Zhang Ping translated the Wei language and gave Fang Zongtang a brief account of it!

"It says that a noble from the State of Wei, in order to avoid being hunted down by the First Emperor of Qin, took all the money in the State of Wei and the treasury, disguised themselves as wild men, and fled all the way here."

"It was found a few years later. At that time, Qin had already unified the six kingdoms and was promoting benevolent governance. Wei also vowed to never surrender."

"The ministers at that time suggested that the State of Wei had long been destroyed, and that the people found were not from the State of Wei, but barbarians who ate raw meat and drank blood, and they should be killed!"

Zhang Ping: "That's all the records say, there's nothing more!"

Fang Zongtang: "Why does this story sound a bit fabricated?"

Ji Li: "Things that seem impossible are often the most likely! There's no need to lie about what's recorded on that bronze tripod, right?"

Fang Zongtang thought for a moment and said, "Have we found any bodies in our excavation so far?"

These words stunned everyone.

yes?

There are so many burial objects, why is there not even a body or a coffin found until now?

She remembered a story her great-grandfather had told her!

"Books are written for others to read. This "others" refers to you and me, as well as others. I personally tend to believe that these contents are a trick for Qin Jun to read! What do you think?"

She asked the people present!

Hua Feng and the others couldn't explain it either.

She went on to tell the story her great-grandfather had told her.

"I heard a story from my great grandfather. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was a wealthy businessman who angered local officials because of some things. In order to save his life, he pretended to be dead and avoided disaster. In order to make the fake death more realistic, he even dug out the body from the burial mound and made it look like it was burned. He also left a letter of apology, which stated how much he regretted and that he would die to apologize for his sins, etc.!"

"Since it was a fake death, the suicide note must be fake too. If this suicide note had been preserved until now and we had seen it, would we really believe it?"

After Fang Zongtang said this to me, everyone present fell into deep thought again.

Although it sounds incredible, it seems to be reasonable if you think about it carefully.

She gave another example: "Take poetry for example. In the Ming Dynasty, there were many improved versions of the poetry in the Song Dynasty, both in terms of writing and pronunciation. With so many improved versions, do you know which one is the original authentic one?"

Fang Zongtang reminded Hua Feng that there were several versions of Li Bai's "Song of the Wine" unearthed, and one or two lines of it were adapted by later poets according to the circumstances at that time.

But this does not mean that the Wei texts unearthed this time are false.

Fang Zongtang: "I can't guarantee that what I said is correct. I just provide a way of thinking, a hypothesis!"

Everyone agreed with this.

Hua Feng: "It seems that only by continuing to dig out more valuable information can we confirm the owner of this burial site.

Now that neither the body nor the coffin has been dug out, it is hard to say whether it is a burial object.

But to possess so much gold, he must be no ordinary person.

He must be famous in history and must be a great figure.

In the afternoon, Fang Zongtao went out for a while.

Master Liu, the jar chicken seller, introduced her to several sellers.

She was informed by phone that Master Liu and his family had already gone to Hai City.

They agreed to meet at the door of Master Liu's house, and she rushed there on time.

A middle-aged couple came holding a painting.

When she opened it, she was immediately delighted.

The middle-aged woman spoke first: "This painting was passed down from our ancestors. At that time, all these things in the family were to be burned. My father was reluctant to part with it and said that he wanted to take it into the coffin. We had to listen to him and buried it with him."