Even if he is such a brave person, he can't help but shivering. No wonder he is so experienced. He is in love with his ancestors who built graves for the emperor! Then, now, it's not that Kim Jong-yang's ancestors built for him.
A place of funeral?
"What are you thinking about? Go in!" Tang Feng angrily patted the leopard who scared him, but he was a little curious about the Su An who could actually build a mechanism like such a magical craftsmanship in Jin Zhengyang's mouth.
How did it be done? The huge rocks of thousands of pounds were actually silent. Is this the ancients' use of leverage and spring power?
As soon as they entered, Tang Feng realized that he was thinking too narrowly. They entered a space about the size of a bedroom, and they didn't know where Jin Zhengyang pressed the mechanism, or whether it was time, the rockery slowly fell back.
, At the same time, two rows of long-lasting lights suddenly lit up by themselves.
If you are not a firm atheist, you must be shocked.
The lights here are slowly lit up, so they are not abrupt, and they do not feel difficult to adapt. Tang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding scenery. They were probably in the rockery, which can be seen from the size of the space here
Outside, there are at least two meters thick rocks outside the rockery here!
Jin Zhengyang and others in front were shorter than a layer, because the space where they were was a downward inclination. Tang Feng and Leopard did not notice it because they stood in the last time.
"Haha, okay, you've all come in, just go in and take a look!" Kim Jong-yang said with a smile.
"Wait a minute!" The one who replied here was blocking Wu Linwu. She was nervously pulling Jin Zhengyang's arm and said in a deep voice: "Godfather, I have heard of this kind of mechanism in novels, and there are all in it.
Some news ambushing, like a hidden arrow, or something, won’t there be this thing here too, right? You should tell me how to go!"
Tang Feng and others suddenly realized it, and at the same time felt a little ashamed. They actually asked a foreigner to remind them that if they really took the wrong step and gave their lives, wouldn't it be a big loss?
Jin Zidan smiled beside him and said enthusiastically: "My little sister is so concerned. If there is an organization here, can my brother be ignored?"
"You girl, you have read too many novels. How could you be as scary here as you think? The mechanism here has not been fully built, and Su Antong has already passed away." Jin Zhengyang breathed and said in a deep voice: "So,
It's very safe inside, don't worry! Come with me!" As he said that, he raised his legs and walked along the passageway in front of him, which was about one meter wide and two meters high.
The passage was obviously downward. Tang Feng estimated the distance he was walking and the slope he fell, and finally concluded that they were at least about seven or eight meters underground at this time. This place was enough to defend against ordinary shells, or even
The missile attacks, as long as it is not a specialized ground-based missile, even today when thermal weapons are rampant, they are still safe and tight.
This is a hall, which is 40 or 50 square meters, which is very dry. It can be easily judged from the smooth air that the air exchange here is very good.
Tang Feng couldn't help but admire Su Antong, who had never met here. It can be imagined that when the Qing government retreated, they could not have any advanced machines, but he was able to build such a place, which was simply a genius!
"Uncle, isn't this your strategic command room?" Tang Feng smiled slightly and looked around. It was obvious that there was a lot of modern atmosphere here, and at least the surroundings were firmed with steel plates. In this way, it would be considered a rockery.
If it was blown up, it would be safe here. However, although there were a lot of bookshelves around here, it was obvious that the books on it had no history or value. It seemed that this was prepared by Kim Jong-yang for himself.
The same as the study room during the war.
Jin Zhengyang smiled slightly and said softly: "If my strategic command room was so easy in front of you, I wonder if you would dare to believe it?" As he said that, his eyes gently swept across Wulin Owl's face.
Ulin Owl has already obtained the Thai government's accurate attitude towards the Blue Flag Army from Awayi, so she looked calm and smiled sweetly: "Godfather, you didn't mean to tell me this on purpose, right?
I'm here to see my baby this time, but I didn't see anything or hear anything!"
"You little girl, you have a lot of ghosts. This is where I hide my treasures, which is not much more expensive than the strategic command room?" As he said that, he came to a bookshelf door next to him, and Jin Zhengyang found a book called Twenty-Four Histories.
, and then took it down, and a small shelf with books appeared behind him. Kim Jong-yang reached out and turned it gently on the shelf. A piece of steel on the wall next to him turned over suddenly, and then another room was exposed.
