Among the five blue and white character jars, "Zhou Yafu Fine Willow Camp", "Guiguzi Descending the Mountain" and "Liu Bei Sangu Thatched House" have appeared, but "The Legend of the West Chamber Burns Incense and Worships the Moon" and "Yu Chi Gong Rides the Savior Alone" are nowhere to be seen. After I talked to Huang Kewu that day, he promised to launch his relationship and do a nationwide investigation to see if he could find it.

Huang Kewu, as one of the few remaining masters in the five veins, is not under Liu Yiming's prestige, and his connections are also very extensive. With him in action, I believe that the results will be available soon - but what I never expected was that it was only found out in a week, which is too efficient, right?

Huang Yanyan knew that I had misunderstood, and said, "This has nothing to do with my grandfather, I found it." ”

"You?"

I can't believe it. It's not that she looks down on Yanyan, but compared with Huang Kewu, she is still too immature. Hearing my tone, Yanyan was a little unhappy. I hurriedly coaxed a few words before she explained.

It turned out that Huang Kewu had indeed mobilized a network of contacts from all over the country to find it, and even the resources of the pharmacist had been used, but there had been no progress. Huang Yanyan suddenly realized that they had entered a misunderstanding: all the search power was placed on the antique industry, but they ignored an area that was also rich in resources but not much attention - museums.

From the Forbidden City to museums around the world, there are far more good things in the museum than there are in circulation on the market. Just because the things in the museum are not for circulation and sale, they are not commodities, and they are only for display and research, so they are often ignored intentionally or unintentionally in the antique market. In fact, whether in China or abroad, museums are the real destination of cultural relics.

Thinking of this, Yanyan went to borrow the list of Chinese cultural relics and flipped through it. The list is very thick, containing a list of important collections from all first, second, and third tier museums in China, and is updated every five years. There are a lot of lists in the porcelain category, but fortunately, the index is well done, and she can directly go to find out the character jar of the Wanli year.

As a result, she really found out.

In Yantai, Shandong, there is a Yantai Minshang Museum, built in 1958, a county-level institution, a regional comprehensive museum, the scale is not large, but the academic strength is very strong. It is one of only three museums in Shandong that are qualified to conduct group archaeological excavations. Most of the cultural relics in this museum are Fujian merchant navigation cultural relics and local bronzes, irons and jade in Shandong, and there are relatively few porcelain, and there are no first-class cultural relics. However, in the collection directory, it is written that there is a blue and white jar of Wanli characters, but the details are not clearly written.

If someone else turns it, it may be skimmed in a hurry. Yanyan was thoughtful, noticed this record, and then specially invited a local friend in Yantai to take a look at the field and confirm that the ornament on it was indeed Yu Chigong riding alone as the savior.

It's unbelievable. Whether it is Yao Lai or Lao Chaofeng, they are all veterans in the antique industry, Yao Ran, Liu Chengxuan, Ouyang Mumu and others are also the leaders of the younger generation. In order to find five cans, these top masters beat their heads and even gave their lives. But this "Wei Chi Gong rode the Savior alone" was placed in a small museum in a grand manner, and no one cared about it.

It can only be said that it is dark under the lamp. Everyone is misled by the blind spot of thinking, focusing on antiques, but forgetting that antiques are not only found in the rivers and lakes.

I was moved in my heart. It's easy to say, but it's not so easy to do. There are too many blue and white porcelain in the national collection, and the figure jar is not a particularly rare object, so it takes a lot of thought to confirm them one by one, and finally lock the Yantai Minshang Museum. Yanyan has really worked hard.

"Yanyan, thank you." I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

"Uh...... No thanks, as it should be. ”

The voice on the other side squirmed a little, and then immediately hung up. I sighed, smoke still running away. How to solve this matter, I also have a headache, and I feel that it is more difficult than the Fu Gong Account.

Don't think about it, let's get down to business first!

I didn't delay much and immediately informed that the medicine was not. The two of us immediately bought the latest train and headed for Yantai.

"You need to think ahead about what to do when we get there." Medicine didn't brace his cheeks and looked out the window at the receding trees and said to me.

I closed my eyes in my seat, and when I think about it, it's really tricky.

Our purpose is not the can, but the coordinates inside the can. But now people are in the collection of cultural relics, not to mention knocking on the coordinates to take them, and even unpacking the box and touching it with your hands, you have to report layer by layer. We are not old courtiers, we can't do the things of chickens and dogs, we can only follow the formal way, which is very restrictive.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if I ask the five veins to exert pressure and finally get this jar, how can I open it? Silversmith Yin, the only one who knows the art of "Flying Bridge Ascending to Immortals", is already crazy, and it is impossible for him to perform it again.

Heck, it's a lot of things to think about. I thought to myself, let's take it one step at a time. Anyway, it's always a good idea to get your hands on it first.

Yao didn't see the entanglement in my heart, and snorted coldly: "If you don't think it's okay, then use my method." ”

I know what he means, what else can a guy who studies business do? I hurriedly spoke: "This is not an antique shop, nor is it a business plan between you and Shen Yunchen, this is a museum, don't use your set here." ”

"It was better to do so." The medicine didn't spit out four words, turned his face away, and continued to look at the scenery outside the window. I saw that he was not interested in chatting, and he was happy to be quiet, and closed his eyes in his seat. I can't help but recall the scene when I went to Tianjin with the medicine, and I also took the train, and his brother was much more interesting than him.

Yao didn't suddenly look at it again: "Are you thinking, it's much more interesting to be in the same car with Yao?" ”

This guy ...... Is there a clairway eye? I quickly lowered my head, like a schoolboy who was caught by a teacher peeking at a villain book in class. Yao didn't squint at me for a while, changed his sitting position, and said meaningfully: "I'll tell you a story about medicine." ”

"Huh?" I was stunned, when did he have this kind of Yaxing?

"When I was in junior high school, a transfer student came to the school, a child of a senior cadre. This high-ranking cadre's son is very arrogant and domineering, and he doesn't even dare to care about the teacher. As a result, in less than half a semester, he was embarrassed to carry a punishment because of peeping at women taking a bath. Others don't know what's going on, but I know very well that all this is planned by medicine. He spent more than a month, risking being discovered, to dig a hole in the wall of the women's bathroom, and then deliberately chose to trick the high-ranking children to the wall when the headmistress was taking a shower, so that he was caught on the spot. 'People are caught in the hole', the evidence is conclusive, and the son of the senior cadre can only leave the school gloomily. ”

I heard this story with relish, otherwise the medicine would have been so demonic in junior high school.

"Do you know what's the scariest part of this?" The tone of the medicine was slightly raised, and his eyes were sharpened, "Except for me, no one knows that it was the medicine or did it." They couldn't have imagined that a little boy who was smiling all day long would plan such a ruthless game. Even I was able to deduce the truth only from the clues of his daily behavior. Otherwise, for a purpose, he carried out his actions so thoroughly, but at the same time, he hid his true thoughts so deeply. ”

I gasped.

