"Fengzi, how do you use this? Doesn't it light up?"
In the middle of the night, Dou Sprout squatted on the ground, tinkering with the generator I had just carried back.
The big guy might be in the tomb, and he couldn't sleep, so he thought about working overtime. After all, he had just explored an area now.
"Qikai, you don't understand anything. What are you messing around with?"
I quickly walked over, opened the generator distribution box, turned the button to the left two and a half times, and said, "Try pulling it down."
Dou Sprout pulled the rope sharply upward, and suddenly there was a clicking sound, and at the same time, the light bulb on the distribution box also lit up.
After moving the fuel tank and generator to the entrance of the cave, I put on a headlamp and went straight down to the cave.
The line has already been drawn where the feet stand, so draw downwards from here.
I gestured with the electric hammer twice, and after following the line, I rushed up and shouted: "Okay! Plug in the power!"
As soon as the power was plugged in, I pressed the switch, and there was a "sizzling sound...!"
People who don't use electric hammers tend to go astray. It took me a few minutes to get used to it. As soon as I started hammering, dust suddenly filled the cave. The cement blocks under my feet were constantly being broken and collapsed.
After the cement in the past solidified, it was not as hard as today's cement. It was visible to the naked eye and it was beaten very fast. Bean Sprouts looked at it and shouted: "Awesome!"
The robbery hole we dug was originally right above the main tomb chamber, and I dug a rectangular shape because the cement would not collapse. I wanted to drill it all the way to the bottom in one go. If I was lucky, I could hit the coffin lid directly. Even if If you are unlucky enough not to hit the coffin, you can also widen it left and right.
The effect is like a mouse making a nest underground and always hitting the coffin.
After an hour of fighting, I went down more than half a meter. I asked Dou Sprout to pull up the cement block, and then asked someone to replace it. It didn't work anymore. It was too dusty and choked, so I couldn't even wear a mask.
We would not let Xiaoxuan come down to do such dirty work, so the three of us men took turns and worked all day long until the evening of the next day.
I was resting against the big tree above when I suddenly heard Dou Sprout shouting from under the cave: "What is this! I touched something!"
I quickly ran over to take a look.
We made a big gap in the roof of the cement tomb, which was at least seven meters deep! Dou Sprout, wearing a headlamp, shouted to me: "Fengzi, come down quickly and see what this is! Damn it! It looks like a stone monument!"
I quickly slid down and let it lean to the side.
It's really a bluestone monument.
The entire inscription was almost completely covered by cement, with only a few weird patterns exposed at the edges, which were more than 1.5 meters long and more than 1 meter wide.
I said, hurry up and take a look. What on earth is this? I’ve never seen it before.
Brother Yu threw down the rope and I tied a kamikaze knot.
The Kamikaze knot becomes tighter and tighter as we work harder, and it will not fall off, because if it falls off, we will have nowhere to run in such a narrow place underneath, and we will be smashed to death by stone monuments.
"Brother Yu! Pull!"
I shouted and asked Bean Sprouts to help me hold it together.
"Can you do it, Brother Yu! It's very heavy!"
"No problem! Let go!"
I looked up and watched Brother Yu bend down and pull the stone tablet up little by little.
Because most of the surface of the stele was covered with cement, I picked up a stone, used a knife as a chisel, and gently knocked off the layer of cement covering the surface, quickly revealing a line of small characters engraved with a knife.
He poured some water on the stone tablet and wiped it with his hand.
"Head...I can't understand this. It seems to be all in Tangut."
"Is this an epitaph made by the Xixia people themselves?" I asked doubtfully.
"No, it's something else. Epitaphs from the Liao and Jin Dynasties didn't use this kind of bluestone, and the characters were smaller than this."
Squatting his head on the ground, he held up a flashlight, frowned and said, "It's in Xixia script. The inscription on this stele is very similar to the induction tower stele in the Gansu Museum where the Huguo Temple was rebuilt in Liangzhou. According to the Xixia people's habit of being bilingual when building stele, There may be Chinese characters on the back, turn it over and take a look.”