Tang Feng was really convinced here. He didn't expect that there could be a mechanism in such a secret place, and it was similar to the one on the TV. At least Tang Feng remembered one, wasn't it just a switch in the secret room of Heshen's home.
Is a book on the bookshelf? Now it seems that TVs here are not all deceitful places, and some places are quite reliable.
When Kim Jong-yang went in first, he whispered to them: "Before I go in, I want to tell you a few rules. The first is to only see, not touch. The second is to only see, not touch!"
Tang Feng and others couldn't help but fall down and stared at Kim Jong-yang blankly. I wonder when he became so humorous?
"Be careful when talking, don't quarrel or spit, otherwise don't blame me for turning against each other!" Jin Zhengyang's eyes swept across Tang Feng and others, until he was sure that they had heard what they said, and he was the first to leave here.
Go in.
Of course, Tang Feng and others closed their mouths, followed each other and were cautious. As soon as they saw this room where books were collected, Tang Feng felt a breath of history lingering at his nose. Yes, that was a culture accumulation.
The taste that only fermented here directly affects the human soul.
The bookshelf made of ancient pine wood and the baffle made of nanmu. The air in the whole room is extremely dry and clean. It makes people want to take a deep breath, and the correct one by one
The books that lie on the bookshelf, which are thin, thick, vicissitudes, or fragrant, are obviously the main owners of their line.
Even the leopards who were not very interested in this were stunned at this time, staring at the books in front of them one by one, not even daring to write out their grandeur. It seemed as if the five thousand years of history
They were all buried among the thin pages of the book, and the five thousand years of weight directly pressed on his heart.
Tang Feng sold it in two steps to the shelf on the left, narrowed his eyes and swept to the bookshelf: "Pei Songzhi's note, quote; This is what we mean by the Three Kingdoms, the Stone Story, the Stone Story, isn't that a Dream of Red Mansion? It is said that the Dream of Red Mansions was originally
When the manuscript was first completed, it was labeled as a book that was anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty, and the pages were almost burned. Thanks to Ji Xiaolan's clever design, the empress dowager fell in love with this book, and this book was rehabilitated. Could it be that this is Cao Xueqin
Is the first draft of Mr.’s pen and ink?”
Tang Feng looked at the thick stack of white papers written with fly heads in front of him. Although Tang Feng was not a literary lover, he still looked at this famous novel, which is known as one of the four major literary masterpieces.
I couldn't help but want to see how Mr. Xueqin wrote this amazing book step by step?
Although Tang Feng also knew that the book here was probably not much different from the original manuscript of Dream of Red Mansions circulated outside, looking at the round small characters on it, Tang Feng still had the ability to see Mr. Cao erecting his desk, concentrating and lifting his pen as if he was a god.
Look!
"Records of the Grand Historian, oh damn it, this is the work of Sima Qian, right? If the archaeological enthusiasts can see it, they will have to fight to the death!" Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and was shocked by the bamboo slips.
His heart was thumping, but when he saw the bamboo slips marked with plum blossom seal characters next to him, he was no longer shocked.
What is it? Hua Tuo's Scroll? Hua Tuo's Scroll thought he could look at Tang Feng indifferently, and his heart was suddenly excited by the four words in front of him. The Jade Emperor can testify
, China’s five thousand years of civilization, just like this, can it be filled with one room?
Tang Feng's eyes finally moved away from the pages, looking at the room here, which was nowhere much smaller than the hall just now, and his heart was beyond shock. What does it mean to be full of sweat? What does it mean to know five thousand years ago? It's all here, it's here.
For piles of book pages, piles of bamboo slips, notes, notes, from astronomy and geography to humanities encyclopedia, everything is included and everything is collected!
I used to hear people say that I wandered in the ocean of history, but now Tang Feng finally has this feeling.
The leopard next to him, Xiaomaite and others who saw this scene for the first time were also stunned. They couldn't understand most of the things here, but they exuded a strange charm that deeply attracted them.
.That is history, the truth, and the silent years that were filled with laughter and sorrow before us!
"When I heard that the fake blue and white blue and white man of Qianlong blinded the eyes of the world, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false, I thought this was the pinnacle of his old man's method of making money and independent. But until I saw it, I saw it
After seeing these in front of me, I suddenly realized that the so-called thief of the country is not enough to describe his talent. Only the four words "historical thief" can be considered true!" Tang Feng breathed, his voice carrying a kind of
The ripples of time and space echo in everyone's ears.