"It's quite far, County Magistrate Zhang," Village Secretary Xiao Chengdao said.
Zhang Dongfang waved his hand, "Huh, I can't do it anymore, I have to take a rest."
Someone came up from behind and said, "I'll help you, County Magistrate Zhang. Please sit down and have a rest."
Zhang Dongfang's little 200-pound body was trembling and he could no longer hold on after crawling for more than ten minutes. The people from the county government office who were accompanying him quickly took care of the county magistrate, helping him sit down and giving him
The group going up the mountain to get mineral water had no choice but to stop.
"I'm sorry, Secretary Dong." Zhang Dongfang wiped his sweat and gasped: "I am getting old. I think I was quite thin when I was young. It is impossible to climb such a high hill without even taking a breath.
, Alas, time is not forgiving, it can’t be done now, it can’t be done.”
Dong Xuebin asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'll get over it after a rest." Zhang Dongfang couldn't let the county party secretary wait for him, "You can go first and don't worry about me."
Dong Xuebin said: "How can that be done?"
Zhang Dongfang said: "Xiao Xiao, you take Secretary Dong up first, I will be there soon."
Dong Xuebin shook his head, "Let's do this. You guys will help County Magistrate Zhang go up the mountain in a while, and I'll go take a look first. Xiao Xiao, which direction is it specifically?"
Xiao Cheng said hurriedly: "It's almost dark today. You don't know the road. The mountain road is not easy to walk and there is danger. How can you do it alone?" Xiao Cheng has been working here for five or six years.
He can be regarded as half a local. He knows the situation of Qingluan Mountain well, so he dares to take people up the mountain. If it were anyone else, who would dare to climb up such a bare mountain in the dark? What if he gets lost?
Disappearance can cost lives.
"Just point it out to me." Dong Xuebin didn't listen.
Xiao Cheng had no choice but to point to the top and said: "Go that way, there will be a small road after a while, turn left, and keep going up for ten minutes and you will see it."
Dong Xuebin thought for a while, "Is there a slender rock several meters high?"
Xiao Cheng was stunned, "It's five minutes further up the rock. How did you know?" He looked up and confirmed. It's impossible to see the rock from here. It's too far away, and there are many trees in the middle.
Blocking it, he didn't understand how Dong Xuebin knew.
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "I have been to this mountain before. Okay, then I know the way. You take good care of County Magistrate Zhang. I will go first."
Zhang Dongfang said loudly: "Attention, Xuebin, be careful where you step."
"Okay." Dong Xuebin waved his hand back and went up by himself.
Why does Dong Xuebin know this place? Because he has been here before. For the sake of this ancient tomb, Dong Xuebin came to the mountain early in the morning on that weekend. He climbed almost the entire mountain along the path, and climbed back and forth while climbing.
While digging things, although there was nothing gained in the end, at least he had a general understanding of Qingluan Mountain. He also had a strong sense of direction, so when Xiao Cheng said that Dong Xuebin immediately recalled that very distinctive area.
The rock is an iconic landmark on such a bald mountain.
One minute...
five minutes...
The journey that Xiao Cheng said took more than ten minutes took Dong Xuebin only seven or eight minutes to get there.
As soon as they passed, light came into sight not far away. It was not the halo of the setting sun, but an artificial searchlight, which was very bright and dazzling.
"Ouch."
"Secretary Dong?"
"Why are you here in person?"
The staff who were setting up the temporary headquarters and some related facilities over there saw Dong Xuebin and hurriedly greeted him. There were people from the Cultural Bureau and the Public Security Bureau. Obviously, everyone had been busy before, and they could see the warning.
The line has been stretched over a large area, enclosing hundreds of meters around it. Several large tents have been erected, searchlights are set up on the trees, and everything is basically set up.
Dong Xuebin looked around and couldn't help but said: "Everyone has worked hard and you haven't eaten yet, right?"
"It's not hard, we should." Director Liu of the Cultural Center said: "We haven't eaten yet, but the villagers have already sat down. We are going to eat on the mountain because there are still some things that have to be finished. We will wait until they are done.
Go back down the mountain, just leave a few people behind when the time comes."
Dong Xuebin looked to the side and saw that there was indeed a fire and pots set up. Several fellow villagers from Qingbei Village who took them up the mountain were helping everyone cook. Many tents and related equipment were probably shared by several fellow villagers when they went up the mountain.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the twenty or so people in their cultural relics protection team to move up so many things. It would be very difficult for them to move up there themselves.
"Fellow." Dong Xuebin hurried up, "Thank you. I'm sorry for asking everyone to work with us."
A middle-aged man smiled honestly and said, "What's the point of thanking you? Secretary Xiao gave the order, so we'll just go there without any trouble. If you want to eat or move something in the future, just call us."
Dong Xuebin said: "That's so inappropriate, and I'm asking you to run back and forth."
The middle-aged man said: "We all pick herbs in the mountains all year round. You feel tired climbing the mountains, but we do it every day. It's hard not to climb twice a day."
