After eating, Jiang Qi followed Li Tong to his office out of curiosity.
"Sit down first."
After Li Tong greeted Jiang Qi, he came to the desk and sat down. He took out a folder from the drawer and handed it to Jiang Qi opposite, gesturing for him to open it and take a look.
Jiang Qi knew that the main show was coming, so he took it with both hands, opened it and was stunned for a moment.
It's said to be a document, but it's actually more like an invitation.
The invitation from the Mingwu Mausoleum Restoration and Maintenance Team in Kyoto was naturally directed by Li Tong, the boss in front of Jiang Qi.
The reason why Jiang Qi was stunned was not just this, but also the reason mentioned in this document for inviting Li to go.
"Not long ago, there was heavy rain over the Mingwu Mausoleum, and an altar rushed out. It was the same altar where Zhu Cihong suppressed Dorgon."
Li Tong pointed to the document in Jiang Qi's hand and continued: "Actually, the maintenance team has long known that there is an altar, but they follow the principles of archaeology and have not taken the initiative to excavate it. First, because it is located inside the Mingwu Mausoleum. Digging it up will cause some damage."
The so-called archaeological principle refers to the fact that archaeologists today will not take the initiative to excavate tombs and monuments unless necessary. Generally, only rescue excavation and protective excavation are carried out.
"The second reason is that this altar may have value, but it is a bit tasteless. In the final analysis, it is just an alternative execution ground with no cultural relics."
"Now the altar has been washed away by the heavy rain, and it can't be repaired without digging."
Jiang Qi lowered his eyes, nodded, didn't say anything more, just looked through the documents in his hand.
Li Tong didn't mind and continued: "It just so happened that the leader of the maintenance team was my former student. He invited me to come over and have a look and learn about the sacrificial style at that time."
"That guy is also a weirdo. He wanted to use this altar to write a paper, so he beat around the bush and asked me to be his second author."
Li Tong laughed and cursed. But Jiang Qi could tell that Li Tong was very happy to help the students build momentum. Then Li Tong looked at Jiang Qi and smiled slightly.
"Seeing that you are interested in Zhu Cihong and Dorgon, I am going to take you with me."
"Just think of it as a practical class in advance. Even though you won't learn anything, it's still good to open your eyes."
Jiang Qi was stunned when he heard this. Does this count as giving him a pillow for sleepiness?
I was still worried about how to ask for leave before, but now I don't have to worry about it. I can go through it openly and get extra credits.
And the instructor will definitely be able to pass it. After all, Jiang Qi is on a business trip with his vice dean. In addition, there is currently no dean in the History Department of Jiangbei University... The one who takes the lead is Lao Li.
"Thank you teacher for giving me this opportunity."
Jiang Qi stood up and bowed slightly, confirming that he would travel with the big boss to learn more.
"It just happens to be a meeting. There is no need to be so formal. You can go and tell your instructor later."
Li Tong waved his hand. He was happy to train students, and he would not be stingy about giving opportunities to students, especially a top talent like Jiang Qi.
Jiang Qi sat back down, sorted out the documents in his hands and returned them to Li Tong, and asked seemingly casually: "Teacher, when was this altar rushed out?"
"It must have been three days ago. There was a heavy rain in the early morning. By the afternoon, I received the document fax."
Li Tong thought for a while and said.
Jiang Qi lowered his head and did not let Li Tong see the shock in his eyes. This time coincided with the time when he picked up the short knife.
It was in the early morning three days ago that Jiang Qi entered Jiang Qubing's obsession in his dream for the first time.
If there is no connection between them, even Jiang Qi would not believe it to death, and this also proves that this trip to Mingwu Mausoleum will not be easy!
After calming down for a while, Jiang Qi raised his head and said, "Then I will go and talk to the instructor first, and then wait for your news?"
"Wait a moment."
Li Tong dug out a drawer, took out a report, and said, "By the way, give this report to your instructor and ask him to hand it in."
Jiang Qi took it over with some confusion and found that it was a funding application form.
"Academic exchanges are reimbursed by the superiors."
Li Tong smiled and said: "The flight will be at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and we will meet in the office at eight o'clock. Let's go."
"OK."
Jiang Qi nodded, stood up and left Li Tong's office.
"call......"
Jiang Qi let out a long breath, it was done now, but he didn't know what was waiting for him in that Ming Wuling.
Shaking his head and not thinking about it for the time being, Jiang Qi went downstairs to the instructor's office.
Upon hearing that Jiang Qi had been ordered by his dean, the instructor naturally did not dare to let him go. He happily gave Jiang Qi a week's leave and told Jiang Qi to take good care of the dean.
After leaving the instructor's office, Jiang Qi returned to the dormitory. It was only noon and there were no classes in the afternoon. Jiang Qi really had nothing else to do for a while.
After closing the dormitory door and taking out the rusty short knife from the tennis bag, Jiang Qi was suddenly stunned.
The knife has changed, or rather, the rust is falling off.
Layers of pitch-black rust that had been wrapped for hundreds of years were falling from the knife. As Jiang Qi held the handle of the knife, it fell faster.
Faintly, through the rust on the blade, Jiang Qi could see a deep blue glow, like a sapphire deposited in the deep sea.
The light is not very bright, but it gives people an extremely sharp meaning. It was as if even the line of sight was cut off.
Jiang Qi frowned, feeling that the short knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his wrist began to feel sore.
This thing is not scientific at all. Even if this dagger is made of gold, it shouldn't have such weight.
About ten minutes later, just when Jiang Qi was about to lose my grip, the change of the dagger stopped, the faintly steaming blue light in the rust disappeared, and the weight became normal.
Jiang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the short knife in his hand.
The knife is two feet long including the handle, two fingers wide, and the blade is slightly curved, but it has a thrilling lift at the tip.
It is very unsuitable for thrusting, but it greatly enhances the chopping and cutting function. This is also consistent with the positioning of this short knife secondary weapon. ,
At this moment, the originally rusty and dark dagger had changed drastically as the rust peeled off.
Only a thin layer of rust was left, and through this layer of rust, the snow-like blade could be seen.
The only exception is the blade.
The blade was still covered in thick rust and showed no sign of falling off.
For a while, Jiang Qi couldn't figure out why the dagger changed suddenly, but it didn't itch when there were too many lice. Anyway, this knife could no longer be explained by science. It didn't matter if it was more mysterious now.
Jiang Qi shook out the tennis bag and put away the dagger. No matter what, we will see the result tomorrow.
