Chapter 239 Visit and Discovery (Thanks to Shen Zhou Wan Reward)
Although that is said.
But modern times are societies governed by the rule of law.
Of course, Wei Yuan would no longer be like before, wearing black clothes, carrying a sword on his back, and carrying a Qin crossbow with six fine steel crossbow arrows on his waist.
Sneak into the city at night.
While mobilizing other forces to contain the city guards, execute the beheading plan.
What era are we in now?
Civilized people.
There must be modern methods.
Science, do you understand science?
Wei Yuan used his mobile phone to search for the target person's information.
Then he silently took out the copper coins and performed a Bagua algorithm. After confirming that this action would not be discovered, he sat on the bed and fell into a light sleep. He wore the irrigating feather around his waist, which made him unconfused.
, best used in dreams.
In the past, interrogation required the use of various cruel methods. Even so, there would be some people who refused to speak, or deliberately leaked wrong information, leading to errors in judgment. However, people are almost defenseless in dreams.
, which means that information can be easily extracted in dreams.
Wei Yuan stepped out of his dream and appeared in Quan City in his dream.
In Jue's dream, the Kunlun Mountains are still vaguely visible, and in the dream of the water ghost, he is drinking Coke.
When Wei Yuan passed by Hu Ming Bookstore, he saw the dream of the young Taoist priest A Xuan.
He slept soundly, but in his dream he was meditating.
Naturally curled up like a baby, breathing softly, breathing in dreams, and breathing in reality, rising and falling together, exactly the same, without the slightest difference. This is a manifestation of the extremely high level of Taoism and the harmony between the soul, body, and heaven and earth.
Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze.
Three copper coins appeared in his hand, and the researcher's location was determined by calculating the name.
Then I moved forward quickly in my dream.
Use magic without any scruples.
He quickly arrived at the home of Dong Yuefeng's student, the researcher named Ye Yucheng, and then easily entered the latter's dream. He was a single man with a neat and meticulous family. In the dream, Ye Yucheng was still conducting research.
, did not notice Wei Yuan's appearance at all.
Because it was in a dream, Wei Yuan sat familiarly at Ye Yucheng's table.
Looking through the research on antiquities and history.
Ye Yucheng raised his head blankly and asked: "Who are you?"
Heibingtai, fellow, open the door and check the water meter.
Wei Yuan cursed in his heart, narrowed his eyes and said, "It doesn't matter who I am."
"But I heard that you are studying the imperial mausoleum and the tomb of the First Emperor?"
Because he was in a dream, Ye Yucheng lost his original vigilance and answered smoothly:
"yes."
There was even excitement in his tone:
"The mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, the first emperor of China."
"Just the excavated terracotta warriors and horses with burial pits can crush the so-called Pharaoh's Pyramid, but this is an ordinary terracotta warriors and horses, just a permanent formation. You don't know, we have found more than 400 burial pits, and this is still
Just a small part.”
"No one knows how many figurines were buried with the First Emperor."
"And one of these burial pits is an arms depot."
"Although the armor buried inside is made of stone, every piece of armor has been polished."
"We have calculated that if it is all done by hand, it will take a craftsman 400 to 600 days to complete a pair of armor. However, with such equipment, there are a total of 87 armors in the K9801 burial pit, and these armors are obviously
It is stronger than the armor on the terracotta warriors and horses, do you know what this means?"
Ye Yucheng emphasized his tone and said:
"This means that the burial pits in the First Emperor's Mausoleum have a hierarchical system."
"The one outside is the permanent formation."
"What's inside is the standard armor of the middle-level generals."
"And this is just the part outside the inner hall, it is the burial pit."
"So, where is Meng Tian? Where is Wang Jian? Where is Li Xin? Where are the pottery figurines of these famous Qin generals?"
His voice paused and he said: "Also, are the First Emperor's personal guards also guarding the outside of the inner hall? What kind of armor is that of the halberd general whose name does not exist in the history books?
Is it still like before he was alive, guarding the peace of the First Emperor day and night for thousands of years?"
Wei Yuan suddenly fell silent and said softly:
"He...didn't do that."
"What?"
In his dream, Ye Yucheng looked blankly at Wei Yuan who interrupted him and said:
"This is impossible."
"How could a general holding a halberd abandon the First Emperor?"
Wei Yuan was speechless.
Ye Yucheng's thoughts obviously failed to react as quickly as when he was awake. After a pause, he continued to himself: "In this way, I can blind the eyes of those Westerners with China's cultural history and let them know
, their wonders of the world are not worth mentioning.”
"Historical antiquities, I am the first in China, and the rest are the so-called miracles in the West."
"The so-called Seven Wonders are, at best, on the same level as the First Emperor's burial pit."
Looking at the enthusiastic Ye Yucheng in front of him.
Wei Yuan asked: "In that case, why do you want to excavate the emperor's tomb?"
Ye Yucheng said matter-of-factly: "The First Emperor is dead."
"It's such a waste to bury those things underground. Buried underground, they are no different from those stones. Only by digging them out can the world know the brilliance of the Qin Dynasty."
Wei Yuan looked at this enthusiastic researcher and said nothing more.
Sitting on the chair, he leaned back a little and said:
"So, do you know who decided on this project?"
"And the people involved in this study."
"of course I know."
Wei Yuan manifested a list in his dream and said: "Then, write down all their names."
Ye Yucheng had a look of hesitation on his face and said:
"We agreed at the time not to spread the word."
Wei Yuan slowed down his tone and said gently: "This is not considered a rumor."
"Look, no one will know."
"I won't tell anyone else."
Wei Yuan added silently in his heart, but I will visit them at home.