We turned the stone tablet over and scraped off the layer of cement with a knife. Sure enough, there were matching Chinese characters in regular script!
Reading from left to right, three characters are engraved on the head of the stele.
"Death letter."
Looking down, there is such a long paragraph.
"He Luo Gong, supervising the construction of defensive towers, humbles himself but respects others, is cautious and fearful of justice, seeks to serve the king, but does not end well. It is a pity for the high country to know that it is a pity. What a pity. Bai Jun ordered to write a petition for death, and gave him a golden bowl and a silver bowl. He was given 16 pieces of gold and wine vessels, and an imperial horse sign was given to be buried with the coffin and sealed with mud. Anyone who disturbed the soul of He Luogong would have no peace forever. It will be four years of Qian Ding, Gui Weiqiu. "
After reading this passage, Boutou and I looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
My breathing started to quicken.
This is a death warrant!
Not an epitaph!
The so-called death petition is a document issued by ancient officials. It can be understood as a "death certificate" issued to an official. On the one hand, it highlights the recognition and respect of the superior (emperor) for the deceased's life contribution. Secondly, the descendants of the deceased's family can receive a certain amount of rice, grain, and money on a monthly basis based on the death petition issued by the superior. If the immediate family members of the deceased also pass away, the death petition can be passed on to the descendants, and they can then receive rewards. In summary, this is a very high honor.
I was shocked not only by this, but also by several words directly mentioned in the inscription.
There are 16 gold bowls and silver bowls, and 19 gold wine vessels!
And... unexpectedly... there is also the "Emperor's Horse Card"!
We're going big.
This is a national first-class cultural relic with a single-digit inventory!
What was the identity of the man named "He Luogong" in the inscription? To be given such a thing!
The imperial horse talisman is a unique talisman of Xixia. Its status and function are a bit like the tiger talisman in the Central Plains. Let alone getting started, I have heard of it but never seen it. I only know that this thing exists. I don’t even have a picture. I’ve seen it, but I don’t know what it looks like.
In 2005, at that time, there was only one physical horse sign from the Western Xia Dynasty in the National Museum. Later in 2009, the construction team dug out another one when building a community in Wuwei City. There were only two in total, and they were gone.
I lit a cigarette and leaned against the tree, looked up at the night sky and took a deep breath.
Don't talk to anyone, I want to be quiet.
Forget about the golden bowl and silver bowl. If we really dig up the "Qi Ran Horse" sign written on the inscription, I dare not say that the Sarawak Bird is valuable, but the level of cultural relics is not lower than that of the Saraswati Bird. For this thing, let each of us get a big Ben More than enough.
But if you're caught selling something of this level, it's almost enough to give you a reprieve from death.
"Fengzi! Why are you sitting there?
Bean Sprouts blushed and had a thick neck, shouting: Dig quickly! There are gold and silver bowls in the coffin! "
"Don't panic yet," he said to me, waving his head and hands, "Yunfeng, when did you say the fourth year of the job?"
"I can't remember the first thing. It should be... it should be the year before Li Xian succeeded him? History books say that Li Xian died a year after he took office."
"Yes, you are right."
"I suddenly thought of a person," he pointed at the stone tablet and frowned deeply:
"It is said here that this person's name is He Luogong, and he also has the same surname. I am wondering if it is possible that this person is related to He Chengzhen in the early Xixia period?"
I was confused and asked who the leader He Chengzhen was? I have no idea.
At this moment, the head's face was extremely solemn, and he said one sentence.
"He Chengzhen is a great Feng Shui master and architect who is not inferior to Yuan Tiangang. He presided over the construction of all the Xixia imperial tombs at the foot of Helan Mountain."
After hearing this, my right eyelid kept twitching and I started to feel scared.
It was said that it was a suspended death sentence just now, but now it is 100% the death penalty and will be executed immediately.
