I handed in the sand sculpture through the book system

"It has been arranged." Xiang Liang coughed: "I arranged for someone to plant a bug and a micro-scanning device on him. As long as we determine the location of the remaining bamboo tube, we will start immediately..."

Wang Zhi closed his eyes for a moment, finally let out a long breath, and fell down on the recliner beside the table.

He leaned against the back of the chair with blank eyes, and after a long silence, he slowly straightened his upper body and spoke softly.

"If what the surname Guo said is correct." He said slowly: "The batch of bamboo tubes should be excavated from the tomb of the Han Dynasty. Things that have been buried in the soil for hundreds of years will be very oxidized and corroded... this Once the plant is obtained, it must be repaired immediately. But, but...the threshold for bamboo tube repair technology is very high, and there are not many units with this technology in China..."

Mu Chen nodded, and instinctively asked, "Then which unit should we find?"

Wang Zhi was silent again. He looked up at the decoration on the roof, as if struggling in deep thought, and finally spoke:

"Shuimu University has received a batch of bamboo slips from the Warring States Period, and specially developed a set of restoration techniques for this purpose... In terms of strength, Shuimu University is more suitable."

When it came to the word "more suitable", even Mu Chen was ignorant, and could hear the reluctance in Dr. Wang's tone of teeth gnashing.He was puzzled for a moment, and then he suddenly realized from Xiang Liang's eyes: behind the notebook used by Wang Zhi, there was the school emblem of Jingshi University...

It has been a long time since TOP2 competed for the position. Now that such a cultural relic is to be handed over, Wang Zhi is naturally extremely reluctant.He tugged at his collar and took a deep breath, finally recovering from his complaints, and raised his head as a reminder.

"—By the way, when you inform the modern world in the future, please remember to be more tactful. How should I put it? The masters who engage in history are relatively old, and I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand this stimulation..."

·

On the evening of the third day, the reconnaissance finally came to fruition.

Guo Zhao's convoy drove a hundred and fifty miles away from Jiangling City, and finally stopped at a stronghold set up by the Guo family in Jiangnan.The convoy stopped to take a rest, while Guo Zhao and his confidantes quietly counted the large amount of property hidden in the stronghold.

The whole counting process was transmitted back by the bug, including the... some bamboo tubes they mentioned inadvertently.

At this point, they can finally start.

Considering the special nature of this operation, Mu Chen specially spent 30 points to exchange for a temporary space-time gate to the system.Xiang Liang crossed the gate of time and space and had a brief exchange with Li Ziwen.Five hours later, he brought back a container with a load of hundreds of tons, and about [-] well-armed men.

"These are special forces officers and soldiers who have received professional guidance and are fully responsible for this operation." Xiang Liang gave Mu Chen a brief introduction: "In addition, the organization has also invited a special consultant, Professor Gu. , in charge of identifying the bamboo tubes and—”

Before he finished speaking, a silver-haired old man had turned around behind the officers and soldiers.The old man strode up and held Mu Chen's hand tightly: "Mr. Mu, I thank you on behalf of the domestic cultural relics and academic circles! In the future, if there is a dismissal, the Archaeological Institute will never refuse."

Professor Gu is in his seventies at least, but this grip is still so strong.Mu Chen shook back a little at a loss, before she had time to politely reject this overly heavy promise.Seeing that the old man turned around sharply, he had fixed his eyes on Xiang Liang:

"Has the reconnaissance yielded results?"

Even if he had expected in his heart that Professor Gu would stare him in the face like this, Xiang Liang still felt a little numb in his heart—Muchen might not understand, but he watched how Professor Gu followed all the way. There are more than 70 people, and I rushed to the car and plane for almost three hours, and I haven't felt tired at all until now.The ardent desire in my heart is so strong that I feel horrified even thinking about it.

"It's almost finished reconnaissance." He whispered: "Our drone tracked his convoy. According to the results of X-ray spectrum and sound wave scanning, there are a lot of scattered wooden objects in the baggage. Judging from the comprehensive wiretapping content, there are A large number of high-value documents, including... Shiji."

Professor Gu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.Then he turned his body sideways, took a step towards the heavily armed soldiers, and bowed slightly.

"Before I left, I have nothing to say." He raised his hand to prevent the officers and soldiers from returning the salute, and said calmly: "Since Zhou Gong died 500 years ago, there has been Confucius, and since Confucius died [-] years ago, there has been Tai Shigong. Tai Shigong In the next two thousand years, it will be the turn of us humble literati. From now on, for generations to come, I hope that future generations can still see the "Historical Records" we left behind!"

As he spoke, he bowed again and retreated behind Xiang Liang.Xiang Liang stretched his wrist to look at his watch, and finally nodded slightly.

