Chapter 38 Chapter 8 Ancient Tombs of the Tang Dynasty

I have never noticed anything unusual about the Tea Classics. No matter how you look at it, it is an ordinary ancient book. If it is unusual, the content in the Broken Classics is not very common.The moment I closed the remnant scriptures, a trace of tea fragrance wafted out in the dimness. This smell was very familiar, and it was by no means an ordinary tea fragrance.The smell dissipated quickly, and I couldn't remember at once, but I must have smelled this alluring tea fragrance somewhere.Finally, I remembered that at the tea station in Qingdao, this intoxicating fragrance wafted from the tea that Lan Tian sent!

At that time, we all thought it was the smell of pumpkin head tea, but the scent was indeed magical. I almost wanted to rush to grab the tea at that time. I believe other tea lovers present also had this urge.My remnants of scriptures have always been kept well, and I seldom show them out in front of everyone, so it is impossible for me to be contaminated with the fragrance of tea at that time.What's more, a few days have passed, even if the smell is contaminated, it should disappear. It's a pity that the tea fragrance only comes out at the moment when the Canjing is closed, and it disappears after a while.I couldn't help suspecting that I had hallucinations, maybe it was caused by my close contact with tea during this period, or the exhaustion of the journey.I tried a few more times, opening it and then closing it, but the intoxicating smell didn't come out again.After tossing until two o'clock in the morning, I yawned so much that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I stuffed the broken scriptures back into the bag, and then closed my eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up rubbing my bleary eyes, I found that I was in a sea of ​​tea trees. The green color of the tea trees did not move at all, as if the green of the tea trees would flow.There was a woman in white clothes standing in the sea of ​​tea, her back was facing me, but I immediately realized that she was Mu Qingxiang, because Mu Qingxiang always dressed like this.I walked over hurriedly, completely forgetting why I came here, and just wanted to ask Mu Qingxiang if she knew where the Tea King Valley was. But at that time, Mu Qingxiang found Liao's second child, and she also wanted to invite us to find Tea King Valley, but she didn't know the exact location.Before I could walk over, Mu Qingxiang turned around and looked at me expressionlessly.No matter how I go, I can't go to Mu Qingxiang's place, instead I get farther and farther away from her.I ran up involuntarily, but who knew that Mu Qingxiang flew forward like flying, I chased after him, suddenly the ground in front of me collapsed, and I fell into it.

I shuddered, and suddenly my eyes went dark, and I found that everything around me suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Shuai was slapping me.It was already dawn, and the glare of sunlight entered the room, and I instinctively closed my eyes again.Zhao Shuai said that I have been calling Mu Qingxiang's name, am I crazy about women, don't hold back my body.I said fuck you, then turned over and got up, ready to go to Dingshu Town to find out the situation. Unexpectedly, just as we were about to go out that day, news came from Yixing County that an ancient tomb had been discovered on the tea tree slope of Tanggong Mountain, and archaeologists had rushed there overnight.I slapped my thigh fiercely and sighed to the sky. After the ancient tomb was occupied by the archaeological team, it would be very difficult for outsiders to get closer.Who knew that the archaeological team was the tomb robbers of the Celestial Dynasty. They not only turned other people's tombs upside down, but also took their corpses and funerary objects to exhibit for money, which was worse than tomb robbers.

We walked out of the guest house, drank a bowl of soy milk, ate two fried dough sticks, and then went to find a car to Dingshu Town.We were not familiar with the place, and we couldn't find a place to get a ride after searching for a long time. Some aunts even gave us random directions, pointing us further and further away.I am impatient, the archaeological team has already left for Tanggong Mountain, if we arrive a few hours later, the archaeological team packs all the cultural relics home, and we will not be able to see the real ones.It's not that I want to snatch those cultural relics, just let us take a look at them and find some clues, so time is very precious.

It was not easy for us to get on the long-distance bus and drive to Dingshu Town with bumps all the way.At that time, there was no expressway, and the car bumped on the bumpy rural road for more than three hours before arriving at the destination at one o'clock in the afternoon.At that time, both sides of the road were the only streets in Dingshu Town. The town was an old town with thousands of years of pottery craftsmanship, but the color of the street was earthy gray back then.On the walls along the street, you can often see the popular big slogans painted during the "Cultural Revolution" period when the "Red Ocean" was launched, but time has passed, and the handwriting of these slogans has long been mottled.

There are some ceramic factories and their business departments on both sides of the road. Apart from a few grain and oil stores and a small daily necessities department store, there are almost no other stores.At that time, there was a ceramics head office in Yixing, which was well-known throughout the country.Its headquarters is located in Dingshu Town.I remember that on this street at that time, Yitao Factory, Meitao Factory, Juntao Factory and Zisha Factory all displayed their products in the business department, and then waited for customers to come to their door. This was still the business model of the planned economy era .

Zhao Shuai and I stared at the porcelain in the store in a daze, and it took a while to remember that we had to go to Tanggong Mountain, otherwise the day lily would be cold.Tanggong Mountain is not difficult to find. At that time, it was rumored that an ancient tomb was discovered, so people from the town and outsiders ran to the mountain in an endless stream. We easily found the location of the ancient tomb.There are several bamboo forests at the foot of the mountain, shaking with the wind, as if welcoming visitors.On the way, I also saw some tea picking girls. They blushed when they saw Zhao Shuai, but they looked over secretly.

