Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 292 Eighteen Tombs

The new boy named Liu Kan also looked at Wang Haoming unhappily.

"Since you say it's different, then talk about it. Is there any essential difference between you and the officials?"

"This..." Hearing what Wang Haoming said, both of them were dumbfounded. Although archaeology is different from official robbers, Wang Haoming asked about the essence, so there is really no difference.

For the archaeologists, the ancient tombs are excavated, and then how to deal with them is irrelevant to the archaeologists. It is decided by the leaders, and they only have the right to suggest, not the right to make decisions.

"Forget it, let's go, it is true that no one else is allowed to enter here."

"Why are you just idlers? The land you dug belongs to Uncle Er's family, and you are idlers."

Ermao was a little unconvinced. There used to be a vegetable field here, but now it has been cleaned up.Although the archaeological team compensated Uncle Ermao's family for the loss, the land really belonged to their family.

"Okay, Ermao, stop talking, call your sister-in-law over, let's eat watermelon together."

Wang Haoming was afraid that Er Mao would continue talking, and the two sides would quarrel again, so he quickly stopped Er Mao, and hugged the watermelon from his arms.

This watermelon also weighs more than ten catties, so it is no problem for everyone present to share such a piece.

Seeing Wang Haoming's insistence, Ermao didn't say anything.Wang Haoming is brother's classmate and a native of the city, so he still respects him very much.

"Let's all take a break, work on it for a while, and then continue at night."

A voice rang out in the pit, and all the girls and daughters-in-law rushed up from the bottom of the pit and surrounded Wang Haoming and Er Mao.

There is a little daughter-in-law who is familiar with Er Mao, who is still pinching his face and joking.

Wang Haoming was also taken aback by this battle, and hastily used the watermelon knife in his hand to divide the watermelon into more than ten portions, and handed them out piece by piece.

Several people took the watermelon and thanked Wang Haoming. After a brief chat with them, Wang Haoming found out that these people were all staff members of the local cultural relics department.

"Thank you, boy."

After handing out the last piece of watermelon, Wang Haoming realized that there was an old man standing in front of him. He should be quite old, but he was in good spirits.Standing under the sun, there was not much sweat on his face.

Wang Haoming waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'm also being generous to others, hehe. This is a watermelon grown in my classmate's house. Don't worry about it, if it's not enough. I'll send two more later."

"That's not suitable, let's buy it."

The old man looked at the big hole below, thought for a while and said, "I guess I'll stay here for half a month, and let my classmates send two watermelons over every day, one watermelon costs 20 yuan. Do you think it's okay?"

"No, it doesn't need to be so expensive, five or six yuan is enough." Before Wang Haoming could speak, Er Mao answered.

This actually made Wang Haoming look at this half-grown child with admiration. He acted like a money fan just now, but now he actually asks for less money.

"That's ten yuan each, Ermao, you send two watermelons here every day, and I'll just tell you Brother Tao later."

"Ok!"

Ermao nodded heavily, the resentment just now has disappeared, this watermelon is worthless in the countryside, it doesn't matter whoever passes by the melon field on weekdays, picks two to eat, as long as the melon seedlings are not destroyed.

"Grandpa, eat watermelon quickly."

While Wang Haoming was talking to the old man, the girl had already finished eating the watermelon, and she was licking her lips with some insatiable desire.

"Here, eat it, little greedy cat." The old man smiled tolerantly, and handed the watermelon in his hand to the girl.

"Teacher, you can eat by yourself. I haven't eaten this piece yet." The student named Liu Kan quickly pulled the old man's granddaughter away, and gave the girl the piece of watermelon that was given to him.

"Young man, my granddaughter's parents are abroad, and I usually don't have time to discipline her. You're laughing at me." The old man actually heard the conversation of several people just now.

"The old man is serious. It's okay. I heard that there is an archaeological team excavating the site. I wanted to come and see it, but I said something wrong just now."

