After hearing Murong Tianfeng's analysis, Wang Xu did not say anything immediately. Instead, he frowned and pondered for a long time.
After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth.
"I understand. It seems that Professor Murong is interested in the Peach Blossom Land?”
"Yes!"
Murong Tianfeng said bluntly.
Wang Xu lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment before opening his lips and saying.
"But just a poem and a painting left behind by Tao Yuanming doesn't seem to prove anything. Is it really worth your trip to the capital?”
Murong Tianfeng shook his head and lowered his voice as he leaned forward.
" Tao Yuanming's dynasty is more than a thousand years away from the Spring and Autumn Period. The information left by him alone is naturally not of much value, but..."
He paused and lowered his voice.
"What if Guan Zhong's bamboo slips also have similar records?”
Same record?
Murong Tianfeng's voice was soft.
"My name is Jing Zhong. I studied under a teacher at Cloud-Dream Mountain when I was young. Dream Clouds is the Peach Blossom Land!"
Murong Tianfeng's brows furrowed as he spoke with certainty.
It was as if he had already confirmed this matter in his heart.
The Peach Blossom Land was real!
Once this speculation was confirmed, it would be a major archaeological discovery that would shake the world!
As a worker who loved archaeology, a secret that could shake the world was right in front of him. It was as if he could touch it with his hand. Who wouldn't be tempted?
This was an opportunity that would allow his name to be recorded in the annals of archeology!
"I see."
Wang Xu let out a sigh of relief.
" Guan Zhong and Tao Qian, two people who were separated by a thousand years and from different eras, wrote the same content at different times..."
Murong Tianfeng said excitedly before he leaned back in his chair.
He panted heavily, as if the words just now had consumed all his strength.
His face seemed to have aged a little, but the look between his eyebrows was radiant.
It was as if a withered tree had returned to spring!
Wang Xu silently looked at his excited expression and did not continue to say anything more nonsense. Instead, he directly nodded his head.
"I understand. Whether it's Guan Zhong of the Spring and Autumn Period or Tao Qian of the Jin Dynasty, I think I've done quite a bit of research. Since Professor Murong is sincerely inviting me, I'll agree to go to the tomb together.”
"Really? That's great!"
Hearing Wang Xu's answer, Murong Tianfeng immediately beamed with joy.
There was no other way. He was someone who could dedicate his entire life to the cause of archaeology.
If Wang Xu's help could really unravel the truth of Peach Blossom Land, not to mention personally bowing down to invite him, even if he had to learn from Uncle Liu and visit the thatched cottage three times, it would not matter!
Since Wang Xu had already agreed.
"There's no time to lose. How about we take the afternoon flight and head straight to the archaeological site?”
Murong Tianfeng rubbed his hands in excitement.
"I can't wait to unveil the mystery of Peach Blossom Land!”
Hearing this, Wang Xu smiled helplessly and hurriedly waved his hand.
"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
"Professor Murong, don't be happy too early. I just said that we'll go and take a look together. I'm not sure if we'll find the Peach Blossom Spring.”
"It's fine, it's fine. I don't know why, but when I heard that you were willing to go with me, my heart calmed down. Hahaha!”
Murong Tianfeng laughed heartily.
"When people get old, it's always easy to trust their sixth sense!”
Wang Xu looked troubled." If we leave in the afternoon…"
"What's your problem?" Murong Tianfeng asked.”
Wang Xu shook his head.
"It's not difficult. It's just that it's a little rushed to leave in the afternoon. I have other things to do tonight. If Professor Murong doesn't mind, why don't you stay at my house for the night?”
After saying that, he added symbolically.
"Oh right, speaking of which, I'm actually also an antique collector. If Professor Murong goes, he can help me appraise some of those collections.”
Murong Tianfeng's interest was immediately piqued when he heard the word antique.
"Haha! Alright, since you've invited me to your house as a guest, wouldn't it be ungrateful if I refused?”
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
"Oh my god, I'm so tired!" A coquettish voice grumbled.
At this moment, Hu Rong, who had finally finished getting her food, finally squeezed out of the crowd with a plate in each hand.
"These young people are really powerful. I almost died from the pressure!”
As she spoke, she placed two plates of sausages fried rice and four stir-fried dishes on the table.
"Here, Professor Wang Xu, return your meal card.”
Wang Xu took it.
"I hope you don't suspect me.”
"At my age, how can I care about these foods? It's good enough that I have something to eat. I also came from the hard times in the past. When I was young, I even ate tree bark.”
Murong Tianfeng teased as he glanced at the sweaty Hu Rong.
"Rongrong, aren't you a young man yourself? Have you been with an old man like me for too long?”
Hu Rong stuck out her tongue and said with a smile.
"It's fine. I like to follow the professor in archaeology. It's so interesting to be able to deal with antiques!”
Murong Tianfeng nodded in relief.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He took a deep look at the handsome and extraordinary Wang Xu, then looked at Hu Rong meaningfully. Suddenly, he smiled.
Seeing the smile on the professor's face, Hu Rong's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce you.”
"This girl is my assistant and also my student. Her name is Hu Rong. She's 24 years old today and is about the same age as Professor Wang Xu. This child only knows how to deal with tombs all day long and still doesn't have a boyfriend.”
Seeing Professor Murong's gaze, Hu Rong could not help but frown slightly.
Hey, hey, this tone, this expression, wasn't it too obvious?
"Professor, please don't mess with the matchmaking, okay?”
Hu Rong, who was used to it, could not help but purse her lips helplessly when she heard this.
"Besides, Professor Wang Xu is young, promising, and handsome. How can he not have a girlfriend? Don't worry about it."
Hearing Hu Rong's casual answer, Murong Tianfeng could not help but look at Wang Xu and nod.
"Oh, oh, that's true. Professor Wang Xu is the youngest professor in Peking University. There must be quite a few people chasing after him, right?”
Murong Tianfeng chuckled.
Many people chased after him?
Hearing this sentence, Wang Xu could not help but count in his heart.
Yes, it did seem like a lot.
Putting aside the ones that were too long ago, there were some that he could still remember…
Ah Qing, the Yue woman whose swordsmanship was unrivaled in the world, Nie Yin 'er, who was good at assassination, Cai Wenji, the number one talented woman of the Three Kingdoms, and Little Zetian, who had two slugs on her face and was clamoring to marry her when she grew up…
As the names were about to come out, the beautiful figures of those women appeared in his mind.
Thinking of these names, Wang Xu's lips could not help but curl into a faint smile.
However, none of those peerless beauties who could make secular men fall in love with him could really walk to his side in the end.
Wang Xu either rejected him or distanced himself from him. His ruthlessness made too many women in the world feel dejected!
He could not help but sigh softly.
Since ancient times, the immortality that every emperor envied was not something to be happy about.
The so-called longevity was just a curse of loneliness…
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