Chapter 48 Borrowing from the past to find the present, ancient treasures under ancient stones
Outside the magnificent Xianyang City, a bloody storm unfolded in the distant Qianzhong County.
In the dynasty, Mrs. Huayang and Lord Quanyang are still planning to use the power of the Mi family to recruit more military and political personnel in an attempt to crush Lu Buwei.
And Ying Zheng in the other study did not expect that Lu Buwei would dare to pull the tiger's skin and lift the chessboard just by relying on his own order, which had no real meaning at all.
When Ying Zheng found out the next day that numerous important military officials in Qianzhong County had been arrested, imprisoned, and even killed, he was immediately shocked by Lu Buwei’s iron-blooded methods. one time!
But it was only for a moment. After a while, Ying Zheng was speechless.
"This Lu Buwei really dares to put such a big blame on me?"
Although he said this, there was a message from the guard. Judging from the news, Mrs. Huayang is obviously not an idiot who is easily fooled. This can be seen from the way Quan Yangjun went to the Prime Minister's Mansion this morning.
Hearing that Lord Quanyang’s roar could be heard by half of the dignitaries in Changning Lane, Ying Zheng could almost imagine the anger of his cheap uncle.
“However, Lu Buwei’s move is also a good thing. After this move, the two forces have become increasingly incompatible.”
This was a clear declaration of war. Lu Buwei launched an assassination and overturned the table, and Mrs. Huayang was destined to have a more fierce counterattack.
But now the mute Mrs. Huayang can only swallow it first.
Because his enthronement ceremony is imminent and envoys from the six countries are about to arrive, Mrs. Huayang will definitely not be able to launch a full-scale counterattack at this time.
“Still not strong enough”
Putting down the information in his hand, Ying Zheng thought silently, if he had enough power and power, why would he need to be caught between the forces of both sides like he is now? Down below, I was walking on thin ice.
"I wonder what Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang will do at the enthronement ceremony."
Gently rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Ying Zheng looked at the small pagoda in his body with some expectancy.
“You still have to speed up your strength.”
“This second wonder relic still needs to be manifested as soon as possible.”
Thousands of years ago, Ying Zheng The enthronement ceremony was approaching, and envoys from the six countries came one after another. Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang fought openly and secretly, which was written down on the bamboo slips by the upright historian.
With the help of knives and axes, one hieroglyph after another was carved on the exquisite bamboo slips.
They were connected into pieces and placed in a clean palace.
In later generations, these bamboo slips were picked up and put down countless times, and finally were buried in the earth together with the palace in an unprecedented disaster.
Time has corroded the text on the bamboo slips. After countless vicissitudes of life, it saw the light again. On the countless rotten bamboo slips, this small piece of text was identified and recorded in the database. .
And today, I don’t know how many years later, this paragraph of text was finally read through again and found out
"Found it!"
"In history, there was indeed such a period of time!"
"Before the First Emperor Ying Zheng came to the throne, Zhao and Chu jointly attacked, and Qin sent troops to stop it. ! ”
“But according to the records in the history books, the battle did not seem to be fought, and the two countries of Zhao and Chu finally retreated.”
“And after retreating, Qianzhong County, It seems that many generals and officers were laid off by Lu Buwei, and Lu Buwei's power has been greatly strengthened as a result."
"But there are not many records about this period of history. Because the Zhao and Chu Kingdoms did not fight with the Qin Kingdom, they were not heavily described. There are only a few strokes in a few historical books."
" Moreover, there is no record of Ying Zheng’s enthronement ceremony which was delayed for two months.”
A burst of exclamation of admiration came out from the dense jungle, and the excitement in the words was enough to show what was in the heart of its owner. Surging feelings.
Wearing gloves, old man Lu Changling stared at his notebook and the archives in the Central China Museum, his old eyes full of excitement!
“So, these treasures are very likely to be real!”
"It is unimaginable that such a well-preserved jade box and so many inscriptions are recorded!"
The investigation of the ancient Xianyang ruins did not take too long.
