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Chapter 127.2 All About Xia-Zhou Dynasty (2)
Curator Xia nodded and decided not to stay here any longer. He was ready to go outside.
At that moment, the flashlight in his hand suddenly flashed a few times. The light turned on and off for a while before it went out completely. It couldn’t be turned on again.
It was not their illusion this time. Curator Xia and the security guards all picked up their pace and left the East Palace. The rumors that the museum of Xia Zhou Palace was haunted by ghosts recently were all confirmed.
When Curator Xia closed the door, several shadows floated out, including the minister who had knelt down to Ye Sui.
“Will they be scared by this?” A ghost holding a guqin looked worriedly in the direction of President Xia.
(T/N: Guqin is a seven-stringed instrument in some ways similar to that of a zither.)
The minister ghost touched his beard and said, “We can only scare them. Only if this method works and we meet the person we are waiting for.”
Rumors of the haunting of the Xia Zhou Palace spread among the staff like wildfire.
Curator Xia had been struggling because of this for several days. He couldn’t understand why after it had been restored to normal, it suddenly became like this.
Xia Zhou Palace Museum, 8 p.m.
Curator Xia made another round of inspection. As usual, there was a slight noise in the corner of the palace.
It was not the wind and not a mistake either. It was a real sound of movement.
Curator Xia had been in the management of the museum for so many years. He occasionally encountered such a strange phenomenon, but it would soon disappear.
It seemed that it was just the residual resentment and regret of the ancients who left after a walk here. So he learned to live in peace with these events.
When Curator Xia returned to the office, the phone on the desk started ringing. The noise was especially jarring to the ears in the quiet night.
Curator Xia immediately answered the phone, “Hello, this is the Xia Zhou Palace Museum.”
Director Sun’s voice came from the other end of the line, “President Xia, I want to discuss the shooting of the show with you. I wonder if you can think about it again.”
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Director Sun was very interested in Xia Zhou palace. He and President Xia had the same idea of wanting to let more people know about the dynasty.
Director Sun felt it was a pity that the variety show was shot only once, so he called President Xia many times to get his approval.
Curator Xia just wanted to refuse, but an idea suddenly flashed into his mind. He answered unexpectedly, “Then, you can shoot again, but this is the last time.”
Director Sun was startled, then overjoyed. He thanked him and hung up the phone.
Later, Curator Xia found something even more strange. Since the phone call of Director Sun and his approval of the shooting request, all the supernatural phenomena disappeared overnight.
No matter how late it was, there was no strange noise anymore when passing outside the palace.
After Ye Sui returned home, the exhibition and the sword still hovered in her mind. She had been pondering about a question.
Why did the sword not decay after hundreds of years?
Ye Sui remembered it very clearly. Next to that sword was written the origin of the sword and the year it was unearthed.
The sword was a burial object of a general surnamed Gu.
Twenty years ago, some peasants discovered a cave and some scattered cultural relics, which should have been the work of tomb robbers. After they reported it to the government, the state found the tomb of a general of the Xia Zhou dynasty.
General Gu had made outstanding achievements in war, but there were only a few records in history.
Since she was free anyway, she took the chance to sit down and investigate.
She searched on the Internet and found out that after the sword was unearthed, many scientists had conducted research over the years because of its undecaying characteristic.
However, the sword was neither made of an unknown metal nor was it placed in a special environment. It was in an ordinary tomb.
The general sword remained as it was for a hundred years. It was still an unsolved mystery. Since no one found out the truth and it had not been explained in the official history, what about the unofficial history?
Ye Sui found a piece of information, which was also the only trace left by the sword in unofficial history.
The time period of this sword was just after the birth of the crown prince, who had died young. The record was very brief and not detailed. This was originally the prince’s sword. The general had served the prince and saved him with his life. Hence, the prince gave him the sword as a reward.
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General sword, hence the name.
