As the name suggests, the tile inkstone is taken from the ancient palace tiles, also known as the tile head inkstone. It is generally made of the palace tiles of many palaces such as Weiyang Palace of the Han and Wei Dynasties and Tongquetai. At first, in the Tang and Song dynasties, people found that the bricks and tiles of the previous dynasty were particularly neat, and the water storage was not seepage for many days, which was particularly suitable for making inkstones. This also caused the good and bad of the tile inkstone, whenever the tile inkstone appeared, it would be like a great enemy.

"Everyone, please take a look, this is a Tongquetai tile inkstone, as for the specific source, I am inconvenient to disclose." Zhao Hook threw the red cloth on the tray and exposed the Tongquetai tile inkstone.

This square tile inkstone is rectangular covered tile shape, the middle of the tile surface is made into a gourd-shaped ink pool, and there is a dense inkstone inscription on the face, but unfortunately it is too far away to see clearly. However, through the observation of the discerning eye, it seems that this tile belongs to the tile of the Qin Dynasty and is far from the tile of Tongquetai.

"Machine Spirit, what's going on?" Liu Sheng's brows furrowed high, and he had to turn to the 10,000-year-old goblin of the Demon Mirror Spirit.

"Hehe, boy, you are blessed, this is indeed not a Tongquetai tile inkstone, but a Afang Palace tile inkstone." The Demon Mirror Machine Spirit smiled and actually gave such an answer.

"I see." Liu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little lacking in interest, and he no longer had the enthusiasm he had just now.

It is true that the fame of Afang Palace is much greater than that of Tongquetai, but it is not good that the tile inkstone made by the fame is good, not to mention that there is no historical record, which of the famous tile inkstones handed down since the Tang and Song dynasties is not made of tiles of the Wei and Han palaces, and what about Afang Palace?

"Since you kid doesn't know the treasure in Baoshan, my old man doesn't bother to explain it to you, just remember the bronze mirror with the mountain character, don't disturb my rest, I have to sleep well, ah yaw." As he spoke, the spirit of the demon mirror stretched out in Liu Sheng's sea of knowledge, and his eyes closed slightly.

"Don't, as the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, your old man will not talk half of it, how awkward it will be if you can't get up or down." When Liu Sheng heard this, he knew that there was something else hidden, and hurriedly asked.

"Do you really want to know the way?" Looking at Liu Sheng's appearance, the Demon Mirror Machine Spirit couldn't help but tremble.

"I want to know the way." Liu Sheng didn't care about the demon mirror and the spirit of the shelf, so he quickly put down his body and asked carefully to understand the unknown secrets.

"Well, okay, for the sake of your kid's humble advice, and also for the sake of the face of the mountain-patterned bronze mirror, my old man will reluctantly tell you." Looking at Liu Sheng's humble request for advice, the Demon Mirror Instrument Spirit couldn't help but nodded.

"Then do you know that the world likes to use the bricks and tiles of the previous dynasty as inkstones, and what Tongquetai tile inkstones use to monopolize the head of the turtle?" The Demon Mirror Machine Spirit did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Zhilu Dao." Liu Sheng didn't know what the demon mirror machine spirit was referring to, but he still said honestly.

In fact, the appearance of tile inkstone is with an extremely strong civilian color, since ancient times, "poor literature and rich martial arts", thousands of students in the world, the poor account for the majority, Duan inkstone, Sheyan and the like, and it is extremely extravagant literary play, has always been raised in the deep boudoir people do not know, is the patent of the scholar doctor's play, and many poor students have to aim at the city bricks, tiles and other cheap items for the sake of poetry and etiquette grinding and learning, towards the goal of having an inkstone, she inkstone.

It's just that the city bricks, the tiles are extremely unstable when they are made, they are easy to seep water, and the inkstones they make are also easy to dry, which also forces those who read to look for better tiles, so the ancient palace tiles have entered people's field of vision and become the common companions of readers.

The tiles buried deep in the ground are moistened by the water vapor, it is easy to ink, and it is not easy to dry, the unique simple and vicissitudes of life of the tile inkstone made out of it, for a time entered the field of vision of the scholars, and became their favorite object before the bookcase, and its value is doubled, especially the Tongquetai tile inkstone, which is mixed with copper filings and iron filings when it is made, and the texture is more dense, wear-resistant, and the value has increased sharply more than 100 times.

"Hehe, actually, the reason why the Afang Palace inkstone is not known to the world is not only because it is mixed with other things like the Tongquetai tiles when they were made, but also because of Xiang Yu..." The spirit of the demon mirror said eloquently, telling the unknown secrets of the pre-Qin era.