Yao is not Dao: "Others are soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, but my younger brother is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and there is a layer of fog in the middle." No one can see what he's thinking—so you see what I mean? Be an enemy with him, don't have any illusions, don't take chances, don't try to guess what he thinks. In a sense, he is more difficult to deal with than the old courtier. ”

After saying that, he turned his head out of the window again, and hung me beside me, who was no longer sleepy.

After we arrived in Yantai, we didn't stop anywhere and went straight to the Yantai Minshang Museum.

The Yantai Minshang Museum is located in a rather distinctive old building, which is a southern Fujian Tianhou Temple. The mountain is heavy eaves, carved beams and painted buildings, covered with emerald blue glazed tiles, the southern Fujian style is strong, very exquisite. In order to bless the safety of the sea route, Fujian ship-gang businessmen built a series of Poseidon Niangniang Temples along the route. Now this is used as a museum, so it is called the Min Shang Museum.

The delicate stone carvings in front of the mountain gate and the main hall are a major feature here. Look at the commentary card, it is said that a brick and a stone are transported from Quanzhou in those years, between the beams, the birds, and the heavy eaves, there are nearly 100 reliefs of various colors, all of which have allusions. It's a pity that we have something on our minds and don't have time to appreciate it, so we bought two tickets and hurried into the temple.

You have to confirm the existence of the jar before you can figure it out. After all, it looks like it's all false from the list, and seeing is believing.

The museum is not big, there are few tourists, and the signage is careless. Nowadays, everyone is keen on the commodity economy, and it is not as good as tea eggs, and the big museums around the country are still depressed, not to mention this kind of small museum.

We took a turn, there are really a lot of exhibits inside, the most eye-catching is a Qin inlaid copper edict iron power, which is probably the treasure of the town hall. There are relatively few porcelain classifications, but there are more than a dozen pieces, mostly in the Qing Dynasty, like the Qianlong Dynasty's gold fetal painting enamel amphora, the Kangxi Dynasty's blue and white blossoming eight immortals, etc., as well as the Ming Dynasty's Jingdezhen kiln's tangled plum bottle, the Yuan Dynasty's Jun kiln's azure glaze rose purple spot bowl, the Song Dynasty's Jianyang kiln, the Yue kiln's also have so many pieces.

But only I didn't see the blue and white jar of Wanli years.

It's weird. Yanyan obviously asked a local friend to check it, and it was indeed still there. Why did this jar disappear as soon as we got here?

Wouldn't the old courtier take the lead again? Yao and I didn't look at each other, and we couldn't hide our worries. This time I came to Yantai, except for Huang Yanyan, only me and Yao didn't know, and it is said that there will be no mistakes in the secrecy work - but if the opponent is the old court, it is really difficult to say.

We hurriedly called the narrator and asked, it was a little girl, who knew nothing but the explanation. She was sweating profusely when we asked her, so she had to say that she was going to ask the leader. As a result, when I asked, the leader went on a business trip, and I don't know when I will come back.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came over with a kind attitude and asked us what was the matter. He is a standard Shandong man, his face is black and purple, his skin is wrinkled, and he looks like he has been exposed to the sun in the field all year round. Only the two round eyes are shining, revealing elegance.

He introduced himself as Liang Ji - the same name as the Han Dynasty general - is an expert in the Yantai Minshang Museum, I talked to him a few words, Liang Ji's eyes lit up, rubbed his big hands and said happily: "You are very expert." ”

Shandong people were originally enthusiastic, and they immediately became acquainted with each other. During the conversation, I learned that Liang Ji is in charge of field archaeology here, but recently the museum's funds are tight, and field operations have been suspended. He didn't have anything else to do, so he came to stay at the museum. He just saw us asking the little girl to explain the story, and found that we were not ordinary tourists, so he hurriedly came to greet us in person.

"Now there are not many people who want to come here to see it, and even fewer people who understand it. Even my team members are almost halfway away, and they can't keep people. Liang Ji wiped the lens with emotion, unable to suppress his enthusiasm, "Welcome to come, it's good, it's good!" It's a small museum, but it's a nice one. ”

This archaeological expert must have been lonely for too long, and it is rare to see two interested bosom friends, who are extremely enthusiastic. I chatted for a few words and took the opportunity to ask him: "I heard that there is a blue and white jar of the 'Wei Chigong riding the Savior alone' character from Wanli Year, but we haven't seen it." ”

"Yo, you two know this thing too?" Liang Ji was even happier, and pointed around, "You have also seen that the place in this temple is small, and the cultural relics cannot be opened, so we use the wheel release system and replace it regularly." Those who were taken down were sealed and put away in the storehouse. I know the blue and white jar you said, it happened to be replaced yesterday. ”

"Can we go to the storeroom?" I tentatively asked.

Liang Ji scratched his head in embarrassment and said that there are regulations in the museum that the stored cultural relics cannot be taken out. I saw that his tone was not very resolute, and pleaded: "We are all from other places, and it is impossible to stay in Yantai until the next exhibition, can you be accommodating?" ”

Liang Ji was a little in a dilemma, and said: "There are other good things in our museum, I can tell you about them for free, why do you have to ask for that blue and white jar?" "I insisted again and again, but Liang Ji is very principled, no matter how I say it, he will not let go, and he will resolutely refuse to violate the regulations.

I take retreat as advance, and I want to go. Liang Ji hurriedly grabbed it and said otherwise, I can rotate a batch of cultural relics in advance in the afternoon and release it from the library for exhibition, and you can see it.

This compromise was not our intention, but it was barely acceptable. So we found a place to have lunch and waited until the afternoon to go back to the museum. Liang Ji waited at the door early, gave us a warm point, and said that the cloth was ready.

We followed his fingers and looked at it, only to see that the blue and white figure jar of "Yu Chigong riding the Savior alone" was quietly standing in a large glass cabinet. This is a piece of porcelain with a wide open door, and I can be sure at a glance that it is from the same kiln as the other four pieces, and it is the same color, enamel, and opening piece. I took out the old photo of the Republic of China attached to the "Quantian Report" and compared it, and it was exactly the same.

"It's so beautiful......" I couldn't help but sigh.

Without any utilitarian purpose, it is such a rare work of art. The calm and unhurried graceful temperament, as well as the wonderful Su material glaze, make people can't help but feel infatuated.

Liang Ji also held his knees, leaned forward, and looked at it like a spoiled child, with a look of intoxication: "There are so many pieces of good porcelain in this museum, but my favorite is this, and I often can't get enough of it for half a day alone." ”

I put my head on the glass case, as close as I could. Seeing it so easily always gave me a sense that it wasn't quite real. The first three jars, we all went through a lot of hardship to get our hands on the secrets, and now the fourth one appeared in front of us so easily, it's really a little unaccustomed.

