Daomu Biji

These are really old files. They were bitten by rats, and they were all covered in rat shit.Randomly picked one, it should be the old file at that time, and his face was gray.

If someone flipped it, there must be a difference. I hurriedly ordered Wang Meng to look carefully. Is there anything suspicious?

He crept around in the pile of documents, and Wang Meng soon found out that a few stacks of documents were neatly arranged on the ground.Four stacks are placed side by side to form a square.

Wang Mengdao said: "Boss, do you think this means? This person looked here, standing too tired, and used these files to make a stool."

I nodded, indeed, almost imagined the situation at that time.The man sat on the file stool and could see it more carefully.

I turned 360 degrees in place and wanted to determine which direction the person was facing when I was sitting. When I found that I was facing the back, the shelf on one side could just put a flashlight as a light.As I reproduced the situation in my head, I put the flashlight up and looked down at my feet.Away from the dust, there are several old cigarette butts in front of me, and there is a stack of documents in front of me.

A large envelope here weighs at least four or five pounds, and scattered documents cannot be seen in your hand.The pile in front of me may be used by him as a table.This is what he looks at.Watching while smoking, his mother's kid is quite leisurely!

But it was still useless. It was full of documents all around. What he was looking for could not be guessed. Maybe he found what he needed and took it away.

I did a little bit of a fascination to turn the document, and suddenly a thought flashed in my mind, and I thought of the handwriting on the strip, and I could not help but have the idea of ​​a ghost to make God-for the time being. Written, how would I read the file?

I asked Wang Meng to hand me an envelope, opened it and placed it on the "table" in front, picked it up and turned it over.Then I recalled my usual habits. While pondering, I used my right hand to stack the pages I saw on my hand. When it reached a certain thickness, I set it aside far away and put it very well.

This is a habit of mine, because when I work on top-up sorting, the whole table is often made of paper, which is very messy and well-organized. I like to let it go far away to distinguish it from other files.The distance must be within hand's reach.

I looked around to see if there was any place within this distance that I could use to put things. I saw a stack of paper heads stacked on a box on my right, and reached over, the distance was just right.

I groaned in my heart and resisted a bit. If even this was guessed, wouldn't it prove that the person who reads here is really me?

But I only hesitated and took the paper.who cares!I've died once anyway. What's so worried about this kind of thing?

I put a stack of files on the stack of documents in front of me. The first one is a form, which seems to be a budget for allowances. There are several names. The maximum allowance is 447,92 yuan.I was not very clear about the wage system at the time, but so many allowances were definitely astronomical at the time.

This kind of allowance is generally given to the Soviets. I am not interested in this. I soon noticed that there is a line in the corner of the table: the allowance table for expatriates of the archaeological project at the Shangsi Zhangjiapu site in Guangxi.

correct!This is it!

After turning over, all the pages have been disturbed. The following is an extension of the table, all of which are some names. There is a chapter at the end, which is indeed a stamp of this archaeological institute.I saw a date in this stamp, which was a file from 1956.

Then there is a summary of the data, not a mimeograph, all handwritten records, what number room.Length and width: There is also a schematic diagram, and the handwriting is scribbled. Because there are things just now, I subconsciously looked at the notes. The words are completely strangers, and there are a lot of differences. Obviously, it is not a person who is recording.

Opened quickly, and only after seeing pages 14 and 5 did I see something different.

That is a floor plan of something, but it is not a modern professional floor plan, but it is still drawn with a brush.I knew it by looking at it myself. This is a "style thunder" of the Qing Dynasty.

"Style Lei" is a pronoun, referring to a family of Qing Dynasty royal designers.They were in charge of the design work of almost all royal buildings, but at that time, the status of artisans was low. Even the world's first artisan family remained silent in the eyes of ordinary people.Most modern people don't even know that there is such a family. Only those of us who are engaged in architectural gardening know how many "style thunders" are.

In the five thousand years of China ’s history, style mines have only existed for two hundred years, but one-fifth of China ’s world cultural heritage is made of style mines and has to be served.

After the Summer Palace was completed, the style thunder suddenly fell, and some people speculated that this was related to the fact that the Manchu dynasty was no longer able to build giant buildings.However, the decline of Style Lei is very strange. I have read a report saying that he abandoned the officer overnight. The speed is very fast. I don't know what has changed.

