"Mr. Zhao." Huang Wenbin said, "Is there really no room for manoeuvre in this matter? ”

Zhao Manxiong's attitude was very resolute, shook his head and said: "Of course not, I am acting in strict accordance with the rules and regulations, since I have received a report, then we must seriously investigate, there are cultural relics that need to be protected, then excavate first." If there are no cultural relics to be protected, then let them continue to build, where will there be any room for maneuver. ”

"I heard that Mr. Zhao is an expert in ancient history, and it costs a lot of money to study these." Huang Wenbin said.

"I'm studying ancient history, can't I come to inspect the tombs of the Ming Dynasty?" Zhao Manxiong said stiffly.

"I didn't mean that, but I heard that studying ancient history costs money." Huang Wenbin said, to be precise, it is not very profitable, and there are large sums of money for studying the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. Those who study ancient history do not have these benefits, first, there are few people to play, and secondly, things are too precious, which are national treasures, and they cannot be bought and sold at all, "I am willing to donate 10 million to fund Mr. Zhao's research." ”

"Ten million!" Zhao Manxiong was very moved, but thinking about the benefits promised by Yang Mu, he still refused, "Boss Huang, I'm not a person who covets small profits!" "Huang Wenbin is just a local tyrant, and he can't give anything but money. Yang Mu is different, he has a lot of resources in his hands, and with the support of Yang Mu, he can get out in the capital.

"Fifteen million?" Huang Wenbin added.

"Boss Huang, if you do this again, I will report you for bribery." Zhao Manxiong said coldly.

"It's just a donation for research." Huang Wenbin said, "How can this be considered a bribe, or I will donate it to your cultural relics institute, and it will be the same if I designate Mr. Zhao to use it." ”

"Boss Huang, needless to say, I won't agree. I know exactly what you're thinking, I'm sorry, I'm going to have to get things done. Zhao Manxiong said, "Cultural relics and historic sites must be protected, as if you are a real estate developer, in order to make money to destroy cultural relics and historic sites from time to time, this unhealthy trend must be fiercely stopped." ”

"Of course, it is important to protect cultural relics, but things must always be prioritized. How many cultural relics and monuments that have been excavated cannot be effectively protected due to lack of funds, if Mr. Zhao can raise a large amount of money, it is not much better than going to Songshan to inspect the empty tombs of the Ming Dynasty. Huang Wenbin said.

"Clever tongue!" Zhao Manxiong was disdainful, "No matter what you say, I must go to Songshan anyway"

"And when will you be able to start your expedition?" Huang Wenbin asked.

"Of course, we have to be ready, our cultural relics institute has to send a whole team of people to inspect, and now the work is so busy, it will take ten days and half a month just to get people together. There are more than 10,000 acres of Songshan, and we must carefully inspect inch by inch, and we will never let go of any clues. Zhao Manxiong said, "Boss Huang, just wait slowly, I estimate that within a year and a half, you won't be able to restart." ”

"I see, that's a shame." Huang Wenbin said.

Coming out of the Shengong Building, Zhao Manxiong followed a sneaky person behind him, since he could turn his face with Huang Wenbin, he would naturally guard against Huang Wenbin's dog jumping off the wall. Zhao Manxiong kept an extra eye on it, did not stop to stop the taxi, but stepped onto the bus that just stopped.

The man also followed, and Zhao Manxiong took a closer look, it was an old man in his sixties, with gray hair, dark skin, and old clothes, looking like an old peasant. The man couldn't help but glance at Zhao Manxiong after a few seconds, and wanted to squeeze over several times. Huang Wenbin used such a person to track? There's no one under him.

After a few stops, a large number of people poured up in Hulala, and the space in the car was even more crowded, Zhao Manxiong looked at it and waited for a few seconds, and when the door was about to close, he suddenly stood up and walked off the car. The old farmer was blocked by the crowd, and although he was only one step apart, he did not follow and was locked up on the bus. The man was in a hurry, couldn't help but say, and got out of the window, but at this time Zhao Manxiong had already gotten into the taxi and walked far.

Zhao Manxiong glanced back at the car window, very complacent, thinking that this must be a general under Huang Wenbin, who made up an old farmer seamlessly, and could still get out of the car window, which showed that he was skillful, but he was still thrown off by himself. Take it and tell Yang Mu that he must let him admit his affection greatly.

The abacus crackled, and when I returned to the hotel, I found that someone was waiting at the door, and when I looked closely, it was not the old farmer. Zhao Manxiong was startled, almost wanted to turn around and run, thinking that this was the guest house of the municipal party committee, he became bold and drank: "What do you want to do?" ”

"May I ask if you are Zhao Manxiong, Researcher Zhao?" The old peasant's accent was very strong, and it was easy for Zhao Manxiong to understand.

"I am, who are you?" Zhao Manxiong asked.

