I rely on the map to guide Xueba
Chapter 177: Two White Lights
"He doesn't have the pretensions of a teacher at all. He gets along with the people in the club and sometimes forgets that he is a teacher. He is a very nice person, but sometimes he speaks out of tune. Don't mind."
Various images have emerged in Wei Junxing's mind. This Peng Wenyao has been speaking for Bai Yi, and the relationship between the two is very close.
Wei Junxing nodded with a smile, but his eyes fell on the side of Peng Wenyao's face. There was a flash of white light just now, but now everything is normal.
"No, he is my main subject teacher, and my credits are still in his hands."
"Haha."
Peng Wenyao followed with a smile, and stretched out his hand towards Wei Junxing,
"Let's go, let's play for a while. You must come to participate in the basketball game of this year's Universiade. I will reserve a spot for you."
Wei Junxing reached out to hold Peng Wenyao's hand, stood up,
"Okay, if I have time, I will definitely participate."
They played for a while, Wei Junxing's team overwhelmingly defeated Peng Wenyao's team.
As soon as it was dark, Wei Junxing returned home contentedly.
After entering the door, he quickly threw his sweaty jersey into the washing machine, took another shower, and then went to the kitchen to cook, sweeping away all traces of playing.
He Jingshuo came home on meal time, got into the kitchen as soon as he put down his handbag, hugged Wei Junxing from behind, and was very happy to hear the voice.
"Ah Xing, there is something to be said about Wei Linggong's tomb."
Wei Junxing was still cutting the vegetables, without turning his head, he asked cooperatively,
"How to say?"
"I asked a few people who are familiar with oilfield mining today. The fact that there is an oilfield in that area is basically a certainty, so the excavation of Wei Linggong's tomb is also a recent matter. There may be new actions from the Cultural Relics Protection Association in the near future."
After He Jingshuo finished talking excitedly, seeing that Wei Junxing didn't respond, he poked his head out of his armpit and asked,
"Ah Xing, aren't you very concerned about this matter? Why don't you respond?"
Wei Junxing leaned over and sucked on his face, and said with a faint smile,
"I've known it for a long time. Professor Zhang asked us to submit a paper on Wei Ling Gong's tomb during his lecture today, and we have to judge the archeology of Wei Ling Gong's tomb based on the quality of the paper. Do you think I can go?"
"Really?"
When He Jingshuo heard this, he jumped onto Wei Junxing's back excitedly,
"That is to say, you can participate directly without looking for other ways?"
"Then I'll have to write a dissertation."
While Wei Junxing was talking, he had already fried a shredded potato with vinegar and put it on the table. He Jingshuo followed him and took the bowls and chopsticks, ready to eat.
"Then what are you going to write? It must be novel, and write something they don't know. It will make Professor Zhang's eyes shine, and he must take you there."
He Jingshuo gave him advice with bright eyes.
Wei Junxing held the bowl and chopsticks and thought for a while,
"Xueba, don't tell me, I didn't have any ideas before, but after you mentioned it, I have one."
"What? Let's hear it."
Curious, He Jingshuo put down the bowl and waited for his next words.
Wei Junxing smiled mysteriously, knocked on the opponent's bowl with his chopsticks,
"Eat first, and you'll know as soon as you finish writing."
He Jingshuo took over the job of washing dishes after dinner, and urged Wei Junxing to write a thesis.
Wei Junxing went back to his study, opened his notebook and outputted frantically.
Just after ten o'clock, he finished writing, and took the notebook to the sofa in the living room to show He Jingshuo.
He Jingshuo glanced impatiently, "Who is the owner of Wei Linggong's tomb?" "
Wei Junxing wrote about the arrest of Wei Crown Prince Shen after the Battle of Maling, the rescue of all parties in Wei State, and Wei Linggong's rescue of Wei Crown Prince Shen and his return to Yingcheng.
Finally, it was determined that there were not only the little-known little general Wei Linggong, but also the well-known Crown Prince Shen of Wei State in the tomb of Wei Linggong.
He wrote nearly ten thousand characters eloquently, with a clear context, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
Holding the mouse, He Jingshuo stared at the computer screen for a while and asked worriedly,
"Aren't you afraid that Professor Zhang will say that you made up stories when you write it like this? I think your stories are all fabricated out of thin air, without any real evidence."
Wei Junxing peeled an apple and sat beside He Jingshuo, gave He Jingshuo a bite,
"Who said, isn't there a county chronicle? And I know this matter best. After all, the bones of my previous life are buried in that tomb."
