These voices intermittently entered Zheng Shaoqiu's ears, but his face did not change in the slightest.

This is completely in line with Zheng Shaoqiu's consistent style.

The three old men followed anxiously, and finally walked out of the alley in front of them, and a quaint temple suddenly appeared.

The pines and cypresses stand tall, and the ancient temple is silent.

Just one eye.

The Huangpu army saw the bell hanging under the gray eaves.

He has been immersed in this industry for many years and has extremely rich experience, and concluded on the spot that this copper bell is likely to be from the Jiaqing period.

"Youbao!"

"Definitely a treasure!"

At the same time, Yan Jinsong also turned his head, looked at Huangpu Jun, and secretly lowered his voice a little and said.

He had already seen that, as Zheng Shaoqiu had said before, the branch in front of the temple was definitely golden silk nanmu.

Moreover, it has been formed over tens of thousands of years.

The four quaint pillars, baptized by the wind and frost of the years, have revealed the tip of the iceberg.

A ray of golden light is like a swimming fish, no matter from which angle you look at, you can have a golden texture, like a cloud.

Proper golden silk nanmu.

Huang Pujun also noticed the scene in front of him, excited like a three-year-old child, he didn't care about any etiquette at all, and took two steps and made two steps to soak up the steps, came to the door of the mahogany temple, and looked in.

Directly opposite is the statue of Emperor Wenchang, as if he felt something, his gaze slowly moved up, and suddenly a black bronze mirror came into view, as dazzling as the sun.

At this moment, Yan Jinsong also hurriedly ran over, and after looking at the two beams, his face turned red with excitement, and his hands danced.

The two old men were experts, and the others might not be able to see the catticity of the temple, but for them, it was no longer a problem at all.

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

In this old town, which is about to be demolished, there is an ancient building that is some years old.

"Ming Dynasty!"

"Proper Ming Dynasty style. ”

The two old men trembled with excitement, eager to slam the door directly and get in close contact with those treasures.

But......

Old Man Wu was still slowly climbing the steps, his steps trembled, his mouth gasped twice from time to time, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, as if he was going to fall to the ground because of physical exhaustion in the next moment.

Zhang Lin's movements were extremely careful, and he went up the steps step by step, and Old Man Wu stood in front of the temple, and then he let out a long breath.

After a while, under the anxious gaze of others, Old Man Wu stretched out his right hand and rubbed it in his bag.

"Huh?"

He was shocked: "I really don't want to take the key." ”

Hearing this, the third old man suddenly beat his feet and chest angrily, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Old Man Wu laughed embarrassedly twice, and after groping for a long time, he gave two orders to Zhang Lin on the side.

Zhang Lin nodded and turned back directly.

This came and went, and another five minutes passed.

For Yan Jinsong and Huang Pujun, this is simply a kind of torment, at this time, they are like ants on a hot pot, walking back and forth in front of the door.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Lin ran back in a hurry, holding a bunch of keys in his hand.

"Squeak!"

With a soft sound, the mahogany door was opened, and several old men swarmed in.

Looking around and punching, everyone throbbed, their faces flashed with abnormal flushing, and their fists clenched tightly.

In front of him, it is the Dharma body of Emperor Wenchang.

A cursory look at the past is completely in the style of the Ming Dynasty.

The shrine, the dome, all of them show that this temple is completely an ancient building of the Ming Dynasty.

I have to say that this news is really a bit exciting.

Next, it comes to the most critical part.

Huangpu Jun's throat shook with difficulty, his eyes turned to Old Man Wu, and said with a smile: "Old man, can you take off the bronze mirror and let us palm our eyes?"

Old Man Wu nodded directly when he heard this.

Then, Zhang Lin moved the ladder over, and in the fiery eyes of everyone, he took down the magic mirror.

As soon as he started, Huang Pujun shouted excitedly, and Yan Jinsong trembled with excitement.

The heads of the two old men came together, and with a touch of their wrists, the back of the bronze mirror came into view.

"Heaven and earth contain images, the sun and the moon are bright and ......"

"Oh my God......"

"Oops, hey......"

"Mommy......"

Because they were so excited, the two old men were completely incoherent, and looked like crazy.

Yan Jinsong burst into tears, and his body trembled uncontrollably......

Huangpu Jun sat on the ground with his knees weak, shouting to God.

I almost passed out on the spot.

Heaven and Earth Mirror!

Heaven and Earth Mirror!

An absolute rarity!

This was designed by Sima Chengzhen himself, and it was also used by the royal family.

Even if you look at the whole country, there is only this side.

Rare.

didn't care to speak, and his fiery gaze fell on the magic mirror.

After a long period of baptism, coupled with the oxidation of the air, the weathering phenomenon of the magic mirror in front of me is very obvious.

However, it is extremely natural.

The pulp is thick and uneven, but it does not affect its preciousness in the slightest.

Because, the slurry of the magic mirror itself is like this.

As we all know, during the Ming Dynasty, extremely advanced iron smelting technology has appeared, and bronze material has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.

The only thing that was not affected was the bronze mirror.

Therefore, in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, those craftsmen spent their hearts and minds on the bronze mirror, combining the experience and technology of previous dynasties, and reforming and innovating.

It is no exaggeration to say that at that time, the bronze mirror reached a commanding height, and in any respect, it was a well-deserved artistic masterpiece.

Moreover, at the auction, the price of each bronze mirror is also very different.

For example, the bronze mirrors of the Han Dynasty are about a few million.

In the Tang Dynasty, the transaction price was more than 10 million.

That's the gap!

However, the mirror of heaven and earth in front of him is in perfect condition and is well documented.

It's simply the best of the best.

If this is placed at auction, there will undoubtedly be an uproar, attracting countless local tyrant bosses, and the final transaction price will be an astronomical amount.

Surprises, always continuous.

In less than a while, Lin Shiyou's subordinates turned out a small bag from a corner.

The exterior is full of weathered marks, and it looks like Flender has almost seen it.

Subsequently, the two pieces of gold were carefully shaken out.

Seeing this, Huang Pujun and Yan Jinsong were even more excited and couldn't help themselves.

Speaking of which, these two pieces of gold are from Zheng Shaoqiu's handwriting, one is a golden pimple, and the other is a golden hook, which is engraved with Taoist runes.

Because it happened to be an object from the early Ming Dynasty, it was used here.