"It's not interesting," Feilong said to Direliba with a smile, "Is Direliba agreeing to me with a small request?"

After hearing this, Direliba was stunned: "What are the requirements?"

"Help me bleed!" Feilong's eyes were narrowed into a line.

Direliba was even more confused: "I...I don't know how to use daggers very much, isn't it good?"

"You are the most suitable. Come on, everyone is waiting for you to unravel the secret of the treasure map? Hurry!" Fei Long immediately urged Direliba.

Direliba had to reluctantly say the word "Oh", then picked up the meteorite dagger on Feilong's fat palm, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and slashed a "swoosh" on Feilong's left arm.

Blood immediately flowed down from Feilong's left arm. Dean Jin immediately squatted down with three pieces of wax paper and caught the red blood flowing down from Feilong's arm.

At this time, Di Reliba looked at the shocking wound on Feilong's left arm, bit his lip, and whispered to Feilong: "Thank you for your hard work, Feilong! You are indeed a real man..."

A sly smile appeared on Feilong's face immediately, and he suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, I'm dizzy," and then fell into Direliba's arms.

"Ah!" Direliba was startled by Feilong's sudden move and was about to push Feilong's bloated body with her hands, but after thinking for a while, she still pouted with her cherry mouth and held Feilong.

After all, no matter what, Fei Long made a great sacrifice, so he would have to take some trouble with him.

"I'm so dizzy, what should I do... I'm probably going to need artificial respiration!" Feilong continued to pretend to be dizzy and secretly made a victorious "V" gesture for Chen Tian.

This is simply pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Fat Dragon can come up with such a ghost idea!

Chen Tian couldn't help but look black: "This fat dragon is so cunning!"

Just as Direba was about to push away Feilong with disgust, Dean Jin suddenly shouted with great joy: "Look, there has been a change!"

Except for the fat dragon who was focused on the cold and charming Direliba, everyone's attention was attracted by Dean Jin's words.

I saw that the three wax papers held in Dean Jin's hand had already appeared very different from before!

At this time, the handsome officer Xiao Chen had already called three orderly soldiers, brought three glasses, and summoned another medical soldier to stop bleeding for Feilong.

Dean Jin nodded, and gently spread three pieces of wax paper dipped in blood on the glass with a very serious expression. Then he carefully spread the three pieces of wax paper flattened, and the content on the three pieces of wax paper immediately appeared under everyone's noses!

What content will appear on these three wax papers dipped in blood?

Dean Jin calmly ordered the orderly soldiers to bring these three wax papers dipped in blood to the large round table in the conference room. Under the light, the three wax papers dipped in blood were fully visible.

I saw a textual pattern on one of the wax papers, with a strong and powerful brushwork, which is absolutely extraordinary; the other one had a spider web-like figure on the wax paper, which looked very complicated and strange; the last wax paper was painted with a portrait, Chen Tian looked carefully and found that it was the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva in the "Nine-Stock Building" that was opened by the "Sacred Hand God Ni" Bai Cai and the "Explosive Arhat" Zhui Feng!

Everyone was deeply attracted by the three blood-stained patterns, and the scene became silent, so quiet that almost everyone's breathing could be heard.

After a long time, the veteran General Zhao Guoqin took the lead in breaking the deadlock at the scene: "Lao Jin, I still feel a little confused when I see it. Can you explain the meaning of these three blood pictures to everyone?"

At this time, Direliba said coldly to Fat Long who was snuggling on her shoulder with a gloomy face: "It's almost done, right?"

Feilong then raised his head angrily and sighed reluctantly: "Uh, I feel much better immediately, neither dizzy nor weak, the beauty's arms are indeed the best elixir!"

Direliba snorted lightly, but was soon attracted by the contents of these three pieces of wax paper dipped in blood.

After all, Direliba is Dean Jin's most proud disciple, Miao Zhenggenhong's archaeological subject student, and has an obsession with cultural heritage, especially Dunhuang cultural relics.

Dean Jin nodded, Adam's apple moved and spoke to everyone: "I just saw these three blood pictures, and I was extremely excited and shocked like everyone else. Now, I will tell you about my own opinions! First, this first painting is not a calligraphy work, nor a family letter, but an imperial edict that is like a fake."

"Imperial Order!" Everyone was shocked when they heard this!

The imperial edict is the emperor's will. It is preserved in this state. Do you think it is shocked or surprised?

"Yes, this is the imperial edict!" Dean Jin said word by word, with a very serious expression, as if he was meticulous to teach a group of graduate students under his command.

Zhao Guoqin narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while, and asked in confusion: "Lao Jin, what kind of dynasty is this? Why does it look a little strange?"

President Jin replied: "General Zhao, this is the imperial edict of the Wuzhou Dynasty."

"Five...Five Prefectures Dynasty? What the hell is the Five Prefectures Dynasty!" Ning Xiaoxiao and Song Qianyue couldn't help but stare at a wide range of their almond eyes and asked.

