Chapter 223 Sheng Ji!
After thinking hard for a while, Chen Ziyan shook his head helplessly: "I don't know much about the situation during this period, and I don't have any information at hand to look up. I really can't think of anyone who meets the conditions. ”
He had just carefully searched the information in his inheritance and found that even in Xiling’s thousands of years of inheritance, there were very few records about the Western Zhou Dynasty.
"I thought of a person, and there are some similarities." At this moment, Shirley Yang suddenly said this.
Her words instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Who?" Chen Ziyan asked quickly.
Even if there is a slight possibility at this time, it may become the key to breaking the situation and must not be ignored.
Shirley Yang slowly spit out a name: "Sheng Ji!"
"Sheng Ji?" Chen Ziyan repeated the name and subconsciously looked at Hu Bayi.
He had no information about this person in his memory, so he wanted to see if Hu Bayi knew about it.
But before he even asked, he already got the answer from Hu Bayi's equally confused eyes. It was obvious that our little Comrade Hu didn't know this information either.
As for Ding Sixian, it goes without saying that this is not his specialty at all.
Seeing the confused expressions of several people, Shirley Yang knew that they had never heard of this person, so she said: "Don't you see that King Mu cried for three days and injured Sheng Ji in front of the heavy jade platform. This is what I am talking about. Sheng Ji.”
In fact, it is quite a coincidence that Shirley Yang can think of the answer.
Because of her grandfather, although her family has settled in the United States, they have not relaxed their study of traditional culture. Over the years, she has already developed a habit of learning some knowledge every day, sometimes Poems, sometimes articles.
She happened to have read this poem "Mrs. Li" by Bai Juyi not long ago. When she saw this poem, she was curious about where the allusion came from, so she went to look it up. Unexpectedly, she could use it now.
"King Mu? Is it King Mu of Zhou?" Chen Ziyan had no impression of Sheng Ji, but King Mu impressed him deeply.
You must know that in the world view of Pirates, this person has left a strong mark.
"Well, it's King Zhou Mu." Shirley Yang didn't know this, so she just nodded and told what she knew about Sheng Ji's life.
In fact, there is nothing to tell about Sheng Ji’s life, because the records about her all start from the time when she met King Mu of Zhou, and she died of illness five years later. Where did the five years go? How many stories can there be.
But it is undeniable that only a few Sheng Ji's stories can correspond to the content of this relief.
For example, King Mu built a heavy jade platform for him and died of illness during the tour.
Chen Ziyan glanced at the relief again and said thoughtfully: "If the man above is King Mu of Zhou, then everything will make sense."
As the most powerful person at that time The respected emperor, Sheng Ji and his first meeting are indeed qualified to be recorded in this relief.
And this just confirmed their previous speculation. This ordinary first scene appeared because of the special identity of the characters in it.
At the same time, Chen Ziyan couldn't help but raise a new doubt, that is, why did King Zhou Mu do this?
Unlike others, he knew some of King Zhou Mu’s secrets and immediately connected this matter with the so-called longevity plan.
If it were other Western Zhou emperors, then maybe the purpose of doing this was not that complicated, but King Mu of Zhou would definitely not do it, because this was a person who had a deep understanding of the secrets of the world.
It can be said that everything planned by this person will never be as simple as it seems on the surface.
It can be seen from the repairs of the Western Zhou Dynasty Ghost Tomb and the temple that these are definitely buildings that have taken a lot of effort.
It can be seen that everything in this place is not done randomly, but is the result of careful arrangement.
But after guessing this step, we can only stop unless we get some more detailed information. Hu Bayi didn't know that Chen Ziyan had already thought of so many things in this short period of time. At this time, he was only focusing on what was in front of him.
After listening to Shirley Yang's story, he was able to determine that this should be Sheng Ji's true destination.
After carefully looking inside the stone coffin, he said: "Except for this incorruptible female corpse, there is not even a single burial object in this stone coffin, which is a bit unusual."< br>
"Maybe... it's because she's not dead..." After a slight hesitation, Chen Ziyan said this.
"Not dead? How is this possible?" Hu Ba wanted to refute as soon as he realized it.
The era when King Mu of Zhou ruled was nearly three thousand years ago. How could anyone live for such a long time?
"Perhaps our initial guess was wrong. This Western Zhou Ghost Tomb is not a tomb." Chen Ziyan said this without explaining.
He also had this question that came to his mind just now, that is, did the person who was suspected to be similar to King Wannu really die like this?
The murals in the temple do not mention this at all.
And looking back at this stone coffin, apart from being in the Hades Palace, it can actually be viewed as a sealed stone box instead of a stone coffin.
This can also explain why there is a coffin without a coffin, because this is not a coffin at all.
Hu Bayi fell into silence after hearing this, and began to think about this possibility. He knew that Chen Ziyan was not the kind of person who takes aim without aim. Since he said this, he must have sensed something.
Ding Sitian asked: "Do you think this has something to do with that bronze door?"
She knew more about the inside story, so she thought more deeply.
Hearing Ding Sitian's question, Chen Ziyan's eyes flickered slightly. He planned to test it out to see how much Ding Sitian and the organization behind her knew about the secrets of the world.
"Miss Ding, have you heard of King Wannu?" Chen Ziyan asked.
Ding Sitian frowned and said nothing. She really didn't know what Wannu King was, let alone why Chen Ziyan mentioned it suddenly.
But what she knew was that this name, which she heard for the first time, must have some secret connection with things here.
So Ding Sitian secretly kept this name in her heart and planned to check it out when she got back.
Seeing Ding Sitian being questioned, Hu Bayi next to him had to temporarily put aside his doubts and tell what he knew: "King Wannu is the legendary king of the Eastern Xia royal family, but whether it exists so far has not been known. There is no clear evidence. There are very few records about Dongxia in history books. We only know that it was a Jurchen regime. It is said that it was separated from the Jurchen regime in order to revive the Jurchen tribe when the Jin Dynasty declined. It seems to have only existed for a short period of time. Time."
"I don't know much about Dongxia, but King Wannu is not as simple as you know." After Chen Ziyan left such meaningful words, he did not continue.
The answer he wanted has been obtained. If he wants to know more, he has to see what price the organization behind Ding Sitian will pay.
Maybe Chen Ziyan’s IQ is not that high. Maybe without the ‘prophet’, he is not as quick-thinking as Shirley Yang.
But his greatest advantage is that he is sober enough that he will not think that if a cooperative relationship is not very strong, the two parties will immediately become close strategic partners.
So after realizing that Ding Sitian didn't know much about King Wannu, he immediately changed his strategy and deliberately released such a tempting 'bait', hoping to seize some initiative. .
After all, Yunding Tiangong will naturally have to go there, so there is no problem for him to prepare early.
What's more, Ding Sitian's answer obviously told him that the bronze door discovered by her and the organization behind her was not the one in Changbai Mountain.
Chen Ziyan is very interested in this point.
(End of this chapter)