How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Stab it!

That's when the 'King Kong Wall' was discovered inside.

Yecheng finally came to the Deling Gate of the Ming Tombs for the first time under the leadership of Chen Bu.

Standing outside the door were soldiers with loaded ammunition, their faces full of vigilance.

Not only here, the entire Ming Tombs have entered a state of military control.

There is a sentry every three steps, and a post every five steps. The situation inside is not yet known, but the atmosphere outside is very chilling.

After Ye Cheng and Chen Bu got off the car, they were going to Delingli because they heard that the location of the King Kong Wall had been found and was being excavated.

Ok?

Ye Cheng stopped after taking a few steps.

"Shopkeeper Li, why are you sitting here?"

Li Cen from Rongshengzhai actually did not guide the excavation inside, but sat leisurely reading a book at the entrance of Deling.

Li Cen looked up and grinned when he saw Ye Cheng finally arrived.

"I wasn't allowed in...Mr. Ye, I'm not waiting for you to come."

In order to excavate the underground palace this time, Li Cen specially took off his robe and mandarin jacket and changed into a pair of neat sports clothes.

There was even a bulging backpack on hand, obviously very well prepared.

But Ye Cheng frowned deeply.

Didn't you let in?

What's going on inside.

Who is Li Cen?

The last direct disciple of Feng Shiwen, the Taibao of Guanshan.

Counting hundreds of years back, you will find the Ming Tombs built by the Feng family themselves.

You don't want him to participate?

This is not nonsense!

But Ye Cheng quickly figured out the reason.

After all, no matter whether it is Guanshan Taibao or Faqiu Tianguan, they are all Lao Huangli.

Now, the archaeological team is the royal family.

We have archaeological certificates and legal excavation of ancient tombs. What do you have?

Chun Chun despises the existence at the bottom of the chain.

Ye Cheng smiled helplessly and pulled Li Cen to enter Deling.

"Let's go! Shopkeeper Li, is there some misunderstanding? Let me explain to them clearly. How can I enter the tomb without you this time..."

Unexpectedly, Li Cen remained motionless and continued to stand there with an embarrassed smile.

"Mr. Ye, a melon that is forced is not sweet, and a duck that is caught up in the fight is not obedient."

"Digging has started inside, and some things have even been dug up."

"Listen to my advice and let's wait and talk, okay?"

Li Cen said seriously, and even sat back down with the book in hand.

what……

Ye Cheng blinked and somewhat understood.

Just like shopkeeper Li said.

A melon that is too strong is not sweet, and a duck that is overbearing is not obedient.

If the people inside don't teach us a lesson and don't let them realize their shortcomings in ability, how can they accept us?

Going in rashly is nothing more than putting a hot face on a cold butt.

Haha, despite being honest, shopkeeper Li has lived for more than fifty years and is very experienced in dealing with people.

Ye Cheng simply sat down next to Shopkeeper Li and said with a smile: "Okay, let's wait and see."

Li Cen smiled and stopped talking, picked up the book in his hand again, and read it very seriously.

Ye Cheng glanced at it and saw that it was an uncut version of Jin Ping Mei. He wanted to laugh but held it back.

As the old saying goes.

The more honest a person is, the more naughty he is.

"Forehead……"

It was Chen Bu's turn to be confused.

What are you doing here? Why don't you go in?

If you don't go in, I will go in and take care of you.

Chen Bu glanced in along the Jin'en Gate and saw a sea of ​​people inside, all of them looking extremely excited, as if they had really discovered some treasure.

He endured the curiosity in his heart, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and sat down.

Hey!

Just wait.

that's it.

Ye Cheng, Li Cen, and Chen Bu were sitting on the stone pier outside Deling, waiting quietly.

……

Deep in Deling, people were already boiling.

It only took two or three hours of digging to dig out the diamond wall?

what does this mean?

It means that after finding the diamond wall, it can be completely demolished, revealing the entrance to the underground palace, and the golden sword of the horse can enter the imperial tomb!

"Xiao Fan, what did you find?"

Vice-captain Mao Wei, who was struggling to dig the soil, hurriedly threw down his shovel and ran over.

Fan Xiaoming, a student in the Department of Archeology at Kyoto University, looked nervous.

"Captain Mao, I...I don't know! When I was digging, there was a sudden bang from the shovel. It must have been something..."

"let me see!"

Mao Wei came over.

Not only him, Qian Xuechang, Wang Heping and others who had been watching at the edge of the pit also looked over.

Could it be that the diamond wall was really dug?

But when Mao Wei took the shovel from the student's hand and gave it a gentle blow, it made a banging sound again.

Mao Wei's face became more and more excited, and he slowly squatted down. He no longer dared to use the shovel, but instead used a hand shovel.

