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Everyone continued to observe the ancient bronze tripod in front of them intently, and the conversation began again.

Xiao Zhuang pointed to the ornament on the tripod and continued to explain: "The figures in this ornament seem to be engaged in a war, they are armed with weapons, and their horses are galloping, and the scene is very spectacular. During the Shang Dynasty, war was inevitable, and they used these bronzes to record their war history and heroic deeds.

Shi Dafan continued: "It was precisely because of the Shang Dynasty's pursuit of war and power that they conducted in-depth research on smelting and casting technology. They developed a high level of bronze casting that allowed them to craft beautiful and sturdy weapons and ritual objects.

Qiang Xiaowei added: "These bronzes are not just handicrafts, they also carry the cultural heritage of the Shang Dynasty. The social order, ritual system, and belief concepts of the Shang Dynasty can all be traced from these bronzes.

Li Wenjing stroked the surface of the tripod and continued: "The cultural heritage of the Shang Dynasty continues in these bronzes, which convey rich information such as ancient myths, family bloodlines, and religious beliefs. Each ornament is the beginning of a story, and they evoke our curiosity and exploration of history.

Deng Zhenhua looked at Ding affectionately and said: "The bronzes of the Shang Dynasty are the treasures of our national civilization, and they have witnessed the glorious history of our nation. Today, it is our responsibility to pass on these cultural treasures to future generations, so that they can understand their roots and draw strength and wisdom from them.

The crowd was silently immersed in the observation and dialogue of the bronzes, and they felt the wisdom and cultural heritage of the Shang Dynasty, as well as their own mission and responsibility as future generations.

Under the moonlight, the ancient bronze tripod stands quietly, witnessing the flow of time and inheriting the thousand-year-old epic of Chinese civilization.

In the faint moonlight, the patterns on the bronze tripod appear more vivid and interesting, as if the ancient life is slowly staged on the tripod like a movie. Everyone was captivated by that strange feeling, and they were all deeply moved by this precious historical heritage.

Li Wenjing walked to the other side of the ding, she pointed to a fine carving, and a bright smile appeared on her face, "Look here, this ornament seems to depict a banquet scene, men and women laughing and drinking, dancers dancing, a lively scene." The taste of life and the intricate side of etiquette in Shang Dynasty society are all displayed in this carving.

Xu Tianze responded: "Yes, the Shang Dynasty was a society that attached great importance to etiquette, they admired the rule of large families, and the complex and strict etiquette system was their way of maintaining social order. If you look at the picture of this drinking banquet, everyone's movements, eyes, and clothes are carefully depicted, reflecting the rigorous character of the Shang Dynasty people and their love for life.

Shi Dafan sighed deeply and sighed: "This tripod is our history, our roots, it shows us the style of that distant era." We can get a glimpse of all aspects of Shang Dynasty society from this bronze tripod and feel their wisdom and innovative spirit.

Zheng Sanpao smiled and said: "Looking at this tripod, we can find the Shang Dynasty people's love for life and fear of God. This bronze tripod is not only a sacrificial utensil, but also a historical relic that records the lifestyle and beliefs of the Shang Dynasty. Each ornament represents their life and faith, their courage and wisdom.

Xiao Zhuang pondered and said: "For the Shang Dynasty, bronze was an indispensable part of their lives. It is not only used for production and life, but more importantly, it is a tool for them to express themselves and record their own history. Every ornament we see is carved by them with their hearts, and there is their story and culture behind it.

Qiang Xiaowei looked at the bronze tripod and was full of emotion: "Our understanding of ancient culture is not complete, and bronzes are the only physical evidence we can directly contact." They are our roots, our history. Each bronze is an open history book, they record our past, teach us the present, and reveal our future. "

The crowd was immersed in the contemplation of the bronze artifact, and they observed the tripod, trying to understand the life and history of Shang society from each of its ornaments. The moonlight illuminates this ancient artifact, as if to guide them into that distant era, to find those stories that have been lost in history.

