The wind is strong in spring, and the wheat seedlings are swaying. The black Santana car turns from the asphalt road to the field path, and drives south along the not-wide dirt road. It is not too far away. Then it comes to a large mound with weeds and higher than the surrounding one. The car goes around to the south and leans towards Luozhuang, and then stops.

Liangzi on the co-pilot pointed out: "It's here."

Ma Ming is usually quite quiet, but at this time he couldn't help it and got off the car anxiously.

Lu Dong quickly followed, Liangzi hugged the handbag containing the golden cake, and got out of the car with Lu Jianren.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw an orange Jialing motorcycle parked in front of the mound. A middle-aged man took the shovel from the tow bucket and was about to dig the soil.

When Ma Ming saw it, he was a little anxious, just like Professor Fan at the time, he wanted to stop it.

Lu Dong grabbed him: "I'm not sure yet, don't be impatient."

The person who was pretending to be in the soil on the other side knew Liangzi and even greeted him from afar. Liangzi fooled him a few words and led Lu Dong and Ma Ming to the place where he dug the soil.

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

This posture, combined with Lu Dong, Ma Ming and Liangzi squatted on the ground and muttered, just like a tomb robber looking at the wind.

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

Liangzi pointed to the deepest place and the latest soil: "I dug here because it was easy to load soil, so I didn't change the place."

Ma Ming walked over, squatted down and looked carefully.

Lu Dong also squatted down to look at it. In the eyes of an amateur like him, there are only soil trash, and it seems that there is no difference between the soil that grows crops in the field.

"Is it certain it's from the Han Dynasty?" Lu Dong asked Ma Ming.

The main focus is on emphasizing the Han Dynasty and let Ma Ming really pay attention to it.

"It's not wrong." Ma Ming was very confident: "I've seen the unearthed Han Dynasty golden cakes."

Lu Dong stopped asking more questions and just watched with Ma Ming.

Ma Ming grabbed a handful of soil? He took it to the front of him to see it? He moved to the latest place and then grabbed the soil to see it? He grabbed the floating soil on the surface behind him? He dug up the ground with both hands.

I came in a hurry and didn't bring any shovels or anything else.

Ma Ming dug his nails full of soil? Finally, he scratched a small piece of new soil layer and looked carefully for a while. He said, "You can't be wrong? This should be a mound of soil."

Lu Dong didn't know what Ma Ming's judgment criteria were, so he didn't ask too much, and he had specialized in his profession.

Ma Ming stood up and jumped to the pit? Looking north at the huge wasteland: "This piece must be a mound of soil..."

Lu Dong said at the right time: "The bigger the mound of seals? The higher the identity?"

Ma Ming nodded: "According to the rules and customs of the Han Dynasty, this is indeed the case."

Lu Dong vaguely remembered that the Han Dynasty was buried here.

Originally, he thought it would be nice to continue burying it underground. If the lights go out when the person dies? Don’t disturb people from sleeping, so he didn’t think about telling people about this.

Even if you tell someone, it’s hard to say, it’s hard to find suitable reasons and excuses.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Qi's old brother dug out soil to mat the yard and actually dug out golden cakes? The things in the tomb were exposed, so he couldn't hide them anymore.

Is this what Uncle Liangzi is so strict? He didn't say it everywhere, once it spreads, he can dig up the bottom of the place in two days.

In the countryside, there are some things that are afraid of being the one who takes the lead. As long as someone takes the lead, a bunch of people will dig up cabbage and potatoes planted in other people's fields, just like locusts passing through the border, without any grass growing.

Here we have to say that if you dig out gold, you can drive tractors to bring people to dig in villages ten miles away.

Just as I was thinking about the tractor, a tractor sounded. A tractor drove over from Luozhuang in the south and stopped next to the tow truck in Jialing. Four people got out of the car and started shoveling soil to load the soil.

As spring is in full bloom, people who want to build a house or organize their homes have started to work.

This happens to be the slack season. After a while, you will be busy with your work in the fields.

When Ma Ming saw those people shoveling soil, his face turned green. He wanted to stop him, but he didn't know how to speak.

Lu Dong said: "Don't worry about them for now. If we say there are ancient tombs that need protection here, these people will not only not listen, but will likely be digging out in a big way."

Ma Ming said: "You can't do this. If you continue like this, you will be completely destroyed."

Lu Dong suggested: "Call the police and report to your archaeological supervisor?"

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

Lu Dong took a picture of his pocket holding his cell phone: "Ma Ming, if you call, you must specify your identity." He also pointed out: "You are the discoverer."

Ma Ming was stunned for a moment, but he grew up in a family like Ma Yuanchao. Although he didn't care much about it, he quickly understood what Lu Dong said after years of experience.

