Lao Wang continued to give Zhou Zhi a detailed introduction: "The location of the coffin bed where the musicians and dancers are carved is called the 'Humen'. There are ten people on the east and west sides and four on the south side, including two dancers and 22 people playing various musical instruments.

There are twenty kinds and twenty-three musical instruments. In addition to the flutes, shengs, Xiaos, zithers, and konghou that you know, there are also flutes, flutes, flutes, shells, clappers, drums, drums, zigu, and cymbals.

Fifteen kinds including blowing leaves.”

"Among all kinds of cultural relics of the same period in our country, the music and dance on this coffin bed has the grandest scene, the most complete variety of musical instruments, the most realistic carving method, and the most charming playing method."

"Now we have figured out the arrangement of these musical instruments, which belong to the Qiuci music system of the Western Regions. The stone carvings vividly reproduce the music and dance scenes of the court banquets in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, and then also clarify the number of participating dancers."

"Elbow, please try to deduce, who is the core of this band?"

"Here." Zhou Zhi took a flashlight and illuminated the two reliefs: "These two people holding the clapper are standing, leaning to one side, showing a dancing posture."

"They are both performers and dancers. Is it even possible that... this is the band conductor? The person who controls the rhythm and progress of the performance?"

"Eh? Is this the basis for your judgment?"

"No, because most of the leading actors in the band are string performing artists, regardless of whether they are Chinese or Western."

"Even in a piano, the sound is produced by the hammer striking the strings."

"But since Director Wang asked this, there may be a trap." Zhou Zhi smiled slyly: "The most important thing in the band than the string players is the conductor. Among the twenty-four people, the one who looks most like a conductor is

, these are the two people who make the final decision.”

"Ah, you..." Lao Wang couldn't help but laugh and cry: "You are too elf..."

"Am I right?" Zhou Zhi was also completely blind, and now he was inexplicably surprised.

"No...you are just guessing...it's not correct, it's just that there is such a statement and it's still being verified..."

"Hahaha..." Gu Youwen said with a smile: "At first I thought Davin was talking nonsense, but after careful inference, I found it to be logical and reasonable. So not only do you need to be flexible in science, but you also need to be flexible when studying liberal arts.

Liberal arts is definitely not about rote memorization."

"In short, this is a relatively complete image of the Tang Dynasty palace band that has been unearthed in our country." Gu Zhenduo nodded: "It is useful to understand the establishment of the palace band, the history of music, and the history of musical instruments in the Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties period.

Very good value!”

"That's not necessarily true!" Zhou Zhi objected at this time.

"Huh? Why?" Gu Zhenduo was stunned.

"Because there are too many exceptions in this tomb." Zhou Zhi said, "It shows that Wang Jian is simply a person who doesn't play by common sense."

"For example, this above-ground tomb is unlike any other emperor's tomb."

"For example, there is a piece of colorful painting remaining on the forehead of the coupon, which should be painted with red and green precious flowers, indicating that Wang Jian may advocate Buddhism; the style of the Xumizuo on the coffin bed seems to be proof."

"But in addition to these, there are also cloud patterns, animal patterns, dragon patterns, and phoenix patterns, including twelve warriors carrying coffins, many of which are Taoist images."

"And these coffin bearers facing the coffin bed, with three-dimensional round sculptures and half-length coffin bearers, are also unique among various burial styles."

"There are also these twenty-four musical instruments, which are carved together with the Taoist cloud beasts, dragons and phoenixes, the Buddhist Xumizuo, and the lotus. This is a mixture of religion and secularity. Overall, it can be expressed in four words -

-nondescript."

"I feel that although Wang Jian is not from Shu, he has perfectly inherited the style of Shu people. He likes novelty, but also likes to go eccentric, deviant, and different from the Central Plains. The so-called 'Bashu breeds weirdos', this is it."

"For example, what is that?" Zhou Zhi shined his flashlight on something beside the coffin bed, and it turned out to be a large vat.

"Well, that's an oil tank. When it was unearthed, there was a lamp in the tank. It was called the 'Eternal Light', also known as the 'Ten Thousand Years Lamp'."

"Isn't this right? As a rule, this jar should be placed at the feet of the tomb owner, that is, on the coffin bed, or at the south end of the dragon throne."

"How do you know?"

"I've watched the documentary about Dingling."

"do you have this?"

"There is a large vat with a blue and white dragon pattern, and there are traces of burning. It was said to be an oil cylinder for a permanent lamp."

"Yes, the location of this oil tank is indeed a special case." Lao Wang could only nod: "But the biggest special case is there."

Under the light of a flashlight, behind the stone bed, there is a seated figure.

The seated figure laughs like a real person, with a square face and wide forehead, thick eyebrows and deep eyes, an implicit and deep expression, wearing a furrow on his head and a long robe, with his hands in his sleeves, sitting upright.

The lines of the character are concise and smooth, natural and generous, and the sword skills are skillful. However, the only flaw is that this person lacks the domineering and heroic spirit of an emperor. He is actually a kind old man full of humaneness.

It's very life-like and realistic, without any artistic beautification or processing.

Zhou Zhi couldn't believe his eyes, but since such a statue appeared here and was located directly behind the coffin bed, it could only be the owner of the tomb - Wang Jian.

So this is a realistic statue of the emperor made exactly according to Wang Jian’s portrait during his lifetime!

This old man is too narcissistic!

"Director Wang, is this Wang Jian?"

"Yeah." Lao Wang said with a smile: "You are right. Many shapes of this tomb broke the tradition, and were not passed down later, becoming an 'isolated case'. For example, this seated statue of the emperor's true body was the only discovery.

"

Indeed, there are many portraits of emperors, which were enshrined in ancestral temples of all dynasties. In the Qing Dynasty, portraits of emperors, concubines, saints and famous ministers were also collected and kept in the Nanxun Hall.

But playing with realistic statues is really not a Chinese tradition, it is a Western thing!

So this is another isolated case!

"Sichuan is relatively independent from the outside world, so it is understandable that after a lot of culture has flowed in, it has developed characteristics that are different from the outside world." Gu Zhenduo finally made this evaluation.

Yes, Zhou Zhi was immediately happy. Where did Wang Jiancai go? There are Jinsha ruins and Sanxingdui in Sichuan. They have the shadow of the Central Plains civilization and have developed their own unique religion, culture, art and aesthetic system.

, that is truly exaggerated, weird and incredible!

It sounds like it took a long time, but in fact the actual tour time was not long. When he came out of the tomb and almost reached the light, Jiang Shuyi quietly let go of Zhou Zhi's hand.

"Shu Yi actually feels bored, right?" Zhou Zhi asked.

"Fortunately, it's quite interesting to hear what you said." Jiang Shuyi smiled and said: "But if you come to see it alone, it would be really boring and scary."
Chapter completed!