I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Chapter 409: Treasure Hunt in the Sand Sea

After Chen Jia and Chen Jue successfully built a farmhouse in Kongque River and Ruoshui, they became more and more enthusiastic about exploring the mysterious land of the Western Regions. They heard that there was a mysterious Dragon City in the desert, which was said to be inextricably linked to the Dragon City in "If only the Flying General of Dragon City was there", so they decided to set foot on this sea of ​​sand to find out.

Stepping into the desert, the scorching sun baked the earth, and the golden sand waves rose and fell in the wind, like a golden ocean. Chen Jia and Chen Jue rode camels and, under the guidance of the guide, moved forward with difficulty towards the direction of Longcheng.

Chen Jia looked at the endless desert, feeling excited and nervous. She tightened her cloak and said to Chen Jue, "My husband, this desert is so vast. I really don't know what the Dragon City is like. If the flying general is still here, the Dragon City must have extraordinary historical significance. I wonder what we will find when we go there this time."

Chen Jue looked at Chen Jia, his eyes full of encouragement and determination to accompany her, and said, "My lady, there must be something unique about Dragon City, which is why it has been passed down through the ages in poetry. If we go there this time, we may be able to uncover its mysterious veil. Perhaps we can get a glimpse of the life and wisdom of the ancients. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Chen Jia frowned slightly and said, "Sir, this desert environment is so harsh. It must have been very difficult for people to live and fight here. It's hard to imagine how they managed to hold on."

Chen Jue thought for a moment and said, "My lady, perhaps it is precisely because of this harsh environment that they have forged their tenacious spirit. Just like the poplar trees in the desert, they still stand firm despite the wind and sand."

After several days of trekking, they finally saw Dragon City in the distance. It was a peculiar landform, with many mounds of various shapes, some like castles, some like pavilions. In the afterglow of the setting sun, it looked like a golden dream city.

Chen Jia couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sir, look, is this Dragon City? It's like a dream. No wonder the ancients used this as the background and left such heroic poems. This scene before our eyes seems to make people feel the heroism of the war."

Chen Jue nodded and said with emotion: "Madam, the Dragon City of 'If only the Flying General was here' is indeed true. With such a spectacular scene, the Flying General must have been more ambitious when he fought here. Madam, what do you think the Flying General would think when he stood on the Dragon City and looked down at this land?"

Chen Jia's eyes revealed a trace of thought, and he said, "Sir, I think he must have the ambition to defend his country. He looks at this land and thinks about how to repel foreign enemies and protect the peace of the people."

The two walked into Longcheng and shuttled between the earthen mounds, as if they had traveled back to an ancient battlefield. Chen Jia gently stroked the texture of the earthen mounds and said, "My husband, every inch of land here seems to tell a story of the past, which is really touching. These earthen mounds may have witnessed countless life and death separations, and also witnessed the bravery and fearlessness of the soldiers."

Chen Jue nodded gently and said, "My lady is right. These seemingly ordinary mounds actually carry a heavy history. Perhaps there are more unknown secrets hidden in them."

At this time, Chen Jue found some old papers in a depression in a mound. He picked them up carefully and took a closer look, and found that they were some calligraphy relics.

"Madam, come and see! These seem to be calligraphy from the previous dynasty." Chen Jue greeted Chen Jia excitedly.

Chen Jia hurried over and saw that all the calligraphy was in official script. Although the handwriting was a little blurred due to the erosion of time, one could still see that the strokes were strong and powerful, and there was a sense of ancient charm between the strokes.

Chen Jia gently stroked the paper and said, "Sir, these official scripts are so well written. Every stroke shows the calligraphy skills of the previous dynasty. I just don't know why these letters were left in this Dragon City. Could it be that the soldiers at that time used calligraphy to express their homesickness in their spare time?"

Chen Jue thought for a moment and said, "My lady, this Dragon City was once an important military fortress. Perhaps these calligraphy works were written by the soldiers stationed here at that time, or perhaps they were left by the literati who passed by here. It is rare that they can be preserved in this desert until now. It is also possible that they were accidentally lost here during the war or migration."

