Anyone who is familiar with history knows that 1960 was the most plaguing year in Chinese history.

The Yellow River suddenly experienced a rare flood, and almost all the places where the nine bends and eighteen bends passed were turned into a country of water.

In Shangcai County, where the flood was the most severe, there was even a tragedy of people being eaten. However, after the flood receded, some bronze lumps accidentally rushed out.

At first, no one cared, but since a rural teacher picked up a lump and went to the city to exchange for a lot of money, the villagers' eyes immediately became hot.

They tied up the rural teachers and were frightened. Finally, they found out that the bronze lumps were not ragged, but ancient bronzes, which were worth old nose money outside.

And since the bronze ware was washed out by the flood, there must be many ancient tombs near Shangcai County!

As a result, local people joined the ranks of tomb robbers. During that time, no matter day and evening, every household was busy carrying hoes, and some even built villas.

The big news here naturally attracted many antique businessmen from other places, and my grandfather Li Weiguo is one of them.

That era was the golden age of antique speculation. Just like the stock speculation now, my grandfather saw the business opportunities and sold his property and moved to Shangcai County, where he found a stall for long-term collection of local goods.

By collecting local goods from the villagers and selling them to foreigners at a high price, he increased his property by more than ten times in just one month.

However, the stable days were soon broken. One night at around 10 o'clock, a skinny old farmer came to the stall. He was wearing a dirty, cold jacket and his feet were covered with mud.

He held a jar for pickled vegetables in his arms, and then took a few steps and looked back, as if he was a thief.

My grandfather knew this man named Wang Choujiao, a farmer from Shangcai County, and smiled and said, "Old Man Wang, can you hold this jar be used by the emperor? Even if the emperor has used it, we Lao Li have never seen it."

Wang Choujiao sat nervously on the threshold: "I want to sell this thing, I will sell it for 1,000 yuan, no more than a cent less."

My grandfather was shocked at that time. According to their local goods, 100 yuan was an amazing item. After all, the average salary in the 1960s was only ten yuan. Is a thousand ocean a national treasure?

He immediately asked Wang Choujiao to put the things on the table, so that he could open his eyes.

Wang Choujiao seemed a little worried, but when he thought of the money, he finally gritted his teeth and poured out the things in the jar.

They were three rectangular copper coins covered with green rust, and there seemed to be words on them.

My grandfather took a soft brush, wiped the copper coin a few times, and finally recognized the handwriting on it.

Defeat the rebellion and hate Qin!

Seeing these four words, my grandfather's face flushed and almost bit his tongue off. But he was a businessman after all, so he immediately pretended to be uninterested and pushed the money: "Old man Wang, you'd better go to another shop to check it out! This is just an ordinary copper coins, and the collection value is not high, so even the ghost guy doesn't want it."

When Wang Choujiao heard that this thing was worthless, he couldn't stand it. He grabbed my grandfather's clothes and said that my grandfather wanted to lie to his baby.

Wang Choujiao is usually honest and honest. Today's abnormal behavior immediately aroused my grandfather's curiosity and said, "Don't be excited, I'll show you something and you will understand."

My grandfather turned around and went to the inner room, took out a few coins from it and placed it on the table. It looked almost the same as Wang Chou's copper coins.

My grandfather smiled bitterly and said, "Old Man Wang, I have received a lot of this copper coins, and I can't sell them now. You come and ask me for a thousand oceans. Isn't this a joke?"

Wang Choujiao grabbed the copper coins without believing in the evil. Seeing that it was exactly the same, he hugged my grandfather's thigh and started crying: "Son, Dad, I'm sorry for you. For this egg thing, I actually took your life in..."

It turned out that as more and more people dig treasures in Shangcai County, the bronze lumps washed out from the flood had long disappeared, but Wang Zhaojiao's family was still poor. In order to get his son to get married, he had the idea of ​​his back mountain.

The back mountain of Wang Choujiao's family is the oldest place in Shangcai County. Because there are many wild animals, no villagers dare to go up. Wang Choujiao thought he could dig some treasures, but he didn't expect that his son was trapped in a pit and grabbed a handful of copper coins when he was dying.

But this copper coin is still a waste.