Zhao Shuai and I took a few detours, jumped over a few streams, and finally found the location of the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty on a hillside with few tea trees.We were indeed late. Archaeologists had already circled the ancient tomb. Everyone stood outside the isolation zone to watch, and everyone was discussing whether it might be the tomb of some emperor. In ancient times, some well-known people would choose geomantic treasures as their tombs. Tanggong Mountain’s geomantic omens are mediocre and not the best, so it cannot be the tomb of the royal family.In history, I have never heard of any emperor or empress who was buried near here. At best, they can only be people like the tea king among the people.The ancient tomb was covered by blue weeds, and was hollowed out on a slope. Archaeologists were exploring the underground space.

As soon as Zhao Shuai thought of coming back disappointed, he said angrily: "This tomb is so fucking disappointing. If it is not discovered sooner or later, it will not endure for a few more days!" The other onlookers all looked over when they heard this, and thought we were tomb robbers, so I pulled Zhao Shuai aside: "Keep your voice down, it doesn't matter if the ancient tomb is found, we are mainly here to collect tea, the second The task is to find the Tea King Valley, what has it to do with the ancient tomb." "That's right, but the ancient tomb is likely to belong to the King of Tea, maybe there are clues to the Valley of the King of Tea!" Zhao Shuai said in a low voice.

At this time, a reporter-like woman asked loudly outside the circle if the archaeologists had discovered anything.The archaeological team did not keep it secret, but was very happy to be interviewed, so they said loudly that there was indeed a coffin in the tomb, but it was rotten, and it is still unclear who the owner of the tomb is.Encountering such a lively event, the enthusiasm of our common people is as high as ever. The grandson is too young, it doesn't matter, just ride on the grandfather's horse neck to watch.Hearing the progress of the interview, everyone cheered loudly, as if they had won a battle. Not long after, the archaeologists dug out a half-covered stele under the weeds. The stele has been blurred, but many inscriptions can still be seen.At this time, some old tea people said that it was the ancient tomb of the tea king, and it could not be dug, and the tea king would make the tea tree less harvest.In fact, I also find it strange that although the tea king is not a government figure, he is also a person of status in the folk, and he is almost regarded as a god.It stands to reason that the tomb of the tea king is difficult to find, let alone buried on such an ordinary hillside. We stood on the periphery of the crowd and heard archaeologists speculate that the tomb is probably the tomb of a Tang Dynasty official who supervised the production of tribute tea.The picking of tribute tea in the Tang Dynasty is very different from the picking of famous tea today.One is that the season is early, and the other is that tea cakes are processed.Yangxian and purple bamboo shoots must be prepared ten days before Qingming Festival, and they must go to Beijing on Qingming Festival so that the emperor can use them to sacrifice and entertain princes and ministers on this day.All the tea leaves that arrive in Beijing during the Ching Ming Festival are called "Journey Tea".The officials in charge of urgent tea must follow the prescribed time, otherwise they will be removed from the black hat. At that time, one official was a few days late, so his official career was bumpy and he died of depression.Therefore, the archaeologists speculated that it was the tomb of the official, but none of them agreed with the old tea man's tomb of the tea king. I only heard the female reporter ask again, is the stone tablet a tombstone, and what is written on it.The archaeologists couldn't answer for a while. After they cleaned up the soil, they carefully took pictures and studied it.Both Zhao Shuai and I fell silent, conflicted in our hearts, hoping that this was the Tomb of the Tea King, and hoping it wasn't.After more than ten minutes, the female reporter asked impatiently again, and the archaeologists said that the ancient tomb stele only had two lines of writing, and did not say who the owner of the tomb was. Before the female reporter could ask the question, the others couldn't wait to ask, "What's the word? Brother, let's hear it." The archaeologists ignored them, obviously looking down on others, until the female reporter asked, and he slowly said: "Tea King Yingu Tianqiao, Ziqi comes from the east to Wandianxing." Not only me and Zhao Shuai, but other tea people were also surprised when they heard the word "Tea King Valley", and there were endless discussions, and some old people even said that they should stop digging.Strange to say, just as the old tea people shouted that they could not continue digging, an archaeologist who had just been hanged screamed under the tomb.Other archaeologists frightenedly gathered at the entrance of the sunken cave to watch, the weather also changed as it said, suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and the rainstorm would come in an instant. The old tea people were a little gloating, they said they couldn't dig, but this group of grave diggers didn't believe it, now they know they were wrong.Just now some archaeologists went down into the ancient tomb, and they went up and down several times, but nothing happened.Now there is a person screaming, and then there is no sound, and everyone guesses that person is dead.Since they didn't see other archaeologists going down to rescue people, the onlookers guessed that the people underneath were dead, so they stayed away. After the accident, the archaeologists no longer welcome onlookers. They felt that they lost face and started to chase people away. Even the female reporter was kicked away.It happened to be raining heavily, and the onlookers disappeared near the ancient tomb in an instant like the receding tide.Zhao Shuai and I were reluctant to leave and tried to break in in the chaos, but the archaeologists refused to leave, so we had no choice but to leave angrily. However, no one knew what happened under the ancient tomb, which would make the archaeologists' faces pale, and no one dared to go down to save people.