Chapter 423: A Solitary National Treasure

Chu Zhenmin's neck hasn't recovered yet, so he sits at home every day, as if he has lived a life of hemiplegia in advance.

The only consolation is to watch Douyin.

During this period of rest, he watched all the videos of Zhang Yang from the beginning to the last live broadcast.

At the beginning, he was very happy, watching the video every day and smiling foolishly, and even the aunt at home suspected that he had Alzheimer's disease.

But after a long time, he found a little problem.

This Zhang Yang's vision is too good.

Now his vision is good, which is understandable. After all, he is Master Wang's direct disciple and has learned a few tricks from his master.

Even if he doesn't know anything, relying on Master Wang's identity, Zhang Yang is a top figure wherever he goes.

But what about a year ago?

At that time, Zhang Yang and Wang Guosheng didn't seem to have any relationship.

In order to answer his doubts, Chu Zhenmin called Wang Guosheng and asked about his apprentice.

Master Wang didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, so he naturally didn't hide it and told all his guesses.

"Zhang Yang's parents are people who forge cultural relics?" Chu Zhenmin was stunned.

"No, I remember I checked his information before. He grew up in Qidian Orphanage. He doesn't even know who his parents are. Where does the family inheritance come from?"

"I have also suspected this."

Wang Guosheng agreed with Chu Zhenmin's statement, but this did not bother him at all, because Master Wang's ability to make up his mind was also one of the best.

"I think his parents are very likely to have faked their deaths."

"Or, Zhang Yang's identity as an orphan should be fake. Think about it, under normal circumstances, his family background can't enter this circle at all, so he must use a fake identity."

"The reality can only be what I said, otherwise you can't explain many problems. Putting aside his personal ability, why did he go to great lengths to defeat the Hedong Group?"

"It is very likely that the Hedong Group is a competitor of his family's industry."

"I dare not agree with this statement..." Chu Zhenmin was skeptical of Master Wang's speculation. He was a normal person and would not believe in fallacies.

"What should we do then?"

Master Wang was a little speechless. Chu Zhenmin felt that what he said was wrong, but when asked about his own thoughts, he said that he had no thoughts.

This is just a joke.

Finally, Master Wang gave his own opinion: "No matter what the situation is in his family, we only recognize Zhang Yang."

"There is no political review process in the expert pool of your Cultural Relics Bureau. Is it necessary for you to pursue these things now?"

"It is very necessary." Chu Zhenmin answered decisively, "He is about to get engaged to the daughter of the Ma family."

"Shen Shuyu, that child, not to mention that we have watched her grow up, at least she is the apple of the eye of Old Ma, right?"

"We have discovered the problem, can we hide it?"

"You have traditional ideas. Now marriage only depends on whether the man and woman are in love, and it has nothing to do with family." Master Wang retorted.

Being called "traditional" by an old man who is more than ten years older than him, Chu Zhenmin smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Master Wang, don't rush to argue with me. Think about it carefully. Is marriage really just a matter between two people?"

"Then what do you say?" Wang Guosheng replied helplessly, "You can't ask Zhang Yang about the identity of his parents, right?"

"What if it's true? Isn't this rubbing salt into his wounds?"

"I think what you said makes sense, but if it's you, the master, asking, it should be okay? He will definitely give you some face."

"Okay, so you're waiting for me here."

Wang Guosheng was really angry now. What Director Chu didn't dare to say, you let me say it?

This is a complete "commanding fools to fight tigers", isn't it easy to bully me?

"You Director Chu has a big face, you go and say it."

"Anyway, Zhang Yang is a good boy to me. No matter what his family is like, I recognize him as a person, and he is definitely qualified to be the son-in-law of the old Ma family."

After saying that, Wang Guosheng didn't bother to listen to Chu Zhenmin's words and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the "beep beep" sound coming from the phone, Chu Zhenmin shook his head helplessly.

I didn't expect that Master Wang would have a worse temper as he got older.

If Wang Guosheng had followed his previous personality, this might have worked.

Chu Zhenmin himself would definitely not ask Zhang Yang.

This is not in line with the old fox's style of doing things.

He began to think in his mind, who can be the fool who beats the tiger?

At this time, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Chu Ziqiang."

"Who is Chu Ziqiang? How come you have no manners at all?"

"Oh... Good afternoon, my dearest and beloved second uncle, your grandson Chu Ziqiang, greets you from the archaeological site thousands of miles away."

"Excuse me, how are you doing today? Has your neck sprained from playing mahjong recovered? Is the aunt at home still complaining to grandma about your Alzheimer's disease?"