Another young villager said: "Second uncle, the food is ready."
The middle-aged man called everyone to come for dinner, and he also filled a bowl of soup and sat on the floor to drink it.
It's called cooking, but it's actually just a pot of miscellaneous chowder. There's not much oil or water in it, but it's good enough to eat hot food on the mountain.
Dong Xuebin called Director Liu over, "Don't forget the wages of fellow villagers when the time comes. Pay as much as you can when the wages are paid every day. When the time comes, the accounts will go to the county."
Director Liu nodded slightly, "I will definitely never forget it."
Everyone was hungry, so they all put down their work and went to eat.
Dong Xuebin looked back and saw that a man opened the cordon tape and bent down to go in. On the other end, the staff had marked the place and put a flag to mark the location. It was obviously the place where the bronze mirror was dug out.
Dong Xuebin exhaled, walked slowly forward and stood there, squatted down and dug out the small hole that had been dug out with his hands. He tinkered with it for a long time but did not dare to dig it. He was also afraid of causing any damage.
At this time, Zhang Dongfang and others arrived late.
The people in the work group hurriedly put down their bowls and wanted to greet him.
However, Zhang Dongfang tiredly waved his hand and asked them to continue eating. He looked at Dong Xuebin over there and also broke through the cordon and went in.
"Secretary Dong."
"Coming?"
"Is this right here?"
"Well, the bronze mirror was dug out here."
Zhang Dongfang also squatted down and watched for a long time with Dong Xuebin. At the end, he whispered: "You said there really is a group of ancient tombs under this ground? It doesn't look like it."
Dong Xuebin said: "This requires professional equipment and professionals to confirm. If there is indeed an ancient tomb, then dig layer by layer and peel off layer by layer. Only then will the traces of the ancient tomb be exposed. It is definitely impossible to see it now.
Doesn't every excavation take months or even years? It's very labor-intensive. It doesn't matter if the tomb robbers just dig it out. They don't care about the historical value of the ancient tomb. If they destroy it, they will destroy it. They just destroy it.
We value the valuable burial objects inside, but we can’t do that.”
Zhang Dongfang nodded, touched the ground with his hand and said, "I hope there will be good news."
"The people will be here soon. We will see the results soon." Dong Xuebin looked at his watch. Mu Zhengzhong and the others should have got off the plane early. There was no signal on his mobile phone and he could not contact him again, but he had already sent Su Yan's phone number before.
It was left to Teacher Mu and the others, so there was no need to worry about this. Su Yan had been waiting at the airport. Dong Xuebin had told him to rush over to Qingluan Mountain as soon as he received the person.
…
It's dark.
Several fellow villagers have gone down the mountain.
But when they saw that Secretary Dong and County Magistrate Zhang had no intention of going down the mountain and were still talking there, no one in the working group left. After everyone had finished installing the equipment and building the facilities, there were more people.
A searchlight was turned on to brighten up the scene.
Finally, around 7:40, the light of a flashlight came from the bottom of the mountain.
Xiao Cheng and two local villagers came up with Su Yan and a few middle-aged people.
"Teacher Mu, you have worked hard all the way." Dong Xuebin smiled when he saw the person.
Many people in the Jiao Neighbor County working group obviously recognized Mu Zhengzhong, and they were all stunned. They didn't expect that Secretary Dong had invited such a famous person, and that he had come all the way to Qingluan Mountain.
No corner? For a moment, everyone started to wonder, is there really an ancient tomb here? Could it be that Secretary Dong really guessed it right? A blind cat has encountered a dead mouse? No way, right?
Mu Zhengzhong and the others were also very tired. They hurriedly caught a plane in the afternoon, came to Jiao Neighboring County non-stop, and climbed up the mountain non-stop. The three of them were already quite old, and this physical exertion was unimaginable.
As you know, everyone has sweat and exhaustion on their foreheads. However, what is surprising is that even though several people are exhausted, their eyes seem to be full of good health and high energy.
"Xuebin, let me introduce you first." Mu Zhengzhong pointed to the two people next to him, "This is Lao Chu from the archaeological team, and this is Lao Meng, a researcher from the National Palace Museum."
"Teacher Chu, Teacher Meng." Dong Xuebin went up and shook hands with them, "Thank you for your hard work." After that, he introduced Zhang Dongfang, "This is Zhang Dongfang, County Magistrate Zhang."
Zhang Dongfang also said a few words to them.
Teacher Chu of the archaeological team was the most anxious among the people. He didn't bother to say hello to people he knew, and immediately asked: "Where is the thing?"
Director Liu also heard the introduction just now and saw that the other party was from the archaeological team. He couldn't help being awe-struck and quickly brought up the box wrapped with the bronze mirror. He had brought it up the mountain according to Dong Xuebin's instructions.
Teacher Chu finally opened the box.
Mu Zhengzhong and Teacher Meng also gathered around, put on gloves, took out the things, looked at them carefully under the light, and finally looked at each other and nodded vigorously. (To be continued.
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