In fact, the antique industry is like this, everyone is looking for him thousands of times, but the person is in the dim light. Sometimes things aren't that complicated at all, it's much simpler than you think.

I tried to look as much as I could, trying to find the glazed capsule on it. It's a pity that the interval is still too far, and the glass is not very clean, which affects the observation effect. You have to pick it up and look at it, and touch the bump with your hand to distinguish the exact position. I put my hand on the cabinet and tried to grasp it, and now that the secret was so close to me, I wanted to smash the glass and hold it tightly.

With it, I have four coordinates and am in a good position to compete with the old pilgrimage.

"Where did you get this jar?" I asked.

Liang Ji said: "Oh, this is not an unearthed cultural relic, it was collected from the people when the museum was built in 1958, but unfortunately the donor's file has long been missing." This thing is not available to ordinary people, and I suspect that it was brought from the north by a large family who fled the war. ”

Twenty years after the Republic of China, the five cans were dispersed. The first four pieces fell into the hands of Yao, Zheng, Liu, and Ouyang respectively, and it is not surprising that the fifth jar ended up in Shandong.

I stared at the cabinet for a long time, my eyes fixed on the blue and white jar, but my mind was racing to calculate.

Dealing with museums is completely different from antique shops. Antique dealers are highly profitable, and as long as the price is right, anything can be discussed. Museums are public institutions, with their own set of rules and regulations, and the academic atmosphere is also heavy, and the bureaucratic atmosphere is also heavy. If you don't follow the rules, it's hard to get things done.

I didn't come to the medicine in a hurry, I only brought a letter of introduction from the Forbidden City, which Huang Kewu helped us get. But this letter of introduction is only an introduction, and has no management effect, as for how to "borrow" the jar, we have to figure out our own way.

Liang Ji didn't know what I was thinking, and he was still happily explaining to me. I asked him if the jar had ever been loaned to the Brother Museum for display, and Liang Ji flatly vetoed: "How is this possible, although this is not a treasure of the museum, but it is also of great archaeological and appreciation value, how can the museum let it go?" When we submitted the catalogue of the collection, we didn't dare to write it too clearly, because we were afraid that others would borrow it and not return it. ”

It's no wonder that the catalog of Yanyancha is vague, and it turns out that this thought is still hidden in it. I thought to myself, this is a problem, isn't it more difficult to take away this artifact so much here?

At this time, the medicine didn't walk over, pushed me away, and asked, "Can I buy this?" Liang Ji's face changed suddenly. I hurriedly said, "The medicine is not, why are you talking like that!" This is a national artifact, it is not allowed to be bought and sold, that is a crime. ”

The medicine is not quiet: "I just ask." ”

Liang Ji seemed to be greatly insulted, his face changed, and he pushed us out of the house: "I thought you were peers, but I didn't expect you to be antique dealers!" , get me out! I wanted to argue a few words, but Liang Ji didn't listen at all. He had big shoulders and a round waist, and he pushed and shoved the two of us with no effort. We were kicked out of the museum alive.

I stood on the street and whispered that the medicine was not, blaming him for being too abrupt. Knowing that Liang Ji is a person who loves the cause of cultural relics, why would he still say that kind of thing to stimulate him? The goodwill that I had built up with great difficulty was all gone. Yao Bu said: "He's just a researcher, not even a deputy curator, he can't be the master of this matter." ”

"Then why are you telling him this?"

"I'm not telling him." The medicine is not to stretch out the arm and point forward. I looked back and a Humpty Dumpty man came out of the museum, winked at us, and made a "follow me" gesture. We followed him to a secluded corner. Humpty Dumpty handed me a business card, and when I looked at it, it turned out that he was the curator here.

"I happened to hear the conversation between the two of you and Mr. Liang just now. Mr. Liang is a professional talent, he has not had much contact with the outside world, and his work attitude is a bit simple and rude, so I apologize for him. The curator said with a smile.

I didn't say anything to the medicine, and I knew that there must be something to follow. The curator said, "What did this gentleman ask just now...... Is it possible to buy it? ”

Medicine is not a nod.

"Our museum is a public welfare institution, not a stall market, and we will never allow the reselling of cultural relics." The curator pointed out solemnly, and then said, "Of course, we welcome the supervision of the whole society, strictly screen the collections, remove the chaff, and optimize the quality." ”

When he said this, we all understood. Museums can't buy and sell, but they don't say they can't deal with fakes. There is a curator in the middle of the operation, find an expert, issue an appraisal report that these cultural relics are fake, scrapped and eliminated according to fakes, and secretly flow into the hands of antique dealers, this money does not have to go through the museum's account - even if the higher authorities find out, just reply to the sentence "the appraisal is controversial" and it will be over, and there is no way to hold accountable, who has not yet identified the antiques?

Before I left, I specially asked Shen Yunchen, she is the most business-minded and knows how to deal with these cats. The small local museums are struggling to survive and have to make their own living. Reselling cultural relics in the museum's collection has become the only way to make money. The curator went into battle shirtless and colluded with the antique dealer himself, which is not a big deal at all.

I looked at the curator who was full of anticipation and sighed in my heart. I know that as long as the medicine is not priced at a price, the price does not need to be too high, and the curator will immediately start to operate and make the blue and white jar of "Wei Chigong Riding the Savior Alone" into a fake and hand it over to us. In order to get the real thing, it is really ironic to have to say that it is fake first.

Yao wasn't just about to speak, but I pulled his sleeve and said very seriously, "This can't work." "The medicine is not stunned, I don't understand why I stopped. I took the lead and said to the curator, "You're right, museums shouldn't allow cultural relics to be bought and sold, they should stay here." ”

The curator didn't expect me to say such a thing, and thought there was some deep meaning. I repeated it again categorically, and he looked at me as if he was a psychopath, and walked away with a gloomy face. The curator didn't worry about us reporting him, he just said something that didn't leak a drop and couldn't fault anything. Written as a transcript, it is completely official.

After the curator left, Yao didn't look at me, and his face was not very good: "You'd better have an explanation." I exhaled: "I said it, stealing artifacts from museums is a crime." ”

Yao is not a little annoyed: "We are buying waste from the museum, even if something happens, it is the negligence of the expert and the curator, and it has nothing to do with us." I replied, "The law may be circumvented, but conscience can't." If we play such a trick to deceive the blue and white jar, what is the difference between it and the old court? How can we be embarrassed to oppose him? ”

It's really not that I suddenly became a moralist or a virgin, it's just my insistence, and it's also the insistence of the Xu family. I believe that my grandfather and my father would not have used such dirty means to obtain cultural relics here. A person must act in accordance with his own heart, otherwise these things are meaningless.

"If you can't get the coordinates inside, you won't have a chance to oppose him." Medicine is not a reminder.

"I'll find another way to deal with the coordinates, but I must not steal it from the curator."