After the decline, the descendants of Style Lei sold a lot of "hot drawing" of their ancestors, these things are the crystallization of the masterpiece of Chinese architecture, and the number is extremely large.Some are lost overseas and private, and domestic officials also have a considerable number, so it is still a relatively common thing.In our department, everyone who is studying Guolin and planning is no longer familiar with this, so I recognized it at once.

This picture should be related to the Zhangjiapu ruins, so to speak, the ruins should be things from the Qing Dynasty, and may still be the works of style Lei.

This is a duplicate copy, the original must be in the museum.

I was interested in these things, so I took a quick look.The drawing shows a large courtyard, which should be a house, depending on the scale, it is quite large in length and depth.Looking at the structure, it should be a residential house.

Style Lei is a royal designer. There are few opportunities to design private houses. The owner of this house must be a big official, or someone with a long history.

Find out if there is a small letter on the side that marks the name of the house, but you see nothing.

The following pictures also killed the same pattern, most of them are "scrapping" pictures.The style of Lei's design is extremely fine. Various angles, a single building, and decomposed parts are recorded, including the surrounding feng shui, landforms, and even a giant meridian grid square lattice map of the entire ground of the "flat leveling". .

I turned it over, there were more than a dozen pages, and finally there was the index page of the document, which showed how many things were in it. I moved my heart and took the information in it. I found out that there were only six sheets of paper missing.

If you guessed right, it was taken by that person.Everything in my hands is the key now, but even so, for me who has no clue, it is a great breakthrough.

After sorting out the documents in his hand, he looked at the surroundings again, knowing that there would be no gains here, so he greeted Wang Meng who was still rummaging back.

After a few calls, he recovered.I went over and asked him why?He shone the corner of the warehouse with a flashlight and asked me: "Boss, what is that for?"

I looked up and saw a cage welded horizontally and vertically with iron bars behind the debris over there.

Looking back, the cage was half a man tall and rusty.Wang Meng shone a flashlight towards the inside and hit a broken bowl."Is it a dog cage?"

I shook my head. The iron bars in this cage were very tightly welded. There is no need to weld a dog like this!Maybe it's the steel scrap left over when I built the house. This is not something I can control.Immediately let Wang Meng do not spend time, I was anxious to verify something.

The original road went directly back to the hotel, he went to take a shower, I went directly to the Internet, and started checking things in my hand.

First, I found the so-called "Shangsi Zhangjiapu Site Investigation" message and found nothing.I thought that things in the 1950s were not likely to be posted on the Internet. Even if there were, it was estimated to be only a few words, and then I checked the place names.

I am not very concerned about the generation of Guangxi in my business. Although there are ancient tombs there, the climate is very different from those in Hunan, Shaanxi, and Shanxi.After staying there for three days, I poured the soup medicine before going to the ground, let alone into the local virgin forest.Moreover, customs, ethnic distribution habits are different, and it is not a place where normal people are mixed.In the old society, for the Central Plains people, it would only go if there was really nowhere to go.

I was quite surprised by this survey, but the local mountain landscapes are too different. Although many Han people from the Central Plains also set the Yin and Yang houses in accordance with the customs of the Central Plains, the concept is completely different.

This kind of place is dominated by those new folk tomb robbers. I heard that someone robbed the tomb in Guangxi and used an excavator to dig directly, which is much more than the southern one.

The information on the Internet was limited. I was sweaty on my body. I checked it. The air conditioner blew and people calmed down. So I took a shower first and thought while washing. I was n’t wearing underwear when I came out. Wang Meng was startled.I found my thoughts very chaotic, these things are too scattered, with my own wisdom, it is obviously difficult to think through all the problems in such a short time.

The pattern of style thunder is a good clue, but there are many such patterns in the world, and there is no good complete index.Looking for clues from above is like a needle in a haystack, and even more unreliable.

That night, I fell asleep after thinking about it, and my mind was in a mess.

I woke up in the morning and washed myself with cold water to wake myself up. Then I scanned all these things and sent them to some people I knew. I went to visit some relatives. They all walked the road and thought about finding them. Who is going to ask about it.Suddenly I thought of a person who made my grandpa's year-end love, and when I was a child, I liked me.This guy and I are traveling together. I used to love the Garden Design Institute, and I specially repaired ancient buildings.So I bought some small wine and small dishes and went to visit.

I haven't seen it in N years. I thought about the old man's temper. It wasn't so polite. I told the truth directly.The old man flipped through the drawings and only a few seconds later said: "Are you sure this is the house where people live?"

