As a celebrity, you must not only be familiar with the rhythm of music, but also be proficient in poetry; Zhen Zhen has heard not a thousand words but eight hundred, but Shen Ao has never heard the words she has sung; Searching for the meaning of the word again, his face suddenly turned crimson, and a little shame and anger appeared on his pretty face.

The artistic conception of the words is very beautiful, but it is too silky, as if it is a metaphor for the red flower girl who is about to bloom, and Shen Ao has become a scoop guest who is about to go to Wushan**.

He did such a good word! , this reader is brilliant, but he is like this! ”

Zhen Zhen thought in her heart, how do you know that Shen Ao's so-called visit to the Qinglou is actually a prostitute; And the people raised in this flower hall are all geisha, and most of them are not selling their bodies, or they are not selling their bodies for the time being.

Beauty is like a peach blossom in spring, the more buds are ready to be released, the more valuable they are, and once they are destroyed, they are worthless; It is precisely because of this that these beauties are raised in the Flower Pavilion, and they spend a lot of money to teach them music and poetry, how can they easily be with others for a while.

To be more precise, Zhen Zhen's upbringing is completely the model of a rich lady, and wherever she is used to hearing such silver words, her ears will be red.

After Shen Ao finished singing, he said happily: "What does Miss Zhen Zhen think of me? ”

Zhen Zhen pretended to be calm, smiled silently, and said in a low voice: "Why should the prince be bound to poetry, let's continue to appreciate antiquities." ”

Zhen Zhen's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and she thought to herself: "This person is not simple, and he can't use common sense to guess. Then he went to the bedside, opened a dressing box, took out a small porcelain vase from it, held it and put it on the table, and said, "Shen Gongzi, please see, what is the origin of this small porcelain vase?" ”

Shen Ao looked at it, the pattern of the porcelain vase is very beautiful, there is an open atmosphere, exquisite craftsmanship, and the age should be the Middle and Tang Dynasty; It's just that large porcelain vases are seen a lot, but this kind of small porcelain vases with strange shapes are rare; What is it used for?

First of all, such a delicate and peculiar porcelain vase must be tailor-made, and those who have such wealth to make this pastime are not only princes and wealthy families, but ordinary people will never waste this spare money, even if they have this spare money.

Look at the texture of this pattern, delicate and exquisite, a peony flower spreads, occupies the position in the middle, from a distance, fresh and dripping, the craftsmanship is very exquisite, the craftsmen who can have such a craft in the Tang Dynasty should be very few.

The biggest problem is still the use of this porcelain vase, since it is manufactured, it must have its role, knowing the use, many doubts will be solved.

This small porcelain vase is only the size of a palm, with a flat shape and a slightly curved neck, like a swan.

Shen Ao vaguely remembered that he had seen this similar porcelain vase in a museum, the porcelain vase was an antiquity of the Song Dynasty, which was specially used by immortal cultivators at that time to carry the elixir, this design was very exquisite, the elixir was placed in it, and it would not be poured out even if the bottle mouth was downward; However, if you drag the bottom of the bottle and tap it gently, the ammunition will slowly flow out of the curved mouth of the bottle.

So, the porcelain vase in the Tang Dynasty is only afraid that the purpose of the porcelain vase in the Song Dynasty is the same, although the shape has changed slightly, but it also makes sense.

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty, because the surname of Lao Tzu respected by Taoism was Li, and the Tang royal family was also surnamed Li, so he respected Lao Tzu as the ancestor, claimed to be a descendant of Lao Tzu, and especially worshiped Taoism; Especially in the middle of the Tang Dynasty, the atmosphere of monasticism has become the fashion of high-ranking officials and nobles, Taoism is prosperous, and the atmosphere of alchemy naturally flourishes.

Shen Ao smiled confidently, took the porcelain bottle, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Is the Dan bottle in the Tang Dynasty like this?" I'll take a sniff to see if there is still a medicinal fragrance after a hundred years. As he spoke, he opened the porcelain bottle, sniffed it vigorously, and then shook his head gloomily and said: "The immortal medicine is mistaken for being able to prolong life, but its aroma can't even be retained for hundreds of years, ridiculous, ridiculous......"