"You emotional idiot."

Yao didn't scold mercilessly, but he didn't continue to persuade. As soon as he saw the look in my eyes, he knew that I was very serious about it, so serious that even he didn't dare to fight the idea again. I glanced at him: "Don't you plan to secretly trade from me and create a fait accompli. ”

Yao didn't snort coldly and turned his face away. After joining forces for so long, I can almost guess what his thoughts are.

That's all for today. The two of us went back to the hotel to discuss what to do next. My idea is to ask Huang Kewu to come forward and ask the Forbidden City or the National Museum to issue an official secondment letter to transfer this blue and white jar to Beijing. The Chinese Antiquarian Society is very interested in Yin's craftsmanship, and asks a few experts to study it, and with the help of modern science, they may be able to put forward the coordinates inside without damaging the jar, and everyone is happy.

There are too many uncertainties, but there is no particularly good way to do it at the moment. Yao didn't comment on this, saying that whatever I am, he's still sulking.

I was thinking about how to talk to Huang Kewu when suddenly there was a banging on the door and a heavy knock on the door. As soon as I opened the door, Liang Ji suddenly rushed in, grabbed me by the collar, and yelled angrily, "How dare you do such a thing? ”

I was pulled by this big man, and my legs almost fell off the ground. I inexplicably asked him what was wrong. Liang Ji said angrily: "You antique dealers, you came here to steal things, and asked me what's wrong?" ”

Yao didn't come over and let him go: "We just asked casually, why did it become stealing?" Do you know that you are legally responsible for what you say? Liang Ji put me on the ground and said menacingly: "You didn't see our curator when you went out?" ”

"See."

"Didn't he tell you that the whole society is welcome to supervise and strictly screen?"

"Got it."

"Then you still say that you are not a thief!" Liang Ji was furious, "That old turtle grandson relied on this set of rhetoric to secretly sell how many things in the museum!" ”

Yao Fei said coldly: "Originally, we wanted to buy it, but unfortunately this person who wanted to be a saint didn't agree, so we came back in disgrace." ”

"Fart! He signed the clearance slip again today, and it was clear that he was going to steal something again, wasn't it for you?! ”

Yao and I didn't look at each other, and a wave of doubts rose in my heart at the same time, and I quickly asked Liang Ji what was going on. Liang Ji saw that our expressions did not seem to be fake, and slowly calmed down. He took two steps back, sat down in his chair, and began to speak.

Liang Ji said that he had long found out that the curator was secretly selling cultural relics, first with some small pieces, and then even some large pieces dared to sell. The method is exactly the same as I guessed, first sign the clearance list, and then batch the things as fakes or damages, and scrap them. Liang Ji was very distressed, but he couldn't help it. When the curator sells something, he will use it to pay the museum's salary. The people in the whole hall have benefited, and they all cooperate openly and secretly, even if Liang Ji is dissatisfied, he has no choice.

"Just before I got off work, I finished counting the exhibits, and when I saw that the curator asked the warehouse to open the inventory strip, I knew that something was going to suffer again. As soon as I thought about it, you were the only ones who came to ask about the Wanli character blue and white jar today, so I came to settle accounts with you - you really didn't plan to buy it? ”

"It's a crime, and I'm not going to be a part of it." I explained, looking at the medicine is not. The medicine is not the fastest to react: "It seems that someone else has come to the door." ”

"Old courtier?" I can't think of any other contender.

Yao didn't have a flash in his eyes: "It shouldn't be a leak of action, but someone followed us here, so the time for him to collude with the curator was half a beat slower than ours." I could see what he meant. We had the advantage of time, but because I insisted that we couldn't sin, we gave up the opportunity and let the latecomers take over. The old court, who worships those people, does not have this kind of moral burden, and can unequivocally buy off the curator.

The two of us were talking, when the door "snapped", and when I looked up, Liang Ji was actually gone.

I asked him to work with us. Unexpectedly, as soon as he realized that it had nothing to do with us, he turned around and left. This person's temper is really impatient. I poked my head out of the door, and the people had long since disappeared, and I couldn't come back when I shouted.

The next morning, we arrived at the entrance of the museum early in the morning and waited for the door to open. But when it was time to open, the gate was still closed, and only shouting seemed to be heard in the courtyard, as if something had happened. Even the police hurried to the door, and the small door of the ticket office next to it opened to let them in.

We also wanted to follow in, but the ticket inspector wouldn't let us. I showed a letter of introduction to the Forbidden City and said with a serious face that we came from Beijing. The child who checked the ticket didn't know that this letter of introduction had no effect, and when he heard that the Forbidden City, Beijing, and the official seal were stamped, he felt that it was so big, how could he dare to stop it.

We followed the sound through the mountain gate and walked to the front of the main hall. At this time, there were already a dozen or so people gathered there, all dressed as museum employees, and the curator stood at the front with an annoyed expression.

At the entrance of the main hall, Liang Ji held high the blue and white jar of "Yu Chi Gong riding the savior alone", like an overlord holding a crown, stepping on the white jade steps, his eyes were red and staring at the people below the steps. The curator shouted angrily: "Lao Liang, come down quickly, don't make trouble!" ”

Liang Ji lifted the jar, and the audience was frightened. He shouted, "You have all seen it! It's the real thing, it's the real deal! No blemishes! Not a scrap! The curator said: "No one said that this is not genuine, you come down, come down!" Liang Ji roared: "Since it's true, why did you steal things and sell them?" ”

The curator was taken aback, although everyone in the museum knew about it, but the nature of saying it publicly was very different. He laughed angrily and said, "Lao Liang, are you crazy? What a bastard thing this is about! Liang Ji refused to keep his mouth shut, counting the things that the curator secretly sold, and remembered them one by one.

We can probably guess what was going on on the scene. The curator came early in the morning to get the goods, but Liang Ji took the lead and entered the exhibition hall first, controlled the blue and white jars in his hands, and made trouble publicly, so that he could disrupt the business. This archaeological captain is probably depressed to the extreme, and this time he took the opportunity to vent it all.

It's strange how he reacted so violently. I looked at Liang Ji's expression, full of despair and disillusionment, as if he had suffered a major blow. He is in a hurry, but he was in a good mood yesterday, why did he collapse to such an extent today?

The two policemen exchanged glances and silently circled to the sides, intending to use force to flank them. Liang Ji didn't realize it, and continued to shout at the pavilion. The curator continued to do his work, Wen Yan was relieved, but Liang Ji was unmoved, and asked the curator to make a note, promising never to return any cultural relics. The curator said, "You come down and put your things down, and let's talk slowly." Liang Ji said: "You sign it first, and then I will put down the things." "The two sides are at an impasse.

