Grandpa's underground treasure trove contains authentic works from various dynasties, as well as some of today's valuable carved artworks.

Among them, there are various ornaments made of gold and silver, jade jewelry, calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, and antique utensils......

If you really want to talk about it in detail, everything has a story and a story... Spin...

Grandpa's life can be regarded as a family wealth, but he has only stayed with his grandmother all his life, and his only hobby in his life is: collecting Ou.

Xiao Jinghuan has come to this place more than once, and there are some treasures in it, with her unforgettable memory, it is naturally familiar.

The so-called seeing a lot is not strange.

She doesn't take any of these things seriously, and is only interested in the things of one place.

After browsing it again, I found that there seemed to be a few more treasures in it, but that's just the thing.

At last, she stood in front of a famous picture, smiled thiefly, poked at the back of the painting, and said:

"Grandpa, I want to see the treasure hidden in your safe......"

The treasures of this treasure house are carefully displayed, and every once in a while, grandpa will bring someone in to clean up and tidy up, so each piece is well maintained. However, there are only the things in the safe, and grandpa never shows them to others, and he has always taken care of them himself.

It's mysterious.

"There's nothing good in here."

Grandpa didn't want to, and turned his head around.

"Whether it's a good thing or not, can't you just take a look? Just take a look at ......"

Xiao Jinghuan raised a finger, and shook the old man's arm like a little daughter:

"Guaranteed just a glance."

Grandpa's face was displeased.

"Grandpa is so stingy, and he said that he would give it if he could afford it, but he refused to show it at a glance...... Stingy ......"

She deliberately said the last three words very loudly.

turned around to leave, but was pulled back, and grandpa's tone eased:

"Okay...... Just a glance......"

"Thank you, grandpa. Grandpa is the best! ”

Xiao Jinghuan immediately turned her head happily and kissed the old man on the face.

"Sycophants. I salivate all over my face......"

Grandpa scolded with a smile and patted her forehead:

"Turn your head around, I'll pick the lock."

"Oh!"

Xiao Jinghuan turned his head.

All I heard was something moving.

"That's it!"

When he turned his head again, Xiao Jinghuan saw an antique box made of gold and jade, which was held in his hand by his grandfather.

The old man was staring at the box with a very proud look, showing off like a child:

"Pretty!"

Xiao Jing nodded vigorously:

"It's beautiful, indeed."

When she saw the words above, she asked:

"Is this also something from the Western Han Dynasty?"

Grandpa cautiously pointed to a complicated buckle on the brocade box and nodded:

"Well, it was handed down from the Western Han Dynasty.

"The brocade box is absolutely ingenious.

"Look here, it's a lock, which was called the Thousand Machine Lock at the time.

"There are thousands of ways to lock it, and when you unlock it, if you don't know the trick, no one can open it.

This is the same principle as the modern combination lock.

"The craftsmanship of the brocade box is very exquisite, and it has not been deformed for thousands of years.

"If such a thing is to be taken out for auction, it is already worth a fortune in itself."

When the old man squinted his old eyes and introduced, his tone was amazed, which was a kind of admiration for the craftsmanship of the ancestors.

"Oh, what's the treasure there?"

She died of curiosity.

"It's nothing, it's just a silk book, and it tells a story, a bizarre story."

"What's weird?"

Grandpa didn't answer, but aimed

After glancing at her, he walked to the side of the rest area, sat down and said:

"What a bizarre, wait a minute.

"Oh!"

Xiao Jinghuan followed, not in a hurry to know how to be bizarre, just to see what good things were hidden inside.

"Grandpa, how do you unlock the lock? Can you open it? ”

", of course I can. Don't look, turn your head! ”

"Alas, grandpa, can you stop being so stingy?"

Xiao Jinghuan couldn't help but pout, but she still turned her head obediently.

"It's not that grandpa is stingy, it's what the ancestors said, men are not women. This is the family motto......"

Dizzy, what kind of family motto is this?

"Can I say that the ancestors were too patriarchal?"

"Hehe, that's how it was in ancient times. Don't complain about you...... Okay, it's time to watch ......"

Xiao Jinghuan turned his head, only to see a neatly folded silk book inside, with words densely written on it.