"Ah Xing, if you say that in front of Professor Zhang, he will probably reward you with a big mouth."
He Jingshuo closed his notebook,
"Although it is absurd, it can be regarded as another way, which will attract the attention of his old man."
He finally came to such a conclusion.
Wei Junxing ate a handful of apples, grabbed a tissue and wiped his hands.
"A little-known general will naturally not attract the attention of the outside world. If Prince Wei Shen is buried inside, do you think it will attract more people's attention.
Besides, everything is guesswork before the tomb is opened. If everything goes well and good resources can be used, I believe Professor Zhang will accept my guess.
Mission accomplished, why don't we do something else..."
After he finished speaking, he moved closer to He Jingshuo,
"I've been running around for a while. There are too many things to do. How much good time was wasted."
He breathed out the warm breath mixed with apple breath on He Jingshuo's face, He Jingshuo carefully put the notebook away, pushed him,
"Go to the bedroom."
"It's here."
Someone didn't give him any chance to resist at all, he used his hands and feet to act, and he always only did more and didn't say much.
He Jingshuo had no choice but to grab his hair,
"When your thesis is finalized, it will be New Year's Day soon. How about I organize a villa party and bring all the people we suspect, and let Zhang Tianshi take a look?"
Wei Junxing was about to forget about it, so he hummed in a low voice.
Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, he still couldn't use it on the sofa. He stretched out his long arms, picked up He Jingshuo and entered the bedroom.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of November, and Wei Junxing polished up the paper in his hand, found some historical evidence, and sent it to Professor Zhang's mailbox.
The weather was getting colder, and He Jingshuo's company's financing matters were temporarily put on hold. Although He Jingshuo was in a hurry to get angry, he couldn't make fun of his father's life, so he could only find another way for the time being.
On the contrary, the news that Wuxi County was going to develop oil fields spread quickly, and a piece of land next to Wei Linggong's tomb also began to be auctioned with the rising tide.
He Jingshuo thought that since he was going to dig Wei Linggong's grave, he might as well consider the land.
So he arranged for Liang Xinlei to keep an eye on the movement over there.
Liang Jinlei is a pragmatic person, and soon the materials over there were collected and put into his mailbox. That evening, He Jingshuo went home and had dinner, and sat on the sofa to read these materials.
Various images have emerged in Wei Junxing's mind. This Peng Wenyao has been speaking for Bai Yi, and the relationship between the two is very close.
Wei Junxing nodded with a smile, but his eyes fell on the side of Peng Wenyao's face. There was a flash of white light just now, but now everything is normal.
"No, he is my main subject teacher, and my credits are still in his hands."
"Haha."
Peng Wenyao followed with a smile, and stretched out his hand towards Wei Junxing,
"Let's go, let's play for a while. You must come to participate in the basketball game of this year's Universiade. I will reserve a spot for you."
Wei Junxing reached out to hold Peng Wenyao's hand, stood up,
"Okay, if I have time, I will definitely participate."
They played for a while, Wei Junxing's team overwhelmingly defeated Peng Wenyao's team.
As soon as it was dark, Wei Junxing returned home contentedly.
After entering the door, he quickly threw his sweaty jersey into the washing machine, took another shower, and then went to the kitchen to cook, sweeping away all traces of playing.
He Jingshuo came home on meal time, got into the kitchen as soon as he put down his handbag, hugged Wei Junxing from behind, and was very happy to hear the voice.
"Ah Xing, there is something to be said about Wei Linggong's tomb."
Wei Junxing was still cutting the vegetables, without turning his head, he asked cooperatively,
"How to say?"
"I asked a few people who are familiar with oilfield mining today. The fact that there is an oilfield in that area is basically a certainty, so the excavation of Wei Linggong's tomb is also a recent matter. There may be new actions from the Cultural Relics Protection Association in the near future."
After He Jingshuo finished talking excitedly, seeing that Wei Junxing didn't respond, he poked his head out of his armpit and asked,
"Ah Xing, aren't you very concerned about this matter? Why don't you respond?"
Wei Junxing leaned over and sucked on his face, and said with a faint smile,
"I've known it for a long time. Professor Zhang asked us to submit a paper on Wei Ling Gong's tomb during his lecture today, and we have to judge the archeology of Wei Ling Gong's tomb based on the quality of the paper. Do you think I can go?"
"Really?"
