Chapter 053 The remnants of the jade seal of the country, the deed of Yangshou!
The skin on the round face of the plain bag is not a "thick" word!
See, it's very different.
Bao Yuan was a little embarrassed to hear it, blushing and thinking: "Hey, Lao Tzu's life is so valuable!" ”
The fat hair muttered hatefully: ", Lao Tzu understands, even if Lao Tzu is now in a haunted house with Song Peng and Ping Sigui, they are not uncommon!" ”
Sun Panzi frowned slightly, he knew that Qiao Santan had something to say, and when Qiao Santan talked about the midfield, Sun Panzi had already completely understood it in his heart...... The person the haunted house has to deal with is Bao Yuan, not Sun Laojiu and Song Peng, Fei Mao, Ping Sigui, and Ah Shirui, although this is the case. However, what Qiao Santan said is still true, Sun Panzi, like Bao Yuan, did not tell everyone what he saw and heard in the sea of knowledge, but deeply realized it...... In its year, Sun Panzi's father Yuan Mingyan was poisoned to death by An Hongqi, and the national government didn't care, so don't mention anything, it was not easy for Sun Panzi to save his life.
Sun Panziguan Song Peng, Ping Sigui, and Fatty Mao were very disappointed, and they had the heart to persuade a few words of relief, but they felt that the language organization was pale and powerless no matter what!
Sun Panzi had no choice but to remain silent.
Ashirui turned a deaf ear, first, he didn't understand, and second, he didn't care.
Bao Yuan interrupted with a smile: "Enough, enough...... Lao Qiao, although your metaphor is not a taste, but it is the boss's li'er, you think Lao Tzu's buddies are worthless, and you don't want their yang longevity, hehe, it's okay, isn't it a thousand-year-old yang longevity, Bao Xiao Tai is not afraid, just take it! ”
Qiao Santan said with a dark face: "The contracted little master is open-minded, Qiao is offended!" ”
After all, the other party was asking for his own longevity, and Bao Yuan said with a dark face: "Gotta get it...... Old Joe, don't talk this offended in front of Lao Tzu, you don't dream of killing me. Hehe, half of your wish has been fulfilled, but the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, and Lao Tzu still has a long life! ”
Du Baichuan has always been angry in the haunted house.
It's a little different now.
Du Baichuan heard that he wanted to take the package Yuanyang Shou. The black and black donkey face was a little happy, and he shouted happily: "Swing the dragon hall, ascend yin and yang!" ”
"~Tong~Tong~Tong~"
The sound of the cowhide drum suddenly sounded.
Everyone was then led to a spacious hall by Qiao Santan and Du Baichuan.
In the hall, there is a large octagonal table carved with ink lacquer, two rows of golden silk nanmu and red lacquer bookshelves are placed in the east and west compartments, bamboo slips are placed, and the south wall is full of antique calligraphy and paintings. Song Peng's eyes fell on a calligraphy and painting every time, and his face changed with blue, red, and white, sighing......
Damn, these calligraphy and paintings are like lost treasures of all dynasties.
Song Peng, the poor bone three. Naturally, it is not a contemporary collector, although I don't know whether those masterpieces are true or false, just look at the framing process and style of calligraphy and painting, it is an antiquity, Song Pengli pointed to the painting in front of the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" and asked: "Ahem...... Old Joe, I know that you look down on Lao Tzu on dog days, but I am a very motivated and promising young man. Can you tell Lao Tzu on the face of Mrs. Bao: This "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is a copy of everyone from which dynasty and generation? ”
Du Baichuan responded coldly: "Little bastard, I have stated many times. None of the treasures in the haunted house are fakes, these treasures are first-hand treasures! ”
So to speak.
Song Peng didn't ask, he was drunk and slowly appreciated one by one!
The fat hair smacked his tongue again and again, thinking: "Looking down on people must have the capital to look down on people, maybe the treasures in the haunted house may be real!" ”
Ping Sigui was secretly thinking: "Du Muqing once said at night at the Ghost Gate Pass in Tanggula Mountain that Du Bufang, the ancestor of the Du family, was once Wen Tao's Chinese army general. During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, Wen Tao and Huang Chao were both crazy tomb robbers...... Maybe "Lanting Preface" was stolen from Zhaoling by Du Bufang with Wen Tao back then, but no one knows the details, maybe after Wen Tao's death, Du Bufang took "Lanting Preface" away from Youzhou, during the Republic of China. Du Baichuan contributed to the construction of a haunted house! ”
However, Du Muqing also said that before her grandfather became a land fairy, the Du family was already poor and couldn't hold his crotch.
Sizzle, if you say that, you may later lead them to steal.
The large octagonal table carved with ink paint in the hall is antique, and everyone knows that this is also an antiquity, but it can't be called famous. There is a glass cover in this ink lacquer carved octagonal table, faintly about the night pearl, revealing a green and faint light, there is a triangular residual jade in the glass cover, the broken jade can be described as crystal clear, like jade, like yellow, white and transparent, the best jade Baoyuan has never seen, and the others are also poor bones, let alone seen.
The jade city of Prison Dragon City has seen it, but there is no such thing as this lack of jade.
Bao Yuan is thinking about it.
Suddenly, Qiao Santan suddenly spoke: "Little Master Bao spent 100 million and 500 billion red knives, that is, a thousand years of longevity, for ordinary people, this is the sky-high price of the sky-high price, not many people in the world do such a big business, Bao Xiaotai is fortunate to be in the haunted house, Qiao also wants to show Bao Xiaotai a treasure!" ”
Bao Yuan asked, "What baby?" Shouldn't it be some broken drills, broken bamboo poles and the like? ”
Qiao Santan stretched out his left hand, slightly pointed to the triangular jade fragment in the glass cover and said, "Little Master Bao, please look, the strange treasure Qiao talked about is it!" ”
Song Peng pulled out his eyes from the calligraphy and painting, pointed to the triangular piece of residual jade, and said disdainfully: "The collection in the National Palace Museum in Taipei is much stronger than this, have you ever seen pure natural jade pork belly?" Have you ever seen jade cabbage? Have you ever seen a jade watermelon? Have you ever seen a city made of a whole piece of jade? What's there to see here? ”
Song Peng's saliva, Qiao Santan ignored it at all.
"Hehe, Little Master Bao, don't be disdainful of such a strange treasure, when you hear the identity of this triangular residual jade, Little Master Bao is likely to be greatly surprised, or not surprised, its origin is not simple, this triangular residual jade is the one that fell from the jade seal of Qin Shi Huang back then!"
"Ahh
Bao Yuanduan was taken aback!
Du Baichuan took a bamboo slip from the bookshelf in the west chamber and spread it flat on the large octagonal table with ink and lacquer carving, on which the contract had already been written in a large seal.
The big seal characters on the bamboo slips are not known by others, but Song Peng is really knowledgeable, buried his head in looking, only to see that it reads: "Yangshou transfer deed: today so-and-so because of the shyness in the pocket, unable to repay the haunted house red knife treasure, after friendly negotiation between the two parties, the debtor is willing to use his own life, the next life, or the eighteenth generation of Yangshou to fold the capital on behalf of the charge, once signed, immediately effective, no repentance, otherwise double the return, the life deed is only this one, a drop of blood for the sacrifice, the capital of the big side, Yin Si Zhangbo Cui Jun notarized ......"
Song Peng's head was sweating.
Du Baichuan hummed yin and yang: "Little Master Bao, you have to take a closer look, once the blood is sacrificed, it will never be reversed, haha!" (To be continued......)