"You..." Ma Ming was a little impressed by this little brother: "No wonder my parents, my uncle and my aunt, everyone said you think a lot and think carefully."

Lu Dong smiled and said, "I'll go and tell my uncle and the others."

Ma Ming was just focused on his professionalism and was not stupid at all. After thinking about it, he called the supervisor Professor Teacher first and told him what he found here. Then he called Quannan Cultural Relics Department, and then called the local 110.

Finally, Ma Ming also called his father's secretary.

Thinking of what happened last time, I was still scared. Although Lu Dong and Uncle Qi were there, there were some things just in case.

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

Lu Dong, a poor student, thought for a while before he said uncertainly: "About two thousand years?"

Lu Jianren couldn't help but say, "Two thousand years, it's so far away!" He patted Liangzi on the shoulder: "You are so brave, you dare to take anything from more than two thousand years of old ghosts!"

Liangzi smiled bitterly: "Brother Qi, don't I know it?"

Lu Dong said, "Okay, Uncle Qi, don't scare Uncle Liangzi, how come there are so many ghosts."

Liangzi turned to Lu Dong: "Dongzi, we have reported it. If it is true, what reward can I get?"

When Lu Dong thought of some rumors, he couldn't say: "Uncle, even if there are not many material rewards, the superiors will definitely take care of you in other aspects in the future. Isn't there me and Uncle Qi?"

Lu Jianren continued: "Liangzi, your awareness is low. Thinking about the time when I got the courage to do justice, I only had a banner."

Lu Dong glanced at Uncle Qi, and said that he gave him a certificate, but the parents of the child seemed to have given Uncle Qi a 10,000 gift.

In fact, there is no problem with Ma Ming. Liangzi’s reward is indispensable. You can understand by thinking about it.

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

Not long after, a police car drove over from the county town, and the two got out of the car and came here. Lu Dong, Liangzi and Lu Jianren automatically retreated aside, and all the related attacks and negotiations were left to Ma Ming.

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

The car was parked, and the person who got off the co-pilot was actually the director of the Ning Xiu Institute.

Luozhuang belongs to the jurisdiction of Ningxiu Town and is under the management scope of Lu Institute, but calling the police allows Lu Institute to come here in person can only say that Ma Ming's phone number plays a role.

As soon as Lu got off the car, he saw Lu Dong. He didn't care about Ma Ming for the time being and immediately came over: "Dongzi, why are you here?"

Lu Dong said it quickly and concisely.

Lu Institute is the predecessor of Lu Chun, the university town institute, and the relationship between the two sides has always been good. Lu Dong specially pointed out: "This Ma Ming is my friend, a student of Professor Fan, a famous professor at the Provincial University."

"I understand." Lu Dong wanted to say that he was a friend and take care of him.

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

Su Lu looked at Lu Dong with a little surprise, then looked at Ma Ming. He and Lu Chun were in the college school before, and Lu Dong had a lot of contact with the university town office and learned a lot about Lu Dong's family.

After Lu Dong's reminder, he then found that the leader surnamed Ma in the city...

Lu Su said: "Dongzi, you are still very interested!"

It was enough for Lu Dong to say this. The discovery and unearth of such a large Han tomb in Luozhuang seemed to shake the archaeological world back then. If it were ordinary people, not to mention the rest, the credit of the discoverer might not necessarily fall on anyone.

It seems that the academic community is not devoted to academic research, and there are many scheming and scheming.

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

The police quickly cleared the yard, and the digging people were quickly invited away.

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

These people also brought professional equipment, which was astonishingly efficient, and soon confirmed that the wasteland mound was a mound of soil.

With the basically certain Han Dynasty gold cake, experts have roughly made some judgments about the situation here.

Before dark, the Qingzhao County police set up a cordon here and sent a special person to guard it to prevent accidents.

Since soil was excavated on many places on site, it was impossible to continue to be sealed. Experts, including Professor Fan, are preparing to apply to the above for rescue excavation.

If you don’t rescue it, you will be dug up and 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 owner here may have a higher status.

Lu Dong didn't say much, nor could he say much. He had long forgotten who it was, after all, it had basically nothing to do with this industry.

However, during the large-scale excavation, he had visited the fun, as if the newly dug of the deserted mound was only a small part of the burial pit, and the large area north of Luozhuang was almost all full of tombs.

The things unearthed inside made the Forbidden City and the National Museum unable to help sending teams over, and even had a big fight with Taidong in order to obtain the right of custody. It is said that the verbal battle was fought for several months.

Once the superiors pay attention, their movement speed is always amazing. In the next two days, a team of professionalism will be formed, with Ma Ming among them, and Professor Fan is one of the on-site leaders.
Chapter completed!