Hello 1983

  Chapter 532 It's not too late, let's do it tonight

  Out of the classroom, Zhang Pengfei saw that there were not many people nearby, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm:

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

  He was also in front of the classroom just now, so he also saw the number on the receipt, and was really shocked.

   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 hidden among the people, haha, the 100,000-yuan village, you really didn't blow it out."

   "Second brother, what is a 100,000 yuan village?"

  Zhang qingyang devoted himself to studying, so he obviously didn't know much about it.

  Wei Bing explained to him: "Boss, you don't know, the fourth is the leader of the only 100,000-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 into it.

   It took a long time to come back to his senses, he stared at Liu Qingshan with a serious face:

   "Sir, you really hide it very deeply. In order to punish your deceitful behavior, you have a treat at noon today. Quanjude, I will have two roast ducks by myself first!"

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

   Upon hearing this, zhang qingyang quickly covered his pocket with one hand, and then ran away without a trace.

   "Second brother, as long as we brothers know about this kind of thing." Liu Qingshan smiled and looked at Wei Bing again.

"yes!"

  Wei Bing stood at attention, then grinned and said, "Then when will we go to Quanjude? If the roast duck tastes delicious, maybe I will forget about it?"

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

  He is going to visit Huaqing, which is opposite. Zheng Xiaoxiao should also be enrolled. Since there is no class today, of course he wants to say hello.

  Zheng Xiaoxiao came to Beijing much earlier than him, and has been living in his uncle's house.

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

  But Liu Qingshan returned disappointed in the end. The campus is too big, and telephones are not widely available at this time. There are no telephones in the dormitory. It is really hard to find someone.

  Out of the school gate, Liu Qingshan couldn't help scratching the back of his head: Could it be that this door is opposite, you have to write a letter first, asking for the specific address?

   I came out anyway, so I might as well 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 over there again. Fortunately, after riding for a while, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians and vehicles, and he could ride at a loose speed with his arms shaking.

  The closest one is Zhenwu Temple Village. Liu Qingshan came to the village, and there were dozens of people working at the ruins of Zhenwu Temple.

   From a distance, I saw the old Maoer Master Uncle, whose big bald head is particularly eye-catching.

  Liu Qingshan came closer and took a look, Wang Zhan, Master Lu, they are all here.

   There is also that writer Shu, who is also leading a group of people, yelling, directing there.

  Many villagers were busy in front of the abandoned hall with shovels, picks and trowels.

   There are also some half-grown old men, driving donkey carts or horse-drawn carts, transporting the demolished building materials back and forth.

   Now, before the follow-up large force arrives, let's 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 burn incense and make wishes as before.

  Removing these ancient buildings is also a science. When old craftsmen used to do their work, it was called craftsmanship. The wood is all mortise and tenon structure.

   There are also those walls and foundations, which cannot be directly installed on the machine. They have to be manually removed brick by brick. It is indeed a time-consuming and labor-intensive project.

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

  Master Lu was joking cheerfully.

   After finishing speaking, he dragged Liu Qingshan to the side hall: "Hey, it's really not in vain. I found a lot of good things underground in the main hall."

  Look at some of the utensils sorted out in the side hall. Most of them are metal things, incense burners and wax skewers.

   "We have already collected a batch a few days ago, let's keep these in the newly built temple in the future, they are ours anyway."

   Liu Qingshan discussed with Master Lu, if they kept all these things privately, people would definitely look down on them and think they had ulterior motives.

  Like Writer Shu and the consultants he hired, they are all knowledgeable.

   "That's right, why didn't I think of that." Uncle Lu suddenly realized that the entire film and television base that will be built in the future belongs to them, and the things inside are of course no exception.

  He just got used to putting things away, so he didn't turn around for a while.

   "What about the things in the underground palace?" Master Lu leaned closer to Liu Qingshan's ear and asked softly.

   "Maybe there is one?" Liu Qingshan felt that this matter was a bit unreliable.

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

   "I'm afraid that the things I made will be too eye-catching and will be taken away by the higher-ups."

  This question is what Uncle Lu is most worried about. If that is the case, wouldn’t they be working in vain? Thinking about it, they feel bad.

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

   "It should be about the same. Usually it's an iron letter or something, and it's over when you get it out." Uncle Lu nodded.

   "Without further delay, let's do it tonight."

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

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

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

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

  The rest were given to Wang Daniu, and asked him to disassemble them and smoke them for the villagers.

   "Peony, what a smoke."

  Wang Daniu also smiled, and first stuffed a box in his trouser pocket, and then thanked the villagers, drank some water, and smoked a cigarette.

   "Qingshan, why are you free to come over today?" Writer Shu also looked very affectionate when he saw Liu Qingshan.