Zhen Zhen was slightly stunned, this porcelain bottle is indeed a Dan bottle in the Tang Dynasty, because the Dan bottle has been handed down very little, so many people do not know its use; Shen Ao can guess its origin, and this kind of eyesight is only very rare in the entire Bianjing City.

Ordinary calligraphy and paintings, porcelain vases, and inkstones are actually very easy to identify, because there are so many of these things that treasure connoisseurs don't need to guess their use at all, but only need to see their age from the material, texture, and craftsmanship.

On the contrary, some of the rarer objects, even if they are not precious, are enough to make those who appreciate treasures helpless, because they cannot guess the purpose of the treasures, and many doubts cannot be solved.

Willing to gamble and lose, Zhen Zhen is very well-behaved this time, without Shen Ao's urging, she poured herself a sip of wine, the flush on her delicate face was even worse, and she stroked the strings, and was about to sing a cappella song, Shen Ao said: "Miss Zhen Zhen, can I order a song for myself?" ”

Zhen Zhen paused for a moment and said, "I don't know what song Childe wants?" ”

Shen Ao said: "Today is the first time that this son has a good time, so I want to ask Miss Zhen Zhen to sing a song "Cold Lilac" for me. ”

"Cold cloves?" A hint of suspicion flashed in Zhen Zhen's eyes, perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, her chest rose and fell slightly, and her mouth was sprayed with a little wine, mixed with body fragrance, which was very tempting.

Zhen Zhen is familiar with music and rhythm, and she is very familiar with all kinds of lyrics and songs, but she has never heard of this song of cold cloves.

Shen Ao said, "Won't Miss Zhenzhen?" Well, I'll teach you how to sing. As he spoke, he walked over, his body approached Zhen Zhen, there was a charming aroma coiling on the tip of his nose, his heart was rippling, he plucked the strings, smiled, and began to stroke the strings.

Zhen Zhen raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Ao who stroked the piano with a faint smile, her heart was very complicated, and she thought to herself: "He can appreciate treasures, compose lyrics, and he can also play the piano, such a man is rare!" ”

It's just that this song is very frivolous, there is no vague and melodious beauty, if Zhen Zhen knew that Shen Ao played the famous 'Eighteen Touches' in later generations, I was afraid that she would have been speechless to ask Qingtian.

Guqin, Shen Ao can still play it, especially when he plays this very familiar tune, it is actually smooth, not jerky at all.

Shen Ao coughed and began to sing again, the first sentence came out, Zhen Zhen's brows couldn't help frowning, it's still that tune, this son is really boring, although he is talented, but he is too profligate!

Zhen Zhen interrupted the sound of the piano and said, "Shen Gongzi! ”

"Huh?" Shen Ao stopped the piano sound, turned his face sideways to look at Zhen Zhen, almost touched Zhen Zhen's cheek, and the tip of his nose could even smell the orchid wine spit out of Zhen Zhen's mouth.

Zhen Zhen was stunned for a moment, and her figure hurriedly bowed back slightly, and said, "Shen Gongzi, shall we continue to appreciate treasures?" ”

Shen Ao was very disappointed, and then smiled again: "Okay, let's continue." ”

Zhen Zhen's dressing box, there are a lot of treasures, Shen Ao guessed once, then taught her to drink once, and began to sing some tunes, and then Zhen Zhen was not strong enough to drink, and lost her red eyes, she didn't even drink the song, one by one antiques were placed in front of Shen Ao, Shen Ao only took a cursory look, and then said the calendar.

The maid Huan'er, seeing that Zhen Zhen was half drunk, was in the outer hall with a curtain probing her brain, very worried about the young lady, Shen Ao had a bad impression of her, and drove her away, and said: "Go out, go out, I am comparing treasures with your young lady, what are you mixed with, you don't understand, go out quickly." ”

drove Huan'er out of the door, slammed the door shut, and returned to the back room, Zhen Zhen's face was already red and she was short of breath, and the bandeau on her crisp chest was accidentally crooked, just revealing half of the flesh that was as clear as fat, and Zhen Zhen, who was unaware of the exposed spring, pressed her dizzy forehead and said: "Shen Gongzi, the slave family has admitted defeat, Shen Gongzi, please go back." ”

Zhen Zhen used up the last bit of clarity, and muttered in a low voice, almost turning into a pleading.