"Okay, okay, you don't have to be polite in the future." Chu Zhenmin said helplessly.

"Aren't you excavating that ancient tomb at this point?"

"Yes, we found a Liao Dynasty ship coffin, which is wrapped in a square stone coffin."

"Stone coffin?" Chu Zhenmin frowned slightly.

As the former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, he is very familiar with this kind of cultural relic.

Because more than a decade ago, a Tang Dynasty stone coffin was sold overseas by tomb robbers. It was he who led people to negotiate with foreign forces and welcomed the cultural relics back to China.

This incident later became a typical case of cultural relics returning to China and made headlines in major newspapers.

But that happened more than a decade ago. Xiao Chu and Zhang Yang were still in elementary school at that time, so of course they didn't know about it.

"Are you sure it's a stone coffin? You can tell the difference between a coffin and a coffin?"

"Coffin" is a coffin, which is a burial tool used when the deceased rests in peace, and "coffin" is a box-shaped object that is put outside the coffin or around the coffin.

There's nothing strange about a stone coffin, but a stone coffin is different.

"It's a stone coffin. Are you still unsure of Brother Yang's judgment?"

"What shape is the stone coffin?" Chu Zhenmin asked.

"Like a house, no, like a palace."

"That's a house-shaped stone coffin." Chu Zhenmin's mind had already emerged with the specific shape of the stone coffin.

But his judgment was different from Zhang Yang's conclusion.

"Strange, such a stone coffin should be from the Tang Dynasty."

"Ah? Why?" Chu Ziqiang asked subconsciously.

This is not the first time that Old Chu and Zhang Yang have had different judgments.

At the beginning, Xiao Chu took it seriously.

He thought that they were all well-known figures, and it would be interesting no matter who failed.

But after many times, Xiao Chu summed up a pattern - when Zhang Yang and Chu Zhenmin had a disagreement, the second uncle was always wrong.

He called this pattern "Grandpa must be wrong".

As for the reason, Chu Ziqiang guessed that it was because Chu Zhenmin was too far away and did not receive complete information.

"Because the stone coffin is a unique thing in the Tang Dynasty." Chu Zhenmin explained helplessly.

How could he not know that "Grandpa must be wrong".

But the situation this time is really different.

"There are only 31 stone coffins from the Tang Dynasty found in our country."

"A few years ago, before I retired, I could recite to you what these 31 were."

"In short, these stone coffins have some common characteristics, that is, they were all buried before the An-Shi Rebellion."

"After the An-Shi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty declined from prosperity, and this kind of extravagant style that consumed a lot of craftsmen naturally lost its market."

"So when you say there are stone coffins, my first reaction is that they are from the Tang Dynasty, or before, traced back to the Southern and Northern Dynasties or the Sui Dynasty."

"Is that so..." Chu Ziqiang was a little silent after hearing this.

He is no longer the young man he used to be, and he can hear the weight of his second uncle's words.

The current situation is that either Zhang Yang made a wrong judgment, or it is a great discovery that rewrites history.

Chu Ziqiang certainly hopes it is the latter.

Then he is also proud of it.

So he added another piece of information:

"A wooden boat coffin was found in the stone coffin."

"This is also very strange." Chu Zhenmin responded, "Boat coffins are generally the funeral mode of ethnic minorities in the southeast region."

"They are close to the sea, and boats are important production tools, so they make coffins in the shape of boats."

"But if you have to explain, I can still think of a little explanation, that is, there is the Wei River in Tongwei."

"Boats are also very important in the local area."

"That's right." Chu Ziqiang nodded, "Since the boat coffin may be local, the stone coffin should be fine."

Chu Zhenmin tried to understand his grandson's words, and his CPU almost burned out, and he couldn't help but complain: "Who did you learn this logic from?"

"Anyway, you just say whether Brother Yang's judgment is right or not."

"It shouldn't be right."

"Okay, then let's go to Brother Yang to discuss it face to face."

Chu Ziqiang's idea is very simple, the more you argue, the clearer it becomes, and if there is any problem, hold a meeting to align.

This is how it was done before, but this time, Chu Zhenmin stopped him.

"Wait, don't rush to find Zhang Yang."

Chu Zhenmin seemed to have found the fool who dared to fight a tiger.

That was his nephew Chu Ziqiang.

Anyway, Xiao Chu always looked like he had no scheming, and any question asked from his mouth would be distorted, but it was precisely because of this characteristic that Chu Ziqiang could say some things.

"Chu Ziqiang, now I represent the Chu family and have an important task to give you."

