abnabooks Chapter 174 My dad and I have our own issues (two chapters in one)
Chapter 174 My dad and I have our own issues (two chapters in one)
"Caught them all?"
Zhang Yang smiled when he heard Chu Ziqiang's excited voice on the other end of the phone.
If you want to dig up my ancestral grave, don’t tell me whether I have it or not. Are you worthy?
"Catch them all in one fell swoop, Mao Geogong has confirmed it."
"Including himself, there are a total of 108 people in the founding team. Except for those who died in the tomb, everyone alive will go to jail."
On the other end of the phone, Chu Ziqiang smiled so much that he couldn't be happier.
The private archaeological team has made another great contribution.
"Has Second Master Cheng's matter been resolved?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
The grievances and hatreds among the tomb robbers are fascinating.
"It should be solved."
Chu Ziqiang glanced at Cheng Laoer, who was sitting on the chair without saying a word, and shook his head.
"Just solve it. I have something else to do. Captain Liu asked me to identify the criminal today, but I refused. I still have to ask."
Zhang Yang was ready to hang up the phone.
Can criminals also be identified? Chu Ziqiang was a little confused. The words "Captain Liu" directly made him burst into laughter.
"You may not believe it, Captain Liu, he was also arrested by us!"
"Hahaha."
"I don't know what bad guy gave him the idea. He pretended to be an antique dealer to fish, but we thought he was a buyer and caught him."
"Haha, hahaha!"
"Be a good criminal police captain, go fishing, and get caught..."
Zhang Yang wanted to laugh too at first, but he suddenly realized that he might be the "bad guy".
As the person who gave Captain Liu advice, he asked Chu Ziqiang with a calm expression:
"Is this funny?"
"Team Liu is contributing to the country's cultural relics protection."
"He used his spare time to break into the tomb robbers' group and use his body as bait to attract them to the sea. Walking alone in dark alleys is a person like him."
"Give him some respect!"
After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Chu Ziqiang's expression became serious when he saw that Captain Liu wanted to come over.
"I was out of control, young and careless."
"Fortunately, I have you, Master Zhang. You are really the guiding light in my life. With you in our archaeological team, we will definitely be on the right path..."
"stop!"
Chu Ziqiang was so boastful that he scratched his head, why don't we talk about something pragmatic.
"Of those stolen cultural relics, is there any chance to bring two of them to the Hailin Museum?"
Zhang Yang believed in the old tomb robber's vision, and any two items would be fine.
"Of course, Master Zhang, when will you officially join our archaeological team?"
If Zhang Yang agrees to Chu Ziqiang's request, he must go to Yanjing as soon as possible to get the certificate of the warehousing expert of the Cultural Relics Bureau.
He will then become a core member of this civilian archaeological team.
"You can join at any time, as long as your treatment is satisfactory." Zhang Yang agreed happily.
The benefits he was talking about were not mundane things like annual salary or equity.
What Zhang Yang wants is the right of first choice after this private archaeological team discovers cultural relics.
The good things excavated and seized will be sent to the Hailin Museum first.
This is difficult, at least in Zhang Yang's opinion.
This involves different cultural relic protection policies in various places, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the local museum in Jiehu.
But Chu Ziqiang agreed without hesitation, and he proudly told Zhang Yang:
"Your thinking is bright, just be a little darker."
"As long as we keep a low profile and send things to you first, even if the National Cultural Heritage Administration comes, we will ask for your opinions first."
"Of course, if they borrow the exhibition and fail to return it, like the National Museum did to the Shaanxi Museum, there will be nothing anyone can do."
Zhang Yang thought to himself: It's because you have someone above you that you dare to play like this. If you had someone with a weaker background, you would have been detained long ago.
The "treatment" was no problem, and Zhang Yang naturally had no reason to refuse.
The two of them have agreed that Master Zhang will go to Yanjing next month to meet with the expert team from the Cultural Relics Bureau.
…
Zhang Yang thought that the matter with Boss Xiang was over.
I didn’t expect there would be repercussions.
During the live broadcast at Station B the next day, the first netizen who came up to Lianmai was a descendant of Zhang Shilang's ancestral tomb who was the victim of the "Xiang Boutou digging up ancestral grave incident" all the way from Douyin.
"Master Zhang, we are from this family, you can call me Zhang San."
"Hello, Zhang San."
Zhang Yang often heard this name from Lawyer Luo, and always felt that this person was going to get in.
He looked at the other party's background curiously, and it seemed that he was outdoors.
"What are you trying to identify?"
"It's not about appraisal, but I want to ask Master Zhang for your help in evaluating it."
Zhang San turned the camera and faced a tombstone. Next to it was a majestic gray-white stone carving that looked like an archway.
At first glance, you can tell it is an ancestral grave.