He called on three college students, including Fan Xiaoming, each with a small shovel to gently scrape away the floating soil.

"hiss……"

After a few scrapes, a sound of air-conditioning was heard.

"Is this... a stone tablet?"

But what was exposed on the unearthed surface was a flat rock, which seemed to be something like bluestone.

Why is it said to be a stone tablet and not the top of the Diamond Wall?

Because this rock is not big, only about half a meter wide, it is just stuck in the soil and exposed.

There was still dirt on the left and right sides, and nothing like the underground palace dome was found.

When they saw that it was a stone tablet and not a diamond wall, Wang Heping, Xu Shanhe and others beside the foundation trench couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Is this a mistake?

"Hahaha, Wang Yuan, General Xu, we really found the right one!"

Qian Xuechang, who had been standing beside the foundation tank to guide the work, actually laughed.

Ok?

The two of them were stunned. Did they find something wrong?

Didn't you find a stone tablet?

Qian Xuechang had already started to explain: "You two, when we were excavating Dingling, we found a stone tablet."

"It is written on the stone tablet that this stone is sixteen feet to the front of the diamond wall and three feet to five feet deep!"

"Our archaeologists finally succeeded in finding the entrance to the underground palace based on this sentence."

"That stone tablet is still in the Dingling Museum."

Qian Xuechang stood up and shouted to Mao Wei in the pit.

"Xiao Mao, hurry up! Organize people to dig out the stone tablet and see what is written on it!"

"Okay, money shop."

Mao Wei naturally believed that this stone tablet, like Dingling, was a guiding stone outside the King Kong Wall.

Because this is an old tradition.

Basically all imperial tombs were built while the emperor was still alive, or even just after he ascended the throne.

Often after the construction is completed, the emperor is still alive and even in the spirit of dragon and horse, so it is not a problem to live for another few decades.

But what's the point of being exposed in an underground palace for so many years?

Are you expecting me to die?

Craftsmen could only place a guidepost and then backfill the underground palace.

When the emperor dies, the guiding monument will be dug out, the entrance to the underground palace will be found, and the emperor's coffin will be buried inside.

Now that we have excavated the guidepost, we have basically excavated the diamond wall!

Mao Wei stood up excitedly and waved.

"Come! Come here and dig together. Dig out this stone tablet first! Look at what's written on it."

With that said, he called the dozen college students staying in the pit to come over quickly.

How can you not be excited that a group of young and energetic children can participate in the excavation work of the imperial tomb before they graduate?

Even though they had been digging for an hour or two, they were still not tired, so they all gathered around the stone monument and waved their pickaxes.

The stone monument should be only about one meter high. It would take more than ten or twenty minutes to dig it out, and it would definitely reveal its original shape.

Seeing that he had nothing to do anymore, Mao Wei took two steps back and leaned against the pit. He subconsciously took out a cigarette and was about to light it.

"Cough cough..."

The archaeological team leader Qian Xuechang's cough was immediately heard above his head.

Mao Wei then realized that there were several other big guys watching the whole process.

Squatting in an archaeological pit and smoking in front of others?

Too special girl is unprofessional.

He had no choice but to raise his head and sneer, then put away the cigarette case and circled back and forth, waiting for the stone tablet to reveal its original appearance.

But everyone has experienced this feeling of being addicted to cigarettes.

There is no taste in my mouth and my throat is itchy. I really want to find a cigarette butt and take a few puffs.

Mao Wei wandered around for two times and couldn't bear it any longer, so he thought about climbing up the trough, going up to smoke a cigarette and then coming back down.

By that time, it is estimated that the guiding stone will have been successfully dug out.

Just do it.

Mao Wei took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, walked to the edge of the gentle slope and climbed out of the pit.

With a depth of seven to eight meters and a height of two floors, it is so easy to climb out.

Coupled with the soft soil here, Mao Wei almost missed the bumps on the edge of the pit and fell into the pit several times.

When he finally found a bump, he was about to use his strength when he was suddenly stunned.

Ok?

What am I holding on to?

But I saw that he was holding something like a black wooden stick, just exposed on the edge of the pit wall.

Mao Wei subconsciously pulled it and found that he couldn't pull it.

After all, he is an archeology major and is interested in everything in the soil.

Why are there black bumps in the pit seven or eight meters deep?

He looked for the location of the wooden bar and looked to the side.

But seeing that no one noticed just now, there were many similar things besides the black wooden strips.

One piece after another protrudes, looming next to the foundation groove.

"This is……"

Mao Wei became interested, so he didn't rush to smoke. Instead, he jumped down into the pit, grabbed a shovel, and started yelling at the wall of the pit.

The black wooden strips were dug out immediately, revealing the contents inside.

Coffin?

wrong!

Mao Wei's heart suddenly jumped.

