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"It turned out to be Mrs. Xu's dagger!"

At this time, Yu Feibai also understood, and his face was a little more excited.

It is also necessary to explain here that the so-called Mrs. Xu is not a woman, but a big man with iron bones. The husband, who is not the husband's husband, has a second voice, and the sound is the same as the blessing. He was a famous swordsmith in Zhao during the Warring States Period.

According to historical records, Prince Dan of Yan made Jing Ke assassinate the King of Qin, and sought the dagger of the world, and obtained the dagger of Mrs. Xu of Zhao, and took 100 gold, so that the work was quenched with medicine, and the blood was wet, and everyone was dead.

In other words, the dagger cast by Mrs. Xu was very sharp, and after the prince Dan begged for it, he asked people to quench the poison on the dagger, which was even more lethal.

"So, this dagger is what Jing Ke used?"

For a moment, Yu Feibai was very surprised: "Where did you find it?" Could it be the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang? ”

“…… It's a secret. Hou Lao smiled, it seemed that there was no answer, but it was actually a kind of acquiescence. Wang Guan and the others understood what he meant, and they knew it in their hearts, so they didn't continue to ask, but hurriedly picked up the dagger and looked at it.

At the right time, Hou Lao reminded: "Be careful, there is still residual poison on the dagger." Although it is not so toxic, it hurts people and is very troublesome to deal with. ”

Hearing that something was dangerous, several people were also a little more cautious, and carefully pulled the dagger out of its sheath, and immediately saw a dagger with a strange shape and an ancient atmosphere.

After looking at it for a moment, Wang Guan felt that the dagger was the same as he imagined, it did not have a sharp luster, and the color of the blade was a little dull. This is a matter of course, after all, this is an assassin's dagger, and the light should naturally be very restrained, if it is made to shine. It is clearly a reminder to the assassin to be on guard.

Of course, Wang Guan also noticed that the dagger was not only clumsy in shape, but also a little messy on the blade, or as if it were a mess, disorganized, and there was no regularity at all.

In addition, there is the tip of the blade, and the ridges of the sword on both sides protrude slightly, forming a cross-like outline with the dagger. Although the contour of the tip is not obvious, it is a gradual process.

With Wang Guan's understanding of cold weapons, he naturally understands that there are subtle gaps in the texture of the hemp ball. It can be quenched in the middle, and after a knife is stabbed, it is similar to the outline of a cross, but it stretches the wound to the maximum extent, so that the wound is not easy to heal. In this case, whoever is stabbed is definitely the result of a one-hit kill.

"It's dangerous."

Thinking about the modeling principle of the dagger, Wang Guan couldn't help but sigh slightly. It is no wonder that ancient literati often lamented that soldiers are ominous weapons. It is not a gentleman's vessel, and it is used as a last resort.

Perhaps it is based on this that before the Qin and Han dynasties, he was a respected assassin. Gradually, it was suppressed. The treatment is also inferior to the generation, and after the Song Dynasty, it basically became a despised profession.

"It's dangerous."

At this time, Yu Feibai also agreed: "Don't look at things inconspicuously. But really stabbed. With ancient medical skills, there is absolutely only a dead end. Speaking of which, Jing Ke is also stupid. is obviously an assassin, can't he stab him directly, why bother talking so much nonsense, so that he fell short, and even affected his employer (Yan Taizi Dan). ”

After the assassination, Qin Shi Huang was furious, and in order to appease his anger, Yan Guo directly offered the head of Prince Dan. However, this is the case, Yan Guo still can't avoid the end of being wiped out.

In a sense, Jing Ke, the killer, is indeed a little undutiful, and compared with his predecessors, he is not just a little worse. But the strange thing is that Jing Ke's fame is the greatest.

The reason for this is that it is stained with the light of Qin Shi Huang. On the other hand, it is not that Jing Ke is powerful, but that Qin Shihuang is famous enough, but everything related to him is enough to be passed down through the ages and make people talk about it.

"Old Hou, what's in the next room?"

The so-called lack of people's hearts, after appreciating these divine weapons, Yu Feibai sounded again, and his eyes were very expectant. And he also believes that what he will watch will definitely live up to his expectations.

"Don't be in a hurry, just a few steps, just take a look." Hou Lao smiled and sold a pass, and then continued to lead the way.

A moment later, everyone came to a wide space. Compared with the room just now, the layout of this space is more advanced. After walking in, Wang Guan immediately noticed that the floor and four walls of this space were paved with special materials, and some devices were installed on the roof of the space.

All in all, everything in the space has a high-tech feel, like a large research room. But then again, it seems like a secret research base......

Thinking of this, Wang Guan smiled and looked more carefully. This space is not so much a research room as an exhibition hall. Because among the four walls, something hangs.

At first glance, those things are calligraphy and paintings. However, these calligraphy and paintings are special, not simply hanging on the wall, but stored in a transparent glass cover. In addition, after careful inspection, Wang Guan also found that there seemed to be some inexplicable liquid in the transparent glass cover.