When He Jingshuo heard this, he jumped onto Wei Junxing's back excitedly,
"That is to say, you can participate directly without looking for other ways?"
"Then I'll have to write a dissertation."
While Wei Junxing was talking, he had already fried a shredded potato with vinegar and put it on the table. He Jingshuo followed him and took the bowls and chopsticks, ready to eat.
"Then what are you going to write? It must be novel, and write something they don't know. It will make Professor Zhang's eyes shine, and he must take you there."
He Jingshuo gave him advice with bright eyes.
Wei Junxing held the bowl and chopsticks and thought for a while,
"Xueba, don't tell me, I didn't have any ideas before, but after you mentioned it, I have one."
"What? Let's hear it."
Curious, He Jingshuo put down the bowl and waited for his next words.
Wei Junxing smiled mysteriously, knocked on the opponent's bowl with his chopsticks,
"Eat first, and you'll know as soon as you finish writing."
He Jingshuo took over the job of washing dishes after dinner, and urged Wei Junxing to write a thesis.
Wei Junxing went back to his study, opened his notebook and outputted frantically.
Just after ten o'clock, he finished writing, and took the notebook to the sofa in the living room to show He Jingshuo.
He Jingshuo glanced impatiently, "Who is the owner of Wei Linggong's tomb?" "
Wei Junxing wrote about the arrest of Wei Crown Prince Shen after the Battle of Maling, the rescue of all parties in Wei State, and Wei Linggong's rescue of Wei Crown Prince Shen and his return to Yingcheng.
Finally, it was determined that there were not only the little-known little general Wei Linggong, but also the well-known Crown Prince Shen of Wei State in the tomb of Wei Linggong.
He wrote nearly ten thousand characters eloquently, with a clear context, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
Holding the mouse, He Jingshuo stared at the computer screen for a while and asked worriedly,
"Aren't you afraid that Professor Zhang will say that you made up stories when you write it like this? I think your stories are all fabricated out of thin air, without any real evidence."
Wei Junxing peeled an apple and sat beside He Jingshuo, gave He Jingshuo a bite,
"Who said, isn't there a county chronicle? And I know this matter best. After all, the bones of my previous life are buried in that tomb."
"Ah Xing, if you say that in front of Professor Zhang, he will probably reward you with a big mouth."
He Jingshuo closed his notebook,
"Although it is absurd, it can be regarded as another way, which will attract the attention of his old man."
He finally came to such a conclusion.
Wei Junxing ate a handful of apples, grabbed a tissue and wiped his hands.
"A little-known general will naturally not attract the attention of the outside world. If Prince Wei Shen is buried inside, do you think it will attract more people's attention.
Besides, everything is guesswork before the tomb is opened. If everything goes well and good resources can be used, I believe Professor Zhang will accept my guess.
Mission accomplished, why don't we do something else..."
After he finished speaking, he moved closer to He Jingshuo,
"I've been running around for a while. There are too many things to do. How much good time was wasted."
He breathed out the warm breath mixed with apple breath on He Jingshuo's face, He Jingshuo carefully put the notebook away, pushed him,
"Go to the bedroom."
"It's here."
Someone didn't give him any chance to resist at all, he used his hands and feet to act, and he always only did more and didn't say much.
He Jingshuo had no choice but to grab his hair,
"When your thesis is finalized, it will be New Year's Day soon. How about I organize a villa party and bring all the people we suspect, and let Zhang Tianshi take a look?"
Wei Junxing was about to forget about it, so he hummed in a low voice.
Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, he still couldn't use it on the sofa. He stretched out his long arms, picked up He Jingshuo and entered the bedroom.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of November, and Wei Junxing polished up the paper in his hand, found some historical evidence, and sent it to Professor Zhang's mailbox.
The weather was getting colder, and He Jingshuo's company's financing matters were temporarily put on hold. Although He Jingshuo was in a hurry to get angry, he couldn't make fun of his father's life, so he could only find another way for the time being.
On the contrary, the news that Wuxi County was going to develop oil fields spread quickly, and a piece of land next to Wei Linggong's tomb also began to be auctioned with the rising tide.
He Jingshuo thought that since he was going to dig Wei Linggong's grave, he might as well consider the land.
So he arranged for Liang Xinlei to keep an eye on the movement over there.
Liang Jinlei is a pragmatic person, and soon the materials over there were collected and put into his mailbox. That evening, He Jingshuo went home and had dinner, and sat on the sofa to read these materials.
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