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

  Although it is hot and tired, Writer Shu's heart is getting more and more at ease.

  The job he is doing now is what he has always wanted to do but was unable to do, so in his heart, he is very 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, so he couldn't help but wonder.

   "I'm from Peking University, and I just enrolled this year." Liu Qingshan had nothing to hide.

  Writer Shu sized him up again, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart: It's incredible, it's really amazing.

  University these days can't be entered by relying on relationships, it has to rely on real talents and learning.

  For example, the current president of Peking University, Ding, is the master who can't tolerate sand in his eyes.

  How old is Mr. Liu? Not only is he in a famous university, but he has already started such a big career at a young age. Why is it not admirable?

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

"sure."

  Liu Qingshan also nodded in agreement, the two sides have reached an agreement.

  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 had a good time talking 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 Peking University, these people immediately took another look.

  Graduates of Peking University now have a bright future.

  Everyone worked happily until the red sun set to the west, and then the villagers left in donkey carts and horse-drawn carriages. Most of them had already moved to the new site.

   There were still a few vigils left at night, but Uncle Lu said they would stay here tonight, and the villagers all left.

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

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

   Wait for the two drivers to drive back again, pick up the rest of the people, find a small shop nearby, have a full meal, and then go back and forth.

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

   "Get to work, dig from here."

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

   Liu Qingshan and Lao Maoer, two strong laborers, carried stone slabs weighing hundreds of kilograms to the side one by one.

  Wang Xiaobing and the others, 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 hard, otherwise you will be disgusted by others in bed." Liu Qingshan still took a break from his busy schedule and made fun of him.

  Wang Zhan raised his arms: "If I can get excellent in all those military training items, it's just that I really can't do it."

   "It's not that the four limbs are not working." Even the old hat uncle, a little disgusted with this guy.

  Wang Zhan didn't dare to say anything, he even helped Lao Maoer because of his excellent military quality.

   As a result, it’s really embarrassing not to mention it.

   After everyone dug up a few stone slabs, they kept digging down. The excavated sand was piled up next to it, and it had 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 surroundings are built with bluestones. You only need to dig out the sand in the middle.

   After digging more than one meter deep, I started to fill the soil with a soil basket, with a rope tied to it, and the people above were responsible for pulling it up.

  Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei took turns guarding not far away, this is also the habit they developed in the army.

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

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

   "Yes!"

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

  Continue to expand the range downwards, 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 box is an iron box, and the baby is inside.

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

  Liu Qingshan and Lao Maoer carefully lifted it together and put it into the big soil basket.

  They pushed from the bottom, pulled from the top, and finally got this big guy to the top.

   Several people were also exhausted, sitting slumped on the ground, and their faces could hardly hide their excitement in the dark night.

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

  Several people were frightened and got up in a hurry, only Liu Qingshan sat still and muttered: "Xiao Wu, you are so scary, is it interesting?"

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

   "When did you 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 find you. Aunt Lu said that you were here, so we came to find you, and 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: "Your beauty, how can I be a thief?"

   "Stop talking nonsense, give me a hand, carry it into the jeep, and drive back." Liu Qingshan yelled, and everyone started to lift the iron box into the car.

  Then start backfilling, and then press bluestone slabs on it, which is basically exactly the same as the original.

  Xiaowu and the others also drove a jeep and parked it 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, this house is big enough, and there is a little movement, which can't be heard from outside.

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

   "Hurry up and see what treasure is inside?"

  Xiao Wu is also very excited. This kind of experience is really never experienced by ordinary people.

  The seals of the iron box are all poured with tin, and it took a lot of work to remove them bit by bit with a knife.

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

  Xiao Wu was impatient, and hurriedly probed in to check, but with a strange cry, he jumped back violently, knocking Ma Lao San who was watching the excitement behind him, and the two brothers fell to the ground together.

   "Snake, there's a snake inside!" Xiao Wu yelled, looking really frightened.

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

   Liu Qingshan murmured, probed into the iron box, and then pulled out something from inside with both arms.

  Under the reflection of the light, everyone only felt that the eyes were shining with gold, which was very dazzling.

I saw an object with a strange shape presented in front of everyone: below is a black turtle, above is a big golden snake, hovering on the turtle's back, the shape is lifelike, no wonder Xiao Wu was frightened a lot just now Jump.

   "Snake and turtle!"

  Master Lu's face has long been filled with joy: "Emperor Zhenwu is also known as Emperor Xuanwu of the North, and the tortoise and snake are his spiritual creatures."

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

   "Haha, who told you to scare us just now, you have been retribution, isn't it, this is called June debt repayment quickly."

  Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile. When he took this thing out just now, it felt very heavy, and it was definitely not 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, something seems wrong, this one is gold-plated."

  (end of this chapter)