The group of people made a mighty journey.
As soon as the wheelbarrow entered the hospital, a truck followed and stopped in front of the van.
Now, Uncle Geng's house was busy.
Professor Ye Rongguang directed the unloading of the truck, but Professor Wen welcomed him out of the small courtyard. Comrades from the province naturally did not dare to neglect.
"Professor Wen, you are here..." The comrades from the Provincial Cultural Relics Administration took a look, what a big formation.
"Welcome, welcome, just in time to take a look at our harvest today on the grassy beach below the Eagle's Mouth."
"Professor Wen, do you know everything about Muling?" Comrades from the Provincial Cultural Relics Administration Bureau saw the royal belt being stripped in a mess on the bank of the river as soon as they arrived at Muling.
"Yes, so we followed up and dug up the tomb robber's ancestral grave today. Hahaha..." Professor Wen smiled happily.
The two jars stuck together were carefully carried to the west wing. Everyone's bedding was packed up and placed on the south side of the kang. Now the entire north kang was cleared.
The two interlocking cylinders stand under the edge of the kang.
What will be in this tank? It has become a suspense in everyone's mind. Things buried fifty years ago, even an ashtray, have become "cultural relics" now.
"Two professors, let's eat first, shall we? We'll get ready after dinner." The landlord, Uncle Geng, came over to greet him. There were guests today. In the morning, he specially asked his wife to buy some meat. He slaughtered a chicken and added two vegetables.
"Okay!" Professor Wen was not afraid of being late for a good meal, and Professor Wen also deliberately left the suspense until the end.
Gu Maolin brought a basin of wash water, and everyone came to the main room. After washing their hands, they saw four dishes on the table as soon as they stepped into the threshold.
"Do you have any wine?" Professor Wen saw that today's lunch was quite rich, and he immediately became addicted to alcohol.
"There's only one bottle, it's the leftover from last year's New Year." Uncle Geng was a little embarrassed, but the village was too small and there wasn't even a small shop. To buy wine, you had to go to the market in the next village to buy it.
"Bring it, bring it, little Wang Ke, go buy a few bottles tomorrow. I have to celebrate today."
The wine was brought up, it was just ordinary sorghum wine. He took all four teacups, Wang Ke and Gu Maolin's military teapots, and two bowls. From a bottle of wine, each person only poured a little bit, which is about one or two.
"Come on, let's raise a toast together to welcome the comrades in the province, thank the landlord Geng, and finally congratulate us for digging up the ancestral grave of the tomb robber today." Professor Wen gave a toast, and everyone raised their "wine glasses." Take a symbolic sip.
At noon, there was white flour mixed with cornmeal, and a pot of mixed flour cakes. The food is good and the staple food is not bad either.
After lunch, everyone except the landlord and the driver from the province came to the west wing together.
The most exciting moment has arrived. Wang Ke and Gu Maolin were gearing up and even brought the landlord's kitchen knife.
"Be gentle, be gentle!" Professor Wen commanded, slowly and repeatedly cutting the glutinous rice paste along the edge of the vat. The vat above shook slightly, "Insert the knife in, and do it gently. Don’t break it.”
In Professor Wen's eyes, these two jars are now cultural relics. Because judging from the green glaze on the outside of the vat, the two coiled dragons are absolutely extraordinary. Although fifty or sixty years have passed, the glaze is fine and even, and there is no corrosion at all.
There was a very slight "click" sound, and the cylinder was opened.
"Gu Maolin, hold on."
"yes!"
Wang Ke gently opened the upper tank a crack. With the bright light, Wang Ke could see clearly that the tank was indeed a rectangular box wrapped with a layer of cloth.
It was really a box. It seemed that Gu Maolin was right. He saw the box through the vat.
"Gu Maolin, let's lift the upper vat down." Wang Ke said, stood up, and carefully lifted the upper vat with Gu Maolin.
In an instant, the contents inside were exposed.
