Hello, 1983

The latest website: After leaving the classroom, Zhang Pengfei saw that there were not many people nearby, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm:

"Fourth, our policy is to be strict in confession and stricter in resistance!"

He was in front of the classroom just now, so he saw the numbers on the receipt and was really taken aback.

Wei Bing on the other side also pretended to hold Liu Qingshan's other arm:

"Fourth, it turns out that you are a rich man hiding in the people, haha, the village of 100,000 yuan, it really didn't come out."

"Second child, what 100,000 yuan village?"

Zhang Pengfei devoted himself to studying and obviously didn't know much about this.

Wei Bing explained to him: "Boss, you don't know, the fourth is the leader of the only one hundred thousand yuan village in our country, and he has been published in the people's newspaper several times!"

Ah... this!

Boss Zhang's big mouth can fit a big goose egg.

It took a long time for him to regain his senses, and he stared at Liu Qingshan with a serious face:

"Fourth, you really hid very deeply. In order to punish your deceitful behavior, you will treat yourself at noon today. Quanjude, I'll serve two roast ducks by myself!"

Liu Qingshan also replied with a smile: "Boss, I think it's better for you to hand in the donation first. If you lose it in your pocket, then you will be miserable."

When Zhang Pengfei heard this, he quickly covered his pocket with one hand, and then ran away without a trace.

"Second, it's good for our own brothers to know about this kind of thing." Liu Qingshan smiled and looked at Wei Bing again.

"Yes!"

Wei Bing came to stand at attention, and then grinned again: "Then when will I go to Quanjude, if I eat roast duck deliciously, maybe I'll forget about it?"

"You guys." Liu Qingshan simply ignored them, got on his bicycle and left the school gate.

He was going to go to Huaqing opposite to see. Zheng Xiaoxiao should also be enrolled. Taking advantage of the absence of classes today, of course he wanted to say hello.

Zheng Xiaoxiao entered Beijing much earlier than him,

I have been living at my uncle's house.

He pushed his car into Huaqing, but he was not blocked. It is estimated that the guards regarded him as a student or a young faculty member here.

However, Liu Qingshan finally returned in disappointment. The campus was too big, and telephones were not popular at this time. There were no telephones in the dormitory at all. It was really hard to find someone.

After leaving the school gate, Liu Qingshan couldn't help scratching the back of his head: Do you have to write a letter first to ask for the specific address?

Anyway, it came out, so I would just go home and take a look at the relocation situation there.

When he rode his bicycle and returned home, only Aunt Lu was at home, and the rest went to the construction site.

After eating, Liu Qingshan rode his bicycle to go there again. Fortunately, after riding for a while, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians and vehicles, and he could also swing his arms and let go of the speed to ride.

The closest is Zhenwuguan Village. Liu Qingshan came to the village, and there were dozens of people at the ruins of Zhenwuguan, working in full swing.

From a distance, I saw Uncle Lao Mao'er, who called his big bald head, which was particularly eye-catching.

When Liu Qingshan got closer, he saw that Wang Zhan and Master Lu were all here.

And the writer Shu, who was also leading a group of people, shouting wow wow wow, and commanding.

Many villagers were holding shovels, picks, and sledgehammers, working in front of the abandoned hall.

There are also some half-old old men, driving donkey carts or horse-drawn carriages, to and fro transporting the dismantled building materials.

Now, before the follow-up troops arrive, we will organize these villagers to do it first.

These villages are really supportive, and everyone volunteers for free.

Because after these buildings are rebuilt, they can make a wish on incense as before.

Demolition of these ancient buildings is also a kind of knowledge. In the past, when the old craftsmen worked, it was called craftsmanship. The wood was all tenon-and-mortise structures.

There are also those walls and foundations, which cannot be directly connected to the machine. They have to be manually taken down slowly, brick by brick, which is indeed a time-consuming and labor-intensive project.

"Qingshan is here, why are you skipping class?"

Master Lu was joking happily.

After he finished speaking, he took Liu Qingshan to the side hall: "Hey, I really didn't work in vain. I found a lot of good things in the hall."

Look at some of the utensils sorted out in the side hall. Most of them are metal things, incense burners and wax sticks. I think they were buried directly when the main hall was pulled down.

"We already received a batch a few days ago, and these will be left in the newly built temple in the future. It's ours anyway."

Liu Qingshan and Master Lu discussed it, if these things were kept secret, it would definitely be looked down upon, and they thought they had ulterior motives.

Just like Writer Shu and the consultants he invited, they all know what to do.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it." Uncle Lu suddenly realized that the entire film and television base built in the future will be theirs, and the contents inside are no exception.

