The trip to Wuliang Mountain was very fruitful, and after returning to Beijing, the fat man changed hands on the gold and jade and got a lot of money. A few of us are happy and comfortable, and we have long forgotten about the pimple in the United States. After the beginning of spring, the big golden tooth hung up a phone call, saying that there was a VIP to introduce to us. I wondered, "We've been out of stock lately." You have a wide range of doors, why do you want to keep an eye on our little shop? "The big golden tooth hung up the phone after a few words, and repeatedly said that he would come to visit in a while, and let us keep some doors for him.

My second monk was confused, so I had to inform him of this in advance, and let the fat man and Shirley Yang get ready. The two expressed their disinterest. The fat man said, "This kid with the big golden tooth didn't make trouble for us once." I can say it in front, if he brings those messy people to the door again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite! -

The big gold tooth was punctual, and knocked on the door of the small courtyard in less than half an hour. The fat man insisted on giving them a dismount, and swaggered to open the door in slippers. Shirley Yang made a pot of tea, we waited left and right but no one entered the flower hall, Shirley Yang worried: "Is the fat man embarrassed others again?" ”

As soon as I was about to go out to have a look, I heard the fat man shout affectionately: "My relatives People's Liberation Army! It's kind of looking forward to you! -

Immediately afterward, a group of figures swept into the flower hall like a wind, a tall, fair-skinned woman in the crowd smiled and waved at us, and another oily-haired and powder-faced second ancestor symbolically said "hello". As soon as I saw these two, my brain immediately slapped up: the minions of US imperialism are really everywhere!

Shirley Yang didn't expect that the person who came would be Lin Fang, their sisters were very affectionate when they saw each other, and it seemed that they had long forgotten about Jiang Chengzhong's goodbye. I've always liked to break the casserole and ask the end, and I didn't say politely to her, and said bluntly: "Why did you leave in such a hurry?" ”

Xiao Wang Ba followed behind Lin Fang and replied for her with great vigour: "Of course it's an important thing. Do you care so much? What, you don't want to pay off your love debts? ”

Shirley Yang asked Lin Fang: "The matter of the Youshui Tomb has not been resolved?" ”

Lin Fang smiled: "I didn't think about it last time, and it was urgent, and I didn't have time to say hello to you." This time I came back mainly to apologize and reminisce. ”

According to what I know of them, these two people are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they must have other purposes when they come to Beijing, and it is by no means as simple as reminiscing about the past. Sure enough, without chatting for a few words, the conversation got to the point: Youshui Tomb.

The fat man was not dead to Lin Fang's thief, and when he heard that there was a follow-up to the last project, he immediately applauded. I have always disliked owing favors, and after listening to them explain the purpose of this trip, I nodded and replied: "This matter has already been decided, since you have come to invite, I will naturally not refuse." But I hope that you will not hide the situation and explain the matter truthfully. ”

Lin Fang explained that she didn't say goodbye that day because there was a mistake in the intelligence network, and the information about the submarine tomb flowed to the market, and she had to rush back to the base in time to stabilize the overall situation. I was skeptical of this set of official statements, and I always felt that she had something unsavory to hide from us from the Wang family. But the attitude of the people is sincere, and a few of us do have the grace to save lives, and it is really inappropriate to refuse them now. I asked her to take out the materials of the Youshui Tomb, and a table of people did some analysis. I talked to Shirley Young about shopping for some essentials before hitting the road. Who knew that Lin Fang replied decisively: "We have prepared all the equipment. There is also a team at the border at any time. If you wish, you can enter Xiangxi with us as a foreign expert. ”

Shirley Yang and I declined her offer and insisted on going on our own. I encouraged the fat man to be with Lin Fang and enjoy the treatment of experts. He was not polite to others, and promised to go with Lin Fang. In this way, our troops divided into two routes, and set out from Beijing in the afternoon of the same day, marching towards the legendary Youshui Tomb.

On the way to Youshui, I did some homework and compared the information collected by Lin Fang, and found that there were indeed many doubts about the description of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the most famous of which was the story of the 30,000 ironclad excavation of the emperor's tomb by Xiang Yu in Western Chu. According to historical records, after Xiang Yu defeated the main force of the Qin army in Julu, he led the main force into the main pass. It's a pity that this arrogant overlord of Western Chu didn't understand the importance of the people's will at all, and indulged his subordinates to carry out a bloody baptism in Xianyang, killing children and infants, and burning the Qin Palace, which disappointed the people. One of the most lacking virtues is the excavation of the tomb of the first emperor. On this point, his old opponent Liu Bang did a very good job, the people insisted on taking the grassroots line, did not move the people to a stitch and a thread, and also set up a tomb for the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang - 20 families, which fundamentally won the support of the masses.

However, digging up the imperial tomb is understandable from a strategic point of view, after all, the war is fought with manpower, material resources, and financial resources, and it is difficult to move an inch without silver.

