"Could it be that our family moved from Weiyang to Guanwai?"

"No, our ancestors are from Longxi. Later, he went to Saibei, and then went to Guanwai, Wei Yang was in the south, and he had nothing to do with the ancestors. Listening to the adults, even Xiucai couldn't figure out whether there was a place for Wei Yang at that time, where Wei Yang was, and he couldn't even figure out how to write these two words.

"When I was a child, I remembered a few sentences in the crazy words of my ancestors - 'The feet are waving the sword dog, and the head is in Weiyang City.'" Wei Yang settles down, and wants to go quickly'. ”

"It rhymes, not like an illiterate."

"Yes, and what is even more strange is that I heard that the old ancestor had been paralyzed in bed for a long time before he died, but that day he suddenly got up from the hospital bed, and his cloak was about to go out.

The children and grandchildren stopped him and asked him where he was going. He said, "Bring a brush and an inkstone."

Although they knew that he could not write, their children did not dare to slack off. At that time, your grandfather was in a private school, and he had pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, so they hurriedly ran to get it and put it on the table. The old ancestor propped up the table with one hand, picked up the pen with the other, and dipped it into the inkstone. Then he picked up his pen and drew three words—"

"It's 'Weiyang City', right?" Wen Mushan said.

Wen Tongyang looked at his son and seemed a little surprised, but he still nodded.

"Yes, these characters are very difficult to write, and I don't know how a crazy blind person can suddenly learn to write before he dies."

"And then?"

Then he threw down his pen and said, "I have left a way back for you." With that, he lay back into bed, and died that night.

"This is not the strangest, what is even stranger is that the family went to Xiucai and showed Xiucai these two words. Xiucai naturally didn't know where this place was, he ran to the county seat with the words, and found a well-informed pedant to ask, the pedant flipped through the book for a long time, shook his head and said, there is no such city in our country. ”

"I know, because before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Weiyang was still called Kuiyang."

"Yes, that's why I followed the troops south, and as soon as I heard that the place in front of me sounded like Wei Yang, suddenly a thought popped up in my heart - I have to stay here, listen to my ancestors, and settle here."

"So you stayed."

"Yes. In order to stay, I also deliberately made a mistake and injured half of my arm, or the troops would not let me go. ”

"Ah......" Wen Mushan was stunned. In his eyes, his father has always been a dead person, but he didn't expect him to be willing to break one of his arms for an illusory reason.

"Later, did you find anything in Weiyang?"

"No, not yet, but I don't regret it. The ancestor was right, Kui Yang eventually became Wei Yang. Wen Tongyang looked at his empty sleeve and said with a smile.

When Wen Tingxu was seven years old, Wen Mushan told him the story told by his father. At that time, Wen Tongyang had already passed away and was buried at the feet of Kui Mountain.

This is the story of Wen Tongyang, and the next thing to talk about is the story of Wen Mushan.

……

Wen Mushan's temperament inherits from his father and his son, and their family is a strange person.

If Wen Tongyang's eccentricity is persistence, recklessness, and courage to break into the enemy camp, and he can retreat after a rain of bullets and bullets, then Wen Mushan's eccentricity also has a persistent aspect, but he, like his son, is smart-minded, tall and arrogant.

Although his father is illiterate, Wen Mushan has been surprisingly good at learning since he was a child, especially when he reads books, he has a kind of ability to never forget. He likes literature rather than reason, and in the liberal arts, he likes to study evidence.

In the year of the resumption of the college entrance examination, he applied for the archaeology department of a university in Beijing from the factory, and after graduation, he took the initiative to return to Qiling Province to work at the Qiling Provincial Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology.

Wen Mushan is a peculiar existence in the research institute, he doesn't like to socialize with people, and he has clear principles of doing things, one is one, and two is two.

Although archaeology is an academic study, academic disputes are not much more than the fighting civilization between vegetable sellers in the vegetable market.

At first, Wen Mushan didn't show anything. The literati are light, everyone is busy with their own things, Wen Mushan is immersed in learning, does not fight for power or profit, and naturally has few entanglements with others.

But such days could not last long, and a few years later, there was an entanglement in the archaeological institute, and Wen Mushan was inadvertently involved.

The entanglement comes from the dating of an ancient tomb in Weiyang.

This ancient tomb is located at the northern foot of Kui Mountain, it may be a long time ago, the sealed soil has long been razed to the ground, and there are pieces of broken monuments and broken porcelain tiles in the surrounding grass. Not long ago, nearby villagers reported that the ancient tomb had been stolen.

Unfortunately, due to the severity of the damage, these remnants have long been so diffuse that they are no longer legible.

But judging by the size of the residue, it should have been a large place back then.

After preliminary exploration, it was found that there were two robbery holes on the tomb, one of which looked to be hundreds of years old, but the other was new.

Because of the discovery of the robbery hole, the research institute decided to carry out a rescue excavation of the tomb. Soon, the tomb was unveiled.

As expected, the tomb was large and mouth-shaped, but the center was clearly rounded and convex, and the burial chamber was empty, with only the bones of a man remaining, and there were no burial goods or frescoes, not even a coffin, let alone an epitaph.

In the empty tomb, there is a skeleton lying on it, which looks very strange indeed—what age is this tomb, and what kind of person is buried in the tomb?

The old director of the archaeological institute at that time was surnamed Xue, and he was about to retire at the end of his age. The two deputy directors, one surnamed Zhuang and the other surnamed Kang, are about the same age, education and qualifications, and they are in the prime of life, and they are all staring at the position of the director.

Normally, before the retirement of the main job, the successor has already been chosen. But Director Zhuang and Director Kang are too similar, the number of papers they have published, the research group they have led, the awards they have received and the academic achievements they have obtained are not too similar.

This poses a big problem to the higher-level units, there is only one pit in the main position, and it always takes some reasons to promote one or not to promote the other, but this reason is too difficult to find.

Zhuang and Kang actually had private activities, and later the superiors said, simply do an evaluation, whoever gets more votes will be on it.

Director Xue took out the list of regular employees in the institute, and counted it to be an odd number, just right, and there would definitely not be a situation where the two of them were the same height. The problem of the superiors is finally about to be solved.

On the day of the evaluation, the superiors first made some mobilization, and the two deputy directors also took the stage to speak, which was nothing more than how to listen to the words of the leaders, how to lead the whole institute to improve the academic level, and how to seek benefits for everyone after they were promoted in the future.

After the speech, the voting session begins, and after the voting, the votes are called.