Su Yan came back again and brought a newly prepared list of members of the cultural relics protection team and showed it to Secretary Dong.
"Do you think this is a good job?" Su Yan asked.
"A total of twenty-three people?" Dong Xuebin looked at it.
Su Yan observed Secretary Dong's expression, "Yes, there are thirteen people from the cultural department, six from the public security department, and four other related staff."
Dong Xuebin nodded, "Okay, it's decided."
Su Yan asked for advice: "Should we let them set off now?"
"Let everyone set out now, get equipment and equipment, control the scene and protect the scene as soon as possible, and prohibit any unrelated personnel from entering or exiting." Dong Xuebin said.
Su Yan accepted the order, "Understood."
Dong Xuebin finally gave instructions: "Also, for all the members of this working group, the key work in the next few months will be on Qingluan Mountain. No one can move personnel at will without my order." In the eyes of others, this group
It's just a decoration, just a formality, but Dong Xuebin has never thought about it that way. He attaches great importance to this work, so if there is any task over there and the public security wants to dispatch police officers from the cultural relics protection working group, Dong Xuebin
Xuebin will definitely not agree. He has to give everyone a vaccination first. In fact, Dong Xuebin had already implicitly said this greeting in the Standing Committee, otherwise he would not personally take charge of the group leader.
…
Orders were issued one by one again.
The people on the working group list were full of complaints.
"Do you really want to go to Qingluan Mountain? It's far away over there."
"I heard that I might have to live in the mountains. What should I do with my family?"
"Hey, I wasn't on the list originally, so why was someone suddenly added? And I was added to the list?"
"It is said that more than 20 people are going to go this time? Do we need so many people? Isn't it just that we discovered an antique? What on earth do the leaders think?"
"Okay, stop talking, leaders must have leadership principles."
"Yes, it seems that this order was given by Secretary Dong. If you complain again, be careful to let Secretary Dong know about it. Who doesn't know what our secretary's temper is like?"
"Okay, let me say hello to my family."
In a series of preparations before the working group set off, the news also spread.
Many county cadres and civil servants heard about this, and they all felt puzzled. Why was Secretary Dong so sure that there was an ancient tomb on Qingluan Mountain? And he seemed to think it was a valuable ancient tomb? This antique has not been appraised yet.
, is there any basis for it?
…
afternoon.
…many.
Zhang Dongfang also came to Dong Xuebin's office and talked about it with some disapproval, "How come the list of people has been tripled?"
Dong Xuebin looked at him and said, "I asked them to add it."
Zhang Dongfang frowned, "I think everyone is complaining a lot. Secretary, should we reconsider this matter? If there is no ancient tomb over there, how will this matter end?" Making such a big noise is a laborious and labor-intensive matter.
It's a waste of money. If they end up with nothing, then their neighboring county will be in trouble.
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "Lao Zhang, I won't do anything that I'm not sure about. With these manpower, I feel like I'm short on resources." Just as he was talking, the phone rang.
Ring ring ring.
It's Mu Zhengzhong's phone number.
"Wait a minute, Lao Zhang, I'll take a call." Dong Xuebin picked up the phone and answered, "Hey, Teacher Mu, how are you doing?"
Mu Zhengzhong's tone didn't seem right, "Xiao Dong, tell me the truth, where did you get this thing from?"
Dong Xuebin blinked and said, "It was dug out from Qingluan Mountain in our county. What's wrong?"
"Are you sure?" Mu Zhengzhong said.
"Of course it's confirmed." Dong Xuebin said.
"...Give me the geographical location and detailed information of Qingluan Mountain. I want the most detailed information! My email is open. I'll accept it now. Don't hang up the phone." Mu Zhengzhong said.
Zhang Dongfang listened and looked over curiously, wondering who Dong Xuebin was talking to about Qingluan Mountain.
Upon hearing this, Dong Xuebin immediately checked the internal information and sent the information about Qingluan Mountain to Mu Zhengzhong via email, "Okay, Teacher Mu."
"I received it, please wait." After saying that, Mu Zhengzhong stopped talking to Dong Xuebin, but communicated with several voices on the other side of the phone. It seemed that there were several people over there, but the voices were too small.
I couldn't hear clearly. After about five minutes, Mu Zhengzhong picked up the phone again and said, "Xiao Dong."
"Hey, tell me." Dong Xuebin said expectantly.
Mu Zhengzhong took a breath, "You may have really hit the jackpot this time. I looked at the things. This bronze mirror... is not an ordinary antique. It is a funerary object from the Han Dynasty, and the decorative information on it is
It’s not unusual either. Then, my old friends from the archaeological team saw the geographical location and general Feng Shui of Qingluan Mountain that you sent us, and they also thought it was unusual. However, we dare not draw any conclusions without seeing it with our own eyes. So,
Come on, let’s book our flight tickets now, and you’ll have the car pick us up in the provincial capital, we’ll definitely arrive tonight!”
Dong Xuebin groaned, "How many of you are coming over? Will it be too troublesome for you?"
"No trouble, let's..." Just as Mu Zhengzhong was about to say something, the phone was snatched away by a little old man over there.
Just listen to the little old man say: "Little comrade, we will rush over as quickly as possible. Remember, you must protect the scene first, and we will wait until we arrive!"
Dong Xuebin said: "Sure, I understand."
"Remember to protect the scene." The little old man was afraid that he would not pay attention to it, so he couldn't help but reveal, "I can tell you now with almost certainty that if there is really a tomb underneath, this tomb must be extraordinary! It may be this
The biggest archaeological discovery in years!”
"It's not possible, it's definitely possible!" Someone else spoke on the other side of the phone.
Mu Zhengzhong also said on the other end: "I haven't seen it yet, so I can't draw any conclusions. Let's go over there first."
"Okay, let's book the air tickets quickly. I'll call home. I probably won't be able to go back these days." The man looked a little excited.
The phone hung up.
The signals revealed in it gave Dong Xuebin a big reassurance. Now he was really at ease. The old comrades of the archaeological team had almost affirmed the historical value of the tomb. What else did Dong Xuebin have to question?
So he ignored Zhang Dongfang in front of him for the time being. Dong Xuebin immediately called Su Yan over, "Xiao Su, please arrange a car to go to the provincial capital airport. I have to pick up a few distinguished guests in the evening. I will tell you the flight number then."
, By the way, notify the cultural department again. When you arrive at Qingluan Mountain, you can just do protection work. Do not dig until professional archaeologists arrive." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!