"Teacher, when we do archaeological research, we often have to read some historical documents, and we will also read some wild history miscellaneous records, how many records of feudal superstitious activities such as ancient people killing livestock and setting up altars and praying for rain are there?"

Song Wenli couldn't understand Xu Ran's brain circuit.

But this student's talent in archaeology is extremely high, so there should be his intention to ask, Song Wenli is idle and willing to give careful guidance, and said: "In fact, the activity of setting up altars to worship has almost run through the entire feudal society for thousands of years from the emperor's ruling class to the people, and there are a lot of records in the official history or wild history of any dynasty!"

Xu Ran said: "Teacher, since there are a large number of records in the official history or the wild history, there should be no record in those historical materials about the results of such activities such as worshipping the sky and praying for rain, right?"

Hearing these words, Song Wenli couldn't help but sigh and said: "This so-called sacrificial process is just a means for ancient rulers or superiors to stabilize the people's hearts and maintain social stability.

But if you really want to be more serious, the so-called prayer for rain is related to environmental meteorology and other disciplines, in order to avoid being killed by the emperor, in order to protect themselves, they will pack the identity of Taoist priests or mages, as long as they successfully verify the weather prediction once or twice, so that they really have thunderstorms in the process of sacrifice, then the prestige and influence brought by them is a matter of great significance in ancient times!"

Xu Ran said: "Since they can predict weather changes through environmental meteorology, once they succeed, what should they do for the emperor and other rulers?"

Song Wenli didn't want to, and said: "For the ruler, this kind of superstitious activity is just a means to maintain social stability and win the hearts of the people, but once this kind of situation that the ancient people can't explain with science really happens frequently, then it is a great threat to the ruler, of course, it is to be killed!"

Xu Ran said: "Teacher, then we might as well make an assumption, in the ancient Xixia Kingdom, there was a group of Zhending mages, in fact, they were a group of scientific research enthusiasts who mastered scientific and technological means, and they had great prestige and influence among the people by worshipping the heavens and praying for rain, so they were afraid of the rulers and thus persecuted, could this be the real reason why the Zhending mages disappeared from history since the Song Dynasty?"

"Huh?"

After listening to this hypothesis put forward by Xu Ran, Song Wenli couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

After a moment, Song Wenli suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but clap his palms, and said: "If this hypothesis is true, then there will be a scientific and reasonable explanation for the phenomena we saw in the ancient tombs, no, I have to go to my old friend to discuss, he has been studying Master Zhending and the history of Western Xia, and must have a deeper understanding of this aspect......

"Dad, what do you want to do?"

Seeing the old man, he was excited and wanted to get out of bed, but Song Wenli's daughter suddenly screamed, which suddenly pulled the old man back to reality.

Xu Ran also came back to his senses, and saw that the teacher wanted to get out of bed with excitement, so he quickly helped him back to the bed and said: "Teacher, this matter is not in a hurry, wait for your body to recover and then study it slowly, you will only make your family worry about you more!"

"Okay!"

Song Wenli knew that if his actions were too outrageous, this matter would make his family complain about Xu Ran, thinking that Xu Ran was suspected of instigation, so he continued to lie back in bed honestly to nourish his body, but in his mind, this matter was always brewing.

Xu Ran originally wanted to come over to chat with the teacher and ask for some knowledge by the way, but he didn't expect that mentioning some ideas about the Shahaigouzi Ancient Tomb would make the teacher seem a little excited, and the reaction would be so big.

Seeing Song Wenli's daughter Song Siyi looking at him with a complaining face, Xu Ran also had a little hot face, knowing that if he continued to talk and let the old man continue to be excited, Song Siyi would definitely eat him, so he took the opportunity to say goodbye, let the teacher recuperate, and come to visit another day.

Seeing that Xu Ran was leaving, a good student who had a common topic to talk about finally came, and Song Wenli somewhat wanted to keep him to talk for a while, but after seeing his daughter's angry and dissatisfied eyes, Song Wenli had no choice but to give up.

"Xu Ran, wait a minute!"

After Xu Ran left the ward, he didn't go far before he was stopped by Song Siyi, who came out.

Song Siyi is only one year older than Xu Ran, and now studying in the UK for a master's degree, although her appearance is ordinary, she looks quite popular and has no characteristics, but her dress is quite fashionable and avant-garde, her figure is slim, and her skin is fair, which can also raise his not very outstanding appearance by a few points.

A few years ago, Song Siyi met Xu Ran and Xia Tanhe.

It's just that for some reason, Song Siyi's attitude towards several of their Song Wenli students has always been not very friendly, every time they go to the teacher's home to visit and meet Song Siyi, Song Siyi is ignorant of it, and the teacher and his wife need to help solve the siege to resolve the embarrassing atmosphere.

I haven't seen it much for a long time now, but Song Siyi still has that temperament.

But will she take the initiative to stop herself, or let Xu Ran be a little surprised, so she asked, "Senior sister, call me something?"

Song Siyi pointed to a row of chairs in the corridor outside the ward, so the two of them walked over and sat down.

Song Siyi took the initiative to speak, and said: "Xu Ran, in fact, I have always been very disgusted with my father's archaeological excavation and research work on ancient tombs, the danger inside is too high, when I was eight years old, he almost lost his life in an ancient tomb, and almost divorced my mother because of these things, and then he assured us that he would not do the archaeological work of the tomb that was too dangerous in the future, but this time, he almost lost his life......"

Xu Ran vaguely understood what Song Siyi meant, and said, "What are the plans of the senior sister?"

Song Siyi said: "I know very well what my father's personality and temper are, if he wants to give up this industry that he has been engaged in and loved all his life, it will only drive him crazy and make him sad, I don't want to do this, but I really don't want to see him at such an old age and engage in those dangerous jobs of going to the grave."

So Xu Ran, I know that you are a very smart and thoughtful person, I ask you to help me and help me think of a way to get the best of both worlds?"

Xu Ran looked at Song Siyi in surprise and found that there was sincerity in her eyes.

So since Song Siyi asked him to come here, Xu Ran thought about it, not letting the teacher do the dangerous work of archaeological expeditions under the tomb, but still being able to work in the archaeological industry, which made him think of the so-called ancient cultural relics treasure appreciation experts who are often active on the TV screen.

Those people are not even scum compared to the level of teachers.

Thinking about it like this, Xu Ran said: "Senior sister, I have a proposal, the teacher will retire this year, and antique identification and archaeology are actually the same thing, it is better to let the teacher become a treasure expert, not only can he still get in touch with this industry after retirement, but also earn some living allowance, what do you think?"