It had been mentioned in the notes of later generations that some people had seen the soul of the general. The sword might have survived for a hundred years because of the general’s soul. Later, it was written that the rumor was not credible.
Ye Sui felt more flustered as she saw it. Only she knew that it was not a rumor. The general’s soul was still around the sword, but he was reluctant to leave. What was he waiting for?
Ye Sui wanted to go to the exhibition again to take a look at the general sword. She would ask General Gu if he had a wish that hadn’t been fulfilled and why he still stayed in the human world.
At that time, a piece of news popped up on the Internet, reminding Ye Sui of one thing. The exhibition of cultural relics of the Xia Zhou dynasty had ended today, and there would be no exhibition for the time being.
The general sword and other cultural relics were taken away together.
The clue was broken again.
It was unknown if it was because of too much thinking earlier, but Ye Sui dreamed again that night.
In her dream, she came to the front hall of the old East Palace in the Xia Zhou palace from the perspective of a bystander. It was spring, the window of the East Palace was half-open, and the sun was shining inside.
Although there was a layer of sunlight in the hall, it was cold, as if the light had become dim because of the heavy atmosphere.
The prince was dressed in a royal suite, his back facing Ye Sui. He did not speak, nor could she see his facial features clearly. She could only feel the majestic aura around him, but strangely, she did not have a trace of fear.
General Gu’s expression was solemn. “Crown Prince.”
Ye Sui was stunned. General Gu could speak? Then the scar she saw on his neck in the museum, was it because he later injured his vocal cords?
“The war on the front line is critical. Your Highness will be in danger all the way.” General Gu’s deep voice fell, as if he had made an oath that could not be violated, “I will protect Your Highness with my life.”
The sword hanging around General Gu’s waist was the same as the general sword Ye Sui saw in the museum.
It was extremely sharp and could cut iron like mud.
Just like his loyalty, with the determination that could leap over time and years.
The sky was bright and misty. The air was filled with the cold feeling peculiar to the morning and irritated the nose. Ye Sui suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
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She felt cold all over her body. All the things in her dream seemed to affect her.
Why was she afraid? Was the war, in General Gu’s words, the one recorded in history that killed the crown prince and destroyed the old East Palace by fire?
Someone on her side got up, and then Chen Shu’s voice rang out, “What’s the matter?”
Chen Shu lowered his voice, and his gentle tone pulled her back to reality. Ye Sui realized that the decoration in front of her was of their new home.
Ye Sui woke up again after a dream. The difference from the last time was that now, Chen Shu was by her side.
She slowed down and told Chen Shu the whole thing. “Chen Shu, I had a dream again.”
Chen Shu was keenly aware that Ye Sui had used the word “again.” He still remembered Ye Sui’s mood was not right a few days ago.
Later, because the media exposed their affairs, the matter was pushed back in their minds. Ye Sui didn’t say anything, and Chen Shu didn’t ask either.
Why did Ye Sui wake up from her dreams repeatedly?
Chen Shu: “Did something happen?”
Ye Sui sighed. “Chen Shu, I have something to tell you.”
“A few days ago, you came to the museum to pick me up.” Ye Sui said, “I was watching an exhibition of Xia Zhou Dynasty cultural relics.
“I’ve seen Xia Zhou dynasty’s things several times now, and I feel familiar every time. So during this whole time, I have been thinking about the connection.”
Ye Sui put the information she had found before in front of Chen Shu.
From the life story of the crown prince in the old East Palace, to the fire that burned everything, to the immortal general sword.
Looking at it, Chen Shu suddenly frowned. Ye Sui felt strange. “What’s the matter?”
Chen Shu: “Do you know, our antique vase is also from the Xia Zhou Dynasty.”
Ye Sui’s dream was only the tip of the iceberg. Although it touched the truth, it was like seeing flowers in the fog. Nothing could be seen clearly.
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They knew that if they wanted to solve this mystery, they must go to the Xia Zhou Palace Museum again.