Chen Jia nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, sir. These calligraphy works are not only treasures of art, but also witnesses of history. We must study them carefully. Perhaps we can understand the cultural atmosphere and people's spiritual world at that time from these calligraphy works."

The two continued to explore in Longcheng and found some scattered calligraphy relics. They carefully collected these letters and prepared to take them back for careful study.

Chen Jia looked at the calligraphy in his hand with eyes full of cherishment, and said: "Sir, it would be great if these calligraphy works could be made public so that more people can appreciate the beauty of the official script of the previous dynasty. It would also allow future generations to appreciate the cultural charm of that era."

Chen Jue smiled and said, "My lady, you are right. However, these calligraphy works are very old and need to be properly protected and restored. When we return, we will find professional craftsmen and scholars to study together how to better display their charm. We will ensure that their original value is not destroyed during the display process."

On the way back, Chen Jia and Chen Jue had an in-depth discussion on these calligraphy letters.

Chen Jia said, "Sir, look at these official scripts. The strokes are neat and the structure is rigorous. They have the simplicity and grandeur of Han official scripts, and seem to be integrated with the bold style of the Western Regions. This unique style must carry a special historical background."

Chen Jue nodded in agreement and said, "My lady, you are very observant. This may be because this place is at the intersection of the Central Plains and the Western Regions, and the cultures have blended with each other, which has formed this unique calligraphy style. It can be seen that cultural exchanges were very frequent at that time."

Chen Jia added: "While we are studying these calligraphy works, can we use this opportunity to hold a calligraphy exhibition to let more people understand the history and culture of the Western Regions, as well as the spread and integration of Central Plains culture here? Let more people feel the unique charm of this land."

Chen Jue's eyes lit up, and he said, "My lady, this is a very good idea. We can invite famous calligraphers and scholars from all over the world to discuss the artistic value and historical significance of these calligraphy works. This will not only allow more people to appreciate these precious relics, but also promote cultural exchange and inheritance. Maybe it will also arouse more people's interest in the study of Western Region culture."

After returning to the Central Plains, Chen Jia and Chen Jue immediately began to prepare for the calligraphy exhibition. They found professional cultural relic restoration craftsmen and carefully repaired the damaged calligraphy manuscripts. At the same time, they invited many well-known people and scholars in the calligraphy world to jointly study the historical background and artistic characteristics of these calligraphy works.

During the restoration process, an old craftsman looked at the calligraphy and exclaimed: "Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen, these calligraphy relics are really rare treasures. Judging from the brushwork and paper material, they are indeed from the previous dynasty, and the person who wrote them must be a great calligrapher. Such exquisite skills are really admirable."

Chen Jia said gratefully: "Master, thank you very much. You must restore them to their original appearance as much as possible. Let these precious cultural heritages shine again."

The old craftsman nodded and said, "Madam, rest assured, I will do my best. This is a respect for history and it is also my responsibility."

After months of hard work, the calligraphy relics were finally restored. Chen Jia and Chen Jue carefully arranged the exhibition venue and displayed these calligraphy works one by one.

On the day of the exhibition, calligraphy enthusiasts and scholars from all over the country came to admire the works of calligraphy. They stood in front of these calligraphy works and were filled with admiration.

A famous calligrapher said: "These official script works integrate the cultural characteristics of the Central Plains and the Western Regions, and provide us with precious physical materials for studying the history of calligraphy and cultural exchange. Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen, this will be a great contribution to future generations! It allows us to have a more intuitive understanding of the exchange of ancient cultures."

Chen Jia and Chen Jue looked at the lively exhibition scene, their hearts filled with joy.

Chen Jia said to Chen Jue, "My husband, seeing that everyone is so interested in these calligraphy works, our efforts have not been in vain. This gives our exploration a more profound meaning."

Chen Jue held Chen Jia's hand and said, "My dear, this is all our joint credit. In the future, we will continue to explore more cultural relics, let more people understand the charm of history, and discover more cultural treasures buried by time."