The twelve statues in the second circle are also about five meters high, and the material is also carved from basalt. However, these statues are different from the twenty-four statues of generals outside, which represent scribes.

He wore a belt around his waist, wore a high crown, wore a long sword, wore a robe, held a scroll in his hand, and looked ahead, his eyes were blazing, as if he was vaguely observing something. Seeing this, if Xing Jie could no longer conclude that this was a statue of the ancient Chinese, then he would not have to be confused. Only the literati of the pre-Qin period in ancient China had such a temperament.

This kind of temperament made the three of them admire, but it also made Xing Jie more curious.

Who would have put the statue of the Chinese here? And it used a fairly realistic carving technique to show the form of the people at that time?

These statues are very big, Xing Jie chirped, sighing in his heart. Because by this time his curiosity had been thoroughly aroused.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the decorations on those statues made Xing Jie, Alfonso and Aris secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Back then, Jiro Onaka took away so much gold, Xing Jie originally thought that there were no good things left here. However, when I saw these huge statues, I realized that the gold was a good thing, but compared to the ornaments worn by these statues, it was a scum.

The high crown of ugin, the hairpin made of green jade, the unknown gemstone set in the band made of black jade and sparkling in the light, not to mention the beads carefully polished from the finest red coral, and the jade pendant necessary for the literati was also polished from the finest coral jade.

None of this is nothing?

Keep in mind that the statues are all about five meters tall, so all the decorations are several times the usual size. If nothing else, just talking about that coral jade jade pendant can be said to be priceless.

Alfonso and Aris were busy taking photographs of the statue, while Xing Jie began to take a keen interest in something else.

It was the book that these people were holding in their hands, but it seemed that they were made of some kind of white substance, carefully linked with Ugin, and from a distance, it seemed that there were words on the book.

This discovery is awesome, because as we all know, in all excavations, the importance of word discovery is always in the first place!

Let's use the analogy of bronzes, in Sotheby's auction house, the price of a bronze with an inscription is three to five times that of the same bronze without an inscription!

It seems to be crooked, let's get down to business, what is a bamboo slip?

As we all know, it was when paper was not widely available in large quantities. First, make bamboo into bamboo boards, then connect them and write on them with a pen.

Of course, there are also those with wooden planks.

Xing Jie has also seen the one made of tortoiseshell shells, three of which are connected together and held in his hand, which is super stylish. That's right, it's the thing that the old man gave to Xing Jie in the first place. Later, I saw a scroll made of jade from the Pope, according to the research of a certain expert, it seems to have been handed down by King Zhou Mu at that time, which is of great historical value.

It's a bit far, specifically, bamboo slips are books.

Books represent knowledge.

When it comes to how people used to treat knowledge, it's actually very simple, because the methods adopted in China and abroad are almost the same. That is, only the nobles are qualified to learn knowledge, and the poor people with mud legs don't even think about it.

Why?

It's not that the cost of learning is too high, and the poor simply can't afford it.

Let's popularize it here, what we often call a poor family is not a person from a poor family who is imagined, and has very noble interests and conduct. Do you know what it means to be a poor family? It is the middle class in ancient times, the family has money, but no status, this is the real poor family, this is the only such family has spare money to support the descendants of the family to attack the social elite at that time, that is, to become a real nobleman.

As for the poor bastards with mud legs like me, they are called by a special name, Qianshou!

Therefore, knowledge has always been exclusive and monopolized by the ruling class. Back then, those vassal countries, or small countries, paid tribute one after another, and took some rags to take advantage of the bigwigs who were in the Central Plains at that time. Of course, those bigwigs in the Central Plains are not fools, and those who are rewarded are all silk satin ceramic lacquer.

As for those books that can increase the national power of the other side?

It's better not to even think about it.

Of course, those poems and scriptures that praise the wind and snow, and the Buddhist scriptures that promote truth, goodness and beauty are all sent out in unlimited quantities. As for why, everyone understands it in their hearts, so I won't talk about it here.

Therefore, the appearance of this kind of thing here makes Xing Jie very curious.

What is written on the book?

Under the lens of the drone, the handwriting on the book is clearly legible. However, Xing Jie in front of the monitor was a little flustered.

Why?

With Xing Jie's ancient writing skills, he can barely recognize that the text on the bamboo slips is a small seal, but it is quite different from the small seal of the Zhou royal family. It seems that the writer was very freehand at the time, but this kind of freehand is difficult for the reader.

Xing Jie's father-in-law is an expert in ancient writing, and when he drank high in Xing Jie's house, he once said such a passage: The reason why Qin Yingzheng is called the first emperor through the ages is not because of his martial arts, but because of his greatest contribution to the same words, currency, and weights and measures.

Why is that? Currency and weights and measures are not to be discussed, but the words alone are a headache for all scholars who study that period, because the writing at that time was as chaotic as the Warring States period. The same seal script had five different ways of writing when the Warring States Seven Heroes were divided. Especially the Qi system of characters represented by Qi and Lu, the writer is sprinkled at will, there are many variant characters, and the decorative strokes are eye-catching, well, to put it bluntly, you can write how you want to write, and there is no typo at all.

And Xing Jie was also drunk at that time, and said that the teachers must not play the board at that time, otherwise those writers would be interrupted! This sentence made Professor Yang praise, which shows how deep his resentment is.

Because it is a book, Xing Jie only captured part of it with a drone. But in this part, there are also one hundred and three words in the count. And Xing Jie can recognize only sixteen of them, so he still gritted his teeth and said it, after all, there are several of them that he even guesses!

Xing Jie didn't have his grandfather with him as a consultant, but he had it at home.

And such a difficult knowledge can only be done by his father-in-law, Professor Yang.

……

Now Hank and Natasha were overjoyed that they had found what seemed to be a totem idol for sacrifice in a room that looked like a high-end one. It was a huge statue of a bird, carefully arranged with amethysts of the highest color, and decorated with countless jewels.

"This is a cormorant, a kind of phoenix in China meaning to be loyal and unyielding, but it also has a very special extended meaning, faintly the meaning of a caretaker. Xing Jie glanced at it and said.

"Phoenix, immortal birds?" asked Hank.

"Of course not, in our country these are two completely different legends. I don't know if there are any immortal birds in the world, but I've seen phoenixes, but there is no such ...... How can I say it? There is no such beauty. Xing Jie recalled the phoenix 'specimen' in the Qinling Ruins, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said.

The totem is there, and the rest is up to the Pope.

After all, bluestone eyes and that particular black diamond aren't bargains. How could the eight places be relentless when they seized the opportunity? Maybe they would send someone over. But how to coordinate, that's what Uncle Wang needs to consider.