There was a loud bang, and the metal containers of all sizes were opened in all directions, revealing several slender and brand new...helicopters.

·

Guo Zhao felt a little uneasy.

In a troubled world, life is like nothing, and he was able to move freely on the bones, not only because of his wealth from many years of business, but also because of his keen instinct like a beast.But now—or, since the departure of Jiangling City, his intuition has always been vaguely warning, sending some kind of weird signal.

...but there's no reason for that.Although King Hengyang had a cold attitude, he still kept his word, promised him to meet Prince Qi's son in the prison, and raised his hand to release him from Jiangling City.After leaving the city, he repeatedly ordered people to be vigilant, but he did not find any signs of pursuit or ambushes.But now, now that he has arrived at the dock he carefully built, he no longer has to worry about any danger...

But Guo Zhao was still worried.This kind of anxiety fluttered in my heart like a feather. It couldn't be said that it was weird, but it was always wrong.

Guo Zhao pondered for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to call his confidant.

"Is there anything unusual outside Wubao?"

The confidant replied with crossed hands: "The villain has already inspected, no."

"Have all the soldiers prepared their swords?"

The confidant was slightly surprised, but still replied respectfully: "According to the master's order, the sword and armor are inspected every ten days, and the arrows are replaced every five days. Today is not the time yet."

Guo Zhao paused for a moment, and said without hesitation: "You don't need to follow the usual practice. You ask someone to open the arsenal, immediately replace the arrows, and choose the sword!"

The confidant was even more surprised.He hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but say: "My lord, don't say that Wubao is impenetrable, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even within hundreds of miles, there are no people inhabited, only Jiangling still has usable soldiers. But After a long period of chaos in Jiangling, there are only a few major generals, so how can they run for hundreds of miles? What should they do? The arsenal is already short of arrows, so it is better to save some..."

These words were penetrating, but Guo Zhao frowned, but his expression was still gloomy.

"You don't understand." He whispered: "To be honest, I have always thought that the King of Hengyang is still water flowing deep, Pi Liyangqiu. You must know that the son of King Qi of the Northern Dynasty has eight hundred soldiers who are the most elite. He was taken to the south of the Yangtze River in one night, and the elite soldiers under Shizi disappeared without a trace... I still can't figure out why."

The confidant was a little startled, but then he spoke out, smiling and comforting his master: "Don't worry, my lord! I have asked someone to check carefully, and there is no trace for dozens of miles around. It is the king of Hengyang who is clever, how can he still fly here?" -"

Before the words fell, there was a constant whirring of wind in the air, and there seemed to be a faint rattling sound.The two people in the courtyard were slightly taken aback, then raised their heads subconsciously.Then the clouds and mist in the dark sky were dark, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual about it.Until his confidant suddenly exclaimed, and pointed to somewhere above his head: "My lord——"

——No need for him to remind again.Suddenly, a strong light flashed in the dim night, illuminating a certain giant in the dark midair!

Such a rapid and strong light was too dazzling, Guo Zhao was stabbed to the point of tears, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover it.He blinked desperately, and finally managed to adapt to the strong light, and saw the door of the huge monster in mid-air open, and a figure peeked out from inside...

——It’s just this figure, how come it looks so much like the subordinates next to King Hengyang?

But he didn't have time to think about it.There was a bang in the air, and a red light suddenly exploded.

·

Throwing the rocket sleeve to Liang, he jumped off the hovering helicopter.He opened the valve of the gas mask, smelled the air in the courtyard that was slightly sweetened by the anesthetic, and took out his walkie-talkie.

"Group A's mission is completed, Group A's mission is completed, and the target person has been controlled. Group B, report your situation."

The intercom crackled twice, and the voice of group B came:

"The task of Group B is completed, the task of Group B is completed, and the guard force has been cleared. Do you want to send Group C?"

Xiang Liang looked at his watch, then looked down at Guo Zhao, who was unconscious like a dead pig, and picked up the walkie-talkie again: "I agree to dispatch Group C. The rest are in charge of vigilance."

——According to the previous plan, this time the operation of "rescuing historical records" (sometimes you have to admire the rhetorical skills of cultural people) will be assisted by three groups.First, Team B made an overnight assault to quietly deal with the guards, and then Xiang Liang led Team A to control Guo Zhao in the air. After everything was cleaned up, Team C was responsible for transporting the bamboo tubes.