He was just used to collecting things, and he didn't turn around for a while.

"What about the contents of the underground palace?" Master Lu leaned into Liu Qingshan's ear again and asked softly.

"Is there any chance?" Liu Qingshan felt that this was a bit unreliable.

Uncle Lu's expression became serious: "According to the observation of the cleaned up places, there must be some, but I don't know what kind of treasure it is."

"I'm afraid that the things that come out will be too dazzling and will be taken away by the top."

This question is what Uncle Lu is most worried about. If that's the case, wouldn't they be busy working in vain, and they feel a loss when they think about it.

Liu Qingshan also pondered for a while: "Uncle Lu, if I include my uncle, Xiaofei and Xiaobing, can we find it?"

"It should be about the same. Usually it's an iron letter or something. Get it out and you're done." Uncle Lu nodded.

"It's not too late, we'll start tonight."

Liu Qingshan also felt that he should give it a try. After all, he spent so much manpower and material resources, and it should be rewarded.

After the two of them discussed it, they went outside again and told their own people separately.

As for Shu writers, there is no need to let others know.

However, Liu Qingshan still went over to say hello, regardless of whether he smoked or not, he handed out a box of the two cigarettes he brought.

The rest were stuffed to Wang Daniu and told him to take it apart and give it to the villagers to smoke.

"Peony, good smoke."

Wang Daniu also smiled brightly, first stuffed a box in his trouser pocket, and then greeted the villagers to thank him, drink some water, and smoke a cigarette.

"Qingshan, why don't you come here today?" Writer Shu looked very affectionate when he saw Liu Qingshan.

For the past two days, he has been growing up on the construction site, earnestly performing his duties as a consultant.

Although it was hot and tired, Writer Shu's heart became more and more at ease.

The work he is doing now is what he has always wanted to do but has been unable to do, so in his heart, he will be extraordinarily close to Liu Qingshan and others.

"The class will officially start tomorrow." Liu Qingshan went up and shook hands.

"Oh, Mr. Liu is still in college, which school?" Writer Shu really didn't know this, and couldn't help but be amazed.

"I'm from Beijing University, and I just entered school this year." Liu Qingshan had nothing to hide.

Writer Shu looked at him again, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart: It's incredible, it's really incredible.

University these days, you can't go to a university based on relationships, you have to learn with real talents.

For example, the current president of Beijing University, Ding, is a master who cannot tolerate sand in his eyes.

How old is Mr. Liu, not only is he a famous university, but he has already started such a big career at a young age. How can he not be admired?

So he smiled and said: "In a few days, I happen to have a lecture at your school, mainly to remember my father. I hope you can come and attend if you are free."

"sure."

Liu Qingshan also nodded and agreed, and the two sides agreed.

Afterwards, Writer Shu excitedly introduced these people he had found to Liu Qingshan one by one. Speaking of which, they were all like-minded, so they chatted happily as soon as they met.

Of course, these people are happy. First, this is what they like to do, and second, there are subsidies.

The manager Wang Zhanwang said that the monthly subsidy of 200 yuan is higher than their salary or retirement salary.

After learning that Mr. Liu was still a student of Beijing University, these people immediately took another look.

Now the graduates of Beijing University, it can be said to have a promising future.

Everyone worked happily until the red sun slanted to the west, and the villagers left in donkey carts and carriages. Most of them have moved to the new site.

Originally, there would be a few vigils at night, but Uncle Lu said that they would stay here tonight, and all the villagers left.

Shu Writer and his group were also sent back to the city by Cao Xiaofei and Wang Xiaobing by car.

Their treatment is quite good, as long as they come, they will be picked up by the car.

After the two drivers drove the car back, picked up the rest of the people, found a small shop nearby, had a full meal, and then went back.

It was already dark, and there was no construction at this time, so it was silent here, only the autumn insects were chirping, which was even more peaceful.

"Start working and dig from here."

Master Lu, who had been waiting for a long time, had already checked the location. Everyone moved their shovels and picks together and began to excavate the bluestone slabs on the surface.

With Liu Qingshan and Lao Mao'er, two strong laborers, several hundred kilograms of slates were carried to the side one by one.

Wang Xiaobing and the two of them, one is the main force of excavation.

Wang Zhan also dug twice, his arms were sore, and he sat on the ground panting heavily.

"Brother Zhan, you have to exercise well, or you will be disliked in bed in the future." Liu Qingshan was still taking a break from his busy schedule, making fun of him.

Wang Zhan raised his arms: "If I can get the best in all the military training programs, I just can't work."

