Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

The leather shoes are polished and there is no wrinkle in the suit.

The secretary handed over the glasses, and Fujiwara gently placed them on the bridge of his nose, the sharpness in his eyes becoming less intense.

He looked at his watch again: It's time to set off.

"Let's go!"

"Hi!"

The ministers, team leaders, and translators stood up one after another, led by Fujiwara, and left the conference room in an orderly manner.

The driver had already driven the car to the entrance of the hotel, and three Crown cars were lined up neatly.

The assistant opened the door and Fujiwara got into the car. Just as he was about to close the door, the phone in the secretary's hand rang.

"Your Excellency, you are the ambassador!"

Fujiwara straightened his expression and took the phone.

"Lord Igawa!"

"Today's meetings with the Ministry of Commerce and the Ministry of Culture and Tourism are temporarily canceled!"

Cancel?

"Sir, why?"

A sigh came from the phone: "Fujiwara, you disappoint me so much!"

Disappointed?

If the meeting is cancelled, what does it have to do with me?
Still guessing in his mind, the phone beeped and hung up.

Fujiwara stared at the phone screen, confused.

He could hear the anger hidden in Mr. Ikawa's tone, and if things had not gone to a very bad point, it would not have caused the ambassador to lose his temper like this.

The question is, what did you do?
In surprise, the screen lit up again.

"President!"

"Fujiwara, the group is humiliated because of you, Okura is humiliated because of you, you must be responsible for this..."

Baga, what did I do?
The phone hung up again, and Fujiwara became even more confused.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed sharply.

The president sent a photo. The four words "Hong Kong Commercial Daily" are particularly eye-catching, and below is a piece of local news:
News: Due to technical glitches, Christie’s spring auction in Asia has been postponed until further notice...

Below is another international text message:
According to foreign media reports, cultural organizations from Uzbekistan, Tajikistan, Kyrgyzstan and other countries have complained to the United Nations: Okura Collection Ancient Society organized a group of tomb robbers to rob Xiongnu and Turkic ruins in various Central Asian countries, and collaborated with the Christie auction house Public auction...

Below are promotional materials and photos from Christie’s spring shoot.

Christie urgently declared that it was indignant at the slanderous behavior of an international media and reserved the right to lodge a complaint.

Then, foreign media reposted it again: Central Asian countries even sued Christ...

Christie once again claimed: Due to the negligence of the technical department, it was unable to conduct a detailed screening of the cultural relics sent for auction by Okuraji Ancient Shrine. We are deeply sorry...

In other words, Christie put all the blame on Okura...

"idiot!"

Fujiwara roared angrily and threw the phone out. With a "bang" sound, the windshield cracked with countless spider webs.

His face was as red as a pig's liver, his chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily: "Who did it... who did it?"

……

"Tsk tsk... This method is quite advanced, isn't it?"

Li Ding'an held his cell phone and shook his head, "Who did it?"

Wang Yongqian said calmly: "How do I know?"

hehe?

Forget it, just pretend you don’t know.

Anyway, Fujiwara at this moment... no, the entire Okura Group should be about to burst into tears, right?
Because everything was said by them themselves:

Gilt filigree embroidered phoenix crown, unearthed from the tomb of Dulu Khan at the ruins of the Western Turkic capital (Uzbekistan).

This pure gold saddle was unearthed from the tomb of Chanyu Zhizhi in the city of Khotan (Dushanbe, Tajikistan), the former capital of the Northern Huns.

The bronze scimitar was also unearthed from Qianquan (in Kyrgyzstan), the capital of the late Western Turks, and from the tomb of Tumen Khan...

Now, let’s take a look at these countries: When did you steal our national treasure?

Don’t deny it, it’s clearly written in your promotional materials, and Christie’s endorses or even guarantees it for you. This is ironclad proof.

If I don't sue you, who will I sue?
Of course you won't win, because the stuff wasn't dug from them, let alone evidence, they couldn't even provide the slightest clue.

Including the antiques and auction circles, everyone can guess what is going on: it is nothing more than showing off, but Okura did not expect that these countries would take it seriously.

But the question is not whether the lawsuit can be won, but Okura's current situation: yellow mud fell into his crotch, which is either shit or shit.

The cultural relics will definitely not be sold, not only this time, but also in the future.

Naturally, Mongolia's investigation and excavation plans will definitely come to nothing.

Mongolia read this news: I don’t know if there are organized tomb robbers, but the Okura Group is definitely suspected of smuggling and selling restricted cultural relics. Therefore, their motives for requesting joint excavation of Gaodu Tomb No. 1 have to be doubted.

So, still find something?
The more Li Dingan looked at it, the more he wanted to laugh.

"Stop laughing, hurry up!"

"rest assured!"

By the time Okura reacted, he had already finished the inspection.

Li Ding'an waved his hand gracefully.