She must find the minister, or General Gu, to know the truth.
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Chapter 127.2 All About Xia-Zhou Dynasty (2)
Curator Xia nodded and decided not to stay here any longer. He was ready to go outside.
At that moment, the flashlight in his hand suddenly flashed a few times. The light turned on and off for a while before it went out completely. It couldn’t be turned on again.
It was not their illusion this time. Curator Xia and the security guards all picked up their pace and left the East Palace. The rumors that the museum of Xia Zhou Palace was haunted by ghosts recently were all confirmed.
When Curator Xia closed the door, several shadows floated out, including the minister who had knelt down to Ye Sui.
“Will they be scared by this?” A ghost holding a guqin looked worriedly in the direction of President Xia.
(T/N: Guqin is a seven-stringed instrument in some ways similar to that of a zither.)
The minister ghost touched his beard and said, “We can only scare them. Only if this method works and we meet the person we are waiting for.”
Rumors of the haunting of the Xia Zhou Palace spread among the staff like wildfire.
Curator Xia had been struggling because of this for several days. He couldn’t understand why after it had been restored to normal, it suddenly became like this.
Xia Zhou Palace Museum, 8 p.m.
Curator Xia made another round of inspection. As usual, there was a slight noise in the corner of the palace.
It was not the wind and not a mistake either. It was a real sound of movement.
Curator Xia had been in the management of the museum for so many years. He occasionally encountered such a strange phenomenon, but it would soon disappear.
It seemed that it was just the residual resentment and regret of the ancients who left after a walk here. So he learned to live in peace with these events.
When Curator Xia returned to the office, the phone on the desk started ringing. The noise was especially jarring to the ears in the quiet night.
Curator Xia immediately answered the phone, “Hello, this is the Xia Zhou Palace Museum.”
Director Sun’s voice came from the other end of the line, “President Xia, I want to discuss the shooting of the show with you. I wonder if you can think about it again.”
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Director Sun was very interested in Xia Zhou palace. He and President Xia had the same idea of wanting to let more people know about the dynasty.
Director Sun felt it was a pity that the variety show was shot only once, so he called President Xia many times to get his approval.
Curator Xia just wanted to refuse, but an idea suddenly flashed into his mind. He answered unexpectedly, “Then, you can shoot again, but this is the last time.”
Director Sun was startled, then overjoyed. He thanked him and hung up the phone.
Later, Curator Xia found something even more strange. Since the phone call of Director Sun and his approval of the shooting request, all the supernatural phenomena disappeared overnight.
No matter how late it was, there was no strange noise anymore when passing outside the palace.
After Ye Sui returned home, the exhibition and the sword still hovered in her mind. She had been pondering about a question.
Why did the sword not decay after hundreds of years?
Ye Sui remembered it very clearly. Next to that sword was written the origin of the sword and the year it was unearthed.
The sword was a burial object of a general surnamed Gu.
Twenty years ago, some peasants discovered a cave and some scattered cultural relics, which should have been the work of tomb robbers. After they reported it to the government, the state found the tomb of a general of the Xia Zhou dynasty.
General Gu had made outstanding achievements in war, but there were only a few records in history.
Since she was free anyway, she took the chance to sit down and investigate.
She searched on the Internet and found out that after the sword was unearthed, many scientists had conducted research over the years because of its undecaying characteristic.
However, the sword was neither made of an unknown metal nor was it placed in a special environment. It was in an ordinary tomb.
The general sword remained as it was for a hundred years. It was still an unsolved mystery. Since no one found out the truth and it had not been explained in the official history, what about the unofficial history?
Ye Sui found a piece of information, which was also the only trace left by the sword in unofficial history.
The time period of this sword was just after the birth of the crown prince, who had died young. The record was very brief and not detailed. This was originally the prince’s sword. The general had served the prince and saved him with his life. Hence, the prince gave him the sword as a reward.
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General sword, hence the name.
