Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

It was precisely based on such frequent and large-scale trade activities that the Western Han Dynasty became a "rich" country.

Such a huge amount of gold reserves meant that the Western Han emperor had extremely abundant gold resources at his disposal.

Over time, they gradually developed a unique habit - they were keen on using gold as a reward to bestow upon nobles and meritorious officials.

The most famous of these was Emperor Wu of Han, who was known as the most generous "bounty emperor" in history.

Looking back to the past, when Wei Qing led his army to fight against the Huns and returned victoriously, Emperor Wu of Han gave him extremely generous rewards without hesitation, and gold accounted for a large proportion of the rewards.

So how generous was this reward? According to the "Book of Han", the gold reward Wei Qing received at that time was as much as more than 200,000 kilograms!

You have to know that this is real gold of extremely high purity. It is by no means like in some dynasties, where the so-called "bounty of ten thousand taels" was actually just brass, silver or other metals.

When Xu Damao thought of this, the dark history of the Japanese invasion of China emerged in his mind again.

During those unforgettable years, the cruel invaders plundered and transported away more than 20,000 tons of gold from our country!

This undoubtedly brought immeasurable losses and pain to the Chinese nation.

Xu Damao gritted his teeth when he thought of this!

Besides, later, Chiang Kai-shek fled to Southeast Bay Island. But he was not idle before he fled. Like a greedy locust, he plundered the Chinese land again.

I heard that the American military planes that helped transport the gold flew back and forth countless times!

Now look at the new society we live in. The poverty is so shocking and miserable! The common people are tightening their belts and living a miserable life! "

"Even under such circumstances, we still won the war against the US and aid Korea!"

"No, think about the golden gold that the emperor bestowed on the nobles during the Western Han Dynasty. Most of it was buried underground as a precious burial object!"

Hey, you know what, this might really be possible! Take that Zhang Baotou for example, maybe he really dug out a lot of gold cakes in some corner."

"But this guy is very cunning. He is only willing to take out a small piece of it to trade with us. I guess he has already secretly hidden the rest of the treasures!

Of course, there is another possibility that is also very likely, that is, these people did not find much, but only took away the things that were visible in the tomb.

In fact, these guys are just guilty!

Just think about it, the tomb was gloomy and dark, the air was so turbid that it was hard to breathe, and they only dug a small hole in a hurry.

In this situation, no one dares to stay there for even one more minute!

Therefore, they probably never had the time to take away the gold cakes and gold plates that were buried tightly in the mud!"

These guys who were moving rocks and robbing houses didn't have any metal detectors.

Thinking of this, Xu Damao's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he suddenly became alert as if he had been struck by electricity.

His eyes rolled, and an idea flashed through his mind: Why not just go back and use my martial arts skills to defeat the group led by Zhang Baotou, and then force them to honestly reveal the exact location of the tomb...

Humph, with my own abilities, dealing with that group of people is a piece of cake!

Of course, Xu Damao was just thinking about this in his mind.

After all, those people are definitely not good people, and each of them is not easy to mess with!

As for this gun, Xu Damao is not really afraid of it.

However, who knows if they might have hidden land mines or even grenades in their hands!

You know, the war just ended a few years ago, and there are so many different kinds of guns and ammunition!

Moreover, the country also has an instruction to hide troops among the people.

In this way, Xu Damao knew very well in his mind that no matter who it was, he must not offend anyone easily... Thinking of this, Xu Damao sighed helplessly, then rode his bicycle and leisurely headed towards the city.

After traveling all the way, he finally arrived in Beijing. However, Xu Damao did not go straight back to No. 95 Nanluoguxiang as usual, but changed his route to the small and unique independent courtyard he had bought before.

When he arrived at the door, Xu Damao took out the key to unlock it, then slowly pushed his bicycle into the yard.

After that, he turned around and locked the door tightly. After entering the room, Xu Damao first looked down at his watch and found that it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

So Xu Damao quickly took off the coat he was wearing, fell headfirst onto the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, Xu Damao got up from bed early as usual.

After a quick wash and ready the day, he rushed to work and started his normal work life.

"Hey, have you heard? Just a few days ago, two female comrades from the women's projection team in Tianjin were robbed on their way to the village to show a movie!"

Outside the Propaganda Department's office, Old Zhang had a mysterious look on his face and spoke in a low voice.

"What's going on, Old Zhang? Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us!"

The people nearby could not hold back their curiosity and gathered around him, craning their necks and looking at Old Zhang with anticipation.

Old Zhang cleared his throat and continued to narrate the story vividly: "It is said that it was in the evening of that day, the sky was getting dark, and there were few pedestrians on the road. The two young female projectionists were driving a horse-drawn carriage in a hurry, and the speed was not very fast."

"Who would have thought that a group of criminals suddenly appeared on the road and kidnapped them without saying a word. And it is said that..."

When it came to the key point, Old Zhang paused deliberately, and like a storyteller, he made some faces and expressions. His expression was self-evident, and everyone understood what he meant and naturally knew what terrible things happened next.

After happily drinking a bowl of steaming and fragrant mutton soup at the market, Xu Damao slowly walked to the publicity department of the steel rolling mill.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw several people gathered together, talking about something, so he went forward curiously.