"Haha, it was true a long time ago, but not anymore. I retired early."
"Oh, that's right. I don't think this is a knife from the Central Plains area. The label on the side is wrong. This is not a knife from the Muya and Dangxiang people."
A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. He looked at me and asked, "Young man, you have very good eyesight and you know that the party members have indeed marked this saber wrongly."
The old man said: "Back then, a group of Dangxiang people who escaped from the Great Northwest did live in Kangding. The existing Muya people can dance a kind of dance and worship the color white. Do you know the reason?"
Without thinking, I said four words: "Dabai Gaoguo."
"Oh, what else do you know?" The old man looked at me, and his eyes seemed to change from surprise to admiration.
I said directly: "Most of this group of people are descendants of the Xixia royal family. They established an isolated Xiwu Kingdom deep in the Miyao Mountains and subdued the Bo tribes in the mountains for their own use. They were afraid that the Mongols would come after them.
, the Xixia people built huge watchtowers in the mountains. Maybe this regime lasted until the middle of the Yuan Dynasty before it died out."
"Wow, are you a history major in college? That's awesome, you know all this."
I looked back and saw that Bai Fumei had also gone up to the second floor.
When the male tour guide saw the old man, he immediately said respectfully: "Old curator! Why didn't you inform us when you came?"
"Haha," the old man said with a smile: "Don't bother. I have nothing to do at home today and went out for a walk. I didn't expect to meet a master today. Young man, part of what you said is right. As for
Others still need to be investigated.”
The expert the old curator was referring to was of course me. I thought to myself, what else are you investigating? If you don’t believe me, I’ll take you for a tour of Miyao Mountain and you’ll understand.
"Hey." Bai Fumei called me: "Which university did you graduate from?"
"Me? I graduated from a black university."
"Heida? Where is that?"
I said: "Heilongjiang Mohe Polaris University, referred to as Heilongjiang University, is ranked in the top 30 in the world. Don't you know?"
Bai Fumei thought seriously for a long time, then shook her head blankly and said she didn't know.
I chuckled, turned around and asked the old curator where this saber came from.
The old curator told me: "This is a saber used by the Dai'er tribe, a branch of the Khitan people. The words on the handle mean, given by the prince."
"The Dai'er clan? Granted by the prince? Which prince?"
The old man shook his head and said that it was not clear yet.
I frowned, thinking of the red coffin full of corpse poison.
Li Xian...the Dai'er tribe...the Bo tribe...the Prince of Qingping County, I feel as if I have inadvertently grasped the key clues to unlock the historical mystery.
The old man said: "Young man, I see that you are very knowledgeable about the local history of Ganzi. If you have time, you can come to my home and we can have a good discussion." He gave me a business card with the address.
When I walked out of the museum, I was still thinking hard in my mind. Suddenly, the rich girl behind me came out and asked me to invite me to dinner. I definitely agreed.
They were driving a black Maybach, which was a rare car in Sichuan at that time. It can be seen that this beauty's family is not just ordinary rich, but a really rich person.
I found a high-end restaurant at noon. While eating, I learned that this woman's surname was Xie, and her name was Xie Lian'er. The great ancestor of her family was Xie Youren, the founder of Chao Shang Dongxing Hang.
When I heard her introduce herself, I almost lost my chopsticks.
It turns out that this girl is a descendant of a wealthy family, and she is a real rich man! No wonder she has millions of dollars in pocket money and drives a Maybach. I never thought that one day, I, Xiang Yunfeng, would be able to realize this kind of thing.
