Wang Ke adjusted his military cap, and only then did he recover from the embarrassment.
He stood there and said to Professor Wen: "Teacher Wen, first of all, this used to be the bifurcation of Yishui and Xushui. Secondly, the terrain difference here is particularly large. The altitude difference between the western mountainous area and Nanshao Village is nearly 100 meters. If not The obstruction of these mountains is basically a big step.”
"You mean, back then, the river was like a waterfall when it came here, with high waves and fast currents. In addition, the river was too narrow, too steep, and the bends were too small, which caused many boats to capsize?" Professor Wen heard this, thoughtfully, At this time, we have already walked up the hillside behind. Looking around, there is water on all sides. Looking to the west of the village, it turned out that it was between two mountains. The flood was flowing from there. It made a bend in Nanshao Village and then flowed to the vast south. There, it turned a bay and turned first east and then north. . The mountain col below is like a lake or a harbor.
"I understand, it's the natural world that makes things move, and creation makes people do it!" Professor Wen pondered again.
The four of them came to the top of the slope. Gu Maolin reached out and pointed towards the east, "Professor, it's over there, about a thousand meters away from us! There is a tree there."
"It's eight hundred and eighty meters." Wang Ke replied casually. In terms of visual distance, he is now about 20 meters up and down.
Wang Ke continued: "Teacher Wen, six hundred meters from that tree to the north, across a road leading to the west mountain, perpendicular to the road and four to five hundred meters further down, is the Juma River now."
Professor Wen and his students each took out a diary and unscrewed the pen. Professor Wen briefly drew in the book and then handed it to Wang Ke to read, "Is that so? Before it flows down to the west of the village, it was the Yishui River, and it became the Juma River here."
Wang Ke tilted his head and took a look. "Yes, the painting is almost the same."
It turns out that the thousand-year-old river has migrated laterally and traveled so far! The ancient river channel is a thousand meters away from the current Juma River channel. If you clean up the current river course, you won't find anything.
Professor Wen raised his hand and drew a circle. "I understand, if we look at archaeology, this is the most concentrated shipwreck tomb. It is difficult for us to gain more from the existing river channel. Coming to Nanshao Village is the most correct choice at the moment."
Wang Ke felt a little regretful and thought a little too simply at that time. Now that the flood has not receded, Professor Wen's arrival is simply adding to the chaos. I have no way to help him. At present, fighting the epidemic after the disaster, self-rescue through production, and rebuilding our homes are the three most important tasks.
"Xiao Wang, when the flood recedes, you clean up yours. We are going to settle here. If greater archaeological value can be found here, maybe we will allocate manpower to work here for at least half a year." Professor Wen said to the two of them. .
"Uncle Wen, the task of cleaning up the river has little to do with me. I'll come over too. I also want to learn archeology from you." Ye Pianchan ran up to her at some point, and she immediately answered, knowingly or unknowingly. Winked at Wang Ke.
Professor Wen looked at Ye Qianqiang, who was running a little out of breath, and then at Wang Ke, who also understood. He smiled and said: "Welcome, welcome, paleontology and modern biology are of the same origin, but you have to tell your father Okay. There is a lot worth studying in Nanshao Village, am I right, Squad Leader Xiao Wang?"
Wang Ke was overwhelmed by the two singing in harmony, so he started to interrupt: "Mr. Wen, by chance, I recently collected a few old things and wanted to show you. One of them is even ready to be given to you."
"Oh, what good stuff is there?" When he heard that there was an old guy, Professor Wen immediately became excited like a smoker seeing Huazi or an alcoholic seeing Maotai. "Let's go and have a look now." Then he waved his hand and said to the students and Gu Maolin: "You all go and do your work, but you come with me." This is the rule in the archaeological world, and generally good objects are not easily revealed to others. No one else is allowed to watch without the invitation of the host.
