Chapter 83
After escaping from Zagrama Mountain, An Liman waited for Zhang Jin at the leeward mountain pass as promised. The group rode on camels and quickly fled the Jingjue Ancient City. The black sandstorm was unavoidable, but the strange Queen Jingjue in the Jingjue Ancient City
Must stay away.
After several days of traveling and replenishing drinking water at the tomb of Prince Gumo, the archaeological team has already embarked on the road back to the small town of Bosten Lake.
The sun is scorching in the sky and the yellow sand is long.
After traveling all morning, the archaeological team found a place to set up an awning to rest.
"Zhang Jin." Shirley Yang suddenly turned to Zhang Jin and said, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to escape from Jingjue Ancient City."
"You're welcome, we are all our own people."
Wang Kaixuan, who was next to him, put down the kettle and said, "Let me tell you, it's all thanks to Master Zhang on this journey. If it weren't for his accurate calculation, we would all have been left in the desert."
"It's a pity that the ruins of the ancient city of Jingjue were all buried by a black sandstorm. Even the Zagrama Mountains can't be seen. I'm afraid they will never be found again!" Hao Aiguo sighed.
"Being patriotic, there is still a long road ahead. The culture of the Western Regions is not just exquisite culture. You have to calm down." Chen Jiuren comforted his students.
"Teacher, we have been waiting for this for most of our lives, and it ended so hastily. I am not willing to accept it!" Hao Aiguo said excitedly.
Of course, other people would not get involved in the discussion between the two professors. They did not want to learn from Professor Hao's temper, so as not to get into trouble.
Returning to the small town by Bosten Lake and bidding farewell to Anliman, the archaeological team drove to Urumqi and boarded the eastbound train towards the capital of the great motherland.
A few days later, the archaeological team returned to Beijing and everyone parted ways at the train station.
Zhang Jin and Shirley Yang returned to the Beijing Hotel, while Chen Jiuren and others returned to the archaeological team's yard in Yandai'er Hutong.
Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi left the train station and stopped a taxi directly.
"Master, please go to Panjiayuan." Wang Kaixuan said as soon as he got in the car.
"Why go to Panjiayuan?" Hu Bayi asked doubtfully.
"Of course I'm going to see Da Jinya."
"Meet him? Didn't you say you wanted to go home and take a bath and rest? Why should you pay attention?"
Wang Kaixuan put his backpack in front of him to block the view of the driver's rearview mirror, reached out and took out a few things from his pocket, his tone was somewhat uncontrollable ecstasy, and he whispered: "Lao Hu, what do you think this is?
"
Hu Bayi looked down and saw four gold coins in the fat man's hand. They looked like the ones in Queen Jingjue's treasure house. He was surprised and said: "Fat man, where did you... come from?"
"Didn't Master Zhang shake my hand and hug me when we said goodbye at the train station? He gave it to me at that time." Wang Kaixuan said happily, "Sure enough, Master Zhang is still a good friend! Lao Hu, you said that with these few things, we can
How much money do we earn? It should be enough to buy a courtyard house, right? By then, we will also have a family in the capital!"
Beijing Hotel.
"Miss Yang? Miss Yang!" Zhang Jin turned his head and saw that Shirley Yang seemed a little absent-minded.
"Ah? What did you say?" Shirley Yang came back to her senses.
"Let me ask you what are you going to do next? Are you going to go back to the United States?"
"Yes! Things here are over, it's time to go home, what about you?"
"Take care of some things. I have to return to Hong Kong in a few days." Zhang Jin still needs to hand over the funeral objects of Queen Jingjue to the country before the task is completed.
"Zhang Jin, do you think there is such a thing as reincarnation in the world?" Shirley Yang asked.
"Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Just thinking about this experience in the ancient city, I feel a bit unrealistic and it has subverted my world view for so many years."
"It's fake. Reincarnation only exists in people's imagination." Zhang Jin shook his head.
"Oh, that's good. I'm relieved if you can say that. I'll go back to the room first." Shirley Yang smiled.
Watching Shirley Yang enter the elevator, Zhang Jin put on his backpack and walked out of the hotel. He took a taxi to Ma Dexing's residence.
"Is Director Ma at home?"
"He's not here. Who are you? Do you have anything to do with him?"
The person who received Zhang Jin was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She looked like an intellectual from the way she was dressed. She wore an apron around her waist and was cooking vegetables outside the house.
"I am Zhang Jin, who are you?" Zhang Jin could probably guess the woman's identity.
"Oh, you are Comrade Xiao Zhang from Professor Chen's archaeological team. Hello, my name is Yang Cui, and I am Lao Ma's wife." Yang Cui greeted warmly, "Lao Ma hasn't gotten off work yet, so why don't you come in the house?"
Sit down?"
"That's not necessary. Since Director Ma is not here, please give my sister-in-law this backpack to him and ask him to hand over the contents to the state." Zhang Jin took off the backpack and said.
"Oh, are the things inside valuable?" Yang Cui wiped her hands on her apron and took the backpack and asked.
"Some national treasures and cultural relics." Zhang Jin said.
Yang Cui was startled by these words: "It would be inappropriate to leave such valuable things here."
"If you don't tell me, no one will know. I have to leave first and come back to visit next time I have a chance."
"No, Comrade Xiao Zhang, wait a minute... Oops, it's my food..." When Zhang Cui turned off the fire and chased out, Zhang Jin's figure had disappeared.
After leaving Ma Dexing's residence, Zhang Jin took the car back to the Beijing Hotel. The reason why he handed over the things to Ma Dexing was because he was afraid of trouble. It would be troublesome to hand it over to Professor Chen and others or to hand it over himself.
He learned from Professor Chen that Ma Dexing worked in the Cultural Relics Bureau, and it was the best way to hand it over directly to Ma Dexing, and he could still trust the other person's character.
…
"Ma Dexing, don't think that my boss can't find you if you are hiding in the capital! Let me tell you, you have caused my boss a lot of losses before. You will have to pay this debt sooner or later. I advise you to be smarter!
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"I've done a lot of wrong things, and I won't help you out of conscience anymore. Go back and tell Boss Huang that even if he threatens the lives of my whole family, I'm not afraid. The worst he can do is go to jail and be shot!"
"You bastard! You don't know how to speak at all. You must have frightened Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma, no one wants to threaten you and your family's life. In business, the most important thing is to be friendly and make money! I am the most particular person.
It’s a win-win situation, everyone makes money and is the happiest!”
"You, who are you?"
"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Lei, and my first name is Xianming. I am the boss they call me. Ma Xiansen, don't worry. I am a person who is easy to talk to. I will not avenge the grudge you had with the dead ghost Huang in the past, but you harmed me.
A large amount of property has been lost, and there must be an explanation for it."
"What do you want?"
"It's so simple. You just give me a few more small favors. When the business is done, we will go our separate ways. You continue to be your Director Ma, and I will continue to do my business. If you don't mess with the well, maybe I can still do it.
I can help you find your eldest daughter who was lost in Xiangjiang. Am I sincere enough, Mr. Ma?"
"I'm not in the business of reselling antiques and ancient artifacts."
"I'm not asking you to resell artifacts. You work in the Cultural Relics Bureau and you must know a lot of information. Just reveal this information to me! Don't worry, I can give you a fee ranging from thousands to tens of thousands depending on the value of the information.
, consider it!”
Chapter completed!