The leaders worked hard to keep their faces straight, for fear of showing smug expressions.

The subordinates in the back really couldn't hold back, and there were many discussions, and gradually, the sound became louder and louder, like stabbing over dozens of parrot cages.

"The statue of the Empress Dowager Chengtian is also a birthday gift from Liao Shengzong, this is an inappropriate national treasure?"

"With a little confidence, remove all the words in front of the word 'of'!"

"What if and the first piece ...... Skull comparison, which one is more valuable? ”

"There is no way to compare: from the perspective of the historical process, Wanyan Aguta is the founding emperor, and he must have more influence, but from the perspective of cultural relics, the first one should not appear, so it will not be exhibited, let alone reported......"

"It doesn't matter, it's enough to have a statue, if you compare it further, compared with the Great Song Dynasty cane axe in Qinglong Mountain, the historical significance may be worse, but the artistic value is not low at all......"

"It is estimated that it will be a little higher, and there is absolutely no problem in building a museum on the spot!"

"So even if the value of the last three items is not very high, there is no need to regret it!"

"I also feel that it may not be too high, and the statue of Empress Dowager Xiao should come to an end."

"Not necessarily, if you say five, you must be five, and if you say that it is a national treasure, it must be all national treasures...... Anyway, it's definitely not bad! ”

"Who said that?"

This one tilted his chin in the direction of Li Ding'an, and the question suddenly stopped squeaking.

At a glance again, Li Dingan didn't move, as if he was in a daze.

Lu Benzhi followed his gaze and looked: "Don't be stupid, it's just a bottle statue, and it's not alive?" ”

"What am I stupid?"

Li Ding'an sighed slowly: "I think: Qinglong Mountain has dug up four pieces, and here two more pieces have been dug up, and the remaining three pieces are estimated to be ...... Do the math, this is already nine imperial treasures, and spanning the Song, Liao, and Jin dynasties...... Lu Yuan, who do you think did it? ”

Lu Benzhi thought for a while: "Who else can there be?" Yang Lian Zhenjia specializes in bad feng shui of each dynasty, cutting the dragon veins of each dynasty, and the two large arrays are built by the Yuan people to attract dragon qi, and the only one who steals the treasure can be him...... Maybe he's the one who set up the formation! ”

That's right!

So, how many imperial tombs did this guy dig and how many imperial treasures did he steal?

If you add the concubines, kings, officials, and the rich, and don't dig thousands of graves, I'm afraid there are seven or eight hundred.

This thief monk is simply lacking in virtue and has arrived home?

scolded secretly, and there was a "boom" outside the cabin.

Following the sound, a puff of dust and smoke came out from the west.

Li Dingan was shocked: "What's the matter?" ”

"Oh, Cheng Ming reported just now that the terrain in the west is a bit complicated, and two sections of rammed earth walls need to be removed...... I guess it didn't work, and the wall collapsed halfway through......"

"Just a wall?"

"Don't worry, if there is an accident, Cheng Ming will definitely report it!"

After listening to it for a while, it seemed that there was no movement, and Li Dingan breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay if the wall collapses, and people must not have an accident......

Immediately, the walkie-talkie stabbed again: "Teacher Li, Lu Yuan, I found it: there is also a wooden box here in the west!" ”

"How old?"

"Two meters long, one meter high, eighty wide!"

"Rectangle?"

"Yes!"

Li Ding'an's heart jumped: I'm going?

"Hang it back first...... As before, the whole extraction! ”

Lu Benzhi confessed, and then turned his head: "What are you stunned about?" ”

Li Ding'an gestured with a gesture: "Lu Yuan, don't you think this thing is ...... A bit like a coffin? ”

Lu Benzhi pondered for a moment: No...... Is it really possible?

Deputy Yan and the local secretary are behind the two of them, you look at me, I look at you: coffin?

If you calculate the size, it's really quite similar.

But it's not big, that is, the size of a normal coffin, and it is estimated that there is nothing in it, maybe only a corpse......

Well...... Corpse?

They finally knew why Li Ding'an had such an expression: Is it really the emperor's corpse?

The person just behind is still talking about the skull...... How do you get out of this category?

"Teacher Li, could it be a dry corpse?"

Li Ding'an silently: With the climatic conditions of this place, it is not impossible.

And it is very likely: first, I don't know which emperor's keel, and then Jin Taizu's head ancestor, which may be the emperor's corpse......

Is this thief bald just a lack of virtue?

It's all smoking......

After thinking about it, the crane hoisted back a mound, divided by two, and the technician cleaned up the sand around him.

Li Dingan glanced at it: Huh?

It is indeed rectangular, straight up and down, no eaves and no seats, no words and no inscriptions around, no flowers and no patterns, and even no paint.