Fei Long immediately smiled and said, "You two sisters-in-law don't know this, right? Isn't my Zhou Dynasty the dynasty established by King Wen of Zhou defeating the tyrant king Zhou! You don't know that it's your fault. I must have watched the popular "The Investiture of the Gods". Fan Bingbing, who plays Daji, is my goddess..."

Feilong was still bragging, and at this time Direliba couldn't help but refute: "It's simply nonsense! Do you know, you are talking about the Zhou Dynasty, and it's different from the Wu Zhou Dynasty, okay?"

Feilong opened his mouth wide and asked with confusion: "Direlba, what are you talking about? The Zhou Dynasty is different from the Wuzhou Dynasty?"

Direliba began to literate for a small historical blind with disdain: "In 690 AD, the powerful empress Wu Zetian proclaimed herself the Emperor of Wuzhou, changed the country's name to 'Zhou', established the capital of Luoyang, and named it the 'Shendu'. It was called 'Wuzhou' or 'Southern Zhou' in history, and abdicated in 7o5 AD, for a total of 15 years."

Feilong argued with dissatisfaction: "I think this is strange! Elementary school textbooks teach us the "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties". Why aren't it called "Tang, Wu, Zhou, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties"? I was not born at that time, so don't scare me!"

Direliba immediately retorted: "The reason for the establishment of Wu Zhou was neither a peasant uprising nor an alien invasion! Wu Zhou disappeared on the historical stage, not a powerful political power overthrow it, nor a peasant uprising caused by Wu Zhou's own poor rule and corruption. At most, it was a coup or abdication, so it had historical continuity and could be regarded as part of the Tang Dynasty."

"Oh, that's how it is?" Fei Long said in surprise.

Direliba added: "There is another reason. Wu Zetian is a woman. In Chinese feudal history, he was the leader of the male ancestral family. Therefore, whether writing history or other things, he avoids talking about Wu Zetian's Zhou Dynasty. Therefore, although this dynasty once existed, it gradually faded out of history and was not recorded or recognized by official history, so it is normal for you not to know."

Feilong immediately shouted angrily: "Didn't Mao Weiren say, 'Women can hold half of the sky'! I insist on equality between men and women, and women are preferred! Wu Zetian is also a great man, so I think the Wu Zhou Dynasty must also be included in the history of the dynasty!"

Hearing Fei Long's indignant words, Zhao Guoqin couldn't help but laugh dryly and said to Dean Jin: "Writing games have always been one of the preferences of emperors of all dynasties. Changing them to Zhou also means changing dynasties, but not many people know about the Wu Zhou Dynasty. It is rare to talk about imperial edicts. Lao Jin, why don't you explain the above words to everyone?"

President Jin nodded, straightened the golden silk glasses on his nose and said, "The general idea above is that Emperor Wu Zetian ordered the heavenly gift, and was the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva. He specially ordered craftsmen to use Wu Zetian as a model to create statues in Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang to pray for Wu Zetian and maintain the Wu Zhoutian forever."

"Ah," Chen Tian said strangely at this time, "Is this statue the original deity Wu Zetian?"

President Jin affirmed Chen Tian's judgment: "The text records that the construction of this statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva was during the Tang Dynasty, so the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva is very rich and round, with a typical Tang Dynasty style, and has an obvious historical background at that time. It is said that Wu Zetian was in power at that time, and in order to consolidate his throne, he promoted himself to the people as the incarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva. Therefore, this statue seems to have many female characteristics now, and now this imperial edict verifies this folk saying."

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoxiao and Song Qianyue couldn't help but sigh in unison: "What a domineering Wu Zetian, she not only became an emperor, but also a Bodhisattva!"

Seeing the envious expressions of the two little fans, Ning Xiaoxiao and Song Qianyue, Direliba smiled and said, "The Bodhisattva is a noble god, how can you do it if you want? Wu Zetian's move is just a wishful thinking, but thanks to her idea, there is such a statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva..."

Speaking of this, Direliba's eyes became dim again: "It's a pity that the head of the Maitreya Bodhisattva statue in the 'Nine-Stock Building' has been chiseled open by the 'Sacred Hand God Ni's' Bai Cai and the 'Blasting Arhat', and became a broken statue..."

When Fei Long saw Direliba's sad expression, he immediately felt very distressed. He immediately patted his chest and comforted him: "Dirliba, don't be sad! I will ask a truck to pull a truck to Mogao Grottoes tomorrow, and hire a few craftsmen and painters to repair them at a high price, so as to ensure that my wonderful hands will be restored!"

Direliba smiled bitterly and said sadly: "Even if you can restore your original state, you will only be like a person but not like a person. There are no more devout craftsmen in the Tang Dynasty. You can restore your original objects from the Tang Dynasty..."
Chapter completed!