Chapter 17 In the eighth year of Jiajing, the son is called Du!
Chapter 17 In the eighth year of Jiajing, the young master called Du! (Please give me your monthly ticket and follow up~)
Author: Kanmeng01
Chapter 17 In the eighth year of Jiajing, the young master called Du! (Please give me your monthly ticket and follow up~)
Generally speaking, books are difficult to preserve for a long time, especially in the field of archeology. There are countless books that have been damaged due to age, and there are many books whose handwriting cannot be read. How to properly dispose of them is often a big problem -
- Mainly, this depends on how well the protective measures were taken by the person who placed the book hundreds or thousands of years ago, and whether he has considered the future generations who will dig up the book hundreds of thousands of years later.
Obviously, the protective measures of the book in front of me, looking at the entire archaeological community, are also the kind of top-level protection that is "very considerate of future generations" and "just waiting for you to dig it out".
It's not some old-fashioned vacuuming, super anti-corrosion, air-isolating and sterilizing materials, etc. It's just a simple sealed waterproof box with some insect repellent inside, and then the books are placed inside. There is just enough space in the box to fit them.
That book was obviously tailor-made.
These are just auxiliary, the real top protection is reflected in the material of this book - pure gold!
Shi En is not in an earthquake zone, so there will be no major earthquakes that will destroy the box hidden underground. The material of the pure gold book determines that the book will remain unchanged for thousands of years and will not rust for ten thousand years, so the only
The possibility is that someone is interested... But this is Wusheng Palace! Who is so poor and crazy that he comes here to break ground? Isn't he afraid that Mr. Guan will chop him in the head? Besides, people are coming and going, and it is unrealistic to make such a big noise.
no?
Therefore, this book made of pure gold has been preserved to this day.
Then, a question emerged.
What kind of content is worth the investment to write such a book at that time and leave it to future generations?
Under the watchful eyes of Han Wei, staff officers, and cameras, the pages of the book made of pure gold were carefully opened, and the contents appeared in front of them.
The fonts are all made of seals, clear and neat, and use regular script. Han Wei can understand them without even asking experts to identify them.
Then, his eyes widened.
[In the eighth year of Jiajing, there was a severe famine. I was eager to provide relief and hoped to return home to support it.
However, I had no successor to replace me and temporarily served as the guardian of Wusheng Palace. I was in a difficult situation. Suddenly I heard the immortal's words and sent the immortal to help. I am very grateful.
This incident is extremely strange and bizarre. Guan Gong shows his power and kills evil officials, and the immortal defeats the three sons in a chess game. I am very lucky to see it, and with the instruction of the immortal, I write a composition to record it, and hide it under the main hall here for future generations.
From the beginning of the matter, the immortal sent by the Supreme Immortal came to describe it.
The immortal wears strange clothes. The clothes do not cover the sleeves, the trousers do not cover the legs, the hair is small, the skin is like jade, and the appearance is very majestic. When I first saw it, I didn't believe that I was an immortal. It was really arrogant.
The Immortal said that he was not worthy of being called an Immortal, so from now on he would all call him Young Master. Young Master called him Du, Zhong Zheng Ping, and nothing was surprising...
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At the time of crisis, I suddenly heard a deafening message from heaven, saying: "Those who serve as officials should serve the people wholeheartedly and be loyal to the emperor and serve the country. The monarch of a country only believes in gods and Buddhas but does not do practical things. He should give advice and remonstrances to ensure the future of the country."
If you flatter someone and do what they like, you will become a treacherous minister. If things go on for a long time, the people will not be able to live and the country will be permanently destroyed. Therefore, the thief should be killed!"
Fortunately, Guan Gong showed his power and killed the evil officials, so I was able to rescue the disaster and returned quickly. When I went to the main hall, Guan Gong called me in. I heard that Du Gong played chess with Guan Gong and won three. I expected to come and drink together. I felt very sorry that I would not be able to see the immortals.
The grand scene of the chess game...
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According to the Master's words, the book is written here to be preserved in the world and not to be passed on to outsiders.
It is said by outsiders that Guan Gong’s appearance as a saint is all due to me. Oh! How can I inherit this tremendous merit?]
After reading it, shock and shock are no longer enough to describe Han Wei's emotions at this time.
