People in Zong Tomb, Jieling Pirates

Chapter 330 Six-legged Ancient Cauldron

"Ding? Have you seen it?"

Shirley Yang's words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

They looked at her with a bit of surprise.

We must know that if the artifacts on this mural really exist, they should be placed within the scope of the King Xian Tomb. From what they saw, there have been no visitors here before. How could Shirley Yang have seen them?

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Shirley Yang also knew that what she said was a bit strange, so she explained: "The tripod I am talking about is not the one on the mural, or I have seen a pattern similar to that of bronze."

Chen Ziyan glanced at the mural and asked doubtfully: "The one above... should be regarded as a tripod first. The fact that the tripod above has six legs is already inconsistent with the ordinary system. It was probably tinkered by King Xian himself, or

It is some kind of special sacrifice from the ancient Dian Kingdom, and it probably has not been spread."

He seriously doubted that the bronzes above should only be found in the tomb of King Xian.

"Have you heard of Fulu Banquet?" Shirley Yang did not answer directly, but asked this question.

"Fu Lu Banquet? Is it related to the three old gods Fu Lu Shou?" Wang Kaixuan scratched his head and asked.

When he mentioned the word "Fu Lu", he immediately thought of the Three Immortals of Fu, Lu and Shou.

"No, this Fulu Banquet has nothing to do with the Three Stars of Fortune, Luxury and Longevity. In fact, it should be called the Fulu Feast." Chen Ziyan actually first thought of the most widely circulated myth about immortals, but then he realized that Shirley Yang

The story should be an anecdote from the late Ming Dynasty.

"The Fulu Banquet of the King of Fortune Zhu Changxun?" Hu Bayi also reacted.

Then he asked with a bit of surprise: "Miss Yang, you said you have seen a cauldron similar to this one, are you talking about the pot that killed Prince Fu, right?"

In this anecdote about the Fulu Banquet, which has not been confirmed so far, in addition to the important figures worth mentioning, there is also the 'iron pot' that cooked and killed King Fu. It is said that this pot came from Ying'en, which was built under the supervision of King Fu himself.

The temple undoubtedly adds a bit of mystery to it.

"That's right." Shirley Yang nodded, and then said seriously: "In the notes left by my grandfather, I have seen a bronze vessel that is very similar to the tripod on this mural. According to the records in the notes, my ancestors who moved mountains had accidentally

I saw the six-legged ancient tripod of Yingen Temple in Luoyang, so I recorded its shape and style. Later, the ancient tripod was lost due to the war, and the last time it appeared was at the Fulu Banquet."

If it weren't for the clear depiction of the six tripod feet on the mural, Shirley Yang wouldn't have thought of this.

"It is said that King Fu received auspiciousness from heaven when he was building Ying'en Temple. Could it be the cauldron he was talking about?" Chen Ziyan suddenly thought of a rumor he had heard from his classmates before.

At that time, I just heard it as an anecdote, but now combined with what Shirley Yang said, it really has some credibility.

"It makes sense to say this. After all, how can ordinary things cook the heavens and nobles!" Hu Bayi said thoughtfully.

He felt that no matter what the truth was, if the Fulu Banquet really existed, then the vessels used at that time would definitely not be ordinary things.

"Let's go and take a look at the back. As expected, there should be a sacrificial hall there. If the cauldron on this mural really exists, it must have been placed there." Chen Ziyan said.

Referring to the similar Minglou pattern, we know that even if there are no tripods on the murals in the sacrificial hall of the apse, there must be inscriptions and murals praising the tomb owner.

Everyone else agreed with this statement and planned to leave for the apse.

When leaving the front hall, Chen Ziyan couldn't help but look back at the bronze statues. He always felt that these bronze statues had an inexplicable sense of disharmony, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After his eyes wandered around the bronze statue for a few times, Chen Ziyan shook his head slightly and withdrew his gaze.

There is too little information available now, and it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. He can't just make assumptions out of thin air.

When Chen Ziyan turned around, he found that Shirley Yang had not left, but was standing there looking at him. Just by looking at her expression, he knew that she must have noticed something.

But it seems that just like myself, I just have a hunch but can't find the problem.

After their eyes met in the air, neither of them said a word, tacitly not mentioning anything about the bronze elephant.

After Chen Ziyan walked over, the two of them left the place side by side and chased the others in front.

After everyone passed through a short corridor, they came to the even more gloomy back hall, which is the so-called sacrificial hall.

From the inscription at the end of the short corridor, we can know that the apse is called "Shangzhen Hall".

The interior of the temple was exactly what they imagined, with numerous inscriptions and eight mural walls.

These painted walls, which coincide with the numbers of the Nine Palaces and Bagua, are made of whole bricks and are painted in three colors on a white background.

In addition to the space recording war scenes, the rest of the walls are almost bricks and paintings, or one or two figures, or three or two buildings, which can be said to cover the politics, economy, and culture under the rule of King Xian at that time and even the ancient Dian Kingdom.

Military and all other fields.

However, the number of painted walls is a bit excessive, so in terms of perception, the overall space of the apse is a bit cramped.

In the center of these painted walls, in the middle of the sacrificial hall, stands a huge black six-legged copper tripod. The tripod is covered with a copper lid and has a huge copper ring on each side.

The six legs of the bronze tripod are not of a regular style, but six half-kneeling beasts, with a vigorous and simple shape, with muscles and scales all over the body, making a ferocious roar, and look like a unicorn-like creature.

"Is this the bronze tripod on the mural?" Wang Kaixuan asked.

"Yes." Chen Ziyan nodded slightly, then looked at Shirley Yang: "Shirley, is this the same as the one in your notes?"

He remembered that Shirley Yang had just said that the ancestors of her family had left shapes and patterns in their notes.

"Except for the different styles of the tripod's legs, everything else is exactly the same." Shirley Yang looked at it for a moment and then said slowly: "I remember clearly that the six legs of the tripod in the notes are deer-shaped creatures, not the ones in front of me.

Lin beast."

The reason why she didn't give a firm answer in the front hall was because of this.

Although the mural is very clear, the space is limited after all, so the tripod is only a rough shape, and it is impossible to tell what kind of beast it is.

But there is no doubt that there must be some kind of connection between the two tripods.

Speaking of which, it is really amazing that two historical figures thousands of years apart can be connected in disguise through artifacts.

After Chen Ziyan imagined the deer-like tripod with legs in his mind, he said to the others: "Everyone look around. If the tripod of King Xian is the same as King Fu and was not cast by himself, then in the inscriptions around it,

Maybe there will be relevant clues.”

Looking at the few words about these two cauldrons, Chen Ziyan felt that their origins would most likely be a breakthrough.

(End of chapter)