It shouldn't be a coffin......

After a few more "clicks", the technician lifted the lid of the box, and a swarthy thing appeared in front of everyone:

This is...... Ploughshare?

The tip of the plough is like a horn, the plough is built like a gui, the bottom of the plough is like a bed, and the plough is like a dragon...... Quyuan plow!

Li Dingxin was a little relieved: if there was really a corpse of the emperor, he really didn't know what to do with it......

But the zigzag plow?

Where did the thief monk get it?

Lu Benzhi looked at it carefully: "This is a bronze plow!" ”

Li Dingan also nodded: The black paint is too obvious!

Only the bronzes in the desert area will show this "black and green" oxide layer: because of drying, the black copper oxide produced by copper oxidation is more than the green basic copper sulfate, and naturally there is more black than green.

At the same time, it also means that it is well preserved......

Wang Yongqian was particularly surprised: "Is that all copper, or solid?" ”

"Yes!"

"At least five or six hundred pounds...... It's so heavy, how to use it? ”

"No!"

"No, do you want to put it on?"

Li Ding'an gave a thumbs up.

Wang Yongqian was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "This is a ritual weapon?" ”

"It should be!" Zuo Peng's hard recollection, ""The Book of Rites, Moon Order, Meng Chun": The Son of Heaven prays to God on the first day. It is the choice of Yuanchen, the Son of Heaven personally carries the plow, and ploughs the emperor...... The Son of Heaven pushes three times, the three princes push five pushes, and the princes of Qing push nine pushes ......"

"Three plus five plus nine, seventeen trips back and forth, or a bronze plow...... Wang Yongqian looked at it carefully, "Director Zuo, when the emperor's one-third of an acre is plowed, I'm afraid the ox will be tired to death, right?" ”

Li Dingan almost laughed: I told you that I wouldn't use it......

"Director Zuo is talking about the farming tools that the Son of Heaven personally cultivates, but before ploughing, he also has to sacrifice to the heavens, worship the ancestors, Wuyue, Yanhuang, and the first farmers and Houji...... This is the ritual vessel of the altar of the ancestors......"

"Xiannongtan...... One of the Five Altars of Heaven ......"

Antique Wang Yongqian only knows fur, and he doesn't know how many kinds of ritual vessels there are for emperors of various dynasties and generations, but at least he knows which five altars are for sacrificing to heaven.

Therefore, this bronze plough is definitely one of the twenty-four sacrifices of the Son of Heaven...... And it's bronze?

Wang Yongqian was stunned, "Which dynasty?" ”

"Don't get too excited, it's definitely not too early, and then it's in the West again: it's either Jin or Liao!"

"That's also a ritual vessel for worshipping the heavens!"

As soon as the words fell, a technician knocked on the glass and flashed his mobile phone to Li Dingan.

Li Dingan hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

The technician sent a picture, like a part of a ploughshare, with an inscription on it.

It's still Khitan.

"In the first month of the first year of the country, the ministers presented the honorific title. On that day, that is, the emperor's throne...... Offering nine ploughing tools, sacrificing to the ......"

Grieve...... I'll go?

Li Ding'an took a closer look, that's right, it was the first year of the country's receiving, that is, the emperor's throne......

Lu Benzhi was also stunned, as well as Wang Yongqian, Zuo Peng, and Deputy Yan, the three local leaders.

They can't understand it, but they can understand it, and they don't care whether they understand cultural relics or not, at least they have basic common sense: the acceptance of the country is the first year of Wanyan Aguda, and it is the first year and the first month of Renshen (New Year's Day, the first day of the new year...... In addition, the latter is the emperor's throne, and the nine cultivators are sacrificed to the sky......

This is the ritual instrument of worshipping the heavens and worshipping the ancestors and announcing the world when Wanyan Agu was called the emperor......

Li Ding'an recalled again: This sentence is recorded in the "Book of Song", "History of Liao", "History of Jin", and "Tongjian of Continuing Capital Governance", but the wording is different.

Besides, if it can be buried here, it can't be fake......

Wang Yongqian stared at the photo for a long time: "You didn't translate it wrong?" ”

How can it be mistranslated?

In order to study the "Green Capsule Book", I have become an expert in Khitan, Jin, and Baspa, and I definitely belong to the top group......

"Why don't you ask another ancient literature expert to take a look?"

"I didn't mean that......"

Wang Yongqian sighed: He couldn't believe it.

Just now, the people behind were still discussing which one had more influence, Empress Dowager Xiao or Jin Taizu, and discussed whether there were any more precious cultural relics than "Water Moon Guanyin" in the next three pieces.

As a result, less than three minutes after the words were spoken, the bronze plough appeared?

