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    When Ning Qinghua left Principal Li's house, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon. In a hurry, he didn't bother to have lunch and boarded the only bus in town bound for the county seat.

    Fortunately, not many people stopped the car along the way. It only stopped three times. At about 2:40 in the afternoon, we arrived at the county seat nearly half an hour early.

    Ning Qinghua didn¡¯t dare to waste time. This county museum is a cold yamen. Who knows when they will get off work. Ning Qinghua took a taxi directly from the station exit and went straight to the county museum.

    In recent years, the number of private cars in the county has increased sharply, but the road conditions in the county are still the same as those planned more than ten years ago, which cannot adapt to the current development. Fortunately, it is not commuting at this time, and the traffic conditions on the road are not bad.  Ideally, within ten minutes, Ning Qinghua arrived at the county museum.

    We rushed to the entrance of the museum, but we didn¡¯t find ¡°Xiao Gu¡± whom Principal Li had contacted in the morning.

    Now that they have arrived, Ning Qinghua is not in a hurry. The other party is also a native of Xiangnan County, so he naturally knows what the situation is like in the town where Shihe Village is located. There is a round-trip shuttle bus every day. According to the normal time, Ning Qinghua will arrive at 3 p.m. at the earliest  It takes about half a day to get to the county museum.  This does not include the time wasted due to traffic jams in the county.

    Knowing that he was early, Ning Qinghua was not idle, so he entered the museum and took a look around.

    The museum in Shonan County is a three-story building. The first floor is the exhibition hall, the second floor is the county library, and the third floor is the warehouse.

    Ning Qinghua only spent three years in high school in the county. All his energy was spent on studying. Naturally, he did not know how to apply for a library card. Now he had to kill time and could only wander around the exhibition hall on the first floor.  .

    There seems to be some kind of calligraphy and painting exhibition going on in the lobby on the first floor. There are about a hundred paintings and calligraphy works hanging around the entire hall. The calligraphy is mostly in regular script, and the paintings are also Chinese paintings of flowers, birds, fish and insects.  Ning Qinghua started walking and looking around the hall for about fifteen or six minutes, but he didn't find any works that could make his eyes shine.

    When Ning Qinghua was in college, he had a lot of free time, so he also taught himself calligraphy for a period of time. Perhaps because he studied "Fu Zheng Shen Gang", his calligraphy is quite ethereal and elegant, although it is still a bit jerky in the eyes of experts.  , but it is beginning to take shape.  At that time, a professor in the department who was fond of calligraphy once praised him, saying that if he was willing to study this art with his heart, he would most likely become a famous calligrapher.

    Therefore, although Ning Qinghua¡¯s calligraphy is not yet accomplished, his appreciation of calligraphy, painting and calligraphy has reached a certain level.

    Such works can be exhibited, even in a remote county like Xiangnan County, which seems a bit excessive!

    Although Hunan Province is not considered a developed province economically, it has a profound foundation in humanities.

    Halfway through the exhibition, Ning Qinghua finally discovered the organizer of this calligraphy and painting exhibition, Xiangnan County University for the Elderly.

    Ning Qinghua couldn't help but laugh at himself, he was really killing time.

    "Hello, are you Mr. Li's student?"

    A middle-aged man in his forties looked inside at the entrance to the lobby on the first floor and saw only Ning Qinghua.

    "It must be Director Gu!"

    Ning Qinghua took a look at this person. He had a slightly chubby figure, a round face, and a pair of rimless glasses. He quite fit the image of a government department cadre in Ning Qinghua's impression.

    "It's Xiao Ning, right? Did you arrive so early?"

    The middle-aged man surnamed Gu is the director of a section of the County Cultural Bureau. Although he is not a big official, he manages a lot of things. The county museum is a unit under his jurisdiction. The person introduced by Principal Li is really a match.  .

    "Director Gu, the car arrived about half an hour early today. It seems it's still early, so I'll take a look here for myself. I'm really sorry."

    After all, Ning Qinghua was once a civil servant in a government department. Although he was at the lowest level, he was also aware of the officialdom.  Although Director Gu was entrusted by Principal Li, he arrived early and must have made the director look around outside. If he didn't explain, it would not look good on the other party's face.  Those who are officials value this the most.

    Director Gu is also a well-rounded person. Seeing that Ning Qinghua has a good attitude, he is also smiling.  I heard Principal Li say it on the phone in the morning. Knowing the other party's intention, he didn't delay much and took Ning Qinghua directly to the warehouse on the third floor.

    The director of the museum was not here, probably for a meeting in the provincial capital, so there was only one librarian left, who was responsible for arranging some files on weekdays. When he suddenly saw the leader of the responsible department coming to the door, he was startled. He thought it was a surprise inspection.  .

    Waiting for confirmation that this is not the case, I willI looked at Ning Qinghua several times, but I couldn't figure out who this young man was, and Director Gu, the face-saving labor director, came to his door in person.

    The door to the warehouse on the third floor was closed. There was a copper lock hanging on the door. It was somewhat rusty and covered with dust. It had obviously not been opened for a long time. The museum staff also worked on it for half a minute before opening it.  Locked.

    The first thing you see is rows of wooden shelves. They are not as Ning Qinghua imagined. They display antiques and treasures, almost all of which are somewhat damaged pottery and a small amount of porcelain. Under the shelves, there are even piles of pottery pieces.  The porcelain shards were probably not repaired after they were unearthed.  The entire warehouse looked like a garbage dump.

    The warehouse was well ventilated and maintained a certain temperature. Under the leadership of the librarian, Ning Qinghua came to a row of wooden shelves deep in the warehouse. He saw two rows of upper and lower shelves, with a total of sixty or seventy  A bronze vessel.  It's just that these utensils have long been broken into pieces, and nine-tenths of them have almost only some fragments left.

    "These are all ritual utensils from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Although the regulations on the utensils are not large, there are a lot of them. If you are interested, there are archaeological records about these ritual utensils in the archives. You can take a look for reference!"

    Director Gu obviously doesn¡¯t want to enter this dusty warehouse, and he can¡¯t afford to waste time.  In the evening, there will be a dinner party to welcome the superiors. This is an opportunity for the leaders to get closer, so they must not be missed. I can only say sorry to Ning Qinghua a few times, explain a few words and then leave.

    Ning Qinghua took a few glances at each of these artifact fragments, but in the end found nothing worthy of special attention.  Moreover, these ritual vessels do not have any spiritual energy fluctuations. They are obviously just ordinary bronze ritual vessels.

    Finally, Ning Qinghua went to the archives room at the suggestion of the librarian and checked the archaeological records.

    There are twelve tripods and eleven guis.

    That valley was definitely not a tomb, but the number of unearthed artifacts in the archaeological records made Ning Qinghua aware of something unusual.

    Ning Qinghua has put a lot of effort into the Internet before, especially about the period of King Mu of the Western Zhou Dynasty where Zhang Fudud lived.  It was the heyday of Chinese slavery and the formative period of etiquette.

    "The Rites of Zhou" stipulates that "the emperor has nine tripods and eight guis, the ministers have seven tripods and six guis, the officials have five tripods and four guis, and the scholars have three tripods or one tripod." This was the highest regulation that needed to be strictly followed at that time.

    Although there was no result in the end, various signs showed that that valley must contain a shocking secret.  But judging from the current situation, Ning Qinghua still needs to find more clues.

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