He only felt that his scalp was numb, and his brain even went completely blank for a while... His whole body seemed to be down!
"Young master called Du, he played chess with Guan Gong and won three..."
For a long time, Han Wei swallowed hard, and his voice seemed hoarse for a while.
As a sixth-level combatant, deputy director of the Huaxia State's Spiritual Energy Recovery Investigation and Management Department and Southeast Branch, Han Wei once dared to say: "What scene have I not seen before?"
Now, he could only take back these words silently, and then put up a sign - "I have never seen this scene before!"
"This... this... it can't be possible, it can't be possible!" The staff officer on the side covered his head, with a confused expression like "Who am I? Where am I? What did I just see?"
Han Wei ignored him, but directly operated and played back the surveillance in the main hall of Wusheng Palace.
In the main hall, the young man is holding a sword, he is handsome and unrestrained, and he is fully worthy of the evaluation of a young man with a jade-like appearance and a great appearance.
"I once played chess with Guan Gong and won three times. I obtained the three styles of Spring and Autumn Sword Techniques. One of them is called [Slaying Evil]."
"It will be a blessing for you to die from this sword."
After finishing speaking, the hand rises and the knife falls!
Han Wei paused the screen and rubbed his face again and again with his big hands.
Naturally, he didn't forget what happened before in such a short period of time... This was entirely because he was too shocked and had to seek another verification!
It feels like your worldview has been impacted, just like waking up and suddenly seeing a news broadcast saying that the space elevator has been completed and is open to ordinary people.
"Eight years since Jiajing, how many years has it been now?" Han Wei was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and asked to calm down a little.
"The first year of Jiajing was 1522 AD, and the eighth year of Jiajing was... 1529 AD." The staff officer licked his dry lips.
"That is 494 years. Considering that he was able to play chess with Guan Gong at that time and became an immortal, this number can be further increased." Han Wei said this number that made him feel a little numb. He rubbed his temples with both hands and felt his scalp tingling. The feeling of numbness has not subsided yet, "If it is really me, then this is an... immortal who has lived for at least five or six hundred years."
"In the eighth year of Jiajing, there was a severe famine. Zhending, Lu, Feng, Huai, Yang, Xu, Chu, and Sanzhou, as well as Lu, Yu, Huguang, Jin, Shaanxi, Sichuan, and Xiang were especially hungry..." The staff officer checked the information and whispered, "It's probably true."
"Do you think it's better to be real or fake?" Han Wei suddenly asked.
"Commander-in-Chief, I don't know... I'm just an archeology student..." The staff officer wiped his sweat. Asking him what he was doing as a small staff officer on such a matter, how could he speak and dare to speak!
He hasn't recovered yet!
"...Yes!" Han Wei's sudden voice startled the staff officer.
"Wha...what?"
"You're right, I don't know! You don't have to know, then I don't have to know! If it's true, then this is the first immortal we can come into contact with who has lived for such a long time, such important information What does the source and combat power have to do with me? Is it my turn to take care of it?" Han Wei's face suddenly brightened up, "This kind of thing that is obviously beyond my scope of authority should be left to my superiors to handle!"
"..." The staff officer looked at Han Wei blankly, a little confused. Is this... the superiors just showing off?
"...What did you just hear?" Perhaps the staff officer's vision was too straightforward. Han Wei noticed it and looked at him with a smile, asking gently.
"No, I didn't see anything!" the staff officer responded quickly, shaking his head like a rattle.
"Well, it's time to contact the superiors, hehe..." Han Wei let out a pleasant smile and took out his phone directly, regardless of the fact that it was already late at night.
If you don't get rid of this pot quickly, you won't be able to sleep well!
at the same time……
Du Kang was already sitting on the high-speed train going home.
"What did I forget? What did I forget?" Du Kang was very troubled. This feeling was very annoying. He knew that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it even if he tried hard to think about it.
Du Kang's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar vibration from his cell phone.
Du Kang almost instantly gave up worrying about what he had forgotten and took out his cell phone.
Sure enough, a familiar message appeared on the screen.
[Congratulations on finding an emergency replacement task, come and pick it up~]
PS: It took too long to read classical Chinese today (after all, I am a bad student), so the shared diary will be suspended for one day~
Ula! Please read it, please give me a monthly ticket!