Discovering this detail, Wang Guan can also speculate that other glass covers without liquid may be a vacuum environment. With so much high technology, it is just to protect a few calligraphy and paintings, and it can be known that these calligraphy and paintings are definitely not simple.

"What kind of painting is this?"

Yu Feibai also understood this truth, and hurriedly came up to watch.

"It's actually a landscape painting......"

After looking at it for a while, Yu Feibai also had a little appreciative: "The painting is very good, the atmosphere is majestic, and the scenery is beautiful." ”

"Not bad?"

At the same time, Zhou Lao said with a smile: "This is a three-hundred-mile map of the Jialing River landscape painted by Wu Daozi himself, a legendary top famous painting." How did it get into your mouth, it just got a good evaluation. ”

"What?"

When Yu Feibai heard this, he was stunned. Wang Guan next to him was similar, and his shock was beyond words.

About Wu Daozi, there is no need to say more, the name of painting saint alone is enough to explain everything. In addition, the 300-mile map of the landscape of the Jialing River is not an ordinary work, but a famous painting that has left a strong mark in history.

It is said that during the Tianbao period, Tang Xuanzong suddenly remembered that the Jialing River in Shuzhong was beautiful and interesting, so he ordered Wu Daozi to go to the Jialing River to sketch by post. When he arrived at the Jialing River, Wu Daozi roamed the river, looking into the distance, this place was a good place with good mountains and rivers, and the scene and scene swept by, and the experience and feelings at that time were deeply remembered in his heart, and he did not draw a sketch.

When Wu Daozi returned to Chang'an after touring the mountains and rivers of the Jialing River, and Xuanzong asked him about his painting, Wu Daozi splashed ink on the spot and sketched it on the palace wall. It only took one day to bring the beautiful scenery of the 300 miles of the Jialing River to life, with a mountain and a river, a hill and a ravine, which is fascinating, and makes people marvel.

"How is that possible?"

However, Yu Feibai was very skeptical: "Isn't the three-hundred-mile map of the Jialing River landscape painted on the palace wall, and the murals must have been destroyed during the Anshi Rebellion." Even if the Anshi Rebellion was not destroyed in the war, but in the rebellion of the feudal town at the end of the Tang Dynasty, perhaps the war of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, Chang'an City was reduced to slag, how could the murals still exist? ”

I also have to admit that Yu Feibai has a lot of sense. This is not good for the mural, as soon as there is any natural or man-made disaster, it can be easily destroyed. Therefore, very few ancient murals can be handed down. Even if there is, it is preserved in some places that are not easy to be affected by war, such as Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, Longmen Grottoes and so on......

Anyway, it definitely does not include the palace hall, because the palace has always been a must-attack place for soldiers. As soon as the fight began, all kinds of military disasters and fires naturally occurred frequently, and a little accident was enough to turn the painter's hard work into ashes.

"How could it be?"

At the same time, Qian Lao smiled lightly: "Didn't I tell you before, there is a method called stealing the sky?" ”

"Steal the day!" For a moment, Wang Guan suddenly understood, and then he also noticed that the picture inside the transparent glass was indeed not a mural, but a thin layer of cloth.

"Long before the mural was destroyed, someone secretly rubbed it down."

Between speaking, Hou Lao was also a little happy, as well as helpless: "However, after all, it is only a copy, and after thousands of years of baptism, only by relying on the immersion of special drugs can it barely be maintained." If you take it out for exhibition casually, or toss it a few times, the picture will really be ruined. ”

"Now what we have to do is to work out a more permanent solution, fix the picture, and then think about other things. Maybe in the near future, it will be able to be exhibited in the open. ”

Hou Lao was very optimistic, and also made Wang Guan and others nod their heads again and again, sincerely hoping that this day would come soon. It is better to be happy alone than to be happy with all, and such a treasure should indeed be appreciated by more people.

After all, there are not only 300 miles of Jialing River landscape of Wu Daozi here, but also some murals of unknown painters. The reason why it is said to be anonymous is that the murals are rarely signed. However, judging from the style of painting, it should also be a masterpiece of the famous artists at that time, the ingenuity of the composition, the subtlety of the brushwork, and the extraordinary.

However, Yu Feibai was still worried that there were better treasures inside, so after admiring these murals, he immediately urged Hou Lao to continue to lead the way and walk towards another space.

Just entering this space, Wang Guan was keenly aware that the light source of the space was wrong, and immediately subconsciously looked up, and instantly felt a little surprised.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Feibai's reaction was not slow, and after discovering Wang Guan's movements, he also took advantage of the situation to look around. After a glance, he was stunned, and it took him half a time to come back to his senses, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "What a big night pearl!" ”

"Wrong, it's not the Pearl of the Night."

However, Hou Lao retorted, and then said with a smile: "But the beads are indeed the more famous pearls in history!" (To be continued......)