It had been mentioned in the notes of later generations that some people had seen the soul of the general. The sword might have survived for a hundred years because of the general’s soul. Later, it was written that the rumor was not credible.
Ye Sui felt more flustered as she saw it. Only she knew that it was not a rumor. The general’s soul was still around the sword, but he was reluctant to leave. What was he waiting for?
Ye Sui wanted to go to the exhibition again to take a look at the general sword. She would ask General Gu if he had a wish that hadn’t been fulfilled and why he still stayed in the human world.
At that time, a piece of news popped up on the Internet, reminding Ye Sui of one thing. The exhibition of cultural relics of the Xia Zhou dynasty had ended today, and there would be no exhibition for the time being.
The general sword and other cultural relics were taken away together.
The clue was broken again.
It was unknown if it was because of too much thinking earlier, but Ye Sui dreamed again that night.
In her dream, she came to the front hall of the old East Palace in the Xia Zhou palace from the perspective of a bystander. It was spring, the window of the East Palace was half-open, and the sun was shining inside.
Although there was a layer of sunlight in the hall, it was cold, as if the light had become dim because of the heavy atmosphere.
The prince was dressed in a royal suite, his back facing Ye Sui. He did not speak, nor could she see his facial features clearly. She could only feel the majestic aura around him, but strangely, she did not have a trace of fear.
General Gu’s expression was solemn. “Crown Prince.”
Ye Sui was stunned. General Gu could speak? Then the scar she saw on his neck in the museum, was it because he later injured his vocal cords?
“The war on the front line is critical. Your Highness will be in danger all the way.” General Gu’s deep voice fell, as if he had made an oath that could not be violated, “I will protect Your Highness with my life.”
The sword hanging around General Gu’s waist was the same as the general sword Ye Sui saw in the museum.
It was extremely sharp and could cut iron like mud.
Just like his loyalty, with the determination that could leap over time and years.
The sky was bright and misty. The air was filled with the cold feeling peculiar to the morning and irritated the nose. Ye Sui suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
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She felt cold all over her body. All the things in her dream seemed to affect her.
Why was she afraid? Was the war, in General Gu’s words, the one recorded in history that killed the crown prince and destroyed the old East Palace by fire?
Someone on her side got up, and then Chen Shu’s voice rang out, “What’s the matter?”
Chen Shu lowered his voice, and his gentle tone pulled her back to reality. Ye Sui realized that the decoration in front of her was of their new home.
Ye Sui woke up again after a dream. The difference from the last time was that now, Chen Shu was by her side.
She slowed down and told Chen Shu the whole thing. “Chen Shu, I had a dream again.”
Chen Shu was keenly aware that Ye Sui had used the word “again.” He still remembered Ye Sui’s mood was not right a few days ago.
Later, because the media exposed their affairs, the matter was pushed back in their minds. Ye Sui didn’t say anything, and Chen Shu didn’t ask either.
Why did Ye Sui wake up from her dreams repeatedly?
Chen Shu: “Did something happen?”
Ye Sui sighed. “Chen Shu, I have something to tell you.”
“A few days ago, you came to the museum to pick me up.” Ye Sui said, “I was watching an exhibition of Xia Zhou Dynasty cultural relics.
“I’ve seen Xia Zhou dynasty’s things several times now, and I feel familiar every time. So during this whole time, I have been thinking about the connection.”
Ye Sui put the information she had found before in front of Chen Shu.
From the life story of the crown prince in the old East Palace, to the fire that burned everything, to the immortal general sword.
Looking at it, Chen Shu suddenly frowned. Ye Sui felt strange. “What’s the matter?”
Chen Shu: “Do you know, our antique vase is also from the Xia Zhou Dynasty.”
Ye Sui’s dream was only the tip of the iceberg. Although it touched the truth, it was like seeing flowers in the fog. Nothing could be seen clearly.
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They knew that if they wanted to solve this mystery, they must go to the Xia Zhou Palace Museum again.