Looking at Liang Ji's hoarse voice in front of the hall, I suddenly felt a little sympathy for this archaeological captain. He devoted himself to field archaeology and museums, but he was embarrassed by reality and had nowhere to pursue his ambition. In the face of the lawlessness of his leaders and the indifference of his colleagues, he has no anger, but he has no alliance and no ability, so he can only express his dissatisfaction in the most extreme way. A small person's struggle against reality is tragic and desperate.

Regardless of how this is resolved, his career may be over.

There is nothing we can do about it, we can only wait and see. The police were now in their best position, and the curator continued to speak at length to attract his attention. Liang Ji's mental state was extremely excited, and he didn't notice the state of the police at all, so he focused all his firepower on the curator.

said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and two policemen rushed over from both sides at the same time, one hugging his legs and the other clamping his chest, and threw Liang Ji to the ground. Liang Ji was caught off guard, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the blue and white jar suddenly rolled down. The curator was so frightened that he reached out to take it, but he reacted a step too late, and the jar slid past his fingers, only to hear a clatter, and shattered on the bluestone steps.

At this moment, even the curator, Liang Ji, the police, the museum staff, and me and Yao, who were watching coldly, were all stunned. At this moment, the museum seemed to have been cast a time-stopping magic, freezing everyone's movements.

This treasure was broken like this?

Yao and I didn't run over in three steps and two steps, but we only had time to see the broken porcelain slag on the ground. This time is not as lucky as the "three visits to the thatched house", the main hall platform is more than three meters high from the ground, a porcelain jar fell down heavily, it must be a dead body, it is impossible to have a large porcelain piece for you to pick up. The coordinates in it are naturally broken, even if the real immortals come, they can't fight back.

I shook my head, feeling like I was in a dream, not real at all. This "Wei Chi Gong rode the Savior" canister alone, appeared in front of me lightly, and then left lightly. I crossed paths a little bit in a flash, and then ...... It was so completely gone, irretrievable.

A deafening cry came from Liang Ji in the distance, the curator's angry scolding, the police's reprimand, and the staff's discussions, constituting the annotation of this small tragedy.

It's all like an absurd novel. If it weren't for our intervention, maybe the blue and white jar would have stayed in the museum forever; If the curator hadn't been in such a hurry to complete this business, Liang Ji would not have chosen such a fierce way of resistance; If the old pilgrim offers a day later, there may be room for things to turn around. Our persistence, the temptation of the old court, the greed of the curator, the tragedy and resistance of Liang Ji, all kinds of causes and effects, finally turned into a tragic ending where no one was a winner.

I stood stunned, overwhelmed. Yao didn't suddenly grab my arm and say that he had just seen a figure leaving the main entrance of the museum. Thinking that it was the person sent by the old court to contact the curator, he immediately left when he saw that the jar was broken. I hurriedly put away my chaotic thoughts and hurriedly chased out the door with the medicine. Unfortunately, this is directly opposite a lively street, and we rushed to the door to take a look, and there was a lot of traffic ahead, and the pedestrians were bustling, and the person had long since disappeared in the crowd.

Now, even if you turn back and ask the curator, there is no point. We had to go back to the hotel in despair, instead of going to the front desk to book a train ticket for the return journey, I went straight back to my room and lay down on the bed, feeling very depressed.

This trip to Yantai was really a failure. We missed the fourth jar and watched it be destroyed. The five coordinates of the Fugong were lost forever. I don't know what impact the loss of this coordinate will have on the search for the Fugong, and I have to consult Dai Haiyan to make it. But it had a psychological impact on me, and it was a bit big.

This blue and white jar survived the war of the Ming Dynasty, the turbulent times of the Republic of China, and the "breaking of the four olds" and "**", but it was destroyed in the commodity economy and society of the country's peace and security, and was destroyed in a small dispute in a small local museum. The wind and waves all came over, but the boat capsized in a small gutter.

I remember that there is a story about a general who galloped across the battlefield, went through a hundred battles, fought bloodily, passed by the ghost gate countless times, and finally returned to the dynasty in victory. He returned to his mansion with all his glory, and on the way he caught up with two ruffians fighting, when a brick flew by, hitting the temple, and the general fell to the ground. Zen Buddhism uses this to express the suffering of the impermanence of the world, and now that I think about it, it is really a bit similar to what happened to this jar.

Whether it's an antique, or an antique, isn't it just a part of this world?

On the bright side, the people sent by the old court didn't get anything. That's the only thing to be relieved about.

I was lying in bed thinking about it, when suddenly my big brother rang out.

This big brother came to me with medicine. When I first went to Weihui, the medicine was not required to cut off all contacts, so I left it at home and took it back with me after returning to Beijing. At this moment, I guess it was Yanyan who called to inquire about the progress, and quickly picked up the phone.

A familiar old voice came from the other side, and my whole body instantly fell into an ice cave.

"Xiao Xu, you've been busy enough lately."

Old pilgrimage! He finally couldn't sit still!

His voice was still so calm and affectionate, as if nothing had happened. I winked at him, signaled to be quiet, and quietly pressed the amplification button. The medicine did not react quickly, and he immediately remained motionless and remained completely silent.

"Old Chaofeng, it's you." I deliberately said the name. The medicine was not actually him, and two sharp mans flashed behind the lens.

The old courtier said: "I have to admit that I underestimated you. I originally thought you were still the stunned young man when you were in "Qingming Riverside Picture", but I didn't expect to grow to this point. A small mistake by his subordinates actually made you drill such a big hole, and I am very passive now. ”

It is more comfortable to have an old enemy say such a thing than a hundred times of praise. I smiled slightly: "Thanks to your daily teachings, I can apply what I have learned." ”

"Forget it, I won't mention the past. We have to look forward, don't we? "The old courtier is also quite indifferent.

I didn't follow his rhythm: "Don't go around in circles, what do you want to do when you call?" ”

Lao Chaofeng smiled: "I want to talk to you about cooperation." ”

"Excuse me, we are enemies, either you die or I live." I did not hesitate to refuse.

"Okay, I'll change the word, how about we talk about a deal?"

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you." I refused. Didn't the medicine say that you can't ask for anything that is delivered to your door. The old courtier wants to make a deal with me, there must be a big conspiracy behind it, and he will never let the enemy get his wish. Lao Chaofeng had already expected my attitude, and he said lightly: "Xiao Xu, you better listen to it, otherwise Miss Kido will not be happy." ”

"What did you say?" I was so shocked that I almost didn't hold my phone.

Kana Kido's whining suddenly came from the microphone, and she seemed to be very frightened. Then it was replaced by the voice of the old courtier: "We can continue to talk, right?" I roared angrily, "You despicable villain! Grievances between us, don't involve innocent people in. ”

The old courtier didn't speak, and seemed to be waiting for my response in no hurry. When it came to the life and death of Miss Kido, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and say, "Okay, let's talk!" You said! ”

The old court said: "My transaction is about the five blue and white character jars. ”

As soon as my heart moved, "Wei Chigong rode the Savior alone" had just been broken, and he called him, and there must have been something involved before and after.

