Since Zhou Rui and Liu Chuan were going to Shanxi to attend the international Tibetan Mastiff Exchange Conference, Tang Ping asked them to take the white lion over first, and he drove alone to the hometown of the third brother in Weinan, Shaanxi.

It took Tang Ping, who drove the Grand Cherokee to drive the speed of Tang Ping, only took a few hours to set off in the morning and lunch.

If there wasn't a section of road in the middle that was a winding mountain road and the speed was not fast, I'm afraid Tang Ping would have arrived in Weinan earlier.

There are many historical cities that have passed along the way. If it weren't for the tight time, I'm afraid Tang Ping would have to go to the antique markets in various places and find a few good items. The fun of treasure hunting is really addictive.

Tang Ping did not drive to the third brother's hometown directly, after all, he didn't know the specific place! Since the third brother's unit had an emergency and couldn't leave, Tang Ping first found a restaurant in the county where he worked for a casual lunch, drove to the third brother's wife Zhang Rong's unit, followed Zhang Rong, and under her guidance, he turned around to the third brother's house in the countryside.

The third child’s hometown is a very peaceful and simple mountain village. When it is getting dark, chickens crow and dogs bark, and the smoke everywhere in the cooking stove is full of the atmosphere of fireworks on earth.

Liu Changfa's parents are honest farmers, and they all look a little old because they do farm work all year round.

However, after knowing that Tang Ping was his son's classmate, they were all very enthusiastic. Surrounded by Liu Changfa's younger brothers and sisters, they welcomed Tang Ping into the house and prepared Shaanxi specialty wine and dishes, including Xifeng wine, beef and mutton, and hot sauce noodles. Tang Ping and Liu's father talked and laughed and ate very happily.

When coming to Liu Changfa's house, Tang Ping couldn't help but think of his hometown in reality, both in the countryside and from an ordinary family.

But in Liu's father's eyes, he was very proud and relieved to be able to get into college and eat at the public service. But what about himself? Maybe his father and mother were a little disappointed with him, right? He felt that he was not doing his job properly.

Therefore, even though he was sleeping on the third brother's brand new wedding bed at night, Tang Ping still felt uncomfortable and didn't sleep well.

After getting up early the next morning, I rushed back very late last night and chatted with Tang Ping, who was warmly greeting guests. I heard that an archaeological team came near the village. I guessed that it was the archaeological team led by Professor Meng, the tutor of the graduate entrance examination that Uncle De wanted to introduce to him. I hurriedly asked the third brother Ermao, to take him over to see.

If you have the opportunity to learn some archaeological knowledge from Professor Meng, it would be very good. It would be better to have more skills! Moreover, archaeology and antiques are similar. If you know more, it is very useful in the real world.

Although Tang Ping's hometown is also in the countryside, it is a plain. The countryside in Shaanxi is like a scroll of ink and landscape paintings. The curved rivers surround the village like jade belts. The mountains in the distance are rising and falling one after another, and it makes people feel refreshed when they look at it.

Moreover, Tang Ping happened to be reading some books mainly in ancient Chinese and Chinese geography recently, and also mixed with some works on Feng Shui. Looking at the village in the third hometown and the surrounding terrain, there is a pattern surrounded by mountains and water, which is a fast Feng Shui treasure land!

To put it bluntly, there may be ancient tombs here. The arrival of Professor Meng and his archaeological team also confirms this.

When he arrived at the watermelon field outside the village, Ermao specially picked a big watermelon from the field, looked at the temporary shed built by the melon field, and cut a large watermelon that weighed more than ten kilograms.

The melon was ripe. Before cutting down with a knife, the whole watermelon had cracked and the juice flowed all over the floor.

Tang Ping, who looked at the side with a shiny look, took the piece cut by Ermao without hesitation and ate it. The sandy watermelon bite into the mouth, and a sweetness penetrated into his heart. Tang Ping's appetite was so wide that he ate it.

Seeing Tang Ping eating in big mouthfuls, half of the melon was gone in a short while. Ermao, who was killing the melon next to him, was a little stunned and thought to himself if this watermelon was so delicious? Or didn’t eat enough in the morning? He blinked and said subconsciously: “Brother Zhuang, do you want me to pick one more?”

"Haha...No need! One is enough! I haven't eaten such delicious watermelon for a long time, and I am a person with a lot of appetite. I can't help but feel greedy when I meet something delicious, which makes you laugh." Tang Ping, who was laughing, took the last piece of melon and threw the melon peel aside.

Ermao gnawed the watermelon and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He couldn't help but grin and said vaguely: "Brother Zhuang, it's a blessing to be able to eat! Our rural farmers are all very edible. Only by being able to eat can you have the strength to work!"

"It's right! But this time I came here, I really just had food and drink," Tang Pinglian, who stood up with a smile, said, "Brother Ermao, where is that archaeological team? Let's go and have a look!"

"Not far from here, just cross that small ridge, take you there," Ermao said, and went to the field to pick up watermelons, saying that someone in their village was working in the archaeological team. Ermao said that it seemed that his aunt, sister-in-law, etc. were all women from the village, so he brought a watermelon for them to eat.

The archaeological team did not invite the men from the village to work, but instead asked a group of women to go there. Tang Ping, who had been thinking a little, could roughly guess the reason.

One is that women work carefully and carefully, and the other is that even if they find something good, a group of women are always not as brave as a group of men and dare to greed to force themselves.

In fact, it was not that the men were not invited to do it, but they only worked for a day and asked them to dig a hole. The next day, they were not allowed to do it. The women in the village were busy for many days.

As the saying goes, the horses are dead when they look at the mountain, and they look not far away, but Tang Ping and Ermao walked for more than half an hour before they arrived at the ridge full of yellow land.

"Radiated earth mound?" Standing on the ridge, Tang Ping found that there were no other mountain heads around the ridge more than ten meters high. It seemed a bit abrupt, not like a natural mountain head, but like a rammed earth mound.

Rammed earth is a term in archaeology. In ancient times, there were no buildings such as cement and lime. When building some tall buildings, it was necessary to build them, which is commonly known as foundation laying.

In ancient rammed earth layers, palaces and other buildings were often built. And around the palaces and rammed earth layers, there were often emperors’ tombs.

After all, only emperors are often qualified to enjoy the treatment of guarding the tombs, and some ground palaces will be established around the tombs of the emperors for the tombs to live in the tomb guards and the powerful people who come to worship.

Anyone who knows how to do know that the emergence of rammed earth mounds and the Feng Shui pattern here are almost certain that there are ancient tombs here, and they are not ordinary ancient tombs. They are definitely a large tomb, and they are most likely an imperial tomb.
Chapter completed!