Please, don't make wood into a relic

Chapter 172

Chapter 172

After everyone watched the cultural relics in the left room, they began to explore the cultural relics in the right room.

After Zhu Yuanzhang founded the country, he respected the left.

Therefore, the specification of the room on the right is a little lower than that on the left.

The cultural relic that can be obtained is a gold-plated iron dragon-patterned sword.

As for the other cultural relics in this supporting room, although they are also precious, they are not worth tens of millions.

"Let's go, save time, and continue to explore ahead. Anyway, these things will be transferred later."

After Zhong Ling finished recording, he had to leave the right supporting room.

Zhang Jue pointed to the volumes of books and copybooks on the bookshelf: "Mr. Zhong, don't you want to look at the things on it? Maybe there are some unexpected gains?"

Zhong Ling was about to leave. Hearing this, he put on his auxiliary glasses again and began to check the contents of the bookshelf one by one.

It's just that it seems that they are all supplementary materials for the imperial examination.

The most valuable is the idle book written by a scholar of the Imperial Academy.

Just when Zhong Ling was about to get up, he found a roll of copybooks hidden in the corner of the bookshelf.

Driven by curiosity, Zhong Ling unfolded the copybook.

Soon, his pupils shrank violently.

As if he didn't believe what he saw, Zhong Ling wiped his eyes again.

Looking at it, crystal tears appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he murmured:

"Thousands of hammers chisel out deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing."

"I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces, I want to stay innocent in the world."

"This... this is Yu Shaobao's authentic work!"

Zhang Jue's expression also changed suddenly upon hearing this.

He just said it casually just now, but he didn't expect that there is Yu Qian's authentic work on this bookshelf? !
Zhang Jue hurriedly went to Zhong Ling's side to check: "Minister Zhong, are you sure this is Yu Shaobao's authentic work?"

Zhong Ling nodded heavily: "[-]% sure, the style of this font can't be wrong. A batch of memorials of ministers of the Ming Dynasty were unearthed in Beizhili back then, and one of them was Yu Qian's, but it was incomplete."

"The handwriting on this copybook is highly similar to that in the memorial, and the poem written is Lime Yin, so it can't be wrong!"

Zhang Jue also put on his gloves, and took the copybook from Zhong Ling.

This is really priceless.

Among the cultural relics unearthed today, there are not many related to Yu Qian, and it can even be said that there are very few.

Yu Qian's copybooks are even rarer.

Zhang Jue usually reads some historical publications.

I admire Yu Shaobao, who is also known as the Three Heroes of West Lake along with Yue Fei and Zhang Huangyan.

Some people are the dazzling stars in the long river of history, which will not be annihilated with the passage of time.

The radiance he radiates is always bright.

After the Battle of Tumubao, the elite of the Ming Dynasty were wiped out, and the entire capital was panicked.

There are not a few people who advocate southward migration.

This is located in Shaobao, and he was ordered in the face of danger, and shouted out the ancient and modern words: "Those who advocate moving south will be killed!"

When the Oala army was pressing down on the border, it was Yu Qian who commanded the defense of the capital and repelled the enemy.

Help the building to fall, and turn the tide from falling.

Forcibly extend the life of the Ming Dynasty for 200 years.

Such a loyal calligraphy is absolutely priceless.

Ning Yuan didn't quite understand why Zhang Jue and Zhong Ling were so excited.

The first thing he thought of was the cross talk guy.

Smoking and drinking burns your head.

After Zhang Jue explained, he understood the difference between the two.

Zhang Jue and Zhong Ling were very excited when they found Yu Qian's calligraphy in the right matching room.

Zhang Jue also took a rare photo of this copybook.

It was not until the copybook was properly placed that Zhang Jue and the others left from the right side room.

"Mr. Zhang, let's speed up the process. There are so many rare funerary objects in one accompanying tomb, so what will it be like to enter the main tomb?"

A look of longing appeared on Zhong Ling's face.

Ning Yuan interrupted abruptly: "Okay, Brother Jue, your ancestors were very good at playing. All the tombs built privately are of this standard."

Zhang Jue spread his hands: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Even if the predecessors turned the tomb into an imperial mausoleum, it was the predecessors who did it."

In fact, he is also very strange, the branch of his ancestor, although he is the eldest son.

But he didn't inherit everything from the Duke's Mansion.

Even if you go south to do business, it is difficult to accumulate massive wealth in a short period of time.

But the ancestors were able to spend a huge amount of wealth to repair the tomb in such a grand manner.

What kind of business does the ancestor Zhang Zhong do? This is a bit intriguing.

Along the way, Zhang Jue was full of worries.

Now there are more and more mysteries.

There are many things he wants to think about.

Several people left the front room and quickly entered the middle room.

From a long distance, Zhang Jue and the others saw an altar in front of them.

Covers a large area.

The moment he saw this building, Zhang Jue became alert.

It is recorded in the Kanyu map of the southern tomb that there are altars in the two accompanying tombs.

But there are subtle differences.

The altar in Zhang Zhong's tomb was only equipped with some traps.

But in the altar of the unknown tomb, there is a hidden monster.

Zhang Jue began to scan the white marble altar in front of him carefully, searching for any suspicious things.

"Brother Jue, there seem to be two people kneeling on the top of that altar."

Ning Yuan built the cool bridge with his hands, and shouted while watching.

When Zhang Jue heard this, his face changed drastically: "No, we can't go ahead. We have to retreat to the school ground immediately."

Before the other two could react, the altar in front of them shook violently.

This kind of battle is like an earth dragon rolling.

Several people almost did not stop.

Zhang Jue's gaze quickly shifted to the top of the altar ahead.

In an instant, the two kneeling black figures stood up.

It is no longer the previous kneeling posture.

When Zhong Ling saw this horrific scene, his face turned pale, and the camera in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Then, before everyone reacted, the two black shadows on the top of the altar disappeared.

This... Could it be a fraudulent corpse?
Such a terrible thought could not help appearing in everyone's minds.

The next moment, those two black shadows suddenly flashed in front of everyone.

It wasn't until the close contact at this time that Zhang Jue and the others could clearly see the true appearance of these two foreign objects.

Bronzed skin.

There is a metallic texture all over the body.

What kind of corpses are these? They are simply two bronze men made of brass.

These two are wearing steel fork hats.

The one on the left is wearing a red boa robe and holding a sword.

The one on the right is wearing a python robe with a blue background, holding an iron whisk.

The dress of these two can no longer be said to look like eunuchs, they are exactly the same as eunuchs.

The faces of the two bronze figures were welded with characters.

As for which two words it was, no one could see clearly at all.

It all happened between the electric light and the flint.

Zhang Jue was about to pull his legs, but saw that the red python eunuch had already drawn out the sword in his hand, and was slashing at Zhang Jue.

It's not just why, these two bronze figures are clearly dead things, but they have agility and mobility that are different from ordinary people.

Zhang Jue subconsciously raised the Luoyang shovel to block.

But at this moment, Ning Yuan's right hand brought up an afterimage, and the Izumo Saber cut out immediately.

clang!
When the swords collided, there was a strong sound of gold and iron.

The strong stamina directly pushed Ning Yuan and Zhang Juezhen back two feet.

(End of this chapter)