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Chapter 73 The illustrious Jiang Yuan
  "Have you ever heard that the illustrious Jiang Yuan will not return her virtue?"

"This sentence comes from "The Book of Songs: Palace of Songs". It praises an accomplished historical figure in ancient times. It means the famous Madonna Jiang Yuan, whose virtues are upright and holy."

"She is Emperor Ku's concubine Yuan, the mother of Hou Ji, the founder of the Zhou clan——

It is also the person we are looking for this time, no, the owner of the tomb. "

A soul that had been silent for nearly twenty years, borrowed the mouth of a white fox to tell everything.

Everyone present felt ridiculous after hearing what he said.

The frivolous man took the lead and said with some confusion:
  "Jiang Yuan? Ancient times? The mother of the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty?"

"If I remember correctly, the Zhou Dynasty alone must be more than three thousand years ago, right? Isn't it?"

Isn't it a little too old? !

This question flashed through the minds of everyone present, and they looked at each other in shock but did not dare to voice this question.

It’s not necessary to be particularly smart. Anyone with a little common sense will know that it’s best to start with the tomb owner who is relatively recent and has a distinguished status.

Firstly, these tombs are of recent age and the grave goods are well preserved. They will not undergo hundreds or thousands of years of fluctuations. The conditions under the tombs will not change much from when they were buried, and it will not be easy for Yin Qi to gather and cause Yin Qi corpse transformation.

Secondly, if the time interval is too long, dating back to the Xia Dynasty, the ancient times, what can be buried with it? !
  At that time, smelting technology had not yet matured, most precious metals such as jade and gold had not yet become daily items, and bronzes had only just appeared. What could be buried with them?
  Are you robbing a tomb and stealing some pottery? Or some bronze?

But that’s not right either!

Not only is it difficult to steal and move, but even if it is moved out, who will it be sold to?

Far less popular than a Ding kiln porcelain on the black market.

Doesn’t this give yourself strength?

Everyone looked confused, but the man's voice did not hesitate for a moment, but revealed a little excitement:
  "Yes! Jiang Yuan!"

"There used to be a Tai clan here. As a holy mother, Jiang Yan was buried by her child Houji in the tribe where she grew up!"

"We also spent a lot of time to find this place, and we wanted to get the pottery urn from Mother Ginger that can only extend people's lives to 800 years old."

The man's originally chaotic and vague voice was no longer full of enthusiasm:
  "As long as you pour clean water into it, you can pour out the 'longevity water' from the pottery urn!"

I really came here for the pottery urn!
  But what about extending life and living to 800 years old?
  Why do I become more and more confused the more I listen to it? Do people still believe in these things in this day and age?

and many more!

I can turn into a paper man, and I have even seen ghost babies and immortals possessing disciples. Why can't there be a pottery urn that can make people live longer?
  If it is true, it is not difficult to explain why there are three real golden captains who would rather take risks and stay here!

I was shocked and continued to look inside the tent while holding my breath.

Several people in the camp were confused, confused, and thoughtful.

Boss Hu, who had not spoken for a long time, raised his question sharply:

"Since this little brother said that the pottery urn can prolong life, he must have his own source of information?"

"If possible, we still want to hear the story from the little brother."

The man's voice let out a long sigh of relief:

"Of course I have my own way of knowing about this."

"Do you know my last name?" Mr. Hu suddenly raised his head:

".ginger?!"

"Could it be that the descendants of the owner of this tomb have memorized some mysteries about this tomb, so they came to investigate?"

This is really true. 'Xuan Miao' and 'Detection' directly turned over the matter of tomb robbing.

The man didn't seem to expect that someone would guess it so quickly, and he felt a little embarrassed:
  "That's not true, my surname is Gao."

"But just as you guessed, my ancestor is named Jiang. During the Xuan Qin Dynasty, the Jiang surname had developed into a large clan east of Hangu Pass in Lingbao, Henan. Therefore, the large clans from Guandong migrated westward to enrich Guanzhong, and then formed a famous clan in Tianshui. "County Hope"

"So the 'high' in my family is actually a descendant of the surname Jiang, and the family tree also has the same surname Jiang."

"Where to begin?"

"Let's start with my eldest grandfather. He is my grandfather's biological brother. When the family developed to my grandfather's generation, it was basically in a state of decline due to various tendencies against landlords. In addition to my own family tree, there are also There are some old items that are of little value, and the rest are basically gone.”

"But it just happened to be that box of genealogy records and a bottle that gave me my first introduction to the world."

"When I was born, my grandfather was almost seventy years old. When I was ten years old, he was already lying on the bed dying."

"The child is very playful. Although his room always smells of old age mixed with all kinds of stinks, he is rich and has a lot of fine food. In addition, my grandfather has never been married in his life. The one who hurts me the most is me. , so he saved everything for me."

"The date was when I was in elementary school. One day, he suddenly called me to my bed and said to me: 'Grandson, I can't stand it anymore. Go and help me put the sealed bottle in the box under the bed. Here, I am going to make a decision that goes against my ancestors.'"

"My great-uncle is good to me. Now that I'm saying this, how can I not agree?"

"I brought him a bottle, opened the seal, and found that there was nothing inside. Grandpa didn't care, so he told me to pour some water into it, wash the remaining contents, and then wait for him to drink it."

"I listened to his words, helped him up, and helped him drink the water from the bottle."

"Then, guess what happened!?"

The man's voice began to tremble:
  "My great grandfather drank water and took a nap. The next day, he was able to get out of bed and walk!"

"But when I saw him the day before, he was still breathing more out than in, and his entire eye sockets and cheeks were sunken!"

"My elders privately said that it must be a return to glory. After this period of time, you will die soon."

"But until several years later, my grandfather died, my father lost his job, my mother ran away, and my great grandfather did not die."

"Not only is he not dead, he is also living younger and younger."

"I knew in my mind that this matter must be related to the porcelain bottle in the box under the bed, but no matter how I asked my uncle, my uncle refused to let go."

"I was young too, and my curiosity killed the rat, so I took advantage of my grandpa to go out, sneaked into his room, and dug out the boxes and porcelain bottles under his bed."

"Beside the porcelain bottle is a book that looks a bit old. Turning to the first page, the first sentence copied in calligraphy is——

A descendant of the Jiang family, Gao Jian.

Born in Lingqiao, he rose to the rank of Taifu.

In the twelfth year of Dayou, he retired and returned to his hometown of Anxing. He realized that his time was running out, so he tried his best to build and build his own tomb, against all opinions, in order to achieve bliss after death.

After several visits to the acupuncture points, a Feng Shui treasure was determined. When the ground was being laid, he happened to encounter an ancient tomb underground. Gao Jian felt that this was an unknown time and was depressed. A grandnephew in his family suggested that it would be a pity to abandon it, but he could dig it up and turn it into his own tomb. "

　The author of this chapter has many personal assumptions that don’t exist in history, so there’s no need to look for them. The author himself is not a professional historian, so to be able to write like this in the end is already the limit~Don’t take it seriously~
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