It's a coffin!

And a coffin board!

You know, coffin and coffin are two completely different concepts.

In ancient times, only wealthy families used coffins to hold burial items, and there were coffins inside the coffins to place their deceased ancestors.

As for poor people, how could they have such things as burial objects and just put them in a coffin and bury them in the ground?

How come there is a coffin board in the mausoleum of the majestic royal mausoleum, the resting place of the majestic Tianqi Emperor Zhu Youxiao?

Who would bury people here?

Mao Wei became more and more confused and couldn't help but shovel off a piece of wood with his hand and rub it in his hand.

The wood block immediately rotted, and the texture of the wood appeared in front of Mao Wei.

This is……

Willow?

Mao Wei became more and more confused.

You know, in ancient times, whether it was a coffin or a coffin, there were only a few types of wood to choose from.

Sandalwood or golden sandalwood is generally chosen for imperial mausoleums. For example, the Wanli coffin excavated that year was made of fine golden sandalwood.

Ordinary landowners and officials would choose nanmu, sycamore wood and other woods to build coffins.

Ordinary people directly choose relatively cheaper wood such as cypress and pine.

There is a saying for this.

Even the poorest family has to keep the coffin book and build a better coffin for themselves.

Cypress and pine have become the first choice wood for ordinary people because they symbolize longevity.

But now, what kind of wood appears in front of Mao Wei?

Willow!

How can this be?

You know, as an expert in the archaeological field, Mao Wei did not have the cultural background of Qian Xuechang, but he still worked for half his life.

It was impossible for him to forget the basic knowledge of whether he would sleep with willow when he was alive or whether he would sleep on poplar when he died.

What does it mean to not sleep with willows when you are alive, and with poplars when you are dead?

It is said that willow and poplar are yin in nature and do not bear seeds. If these two kinds of wood are used as coffins, they may never be able to survive.

Moreover, these two kinds of wood are fine for normal use. If they are made into a coffin and placed in the soil, the moisture in the soil will invade and they will rot and fall apart within a year.

Let me ask, who would use such wood for their ancestors?

No wonder Mao Wei punched out a large coffin board.

For a time, countless questions popped up in his mind.

Why are there so many coffins in front of the underground palace?

Why do you still use willow?

Is there a body buried inside the coffin?

Could it be that he was the craftsman who died while digging the imperial tomb?

But even if the craftsman dies, he cannot be buried in front of Zhu Youxiao.

Do you deserve to enjoy the Ancestral Temple with Lao Zhu’s family?

This is too nonsense.

Mao Wei raised his head and was about to call Qian Suo and ask him to come over and see what was going on.

But he found that everyone was attracted by the stone tablet, and no one noticed him.

Forget it, let’s go up first.

Mao Wei suppressed the confusion in his heart and continued to climb out of the base groove.

But before they knew it, the group of archeology students had excavated the entire stele.

"There's writing on it!"

The student named Fan Xiaoming was the first to wipe off the soil on the stone tablet and shouted in surprise.

Wow!

This time, everyone couldn't bear it any longer.

Mao Wei could no longer get into the basic groove.

Because a large number of archaeological team members jumped down impatiently.

If Wang Heping, Xu Shanhe, and Qian Xuechang were not old, they would have gone to the pit to check.

Even Lao Fu jumped down with all his might.

Mao Wei could only get out of the way and follow the crowd towards the stone monument.

But after running for two steps, I realized something was not right.

But after shouting that there were words on it, Fan Xiaoming froze on the spot.

Not only him, but also several students who were digging around the stone tablet were motionless.

Mao Wei and Lao Fu who were walking in front were stunned, not knowing what was happening!

"Xiaoming, what's wrong? Talk!"

Mao Wei frowned and secretly thought that he really had never seen the world.

It’s just a stone monument, and you can’t say anything excited?

But Lao Fu keenly sensed that something was not right, and walked quickly around to the front of the stone monument.

After glancing at the words above, I was stunned in place.

At the same time, his face turned livid.

Mao Wei noticed the change in Lao Fu's face and became more and more curious. What was written on it?

He led all the archaeological team members who jumped into the pit, walked over, walked around the stone monument and came to it.

next moment……

boom!

Everyone's heads exploded and their expressions changed dramatically.

At this time, it was a quarter past eleven in the morning, and although it was late winter, the warm sun was in the sky.

But after everyone saw the words on the stone tablet, they just felt like they were falling into the abyss and felt chills all over their bodies.

Especially the moment I saw the words.

A gust of cold wind came from nowhere and penetrated into the pit, shaking the people inside.

Whoohoo!

The cold wind persisted, and everyone felt the cordial greetings from hell.

But I saw four big characters written in red cinnabar on the stone tablet...

[The grave digger dies]!