The location of the bamboo tube had been found before, so Xiang Liang handed Guo Zhao to several soldiers on the helicopter, and turned on the flashlight to shoot around.He entered Guo Zhao's inner room from the courtyard, stunned several servants of the Guo family who had not yet been fully anesthetized, and then groped for a long time in the dark alleys and corners of the Wubao, before he found it in the underground passage. Guo's treasure room.This place was originally tightly sealed by many organs, but unfortunately the engineers who arrived in advance carried out precise blasting, directly piercing through the gate made of refined iron.

Guo Zhao has been in business for decades, and the money he has hidden in his stronghold is filled with flat mountains and seas.Under the flashlight, there is a golden light all over the place, and the pearls, emeralds, jades and jades are shining brightly, almost making people dazzled.Then no one present cared about these priceless gold and jade jewels.More than a dozen strong men surrounded the treasure room, but what they were staring at was an old wooden box in the corner,

After waiting silently for a few minutes, Dr. Wang Zhiwang came staggeringly from the shadows—he was not used to the turbulence of the helicopter, and he was extremely dizzy from airsickness all the way here, and his face was pale by vomiting.However, the two eyes on his pale face were astonishingly bright, like burning sparks.

Wang Zhi kicked away the gold nuggets and jade stones that were in the way, and rushed towards the wooden box.

After a full 5 minutes, he slowly raised his head.

Xiang Liang took two steps forward: "How?"

In fact, he didn't need to ask for the answer anymore - Wang Zhi smiled at him, his eyes were already shining like spotlights.

"Leave immediately." Wang Zhi hissed, "I will personally escort you."

·

Mu Chen put a finger on the small eyes, and looked up at Professor Gu again.

Professor Gu was still pinching the white stone, as if looking down in thought.After sensing Mu Chen's gaze, he raised his eyes and forced a smile:

"I'm being rude...then Mr. Mu, please step down."

"...I've already written a word." Mu Chen said.

"Oh, oh oh!" Professor Gu seemed to suddenly realize it, blinked his eyes and looked at the chessboard carefully, and finally nodded again and again: "Oh oh——Mr. Mu, you won. Mr. Mu is very good at chess..."

Mu Chen opened his mouth, but he still didn't speak in the end—Professor Gu also planned to take the plane to follow the action, but he had to stay behind because of physical factors, and temporarily played chess with Mu Chen to relieve boredom... and now they played a full five games , Professor Gu has already lost in a row, and Mu Chen shaved five bald heads.

——Considering Professor Gu's ability to compete with professional chess players on weekdays, and considering Mu Chen's rank in the Children's Palace, it is self-evident how this big guy's heart is boiling now...

Mu Chen sighed, thinking about how he should comfort the boss in front of him.However, when he thought about it, he always felt that the language was weak and powerless - with Professor Gu's rational experience, the key points of the whole process may not have been familiarized in his heart.I am afraid that he understands the reliability and safety of this operation better than anyone else... It's just that he understands it, and which historian can keep calm in front of the "Historical Records" written by Sima Qian?

This is like asking believers to be indifferent before the Holy Grail. It is too difficult for people.

Mu Chen hesitated again and again, just as he opened his mouth, he saw Professor Gu jumping up from his chair, looking as vigorous as a young man: "They're back!"

Mu Chen was taken aback for a moment, and only after a while did he hear the drone of a helicopter in midair.And Professor Gu has already pushed away the chair and strode into the compound behind the government office.It was only then that Mu Chen came to his senses, and quickly got up to follow.After walking out of the gate, the backyard was brightly lit. Wang Zhi supported Xiang Liang to breathe slightly, but there was a box heavily wrapped with cushioning materials and special coating beside him.

Professor Gu walked forward quickly, and had already glanced at the box under the strong light. His eyes shrank slightly, but his footsteps stopped halfway.

After a moment of silence, Mu Chen heard Professor Gu's low voice, as if with some kind of fear:

"is it?"

Wang Zhi went back and forth in the helicopter, and now he was so dizzy that he was about to collapse on the ground.However, when he heard the old professor ask a question, he suddenly struggled and straightened up:

"Yes."

After saying this, Wang Zhi reluctantly got up and looked around, and reached out to take the envelope from Xiang Liang's hand.He walked quickly, holding the small dark yellow paper seal with both hands.

Professor Gu closed his eyes before finally taking it with both hands.He tore open the envelope with shaking hands, and poured out several high-definition photos inside.

Perhaps it was because of too much experience that he finally gained concentration. Although Professor Gu was trembling from head to toe, he spoke slowly after examining it, and his voice was surprisingly calm.

"The Spring and Autumn Annals of Taishi's public law, the Dian and Mo, have finally become the words of the family. The 24 history of Huanghuang begins with this." Professor Gu said in a low voice, as if muttering to himself: "For more than two thousand years so far, we have Finally... close to the original of the historical records."