Wang Haoming was still a little curious about the identity of the old man in front of him. Seeing the attitude of the staff of the local cultural relics department towards the old man, Wang Haoming knew that the old man should be in charge of the archaeological excavation work here.

"Hehe, young man, if you can say the word official robber, you know that you have research in archaeology or cultural relics?"

The old man has no taboos about the word "official robber", his idea is quite different from others.

Digging a tomb is robbing a tomb. Even if it is dug in the name of the country, the word "robbery" cannot be escaped. It is just that the cultural relics in the tombs dug out by the country are mostly used for exhibitions or to study the social conditions at that time, not like private robbers. In that way, it is entirely for self-interest.

"Grandpa, I'm thinking about getting a postgraduate degree in archeology, so I can recharge myself."

Wang Haoming naturally didn't dare to show off in front of the old man in front of him.

"Oh? There are not many people applying for the archeology major. This job is quite boring, and they often wander around in the fields. Sometimes they can't go home all year round. Why do you have such an idea, young man?"

After hearing Wang Haoming's words, the old man froze for a moment, apparently surprised by Wang Haoming's answer.

"Hehe, old man, I want to learn more about the customs and culture of the past dynasties in China. This is also of great benefit to the collection, and I don't necessarily want to engage in archaeological related work."

Wang Haoming didn't hide his thoughts. With his wealth, there was no need for him to do this job. Staying in the wild every day was absolutely unbearable for Wang Haoming.

"Which university did you apply for the archeology major?" the old man asked casually.

"From Beijing University, I heard that the faculty there is the strongest."

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said, "Beijing University is not easy to take the exam. Although the archeology major is very unpopular, the head of the department, old man Meng, is stubborn."

"Hehe, my chemistry grades in college are pretty good. I believe it's not a big problem. The old man also knows Professor Meng from Peking University?" Wang Haoming said confidently.

"Of course I know him. I've known him all my life. That old man, tsk tsk, is difficult to deal with. How about it, young man, I'll test you a few questions. If you can answer them, I'll go and intercede with that old man Meng."

Wang Haoming didn't realize that when the old man was talking, his eyes that saw through the world showed a trace of childlike innocence inadvertently.

"Old man, there's no need to intercede, but I really don't have much experience in interviews for postgraduate entrance examinations. If you always have any questions, just ask them. I'll take it as a practice in advance."

Wang Haoming said with a smile, Uncle Rong has already greeted that Professor Meng, and he and the old man in front of him have never lived together, so how dare he bother him.

Besides, from what the old man said, that Professor Meng is a bit weird.If there are many people to intercede, maybe it will be counterproductive.

"Okay, then let me ask you, do you know whose tomb we are digging now?"

Wang Haoming frowned at the old man's question, it was really difficult to answer.

Wang Haoming's eyes looked towards the bottom of the pit, and spiritual power overflowed, but there were no clues found in the soil, only some broken ceramic vessels, the spiritual energy inside was very weak, and Wang Haoming couldn't tell what age it was .

When he withdrew his aura, Wang Haoming saw those armed policemen on duty, and his heart moved.The national cultural relics department took the lead, the local government fully assisted, and the armed police protected the scene. Presumably this tomb is not simple, it should be an emperor's tomb.

It's just that the scope of the emperor's tomb is also a bit larger. From the Qin Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, there were dozens of emperors. Who knows which one?

"The Eighteen Tombs of Guanzhong!" The term suddenly popped up in Wang Haoming's mind.

He remembered a document he had read not long ago, which was about the tombs of eighteen emperors in the Tang Dynasty. The emperor's mausoleum is in this small county.

The document said that these mausoleums were all built against the mountains, and they were quite similar to where I was now.

It's just that it is said in the literature that the bridge mausoleum is majestic and the stone carvings are exquisite. It is the most eighteen tombs in Guanzhong, so it should not be it.