"It's not that the four bodies are not diligent." Even the old hat's uncle was a little disgusted with this guy.

Wang Zhan didn't dare to say a word. He relied on his excellent military skills, and he even fought with the old hat.

As a result, let's not talk about it, it's really embarrassing.

After everyone dug a few stone slabs, they started to dig down. The excavated sand is piled up next to it, and it has to be backfilled at that time, so as not to let people see the flaws.

This underground palace is relatively easy to dig, and the surrounding area is built with bluestone, as long as the sand in the middle is dug out.

After digging more than one meter deep, they began to use soil baskets to load soil, with ropes tied to them, and the people above were responsible for pulling them up.

Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei also took turns to be vigilant not far away, which is also a habit they developed in the army.

After Wang Zhan dragged a few baskets of soil, he took the initiative to assume the duty of guarding.

After digging for more than two hours, there was a sudden sound, the sound of a shovel hitting the iron.

"Have it!"

Master Lu suppressed his excitement and let out a low voice.

Continue to expand the scope, and gradually, the outline of an iron box appears in front of several people.

"It should be this, hurry up and dig!"

Uncle Lu knows that the so-called iron letter is an iron box, and the treasure is inside.

Ten minutes later, a heavy iron box was dug out.

Liu Qingshan and Lao Mao'er carefully lifted them up and put them in the big soil basket.

They pushed on the bottom, tugged on the top, and finally got the big guy on top.

Several people were also exhausted, slumped on the ground, their faces hard to hide their excitement in the dark night.

Suddenly, a cry came from the dark night: "Don't move!"

Several people were so frightened that they hurriedly got up. Only Liu Qingshan sat there and didn't move, mumbling, "Xiao Wu, you are so scary, is it interesting?"

A few figures flashed in the darkness, and by the light of the flashlight, I saw Wang Zhan leading the way, followed by Xiao Wu, Yu Guangming and Ma Laosan.

"When did you all come back?"

Liu Qingshan jumped up and hugged the three brothers one by one.

"As soon as I got home in the afternoon, I went to look for you. Aunt Lu said you were here, so we came over. We happened to meet Xiao Zhan."

Yu Guangming explained with a smile, after a few months, it feels really close.

Ma Laosan shook his head: "Qingben beauty, how can you be a thief?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and put your hand in the jeep and drive back." Liu Qingshan shouted, and everyone started to carry the iron box into the car.

Then start backfilling, and then press the bluestone slab on top, which is basically the same as the original.

Xiao Wu and the others also drove a jeep, which was parked in the village, so the three cars lined up and went directly to the old house in Shijia Hutong.

Cao Xiaofei and the others usually live here at night.

Besides, the house is big enough, there is a little movement, and you can't hear it outside.

The vehicle drove directly in, removed the iron box, and carried it into the room where Wang Xiaobing and the others lived, and everyone let out a sigh of relief.

"Come and see what baby is inside?"

Xiao Wu is also very excited. This kind of experience is something that most people have never experienced.

The seals of the iron boxes are all made of tin, and it took a lot of work to remove them with a knife.

Finally, Master Lu pried open the lid of the iron box and carefully lifted it with both hands.

Xiao Wu was in a hurry, so he hurriedly probed in to check, but with a strange cry, he jumped back, and hit the third Ma, who was watching the excitement behind him, with a somersault, and the two brothers fell to the ground together.

"Snake, there's a snake in it!" Xiao Wu shouted, looking really frightened.

"This one may have been buried for hundreds of years. Even if there is a snake, it is still a dead snake. Do you really think White Lady can hide in it?"

Liu Qingshan muttered in his mouth, looked into the iron box with his head, and then used his arms to lift something out of it.

Under the reflection of the light, everyone only felt that the golden light was shining in front of them, which was very dazzling.

I saw a peculiarly shaped object appearing in front of everyone: below is a black tortoise, above is a big golden snake, hovering on the back of the tortoise, the shape is lifelike, no wonder Xiao Wu was scared a lot just now. Jump.

"Snake turtle!"

Master Lu's face has long been happy: "Emperor Zhenwu is also known as Emperor Xuanwu of the North, and the turtle and snake are his spiritual objects."

Xiao Wu blinked a few times: "This big snake, isn't it really made of gold, right?"

"Haha, who told you to scare us just now, and it was retribution, isn't it? It's called June debt repayment soon."

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded. When he took this thing out just now, it felt very heavy, it was definitely not something like copper or iron.

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't hide their excitement: Now it's time to post!

Uncle Lu suddenly frowned: "Wait, it seems a bit wrong, this is gold-plated."