Divine Decree?!

Ma Yuliang was also trembling, and he was almost so frightened that he threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

He took a closer look, and the holy decree of the crane painted with auspicious clouds was composed of five colors from front to back, such as blue, yellow, orange, and gray yellow, ** and gorgeous.

"This, this is still the Colorful Holy Decree!" Ma Yuliang said in surprise.

Qingle was even more overjoyed at this time, and asked excitedly, "Teacher Ma, what does the Colorful Holy Decree mean?"

Ma Yuliang sorted out his mood a little and said: "Xiaole, in ancient times, the holy decree was very elegant, under normal circumstances, the holy decree is generally in the form of a scroll, and the texture of the shaft handle is strictly different according to the different grades of officials: the first product is a jade shaft, the second grade is a black rhinoceros horn shaft, the third grade is a gold shaft, and the fourth and fifth grades are black horn shafts. ”

"But this decree has been hidden in the inkstone, and it is obvious that the jade shaft has been removed. Ma Yuliang pointed to the holy decree on the workbench and continued: "But we can still distinguish the level of the holy decree from the number of colors of the holy decree, and the richer the color of the holy decree, the higher the rank of the official who received the gift. ”

According to the customization of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the colors of the holy decrees given to officials above the fifth grade are relatively rich, with three-color, five-color and seven-colored, and the color below the fifth grade is generally a single pure white silk. It can be seen from this that this holy decree can be given to at least five-grade officials or above!"

"Come on, come on, let me take a good look. ”

At this time, Qingheshan took a pair of reading glasses from the cabinet shelf and put them on, leaned over to observe the holy decree: "Fengtian carriers, the emperor system said that the country pushes his subordinates, and he will be with his relatives, so he renews the foundation and persuades filial piety, and what is the existence of it, Jingjiang Wangfu Changshi ......"

“...... Push this Qingyuan, should be commended, hereby give a pleasant, serve this Longen, forever comfort the desert, Chenghua 17th year of December 9th!"

The holy decree is more than 100 words, which is written in the seventeenth year of Ming Chenghua (1481), Kang Kui (Jue Yupu 15th) served as the governor of Jingjiang Wangfu Shi Si Zuo Changshi, and the emperor gave the content of his parents' gifts.

Qingheshan recited all the contents of the holy decree in a deep and deep voice, and He Lin only felt a shock in his heart, and he actually had the feeling of dreaming back to ancient times!

In front of the towering palace, 10,000 people knelt.

Listen to the glory of canonization, and fill your chest with excitement!

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......"

Qingheshan let out a sigh and took off his glasses: "In this imitation inkstone, there is a holy decree from the Ming Chenghua period, 100,000 yuan, this is really a big profit!"

The edicts of the Ming Dynasty were completed by top cultural masters from drafting to writing, and these edicts are not only rich in historical value, but also have great value in art appreciation. ”

Ma Yuliang was also full of excitement, rubbed his hands and said: "This holy decree is just over 100 words, and the conciseness of the writing has almost reached the level of adding one word to be cumbersome and subtracting one word to convey the meaning is inaccurate, which is really of great research value!"

"Well, I think ...... too."

Qingheshan nodded slightly, suddenly stunned, and his expression changed slightly: "Hey, no, what do you mean by that, old horse?"

"Ahem...... Lao Qing, what else can I mean by this. ”

Ma Yuliang glanced at Qingle, but there was a bit of cunning in his eyes: "This holy decree is hidden in the inkstone, which is equivalent to Qingle spending money to buy it, I think you should give this holy decree to Qingle for her academic research." ”

Although Ma Yuliang's words sounded reasonable, Qingheshan was not stupid, and he immediately thought of Ma Yuliang's intentions.

"Old horse, you old boy, when you see such a baby, you want me to give it to you for free to do research, right?" Qingheshan's eyes narrowed, and he said with an expression that he had already seen through everything: "Hmph, empty gloves white wolf, you want to be beautiful!"

"Like this kind of colorful holy decree in the seventeenth year of Ming Chenghua, there are very few surviving in the world, if it is sold on the market, the market price will be at least nearly 10 million!"

Ma Yuliang's old face suddenly pulled down: "Hey, Lao Qing, didn't I say you, you are so old, why are you still so marketable, do you lack those ten thousand? You can't make contributions to this kind of cultural relics, and hand them over to our cultural relics researchers to study and study, these are all cultural heritage left by our ancestors!"

"Hmph, old horse, don't give me a line. Who knew that the corners of Qingheshan's mouth were grinning, and he looked like he didn't eat oil and salt and said: "I can't donate this holy decree to you for nothing like this, even if I don't sell it, it's good to keep it at home as a collection!"

"Hey, you old fellow!" Ma Yuliang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him for a while.

He Lin had an embarrassed and polite smile on his face at this time, so he could only stand quietly aside.

Who would have believed that two giants in the antique industry of Guishi City, who have been friends for more than ten years, would quarrel here for a holy decree.

Does anyone dare to believe it?

Is this the so-called plastic brotherhood?

At this moment, He Lin felt that someone had pulled a corner of him.

He turned his head to look, only to see Qingle staring straight at him with a pair of big watery eyes!

"Ahem...... Qing, is there anything wrong with Miss Qingle?" He Lin was stared at, and his heart was a little inexplicably flustered.

"Hehe, I'm the same age as Xiaoyu, you just call me Xiaole. Qingle said with a wink.

"Uh, ang...... Okay, okay little music. He Lin nodded a little nervously.

"That's right, Brother Xiao He, how did you see that there was something else in that inkstone?" asked Qingle.

He Lin was stunned, scratched his head and said: "This, isn't this inkstone Xiaole, you found out that it was hidden in it, so you bought it for 100,000 yuan?"

Qingle first glanced at Ma Yuliang and Qingheshan, who were arguing hotly, and saw that they didn't notice him.

She smiled embarrassedly, lowered her voice and said: "What's the matter, I spent 100,000 yuan to buy this inkstone is really an eye-catcher, I thought it was a Qing Dynasty Chengni inkstone, and I really don't know that there is a holy decree in it." ”

He Lin was stunned, he didn't expect Qingle, the little girl, to be so sincere and confess so frankly in front of himself, an 'outsider' who only met today.

You must know that many people will love face more, and even if they don't understand, they will pretend to understand.

There are really not many innocent and honest people like Qingle, and He Lin can't help but feel a little more good for her in his heart.

Not only is it beautiful and cute, but it is also kind and honest and unpretentious.

What a rare good girl!

"Brother Xiao He?"

Seeing that He Lin didn't speak, Qingle called softly again: "What are you thinking?"

"Ah, no, nothing!"

He Lin came back to his senses all of a sudden, and found that he was a little out of shape, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little: "I was thinking that maybe this might be luck, I also found that there were many fine marks on the bottom of the inkstone that appeared on the same level when I got my hands on it just now, so I guessed that there might be something else hidden in it." ”

At the end, He Lin also added: "After all, things like this kind of afterbirth clothing hiding have not happened in my family's antique shop." ”

Qingle nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, I see." ”