As for the remaining three, which emperor's tomb belonged to, Wang Haoming could no longer guess.

"It should be the tombs of Tang Xuanzong Tailing, Tang Xianzong Jingling, Tang Wenzong Guangling and other emperors." Wang Haoming replied.

Wang Haoming's words made the old man's face show a trace of surprise, although the people of the country knew the Tang Dynasty.

It is also possible to name several emperors such as Li Yuan, Li Shimin, or Tang Xuanzong, but it is limited to those relatively famous emperors. People like Wang Haoming who can even call out their year names are just a handful of people. counted.

"Young man, are you talking about the Eighteen Tombs in Guanzhong? There were only eighteen emperors in the Tang Dynasty. How could you guess these three?"

The old man was noncommittal to Wang Haoming's answer, but continued to ask.

"There were eighteen emperors in the Tang Dynasty?"

Wang Haoming didn't know whether his answer was right or wrong, he had read it from that document, and when he was about to answer, the old man's question suddenly sounded in his mind, and he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"This old man can preside over the archaeological excavation here, so he can't even understand this basic question? Could it be..."

Although the Eighteen Tombs of Guanzhong are well-known, it does not mean that there were only 21 emperors in the Tang Dynasty. Wang Haoming clearly remembered that from Tang Gaozu Li Yuan to Aizong Li Zhu, the Tang Dynasty perished.There are [-] emperors in total.
It was only at the end of the Tang Dynasty that the Huangchao Uprising broke out, and then the court weakened, and all the towns supported themselves.

At the time of Tang Zhaozong, he was held by Zhu Wen, the Taizu of Houliang, and became the shameful emperor. He was killed by Zhu Wen not long after. Wen was poisoned to death, and he died in Shandong, so naturally there is no mausoleum in Shaanxi.

So looking at the 21 emperors of the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian was buried in the same cave as Gaozong, and after removing the two last emperors Zhaozong and Aizong, there are actually only [-] tombs, which is the origin of the theory of the Eighteen Tombs in Guanzhong.

"Old man, there are 21 mausoleums of Tang Dynasty emperors in Guanzhong, but there are not [-] emperors in Tang Dynasty, right? I remember that there should be [-], and Xuanzong Qin Mausoleum, Xianzong Jing Mausoleum and Wen Zongbo Mausoleum are located here It's near here, but if you're asking me which emperor's tomb it is, that kid really can't answer."

Wang Haoming felt that the old man in front of him was a bit cunning, and he actually played a trick for himself. If he continued, he would definitely be confused by him.

So after telling everything you know, tell the old man frankly, that's all I know, so don't ask any more questions.

"Not bad young man, you answered well. It's not easy to know this. My old man can guarantee that as long as you can pass the written test, you will definitely be admitted by that old man Meng."

After listening to Wang Haoming's reply, the old man showed a satisfied look on his face, and he opened his mouth to wrap it up, as if he could make the decisions himself.

Wang Haoming felt a little disapproving, even Uncle Rong and Professor Meng had such a good relationship, he dared not say such a thing, and he didn't know where the old man in front of him got his confidence.

Just when Wang Haoming was complaining, a staff member of the local archaeological department came over and said to the old man: "Professor Meng, it's almost time to rest, we can go back after working for a while, and come back when the sun is about to set." Bar."

"Meng, Professor Meng?"

Wang Haoming, who was standing aside, couldn't help being a little silly after hearing the staff member's address.

No matter how stupid he is, he still knows that this Professor Meng must be his mentor in the future, not to mention that Uncle Rong said a few days ago that Professor Meng of Peking University has been doing archaeology in other places during this period.

It's no wonder that Wang Haoming didn't guess it beforehand, he would never have thought that it was in this remote mountain ditch.It's a bit of a coincidence that I can meet Professor Meng, a famous figure in the archaeological world.

Professor Meng said to the staff member: "Let everyone start working, but be careful, call me if you find something."

(End of this chapter)