Yi Jin Jing!

Several people present unanimously shouted out the name of this ancient book, Yijin Jing!

"Pao Ye, do you still need to read this? You couldn't be more obvious!" Shen Qiu only saw a few big gilded characters on the cover of the cardboard, and said bluntly: "You can't bear to look at this directly! I've read too many martial arts novels!"

"Brother, that's not what you say!" Pao Ye picked up the rich Yijin Sutra in front of him, spread out the ancient book and said: "Brother, look! This Yijin Sutra is not only the essence of the Chinese kung fu five years ago! It is also the mastery of the five senses created by the martial arts masters of the Song Dynasty back then!"

Pao Ye excitedly presented the pages made of metal borders in the Yi Jin Sutra, and every page of this ancient book showed a golden page, giving people a dazzling and luxurious visual impact.

"Master Pao, all the tuition fees in front of you have been paid in vain!" Shen Qiu stuck one of the gold papers with one hand at will: "First of all, the material of this ancient book can never be the material of gold, if this book is made of gold, then in terms of the density and thickness of the illusion, the weight of this book is at least a hundred catties, and it is impossible for it to be so easily stuffed into your arms and brought over! Obviously, the gold in this is the effect of gold film!"

"Huh? Fake again?"

At this time, Zuo Xiaoqing also opened his mouth to correct a little: "Master Pao, there is indeed a book of "Yijin Jing" in history, but it is not written by any national teacher in the Song Dynasty, but by the two Taoists of the Ming Dynasty, Tang and Kangwu, who were in the middle of the week, and it is not a martial arts mastery, but a method of self-cultivation and self-cultivation......

Shen Qiu gave Zuo Xiaoqing a thumbs up: "If Master Pao sees it, even Xiaoqing can distinguish it, not to mention the value of his cultural relics!"

Shen Qiu picked up the "Yijin Sutra" and flipped through a few pages, the content on it was basically copied from the Internet martial arts, the page material is made of stainless steel metal sheets, and the outside is coated with a layer of yellow gold film, and it can only deceive the antique novice like Pao Ye, and experts who know a little bit of common sense will not take a second look.

Brother, tell me how much my book of Yi Jin Jing is worth, and how much money I have lost?"

"Master Pao! With all due respect, such ancient books can only be sold as scrap stainless steel, and it would be good to sell them for two hundred yuan!

Shen Qiu was about to return the "Yi Jin Sutra" to Master Pao, when he suddenly felt a scorching warm current between the thumbs of his left hand, this scorching heat was emanating from the pages of ancient books, although it was extremely weak, it was still keenly captured by Shen Qiu.

"Huh, what's going on?" Shen Qiuhu glanced at the Yijin Sutra in front of him suspiciously, it shouldn't be!

This Yijin Jing is obviously a modern handicraft, full of shoddy craft structures, not to mention any cultural relics value, but why can he feel a warm current from it, to be precise, this warm current is still extremely hot, Shen Qiu almost felt it for the first time.

"Okay brother! I know I've stepped on thunder again this time, so don't laugh at me! I'm here to protect you today! Give my brother some face! I'll just throw this thing away! Out of sight and out of mind!"

"Wait!" Shen Qiu grabbed Pao Ye's hand, his brows furrowed, and he said slowly word by word: "Pao Ye! It's not you who looks away today, it's me!"

"Ahh

"Whew!" Shen Qiu exhaled a long breath, because he had finally found the hot spot of this Yi Jin Sutra, and on the last page of this book, in the lower right corner, he saw a page of paper, a page of tattered yellowed paper.

This piece of paper was folded in half and loaded into the pages of the Yijin Sutra, and at first glance it was only the size of a matchbox, and it was an insignificant existence at all, but it was this inconspicuous piece of paper that made Shen Qiu as excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

Placing the piece of paper flat on the palm of his hand, Shen Qiu really felt the heat that was constantly spreading on the surface of the piece of paper, that's right! The heat he had just captured was emanating from this piece of paper, and it was it!

"Brother Shen, is this ......" Zuo Xiaoqing leaned closely, but he couldn't understand the mystery, shook his head and asked puzzledly.

Shen Qiu also shook his head and said, "I don't know what this is, but I have a hunch that this piece of paper is definitely a big leak!"

Shen Qiu carefully spread out the piece of paper in front of him, the content and handwriting on the piece of paper came into view, a few twenty-eight words, each word seemed to be a fresh life beating on the paper, constantly impacting Shen Qiu's eyes.

The old man traveled not far to the west, and volunteered to return it safely, and brought it to Chongyang in September, and then sang with the foolish brother!

"Boom!"

Shen Qiu's brain buzzed instantly, and when he saw these lines of poetry, his mind reacted immediately, isn't this the famous poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty who wrote "Kangzhou Sending Off Post"?

At the same time, it is also one of the many rare treasures that Wang Qianshi instructed Shen Qiu to find in his dream?

Oh my God! During this time, Shen Qiu didn't know how much energy he spent searching for this set of "Connecticut Sending Off Post", but he didn't find even the slightest clue to the whereabouts, and he couldn't find a place to find it when he stepped on the iron shoes, and he never expected to find one of the papers in the hands of the cannon master in the end.

Back then, Bai Juyi wrote eight posts to see off his best friend, and between the lines it all showed his identification and longing for someone.

"Brother Shen, is this really the original of the send-off sticker back then?" Zuo Xiaoqing also knew the existence of this new post, pointed to the inconspicuous piece of paper on the table and asked, "Is this really Bai Juyi's real handiwork?"

Shen Qiu nodded without thinking: "The paper is yellow, and after so many years of accumulation, a layer of yellowing protective film has been formed on the paper, and it is impossible to see this film without thousands of years of catalysis!"

"First of all, this paper is the right number, and then look at Bai Juyi's handwriting on the paper, crazy and powerful, the position of the pen is not different, and every word is mellow and full at the same time, looking at the literati and ink writers in the past thousand years, there are very few who can imitate it!"

"Brother, I still don't understand!" Pao Ye was confused when he heard this: "Is this broken character very valuable?

"How much is it? Tang Xuanzong spared no expense to ask for Bai Juyi's original pen, I don't know how many people in the market dreamed of getting the real handiwork of the new post, Tang Xuanzong was even willing to cut the city in exchange for the authentic handiwork of this poster! According to the situation at the time, it is not an exaggeration to say that this Bai Juyi Kangzhou send-off post is a treasure of great value!"

If you have to measure it by monetary value, the value of this set of "Connecticut Sending Off Stickers" is at least this number!

Shen Qiu opened three fingers: "Three hundred million! At least three hundred million is the foundation! The value of this piece of paper can reach 3800w."

"!3800w? Brother, I heard you right? You mean I picked up a leak? I picked up a 3800w baby? I heard me right! Brother, pinch me! This is not true!" Pao Ye was suddenly ecstatic, and he couldn't wait to hug Shen Qiu and kiss him fiercely.

"Brother Shen! I still think it's a little bizarre, I'm not denying these theories of yours, I don't understand why Tang Xuanzong loves this book so much?

Shen Qiu answered: "Do you know which friend Bai Juyi gave to the "Connecticut Sending Off Post"? This person is none other than Tang Xuanzong's favorite woman in his life, Yang Guifei!

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