The Era of Hard Work

The wind in spring is very strong, and the wheat seedlings are swaying. The black Santana car turns from the asphalt road to the field road, and drives south along the not-so-wide dirt road. In front of a large area of ​​mounds around, the car made a special detour to the south side facing Luozhuang, and then stopped.

Ryoko on the co-pilot pointed out, It's right here.

Ma Ming is usually quite a quiet person, but now An couldn't bear it and got out of the car hastily.

Lu Dong hurriedly followed, Liangzi tightly hugged the handbag containing the golden pancakes, and got out of the car with Lu Jianren.

When I got out of the car, I saw an orange Jialing motorcycle parked in front of the mound, and a middle-aged man took the shovel from the trailer and was about to dig the soil.

When Ma Ming saw it, he was a little anxious, just like Professor Fan back then, he wanted to stop it.

Lu Dong grabbed him tightly: Not sure yet, don't be impatient.

The person who was carrying the shovel over there knew Liangzi and greeted him from a distance. Liangzi fooled around a few words and led Lu Dong and Ma Ming to the place where he was digging.

Lu Jianren drooped his shoulders, took out a cigarette and lit it, held it in his mouth, and looked around vigilantly.

This posture, coupled with Lu Dong, Ma Ming and Liangzi squatting on the ground and muttering, is like a tomb robber watching the wind.

On the side of the mound, people may have been digging the soil for a long time, and a large hole has been dug out, which is about ten meters square, and the digging is several tens of centimeters, which is obviously much lower than the mound.

Liangzi pointed to the place with the deepest digging and the newest soil: I just dug here, because it is convenient to load the soil, so I didn't change the place.

Ma Ming walked over, knelt down and looked carefully.

Lu Dong also squatted down to look at it. From the perspective of a layman like him, except for the soil, it seems to be no different from the soil used to grow crops.

Are you sure it's from the Han Dynasty? Lu Dong asked Ma Ming.

The main thing is to emphasize the Han Dynasty, so that Ma Ming can really pay attention to it.

It can't be wrong. Ma Ming is very confident: I have seen the unearthed Han Dynasty gold cakes.

Lu Dong didn't ask any more questions, and just watched it with Ma Ming.

Ma Ming grabbed a handful of soil, held it in front of his eyes, moved to the newest place where he had dug, grabbed the soil again, then grabbed the floating soil on the surface, and dug up the ground with both hands.

I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring a shovel or anything like that.

The nails that Ma Ming dug were full of soil, and finally scratched out a small piece of new soil, looked carefully for a while, and said: It can't be wrong, this should be a mound of sealed soil.

Lu Dong didn't know what Ma Ming's judgment criteria were, so he didn't ask too much, since he specialized in surgery.

Ma Ming stood up, jumped to the top of the pit, and looked north to the vast wasteland: If this area is all sealed mounds...

Lu Dong said at the right time: The bigger the mound, the higher the status?

Ma Ming nodded: According to the rules and customs of the Han Dynasty, it is indeed so.

Lu Dong vaguely remembered that the burial here was one of the princes of the Han Dynasty.

Originally, he felt that it would be good to continue burying in the ground. When a person dies and the lights go out, he should not disturb the person's sleep, so he didn't think about telling anyone about it.

Even if you tell people, it's hard to tell, and it's hard to find suitable reasons and excuses.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Qi's old brother dug up the soil to pad the yard, and even dug up the golden pancakes. The contents of the tomb were exposed, so they couldn't hide it.

That's why Uncle Liangzi kept his mouth shut and didn't go around talking about it. Once the word spread, he would be able to dig up the whole place in two days.

In the countryside, there are some things that are afraid of someone taking the lead. As long as someone takes the lead, a bunch of people will even dig the cabbage and potatoes grown in other people's fields, just like locusts crossing the border, no grass will grow.

If you want to dig out gold here, a village ten miles away can also drive people to dig it with a tractor.

Just thinking about the tractor, there was a sudden sound of a tractor. A tractor came from Luozhuang in the south and stopped beside the trailer of the Jialing truck.

The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. People who want to build a house or tidy up their homes have also started working.

This happens to be the slack season for farming. After a while, the field work should be busy.

Seeing those people shoveling the soil, Ma Ming's face turned green. He wanted to stop them, but he didn't know how to speak.

Lu Dong said: Leave them alone, if we say that there are ancient tombs that need to be protected, these people will not only not listen, they will probably dig a lot.

Ma Ming said: It can't be like this, if it goes on like this, it will be completely destroyed.

Lu Dong suggested: Call the police, and then report to your archaeological authority?

You call. Ma Ming didn't understand at first.

Lu Dong patted his mobile phone pocket: Ma Ming, when you call, you must specify your identity. He clicked again: You are the discoverer.

Ma Ming was stunned for a moment, but after all, he grew up in a family like Ma Yuanchao's. Although he didn't pay much attention to it at ordinary times, after years of hearing and seeing him, he quickly figured out the meaning of Lu Dong's words.

You... Ma Ming really admired this little brother: No wonder my parents, uncles and aunts all say that you think a lot and are thoughtful.

Lu Dong smiled: I'll go tell my uncle and the others.

Ma Ming was only focused on his major, not stupid at all. After thinking about it for a while, he first called his supervisor, Professor Fan, and told him what he found here, then dialed the number of Quannan Cultural Relics Department, and then called the local 110 .