"I'm a local farmer in Songshan, and I heard that you came to inspect the ancient tombs in Songshan, so I hurried here." The old farmer said, "Everyone says that Songshan only started to have graves after the Republic of China, but I know that it is not." Our family's genealogy records that our ancestors were from the capital, and they only moved to the coastal provinces during the Ming Dynasty. As for why he moved, it was because a big official died and was buried in the coastal province, and a tomb was built here, and my ancestors guarded the grave for him. What about the boss of the tomb, there is a temple on it, and there are stone people and stone lions or something, guarding and guarding I don't know what's going on, and suddenly all the buildings on the ground are demolished, and the materials are transported to a secret place for preservation, and my ancestors have also taken root in the local area, and have been passed down to my generation. ”

Zhao Manxiong was very happy at the beginning, thinking that there are really ancient tombs on Songshan? But the more I listen, the more wrong it is, he is a researcher of ancient history, and he is not very familiar with the Ming and Qing dynasties, but he also knows that there are tombs and temples, which is not the treatment that ordinary people can have, and there are stone people and stone lions, at least it is a prince, the classics of the Ming Dynasty are very perfect, where there is a prince, where is not clear, how can there be such a big tomb but no one knows.

"Your ancestors were grave keepers?" Zhao Manxiong asked. At this time, he somewhat believed that this old farmer had nothing to do with Huang Wenbin, and if he looked closely, this guy had rough skin, a smell on his body, and swollen finger joints.

"Yes, the genealogy is clear." The old farmer said.

"Why don't you report such a big matter to the government?" Zhao Manxiong asked again.

"It's been so long, no one has asked, our family doesn't know, my grandfather doesn't know." The old farmer said, "Later, my father renovated the house and went to the family tree to find out about it. At that time, the Cultural Revolution was broken, and I didn't dare to say it. Later, when I came to my place, I went to tell the mayor that the mayor didn't believe me at all, and I went to the mayor again, but I couldn't see anyone at all, and I drank a cup of tea at the door of the city hall, saying that it had been registered, and told me to wait for news. I've been waiting for years and still haven't heard from me. When they came back to the door last year, they simply forgot about it. Later, I heard that Researcher Zhao was coming, and after looking for several days, I finally found out that Researcher Zhao lived here. ”

This can actually be inquired about, Zhao Manxiong is very worried about his personal safety. As for the story, they do antique research, and they really hear too many stories, and it's not surprising why no one pays attention to them, but with this old farmer, his report is even more convincing, "Come in and sit down, let's talk slowly." ”

"Thank you, Researcher Zhao." The old farmer said.

"By the way, what do you call it?" Zhao Manxiong asked.

"My name is Zhao Wujian." The old farmer said.

"It's still my own family," Zhao Manxiong said, "You start from the beginning, did you bring that genealogy?" ”

"Brought." Zhao Wujian took out a printed book, flipped to the preface, and pointed it out to Zhao Manxiong, "Researcher Zhao, look, it is clearly written, our family was originally from the capital, and later came to the coastal province, and then settled in Songshan, and it has continued. ”

"How is it a new book?" Zhao Manxiong took the genealogy and took a look, new paper, new books, new ink, and computer illustrations.

"I reprinted it, the old genealogy worm moth bites, it has long been broken." Zhao Wujian said.

"If it's broken, you have to take it out, only the original one counts, and the newly printed one is useless." Zhao Manxiong said.

"Want the original? I'll go back and look for it, it should be in the utility room. Zhao Wujian said.

"It has to be the original...... By the way, do you know when that genealogy was printed? Zhao Manxiong asked.

"I know, it says that it is the eleventh year of the Republic of China." Zhao Wujian said.

"The Republic of China?" Zhao Manxiong was disappointed, not from the Ming Dynasty, at least from the Qing Dynasty, what is the use of the genealogy printed by the Republic of China. The vast majority of the deeds on the genealogy are unreliable, especially those who cling to their ancestors, "Let's study this carefully." ”

"Researcher Zhao, don't believe it." Zhao Wujian summoned and took out a plate from his pocket, "Look." ”

Zhao Manxiong's eyes lit up, this is a large plate with red red glaze and red dragon pattern, which is very exquisitely made and has a thick pulp, at least hundreds of years of history. The temperature required for the glaze red is very strict, and it can only be fired at 1350 degrees, and it will be black if it is low, and the color will be gone if it is high. In ancient times, temperature control was not good, the success rate was very low, and only the official kiln could be fired, and the price was of course very high. Such a good color, such a large plate, at least a million. Looking at the back again, it says that the Hongwu year system of the Ming Dynasty, the Hongwu Dynasty, is even more expensive, and the value should be in the millions.

"What is this?" Zhao Manxiong hurriedly asked.

"Didn't the temple on the ground be demolished later," Zhao Wujian said, "and the things were all stored in a very secret place, my grandfather once went and took a few things out of it, and this is one of them." ”

"What about other things? Where is that hidden place? Zhao Manxiong hurriedly asked, he had already believed in Zhao Wujian's words, no matter how unreasonable it was, it couldn't withstand the persuasiveness of this Hongwu glaze red plate. There must be a big tomb in Matsuyama!