Born short-lived

"Okay, students, go this way. The theme of this exhibition hall is 'Millennium Kingdom'. In the center of the exhibition hall is the bronze fire sword that we exhibited at the Yanyang World Expo this time."

The young man walking in front of the line was wearing a headset, beckoning a group of people behind him to go to the glass showcase in the center of the exhibition hall.

The man turned around and stood on the other side of the glass display case, looking down at the complete bronze sword in the display case, and helped a pair of thin-frame flat mirrors on the bridge of his nose. The white light in the display case flickered on his lenses After a moment, he raised his head, revealing a pair of bright star-like eyes with a natural smile behind the lens from the white light, and the end of the eyes inadvertently raised a small hook-like arc: "This is the treasure of our country. It was broken during the period of Huaxu, also known as Emperor Dongwen, in the previous dynasty. What we see now is the repaired one. During Zeyuan’s reign, he was brought back from Nanyang by the crown prince—this crown prince is Emperor Xuanzheng, who is also the last black spirit who entered the jade recorded in the official history..."

Speaking of this, a little girl in the crowd suddenly raised her hand and jokingly said: "Teacher! Then your surname is Dong, so you are also a black spirit!"

Dong Ruoyun was not embarrassed at all when he was interrupted suddenly, and he teased back smoothly: "If I were Hei Ling, I wouldn't be here to give you lectures."

Everyone laughed along, Dong Ruoyun looked about the same, raised his hand, and everyone restrained naturally.

He is a newly hired lecturer in the Department of Literature and History of Yanyang University. He also takes postgraduate courses. He has a wide range of knowledge. He has a good attendance record, and he has a tacit understanding with the students during lectures.

"Okay, let's continue now," Dong Ruoyun said with a smile, "Actually, black spirits and non-black spirits are all legends from the ancient Huaxu period. Whether they exist or not can't be verified now. From the complete collapse of the dynasty to the current democratic society in our country, there are more than 500 million people with the surname Dong, even if there really is a black spirit, it is like a grain of sand mixed in the desert."

As he was talking, he glanced at the crowd inadvertently, and found that one of the students had a particularly piercing gaze—that student was almost standing at the end of the line, but because he was too tall, he still showed a shaved face inch forehead.

Dong Ruoyun blinked at him, then looked away very naturally: "Do you know how this Huozheng sword was discovered?"

He waited patiently for a while, and after receiving a lot of expectant eyes with satisfaction, he cleared his throat and began to pretend: "We said before that the tomb of Emperor Xuanzheng had been stolen, but according to the literature After counting the funerary objects, no lost cultural relics were found—except for the bones of Emperor Xuanzheng himself. At that time, when our archaeological team conducted rescue excavations, we made an assumption that the Huozhengjian might not have been treated at all. As a funeral object—then where did it go?"

"Later, a farmer on the outskirts of Yanyang found an ancient copper box when he was digging through the vegetable field. After opening it, he found this broken Huozheng sword, but the jade-embedded groove in the middle was empty. Let's go On-site investigation, compared with the planning map of the ancient Huaxuhua capital, the vegetable garden of the farmer's house was the backyard of the East Palace when Emperor Xuanzheng was the prince. At that time, it was a well—— Hiding at the bottom of the well."

A young man beside him asked with bright eyes: "Teacher, do you mean that you were also part of that archaeological team back then?!"

This man obviously didn't pay attention to the main point, Dong Ruoyun said bluntly: "It's not important, how can I get into Yanda if I don't have any experience in archaeology?"

Another little girl asked: "Teacher, is Emperor Xuanzheng's body really missing?"

Dong Ruoyun: "After we went down to the ground, the coffin in the main tomb was indeed empty—in fact, we couldn't understand it at the time. From ancient times to the present, basically all the tombs of emperors have been patronized by tomb robbers. Only Emperor Xuanzheng's Nothing was lost in the mausoleum except for the bones, and according to the signs of the robbery, his tomb has been robbed at least twice."

"How could this be?"

"Is there anyone else going after the corpse?"

"Maybe this grave robber has some... eccentricity?"

"Could it be Emperor Xuanzheng's little fan girl?"

……

Dong Ruoyun cleared his throat and interrupted their increasingly outrageous imaginations: "Emperor Xuanzheng is basically one of the most legendary emperors of the Dong Dynasty after the restoration of Huaxu. I have gone to the East China Sea, and I have never been pampered since I was a child, so I have a kind of ruthlessness that the ordinary nobles of the Tian family do not have. When I was less than 20 years old, I led the army to go to the South and the North. The handwriting is not good-looking and he has not left any calligraphy treasures. From diplomacy to governance to war, there is basically nothing he can't handle-it's a pity that he has never married a concubine in his life, nor has heirs of his own. After he abdicated, his nephew succeeded him, and he lived in seclusion in the East China Sea until he died at the age of 50."

While Dong Ruoyun was talking, he noticed that the tall man standing in the back row was looking at him all the time. Although it was right to concentrate on listening to the teacher's lecture, he always felt that those eyes were not "knowledge-hungry eyes" and were a bit too much. strong.

