Chapter 8: Confrontation or Strife (10) (5)

Zhenfu asked someone to get some water from the ditch at the bottom of the slope and clean the stone tablet. After working for most of the day, the soil on the stele was finally washed, revealing its true face.

The stele is a round head, the forehead is decorated with a bas-relief "two dragons playing with pearls" pattern, and the surrounding fence is bas-relief back pattern. The monument is about two meters high and about one meter wide. There are some vague words engraved on the tablet. Some of the words are still legible. Some of the characters have been completely weathered, leaving only rough and uneven stone faces.

Zhenshu lay on it and carefully identified it to determine the content and origin of the stele. After reading it for a long time, either some words and sentences are not recognized, or some words and sentences are not recognized at all. However, one thing is certain, this stele must have a great origin. Just looking at the weathered appearance of this stele, it doesn't look like it has only been in recent years. Zhenshu spent a lot of effort, and roughly read out the inscription at the place where it was written, "Shi Da □□ Zhi nine years old□□ May Bingyin Hitachi" and other words. The text of the stele can only be read out of some words that cannot be connected into sentences, such as "temple", "none", "person", "zhi", etc. I think that Zhenshu's literacy and literacy foundation is limited, and the sentence breaking skills are poor, coupled with the many handwriting and erosion and blurring, for a while, I can't read a general content.

This is especially the case, Zhenshu is also like a treasure. He boldly asserted in public, look, look, there was a temple here. We have done something of great merit, great merit.

His words caused a commotion among the crowd, and the crowd was excited, and the excitement was beyond words. Lan Xiang pulled her legs and trotted into the village. She said as she ran, I have to go to the third brother and daughter-in-law, so that she can be happy and happy.

Lan Xiang's legs and feet are fast, and her mouth is faster. As soon as she entered the village, she shouted loudly and loudly that she had dug up a rare treasure at the foot of the North Mountain, but she could not tell what kind of treasure it was. After a while, there was nothing left behind in the village that did not know. Especially those lively babies, who have just returned to the village from the factory, and ran back on their feet. They shouted loudly and loudly at the gate for a while, and then they hurried away to the foot of the north hill.

So the news flew like a winged through the crowd that had just ended.

The people who attended the meeting flocked to the foot of the North Mountain. Immediately, the two stone tablets and the stele base were surrounded by water. Several people also pretended to try to read the inscriptions. After identifying it for a long time, I couldn't read a smooth sentence. They watched with red faces, and they were all "tsk" in amazement.

Old Man Mu had slow legs and feet, and was left far behind by the crowd. Mr. Mu and Xylophone had to support him left and right and walk slowly with him.

When they arrived, everyone knew that they were from the city, and they naturally had a wide range of knowledge and knowledge, so they automatically gave way to a way. Let the old man and the two of them identify it.

The old man carefully studied the three stones, took out his reading glasses and put them on, leaned over and read the inscription. Mr. Mu also stepped forward to help with the reading. After a while, Old Man Mu raised his head, took off his reading glasses, and rubbed his somewhat sore eyes vigorously. He said to Yang Xiande, who was also staring at the inscription beside him, that it seemed to be a stone tablet from the Ming Dynasty, and it could also be from the Qing Dynasty. Judging from the degree of wear and tear of the inscription, the time for the monument to be erected is very long, and it should be from the Ming Dynasty.

Yang Xiande asked suspiciously, how do you know? [End of Chapter]