Not only him, but also everyone, including Li Ding'an himself, knows very well: Jin is one of the twenty-four dynasties, and it is also the treasure of the founding ceremony, this bronze plough can definitely enter the National Museum, and it is the kind that can be put into the central exhibition hall.

But without a hint of defense, it suddenly and suddenly?

It's like something that fell from the sky......

The leaders were excited and exchanged glances.

There is no need to compare with Qinglong Mountain, and there is no need for the added value of "Tang Dynasty Relic Capital" and "Li Family Temple", but these three cultural relics that have been unearthed can be unearthed......

"Teacher Li, thank you!"

"Secretary Miao, I really don't need to, it's not too late to thank you after the excavation......" Li Dingan's eyes flashed, "Dig out the remaining two pieces first!" ”

Not exaggerating, his curiosity was about to burst now, and he just suppressed the urge to go in and study the bronze plow: there are two more, what could it be?

With these three foundations, it's definitely not far off.

The key is that one of them must be an artifact from the Song Dynasty......

Several leaders nodded in unison.

Less leaning, Cheng Ming has moved here again: the things in the front hall have also been dug out.

But the strange thing is that this time it has become an iron box.

It is about 10 centimeters thick and 30 centimeters square, similar to a briefcase.

As soon as he heard that it was the South Temple, Li Dingan put on a mask and entered the inner cabin: The south belongs to fire, and it must be a Song vessel.

The main reason is that the first two pieces are too big, often several cubic meters, but this one is so small, like a sesame seed on a baked cake.

Li Dingan was even more curious: It's so thin, it's enough to choke on a seal?

But the meaning it represents is definitely not worse, at least not lower than the statue of Empress Dowager Xiao......

Suspicious, he lifted the lid of the box: there were three skins lying inside.

The leather is brownish, shiny and new......

It is almost as long as an iron box, but it is very narrow, less than ten centimeters, like a sword scabbard.

"Leather inspection (leather envelope)?"

Lu Benzhi's eyes were suspicious, "Could it be a holy decree?" ”

No one squeaked next to him, and he reacted: Li Ding'an was not there.

Others are not sure, so naturally they dare not answer......

Lu Benzhi looked at it and nodded again: "It should be from the Song Dynasty!" ”

The holy decree of the Song Dynasty, I have a day......

Zuo Peng snorted secretly, and suddenly paused: Several leaders, including Wang Yongqian, Director Yan, and local directors and deputies, are all calm and determined, as safe as Mount Tai...... Of course, there is still a hint of curiosity.

No...... This is a holy decree, why are you all so calm?

After a moment's thought, he was relieved: in front of the three cultural relics in front of him, the holy decree of the Song Dynasty was really not enough......

Taking a deep breath, he looked in again: Li Ding'an had already opened one of them: red silk?

It is very well preserved, and it has been left for hundreds of years, and there are no silk folds.

But there is no shaft, just a flat silk, as if it is not a holy decree?

Not a holy decree, of course, just a poem:

I am worried about the people, and I am temporarily saving the party.

Bright summer, sharp weapons and autumn frost.

Rui Brigade Huaizhong Festival, a group of fierce people fled to the Northern Wilderness.

The ice dissipates the huge waves, and the light blows to gather Jiaxiang.

Following the border of Hao'an, and Tongle well-off.

Heaven re-assists Shun, and returns to the flag and leaps into the dragon.

Untitled, untitled, unorganized, it is impossible to tell who wrote the book, but there is no doubt that it must be which emperor it is.

Who would dare to use words like "worrying about the people" and "saving the province"?

The rhetoric is ordinary, and it is easy to understand: at the beginning of summer, the emperor drove his own expedition and led his army to the north, and only returned to the division in winter......

At the end of the Great Song Dynasty, only the first three emperors were conquered: Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, Taizong Zhao Guangyi, and Zhenzong Zhao Heng.

Combined with the Northern Expedition, it was either the Northern Han or the Khitan that was fought......

The handwriting is good, but except for the very recognizable thin gold font, Li Ding'an has not studied the calligraphy of the Song Dynasty emperors.

So he basically didn't have a clue, and it was hard to tell which one it was, so he looked at it and put it aside, and opened the second one.

It's still a red silk, this time with a shaft, and it's a jade shaft.

The words are better, better than the previous one, although it is a square regular script, but it does not lose its characteristics in the order.

Look at the content again: In the first year of Weijingde, on December and the seventh day, the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty hereby made an oath to His Majesty the Great Khitan Emperor......

At the beginning, he was still calculating whose year Jingde was and what year the first year it was, but when he saw the seventh day, his mind was "buzzing".

As if a hammer had struck, Li Dingan leaned back sharply: Amazing, thief monk......

The alliance of the Yuanyuan, the book of the Great Song Dynasty! (End of chapter)