After reading the inscription, Zhang Yang discovered that this person was in front of the Zhang family's ancestral tomb from the Qianlong period.
The ancestral tomb was more lively during the day than at night. Dozens of people were divided into two groups and stood separately on both sides of the tombstone.
"This is from the county archaeological team." Zhang San helped introduce the contestants.
"Here are the descendants of our Zhang family ancestors."
"Their archaeological team wanted to dig up the ancestral graves of our Zhang family. Fortunately, we saw a police car and came to stop them. Otherwise, the ancestral graves that the tomb robbers didn't dig would have to be dug up by these unscrupulous people."
"Master Zhang, your surname is Zhang. Even if this is not your ancestral tomb, we were the same family five hundred years ago. Do you think we can't let them dig it?"
Zhang San pointed at the people on the archaeological team and said loudly.
This question is so difficult!
Zhang Yang pinched his fingers, a little confused.
The last time I encountered such a difficult question was the last time.
The ancient tombs during the Qianlong period were destroyed by tomb robbers, and the archaeological team conducted rescue excavations, which is reasonable and reasonable.
As a descendant, it is reasonable for Zhang San to protect his ancestral graves from being destroyed.
Zhang Yang glanced at the hoes, sickles, shovels and other weapons in the hands of the descendants of the Zhang family, and estimated that the archaeological team would not be able to start work today.
"You've connected with Director Zhang, right?"
At the other end of the video, another middle-aged man's voice suddenly came.
The other party soon appeared in front of the camera. It was Lao Xing, the captain of the county archaeological team. He knew Zhang Yang and knew that the person appraising the treasure was the deputy director of the Hailin Museum.
"The police saw how aggressive they were and advised us to go back, but I'm not afraid."
Lao Xing adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said in a loud tone.
"Besides, I have doubts about whether this Minister Zhang is the ancestor of their family."
"We have a family tree." Zhang San retorted.
He waved to the descendants of the Zhang family in the distance, and soon someone came up holding several thick genealogies.
"Buried in this tomb is Zhang Chunji, the 13th generation of our Zhang family and the most promising person of our generation."
"Master Zhang, with a name like yours, you belong to the Yang generation in our family tree."
Zhang San was obviously prepared. He flipped through the family tree and quickly found the page "Yangzi Generation".
"My real name is Zhang Huowang, and I am from the generation named Huo. In terms of seniority... I am from my grandfather's generation."
"Uncle Yang!"
Zhang San screamed without any hesitation.
[Hahaha, so filial piety]
[Congratulations to Master Zhang, you have your grandson ahead of schedule]
[As a fan of Master Zhang, I can barely recognize him as my uncle or grandpa]
"No, no, no, no, my name doesn't necessarily come from your family tree."
Zhang Yang quickly waved his hand. This "grandson" was already reaching his fifties, so his life span would be shortened.
"It must be. If you don't believe me, tell me, Uncle Yang, who is your father from?"
"My dad... his name is Zhang Kuang."
"Arrogant, arrogant, Master Zhang, your family names are becoming more and more low-key." Lao Xing said next to him.
"Kuanzi generation..." Zhang San rummaged through the family tree, but couldn't find the word. He took a last look at the young man who sent the family tree and said, "Kang, should be the homophone of Kuang, and is Kuangzi generation."
"Uncle Yang, when your father sees me, he wants to call me uncle."
"Good guy, you call me uncle and recognize my dad as your nephew. Let's do our own thing, right?"
"Well, you can discuss it yourself." Zhang San nodded and said.
His uncle became his nephew's son.
Zhang Yang knew that Zhang San was trying his best not to give up, and would rely on him.
What a sin!
Why are you digging up the ancestral graves of people with the surname Xiang? Isn’t it nice to have the surname Liu?
"Brother, pick up the family tree and let me take a look at it to see when it was passed down." Zhang Yang decided to solve this problem.
"Name: Zhang Family Genealogy"
"Material: rice paper, ink"
"Production date: 1917"
"This genealogy is really an old thing." Zhang Yang affirmed: "It has been passed down for so long."
"Captain Xing, this should be his family's ancestral grave."
"Unless you are a time traveler, it is impossible for the person who created this genealogy to have predicted what happened today in modern times."
"Otherwise, let them protect this tomb by themselves!"
"That won't work." Lao Xing refused decisively: "What's buried in the soil belongs to the country, not their family."
"Ah, yes, yes, then I will dig a hole and bury your mother, and you will hand your mother over to the state?" Zhang San retorted angrily.
【It’s easy to scold】
[YYSY, it does make sense]
[The ancestral tombs are not destroyed, so just protect them on the spot. This archaeological team is so stupid]
[Actually, I just fell in love with the funerary objects in other people’s ancestral graves]
"You..." Lao Xing wanted to complain, but after taking a look at the camera and thinking of a live broadcast, he finally just said: "The quality is too low!"