I heard what the old man said, so I asked him what to say?He said: "You have studied architecture for so many years, don't you see it? You look at the lighting of this house."

I said to myself that I would look at the design drawings, but I would n’t look good in style!It was not drawn by national standard software.After a brief look at it, I suddenly realized that it had nothing to do with the design, the problem was the layout of the house.Pour a few times to determine the southeast and northwest, push it carefully, there is a stir in my heart, there is indeed a problem!

This house is designed in such a way that all the houses under the eaves will not be able to get sunlight, and there will be no reflected light.When the sun is shining outside, it may be black and messy inside.

"This……"

"This is a darkroom."

How could "style thunder" design such a house?I pushed it again carefully, and found that the house was very cleverly designed, avoiding light deliberately.Although that doesn't guarantee that you won't be able to take photos at all, at least it is definitely an intentional layout.

Can't the people living in this house see the sunlight?vampire?This is nonsense, and I thought of "black-eyed eyes". Isn't the person in this house the same as he can't see the bright light?Or did the emperor have a whimsy and want to build a house to hide cats and cats?

"Have you seen this kind of house before?" I asked the old man.

He frowned and shook his head: "The opposite is true. There is no way to live in this house! But I know there is a place in ancient times that has similar requirements to this, but it is not so strict."

"Where?" I asked, moving.

"Yizhuang."

"Yizhuang? The big house is full of dead people?"

Impossible, Yizhuang will not be so large. I can clearly see that this house has many different structures, and it should be an ordinary residential house in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"Where did you get this stuff?" The old man asked me.

Naturally, I couldn't tell the truth. I said it was bought from the market. The old man was obviously very interested, so let me transfer it to him and let him study it.

I naturally refused, but thinking about it is not very useful here, so I asked him if he could go to the industry to help me inquire about the situation?If there is any progress, this thing can be sent in vain.

This ceremony was done in a more downright manner. The old man readily agreed not to mention it. I was left at night and asked me to drink.

The old man lived alone, and was relatively lonely in his old age. I came here at that time and thought about staying with him for a while and chatting with him, so I stayed.

The two drank half a catty, and he and I talked about the style thunder.He told me that the style of Lei was actually a family of craftsmen at the end of the Ming Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, the first generation of palace entrants was Lei developed.

At that time, Kangxi rebuilt the Taihe Temple. On the day of the beam, Kangxi led the minister of civil affairs and martial arts to pay homage in person, but the beam was an old beam. Lei developed, and awarded the crown.

Lei developed his axe softly, climbed the beam hurriedly, and raised the copper axe. He only heard three sounds of "Dong, Dong, Dong", and the wooden beam fell steadily.Suddenly the drums sounded together, and the Wenwu Baiguanshan called "Long live".Shang Liang Licheng, Emperor Kangxi, Dragon Heart Joy, immediately summoned Lei Fangda, and gave a face-to-face lecture to the director of the Ministry of Industry and Construction.Therefore, Shi Ren left the ballad that "There is a Luban on the top, there is a long shift on the bottom, Ziwei is ordered, and the Golden Palace is closed to the palace."

Since then, Style Lei has been flying to Huang Tengda. At the time of Lei Jinyu's son, Lei Jinyu, he was already the chief of the style room chief.It is said that Lei Jinyu's craftsmanship is even more superb. He can imitate Western precision clocks and integrate Western machinery with Chinese tradition. In addition to the large-scale buildings, many of the kiki's toys in the palace are also made by him.

I am quite familiar with style thunder, and I am not interested in these. So I asked the old man, do you know how style thunder faded?

The old man said that no one knew that there were multiple sayings.It is said that the last style of mine offended the queen mother, and said that the late Qing Dynasty was weak and unable to build large buildings.But there is another saying, I don't know if it is true or not.

I wish to hear the details.The old man drank a little too much and was very serious. He lowered his voice and said: "We all know that Manqing came outside the customs. Nomads, the root is outside the customs. It is a custom to have the root outside the customs. After the death of the Mongolian emperor, the corpses must be transported outside the customs. Go to the burial. It is said that at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Dorgon, the regent, did not know how long the regime could last, so he transported all the jewelry and jewelry to the outside of the customs, and the emperor was buried outside the customs. Later, the situation was stable and there were only things to be built. Within the customs.

