Chapter 74 Accident

China is a place with a different charm. Most things can be traced back to hundreds of thousands of years of history, and some unknown or even unknown places hide many secrets that have precipitated endless years. Therefore, there are still many persistent people who are constantly exploring the great history of the past five thousand years. Shi Changhe hopes to dig out a few evidence that can subvert history, so that he can be famous for thousands of years and be remembered by the world.

Archaeology has become a popular major. There are countless archaeologists born in China every year, and they are among the top in the world. Because of this magical Chinese land, there are too many things that can be excavated. Of course, some senior tomb robbers also claim to be archaeologists. On the street, they often see some antique people selling antiques at stalls on the ground, circulating in many versions. Some are treasures handed down from 18 generations, and some are inadvertently dug out from their own acres of land. What's more, he claims to have read Huang Lao's theory since he was a child. He is very good at the feng shui life position, and the treasure in his hand is a rare treasure in a hundred years. Passers-by don't care what Huang Lao's theory is or what the feng shui life position means, but they are just interested in the treasure in the hands of the former.

This Taobao method is commonly known as touching porcelain. If there are real goods in the industry and the seller does not know the goods, it is lucky to be found by you. If it is a fake and bought, it can only be said that it is not intelligent and asking for trouble. It is the popularity of these gadgets and sayings that archaeology has become more popular.

Outside the Thirteen Emperors' Mausoleum, two people walked slowly with their backpacks on their backs. The target was the Thirteen Emperors' Mausoleum in front of them.

One big and one small, the big one is a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, and the small one is still a student, with long black and shiny hair, dancing in the wind from time to time, spreading a light and elegant fragrance. It seems that it should be father and daughter.

"Dad, do you think there will be antiquity here?" The girl opened her curious eyes and looked at the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum in the distance and asked her father beside her.

A middle-aged man wears a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses, short hair, and casual clothes that really looks like academically successful people.

I took a breath and took out a bottle of mineral water from my backpack. I took a big sip. Before I could wipe off the water stains on my mouth, I replied with a smile, "The antiquity can't be lifted, but according to my years of research, this Ming Tomb is far from as simple as it seems."

A middle-aged man is an archaeology professor and a teacher. There are many proud students all over the country. The professor of Tsinghua University is not an ordinary third-rate university called a "beast" guy. He is not only knowledgeable, but also very successful in education. No matter how poor the students he teaches, they can be self-reliant. Self-improvement.

What teachers teach is not only the superficial knowledge in books. What real teachers can teach students is not only knowledge, but also the truth of life.

A teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life.

What you say is not completely unfounded. A good teacher teaches you something, even more than a father. Some people look down on teachers who are busy all their lives, but they don't know where their knowledge comes from. Students who have a deep understanding can better understand the teacher's good intentions.

Whether it is the president or the prime minister, there is no one who does not have a lifelong respect for his teacher.

"Well, it's that move again. I don't know how many people have been fooled." The girl pouted and said dissatisfiedly. My father has never said a word of complete affirmation in archaeology, but the paper he wrote has absolute authority and persuasive power.

A middle-aged man looked at his daughter in front of him dotingly. From childhood to age, he has been devoting a lot of energy to her education and interests. He began early education at the age of two and developed various interests and hobbies at the age of five. As a father, he has never asked about learning, but he can know the girl's academic performance without guessing. I have always been excellent, otherwise I would not have been admitted to my father's school.

She has been influenced by archaeology since she was a child. The girl majored in archaeology in college. Although she is not the student her father taught, she can sometimes take care of her. From elementary school to high school, the boy who chased her is like a crucian carp crossing the river. Her natural temperament that can only be edified by a scholarly family is much rarer than other girls. But she hasn't had a boyfriend. It's not her parents' restrictions, but her image is already rooted in her heart. She likes the kind of boy who is different, on the condition that her idol father can win the battle. Maybe this requirement is a little high, so she is constantly lowering the requirements. Several of her father's students once pursued her. I heard that several of them have good value, but every time she sees them being humble in front of her father, the girl is completely uninterested. Occasionally, one or two students quarreled with their father and finally left in dismay.

She doesn't know why she has that strange idea. In short, only defeating her perfect father's image can she be qualified to fall in love with him.

If a man wants to get a woman's heart, he can only make his image in a woman's heart higher than that of another man in a woman's heart.