"I think you should know by now, too. When Xu Xin returned to China, he sank the Fugong, and then hid the coordinates of the stars in five blue and white character jars. Now that 'Yu Chi Gong rode the Savior alone' has been destroyed, it is really regrettable. You and I are all incomplete in our hands, so you might as well communicate with each other. ”

This proposal of the old courtier is a bit interesting.

I thought it through. At present, what I have in my hands are the three sentences of "Xiliuying", "Guiguzi" and "Sangu Thatched House". The old court was in his hands, but he didn't know how much he had gotten. But since he offered to exchange, it means that I have at least one coordinate that he does not know.

But I didn't rush to speak, waiting for his next step.

He continued: "I have always told you the truth. Now in my hands, in addition to the 'Xiliuying' and 'Guiguzi', there is also the old Zheng family's 'West Chamber', which is thanks to Professor Zheng. ”

"Professor Cheng ......"

"Yes, you also know the story of the medicine coming and going to Changchun back then. In fact, the 'Legend of the West Chamber' was not missing, it was hidden somewhere by Zheng Anguo, and only he and his son knew where to go. Thanks to Professor Zheng's good memory, he has never forgotten it for so many years and dedicated it to me. ”

Hearing what the old courteer said, I understood. It turned out that Professor Zheng had known the whereabouts of "The Legend of the West Chamber" since he was a child, but he didn't tell anyone, not even the medicine. It wasn't until he took refuge in the old court that he confided - how crazy is this old Zheng family?! His father gave up life-saving food for a piece of porcelain, he was a ten-year-old child, his parents were starving to death, he was dying, and he actually hid a secret and refused to tell. Even if he was rescued by medicine and brought back to Beijing, he didn't say a word, and just endured it for decades.

The madness and stubbornness in the Zheng family's genes are truly breathtaking.

But in this story, there is a big problem.

"Without Yin's 'Flying Bridge Dengxian', how can you open that jar?" I asked.

Lao Chaofeng smiled: "Because that jar has never been repaired." ”

"What?"

"The five blue and white figure jars were opened as early as the 20th year of the Republic of China, and then four were repaired. Only the jar of "The Legend of the West Chamber" did not have time to be repaired. ”

I knew he didn't have to lie. Since there is a way to open the can, there is naturally a way to make up for it. It's just that it takes a lot of time to make up, and he only had time to make up four before he disappeared, which is not bizarre. I believe that Lao Chaofeng must have more information about the incident in Qingfeng Tower. But if you ask him at this time, he will definitely not answer. Suppressing my curiosity, I listened as he continued:

"In short, the 'Legend of the West Chamber' is now in my hands, and it is the only one in the world."

I ridiculed each other: "'Three visits to the thatched house' is in my hands, and it is also the only one in the world." Lao Chaofeng smiled and said, "So, we might as well communicate with each other." ”

I can probably understand why he called. I and the old courtier each have three cans, one of which is not owned by the other party, I lack the "West Chamber", he lacks the "Three Visits to the Thatched House". If either side gets the "Wei Chi Gong Riding Savior" again, it will have the initiative. But this jar was unexpectedly unlucky, and neither side could get it. Now the coordinates in our hands are incomplete, and if the two of us don't get together, no one will try to figure out the sinking location of the Fugong.

This world is more than impermanent, it is simply ironic!

No wonder the old Chao Feng immediately called me to make a deal with my big enemy, he had no choice.

He doesn't, but I have a choice.

I sneered: "I'm not in a hurry about the coordinates. I'm not in a hurry to fish out the Fugong number, as long as you can't catch it. ”

Lao Chaofeng seems to have a good idea of this: "Hehe, Xiao Xu, you still underestimate modern ocean survey technology. I'll tell you the truth, with Japan's current technological prowess, as long as you lock down the general area, you will definitely be able to find the location of the wreck, it just takes a lot of time. Now you exchange coordinates with me, and I can save some trouble; As for you, you can fight to be at the same starting line as me. Let's each hold four coordinates, compete fairly, and each of us will rely on our ability to fish - if we drag it out like this, it will only be more and more unfavorable to you. ”

I was silent. He was really an old fox, and he smashed every word in the key place, forcing me to follow the path he had drawn.

"How do I know if the coordinates you gave me are true or false?" I asked.

"These five coordinates are related to each other. If one of the coordinates is false, it will not match the tenon with the others. There must be someone around you who knows how to pull the stars. When exchanging, just let these professionals verify it. ”

The old courtier was almost about to convince me, I suddenly felt that there was movement on the other side, and when I looked up slightly, I saw that Yao Fei was holding a blank piece of paper, on which there were four words he hurriedly wrote: "Sangu Thatched House", and a big question mark was added next to it.

After a little thought, I knew what his intentions were, so I spoke into the phone and asked, "Since the 'Three Visits to the Thatched House' is also useful to you, why did you destroy it in Hangzhou in the first place?" ”

I had this question for a long time. The old court is desperately collecting coordinates, and every blue and white jar is very important. But his posture in Hangzhou can really be called deliberate, it is Brother Zeng who arranges the furniture mechanism, and Professor Zheng buys the child, and it seems that he will not give up if he does not smash the porcelain jar.

Lao Chaofeng laughed: "Let me ask you, such a big jar fell to the ground and shattered into hundreds of pieces, and the part that happened to hide the coordinates was broken into a whole piece, don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?" ”

I was stunned.

That's right, a jar is broken, how can it be so coincidental, the coordinates are broken into pieces, no more, no less. I thought it was a coincidence, but I didn't think it was going deeper.

"Xiao Xu, you are a good professional in gold and stone, but you still know too little about porcelain." The old courtier said earnestly, "You haven't noticed the opening pattern of the blue and white jar, have you?" ”

Lao Chaofeng is right, I really only pay attention to the decoration of those blue and white jars, looking for glazed capsules, and I really haven't paid attention to the shape of the glaze opening.

The opening piece is the crack of the glaze cracking when firing porcelain, which was originally a technical defect, but later became a part of the charm of porcelain, and was also subdivided into such as reticulated pattern, plum blossom pattern, snake pattern, crab claw pattern, 100 garbage and so on. Later generations fired porcelain, and sometimes deliberately fired open pieces. I've always felt that this is only for appreciation, so I haven't paid much attention to it, and I haven't studied it seriously.

After being reminded by the old court, I hurriedly turned out the old set of photos of Kana Kido and looked at it carefully. On the Sangu thatched cottage jar, the glaze is caviar-shaped, but there is an inconspicuous fine seam around Zhuge Liang's arm, which happens to circle around the sleeves, and the shape of the enclosure happens to be the shape of the fragment that the medicine is not picked up.

I remembered that "Xuanci Chengjian" clearly mentioned this phenomenon, but unfortunately I just hastily turned over this paragraph. It is said in the book that the natural opening of the piece, floating on the glaze, not as good as the fetal bone, looming. If the film is deliberately opened, it will go deep into the porcelain fetus with clear edges.