She must find the minister, or General Gu, to know the truth.
Chapter 127.2 All About Xia-Zhou Dynasty 2Curator Xia nodded and decided not to stay here any longer. He was ready to go outside.At that moment, the flashlight in his hand suddenly flashed a few times. The light turned on and off for a while before it went out completely. It couldn't be turned on again.It was not their illusion this time. Curator Xia and the security guards all picked up their pace and left the East Palace. The rumors that the museum of Xia Zhou Palace was haunted by ghosts recently were all confirmed.When Curator Xia closed the door, several shadows floated out, including the minister who had knelt down to Ye Sui.Will they be scared by this? A ghost holding a guqin looked worriedly in the direction of President Xia.T/N: Guqin is a seven-stringed instrument in some ways similar to that of a zither.The minister ghost touched his beard and said, We can only scare them. Only if this method works and we meet the person we are waiting for.Rumors of the haunting of the Xia Zhou Palace spread among the staff like wildfire.Curator Xia had been struggling because of this for several days. He couldn't understand why after it had been restored to normal, it suddenly became like this.Xia Zhou Palace Museum, 8 p.m.Curator Xia made another round of inspection. As usual, there was a slight noise in the corner of the palace.It was not the wind and not a mistake either. It was a real sound of movement.Curator Xia had been in the management of the museum for so many years. He occasionally encountered such a strange phenomenon, but it would soon disappear.It seemed that it was just the residual resentment and regret of the ancients who left after a walk here. So he learned to live in peace with these events.When Curator Xia returned to the office, the phone on the desk started ringing. The noise was especially jarring to the ears in the quiet night.Curator Xia immediately answered the phone, Hello, this is the Xia Zhou Palace Museum.Director Sun's voice came from the other end of the line, President Xia, I want to discuss the shooting of the show with you. I wonder if you can think about it again.New novel_chapters are published here: wuxiaworld.siteDirector Sun was very interested in Xia Zhou palace. He and President Xia had the same idea of wanting to let more people know about the dynasty.Director Sun felt it was a pity that the variety show was shot only once, so he called President Xia many times to get his approval.Curator Xia just wanted to refuse, but an idea suddenly flashed into his mind. He answered unexpectedly, Then, you can shoot again, but this is the last time.Director Sun was startled, then overjoyed. He thanked him and hung up the phone.Later, Curator Xia found something even more strange. Since the phone call of Director Sun and his approval of the shooting request, all the supernatural phenomena disappeared overnight.No matter how late it was, there was no strange noise anymore when passing outside the palace.After Ye Sui returned home, the exhibition and the sword still hovered in her mind. She had been pondering about a question.Why did the sword not decay after hundreds of years?Ye Sui remembered it very clearly. Next to that sword was written the origin of the sword and the year it was unearthed.The sword was a burial object of a general surnamed Gu.Twenty years ago, some peasants discovered a cave and some scattered cultural relics, which should have been the work of tomb robbers. After they reported it to the government, the state found the tomb of a general of the Xia Zhou dynasty.General Gu had made outstanding achievements in war, but there were only a few records in history.Since she was free anyway, she took the chance to sit down and investigate.She searched on the Internet and found out that after the sword was unearthed, many scientists had conducted research over the years because of its undecaying characteristic.However, the sword was neither made of an unknown metal nor was it placed in a special environment. It was in an ordinary tomb.The general sword remained as it was for a hundred years. It was still an unsolved mystery. Since no one found out the truth and it had not been explained in the official history, what about the unofficial history?Ye Sui found a piece of information, which was also the only trace left by the sword in unofficial history.The time period of this sword was just after the birth of the crown prince, who had died young. The record was very brief and not detailed. This was originally the prince's sword. The general had served the prince and saved him with his