Wang Yongqian sighed: "Go back to Ulaanbaatar!"

Sooner or later, they will all figure out who will benefit and who will be the most suspicious.

It will certainly not affect the general direction, but given the local political and ecological environment, Okura can still do it by spending some money and adding some obstructions.

So, we have to go back to the capital and keep an eye on it...

……

The south wind blew gently, and tender grass buds sprouted on the sunny slopes, and the river gurgled down, swaying with scales and ripples.

Drones hovered overhead, and off-road vehicles drove slowly along the river.

His thick arm stretched out the window, and with a flick of his fingers, the cigarette butt fell into the river.

"Chinese cigarettes are too strong and not as easy to smoke as Marlboro!"

Li Ding'an wanted to slap this fat face: You don't think it's easy to slap, why the hell do you want more of them? Several of them?

He didn't answer and looked at his watch again: "It's almost four o'clock. We'll be here today. We'll meet here at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"no problem!"

Bart made an "OK" gesture, opened the car door, and paused again, "Professor Li, I can bring a few more students here tomorrow."

Why did you bring them here, to travel around and get a salary by the way?
"Okay!" Li Ding'an nodded, "The daily funds and subsidies are fixed. I don't have any objection to you bringing a group here."

So what's the use of bringing it with me?

Bart shook his head and got off the road.

Several students were taking pictures by the river. When they saw this, they dispersed and rushed to get on the bus.

It's just an off-road vehicle, a pickup truck, but it has to seat fourteen people. If you run slower, you have to sit in the trunk and body.

For a while, there was a lot of noise and bustle.

Then, the two cars left, and Li Dingan breathed a sigh of relief and jumped out of the car.

These uncles finally left...

Well, why are there two more?

On the first day, the two beautiful girls of Russian and Mongolian descent he met were standing by the river, smiling at him.

Li Ding'an frowned: "Translator Fan, what's going on?"

Fan Rong looked worried: "Teacher Li, they said they want to stay and study Chinese with you at night."

Learn something?

"Fan Rong, Mo Rigen, send them away!"

The Mongolian driver nodded, went over with Fan Rong, and muttered a few words. The two girls shrugged and got into the archaeological team's off-road vehicle.

Not far away, Xiaotian muttered: "What do they want to do?"

"What else can you do?" Xiao Jiang pursed his lips towards Li Ding'an, "I've been staring at him for several days, and it's like a wolf seeing flesh, his eyes are shining..."

"No... isn't this too open?"

"Mei Mao is like this, not to mention that Teacher Li is young and rich, and still so handsome?"

"I'm pretty good at Chinese too?" Fang Zhijie looked yearning, "Why don't they learn from me?"

Shu Jinghao sneered: "Okay, I will definitely tell Xiao Sun (Sun Huaiyu) when I get back."

Fang Zhijie's lips trembled with fear: "Hello Shu Jing, do you want me to die?"

"You deserve it...what's your situation, don't you have any points? As for your girlfriend, if I give you two hands, you are no match..."

A group of people were laughing and joking, and Li Ding'an waved his hand: "It's time to work... Fang Zhijie, geomagnetics... Li Jin, geoelectricity, Lankun, drilling rigs, endoscopes..."

what?
Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Geomagnetism, geoelectricity, endoscopic exploration... Is this to explore the tomb?

But after several days of investigation, no tombs were found anywhere?
Just as he was surprised, Li Ding'an had already arrived at the river.

A group of people woke up from a dream, those who picked up machines picked up machines, and those who picked up tools picked up tools.

The Wengjin River has just thawed and entered its normal water period, so the river beach is very wide and there are bare rocks everywhere on the beach.

Jumping off the river bank, Li Ding'an stared at the river embankment: it looked like it was built artificially, with a curved stone wall made of piled stones sandwiched in the middle of the river embankment.

"Is this... a tomb wall?"

Yu Huiyin looked surprised, "I thought it was a sheepfold built by herders before?"

"It's the sheepfold... Look, there are sheep dung between the stones."

Otherwise, how could it be Li Ding'an's turn to discover such an obvious tomb wall?

"what?"

"But these stones are definitely removed from the tomb walls!"

It's so neat. The strips of stone are almost the same size, which shows that they were carefully selected.

It’s just a sheepfold, and the herders don’t have obsessive-compulsive disorder?
In the blink of an eye, the team members brought the machine and Li Ding'an jumped onto the river bank: "Center on this and explore eastward: Note that nine out of ten are stone tombs. The characteristics of the tomb are very obvious: the walls are surrounded by piles of stones, and the top of the coffin is in line with the tomb. There is a layer of charcoal around the pit, and the tomb is most likely hollow. If it were solid, it would only be sand and soil caused by the collapse..."

When the time comes, the team members take action.

"The sheepfold has been built. Could it have been stolen?"

"It's possible, but at most one or two were stolen."

"You mean a lot?"

