two characters horse and."
The big man grinned and said, "What? Ma He? Isn't it Zheng He?"
"Ma He is Zheng He, they are the same." I said casually.
"So, is it really possible that Zheng He is a descendant of Persians?" Jiao Ba glanced at me.
"Maybe that's the case. This is a problem left over from history. We just have to open the coffin now. As long as the corpse inside matches the person in the painting, then there will definitely be no problem." I glanced at everyone and said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go over and open the coffin now." The big man said, ready to move.
I glanced at Mr. Mai. After all, he was a 'leader'. "Let's go, it's time to open the coffin." Mr. Mai said with a flick of his shoulder.
A group of us returned to the copper coffin, and Mr. Mai said, "Jenny, Li Xin, Shunzi, Chang Shan, you guys stay away and go down below. The others stay with me to open the coffin."
Shunzi said a little unhappily, "I don't agree. I want to stay, Mr. Mai. How can such a thing be done without me?"
"Shunzi, listen to Mr. Mai, you and Brother Changshan take good care of Jenny and the others, and stop talking nonsense." I said with eyes wide open, he shouldn't contradict me.
Shunzi also stared at me. Although he didn't speak, I could tell that he was very dissatisfied with me.
Chang Shan pulled him and said, "Shunzi, listen to loyalty, this is for your own good." In the end, Chang Shan pulled him away.
Jenny finally told us, "Everyone, be careful."
After they all got down, Mr. Mai motioned for us to open the coffin. There were no nails in the copper coffin. It looked like the lid was put on directly. The four of us held the lid in place, and the copper coffin felt cold to the touch.
It's almost like ice cubes. My palms are almost numb when I pull them out.
Mr. Mai saw that we were all ready, and then he growled, "Open the coffin."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four of us started to exert our strength at the same time. Everyone was holding back all their strength. The big copper coffin lid was really too heavy, several times heavier than the previous sunken coffin.
The four of us gentlemen, with almost no effort, managed to lift the big copper coffin lid down several times in a row. This time we did not directly overthrow the coffin lid.
Instead of lying on the ground, he first lifted it up and then slowly placed it on the ground. This is also a kind of respect for the deceased.
But after we opened the coffin lid, we discovered that the first thing in front of us was not a corpse, but a big red cloth. This big red cloth directly covered the entire corpse from head to toe, leaving nothing exposed.
, the red cloth was spread out on top of the coffin, and only a human figure could be seen in the red cloth.
"What...what does this mean?" I turned to look at Jiao Ba and asked.
Jiao Ba shook his head gently and said, "I'm not sure. The body was covered with red cloth. This is the first time I've seen it. Mr. Mai, have you seen it?"
"I've never even seen you, and I'm even less likely to have seen you. From the looks of it, there must be some purpose, right?" Mai Lao said casually.
"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Jenny asked from below.
"Don't move yet, stay down there." Just as Jenny and the others were about to start, they were stopped by Mr. Mai.
This red cloth is really weird. Even if it is covering the body, it will not cover the head. No one of the four of us dared to act rashly. We looked at each other and couldn't make up our minds. After all, this was not a joke.
For play.
But in the end, the big man couldn't help it anymore, "Damn it, isn't it just a piece of red cloth? As for that? Why do you all look like this? I don't believe it can do anything." As soon as the big man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to lift it.
K.
"Don't touch the cloth." Jiao Ba was about to stop him, but it was a step too late. The big man lifted off the red cloth. It didn't matter when he lifted it up, a black smoke suddenly came out from inside.