"However, this is just a guise. The royal family has always been unsettled. The Dongling Mausoleum is only a false mausoleum. The emperors and maids are buried. Most of the Emperor Manqing were buried in secret places outside the customs. There are many styles of thunder. Strange pattern, I do n’t know what the design is, it is presumed to be the part used by the tomb of the emperor.

"Although Style Lei did not participate in the construction of the specific emperor's mausoleum, most of the interior design came from his own hands. When the dynasty fell in the late Qing Dynasty, it would naturally be persecuted. Fortunately, the situation was chaotic at the time, and the court had no time to consider too many things in this regard. Otherwise, I am afraid that style thunder will not end there. "

I heard stunned for a moment, "The East-West Tomb is huge, can there be fake?"

"This is the power of the Qing Dynasty. Rather than worrying about every emperor's tomb, it is better to engage a huge fake target to attract everyone's attention. I estimate that if there is such an emperor's tomb outside the customs, it must be in Changbai Mountain or Xing'an Mountains . "

I listened, giggling in my heart, thinking of the Jurchen characters and huge underground mountains that I saw in Changbai Mountain in the past.

"These are all hearsays, and basically can't be verified." The old man said again, "You think that the Mausoleum of Jisi Khan has not been found yet! The possibility of exploring the Mausoleum outside the customs is too low, that is, one hundred of your uncles, I am afraid It ca n’t be found in my lifetime. "

I nodded, but that was a bit cold.

I haven't really heard of this. Manqing searched for many years in the customs. Many researchers have found that the weakness in the late Qing Dynasty is not normal. I don't know if the emperor buried the property.In this sense, this customs may be a larger tomb group than the mysterious Mongolian tomb.

After the old man finished speaking, he drank about the same. After a while, he lost his mind. I left, and immediately went back to the hotel. I checked the information about the lighting of the house for a long time. Unfortunately, I did n’t get much.

I thought it would enter a protracted tug-of-war afterwards, so I thought about going back to Hangzhou first. After all, the business of Sanshu is under my hands, and it will not let it fail without improvement. It should be there when it should be.Unexpectedly, the next morning, the old man came up to me with two people.

Both were about the same age as him. One surnamed Ruan, one surnamed room, and it was only introduced that they were all famous brokers with three heads down in Beijing, Changsha and Shanghai.As soon as I came up, I shook hands warmly and said a lot of compliments, which made me inexplicable.

We sat down in the lobby of the hotel, and the old man opened the door immediately, saying, "These two wanted to buy your 'pattern' at a high price. Although you said yesterday that you won't get a penny, but the price they offered is a bit high, I don't know if you will change idea."

The old man is also quite rich, he said high, it should be a bit outrageous price.

The man with the surname Ruan reached out immediately, and I saw that it was to rival me.This guy is indeed an expert and old-school.

In the shareholder transaction, the land stall transaction is not very "bargaining". With both hands, a few fingers move, there is a set of fixed methods to communicate.

I reached over and shook my hand. The price he offered was indeed high, which was beyond the scope of Style Lei, but after staying with the third uncle and seeing the real big deal, this price did not surprise me.I was surprised by the old stalker in this person's hand.The second quarter of his fingers were all old fawns. This is called a coffin fist. It was lifted out by lifting the coffin plate. Even if this guy is not a native, he must have done this line.

I did n’t say anything, it felt like a little bit of everyone ’s style, and said: “If I sell you at this price, experts will think I ’ve pitted you, which is not good for my reputation. And this thing is also useful for me, I ca n’t give it to you. You and your customers said, I ’m sorry I ca n’t cut love. ”

He reached out and wanted to fight my opponent, obviously he wanted to increase the price.I raised my hand and refused. I said that the tea cup is in my hand. That is called "end".

The two looked down, and one of them said: "Then you make the price directly. To be honest, my boss really likes this thing. If you have a price in your heart, you may as well."

I want to drive a million, can he?I couldn't help moving, it seems that his family patron may know something about this pattern, but when curious, he asked: "What exactly does he want this thing for?"

"We don't know." He replied, "If the customer likes, we have to find him. Generally we can't ask too much."

The old man gave me a wink. I knew his thoughts were the same as mine. Just let me see if I could get something out. Then I said, "So! You two go back and say something to your customer, we Should we talk in person? Money is a trivial matter, and I would like to have a right eye, and when someone asks in the future, there is a saying. "

The two men looked embarrassed and said, "I'm afraid that the grandfather is not something we can see."