"Is there a box inside here?" Ye Xianzhan saw it clearly. The flash came on and she took a photo with a "click".
This is indeed a box, with three inner and outer layers wrapped in rotten brocade silk. Although the two jars are sealed, they still cannot withstand moisture. The rotten brocade silk and satin have no value. When you peel it off, you will find a dark box, very heavy, with a green and rusty bronze lock hanging on it. .
"Hey, Teacher Wen, what kind of box is this?"
Before Professor Wen could answer, Professor Ye Rongguang blurted out, "This is probably gloomy wood."
"Gloomy wood? What kind of wood is it?" Ye Qianqian, who was taking pictures, "clicked, clicked" a few more pictures.
"Girl, the gloomy wood is also called ebony. It rides on the aura of heaven and earth and gathers the essence of the sun and the moon. It is the spirit of all trees and the lord of spiritual trees." Professor Wen then added that for an archaeologist, all gloomy trees Wood is extremely precious.
"I don't understand." Ye twisted the axis of the camera again and loaded a new piece of film.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Ebony is formed from trees such as nanmu, red chrysanthemum, hemp willow, ironwood, etc., which were buried in the mud due to natural disasters and underwent a carbonization process that lasted thousands of years under conditions of lack of oxygen and high pressure. Due to different tree species, the market value is different. The golden nanmu of the genus Phoebe is the most expensive, and what you see is the gloomy wood of the genus Phoebe."
"Daddy Wen, are you saying that this box is worth a lot of money?" Wang Ke leaned forward and said with his hands on his hips.
"Yes, you juniors don't understand, this box alone is worth hundreds of thousands!"
ah! Professor Wen's words immediately made the west wing boil. The box was so expensive, so the contents inside must be also very expensive.
However, everyone was disappointed. When the box was opened, it was filled with gold, silver, jade, jewelry, and some gold bars. A kang is spread out, and the accumulated value is hundreds of thousands.
In those days, what was the concept of hundreds of thousands? You can buy a building.
Finally, in the corner of the box, there was a small box set with rubies and a brocade bag.
Professor Wen first opened the small box set with rubies. There was only one wax pill in it. Regardless of what was inside the wax pill, he put the box aside and picked up the brocade bag.
The brocade bag had been severely weathered. When touched, the contents inside were revealed, which turned out to be a pair of red agate bracelets.
"These two things are interesting." Professor Wen picked up the pair of red agate bracelets and looked at the window. Professor Wen looked at it for a while and then handed the onyx bracelet to the comrades in the province.
The middle-aged comrade wearing glasses took the bracelet and looked at the window. What makes this bracelet different from ordinary red agate bracelets is that it is not southern red, nor what is known as Warring States Red among the people, but 杮子红, and there is a pattern on the outside of the bracelet, and there is a faint string. Word.
But after two great experts looked at it so carefully, Wang Ke immediately paid attention to it and stepped forward. It didn't matter, but his heart tightened. This pair of bracelets was exactly the same as the one in his shell box. It was used by Gu Maolin. A picked "琖", plus fifteen yuan to get it.
Wang Ke knew that red agate itself was not valuable. It was an ordinary jade, and the market price at that time was only two or three yuan at most.
I saw this pair of red agate bracelets, as if they were carved just yesterday. They are steady and thick, with a warm luster and beautiful patterns.
"Daddy Wen, what's the meaning of this agate bracelet?"
"Well, the ancients used agate to make jade rings and jade bracelets, which first appeared in the prehistoric cultural period. During the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Warring States Period, agate jewelry suddenly became popular. Among them, the colorful red onyx is more valuable."
This is what Wang Ke admires the most. Whenever Professor Wen talks about cultural relics, they are all treasures.
"But why this pair of red onyx bracelets is interesting, we have to tell two stories."