The opening pattern of the "Sangu Thatched House" jar is clear and clear, and it is obviously intentional by someone.

This technique of opening the piece deep into the tire can control the direction and shape of the opening piece, and an extra layer of glaze will be applied to the outside. When the porcelain is broken, it acts like tempered glass, allowing the jar to shatter in the direction of the opening, retaining the whole piece of a particular shape. "Xuanci Chengjian" calls this technique "falling clouds", and people with a high level can ensure that which part of the porcelain surface they want to keep can make which piece will not break.

In retrospect, in a church in Shaoxing, silversmith Yin once said when he looked at the edge of the fragment: "It doesn't look like it was thrown out, it's more like it was cut out." "I should have noticed!

Lao Chaofeng said with a little regret: "Originally, I wanted to create an accident, break it, and then retrieve the pieces unnoticed. Unexpectedly, after preparing for a long time, I made you a wedding dress. ”

"It's probably providence." I said coldly.

The old Chaofeng said: "Okay, three days later, at ten o'clock in the evening, see you in the old place of Beijing, I will wait for you." ”

He didn't wait for my consent and hung up.

I put Big Brother down and looked at the medicine no. He listened to the whole thing, but he didn't rush to give his opinion, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the counter, as if contemplating the unexpected change.

"The decree declares that I have to save Miss Kido no matter what." I'll start by making my attitude clear. With the ruthlessness of the medicine, maybe he will sacrifice Kana Kido very simply, which is unacceptable.

Yao didn't smile like a smile: "I remember that you once had a marriage contract with her?" I quickly argued, "It has nothing to do with that." Miss Kido is kind to our Xu family, and this time she has come to China to report important information. I can't sit idly by. ”

Yao didn't intend to dwell on this topic: "From my feelings, the deal proposed by Lao Chaofeng this time seems to be very fair. We each got four coordinates, and it was good to salvage them with our ability. ”

"But what if he lies?"

Yao Fei shook his head: "Old Chaofeng shouldn't be lying." ”

"How do you know?"

"It's just a simple logical deduction. If he has a particularly bad or good hand, he will not exchange with us. The principle of game science is that everyone achieves a Nash equilibrium between weakening their opponents and strengthening themselves. If you have four coordinates in hand, will you negotiate an exchange with an opponent who has three coordinates? ”

I shook my head, of course not, it's obvious. Dai Haiyan said that mastering at least four coordinates is a prerequisite for going out to sea. If I have already met this condition myself, why should I help the enemy cross the threshold?

Yao didn't continue: "After the 'Wei Chi Gong Riding Savior' was destroyed, he took the initiative to call and ask for a deal, indicating that his pressure was greater than ours. You think, the vitality of Xiliuying and Guiguzi has been greatly damaged, and the police have launched several rounds of crackdowns along this chain, and the five veins have also begun to carry out investigation and rectification. He desperately needs a win to salvage his losses and restore the morale of the organization. Perhaps the Japanese side is also putting pressure on him, after all, the maintenance of an expedition to salvage the sunken ship is very expensive, and it is impossible to wait indefinitely. ”

"So you mean, agree to the deal?"

Yao didn't raise a finger and look calm: "Do you remember what I told you when we first met?" Never trust leads that come to your door. ”

Once again, I came to the old house by the Tonghui River. The old house has not changed much, and there are still two squatting tiger stone piers at the door, and the entanglement patterns on the lintel are still clear. But because it was already ten o'clock in the evening, the half of the locust tree in the yard looked much more hideous than during the day, like a fairy.

I stepped into the courtyard alone, and there were already people waiting inside. There was a familiar figure standing under the tree, with his hair and eyebrows shaved, but his pale face was difficult to recognize. I couldn't help but sigh: "You still dare to show up now?" ”

Liu Chengqian glared at me viciously, and his eyes stabbed at my chest like a sharp sword, as if to stir my heart to pieces. He lowered his voice and said, "I will definitely burn you into porcelain with my own hands, definitely!" ”

This guy lost everything by me, and even shaved his hair and eyebrows in order to avoid being wanted by the police. The original elegant appearance is gone, and even that style of speaking has changed.

Now the person who hates me the most in the whole country is probably him.

I didn't bother to talk to him about my tongue, and got straight to the point: "I'm here as promised now, what about the old courtier?" Liu Chengqian pulled out a snowy dagger from his waist and licked his tongue: "Clean you up, it's enough to have me." He approached me with a sinister smile.

An old voice suddenly came out of the back room: "Cheng Xuan, don't mess around." ”

Liu Chengqian stopped, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he forcibly suppressed his anger. I looked into the darkness over there, and an old man and a woman walked slowly.

Kana Kido looked panicked, her hair was disheveled, and her hands were tied behind her back. And standing behind her was actually Professor Zheng.

I'm a little disappointed, but not too disappointed. It is unrealistic to expect the old court to appear at this time. He sent Liu Chengqian and Professor Zheng to represent me, which made me somewhat relieved. If it's medicine, I don't know what to do.

Professor Zheng looked at me deeply: "Xiao Xu, I saw you in Yantai, but unfortunately I didn't have time to say hello." ”

It dawned on me. The person sent to Yantai by the old dynasty was actually Professor Zheng! No wonder the curator agreed to the deal so happily, no wonder Liang Ji resisted so desperately. Professor Zheng is also a celebrity in the archaeological circle, and his appearance is very different from others. Liang Ji is still his student, and when he sees his respected teacher secretly doing such a dirty thing, he will inevitably have an emotional breakdown.

Professor Zheng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw me sneering. His eyes dodged slightly, and he muttered that the management of the museum was chaotic, and it was a waste of good things to put it away. His ability to make excuses for himself has been seen by me as early as in the Tangwang Temple.

"Professor Zheng, you actually dedicated the 'West Chamber' jar to the old court, is he your father?" I sarcastically said.

Professor Zheng didn't feel guilty at all, and his chest straightened: "If my father were alive, he would make the same choice." Sacrificing a piece of Wanli Sumaterial blue and white can be exchanged for ten pieces of firewood. That's a firewood kiln! How many porcelain people dream of firewood! Even if I exchange my life, I am willing. ”

Liu Chengqian said impatiently: "Okay, okay, the porcelain class is here." Hurry up and swap it. ”

I waved my hand: "I'm here now, and she has no point as a hostage." You let her go first, and the deal will begin. ”

Professor Zheng didn't play tricks and untied the rope for Kana Kido. She leaned forward, stumbling, and nearly fell. Seeing this, I took two quick steps and held Kana Kido up. She looked up and saw that it was me, buried her head in my chest, and cried loudly. She has lived a pampered life since she was a child, and she has never been so frightened. I was full of guilt and said, "I'm so sorry for bothering you, it's okay now, it's okay......" Kana Kido cried for a while before she stopped sobbing.