life. Hence, the prince gave him the sword as a reward.Follow current_novel on wuxiaworld.siteGeneral sword, hence the name.It had been mentioned in the notes of later generations that some people had seen the soul of the general. The sword might have survived for a hundred years because of the general's soul. Later, it was written that the rumor was not credible.Ye Sui felt more flustered as she saw it. Only she knew that it was not a rumor. The general's soul was still around the sword, but he was reluctant to leave. What was he waiting for?Ye Sui wanted to go to the exhibition again to take a look at the general sword. She would ask General Gu if he had a wish that hadn't been fulfilled and why he still stayed in the human world.At that time, a piece of news popped up on the Internet, reminding Ye Sui of one thing. The exhibition of cultural relics of the Xia Zhou dynasty had ended today, and there would be no exhibition for the time being.The general sword and other cultural relics were taken away together.The clue was broken again.It was unknown if it was because of too much thinking earlier, but Ye Sui dreamed again that night.In her dream, she came to the front hall of the old East Palace in the Xia Zhou palace from the perspective of a bystander. It was spring, the window of the East Palace was half-open, and the sun was shining inside.Although there was a layer of sunlight in the hall, it was cold, as if the light had become dim because of the heavy atmosphere.The prince was dressed in a royal suite, his back facing Ye Sui. He did not speak, nor could she see his facial features clearly. She could only feel the majestic aura around him, but strangely, she did not have a trace of fear.General Gu's expression was solemn. Crown Prince.Ye Sui was stunned. General Gu could speak? Then the scar she saw on his neck in the museum, was it because he later injured his vocal cords?The war on the front line is critical. Your Highness will be in danger all the way. General Gu's deep voice fell, as if he had made an oath that could not be violated, I will protect Your Highness with my life.The sword hanging around General Gu's waist was the same as the general sword Ye Sui saw in the museum.It was extremely sharp and could cut iron like mud.Just like his loyalty, with the determination that could leap over time and years.The sky was bright and misty. The air was filled with the cold feeling peculiar to the morning and irritated the nose. Ye Sui suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.The most up-to-date novels are published_here wuxiaworld.siteShe felt cold all over her body. All the things in her dream seemed to affect her.Why was she afraid? Was the war, in General Gu's words, the one recorded in history that killed the crown prince and destroyed the old East Palace by fire?Someone on her side got up, and then Chen Shu's voice rang out, What's the matter?Chen Shu lowered his voice, and his gentle tone pulled her back to reality. Ye Sui realized that the decoration in front of her was of their new home.Ye Sui woke up again after a dream. The difference from the last time was that now, Chen Shu was by her side.She slowed down and told Chen Shu the whole thing. Chen Shu, I had a dream again.Chen Shu was keenly aware that Ye Sui had used the word again. He still remembered Ye Sui's mood was not right a few days ago.Later, because the media exposed their affairs, the matter was pushed back in their minds. Ye Sui didn't say anything, and Chen Shu didn't ask either.Why did Ye Sui wake up from her dreams repeatedly?Chen Shu: Did something happen?Ye Sui sighed. Chen Shu, I have something to tell you.A few days ago, you came to the museum to pick me up. Ye Sui said, I was watching an exhibition of Xia Zhou Dynasty cultural relics.I've seen Xia Zhou dynasty's things several times now, and I feel familiar every time. So during this whole time, I have been thinking about the connection.Ye Sui put the information she had found before in front of Chen Shu.From the life story of the crown prince in the old East Palace, to the fire that burned everything, to the immortal general sword.Looking at it, Chen Shu suddenly frowned. Ye Sui felt strange. What's the matter?Chen Shu: Do you know, our antique vase is also from the Xia Zhou Dynasty.Ye Sui's dream was only the tip of the iceberg. Although it touched the truth, it was like seeing flowers in the fog. Nothing could be seen clearly.Visit wuxiaworld.site for a better_reading experienceThey knew that if they wanted to solve this mystery, they must go to the Xia Zhou Palace Museum again.She must find the minister, or General Gu, to know the truth.