"In the Western Han Dynasty, bamboo slips were used, and those who could be written in silk script were all people who were either rich or noble, and the owner of the story was the invisible richest man at that time. Rich rivals the country, that's not blowing. ”

Grandpa took out the silk book and introduced:

And the Jin family 2,000 years ago was only one of the four guards of the story owner. And this master is still a woman. ”

"Women?"

Xiao Jinghuan was very surprised when she heard this.

"Hmm!"

The old man nodded, and did not spread out the silk book, but took out another small brocade box under the silk book.

"What is this?"

"Portrait from 2000 years ago. Portrait of the hostess. I'll show you! It is estimated that this should be the most complete preserved silk painting from time to time. It's beautiful. ”

The old man carefully took out the treasure inside, shook it slightly, and hung it down.

Xiao Jinghuan couldn't help but be amazed.

is a heroic female Jiao'e, holding a silver sword, with a bright smile, flowing eyes, dancing wildly, revealing a dazzling shining youth and self-confidence that surpasses everything.

"I don't know if it's the people who are beautiful, or the painters who paint beautifully."

She couldn't help but admire it gently.

"People are beautiful, and the painter's work is extraordinary."

The old man smiled, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

"Who is this man?"

Xiao Jinghuan asked curiously.

"Her surname is Chu, and her name is Chu Chaoyang. In the Western Han Dynasty, she was not only good at business, but also a middle-aged husband, good at martial arts, and proficient in the art of war. ”

"Chu Chaoyang?"

Xiao Jinghuan held her chin and watched, thinking, and finally said "Huh":

"There doesn't seem to be such a person in history!"

"Not really. But the man she loves is very, very famous...... It can be regarded as a man of the year in the history of the Han Dynasty. ”

"Who?"

Xiao Jinghuan's interest was all hooked, and his face showed a rare color.

"General Huo Quai."

Oh, it's really a man of the hour.

"According to history, Huo Quai's life was never married. That's all because of her. When he died at the age of twenty-three, he only had a son named Huo Heng under his knees, and his biological mother was never seen in history, because the emperor did not tolerate ......"

Xiao Jinghuan rolled her eyes, and searched Huo Quai's life with her mobile phone, which is really the case.

"Are you trying to say that this Chu Chaoyang is Huo Heng's biological mother?"

"Yes!"

The old man pointed to the portrait in front of him:

"Chu Chaoyang is Huo Quai's lover from the careful instrument. It's a pity that later, for the sake of Huo Qu's illness, he died. At that time, he was only twenty-three years old, just when he was as beautiful as a flower. ”

If you compare the age of modern people, it is the rich woman who died while still in college.

But a girl who is still in college can become the richest man, what kind of woman should she be......

It's not awe-inspiring.

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"There was originally a map in this brocade box."

Grandpa added again.

"Maps? What map? ”

If this is just a story, then this story really captivates her completely.

After Chu Chaoyang passed away, she built an underground palace in her home.

"The geographical location is very complicated, and it is located underground, there are many organs in it, and there are countless things to accompany the funeral.

Her family drew on a sheepskin where her dungeon was located and how to get into it.

Later, it was divided into several parts and handed down.

"In other words, if you can find those maps, you can find her resting place......"

Hearing this, Xiao Jinghuan wondered:

"Grandpa, I don't understand, since it's a tomb, why did they leave such a map and pass it on from generation to generation?

"What's the point of this legacy?

"Who wants to be remembered when they die?

"In my opinion, although archaeological work can give us a better and deeper understanding of the lives of the ancients, in a sense, from the analysis of the traditional idea of Chinese and earth, it is an unfilial act that disturbs the ancestors......

"In that case, why did the Chu family leave the map and ask for trouble?"

Grandpa smiled: "Good question." Nature for a reason. "--- off topic--- there's another chapter. It will be sent later, and I will go to dinner first in the morning.

Note: It is a historical fact that Huo Quzhi died at the age of twenty-three, had a son under his knees, and never married, but the character of Chu Chaoyang is fictional, just because Chen Ku likes Huo Quai, a historical figure, and deliberately compiled it for him to match, don't blame those who don't like it! Besides, all the stories about Huo Qu's disease that will appear in the future, please don't take it seriously. Chen is joking about the legend, please also look at this story with a play-watching mentality. Thank you.