Finally, Ma Ming called his father's secretary.

Thinking of what happened last time, I still have lingering fears. Although Lu Dong and Uncle Qi are there, there are some things just in case.

On the other side, Lu Jianren asked Lu Dong: The Han Dynasty? How far is it from us?

Lu Dong, a scumbag, thought about it for a while before he said uncertainly, About two thousand years?

Lu Jianren couldn't help but said: Two thousand years, that's a long way! He patted Liangzi on the shoulder: You are so courageous, you dare to take things belonging to an old ghost of more than two thousand years!

Liangzi smiled bitterly: Brother Seven, I don't know.

Lu Dong said: Okay, Uncle Qi, don't scare Uncle Liangzi, why are there so many ghosts?

Liangzi turned to Lu Dong and asked, Dongzi, let's report it. If it is true, what reward can I get?

Lu Dong thought of some rumors in the past, and it was difficult to say: Uncle, even if there are not many material rewards, the higher-ups will definitely take care of you in other ways in the future, isn't there me and Uncle Seven?

Lu Jianren answered: Liangzi, your consciousness is low. Back then, I only needed a pennant when I got the courage to do justice.

Lu Dong glanced at Seventh Uncle, who had only given him a certificate, but the child's parents seemed to have given Seventh Uncle ten thousand as a thank-you gift.

In fact, there is no problem with Ma Ming. Liangzi's reward is indispensable, and he can understand it when he thinks about it with his toes.

Liangzi didn't know Ma Ming's identity, so he was uncertain.

Not long after, a police car drove over from the county seat, and the two of them got out of the car and came here. Lu Dong, Liangzi and Lu Jianren automatically retreated to the side, and Ma Ming was responsible for all relevant appearances and negotiations. .

Here, Ma Ming was still talking to the two policemen, and another police car drove over.

After the car was parked, it was Lu Suo, the director of Ningxiu Institute, who got on and off the co-pilot.

Luozhuang is under the jurisdiction of Ningxiu Town, and under the management of Lu Suo, but calling the police can make Lu Suo come over in person, so it can only be said that Ma Ming's phone has played a role.

When Lu Suo got out of the car, he saw Lu Dong. He didn't go to Guan Ma Ming's side for a while, and immediately came to him: Dongzi, why are you here?

Lu Dong said it quickly and concisely.

Lu Suo is the predecessor of Lu Chun from the University City Institute, and the relationship between the two parties has always been good. Lu Dong said: This Ma Ming is my friend, a student of Professor Fan, a famous professor at the Provincial University.

I see. Lu thought that Lu Dong wanted to talk about his friend and take care of him a little bit.

Lu Dong finally said: Ma Ming is the son of a comrade-in-arms in my father's city.

Lu Suo glanced at Lu Dong in a little surprise, and then looked at Ma Ming. He and Lu Chun worked in a team at the University College, and Lu Dong had a lot of contacts with the University City Office, so he knew a lot about Lu Dong's family.

After Lu Dong's reminder, let's think about the leader of the city named Ma...

Lu Suo said, Dongzi, you're still kind enough!

It is enough for Lu Dong to say this. The discovery of such a large Luozhuang Han Tomb seemed to shake the archaeological world back then. Putting it into the words of ordinary people, not to mention the rest, the credit for the discoverer may not necessarily fall on anyone. .

It seems that the academic world is not dedicated to academics, and there are many intrigues and shabby things.

But Ma Ming is not an ordinary person, enough to guarantee the honor he deserves.

The police quickly cleared the site, and those who dug the soil were quickly asked away.

After a while, people from relevant departments in the city rushed over together with Professor Fan.

These people also brought professional equipment, and the efficiency was astonishingly fast, and they quickly determined that the barren mound was a sealed mound.

In addition to the basically confirmed Han Dynasty gold cake, the experts have roughly judged the situation here.

Before dark, the Qingzhao County police set up a cordon here and sent special personnel to guard it in case of accidents.

Due to the excavation of many places on the site, it is impossible to continue to seal it up. Experts, including Professor Fan, are going to apply to the higher authorities to carry out rescue excavations here.

If you don't rescue it, it will be dug up, maybe even tomb robbers will be attracted.

According to Professor Fan, it was impossible for ordinary people in the Han Dynasty to bury things like gold cakes, and the identity of the owner here may be relatively high.

Lu Dong didn't say much, and he couldn't say much. He had forgotten who it was, after all, he had basically nothing to do with this business.

However, he had watched the excitement during the large-scale excavation at that time. It seemed that the newly excavated barren mound was only a small part of the sacrificial pit, and the large area north of Luozhuang was almost entirely full of tombs.

The things unearthed inside made the Forbidden City and the National Museum couldn't help but send teams over, and even fought fiercely with the Taidong side for the final custody. It is said that the war of words lasted for several months.

Once the superiors pay attention, the speed of action is always amazing. In the next two days, a pre-professional team was formed, Ma Ming was among them, and Professor Fan was one of the on-site leaders.

The first small-scale excavation was carried out at the place where Liangzi dug out the gold cake. Lu Dong also sneaked in to have a look. At the place where he and Ma Ming were squatting at that time, the excavation was less than 30 centimeters down. The gold pile reveals its true face.