Early in the morning, Tang Dou got up early, and the first thing he did was to call the three old men, telling them that he had seen Jiuding, and he also took photos. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sure enough, the three old men who were about to go to the archaeological excavation site of Qiansang as soon as possible to continue to find the stone tablet that recorded the calendar of Emperor Yao immediately closed their doors and asked Tang Dou to immediately cross over and show them.

Tang Dou appeared in the house of the three old men in ancient times, and he was still carrying the steaming breakfast that Qin Jie had ordered Tang Dou to bring over.

But at this time, how could the three old men care about any breakfast, Yang Yan had already stretched out his hand to Tang Dou domineeringly: "Take it." ”

Tang Dou grinned and handed over a document bag in his hand, and said carefully: "Dad, it's the photos and videos taken, I printed out the photos, Jiuding's physical objects are too huge, I can't move them back alone......"

Yang Yanyan wanted a sneak peek, he was holding back his strength to give Tang Dou, a stick, no matter how Tang Dou explained, Tang Dou couldn't escape this crutch anyway.

Looking at Tang Dou grinning and rubbing his head, Qin Yanpei and Zhou Lao couldn't help but laugh happily.

Knowing that he was going to be beaten with a crutch, he had to obediently put his head in front of him, Tang Dou's filial piety they all saw in their eyes, they knew that if Tang Dou didn't let this old guy beat him, the old guy wouldn't know where to sprinkle his breath.

Sitting around the table, Qin Yanpei and Zhou Lao took out the photos taken by Tang Dou from the file bag, and as soon as they saw the first photo, they couldn't help but exclaim: "So big? ”

"How big?" Yang Yan couldn't wait to ask on the side, he was no longer interested in going to Qincheng Prison to beat Guan Rongfei.

He enjoys his own blessings, suffers his own sins, who let himself gouge out his eyes under the impulse back then, and what is the use of repenting now that his intestines are blue?

"It takes hundreds of people to carry it with a crowbar." Zhou Lao swallowed, he was considerate of Yang's glance, and tried his best to describe the photos he saw in detail.

Yang took a breath of cold air and sighed, "So big? Such a large tripod casting process must be extremely cumbersome, I didn't expect that Emperor Yu was able to cast such a large tripod during the period, which is really beyond my imagination. ”

Zhou Lao nodded and agreed: "Yes, although the melting point of copper is low, but the speed of solidification of copper juice is also fast, according to my estimate, when Emperor Yu casts this tripod, it must be carried out in a semi-sealed environment, only in this way can a certain indoor temperature be maintained, so that the copper water slows down the speed of solidification." It's just that the craftsmen who are responsible for pouring the copper water have to work in the scorching heat. ”

"You guess it's a fart" Yang rolled his eyes and said: "If you want to know how Emperor Yu cast Jiuding, let this kid go to Emperor Yu to take a few photos and come back?" You still need to guess here. ”

Zhou Lao pointed at Yang and scolded with a smile: "You old thing is easy to do, you are eating fast food, and you have lost the fun of figuring out the craftsmanship of the ancients." ”

Yang glanced at him and said, "Old guy, how old are you this year?" ”

"Seventy-one, what's wrong?" Zhou Lao didn't know why.

Yang snorted at a glance and said, "Seventy-three eighty-four, the king of Hades doesn't invite yourself, how much time do you think you have to study the skills of our ancestors?" ”

Zhou Lao was stunned for a moment, sighed, and stopped talking.

Yes, God really doesn't have much time left for them, and they can't afford to taste it carefully, they can only overdraw their lives now, and use the speed of a 100-meter sprint to rescue those national treasures that still have hope to be rescued, and the final result must be to fall on the way to sprint.

Alas...... this old thing speaks ugly, but it says everything in people's sore spots, which is irrefutable.

Tang Dou looked at the gray hair and wrinkles on the faces of the three old men, and his mood was not as excited as when he first came.

At this time, Qin Yanpei, who was looking through the photos, suddenly exclaimed, raised his head and looked at Tang Dou and asked, "Douzi, why do you only have one ding in these photos?" What about the other eight tripods? ”

Speaking of business, the three old men all looked at Tang Dou.

Tang Dou looked at Qin Yanpei and said very unsmokingly: "Grandpa, who told you that there must be nine Jiuding?" ”

"What? Is there only one Jiuding? The three old men shouted out in surprise at the same time.

Tang Dou smiled and nodded: "As far as I know, Jiuding is this one, and the mountains and rivers cast on the tripod represent Kyushu in China." But whether that's the case, I'll know when I go back to Dayu when I go to Dayu to cast the tripod. I think the name Jiuding should be derived from the gold of Dayu Jiumu, so it is called Jiuding. ”

Qin Yanpei frowned and nodded slightly: "It seems that there is some truth." ”

Yang nodded and said: "There was originally only one Jiuding, but it was also recorded in the history books, but it was later confused by Wu Zetian and Song Huizong's recasting of Jiuding. Now think about it carefully, it seems that the king of Chuzhuang and others have how heavy they are, and there is no record in the history books that they are asking which of the nine tripods, according to this inference, it seems that there should be only one of the nine tripods to explain. ”

Zhou Lao said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if Jiuding is one or nine, beans, you have to find a way to bury Jiuding quickly, and then tell us the location, and when we finish digging the poor mulberry, we will dig Jiuding immediately, and we must not let Jiuding lose again." ”

Tang Dou smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Master, Jiuding is now in my palace, and when I get back, I will arrange for someone to dig a big pit in the palace, or simply build an underground palace, and put the classics such as Jiuding and the destroyed poems, books, rituals and music of the former Qin Dynasty, as well as all the treasures I can collect in that dynasty, so that the three of you can dig it at once." ”

"Your palace?" Zhou Lao asked in surprise.

Tang Dou said embarrassedly to Zhou Lao: "Qin Shi Huang and his father gave me a palace, called Xianyang Palace, in Shanglin Garden, according to the location, Xianyang Palace should be the predecessor of Afang Palace." ”

"This stinky boy, who has pretended to be a ghost since ancient times, has deceived Afang Palace." Zhou Lao scolded, and the three old men burst into laughter, sweeping away the haze in their hearts brought by age just now.

After laughing, Yang glanced at Tang Dou and said: "You tell Qin Shihuang, that loser, to save all the books he burned and pit Confucianism for me, and I will ask you if there is one volume missing." ”

Qin Yanpei also added on the side: "Beans, those bamboo slips must be disposed of in advance before they are buried, otherwise when we dig them out, I am afraid they will all be rotten." ”

Tang Dou smiled: "I will be grandfather." ”

It may not be easy to deal with it too cumbersomely, but it is simple to do embalming, and then put it in a sealed stone room, and put a few pots of burning charcoal fire in the stone room to make a simple vacuum state, but this stone room must be built strong enough, otherwise I am afraid it will not be able to resist the erosion of thousands of years of mountain changes.

For these technical problems, Tang Dou doesn't need to be too nerve-wracking, some are professionals, just ask them.

The three old men were discussing the national treasures destroyed by Jiuding and Qianqin, when Tang Dou's mobile phone rang, and the three old men knew that Tang Dou's crossing here could not be known by outsiders, so they hurriedly bombarded Tang Dou back.

Tang Dou took out his mobile phone, glanced at the strange phone number on the caller ID of the mobile phone, smiled slightly, and told a few old men not to forget to eat breakfast.

Crossing back to the porcelain kiln, the strange call was still ringing, Tang Dou helplessly stretched out his hand to answer the phone: "Hello, I'm Tang Dou, who are you?" (To be continued.) )