"Look at this, dressed in a dragon robe, with a jade belt around his waist, an amber crown on his head, and a string of amber prayer beads around his neck......"

A group of editors in the editor-in-chief's office gathered around the desk of the editor-in-chief, Jiang Hai.

Jiang Shan twisted his eyebrows and stared at the dried corpse in the photo with narrow eyes...... A string of beads around the neck.

"Look here," one pointed to a photo on the table, "and that's when the tomb robbers saw this, they were so frightened that they ran out to find the police." ”

Halfway through the finalization of the Oriental Metropolis Daily, a gay man with a canvas bag on his shoulder came in.

Before he could sit down on his ass, he stood up again in a hurry.

I have to show the results of this business trip to everyone.

Zeng Yi, thirty years old, achieved nothing.

It's just one thing away from housing.

He is a new reporter for the expansion of the newspaper's editor-in-chief.

The young man is diligent in his legs and feet, and his brain can keep up.

At present, he is an expatriate correspondent for the newspaper, and his main focus is that where there is injustice, there is his news gatherer.

At this meeting, Zeng Yi pointed to a photo provided by the archaeological team.

The photo shows the first scene after the lid of the coffin is opened.

A dried corpse dressed in a dragon robe, twisted in a strange lying position.

"According to the comrades of the archaeological team, as long as they see the tomb owner in this pose, even if he is not wearing a dragon robe, he can be concluded that he is a member of the royal family."

"Thank you," Zeng Yi took a cup of hot water handed by Cai Wensheng: "It's a pity that I didn't see it when I came late, but when the tomb robbers saw it, they were so scared that they crawled out." ”

Nowadays in the mainland, as long as you can see antiques, they are real.

It's not going to be fake, because it really can't be sold.

There are even fewer tomb robbers, and even those who have the heart of thieves go for gold.

Even jade artifacts are not rare to look at, let alone jars.

During the break-off period, there was no market for antiques.

The tomb robbery industry also withered.

Everything is being re-incubated.

"Oh," Rong Bin looked at the photo with disgust: "Why is this posture so awkward." ”

Jiang Hai pulled the photo on the table: "So much gold, still wearing a dragon robe, whose grave has been dug this time?" ”

The finalized editor Ning Hua, one photo at a time: "It's so beautiful, these are all girls." ”

"This one is a phoenix crown, and that one is a phoenix hairpin," a reporter said: "The tomb found in Nancheng County has no robbery hole, and the treasure ...... will be seen when the museum opens."

At the end of 1979, several villagers in Nancheng County, Jiangxi Province, met in the middle of the night to touch the grave.

After knocking on the lid of the coffin, he was frightened by the master's difficult movements.

grabbed a handful of hard goods and ran.

ran this and went straight to the police station.

They unanimously decided that this important finding must be reported to the Government.

Soon, the JX Provincial Cultural Relics and Archaeology Team launched the excavation of cultural relics in this ancient tomb.

They found that the coffins of one king, two concubines and three people in the tomb were very well preserved.

Except for the lid of the coffin, which was split open by the villagers, nothing else was moved.

The burial goods in the coffin are more watery than the other.

From the dragon robe to the crown, the same is more transgressive than the same.

Hundreds of pieces of gold and jade dazzled the archaeological team members.

The incident was not published until 1980, when the tomb of Zhu Yijun, the best-preserved Ming Dynasty vassal king, was discovered.

"I'll show you the most amazing treasure of the experts of the archaeological team," Zeng Yi's tired eyes were excited: "It is said that this discovery has never appeared in the royal tombs of the Ming Dynasty before." ”

He picked out one of the piles of photos on the table.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"This is ......" Cai Wensheng's eyes widened vigorously: "The baby you said?" ”

Zeng Yi nodded: "I didn't understand it at the time. ”

Not only him, but everyone present said that they could not understand.

How can a mediocre piece of yellow paper become a treasure.

"The comrades of the archaeological team explained to me that this piece of cotton paper, which had turned yellow, was originally placed in a brocade bag." Zeng reporter said:

"It is the personal belongings of the concubine Li in the tomb. This piece of paper, which is more than half a meter long and wide, is called: Lu Yin.

Write Lee's name and date of birth. ”

"I didn't write anything important," Rong Bin said strangely, "Why does this concubine have to be kept close to her?" ”

"I thought it was strange at the time, but the expert just laughed and didn't say anything."

