My Inseparable House Guests

"Zhou Dongzhuo." Zhou Dongyi waved his hand to signal Zhou Dongzhuo to come over.

"What for?"

"I'm going to find someone to call the cultural relics bureau right now. You should quickly contact the various departments of the company to get them ready. If this is really Cao Xueqin's cemetery, then the company must take advantage of this hotspot to spread the word. When the time comes This piece of land is donated to the country, no money is required.”

"No money?" Zhou Dongzhuo looked at Zhou Dongyi in shock and asked, "Is that a loss too much?"

"It's not a loss." Zhou Dongyi turned his back to Fang Ze, hugged Zhou Dongzhuo, and then the two brothers whispered, "We donate the land, but there are conditions. In the future, a memorial hall will definitely be built here and become a tourist attraction. This area is in harmony with the government. Talk about it, the project must be handed over to us. Then there must be some shops around the memorial hall, and we must get some of it. And didn’t you talk to the surrounding farmers about contracting the nearby land? The news has not been leaked, so hurry up and finalize the contract with a high price. These are big money-making projects, and we will pay back in a few years."

"Then what if this is not Cao Xueqin's cemetery?" Zhou Dongzhuo hesitated a little, "The land near the imperial capital is not cheap, if not, we will be in a big loss."

"Trust Master, don't worry, it's okay." Zhou Dongyi patted Zhou Dongzhuo's head.

"I'm not a child anymore, don't pat me on the head." Zhou Dongzhuo shook his head, and then complained to Zhou Dongyi, "My head hurts from listening to so much, I want you to come to the company as my assistant and help me deal with the company If you don't come, and now you're bb."

"Hehe, I'm your assistant to play games with you. If you are more mature, you won't be my stupid brother."

Zhou Dongzhuo and Zhou Dongyi were busy with their own business. Fang Ze stood alone in front of the cemetery. He seemed to be studying the tombstone. In fact, he used the force to separate the land covering the coffin. The complete ancient books in the Red Chamber were delivered to Cao Zhan's bones through the dilapidated coffin.

After Fang Ze finished all this, the archaeological team sent by the Bureau of Cultural Relics arrived late at night, and unlike what Fang Ze thought would be led by a few respected old people, the people sent by the Bureau of Cultural Relics All of them were young people who looked no older than thirty.

"Who called and discovered Cao Xueqin's grave." A young man came over and asked the people present.

"It's me." Zhou Dongzhuo walked up, introduced his identity, and explained what happened.

Of course, according to Zhou Dongzhuo, the reason why Cao Xueqin's tomb was discovered this time was purely due to an accident during construction.

Zhou Dongzhong naturally knew that if the person who fought with these cultural relics had ghosts or dreams, he would definitely be regarded as a lunatic.

"Why are there only a few young people?" Fang Ze walked over at this time, looked at the people sent by the Bureau of Cultural Relics present, and asked with a frown.

"Who are you?" A little girl who looked like she had just graduated saw Fang Ze walking over to Wenhua, and wanted to say that you didn't look as old as me, but she held back after thinking about it.

"This is our company's special consultant." Zhou Dongzhuo quickly introduced Fang Ze's identity.

special counsel?

The young people present turned their heads to look at Fang Ze. Naturally, I know that being a special consultant to a company that builds a resort village near the imperial capital is definitely not an easy status, so I was surprised by Fang Ze's age.

"Our Cultural Relics Bureau attaches great importance to this discovery after receiving your call, but today happens to be Saturday, and many people are resting at home, so we will send a few of us over here first. If the situation is confirmed to be true, experts will come over then. Check."

The young man was polite, but Fang Ze understood what was going on as soon as he heard it.

Cao Xueqin was very poor before his death, which determined that his tomb would not be too big, and it was even exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

Under such circumstances, it is very difficult to tell whether it is Cao Xueqin's tomb or not. Because the economic strength of the Cao family means that there are very few in Cao Xueqin's coffin,

Or simply no funeral objects.

Therefore, the identity can only be judged simply by the tombstone.

But for the tombstone, unless there is a biography engraved on it, it is very, very difficult to make others think that this is Cao Xueqin's tomb just by the name.

Moreover, the Bureau of Cultural Relics didn't believe that a few laymen working on the construction site could tell whether this was Cao Xueqin's goal or not. So in order to avoid a waste of time, only a few young employees from the bureau were sent over.

It's your luck that you can get this kind of credit lying down.

Fang Ze shook his head and led the way for these young people.

"Cao Xueqin's grave is here."

"Brother, look at the tombstone." The girl who had talked to Fang Ze before ran to the tombstone, put on a mask and gloves, gently brushed the dirt off the tombstone, and then turned to the man leading the team.

"It's really a bit like Cao Xueqin's cemetery." The man gave Fang Ze a suspicious look while speaking.

Until now, he still doubts whether these people forged this tombstone and made a fake Cao Xueqin purpose in order to achieve some purpose.

But young people are still full of energy.

Because Fang Ze and the others had basically dug out the coffin before, the archaeological team present only needed to use tools to carefully open the museum.

The coffin was made of wood, which had long been decayed and had no research value, so even though it was almost dark, the young people opened the coffin.

Sure enough, there were no identified burial objects in the coffin, which disappointed the archaeologists for a while.

This means that it will be very difficult to judge whether the person lying down is Cao Xueqin.

But anyone who is a master of archaeology loves this profession from the bottom of their hearts. After all, he stayed in the Cultural Relics Bureau of the Imperial Capital as soon as he graduated. He must have graduated from a prestigious school. If he was in other industries, he would have a lot of room for development. Only archaeology is purely paid for a lifetime of death.

"There seem to be a few books here."

Just when everyone was disappointed, the girl found the book that Fang Ze had stuffed in.

"Carefully take it out and have a look." The leading young man suddenly changed color.

Whose coffin will be buried with books?

There are no other funeral objects, only books?

Considering that Cao Xueqin actually predicted that Dream of the Red Chamber would be banned by the government, it is self-evident what kind of book this is.

Xiaoxin took out the book and looked at the pages.

Stones!

"Master, brother!" The girl carefully took out the last book, opened it, and cried happily, "It's the whole book!"

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