Under the moonlight, the ancient bronze tripod stands quietly, as if it is the gateway of that distant era, quietly waiting for people to explore, to understand, to continue to tell the history of the Shang Dynasty. It is a treasure of Chinese civilization, a witness of our history, and the pride of our nation.

Under the shroud of the moonlight, the pattern of the bronze tripod seems to be beating under the breeze, and the onlookers are deeply immersed in the exploration of history. Just then, a voice suddenly broke the silence of the night.

"Everyone, let's go, I'll take over here." A middle-aged man in a suit and glasses appears in the moonlight, with an arrogant smile on his face and an order from a conservation organization in his hand.

When Xu Tianze and the others heard this voice, their faces suddenly became solemn. This Zhou Zejun is the leader of the local cultural relics station, and he often uses his father's power to dispose of cultural relics at will, which brings great trouble to their work.

"We're not leaving." Xu Tianze said stiffly, his brows furrowed deeply, and his whole body exuded a resolute aura.

When Zhou Zejun heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and he seemed to be very amused by Xu Tianze's resistance. "You guys who don't know what to do, don't get out of here." He laughs.

At this time, Li Wenjing walked up to Xu Tianze and said softly: "Tianze, bear with me, he is the son of the station leader." The tone was full of helplessness.

When Zhou Zejun heard Li Wenjing's words, he laughed even louder, as if he had heard something very funny. "Did you hear that? Get out of here, there's nothing going on with you here.

At this moment, Xu Tianze's anger burned completely, he glared at Zhou Zejun in front of him, and said angrily: "Our duty is to protect history, not to protect waste like you!" Before the words fell, he slammed his fist at that Zhou Zejun.

Zhou Zejun obviously didn't expect Xu Tianze to make a move, he was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground. In the moonlight, his figure looked particularly embarrassed, while Xu Tianze looked even more determined.

The scene fell silent instantly, only the sound of the breeze blowing through the bronze tripod. Everyone was stunned by this sudden situation, and they looked at Xu Tianze with a look of awe on their faces.

The moonlight sprinkled down, as if to clothe this ancient land with a layer of silver-white luxury. Under the combined action of moonlight and breeze, the pattern of the bronze tripod leaps to life, as if it is the traces of historical teardrops and sweat. The surrounding people gathered around this bronze tripod, engrossed in the study, as if they were looking for the secrets of history.

However, this serene scene is soon broken by a voice.

"Everyone, let's go, I'll take over here." The owner of the voice was a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses, holding in his hand an order from a conservation organization. He had an arrogant smile on his face, like a general who had just won a war.

After Xu Tianze, Qiang Xiaowei and the others heard this voice, their faces instantly became serious. This man is Zhou Zejun, the leader of the local cultural relics station, and his father is powerful, but he himself often abuses his power, causing great trouble to their work.

"We're not leaving." Xu Tianze said resolutely, his brows furrowed tightly, like a mark carved into stone. His body exudes an aura of determination, which makes one have to sigh at his perseverance and courage.

After Zhou Zejun heard Xu Tianze's words, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious, as if he felt that their resistance was very ridiculous. "You guys who don't know what to do, don't get out of here." He said arrogantly.

At this time, Li Wenjing walked to Xu Tianze's side and said softly: "Tianze, bear with me, he is the son of the station leader."

Her tone was full of helplessness and concern. However, Zhou Zejun took her advice as a joke, and he laughed out loud, and his arrogant appearance made people want to beat him.

Xu Tianze looked at Zhou Zejun's arrogance and shamelessness, and his anger was completely ignited. His eyes were filled with rage, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground like a piece of silver silk, softly covering this ancient land. After a light breeze, the patterns on the bronze tripod seem to be beating under the breeze, and the people around them rise from a deep sense of exploration, like an invisible wind, filling this space with a warm atmosphere.

