"The demise of the Ming Dynasty was attributed to many reasons, such as the Xiaoice River period, and the crops were not harvested..."

"Natural and man-made disasters are frequent, and the change of dynasty has become an established fact..."

"But there are still people who sacrifice their lives to "turn the tide and help the building to fall"..."

"Li Dingguo has traveled thousands of miles, and he has become a famous king twice!"

Chu Ang's face was complicated, "There is Yan Yingyuan in Jiangyin, 100,000 soldiers and civilians guarding the lonely city, three kings and eighteen generals of the Qing army, 75,000 people died, when the city was broken, none of the righteous people surrendered, and the survivors were only fifty-three old and young!" ”

"The History of the Ming Dynasty and the Manuscript of the History of the Qing Dynasty do not mention Yan Yingyuan and the people of Jiangyin who swore to the death against the Qing Dynasty, he and Zhu Zhiyu have a similar fate, neither of them has entered the officially designated official career, and it seems that they have become forgotten by history..."

"But the ethics they abide by are worth learning from and respecting!"

Listening to Chu Ang's explanation, everyone shook their heads, feeling sorry for these sages and scholars.

"What is this?"

At this time, the old man who cleaned the tomb seemed to have dug something, and he followed the example of Professor Zhao Chengjin and carefully cleaned up the surrounding soil layer.

After a while, an extraordinary bronze object came into view.

This bronze ware is open and necked, the ears are symmetrical, the abdomen of the micro-drum is a stable circle foot, the front of the ears each has an angry and violent gluttony, the ears are equipped with two symmetrical animal heads, the two sides of the beast head are several groups of looking back and looking forward to the beast, the wide mouth is short, there are ridges, the ornamentation is gorgeous, but not complicated, the shape is majestic, solemn and elegant and generous.

Zhao Chengjin walked over, with a shocked face, "It's bronze!" ”

"What bronze? How does it look like this? ”

"It's the first time I've seen bronze here!"

The surrounding police were amazed.

Zhao Chengjin took it in his hand, looked left and right, and was surprised, "The belly of this bronze vessel is a diamond-shaped grid composed of cloud and thunder patterns, a typical bronze of the Western Zhou Dynasty..."

"I think I've seen a baby like this somewhere..."

As he spoke, Zhao Chengjin patted his head in distress, obviously looking familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Chu Ang walked over and recognized it at a glance, "This is the bronze gui (gui)..."

Izumiko was stunned. "Ghosts?"

Chu Ang explained, "It's not a ghost, it's a kind of utensil, and the ritual utensils used by the pre-Qin nobles for funerals are generally matched with the Ding..."

"In the bronze, the tripod and the gui are the most precious, because in the pre-Qin era, it was used by the nobles, the Son of Heaven used nine tripods with eight tripods, the princes used seven tripods with six tripods, the Qing used five tripods with four tripods, and the doctor could only enjoy three tripods and two tripods or one tripod!"

"In the previous New York Asia Art Week Sothehow Heavy Pound Bronze Sale, a bronze statue from the Zhao Dynasty of the Western Zhou Dynasty was auctioned for 1.084 million US dollars..."

As he spoke, Chu Ang reached out and touched the bronze gui.

The next second, information emerges.

【Object: Bronze Jargon】

[Material: Bronze]

[Production time: Western Zhou]

[Market value: 10 million yuan]

Seeing the system display, Chu Ang nodded, "Genuine, good baby..."

As the hole was cleared, more and more treasures were dug up.

Qing Dynasty porcelain bowl!

The glass cup in the Xuande period!

Exquisite blue and white porcelain of the Song Dynasty!

One piece is more precious than the other, and it is hard to imagine that this is a treasure that appears in the mound of clothes.

“……”

Chu Ang's brows furrowed deeply, and he felt that this scene was familiar.

As the cave expanded, a dead body appeared at the entrance of the cave in front of it.

"Who is this?"

"The gentleman?"

"Impossible, Mr. Zhu is buried in Dongying, this is a clothed mound!"

"This is a tomb robber?"

"It's hard to say..."

Several police officers speculated.

The old man examined the clothes next to the dead body, and found that the Bible found only two notebooks except rust and dirt, and a few iron lumps for some reason.

The old man picked up an iron lump, cleaned the rust around him, and played with it twice, but he didn't recognize what it was.

"Yo... And it's smoking! ”

As he spoke, the old man handed the iron pimple to Chu Ang.

Chu Ang picked it up and took a look, and directly started to test.

The next second, information emerges.

[Item: Yingji grenade bullet]

[Material: Iron, gunpowder]

[Production time: 1940]

Seeing that the grenade was still smoking, Chu Ang's face changed greatly.

"Woohoo!" the dog barked uneasily, as if sensing the danger.

"How?" The old man rubbed his hands, and he looked like he was asking for merit and reward. "It's another treasure, thanks to me..."

"I thank you whole family!" Chu Ang scolded angrily, and then threw the smoking grenade in his hand with lightning speed.

"Get down!" Chu Ang shouted in a loud voice,

“……”

Everyone didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly lay on the ground.

"Bang!"

The deafening explosion was accompanied by a blinding burst of fire,

Chu Ang slowly opened his eyes, only to see a mess on the ground.

"That thing turned out to be a grenade!"

"Lie down, grenade bombs!"

"Brother Chu should have thrown it out in advance, if this explodes directly, we'll all be done!"

Several policemen stood up in disgrace.

Guan Zhen's eyes were quick, and he quickly cleared out the few remaining iron bumps in the thief cave.

“……”

Chu Ang came to Liu Yun's side, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay..."Liu Yun shook her head.

Hearing this, Chu Ang breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zhao Chengjin looked at the old man with an unkind face.

"I—" The old man was also taken aback, and quickly explained, "I don't know... I didn't know it was a grenade bullet! ”

"Hmph..."Zhao Chengjin snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything.

"Who the hell is this..."Liu Yun looked at Chu Ang, "Even grenade bullets!" ”

Chu Ang's eyes flickered, and he squatted down and picked up two notebooks on the ground, one of which was a hand-copied version of the Bible, which had nothing to read, and the other was like a diary.

"This place is the treasure of China, and the people of the younger generations must not let this flow into the hands of the Japanese Bandits!"

As soon as he opened the cover, the blood-colored handwriting on the notebook pierced Chu Ang's pupils like a sharp knife.

"The Japanese are about to be defeated, and they are trying to transport three batches of national treasures back to China, one of which is going to the Northeast, and we have contacted the brothers of the Anti-Japanese Federation..."

"The second batch was intercepted by me, but I knew that my fate would not be long, so I put the baby in Zhu Ziyu's clothed mound..."

"Zhu Ziyu is known as a saint in Dongying, and this place is also the safest place!"

Seeing the contents of the diary, Chu Ang was shocked, no wonder he felt that everything that happened here seemed familiar.

How similar this scene is to the Northeast cauldron in the previous National Treasure case!

"If there are future generations, know what I know, see what I see, please tell my friend Chu Jialiang!"

"I have finished the good fight, I have finished the way I ought to go, I have kept the way I ought to keep..."

"Please be sure to protect the third batch of national treasures!"

Chu Ang's pupils shrank.

Chu Jialiang, grandfather... The third batch of national treasures!

Is this the treasure that Gao Jinyang never forgets?

(End of chapter)