After a group of four people came out of a narrow alley, the eyes suddenly became spacious, this is a vacant land in front of the gate of the ancestral hall, covering an area of dozens of square meters, so it can be imagined that the scale of the ancestral hall should not be small. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info stood on the side of the gate not far from a middle-aged man with a thin figure over half a hundred years old, saw us coming, hurriedly greeted us, and said enthusiastically to the seventh master: "You are the seventh master, right?" ”

"It's me, you're Lao Qin?" The seventh master asked.

"Yes, yes, I really didn't expect you to come in person, everyone, please!" Saying that, Lao Qin pushed open the door and let us enter.

The ancestral hall is spacious and tall, antique, but neglected to repair, it looks a little dilapidated and depressed. Lao Qin led us to the stone table and chairs on the east side of the ancestral compound, and we sat down after making tea.

After some introductions, I said to Lao Qin: "I'm afraid this ancestral hall is a bit old. ”

"But it's not, when I was a child, I heard the elders in my family say that this ancestral hall was built by one of our old Qin family ancestors, and then the family fell into the middle of the road, and gradually became angry."

"Lao Qin, my friend didn't tell me what you came out of two days ago..."The Seventh Master said.

"Oh... The objects are in the other room, and you come with me. After Lao Qin finished speaking, he got up, took out the key from his pocket, and led us through a corridor on the side of the ancestral hall. It turned out that on the other side of the corridor was a row of houses, which should have been built together with the ancestral hall, Lao Qin came to the door of the top side room and stopped, and opened the lock with some rust marks unneatly, and with the squeak of the old wooden door, the door opened. We followed Lao Qin into the dark room, a musty smell came to the face, followed by a heavy dampness, cool, this feeling is very similar to the lobby room of the red eyebrows of the single stem peak, since I put on the blood jade wrench, I seem to be able to vaguely feel the existence of the yin qi, and can distinguish the intensity and lightness of the yin qi, although the yin qi of Lao Qin's house is far from the one on the single stem peak, but I also concluded that the house is not clean.

Lao Qin turned on the light and said, "This room hasn't been inhabited for many years, and it's used to store sundries." After cleaning up the other day, you will sit down. ”

By the dim light, I saw a table of eight immortals placed in the middle of the room, surrounded by empty and mottled brick walls, but there was a wooden shrine above the house, at first I thought that the ancestors of the old Qin family were enshrined, but I looked at it again, and found that the shrine had a curtain, which was a bit exquisite, and the ancestors could not be worshipped with a curtain, so I knew that the worship must be a god, but the strange thing is that the shrine is also empty, nothing. Just when I was wondering, I suddenly noticed that there was still something in the shrine, an incense burner.

Seeing me staring at the incense burner, Lao Qin nodded and said, "Seeing that this little brother is an expert, there is only such a thing left in my house." After speaking, he walked over and took the incense burner with both hands and put it on the table of the Eight Immortals.

In the dim light, the eyes of a table of people fell on the dusty incense burner in front of me, I looked at it a few times and saw a rough idea, squinting to see the old evil poking his chin is carefully looking, serious like a primary school student, I bet this money fan at this time must be thinking about whether this object is worth much, how much is it worth? I don't care about its own historical and cultural value. Although the old evil has poured a few buckets and seen a few gold, silver and jade, he should not have seen an incense burner in the tomb, so he looks constipated and can't figure out the doorway of this object.

So I asked him with a smile: "What do you think, old evil?" ”

Seeing me asking him in front of everyone, the old evil thought that I was trying to lift him up so that he could show his face in front of the Seventh Master, so he immediately put away the doubts on his face, and pretended to say in a tone that was full of bamboo: "If I'm not mistaken, this... This should... It's an incense burner! ”

A sentence of laughter flipped over a table of people.

I turned my head to look at the Seventh Master and asked, "Seventh Master, you probably see it." ”

"I look a bit like the Xuande furnace I've seen in your shop... But, this size doesn't seem right..."The Seventh Master said with some uncertainty.

"That's right, this is the Xuande furnace, as for whether it is the Xuande furnace of the Ming Dynasty, hehe, there is a question mark." I say.

Old Qin Xin raised his throat and asked eagerly: "Brother Niu, what do you mean is false... Fake? ”

"To know the authenticity of this incense burner, you have to know a story!" I saw that the time was ripe, and I threw off my arms and began to pretend to be forced: "It is said that this Xuande furnace is the Emperor Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Zhanji personally participated in the design and casting, the emperor can have the kung fu to burn copper to play is rare, according to the record only cast three thousand, you think about it, the product designer of this incense burner is the only son of heaven, quality control naturally has nothing to say, the yield rate is not comparable to Foxconn, all are high-quality products." So the question is, where did all these beautiful works of art go at that time? In other words, what is His Majesty the Emperor going to do with these three thousand incense burners that have taken a lot of effort to cast? Tell me, if you are the emperor, what are you going to do? ”

"Do you need to ask? I'm going to it in the harem..."The old evil replied casually with a face of two hundred and five.