"It won't be less anyway!"

"Old Book of Tang·Biography of the Turks": When people of their country were buried, their clothes and burials were similar to those in the Central Plains... Therefore, the burials of the Turks were either earth pit tombs or stone chamber tombs.

Only the earlier Huns would "build stones into tombs".

Looking at these stones, they are almost the same in size, length, and even thickness. There is no doubt that the owners are Hun nobles.

"Historical Records: Biography of the Xiongnu": When he was about to die, his ministers and concubines died, numbering in the thousands and hundreds...

"Book of Han·Biography of the Xiongnu": When he was about to die, many of his ministers and concubines died, as many as hundreds of them...

"Yan Shigu Annotation" (Sui Dynasty): The number of martyrs may be dozens or hundreds.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that hundreds or even thousands of people were buried. However, among the tombs of Xiongnu nobles that have been excavated, there are at least ten accompanying tombs.

After this calculation, there should be at least 8,910 tombs nearby.

"So many, is this a group of tombs?" Yu Huiyin looked around and lowered his voice: "But why are you carrying Professor Bart on your back?"

Li Ding'an sighed: "What if we discover the tomb?"

There is no doubt: 90% of Mongolian archaeological research relies on tombs. If it is a large tomb, the National Branch will definitely abandon the Chinese inspection team...

So we have to explore it quietly: it doesn't matter if it's a small tomb, just report it when it's time. If it was a big tomb, let alone reporting it, he would have to help bury it.

Of course, when you find the Feng Shui ruins, you can help them excavate them or even do some research...

After saying a few words, Li Ding'an took out the ancient geography map and compared it carefully.

At the foot of Hang'ai Mountain, upstream of Wengjin River, to the east of the mountain, to the west of the river... Shan Yu came out of camp and worshiped the sun for the first time!

If there is a tomb, it will probably not be small.

While he was thinking secretly, Fang Zhijie waved to him: "Teacher Li, are you coming to see me?"

Not far away, only more than ten meters from the river bank, Li Dingan ran over quickly.

The geomagnetic waves scanned in a fan shape, and the detection image was very clear: about four meters underground, there was a circular stone building with a diameter of more than two meters.

The Xiongnu Tomb is gone.

Li Ding'an checked the mountain topography: "Continue to the east, the north and south range is ten meters..."

The team members nodded, and a group of people carried the instruments and slowly headed east.

After walking only four or five steps, the geomagnetic meter rang: four meters below the surface, there was still a circular stone tomb.

Compared with the previous one, the diameter of the tomb is slightly larger, almost two and a half meters.

Li Ding'an waved his hand, meaning to continue.

Then, the geomagnetic meter rang and stopped: one, two, three... From west to east, almost fifty meters away, there were nine circular stone tombs.

Shu Jinghao was very excited as she carried the probe: she had explored a lot of domestic tombs, but this was the first time to visit a foreign tomb...

"Teacher Li, do you want to explore?"

"I'm just accompanying the tomb. I don't think I even have a clay pot. It's not necessary!"

"Will there be a big tomb?"

Li Ding settled for a moment: There are nine accompanying tombs, I really can't say for sure.

Besides, it’s already here, and nothing is idle.

He thought for a moment and pointed south: "Try to explore!"

The team members turned south, almost stopping every step of the way.

But just like a power outage, the geomagnetic meter suddenly stopped moving.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...

"Could it be that the location is wrong?"

"No: pillow on the east and step on the west, the companion tomb is on the right...so the main tomb must be in the south. Look towards the river..."

Li Ding'an pointed to the suspected sheep pen wall by the river embankment, "There must be a companion tomb there, but the river changed its course and happened to be washed out, and then the stones were picked up by herdsmen to build the sheep pen... so the companion tomb is not just there. These nine...it can be seen from this that the main tomb will not be small..."

"How big is it?"

"There are still three to four hundred square meters!"

So maybe, there are not only the tombs of the Xiongnu nobles here, but also the great nobles...

Yu Huiyin seemed to understand but nodded subconsciously.

Just as it happened, there was another "di" sound not far away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After following Li Ding'an for so long, there was no need to explain anything more. Fang Zhijie directed the team members to slowly expand the scope of the test.

Then, the geomagnet kept ringing.

At first, Li Ding'an was calm, but gradually, his eyes opened wider and wider:

The north and south stone walls of the tomb are 32 meters long, and the east and west stone walls are 38 meters long. How many square meters is this?

Thousands of them...

The key thing is that there is a tomb passage directly west of the main tomb chamber, which is six meters wide from north to south and nearly 25 meters long from east to west. Both the main tomb chamber and the tomb passage have stone beams similar to the ceiling beams.

Looking at the composite image of the geomagnetometer, it looks like the character "A":

"Zhong" is the king, "Jia" is the king... This is the tomb of the Xiongnu king. (End of chapter)