"You have quality and your family members are buried in the ground. Why don't you hand it over to the country?" Zhang San continued to exert his efforts.
Zhang Yang was thinking about what to do while watching the show.
Seeing a red oilcloth spread behind the grave, he suddenly remembered something:
Didn't the previous group of tomb robbers break into this tomb?
What about the hole?
Zhang Yang asked the two of them directly: "Where is the robbery cave?"
"We covered it up because we were afraid of water getting in." Zhang San pointed to the oilcloth.
"Is there anyone in the archaeological team who can drill holes?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.
"What are you doing? We are serious archaeologists, Director Zhang, please don't mess with us!"
Lao Xing smelled a dangerous breath, but it was too late.
Zhang Yang's mind has been completely opened.
"The archaeological team is looking for someone who can enter the cave to take a look inside the tomb and bring out all the exposed cultural relics."
"If those tomb robbers had opened the coffin, they would have found a way to seal the coffin and let the deceased continue to sleep."
"Big brother." Zhang Yang communicated directly with Zhang San: "Do you think it will be safe if you bury all the things inside?"
"Actually, that's not the case, because the fact that there is a treasure in your tomb has been exposed, and there will definitely be tomb robbers trying to steal it in the future."
"We can protect it." Zhang San said confidently.
"I believe you can, but what about two hundred or three hundred years later?" Zhang Yang soul tortured: "Young people are not even willing to plant land, so you let them guard their ancestral graves?"
"Will there be no more tomb robbers in two or three hundred years?"
Zhang Yang's idea is very clear. Qianlong's ancient tombs will become more valuable as time goes by, because all the old ones have been dug up.
But take out the funerary objects from the tomb, put them in a museum, and put up a "Cultural Relics Protection Unit" sign outside.
At the same time, write clearly on the back of the sign that all the burial artifacts were taken away by the archaeological team, so the tomb is basically safe.
Who would dig an empty grave?
In this way, the descendants of the Zhang family can also have a place to "recognize their ancestors and return to their clan".
Zhang Yang's statement successfully moved Zhang San.
"Uncle Yang, I will do as you say, but I think the museum could be more interesting."
"Don't worry about this." Zhang Yang took over the museum's side: "If it's not interesting, then it's not interesting enough."
Zhang Yang felt that the matter had been solved perfectly, but he did not expect that Captain Xing was the reincarnation of the stone in the pit. He was very hard and still persisted:
"I disagree."
"There are also very precious cultural relics inside the coffin, such as the hangings on the deceased, the clothes he wore, the jade products stuffed in the body, and even the coffin itself, which can all become museum collections."
"Director Zhang, you should understand what I said."
After hearing this, Zhang Yang really wanted to wave to Zhang San and say:
Let's bury this person named Xing, dig it out, and send it to a museum for display.
But looking at the angry expressions of the Zhang family, they were already on the verge of explosion, so they couldn't say anything nonsense.
[This archaeological captain is really a sand sculpture]
[You won’t even spare other people’s coffins, right?]
[I originally thought it was the villagers making trouble unreasonably]
Zhang Yang originally thought that the problem lay with Zhang San.
Never expected that!
"Uncle, calm down."
Zhang Yang didn't want his little website to cause a murder when it premiered. He suggested:
"Since it is so difficult to communicate with the county archaeological team, then don't communicate with them."
"I'll send an archaeological team over to make arrangements for you."
"Archaeological team?" Captain Xing on the side seemed to have heard some joke: "Hahaha, why does your private museum have an archaeological team..."
Zhang Yang automatically filtered this noise.
Leave such a meaningless job like slapping in the face to the second generation Chu Ziqiang.
"Uncle, let's talk about this for now. If you have any questions, please communicate with the new archaeological captain later."
Zhang Yang and Baoyou agreed, and after disconnecting the microphone, they immediately gave Chu Ziqiang a special comment in the group of the archaeological team.
"Captain Chu, here comes the work. I will give you an address near the sea later. Take people there quickly."
"The rest of the big tomb from the Qianlong period was stolen by Xiang Baotou and others."
"After you have taken the items, remember to fill them back. If you have any questions, please contact us in time."
At this time, Xiao Chu, who was writing an action report in the hotel, saw the message from Zhang Yang and fell into deep thought.
What does "they stole the rest" mean, and why do they need to "backfill it"?
In the group, Mao Shiqi has already replied:
"Don't worry, the holes I drilled will require very little backfilling."
When Chu Ziqiang saw this, he couldn't bear it anymore:
"Everyone, this is the archaeological team, not Laojiumen!"