"You poor ghost, what can you protect?" Zhou Zejun looked at Xu Tianze, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a deep smile, "The real power is in the hands of those of us." You ants, you should listen to us obediently. His

words were so sharp that no one around him could speak. There was a dreary and oppressive atmosphere in the air, and even the bright moonlight seemed to have dimmed a lot.

Then Zhou Zejun's gaze turned to Li Wenjing, and there was a bit of sarcasm and cunning in his eyes. He smiled at Li Wenjing and said, "Wenjing, why don't you consider being my Zhou family's junior?" At least you'll be much more comfortable than you are now.

This sentence was like a violent wind, which swept the entire scene in an instant. Li Wenjing's face instantly turned pale, her eyes were full of tears, and then she lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhou Zejun or Xu Tianze.

At this moment, the moonlight seemed to lose its brilliance, the breeze seemed to lose its voice, and the people around seemed to have lost their words, leaving only Li Wenjing's slight sobbing echoing in the air.

Zhou Zejun looked at the scene in front of him and smiled with satisfaction. However, he didn't notice that Xu Tianze's eyes on the side had become cold and hard. His face was gloomy as iron, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura that was difficult to ignore.

Zhou Zejun's laughter has not completely fallen, and Xu Tianze has already taken steps. His steps were heavy, but they carried an unstoppable force. The moonlight shone on his body, casting the image of a warrior standing in the wind.

Xu Tianze's anger could no longer be suppressed, he took a step without hesitation, and walked towards Zhou Zejun with firm steps. The aura on his body was like a raging storm, making the people around him feel an irresistible coercion.

Xu Tianze's gaze was as cold as a knife, staring at Zhou Zejun, and his voice contained strong anger: "People like you don't deserve to have power." His

voice was low and majestic, as if the voices of heroes from ancient times echoed throughout the night. The moonlight shone on his raised fist, and the silvery light shone like a determined star.

Zhou Zejun couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and in the face of Xu Tianze's compelling momentum, the arrogance in his heart gradually subsided, and was replaced by a trace of fear. He took a step back, trying to avoid Xu Tianze's attack range, but he was pressed by Xu Tianze's tightly locked gaze, and he felt that he had nowhere to hide.

Li Wenjing seized this opportunity tightly, she raised her head, tears still flashing in her eyes. She looked at Xu Tianze's resolute figure, felt his courage and perseverance, and a warm current surged in her heart.

Xu Tianze's fist left the ground in an instant, and he quickly rushed towards Zhou Zejun, his fist roaring, releasing the anger and determination in his heart. A punch hit Zhou Zejun's cheek hard, making a crisp loud bang.

Zhou Zejun was knocked to the ground hard, leaving a bright red claw mark on his face, and blood gushed out of his mouth, forming a bright arc.

The people at the scene froze, unable to believe what was happening in front of them. Xu Tianze's actions were completely beyond their imagination, and they were impressed by his courage and strength.

Xu Tianze stood in front of Zhou Zejun, his gaze was deep and firm, like a high mountain, standing proudly in the crowd. He slowly withdrew his fist, turned his gaze to Li Wenjing, and said softly: "Wenjing, don't shed tears for this kind of person anymore.

Li Wenjing wiped away her tears and nodded slightly, she felt Xu Tianze's firmness and protection, and her heart was full of gratitude and admiration.

At this time, the atmosphere at the scene became extremely silent, and everyone was shocked by Xu Tianze's actions. At this moment, they rediscovered the power and justice that Xu Tianze represented.

However, Xu Tianze did not stop his actions, he glanced at the crowd around him, and said affectionately: "As people who protect historical relics, we shoulder the responsibility of protecting history and culture. We must not be blinded by power and interests, and we should stand firm in our faith.

Xu Tianze's words echoed in the night sky, freezing everyone's breath. His voice exudes firmness and strength, and people can't help but be moved. After Zhou Zejun heard Xu Tianze's answer, his face suddenly became distorted, he was not used to someone rebelling against his authority.