"Did they abuse you? Are there any injuries? I asked with concern. Kana Kido shook her head and said no. I whispered to her, "Get out of here, there's someone outside." She knew this was not the time to speak, and gave me a worried look, and I said it was okay.

Kana Kido quickly left the courtyard and disappeared into the night.

I made sure she was out of danger before I spoke, "How do you want to trade?" ”

We don't have trust in each other, and we have to have a process that is reassuring to both parties. Liu Cheng looked at me fiercely, if it wasn't for Professor Zheng, he might have directly killed me and searched the body.

Professor Zheng said: "Zhang Song presents pictures. ”

Zhang Song's offering of pictures is an ancient way of trading antiques, which is generally used for the exchange of information between the two sides of unequal strength. Unlike antiques or money, where the value and the object itself are fixed, the value of information may be lost at a glance. For example, if I have a treasure map, and you give it a hundred taels of silver in exchange, if I give it to you first, you will remember it all at a glance, and then you will regret not trading. You're better than me, and I can't get my money back if I want to, and I'm gone.

Zhang Song's picture is set up for this situation, so that the weak can pick first, in order to feel at ease. The strong do not lose, because they are strong, and they are not afraid of the weak repentance. To put it bluntly, it is to balance the bearing capacity of both parties to break the contract by favoring the weak.

Specific to this transaction, they first gave me the coordinates of the "West Chamber", and after I verified that it was correct, I gave them the "Three Visits to the Thatched House". Following this process, even if they give me a fake one, I am not afraid, because my coordinates have not been given to them yet. They don't have to worry about me giving them fakes, because they have the advantage in this courtyard, and even if they find out that they are fake, they will ask me again.

I nodded with satisfaction, Professor Zheng's arrangement can be regarded as sincere. This way of trading seems simple, but it also puts a lot of thought into it.

Professor Zheng took out a note from his bosom and handed it to me. I opened it and saw that there was a sentence written on it: "Look at the lion star in the west and a half." "I couldn't read it, but the style was the same as the three copies I had in my hand.

I glanced at him, took two steps back, and picked up the Big Brother dial. Liu Chengqian stood quietly behind me, and as long as I tried to run, he would not hesitate to strike.

On the other side of the phone, Dai Haiyan had been waiting for a long time. She has already made an appointment with a maritime computer at Fudan University and can quickly verify its accuracy. She listened to me and crackled and began to type on the keyboard. The whole calculation took no more than five minutes, and soon she told me that the truth of this coordinate was more than 80%.

I thought she would tell me yes or no, but I didn't expect her to quote a percentage.

Dai Haiyan said: "I can only be sure that this coordinate does not contradict the three coordinates that are currently known, and I can't judge whether it is true or not." I said, "Then can you confirm whether that location is near the Sino-Japanese route in the Ming Dynasty?" ”

The Sino-Japanese route in the Ming Dynasty was from Nagasaki to Macao and Fujian, and Dai Haiyan was busy for a while, and yes, he was indeed on this route. I said okay, that's enough. So he nodded to Professor Zheng and said that he had received it.

"Now it's your turn."

I pulled out a pen and notebook, tore off one, and wrote down a few strokes. Professor Zheng took it, picked up a big brother as well, and walked to the other corner while whispering. Liu Chengqian stared at me fiercely, licking his lips, like a Tibetan mastiff with bright green eyes, ready to break free from the rope and pounce on me.

"Why did you follow the old court?" I asked suddenly. Liu Chengqian was stunned, he didn't expect me to dare to take the initiative to talk to him. I smiled and said, "Anyway, Professor Zheng's verification will have to wait for a while, and you can't do it to me, why don't you talk about it?" ”

Liu Chengqian snorted and turned his face away. I took the initiative to lean over and said with a smile: "After the public-private partnership of Mo Wenzhai, your Liu family will go south, and this has nothing to do with the circle of antiques." My parents have already cut off their thoughts, so why do you bother to get involved? ”

"What the hell is going on with you?!" He slammed the dagger.

"Let's gossip. I heard that you didn't like to go out to play when you were a child, so you stayed at home and honed your skills of appreciating antiquities? Tsk, with such good conditions, why don't you take the right path? ”

Liu Chengqian was furious, and stabbed him with a knife: "You haven't had albinism, how can you know my pain?" He was so angry that he couldn't even get on the head, and I gently dodged and continued: "Don't blame the circumstances for what happened to you, no one can force you to choose, except yourself. ”

"I don't have a choice!" Liu Chengqian stabbed again viciously. I knew it had stung his weakness. One can imagine what kind of pressure a teenager with albinism will encounter at home, school and society. I am afraid that this is the reason why he has become so cruel and extreme. Liu Chengqian is so desperate for the old court, probably because the old court gave him something that normal society can't give!

"Do you think that only here can you find your own value? Burning people into porcelain, do you feel that your heart is recognized? I chattered, Liu Chengqian became more and more annoyed, and the knife swung faster and faster. Fortunately, his wrist shook violently because of his anger, and I stepped back step by step, barely able to dodge the attack. The yard was very small, and the two of us could only chase after me around the big locust tree.

"You know what? This locust tree was hacked to death by thunder, which can arouse resentment the most. The lives of those people on you are now hanging from the trees, looking down at you. I shouted.

Liu Chengqian didn't believe it at all, but he still subconsciously glanced up. People who have ghosts in their hearts will always have inexplicable fears. I took the opportunity to run a few steps away and counted loudly: "Look, this is your girlfriend, that is your assistant, the fat man hanging on the tip of the treetops, is your partner?" See your eyes rolling? They all want to drag you into the kiln to burn......"

I don't know if Liu Chengqian didn't believe it at all, or in order to hide the panic in his heart, he yelled and threw the dagger at me. I turned my head, and the blade of the knife was piercing into the trunk of the locust tree.

"Cheng Xuan, stop!"

At this time, Professor Zheng came back and saw Liu Chengqian swinging a knife, so he hurriedly shouted to stop. Liu Chengqian didn't hear it, and still rushed towards me. Professor Zheng grabbed him by the arm, and barely held down this crazy guy. I leaned my back against the locust tree, panting slightly, if Professor Zheng came back later, maybe I would really be hanging here.

Liu Chengqian deliberately turned his back to the locust tree, his back arched, and he seemed to be trembling slightly. Professor Zheng frowned, not knowing what I had done to him. However, he didn't ask for details, so he got down to business first: "It's verified, and there is no problem with the coordinates you gave." ”

"Good, so we're on the same starting line." I said calmly, "Good night to both of you, and we'll see each other again soon." With that, I bowed lightly and walked out of the courtyard.

Professor Zheng didn't stop me, the deal was over, and now even if they attacked me and killed me, it wouldn't make any sense.

Liu Chengqian gasped softly and glared at me, but did not rush again.