With a sigh, the middle-aged man packed up and set off with his daughter again. The scenery along the way was beautiful, but the two no longer stopped to watch the scenery, because there was something better than the scenery in the center of the Ming Tombs.

"What is that?"

Just as the two reached the edge of the imperial mausoleum, the girl pointed to a gate and asked, the black pressure was full of people and fully armed. Obviously, it is the army.

The girl's father also saw these people, which was a little unbelievable. Why are there troops stationed in this place? Did anyone find something inside?

After hesitating for a while, the girl's father still decided to come closer and find out what happened. He said to the girl behind him, "Just wait for me here and I'll go and have a look."

The girl nodded and said nervously, "Dad, you should be careful."

Middle-aged man smiles and signs, don't be stressed. He walked over. As soon as he approached the checkpoint, several soldiers surrounded the middle-aged man and said in an indisputable tone, "You can't go inside."

"Why, this is my work permit. I am qualified to enter the imperial mausoleum." The middle-aged man took out a work certificate and gave it to the soldiers who surrounded him. These people were fully armed and had no weapons before the middle-aged man who often paid attention to national defense. I can't help but be surprised.

"Isn't this Professor Huang?" A surprised tone came from behind the soldiers. Several soldiers moved away, and a young man appeared in the sight of a middle-aged man.

He is Zhao Shidao.

"Do you know me?" The middle-aged man who was called Professor Huang by Zhao Shidao was surprised. In addition to being surprised, he was also a little lucky. After all, his acquaintances were easy to talk. Although he had no impression of Zhao Shidao's appearance, since Zhao Shidao opened his mouth, it showed that he knew him.

"It's hard for me not to know the famous Professor Huang." Zhao Shidao said livelyly that he didn't expect to meet Huang Buran, a professor at Tsinghua University, here. He was really surprised.

"Hehe, the words are heavy." Huang Buran responded with a smile. Next, Zhao Shidao should explain the reason here.

Of course, Zhao Shidao understands what the other party is waiting for. Professor Huang's students are all over the world, and some people Zhao Shidao know each other. Otherwise, I won't say hello. In Beijing, knowing more people is one more way to offend one person as little as possible. In Beijing, where the network relationship is complicated, the two fight, and the eight immortals cross the sea to show their magical power. If they don't fight to the situation where one side can't get up, they will never stop.

"I have a friend who is doing things in it. I can't let people in now, otherwise I can't bear the responsibility except for accidents." Zhao Shidao said politely that it's better not to let outsiders go in than to let the people inside escape. The two statements are different, but the meanings are the same. The former statement can be more acceptable to Huang.

"What if I insist on going in?" Huang Buran still refused to give up and continued to ask.

Zhao Shidao shook his head and expressed his intention. Although he did not want to offend Huang Buran, he was on official business. If he failed, it would be related to his future career development.

"Someone came out!" An alarm sounded, and all the soldiers stationed here quickly picked up their weapons and were on guard. This situation was unexpected. He also understood what Zhao Shidao meant in an instant. What happened in the imperial mausoleum was not as simple as Zhao Shidao said that there were friends doing things in it.

At least he can mobilize an armed army that he has never heard of, which is enough to explain the extraordinary. Now the only hope in Huang Buran's heart is that some cultural relics with great investigation value will not be destroyed.

A figure rushed out of the level defended by dozens of people very quickly, so fast that it was imperceptible to the naked eye. The infrared detector sounded, and then this side reacted. All the soldiers were well trained and prepared to attack in an emergency.

Zhao Shidao made a decision immediately and said in a low voice, "Give!"

A round of strafing shot in the direction found by the detector, and the gunfire sounded throughout the tomb of the Thirteen Emperors.

Ye Hetu, who heard the sound of gunfire, changed his face and instantly changed direction. He swept to the place where the gunshot was emitted at a speed several times faster than just now, without any hesitation.

A burst of shooting passed, and the sound of gunfire gradually subsided. Looking around, where is there a half-person figure?

The gun failed.

Zhao Shidao's face became extremely solemn. Originally, he thought that he had brought this army to guard the Ming Tombs, which was more than enough to not miss a person. Now the fact is in front of him. With such a strong firepower, he actually missed people.

Huang Buran suddenly remembered that his daughter was still waiting for him there, and quickly turned his eyes away.

Uneasy, he finally found that there was no daughter in that place, like an empty checkpoint, and he could not see a person.

Huang Buran's legs were soft, and he knelt on the ground.