It turned out that Xiang Yu wanted to become the same emperor as Qin Shi Huang after entering Guanzhong, and his father Fan Zeng was also quite supportive, but Xiang Yu's generals and strategists were mostly children of Jiangdong, and they couldn't adapt to the climate in Guanzhong, coupled with homesickness, they repeatedly advised Xiang Yu to return to Jiangdong, at this time Yu Ji was also seriously ill due to water and soil adaptation, and Xiang Yu had no choice but to move back to the division.

In the face of the great foundation of the first emperor, how could Xiang Yu give it to people in vain, so he ordered people to demolish the palace and burn Afang Palace, and there is a small pavilion in Afang Palace, which is called: Wangxiang Pavilion.

Wangxiang Pavilion is said to be because the gold is the pillar, the Lantian jade is the tile, the agarwood Qi Nan is built as a beam, the world is full of kit kat , Qin Shi Huang often lingers here with many concubines, enjoy the joy of fish and water.

It is precisely because of this that Xiang Yu can not let go, so he ordered someone to demolish it, return to Jiangdong to rebuild, but unfortunately this Wangxiang Pavilion has a self-destruction system, the craftsmen touch it like dominoes, the entire pavilion is destroyed, so angry that Xiang Yu killed more than 500 craftsmen in a rage, and had to return the fragments to Jiangdong after the last time.

According to the spirit of the demon mirror, this Fang Fang Palace tile inkstone is made of the tiles of the Wangxiang Pavilion, but the material is not Lantian jade, but Qin Shi Huang ordered people to take the stones of Keshan, Longwei Mountain and Taohe, carefully ground into powder, mixed with gold, silver, jade, agate and other crumbs, with carefully refined Cheng mud, five-color purple sand to blend and finally make such a limited number of tiles, but unfortunately most of them were damaged in Xiang Yu's madness.

Later, Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, accidentally got a piece of Afang Palace tile and couldn't help but regard it as a treasure, and ordered the skilled craftsman to carve the tile into a tile inkstone only for his own play, the secret is not revealed, even if Xiao Zhou Hou also had no chance to see, only his close minister Juran monk had the honor to play, and was shocked by the heavens, after the most Lu Houcheng broke the country, this legendary tile inkstone also disappeared from people's sight, and only one side of the bronze bird platform tile inkstone was seen.

"I really love the country and love the beauty even more." After listening to the secret of the demon mirror spirit, Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

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"Why are you stunned, third child, do you want the Tongquetai tile inkstone?" Su Le stabbed Liu Sheng, pointed to the booth and said.

"Uh..." Liu Sheng looked at the booth and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"What's the matter, second." Liu Sheng couldn't help asking.

"You, you, aren't you very interested in that inkstone, why don't you go up and have a look?"

Su Le couldn't help but laugh angrily, I really don't know who heard the Tongquetai tile inkstone just now, that naked possessiveness can burn through the nine heavens, and he actually lost his mind at a critical moment.

"Look, why don't you look?" Liu Sheng pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring and walked up.

"Mr. Zhao, uh..." Zhao Hook, who was auctioning on the stage, looked up and saw Liu Sheng walking straight up, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Liu Shao, who are you?" Zhao Hook asked suspiciously.

"Ah, oh, I just want to see it again, I was distracted just now, don't you mind." Liu Sheng was a little embarrassed and couldn't help scratching his head.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can do it."

Zhao Hook frowned, seeing that the people below did not show a little impatience, he simply agreed, anyway, it is not a regular auction house, and there is not so much exquisiteness.

"Thank you."

Liu Sheng hurriedly thanked him when he heard this, and hurriedly picked it up for appraisal, after all, the auction has begun now, and if he comes up to see things, it is no longer in accordance with the rules, and Zhao Hook can let himself come up, completely for the sake of Su Le's face.

"Mr. Zhao bid 15,000 yuan just now, I wonder if Lu Dao has ever paid more than this price?" Because he had already started bidding, Zhao Hook did not wait for Liu Sheng's thoughts, and continued to make the offer just now.

"Sixteen thousand." Yao Lao raised his hand.

"Seventeen thousand."

"Eighteen thousand."

"Twenty thousand."

As the number of bidders increased, the old man Smith, who was not interested in Zhao Hook's lot, directly added 20,000 and entered the fighting team.

"Twenty thousand, Mr. Smith out twenty thousand, is there anyone higher than him?" Zhao Hook felt that he was more talented as a lobbyist, and this began to confuse people's hearts again.

"Twenty-two thousand." Liu Sheng didn't even raise his head, so he quoted a price.

"Twenty-two thousand, Liu is less than twenty-two, is there anything higher than this?" Zhao Hook said excitedly.

"Twenty-three thousand."

"Twenty-five thousand." Liu Sheng directly crushed the competitor at a price 2,000 yuan higher than the other party, and did not give him a chance to turn over.

"Twenty-six thousand."

"Twenty-eight thousand."

"Twenty-nine thousand."

"Thirty thousand." Liu Sheng is now extremely interested in this tile inkstone, and every time he asks for a price, he is determined to win.

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