Shen Ao sat opposite Zhen Zhen with a smile, and said unhurriedly: "Miss Zhen Zhen, let's play another game, you can bring your pressure box treasure and see if you can beat me." ”

Zhen Zhen's eyes were misty, and she muttered in her mouth: "What is the treasure of the box?" ”

Zhen Zhen still had the last shred of sanity, and after a moment of silence, she really remembered something, and stood up crookedly, the pleated skirt was accidentally hooked by the family, revealing two crystal clear long legs at once.

Shen Ao was a little drunk, looking at Zhen Zhen's charming figure and almost froze, this little girl's alcohol consumption is too good, more than a dozen glasses of wine in her stomach, she can still stand up.

Zhen Zhen took out a small dagger from the bedside, looked back at Shen Ao and smiled stupidly, and said, "Shen Gongzi, I have ......"

She walked over step by step with the dagger, and muttered, "If Shen Gongzi guesses its origin, ...... Zhen Zhen is willing to drink all the jugs of wine. ”

Shen Ao hurriedly and kindly went to help Zhen Zhen, and complained in his mouth: "Zhen Zhen, why are you so ignorant, you are so drunk that you can't even walk, what are you doing with a dagger, if there is a mistake and you hurt yourself, it won't work." ”

The words in his mouth were righteous and awe-inspiring, and Shen Ao's salty pig hand took the opportunity to touch Zhen Zhen's plump buttocks.

Well! It feels good, and the surname is very good!

Zhen Zhen was drunk, and said with a smile: "Shen Gongzi, you come to see the dagger, come quickly." ”

Zhen Zhen was really drunk, her body became weak, and she suddenly lost her balance, and threw herself into Shen Ao's arms, her crisp chest just against Shen Ao's chest.

Shen Ao said awe-inspiringly: "Miss Zhenzhen, what are you doing here?" I'm proud but not obscene, but I'm not a casual person. As he spoke, he put his arm around her, and his hand was no longer honest.

As soon as her hand touched the skirt and groped upwards along the smooth skin, Zhen Zhen suddenly became smart, sobered up a little, gently pushed Shen Ao away, and said, "Shen ...... Shen Gongzi, you ...... What are you doing, come...... Let's take a look at the origin of this dagger. ”

Shen Ao immediately withdrew his hand, his gaze suddenly became clear and pure again, and he hurriedly said, "Okay." ”

Shen Ao put his arm around Zhen Zhen's waist with one hand, and picked up the dagger with the other hand to look left and right, the leather sheath was very simple, but when he pulled the dagger out, the cold light suddenly flashed, emitting a compelling luster.

"Good dagger!" Shen Ao couldn't help but let out a loud sigh, his gaze falling on the texture of the dagger with all his attention.

Under the shadow of the candle, the texture of the dagger is very clear, and a faint small seal text is looming, Shen Ao fixed his eyes to see that these two small seals have the word Yusheng written on them; Needless to say, the origin of the dagger should be in the pre-Qin, and in Yusheng, it should be the name of the sword.

Shen Ao smiled slightly, this is too simple, you almost don't need to look at the texture process, you can guess its origin by just the word "Yusheng".

I was about to speak, but suddenly I paused!

Wrong!

Shen Ao's gaze fell on the handle of the dagger, the end of which was inlaid with an ancient jade, and its craftsmanship and texture were by no means something that the Qin people could have.

This is a piece of Han Dynasty mutton fat jade, the texture on the jade is a common pu pattern in the middle and late Han Dynasty, and looking at the combination of this jade and the dagger, there is obviously no trace of addition. This means that from the moment the dagger was forged, this piece of jade was inlaid on the dagger.

The dagger of the Qin Dynasty and the hilt of the sword of the Han Dynasty were forged at the same time, which is strange; The only explanation is that the man who forged the dagger was an expert in imitation; This person should be a person in the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who loved the antiquities of the Qin Dynasty, so he forged this dagger, but there was negligence at the handle of the dagger, and he accidentally used Han jade as a decoration.

An unsuccessful imitator almost made Shen Ao miss his eyes, Shen Ao couldn't help but smile bitterly, sighed and said to Zhen Zhen: "Zhen Zhen girl, this dagger in the early Han Dynasty is not bad, but it's a pity that it is imitating the works of the pre-Qin Dynasty, but it seems a little nondescript, but it's a pity, it's a pity ......."