"He didn't dare to tell you," Jiang Shan said, "This thing is superstition after all." ”

Rong Bin turned his face to look at Jiang Shan: "Do you know what this is for?" ”

Jiang Shan: "This thing is called Lu Yin." ”

Editors-in-Chief: "We already know. ”

"Then I'll say something you don't know," Jiang Shan didn't believe it: "During the Ming Dynasty, there was a rule: All comrades who want to go far must go to the yamen to apply for a pass, and this pass is called Lu Yin." ”

Jiang Hai understood it at one point: "It's our letter of introduction." ”

Jiang Shan nodded: "There was a legend in that era, as long as you take the road to the burial, you can ensure that the Huangquan Road is smooth all the way, and there are no ghosts to rob you." ”

"Oh, I understand," Rong Bin thought for a while: "No, why is this letter of introduction only for the concubine, the king?" ”

"Where is the king's?" Jiang Shan picked up a photo on the table: "Do you know what it's called?" ”

"What is this?" Cai Wensheng looked at the photo and felt that this was a bit of a treasure.

I saw that the surface of the coffin plate on the photo was carved with seven round holes, which were connected by gold and silver threads, in the shape of the Big Dipper.

Jiang Shan pointed to the seven stars: "Everyone must know this figure, right?" ”

"Big Dipper Seven Star Array."

The editors who are familiar with the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" are accustomed to using this title.

Jiang Hai: "What does the Big Dipper have to do with Lu Yin?" ”

Zeng Yi: "Yes, what's the relationship between these two?" ”

"Look at this sleeping posture in a dragon robe again," Jiang Shan put two photos together:

"He is actually twisted in the posture of the Big Dipper, which is not something that ordinary people can twist if they want to.

If you don't enter the royal door, you don't want to pose like this. ”

Jiang Hai suddenly asked: "Why did you get involved with the Big Dipper?" ”

"The Big Dipper Star King has a ghost official who said that the Big Dipper is placed in the coffin. It is the living who are praying for the star monarch to guide the deceased to bliss and peace all the way, which are recorded in historical materials. ”

Cai Wensheng: "There are still these in the historical data? ”

"Not only that, but the writing is more subtle than what I said, in fact, this custom is also a common thing in ancient folk," Jiang Shan said: "Have you ever heard the older generation say such a sentence: leave some money for yourself?" ”

"I've heard that."

"It's just a precautionary measure."

"In the new society, it is true that we must take precautions," Jiang Shan smiled: "But in the past, it was not, but this is what it meant." ”

The big guy looked at the place where Jiang Shan pointed his fingers: "It's the Big Dipper again?" ”

"The Big Dipper gold and silver line can only be inlaid in the coffin by the royal family, and ordinary people are mostly arranged in the shape of seven stars with copper coins.

"Oh!"

"That's what it means."

"Sounds like fun."

"Forget it, everyone," Jiang Shan reminded: "When you get out of this house, don't talk about it!" ”

Cai Wensheng: "I still need you to remind you." ”

"I'll tell you early tomorrow morning," Rong Bin likes to joke with Jiang Shan the most: "Unless you give me a few more concert tickets." ”

Jiang Hai: "Everyone has already issued three tickets. ”

"What's the right for three? My subject's sister wanted to see it too. ”

"Your target's sister, we can't take care of it," Editor-in-Chief Jiang didn't even have a target.

"I didn't ask you again,"

After speaking, Rong Bin and Ning Hua raised their hands on Jiang Shan: "Section Chief Jiang, don't hand it over quickly." ”

Recently, for concert tickets, Jiangshan has been surrounded by people.

"Hey, hey, where are you putting your hand, comrade......"

Looking at the rich cultural life in the office, Zeng Yi suddenly didn't want to run out: "You usually hold meetings like this? ”

"How is it possible," Cai Wensheng smiled: "Recently, it's all about the concert." ”

"I said yes," Zeng Yi retracted his gaze and returned to the topic: "Editor-in-chief Jiang, can you give more space to the news of the Ming tomb excavation report for this interview?" I'd like to add a few more pictures. ”

"Yes,"

Jiang Hai felt that there was no problem: "This kind of interview report is not worthy of a point map, it is really not interesting." ”

"That's right, Jiangshan," Jiang Hai suddenly came up with an idea:

"Xu Bangda's article "Xu Xi's "Falling Ink" Painting Temptation" article should not be posted first, and an art editor will be sent to the Pujiang Museum tomorrow to take a ...... So what's the painting? ”

Jiang Shan hurriedly reminded: "Snow Bamboo Picture." ”

"Yes, take a photo of "Snow Bamboo Picture" and come back, and wait for the day after tomorrow to send it with the text and picture."

"The day after tomorrow is Sunday," Rong Bin reminded, "When the time comes, it will simply be published on the weekend expansion with the tomb of the Ming Dynasty vassal king of Zeng Reporter." ”

Jiang Hai thought for a while: "Xiao Zeng, are you too late to write?" ”

Zeng Yi nodded vigorously: "I won't do anything tomorrow, just write a manuscript in the newspaper." ”

"That's fine."

"Editor-in-chief," Jiang Shan raised his hand and said, "I have a question?" ”

"Say."

"See if you can do that," Jiang Shan said:

"In order to enrich the cultural life of the people and increase the historical knowledge of the masses, our newspaper has simply set up a new column, which is called ...... 'National Treasure'."