It's a pity that the facts have proved that the overlord of Chu can fight, but it is really not possible to rob tombs, he lacks both professional knowledge and practical experience, and the 30,000 army has been digging for half a month, and he has not even found a coffin board. Xiang Yu went to the construction site every once in a while to inspect the progress of the excavation, and returned in vain, and finally he couldn't hold it back, and personally carried a shovel into battle, saying that he would first cut off the Ying's landline. It should also be that he was born with divine power in Xichu, and that shovel actually opened the entrance of the underground palace, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a colorful golden dragon jumped into the air from the crack in the ground, and soon disappeared without a trace. By the time everyone came to their senses, the cracks on the ground were long gone. Later, it was rumored that the golden dragon was transformed by the soul of Yingzheng after his death, because he was vented by someone, so he asked his life to find a new cave for the dragon. As the most prestigious imperial tomb in Chinese history, although a large number of precious cultural relics including terracotta warriors and horses have been unearthed in the following thousands of years, there has been no definite conclusion about the true body of Qin Shi Huang. Thinking that this trip to Xiangxi is likely to reveal this ancient mystery, there is always an indescribable excitement in my heart.

Shirley Yang analyzed: "The ancestors of the Qin people regarded themselves as 'Phoenix Bird Clan', and their birthplace was in Poor Sang, which is now Shandong. The capital of Qin is Xianyang, which has been known as the 'Dragon Township' since ancient times. Assuming that Qin Shi Huang's body is not in the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum in Xianyang, then the most likely location of the Second Mausoleum should not be a remote place like Xiangxi, but a return to the origin and return to the ancestral fiefdom. I have always begged to agree with the research report sent by Lin Fang. Because the evidence that can be produced is too weak, it is obviously not rigorous enough to conclude that Lishan is an empty tomb based on a nameless and unnamed clothed tomb. ”

I said, "I wanted to ask this question when I was in Beijing, what's the use of you mentioning this matter now, we're all about to get to Youshui." ”

"No, the existence of the submarine tomb is already a fact, no matter how we deny it, it is still a fact. I mean, it's better to look at the problem in a different way, for example, those experts may have been misled by the information conveyed by the tomb and misunderstood the relationship between the Youshui Tomb and Qin Shi Huang. Although we can't refute all their inferences, it would be too heavy to say that Yingzheng's true body is hidden in the Youshui Tomb. First, it is inconsistent with the historical records; second, it does not conform to the ancient system; Three to ......-

"Thirdly, all the information was provided by Lin Fang, and we did not see any of the original archives or related cultural relics. Her expert conclusions alone are hardly convincing. This is also the most uneasy doubt I have been with for a long time, Shirley Yang nodded, and then said, "Archaeology is not our specialty, this time we went to Xiangxi completely to repay her favor, and besides, she has a large number of soldiers, and we are better to keep a low profile in everything." Speaking of this, she suddenly paused and lowered her voice, "It's impossible for the people of the Wang family not to understand such a simple truth." Wang Puyuan, an old fox, you and I have been in contact with him, and he is by no means a vegetarian, I suspect that he may have other purposes for letting Wang Qingzheng follow us. ”

I pondered what she said and found it to make sense. Although Lin Fang has always emphasized that this operation was arranged in order to catch the spies, it was too hurried, and she pulled us over almost non-stop, is there anything else we don't know about that she deliberately concealed?

I comforted Shirley Young and said, "No matter what she's hiding, she'll know when the Youshui Tomb is dug up." Don't forget, I've already planted Commissioner Wang Kaixuan in the heart of the enemy. 一qiē mastery. Shirley Yang smiled after hearing this, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The first stop after we arrived in Xiangxi is the Qingshui River, known as the Han Valley, this beautiful town in ancient times is an important post station on the southwest official road, the Qingshui River is connected with Youshui, connected to Guizhou, down to Hunan, every day there are dozens of merchant ships to gather here to load and disembark. After the driver's eldest brother sent the three of us to Chadong Town, he didn't ask anything, and consciously left the local area with the convoy.

As soon as we arrived in the town, we were immediately fascinated, the narrow and quaint streets were full of ethnic minority compatriots, and the local products displayed along the streets were even more dazzling. The three of us who were one of the few Han Chinese were a little abrupt in the crowd, and a few enthusiastic and bold Tujia girls even took the initiative to sell handicrafts to us. Wang Qingzheng seemed to be the first time to come to such a place with national characteristics, and the whole person was stupid, and he felt new when he saw everything, and he had already bought a large bag of souvenirs after walking half a street.

Shirley Yang Jianyì first found a hotel to stay in, and then went back to inquire about the fat man's news. We have looked for several B&Bs, and all of them said that there are no vacant rooms. Wang Qingzheng stood on the street with a large bag and a small bag, and said depressedly: "Didn't you say that the traffic was blocked? How can there be people everywhere, and you can't even find a place to live. ”

I went into a small restaurant called Shunfeng Inn to inquire about the situation, and there was an old shopkeeper standing on the counter, dressed in traditional Tujia costumes and holding a smoking gun. Before I could speak, the old man waved his hand and said in Chinese with a local accent: "There is no room, it has been too lively lately." I said, "It doesn't matter if you live or not, you have to eat." The old man nodded and said, "There is always something to eat, but it is all coarse grains." ”

We found a four-corner table in the lobby and sat down, and the old man quickly set us up with water and wine and brown rice pots.

Shirley Yang asked him, "Old man, why are you the only one in the store?" ”