"Still represent the Chu family? Don't tease me, second master."

"I'm not teasing you, don't you remember what your grandfather said?"

"Remember." Chu Ziqiang said seriously.

The second uncle has brought out the sign of grandfather, so the matter should be very important.

"Okay, listen to me, you go and ask like this later..."

...

...

"Master Chu, where are you?" Zhang Yang shouted to the outside of the pit.

Now there is a thorny problem in front of him.

Should this boat-shaped wooden coffin be dragged out?

If it is an ordinary cultural relic, Zhang Yang can make the decision himself.

But in this situation, it seems that what was dug out is a first-class cultural relic?

What if it is a national treasure?

Zhang Yang was embarrassed. He was afraid that his actions would damage a real national treasure.

That would make him be nailed to the pillar of shame.

That's why Zhang Yang asked Xiao Chu to ask his second uncle if he could arrange some capable people to dig out the coffin and the outer coffin together.

Then he would study it slowly.

After all, Zhang Yang has not seen the side and back of the stone coffin yet. If there are words on it that can indicate the identity of the tomb owner, then it is likely that the stone coffin was directly sealed and preserved intact.

"Brother Qiao, go and see what's wrong with Xiao Chu?"

"Okay, wait." As soon as Qiao Shan said these words, Chu Ziqiang stuck his head out and greeted Zhang Yang in the pit.

"Here we come, Brother Yang."

"How's it going? What did Director Chu say?"

"Director Chu is not here. Master Ma answered the call."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment.

He could only understand that Lao Chu and Master Ma were handling official business together, and it was inconvenient for Director Chu to answer the phone. Master Ma saw the incoming call reminder and helped answer the call.

"Okay, what does Master Ma say?"

"Master Ma asked you, when will your parents come to propose marriage?"

"???" Zhang Yang had a black question mark face.

He did not realize the hidden information in Xiao Chu's words, but was confused:

We are currently doing some archeology, why is it related to the issue of marriage proposal?

"Other than this, what else did he say?"

"What should we do with this stone coffin?"

"Then he didn't say anything." Chu Ziqiang shook his head, "He just asked your parents when they would come over."

"This issue should be more important than the stone coffin issue, right?"

"Indeed." Qiao Shan agreed, "This is a lifelong event, much more important than one or two antiques."

"Brother Qiao is right!" Chu Ziqiang gave a thumbs up.

Seeing the two people singing along beside the pit, Zhang Yang felt really helpless.

I had no choice but to get up and make a phone call.

In order to ensure the safety of the cultural relics at the archaeological site, mobile phones are definitely not allowed to be brought into the ash pit, so Zhang Yang can only climb up and retrieve them.

But before he could climb, Chu Ziqiang suddenly pulled the ladder away.

What's the meaning?

Thirty-six strategies to take out the stairs from the house?

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yang asked impatiently, "Don't make trouble, we are busy with business."

"Brother Yang, you can come up if you want, but you have to give me a pleasant word."

"When will your parents come to propose marriage?"

"I don't even know who my parents are, how can I get them to come to propose marriage?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Then, then you didn't look for it?" Chu Ziqiang asked next.

These are all words taught to him by Lao Chu. The key point is guiding questions.

But Zhang Yang is not guided.

"Does this have anything to do with archeology?"

"Isn't that right? Is this a question that your young master Chu would consider? This should be what your second uncle asked you to ask, right?"

"How is it possible..." Chu Ziqiang waved his hand very professionally, "How could my second uncle be such a gossip."

"I just asked casually."

"Oh, it's so tricky to ask a casual question, that's good." Zhang Yang nodded and said to Qiao Shan beside him, "Brother Qiao, help me call Master Ma."

"The one from Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi Sect?" Qiao Shan asked.

"..."

"No, the one from the National Museum. I remember you have his contact information."

"You call him, and I will personally reply to him about the marriage proposal. I will also ask him what he said to our young master Chu."

"No, no, no, no." Chu Ziqiang quickly begged for mercy.

If this phone call is made, it will directly betray the gang and offend others.

It's better to confess yourself.

"Brother Yang, this is actually what my second uncle wants to ask."

"Now, he is very busy at home and thinks about his descendants every day."

"You shouldn't be angry, right?" Chu Ziqiang asked timidly.

"I'm angry at Ji Fei. Tell me first. What should I do with this stone coffin now?"

"It's very simple, uproot it." Chu Ziqiang replied seriously.

"My second uncle said that if this set were all from the Liao Dynasty, they would be truly unique national treasures."