"A national treasure?" Jiang Hai took the case: "Good column! ”

As far as he knows, there are no columns of this type on the market at the moment.

"National treasure," Zeng Yi thought about it repeatedly: "Section Chief Jiang's column is well-named. ”

"Oops," Cai Wensheng couldn't help laughing: "I was worried about trouble and wanted to press this article, but now it's okay, not only did I not stop it, but I also made a grand debut." ”

"Now we have a good show in Oriental Metropolis Daily again," Editor-in-Chief Rong also laughed: "I really want to see how that Curator Xie will react now." ”

"I don't know what his reaction is," Jiang Hai said with confidence, "but I am sure of one thing. ”

Rong Bin: "What? ”

"After this article is published in the newspaper, the tickets for the Pujiang Museum will definitely go away."

This is also Comrade Jiang Shan's current thinking.

He only wanted to promote the Dunhuang murals, Mawangdui, the Terracotta Warriors, and the tomb of Marquis Zeng...... these museums.

Starting from the historical significance of cultural relics excavation, the analysis of cultural relics has not yet reached the time to start.

I have to wait until I have a few handy items before starting the project.

"That's right," Cai Wensheng remembered:

"A few years ago, the Ministry of Culture didn't follow suit, let us vigorously cooperate with the publicity work of museums around the world!"

In 1973, the State Administration of Cultural Heritage was established, and then a vigorous international tour of "Chinese Unearthed Cultural Relics" was launched.

Everywhere you go, you're welcomed.

However, every time this "cultural relics diplomacy" arrives in a city, it has to subsidize the high operating expenses of more than 300,000 yuan.

After the reopening in 1979, the Cultural Relics Bureau slapped the table: this kind of loss-making business should not be done.

So he released the wind of words: Whoever sends out the invitation again in the future will pay the money first.

In the second half of 1979, in order to develop the museum industry, the state promulgated the "Regulations on the Work of Museums".

It was announced that museums would raise funds to better collect cultural relics and specimens by holding exhibitions and other means......

To put it bluntly, this regulation is one sentence: cherish each other!

As a result, in addition to the museums with the prefix of the national character, the museums of other provinces and cities are left to the provinces and cities themselves.

Since the collection in the museum is no better than other objects, the Ministry of Culture of various provinces and cities will not let go.

But they didn't want to pay for it, so they asked the newspapers and magazines in their own jurisdiction to promote it.

To activate the market, drive the activity of funds.

Rong Bin: "In this way, our newspaper is also supporting the work of the superiors." ”

Jiang Shan: "That's necessary." ”

Jiang Hai: "When did our newspaper not support the work of our superiors?" ”

"It's all up to the market reaction on Sunday,"

At this time, Jiang Hai took out a photo: "After the scar literature is up, the scar art is here again, but I'm worried about the effect of this photo being published, Lao Cai, are you sure?" ”

This art photo was suggested by Editor-in-Chief Cai.

The big guy sticks his head out and looks.

Zeng Yi: "Why is it so colorful?" ”

Rong Bin: "This is a painting?" ”

Ning Hua: "It's definitely going to be a blur." "After all, the newspaper printing pixels are here.

Jiang Shan: "...... Well? "Isn't this Luo Zhongli's "Father"!

In 1980, Luo Zhongli followed the advice of experts and replaced a cigarette that his "father" had clamped on his ear for a ballpoint pen.

Finally, his "hyperrealist" painting "Father" won the first prize of "National Youth Art" with the creative concept of farmers in the new era.

"I also know that it will be confused," Editor-in-Chief Cai considered this question: "But I still want to publish it, after all, this article is just a painting, if there is no picture......"

"That's okay, it's up to you," Jiang Hai nodded: "When the time comes, let the master tone up this photo a little." ”

"Okay, leader."

"Leader," Cai Wensheng reminded, "the ...... of our supplement"

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten," Jiang Hai opened the drawer and took out a manuscript: "There is a little short story here, I have already read it, you can also take a look." ”

Those who have seen it remain still, and those who have not seen it will be on it together.

"Spirit and Flesh" Rong Bin was first conquered by the name: "Section Chief Jiang, this name is more powerful than yours!" ”

Jiang Shan looked at the manuscript in front of him with his mouth half open: "It's so energetic." ”

Suddenly, a wonderful greeting sounded in my ears: Do you want a wife?

At the beginning of 1980, Zhang Xianliang, who had completed 22 years of labor reform, joined Ningxia's Shuofang magazine as an editor.

At the beginning of the year, after interviewing a couple of farm technicians, Zhang Xianliang decided to create a story based on this pair of returned overseas Chinese from Brazil and West that night.

In only two days and two nights, he completed a short story of "Spirit and Flesh".

"Editor Cai," Jiang Shan grabbed Cai Wensheng: "Where did you get this?" ”

(End of chapter)