There is only such a small amount of content on this stone door. Although I said that it is densely packed with small characters, but the ancients, everyone just understands it, so I won’t say it. Writing an article is much more serious than just a few words. I can’t wait to say one sentence.
Let’s put together a hundred sentences.
But no matter how awesome the geomorphology and feng shui of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum I mentioned before, how good the time, place, people and people are, you can't praise a woman with good temperament, good figure, good skin, good temper, good temperament, and even the kitchen.
But a woman will ask you: I am so nice, why didn’t you let me find a mistress?
It's the same. No matter how awesome the feng shui of your Yin Mansion is, why was it so short-lived even if the Great Qin Dynasty lasted for thousands of years? Is it true that as the second brother said, Qin Shihuang just made a huge gamble for that secret?
The fate of Da Qin?
I didn't understand this question just now, and I'm too lazy to spend time on it now. After I translated the content for them, Lao Zhu asked me: With so many words, you can only translate so much?
I said wait a minute, and I just looked at one door, and there was another door I hadn't looked at yet. After I said that, I started to think about the words on the other door. As soon as I read a line, my egg broke instantly.
The above content is no longer an introduction to the life of the First Emperor, but is very nonsense and makes me very confused.
A passage to the tomb robbers. I’m not lying to you. When I translated it, that’s what it meant. But it was so funny that when I translated it to the three of them, including my second brother, they all looked at me weirdly.
I said, what do you mean by looking at me like this? It is really written like this, listen to me and read it - in the future generations, I will be the guardian of the imperial mausoleum.
Lao Zhu interrupted me and cursed: You uncle can't speak simpler? Are you bullying me, Lao Zhu, for being uneducated? What's the difference to me, Lao Zhu, whether you translated or not?
I almost laughed out loud. It is really terrible that I am uneducated. Fortunately, Lao Zhu has the shame to say it. If I don’t know how to pretend to understand, how depressing will it be? I said: Okay, Lao Zhu, I will do it right now.
Let me give you a popular version. It means something like this. This letter is written to the person from Faqiu who came in later. This Faqiu may have been a name for us at that time, similar to Touching Gold School.
Lieutenant or something.
I am the tombkeeper who guards the Qin Emperor's mausoleum. When the emperor built the mausoleum, he gathered all the skilled craftsmen in the world and even spent a lot of effort to move mountains and fill the sea. But I know that no matter how many ways you devise and prepare for defense, you can't resist it.
The wisdom of our working people.
The Emperor, the Ming Ming, also knows this. He is an eternal wise king. He knows that everyone can come here and see this door, which means that you are definitely not ordinary people. Now that you are here, you will never let everyone go in vain.
After opening this door, there are no mechanisms inside, only countless gold and silver treasures. Dear friends, you are welcome to take out as much as you can. This will ensure prosperity and wealth for several generations. Even after the money is spent, you can come back to get it again, dear.
When we come to fight, we are just asking for money, since we have already got the money.
Then go back? Because the imperial mausoleum is very involved, and the agencies in front are full of murderous intent. I don't mean to look down on you, but why should we cause unnecessary casualties, right?
That’s all, I wish you all a happy fight.
Lao Zhu laughed loudly and said: This naughty kid is really interesting. I have fought so many times, Lao Zhu, and this is the first time I have seen someone speak so politely.
After that, he took a thick dagger and carved a line of words on the stone door, which was crooked. When I saw it, I almost slapped him on the head. Why is this child so childish?
He carved a sentence: Zhu Kaihua is here for a visit.
I don’t have time to pay attention to Lao Zhu, why? Because although this thing appears to be very funny, it is unreasonable and does not match the domineering spirit of the first emperor in the ages. How can anyone speak so politely to someone who digs his own grave?
I looked at my second brother, which has basically become my habitual action.
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He shook his head at me and said: I have never been to this place, but what I said above should be true. We have to go in anyway, there is no use worrying about it.
After saying that, it was rare for the second brother to take the lead. Normally, it would be either me or Lao Zhu who takes the lead, because we are both impatient. Although the eldest brother is also reckless, after following the second brother for such a period of time, this guy has become sullen.
He got up and said he was too lazy to join me and Lao Zhu.
The second brother opened the door, stood at the door, and scanned his flashlight inside. I heard him murmur: Oh my god.
Lao Zhu also poked his head in, and his reaction was even more exaggerated. He pulled the backpack and poured out all the contents. He said to me: "Xiaosanliang helped me pack it. It's a pity to lose it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed in.
Only then did I see that there was nothing in this stone room, but a lot of gold. Under the light, it reflected dizzying light. Someone told me before that all the poor had left was money. I thought he was
Bragging, now I understand that the room is too monotonous, monotonous only with the true meaning of gold.
How much would it cost to sell this thing?
What's even more exaggerated is that the stone chamber is facing the ground, leading to several golden mountains in front, and there is a road paved with gold. On both sides of the road, there are two naked female figurines, kneeling on the ground, facing each other.
The door of the stone chamber makes a welcoming gesture.
What class of hotel is this? It made me feel that time and space were confused for a moment. What on earth is this kid Qin Shihuang doing?
Lao Zhu packed a backpack of small gold bricks as quickly as he could hide his ears, and even pinned them on his belt. I asked him: Lao Zhu, what do you mean by this? Are you ready to go back now?
He was stunned, slapped himself in the face and said: I'm stupid! I'm out of character, I'm out of character, this thing is so dead, I'll get it when I get back. With this money, I, Lao Zhu, won't even look down on the little stars in the future.
Eyes, you have to learn from that great director who only sleeps with international superstars!
I said yes, there are a lot of Africans in Hollywood, not to mention the black girls, there are so many interesting ones.
The two of us were spanking, and the second brother called me over there: "Third brother, come and see what it means."
I quickly went over with a flashlight and found that behind this stone chamber, there was another link to the stone door. There were still countless ancient characters on it. I took out my pen and paper and started working, but after translating the first sentence, I felt weird.
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The content is still: A letter to a tomb robber? (To be continued)