My grandfather deliberately comforted him: "Old Man Wang, Old Man Wang, you are so confused! There are often accidents in that mountain. Haven't you all died of several villagers? And there are only a few small pits of wealthy families on the mountain, so how can you dig out any treasures?"

"It's all my fault. I'm crazy and want to go to Shannan to play. My son is gone and the money is gone." Wang Chou shrunk in the corner and cried in a mess.

My grandfather secretly remembered the words Shannan in his heart, then brought out a jar of wine, and pulled Wang Choujiao for half a night, and put out all the things in his mouth.

Seeing that Wang Choujiao was also very pitiful, my grandfather took out 100 yuan to ask him to support him. Wang Choujiao, who had drunk high, thanked him for a long time, but my grandfather forced him to push him out.

As soon as Wang Choujiao was sent away, my grandfather hurriedly closed all the doors and windows. After doing these things, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat!

Wang Choujiao didn't know that my grandfather was a calligraphy fan since he was a child, so when he saw the handwriting on the copper coins, he concluded that it was the font of Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty during the Warring States Period.

Li Si is quite famous in history!

He was born in the Warring States Period, where wars were in chaos, and he was a politician at that time. He was extremely smart and helped Qin Shihuang establish the Qin Dynasty. However, his clever heart was also very vicious. In order to consolidate the rule of the Qin Dynasty, he suggested that Qin Shihuang do the infamous things such as burning books and burying scholars. Later, it was considered that evil would be retribution. After Qin Shihuang's death, Li Si was killed by Qin Ershi's family because of his high position and power, and even his body was fed to dogs.

Of course, if this is the case, my grandfather would not be so excited. The main reason is that he received a rubbing of the Warring States Period a few years ago, which records a major historical secret!

The general idea was that Qin Shihuang entrusted a treasure to Li Si during his lifetime, and warned Li Si not to let the third person know about this matter, including his son, who would bury the treasure with him after he died. However, Li Si did not do as Qin Shihuang told him, but sealed the treasure in a huge green sheep cup and hid it himself.

At this end of that passage, my grandfather didn’t take it seriously, but as copper coins were unearthed in Shangcai County, my grandfather’s blood boiled!

He speculated that the back mountain of Wang Choujiao's family was probably Li Si's tomb. Although Li Si was killed by Qin Ershi at that time, how could such a smart prime minister not leave a way out for him?

If he found Li Si's tomb and dug out the green sheep jar recorded in the warring country rubbings, he would have no worries about food and clothing in his life.

Although there are rules in the tomb robbery world that people who don’t know how to do things cannot get to the tomb, my grandfather thought about it for a day and a night, and finally greed defeated reason. He spent a lot of money to find a group of strong men near Shangcai County. All of them have worked in the country, and many of them were wandering murderers.

After several days of preparation, the group brought their equipment and arrived at what Wang Choujiao said to have started to press acupoints.

‘Pointing acupoints’ is not a joke, it is all the real skill of Master Tu. He needs to shovel in Luoyang in various places, distinguish the smell from the dug out soil, and then accurately locate the dots of the tomb. Experienced Master Tu often clicks the golden hand, and can directly click on the main tomb chamber to avoid the mechanisms in many tombs.

But I have been busy for two days and have hit seven or eight thieves, but I have gained nothing.

At this time, someone in the team spoke, saying that Lao Li, the message you said was wrong. The yang energy in the south of the mountain was very strong. If it was a large tomb, it would be impossible to settle here. Let's go to the stream in the north of the mountain to take a look. I thought that the big bucket was more likely to be in that area, and the yin energy in the place was very heavy.

The name of this person is Nan Chuizi. His origin is very mysterious, but he is proficient in various means. He once stole a tomb of a general of the Song Dynasty alone. Some people say that he is a serious lieutenant of the Jinshi.

When my grandfather heard this, he almost used a knife to chop Wang Chou's feet. Unexpectedly, this old man was so smart that he actually made a move.

Everyone went to the north of the mountain in the dark, and pointed to a few positions to shovel.

Suddenly, a man shoveled down and the sound was a little wrong, as if he had encountered something hard.

Nan Chuizi asked him to pull up the Luoyang shovel quickly. The soil from the shovel hook exuded a nauseating smell, and the soil was dark and the most terrifying thing was that Nan Chuizi grabbed the handful of soil and squeezed it hard, and it dripped a few drops of blood! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!