"Okay, now it's time for free exhibition viewing, and we'll be gathering here in half an hour."

The students dispersed one after another, and a few girls surrounded him chattering and asking questions. After he answered them all, they really couldn't find anything else to ask, so they reluctantly went to see the exhibition individually.

He sat on a chair by the wall of the exhibition hall, leaning against the back of the chair and heaved a sigh of relief. He had been talking about it since nine o'clock in the morning, and his throat was so dry that he wanted to go out to find the legs and feet of the vending machine, but it was as if he had been filled with lead.

Not far away, the Huozheng Sword was lying quietly in the showcase, and the crowds were rushing in and out. The cracks on the sword that were difficult to repair seemed to be some kind of weird pattern, overlapping with the mottled blue rust marks, empty inlaid The slots are dark.

Dong Ruoyun looked at it through the crowd, a little lost in thought.

At this moment, a huge shadow came over, and a bottle of mineral water was handed to him. On the wrapping paper was the endorsement photo of the well-known actor Jiang Ning.

When Dong Ruoyun raised his head, he found that the tall student was standing in front of him: "Teacher, drink some to moisten your throat."

"...Thank you." Dong Ruoyun took it over and smiled at him, "I'm interested."

The student was very bright, but his eyes were always dark that didn't match his age. He sat down beside Dong Ruoyun and said sincerely: "You speak very well."

For some reason, Dong Ruoyun has always had fun with students, but every time this person gets close, he feels a little uncomfortable: "Thank you, by the way, I remember your name is Gu... Gu Huai?"

"Yes," Gu Huai rolled his eyes, "Thank you for remembering me."

Dong Ruoyun unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, feeling as if a stream of clear spring was pouring on the sand baked by the sun: "This is what I said... I remember you said you were a soldier before, how did you think to read it?" Yanda graduate student?"

Gu Huai said: "I have a security company myself, and I have received many orders for cultural relics, so I also thought that it would not hurt to learn more about this."

Gu Huai is younger than Dong Ruoyun, but from his demeanor to everything he does, he has a maturity beyond his age, and a person who is just in his early twenties can run a security company by himself and make a living. water rises.

"Yes, knowledge is power. Your company seems to be called Black Shield?"

"Well, I have cooperated with your teacher from Yanda University before." Gu Huai said, turning his head to stare at him, "Teacher, you seem to be very interested in cultural relics from the ancient Huaxu period."

Dong Ruoyun: "...Well, that's right, I wrote related papers as an undergraduate."

"I also like that period of history," Gu Huai said, "Teacher, do you have time for lunch?"

Dong Ruoyun thought for a while: "I invited a few students to have a group meeting at the nearby restaurant at noon... Do you play games? We are ranked five black, four missing and one jungler."

Gu Huai: "..."

Dong Ruoyun chuckled: "Forget it, you don't look like a gamer either."

Gu Huai pondered for a while: "...Actually, I can learn."

"No, no, no," Dong Ruoyun waved his hands quickly, for fear of misleading his younger brother, "If you don't know it, don't learn it, waste your youth... If you want to make a meal appointment, I'm free tonight."

"Okay," Gu Huai didn't give him any room for remorse, "I have a friend who collects, and he has a small private museum, which collects a lot of small objects from the ancient Huaxu period, and there is a very good one in it." Chinese restaurant, if the teacher is willing to give me face..."

Dong Ruoyun never refuses the matter of "Cengfan": "Okay, okay, thank you very much."

Gu Huai slipped out a piece of black jade from the collar of his shirt: "Teacher, help me find out how old this jade is."

This jade is in the shape of a chime, Dong Ruoyun only glanced at it, and then his eyes were glued to it: "...where did you get it?"

Gu Huai looked at him with a half-smile, "It's a long story."

Dong Ruoyun took off the pretentious plain glasses, and there seemed to be magnets in his eyes: "I...can I touch it?"

Gu Huai simply took off the Mo Yu chime and handed it to him: "Please do."

Dong Ruoyun held it over carefully, his eyes wished he could dig out every seam on the jade chime, then he picked it up and held it up to the light: "This...it must have been several hundred years old at least...the good thing is It's a good thing... But this ancient jade can't be worn on the body."

Gu Huai: "This one is different."

Dong Ruoyun looked at him suspiciously.

Gu Huai: "Teacher, do you like it?"

Dong Ruoyun didn't understand what he meant: "It's indeed a rare and good thing..."

Gu Huai: "Then I'll give it to you."

Dong Ruoyun: "!!!"

With that said, without giving Dong Ruoyun time to reflect, Gu Huai got up and was about to go out: "Teacher, I'm skipping class first, see you at dinner."

Dong Ruoyun quickly stood up: "Oh no, this thing is too expensive, I can't..."

He didn't chase him very far, but somehow Gu Huai disappeared into the crowd.

[The author has something to say: The little cutie in the comment area came up with this brainstorm, and it even intersected with my new article, hehe. 】