Ning Fuchen took the newspaper given by Liu Bin, rolled it into a paper tube and stuffed it into his arms and said, "You are busy first, I'll go back and take a closer look at this." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liu Bin sent Ning Fuchen out, of course he wouldn't care about an old newspaper.

Ning Fuchen continued to walk around the antique market, and found that the blue and white porcelain in the entire market was out of stock, whether it was old or imitation, it could not be found, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh secretly.

Boguxuan only sells ancient books and calligraphy and paintings, and there are relatively few people.

When the old gentleman saw Ning Fuchen, he nodded and said hello, Ning Fuchen had more respect for this learned gentleman, and after saying hello, he stopped bothering him and went to the bookshelf to visit alone.

Berggusian is still the same, with few recent acquisitions.

Ning Fuchen looked around, and the faint aura inhaled into his heart, and his whole body was refreshed.

The aura of the ancient scrolls is very different from the aura of heaven and earth in nature, and this aura is specifically beneficial to the divine consciousness, making people clear and clear, so as to increase the spirituality of the divine consciousness.

Several customers left one after another, and Ning Fuchen walked to the counter and said, "Teacher, do you have a book about Ning Cheng or a family tree here?"

"Haha, Xiaoyou really asked the right person, it is estimated that Ningcheng can still find out the genealogy of the Ning clan here, as for the local chronicles of Ningcheng, it is Xiaoyou who helped me make up for the last batch of books, and there is just a complete set of Guangxu local chronicles. ”

Ning Fuchen was overjoyed and said, "Can the teacher transfer it to me?" ”

"What's this?" the old gentleman was a little embarrassed: "These are the only books, not a matter of money, if you don't keep it well, it can be damaged, once it is damaged, you can no longer find it, there are a lot of precious information, it is really not to be lost, if you need it, you can make a complete set of copies for your friends, and you can make some copies of the fee." ”

"So Mr. Law. Ning Fuchen hugged his fists and said: "There is another thing, I don't know if you know anything about the Ning family, I heard that the Ning family is a descendant of the royal family, but is there really such a thing?"

"The rumors are true, the Ning family is indeed a descendant of the First Empress of Qin. ”

"The people of the Ning clan are in Ningcheng, where are they mainly distributed?"

"Haha, the Ning family, mainly concentrated in the western mountainous area of Ningcheng, before the liberation there was called Ningjiawu, a radius of dozens of miles are the Ning family, along the Ning River upstream, to the source of the Ning River, there is a low mountain, called Ningcheng Mountain, just around that hill, there are Ningjiaji, Ningjiaao, Ningjiapu, Ningjia old house, etc., it used to be called Ningjia District, and then the abandoned area was changed to a township, I have not been there. ”

"I didn't expect you to know so much about the Ning family?"

"The Ning family is a descendant of Queen Qin, with a profound heritage, and the old man collected a lot of good things over there back then, but later, more and more people collected them, but there were fewer and fewer things, so they went less. ”

Ning Fuchen smiled and said, "You still go from house to house to collect antiques?"

"Alas, the past is unbearable to look back, when the four old, how many fine cultural relics, high-end artworks, all smashed, claimed to smash the old world, several of our collectors are risking criticism and even life, rescue antiques, take back there is no place to put it, can only hide in the suburbs of the bomb shelter. The old gentleman shook his head and kept sighing.

Ning Fuchen found that this old gentleman was not silent, but had no soulmate, and could not find someone to talk to, so he said respectfully: "What is your old surname?"

"Haha, the old man's surname is Xu, his name is Xu Weizhi, Xiaoyou, you can call me Mr. Xu. After Xu Weizhi finished speaking, he handed Ning Fuchen a business card, and Ning Fuchen saw that Xu Weizhi was actually the vice president of the National Collection Association, and he couldn't help but be in awe.

"Mr. Xu, I can ask you more in the future. ”

"Let's talk to each other. Xu Weizhi didn't mean to underestimate Ning Fuchen at all, from the last time Ning Fuchen saw the two Song edition books at a glance, he knew that Ning Fuchen's eyesight was extraordinary.

The two chatted about the blue and white porcelain in demand, Xu Weizhi believes that the current price of antique artworks in China is indeed too low, this time with the help of an auction at Christie's in London, to promote the domestic market, is not a bad thing, the price is high, the whole people have a sense of collection, and the protection of folk antique cultural relics can play a great role.

Xu Weizhi was boastful, and Ning Fuchen praised a few words from time to time, which made Xu Weizhi a little fluttery.

Ning Fuchen saw that the time was ripe, so he took out the ten beautiful pictures of Ren Xun from his arms and handed it to Xu Weizhi.

Xu Weizhi spread out a sheet on the counter, and immediately looked terrified, couldn't wait to open all the drawings, and asked with some trembling: "Where did Xiaoyou get this?"

"What, is there a problem?" Ning Fuchen did not answer directly.

"No, this is the authentic work of the famous painter Ren Xun in the late Qing Dynasty, back then, I saw these ten pictures of ladies in Ningjiawu. ”

Ning Fuchen was suddenly overjoyed and said, "Where have you seen it in Ningjiawu?"

"The old house of the Ning family in Ningjiawu that year, it was a big family, alas! It's a pity!" Xu Weizhi let out a long sigh and sat down with a heavy heart: "Back then, I was not big, and I went to Ningjiawu to receive the goods with a few of their collection seniors."

The old house of the Ning family is the largest family in the whole Ningjiawu, after entering the door, there are hundreds of large and small houses inside, like a labyrinth, blue bricks and tiles, antique.

Every time we went, we received some calligraphy and paintings, wood carvings, porcelain, and stationery supplies.

We have long seen these ten pictures, but the boss does not sell them, saying that the complete set of Ren Xun figure paintings is too rare, and it has to be left to his descendants as heirlooms.

The last time I went to Ningjiawu was more than 40 years ago, when a group of four of us arrived at the old house of the Ning family, we were stunned that hundreds of ancient buildings and houses were in ruins.

Alas, what a house!

Carved dragons and phoenixes, even the window lates are carved from rosewood, the doors and furniture are all carved from mahogany, and the murals in the courtyard are .......

Now every time I think about it, my heart aches so much that I can't sleep. ”

Ning Fuchen heard that the Ning family's old house had become in ruins, although it was expected, he was still very sorry.

Ningjiawu!

Ning's old house!

Coming out of Boguxuan, Ning Fuchen's heart was branded with these two place names.

Ningjiawu must go immediately.