"I know you can't spit out anything dry from your dog's mouth." I continued: "In addition to meeting the rigid needs of the palace, this batch of incense burners is naturally given away. The emperor loves to do this, the emperor's grace is immense, and he will give it to the emperor at every turn, even the three-foot white silk and poisonous wine are all given by the emperor, right? To whom? Naturally, it is to send acquaintances and friends, who are the emperor's acquaintances and friends? Naturally, it is the emperor's relatives, princes and generals, and dignitaries and nobles, and of course, some must be sent to the famous temple. As for the common people, it doesn't seem to have much to do with this matter, so ah, from all these aspects, Lao Qin, you object..."

Lao Qin understands people and knows the meaning of the second half of my sentence, and suddenly looks like a deflated ball. The old evil raised the bar on the side: "I said, why are you so sure that this treasure is not one of the three thousand?" I don't think you have been in the Ming Dynasty. In case there is a big man in Old Qin Zu, maybe he will be rewarded by the emperor! Don't say it, our old Huang family has become an official in the palace! "The old heresy is telling as if it were true.

"Old evil, are you talking about the fourth-grade master?" I say.

"That's right! Our ancestors are the four products! The old evil climbed up the pole, stroked the inch-long goatee, and his expression was so intoxicated that he seemed to be masturbating himself.

"Isn't it the head of the four products? What's the big deal. I said.

"Humph! What's the big deal? You flipped through your family's genealogy to show me, your ancestors haunted a four-pin... What's the matter? ”

"Steward!" Bai Dun has a good brain, he remembered it after listening to it once, and helped his senior brother answer.

"That's right! Four products total... Hey? The old evil understood the taste and asked me, "What is the manager doing?" ”

I ignored him and held out an orchid finger.

The old evil second understood, and scolded: "You fucking know how to make fun of me!" Your ancestor was a fucking eunuch! ”

I saw that Lao Qin was sullen, so I said: "Lao Qin, don't be disappointed, although this incense burner is not an authentic Ming Xuande furnace, it is also an imitation of the later generations, and it is worth it..."

Lao Qin became interested, as if the extinguished fire was lit again, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, please help me and take a good look!" ”

It is not difficult to distinguish the old and new of the Xuande furnace, just look at the form, pulp, and hair color, and the ancient method of other objects is actually no different, or that sentence, the old thing, from the outside to the inside contains a kind of precipitation of the years, that kind of temperament, that kind of spirituality, that kind of vicissitudes are beyond the reach of scientific and technological counterfeiting. However, it is not so simple to further identify the period in which period this object is an imitation. This requires the person in the palm of his eye not only to have a wealth of knowledge and experience in ancient appreciation, but also to have a very accurate and clear understanding of the history, culture, politics, economy and even religious beliefs of our country's history, culture, politics and economy, and even religious beliefs. Because every tiny detail on the object is the entry point to reveal its identity, and this small detail can often reflect the social productivity at that time, the level of the foundry industry, the country's financial strength, the mainstream aesthetics and many other factors. Take the Xuande furnace in my hand as an example, after the Xuande furnace was sealed for three years, and then, the supervisor at that time gathered the previous craftsmen to recast, and then until the Republic of China period for more than 500 years, imitations emerged in an endless stream and never stopped. The casting process, sand turning technique, color and luster, tire thickness and so on of the incense burner in various periods are not the same.

I watched the incense burner carefully under the light, slowly turning every minute of the incense burner, looking for clues left on it by the years. At this moment, I found from the gap in the ear of the incense burner that the seventh master sitting opposite was also watching the incense burner with full attention, but without the kind eyes of the usual people, the dagger-like sinister and vicious gaze when he looked at Bai Dun just now appeared in his eyes again. Then, I found that the Seventh Master's gaze did not actually fall on the incense burner in my hand, but was completely attracted by the blood jade wrench in my left hand.

My heart sank, thinking that today's Seventh Master was really weird, what did Bai Dun and the Blood Jade Wrench mean to him? Let him have such a fierce light in his eyes, and he is extremely concerned? At the moment when I was a little distracted, the blood jade wrench finger lightly touched the copper wall of the incense burner, and then, as if the same magnesium lamp flashed in front of me, I felt as if I had passed through a world in this electric light and flint, and the Eight Immortals Table in front of me, the crowd and the incense burner disappeared completely, replaced by another scene that seemed to have been dusty for a long time:

One night in this room, a noblewoman crept toward a large red bed, and from the tent came a mournful cry, then a man's pleading. The noblewoman who heard the sound was immediately furious, grabbed the incense burner on the shrine, and violently opened the veil tent, and in the light of the fiery red candlelight, she saw a disheveled maid sleeping on her bed, and her husband lying beside her. The maid looked at the lady who was usually serving her in horror, and the fear made her speechless, just trembling and sobbing. The noble lady held the incense burner alof, and her anger and resentment made her slam it on the maid's head without hesitation. The maid's terrible screams resounded through the quiet night, and the noble lady did not stop, she used all the strength she had never used in her life to vent the resentment in her chest, and the blood continued to splash, gradually dyeing the veil into a blood-red color. The incense burner in the noblewoman's hand had already become a blood gourd, dripping with blood. On the shrine is enshrined a statue of Guan Gong with angry eyes, witnessing the beginning and end of this bloody case...