After everyone dispersed, Wang Ke returned to the place where he had just lived. He looked everywhere for the empty shell box but could not find it. I ran to the haystack to look for it again, but still couldn't find it, so I couldn't help but feel a little flustered. Gu Maolin happened to be walking from a distance. Seeing Wang Ke's behavior, he said to the side: "Monitor, please look for your box. I asked Liang Xiaolong to move it to the health center for you, on the kang of Teacher Ye."
"You are not helping me. Why are you leaving my things with Teacher Ye?"
"Ask her to watch it for you!" Gu Maolin smiled maliciously.
Wang Ke glared at him and hurried back, where Professor Wen and Ye just stood there. "Teacher Wen, my things are in the health center." After saying that, he led the two of them towards the temporary health center.
As soon as he entered, he saw the box on top of the kang in the back room. This turned out to be a teacher's dormitory. It is also the only house with accommodation conditions in the entire school.
Opening the box, I took out the volcanic stone first. It had a very nice shape. "Teacher Wen, I give this stone to you. It would be very beautiful if made into a base." After Wang Ke finished speaking, he handed the stone over.
"Well, this stone has a strange shape, half iceberg and half flame." Professor Wen took a look at it and couldn't put it down. "Xiao Wang, where did you find it?"
"The casserole tripod! It's the extinct volcano in the West Mountain." Wang Ke then told about the fairy cave and the temple halfway up the mountain. Of course, those Huaisu poems, inscriptions and pictures on the cliffs are indispensable. The well and the hole leading to the sky.
"What you said is very interesting. Have you gone up to the crater?"
"We went up, but couldn't see the crater." Wang Ke said.
"Why?"
"The crater on the top of the mountain is different from other craters. It is like a barrel hoop. This volcanic stone was buckled from under the barrel hoop." Wang Ke then detailed what he saw and heard about the crater. described it once.
"It's getting more and more interesting. I'll have to find some geologists to take a look when I have time. I like this stone." Professor Wen put the volcanic stone aside, but his eyes were immediately filled with empty shell boxes. Two other things attracted me.
Professor Wen did not reach for the copper bowl, but directly picked up the cigarette pot and looked at it carefully.
When Wang Ke and Ye Xianqian saw each other, they immediately held their breath.
"Xiao Wang, where did you get that pipe rod?"
"Under the flood." So he recounted what he saw when he dived into his godfather Dong Pianfang's house that day to retrieve medicinal materials and went out.
"Xiao Wang, this is a real antique. Of course, I can't know everything about it, but this cigarette holder is made of ice-type imperial green. From the water head, I know it is made from Laokeng. And the two beads below are... It’s more interesting, do you know what it is?”
Wang Ke shook his head, Ye Qianqian didn't understand either. Professor Wen looked at them and said: "This is the ruby bead on the hat of a first-rank minister or above in the Qing Dynasty. It shows that the owner of this pipe is either rich or noble, and at least two of his family have served as princes or first-rank ministers. Just this one The value of the cigarette pouch is at least over 100,000 yuan, and if it is so well preserved, twenty years later, it can easily be over 500,000 yuan, or even one million yuan."
Professor Wen's words made the two young people widen their eyes. Just when they were about to say something, Professor Wen immediately said: "This thing can't be put in a broken box like yours. It's better to put it in a safe. But... , I’ll leave this to you for safekeeping.”
After saying this, Professor Wen shook his head, as if he didn't believe that pie could fall from the sky, and it would fall on Wang Ke's head every time. But why did he deal with it like this without allowing Wang Ke to express his position at all? Because in Professor Wen's eyes, Ye is Wang Ke's future wife. If the baby is not given to her, who will keep it?
Although Wang Ke was unhappy, he did not dare to say anything. But Professor Wen is right to worry. It is really not safe to leave it here. Even if it is donated to the country, there must be an opportunity. At this time, Professor Wen picked up the copper bowl again and looked at it carefully. After watching for a while, he concentrated a little and said to Wang Ke seriously.
"Where did you get this bronze bowl?"