Wow! Still two stories. Ye Xianqian and Xiao Zhang, a venomous snake expert who came to Xishan for the first time, immediately pricked up their ears to listen to what Professor Wen said.
"The first is the poem on this bracelet. There are only two sentences engraved on each bracelet, a total of 12 words. The two bracelets have a total of 24 words engraved. They are 'if the clothes are seamless, they are still connected by the wings of the cicada' and 'At first glance, the jade woman's bracelets and utensils look nothing like ancient Zen.' But do you know who wrote this poem?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it." Ye Qianqian curled her lips, she really didn't know.
He was really ignorant. Professor Wen looked at Ye Pianpian and then at Wang Ke, hoping that the young man would know something. Wang Ke shook his head, he really didn't know. If you know something, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. You can never pretend to understand.
"This is a poem written by Emperor Qianlong of the former dynasty. This poem has eight lines in total, that is, 'It is as if the heavenly clothes are seamless when they are opened, and the cicada wings are still connected when they are opened. At first glance, the jade bracelets do not look like ancient Zen. It is difficult to go back and forth. Looking for the beginning and the end, the color and line are the cause and effect. The mist covers the world of mortals and the warm sentences can be thought of without being led by love.' This poem is an imperial poem written by Emperor Qianlong on the white jade Chiyou ring. The white jade Chiyou ring is also a famous bracelet in history. It can be fastened up and down, and there are four positions on the top and bottom of the two rings, with twelve characters written on each."
When Professor Wen said this, the comrade from the provincial government raised his thumbs up in admiration. It is indeed worthy of everyone.
"Wait a minute, Uncle Wen, these two bracelets are only engraved with half of the poem, shouldn't there be two more bracelets?" Ye Xuanzhang seemed to have discovered a new world, she asked loudly.
Professor Wen nodded to her with satisfaction and said, "Yes, the girl answered completely correctly this time. The whole poem should be engraved on four bracelets, which also led to another sad story."
Professor Ye Rongguang stood nearby and just smiled, listening to the story of Professor Wen, an old friend. This was not the first time the two of them had worked together, and he knew Professor Wen's temper. Every cultural relic has a legend, and every story has a philosophy.
"Once upon a time, there was a pair of half-sisters. The elder sister was the fourth eldest child in the family, and the younger sister was the fifth eldest child. The older sister was simple and kind-hearted, while the younger sister was pretty, handsome, and smart. Both sisters had been living with their uncle since childhood. He grew up in Guangzhou. Although his uncle was a military general, he liked to dance and write, and his ears and eyes were immersed in it. The two sisters bloomed like lotus flowers in the pond, standing gracefully. As a result, when they were fourteen years old, they were both elected to the palace and became nobles. "
"That's so happy." Ye Xianqian clapped his hands and shouted.
"The palace gate is as deep as the sea, and the emperor's family has been ruthless since ancient times." Wang Ke quickly added. He had already seen the displeasure of Godfather Wen, but Ye Qianqian was very dissatisfied with Wang Ke's interruption and said hard. Wang Ke glanced at him.
"Haha, you will know after what I say whether you are happy or not." Professor Wen touched his chin, picked up the tea handed over by Wang Ke, and continued: "After the two sisters entered the palace, the elder sister was greedy and ate one soon. Fat baby, my younger sister has a cheerful personality. She often wears eunuch clothes to play with the little emperor. She also particularly likes some new Western gadgets, such as glass mirrors and so on. She has a bit of arrogance in her personality, but she was later killed by the Queen Mother. .”
"Ah!" Everyone was shocked.
"Daddy Wen, do I know who you are talking about?" Wang Ke suddenly clapped his hands and yelled. At this point in the story, if you don't know anymore, you will really be studying modern history in vain.
"Who are you talking about?"
Wang Ke smiled and said, "Is she the concubine that the master of Chongling likes? The one who was thrown into the well."
After saying that, Wang Ke's heart jumped up inexplicably. Is there such a coincidence in the world?