Under the influence of the spell, Ye Yucheng's persistence was quickly broken down. A pen appeared in his hand and he quickly wrote names one by one on the paper. Because this was in his dream, he was writing down the names.
At that time, the faces of those researchers also emerged and were remembered by Wei Yuan.
"Then, have a sweet dream."
Wei Yuan stood up, nodded slightly, and exited Ye Yucheng's dream.
He did not embarrass this person, nor did he reveal Hei Bingtai's identity.
The core purpose was to figure out the cause and motivation of this incident, not anything else. Wei Yuan looked at the lists in his hand, relied on divination, searched for the past one by one, and entered their dreams according to the method just now.
Try to figure out the motives and purposes of these people.
He got the result.
The motivations of these people are different, and quite a few of them are related to success and fame. They rely on the experience of developing the Imperial Tomb to enrich their qualifications. However, these same people all have the hope of finding ancient classics and bringing China to China.
The goal is to conquer the world with the brilliance of ancient culture and solve many current confusions about the pre-Qin period.
The monks who participated in this operation also found the manuscripts of Lao and Zhuang.
The idea is to use this to improve the classics and develop new techniques in the era of spiritual energy recovery.
Perhaps the purpose of the people behind them is not that simple, but these front-line personnel are very pure, and their reasons are legitimate and sufficient. They have ways to protect cultural relics from oxidation, so they naturally want to develop them and make those precious cultures and treasures public.
In the eyes of the public, leaving these dazzling treasures underground is a waste.
In the end, Wei Yuan stood in front of an old man's house, looking at the old-fashioned street lamps with green paint and horn-like shapes, the mottled walls of the old buildings, and the traces left by the ivy, which were completely different from the tall buildings in the surrounding dreamland.
, and he stood alone in the dreamland, regaining consciousness in a trance, and suddenly felt that things were right and people were different.
To him, the First Emperor was the king who conquered the six kingdoms. He was the emperor who shared the great wishes of the world, bestowed upon the gods, and laughed and drank with his ministers. He would also attack Xiangshan because he was angry, or he would dislike the crown being too heavy.
If the service is too hot, he will just give it up and ignore it. He is a living person with a temper.
But in the eyes of these researchers.
The First Emperor is just a symbol that has passed away. It can even be said that this symbol has never been alive.
The First Emperor, whose surname was Zhao, had the same political, writing, and chariots, unified writing, and unified weights and measures.
This is his life.
When there is a larger and more noble purpose, it is natural to develop the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. This is scientific research, and it is to open the 'box' left by the ancestors for future generations. For Wei Yuan, this is to dig out
The tomb of a person who was once very familiar to him, who had lived and had joys and sorrows, disturbed his sleep.
The emperor who was so angry that he swallowed the whole world has really left.
This understanding is somewhat subtle.
Just like when a person reaches a certain age, his parents and friends slowly leave.
But sometimes the inertia of life pushes you forward, leaving you too late to realize that they are leaving.
Only once in a while, you will remember it.
Then there will be a sad, slightly tingling feeling.
Some memories are good.
But some memories are like the palm of your hand gently brushing against a sharp blade, leaving a pain that will not go away for a long time. As the years go by, such pain will become more and more painful, so many people get older as they get older.
, the more unwilling you are to be alone, only the noisy and busy life can dilute the pain in your memory.
When the pain caused by those memories becomes dull, that is when you get old.
At that time, all that was left was regret and nostalgia.
But, Wei Yuan.
You will always go back to your youth, always vivid and always painful.
Time is cruel and heavy to everyone, whether they live forever or die.
Wei Yuan shook his head and put away the sudden feeling. No matter what the reason was, he wanted to prevent this kind of thing anyway. This is the Municipal Museum. As a large museum that is number one in the entire Jiangnan Road, there are many precious antiquities here.
The old owner of the museum is a well-known historian in Jiangnan.
Especially he has done a lot of research on the antiquities of the Qin and Han Dynasties.
A certain black ice platform guard rubbed his hands, climbed over the wall skillfully, entered the door, and then entered the old man's dream.
The old professor's reasons were very similar to Dong Yuefeng's. Old scholars who have studied history for a lifetime would find it difficult to resist the temptation of the First Emperor's Mausoleum. From this old professor, Wei Yuan also knew that the entire project had been started a month ago.
It started, and all steps were prepared in an orderly manner.
Unless he makes a big fuss, it will be difficult to stop this kind of thing.
But not to mention his own unwillingness, the mere possibility of this incident would give Zhang Daoyou a heart attack.
Wei Yuan pondered for a while and decided to ask the old Celestial Master to see if Zhang Ruosu could put the matter on hold as a Celestial Master. If it didn't work, he could only agree to Dong Yuefeng's invitation, sneak into the team, and then open the mechanism to let the entire team.
The outer palace of the mausoleum was closed and it was impossible to enter the interior. It was Zhang Han who supervised the construction of the imperial mausoleum in the later period and would occasionally discuss these matters with Yuan.
He at least knows the ropes of external agencies.
Wei Yuan was ready to leave.
His eyes casually swept through the old professor's dream, and then he paused slightly.
Here is the accumulation of the old man's past memories, most of which are Qin and Han antiquities that he studied. Wei Yuan saw a pendant with half a ring on it. The ring was a little rough, but very familiar.
This is……
Wei Yuan was slightly absent-minded.
The former sharp man squatted down and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.
He handed over the pendant in his hand and said softly:
'This is the most important thing to me right now.'
'Now I give you, my name is Yuan, and I will make an agreement with you. One day, when you are in danger, as long as I am still alive, no matter how far away the distance is, I will definitely rush over and save you. This is Daqin
The agreement will definitely not be violated.'
The pendant from back then?
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