Wang Ke didn't dare to tell lies, so he met an old beggar at the train station begging for food before the festival. I gave him the three and a half steamed buns and sixty yuan I had brought with me, and told him about supporting him to return to his hometown, but he still resisted the fortune-telling.
"What does that old beggar you see look like? Where does he come from?"
"He had long flowing hair and seemed to be a Taoist priest. He stuttered a bit and said he seemed to have come from Mount Wutai."
"That's right." Professor Wen stroked the copper bowl and said solemnly: "Xiao Wang, you really have good karma. This should be called a bowl. The bowl is smaller than it. The origin of this copper bowl is not Short, you have to listen to me slowly."
Professor Wen sat on the edge of the Kang and began to tell an allusion.
"Have you ever heard of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang? Together with the Xiantong Temple in Mount Wutai, it is the founder of Buddhist temples in China. According to ancient books such as "Qingliang Mountain Chronicles", Liu Zhuang, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, once had a dream during the Yongping period of the Eastern Han Dynasty. , dreamed that a golden man suddenly rose into the sky and flew westward when he saw him. After waking up from the dream, he immediately called several ministers and told them in detail what happened in the dream. Everyone was amazed. One of the ministers said : Our Lord, the Ming Ming, and the foolish ministers heard that there was a god called Buddha in the Western Regions, and that the Buddha had Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty sent more than a dozen people to the Western Regions to worship Buddha and obtain scriptures. These people met Kashyapa, an eminent Indian monk who was preaching in Dayueshi. Teng and Zhu Falan. They immediately invited them to come to China to give lectures and teach the Dharma. The two eminent monks happily accepted the invitation, and with only a white horse, they went through many difficulties and dangers and arrived in the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty in the tenth year of Yongping. In this style, a small monastery was built for the two monks to live. In commemoration of the white horse carrying sutras, the temple was named Baima Temple. At that time, Kashyapa Mateng and Zhu Falan left Luoyang again and headed north, choosing as they went. As a place where temples can be built to promote Buddhism, they came to Wutai Mountain, which was called Qingliang Mountain at the time. There were graves everywhere. But the two of them were ecstatic and burst into tears. They unexpectedly discovered that this was the residence of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and that there were actually people here. A Buddha relic stupa built by King Asoka. What made them even more happy was that they found that this place was very similar to the Linghuan Mountain in Tianzhu where Sakyamuni practiced. They reported this to Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, and soon Soon a large-scale temple was built here, named Lingluan Temple. Later, when Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty saw that there were hundreds of acres of gardens in front of the temple, he happily changed its name to Huayuan Temple. Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty had admired Mount Wutai all his life, and in order to fulfill his long-cherished wish, he gave it the name of Dahua Temple. Huayan Temple; it was officially named Daxiantong Temple by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty."
"Uncle Wen, please tell me the important point." After hearing this, Ye Xianzhi still didn't know what the copper bowl in his hand had to do with the story.
Professor Wen looked at Ye Qianpian and continued calmly: "Since this is the dojo of Manjushri Bodhisattva, the incense is very popular. There is an eye of the sea on the mountainside five kilometers away from Daxiantong Temple. I don't know when it will gush out from here. The sea water caused floods. Therefore, in order to protect the people in this area, Manjushri Bodhisattva built a pagoda on this sea eye. The purpose was to calm this sea eye. In the Ming Dynasty, people built another pagoda on the basis of the pagoda. He built a temple and named it Zhenhai Temple."
"Uncle Wen, you've been talking about temples for a long time, but you still haven't gotten to the point."
Professor Wen looked at her, ignored her, and continued: "Here comes the important point. According to folklore, Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty ascended the throne at the age of 6 and became a monk at the age of 24. Emperor Shunzhi once said in his "Relics of the World": The yellow robe should be replaced by the purple cassock. Nian Nian read the mission. He said he went to Zhenhai Temple to become a monk, and his son Emperor Kangxi also came here many times to look for him. "
"Uncle Wen, you really want to scare people to death. What does this broken copper bowl have to do with your story?"