Almost early the next morning, old man Li Yunshan, Ye Qingyao and others set out. Even halfway, they met old man Lu Changling and others who were rushing over.
After receiving the call, several of them came almost all night despite the rain. After a night of trekking, they finally arrived at the meeting place.
In their team, they carried a notebook containing many ancient books and information from the China General Museum.
Everyone searched and browsed, and finally found relevant historical documents and confirmed that there really was such a story in history!
But just a record does not mean anything. It just means that there was such a period of time in history. They must find more relics!
Looking at the small jade box in his hands, old man Lu Changling and his party were also excited, and they were extremely confident in the exploration of the ruins!
In the next period of time, the two teams did not separate, but worked together to explore Feng Shui according to the ancient Xianyang map, compared with the traces left by the residual pockmarks, and looked for different locations. However, last night's discovery seemed to have exhausted all luck.
In the next two days, they searched a dozen locations and traveled across mountains and rivers to countless locations, but all ended in failure.
Except for the very first point, there is no discovery at all.
Except for the barren mountains and ridges that are overgrown with weeds, there is no sign of the existence of ruins at all.
They also used various methods to dig out a section of soil underground to identify it, but the result was still to no avail.
“If this continues, when will we be able to find it? Are there really traces of the First Emperor refining elixirs in this place?”
One of the team members wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke breathlessly.
"Did everything in this record really exist? Not to mention those cultivators who exaggerate. It is questionable that the first emperor Ying Zheng made alchemy when he was still the eldest son. There is no basis in history. There is no record of this matter."
Faced with his inquiry, everyone else was a little silent. Old man Li Yunshan and old man Lu Changling were also a little confused at this time.
I have searched all these spots, and logically speaking I shouldn’t.
Since there is a waste pill buried, there must be other relics there. The inscription is clear and there should be no mistakes.
Could it be that some tomb robber got there first?
The hot sunshine is shining down, and the water vapor left by the heavy rain in the forest still lingers in every corner.
Under a cliff on the walking trail, many members of the archaeological team were resting at the foot of a mountain, compressing cookies and maps, preparing to study while eating.
Several male team members carried pots and went to find water sources in the distance, while Ye Qingyao and his best friend and senior student Dr. Chu Yi were not far away together, preparing to From the shelter under the cliff, find some dry firewood and make some hot water to drink.
Just when the two of them picked up a large bundle of firewood and were about to walk back, the senior sister suddenly tripped over a branch.
"Be careful!"
Ye Qingyao hurriedly stepped forward, supported the senior sister with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the cliff.
"It's okay, thank you." Chu Yi quickly stood up, but she found that Ye Qingyao in front of her was frozen in place.
"Qingyao?" Chu Yi asked doubtfully, with doubts in her beautiful big eyes.
But Ye Qingyao did not answer. She just looked at the nearly vertical cliff in front of her and froze here.
Because just now, when her hand fell on the cliff, the rock made a hollow sound that should not have been heard.
Clicking his fingers, Ye Qingyao tapped the rock on the cliff in confusion.
‘Dong’
‘Dong’
A hollow dull sound, just like there was some depression behind, a hollow sound came from inside the cliff rock.
"Huh?"
Ye Qingyao and Chu Yi looked at each other. This time, even the latter could tell that something was wrong.
Chu Yi subconsciously picked up a piece of firewood and tapped it lightly.
But then there was a crunching sound, and the rock suddenly shattered and fell, revealing a dark hole inside.
Ye Qingyao's breathing suddenly became a little faster, and the two of them carefully knocked a few more times
‘Crash’
Large pieces of stone fell down, and the loud crashing sound even attracted the attention of old man Li Yunshan and others who were resting in the distance.
"What's wrong? Qingyao? Chu Yi? What happened over there?"
Facing the concerned inquiries from afar, Ye Qingyao and Chu Yi were just stunned. Looking at what was under the cliff in front of him, he exclaimed and covered his mouth.
“What is this!”
"A piece of bronze?!"
(End of this chapter)