Everyone entered the main room in the backyard, and the six sons lived here, and they could still see it, but it was also old.

The living room is not small, with a study on both sides, a dining room, a reception room in the middle, and two bedrooms in the back.

The original design of the Duobao Pavilion is still there, and the paint is gone.

I started from the study, and sure enough, I found that the wall behind the bookshelf was empty.

Yang Xiuwen stepped forward to look at the bookshelf carefully, the bookshelves stood against the wall, and the gap between them and the wall was very small.

Soon he noticed that a partition of the bookshelf could be moved, and gently pushed it up with his hand, revealing a dark compartment with a silk cloth wrap inside, which he carefully took out.

Open the silk cloth, there are four books, sewn with thread, blue and black characters, [Palace Building Feng Shui Records] There is also a compass under the four books.

The eye of the sky is swept away, and the compass of Kangxi is clear, and the material is inlaid with golden pear.

Yang Xiuwen held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, it was about twenty centimeters in diameter, and it may have been used often, and the yellow yellow pear had already shown a dark red color, which was very oily.

The gossip, the heavenly stem, the earthly branch, and the almanac are incomparably clear, and the guide of pure gold in the middle is inlaid in it, which is extremely noble.

Song Yi, Hu Yuan, and Zhang Jun all gathered around, and each of them gently picked up a notebook.

After opening, there are various architectural drawings clearly drawn on it, indicating the direction and good luck, and also indicating the name of the building, Taihe Palace, Zhonghe Palace, Baohe Palace, Temple of Heaven.

Yang Xiuwen put down the compass and said to them, "These Feng Shui records have a high collection value, and they are a testimony to the site selection of ancient buildings in China. ”

He pointed to the compass in his hand and said, "This compass, which has a history of three hundred years, is a rare royal compass." ”

Song Yi said happily, "Third child, we have succeeded in the treasure hunt." He nodded.

Zhang Jun said with emotion: "The original owner of this house is sitting on the gold ingots and asking for food." Hu Yuan nodded in agreement.

Yang Xiuwen wrapped the books and compass into the backpack he brought, and continued to check the bookshelves.

With a gentle effort of his hand, with a click, the bookshelf moved, and slowly moved to the side, revealing a dark pavilion the size of half a bookshelf behind it.

Inside were two objects wrapped in waterproof vellum, more than half a meter long, with a thick bowl mouth and a thick layer of dust on them.

He said to the three of them, "Wipe down the table in the living room and move it." ”

Then take out one of them, dust off it, see the words written on it "Imperial Ancient Building Construction Drawing", take out the other one, and find that it is also.

Song Yi and the three of them lifted the folding table over.

Yang Xiuwen tore open the seal, and found that there was a roll of paper inside, the color was slightly yellow, and he slowly took it out and put it on the table to open it. Open another one, and the same.

Hu Yuan pointed to one of them and said, "Isn't this the Taihe Palace." ”

Song Yi said even more exaggeratedly, "Third child, this drawing is very precious, how much can it be sold for?" ”

Yang Xiuwen looked up at a few people and said, "It's precious, but it can't be sold, this is the architectural drawings of Huaguo Palace, and it can only be handed over to the relevant departments, in the name of the four of us, there should be a reward, not too much." However, in the future, when you participate in the work, there will be extra points on your resume. ”

A few people are not stupid, they understand the gold content in this, Zhang Jun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Third child, don't say anything, thank you." Song Yi, Hu Yuan didn't speak, but the gratitude in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

Everyone carefully put the drawings into the original paper tube, Yang Xiuwen checked the bookshelf again with the eye of the sky, and after confirming that there was no omission, he came to the living room, and after scanning the eye of the sky, he found that there was also a dark grid, and the dining room was too, but there was no in the bedroom.

But he didn't plan to check it, because if there was another harvest, the mentality of several people would not change, so after thinking about it, it would be better to come alone in a few days.

After a brief inspection of the living room and dining room, he said, "Brothers, no, let's go to Jubaoxuan and deal with the drawings." After several people agreed, they began to retreat, and when they passed the front yard, Yang Xiuwen habitually swept the side house full of rotten wood with the eye of the sky, and stood still.

Handing over the drawings in his hand to Zhang Jun, he walked quickly to the room full of wood and examined it carefully.

Several people looked at him suspiciously, and Song Yi said, "Third child, what's so nice about a pile of rotten wood?" ”

Yang Xiuwen ignored them and began to throw the wood out.

He was shocked in his heart, and the eye of the sky suggested, red sandalwood, golden silk nanmu.

Rotten windows, broken door panels, broken barrels, slowly pressed down to the bottom of the things exposed.

A wooden stake thirty or forty centimeters high and twenty centimeters thick, and two or three wooden sticks about seventy or eighty centimeters thick.

He first found a rotten towel on the ground, and wiped it vigorously on the dusty, oily wooden stake surface, the metal-like texture appeared, and his heart beat very fast, this is the golden silk nanmu.

After calming down, he picked up a wooden stick with gray skin and delicate texture.

I wiped the section, purple red, and I clearly saw the hair-like growth rings, red sandalwood.

He first picked up the golden silk nanmu, carried it out, then picked up three red sandalwood, scanned the room, and found a piece of red sandalwood that was burned down to forty centimeters long, checked that there was no omission and walked out.

Song Yi and the others silently looked at him with a gray face, and it seemed that they needed his explanation.

Yang Xiuwen wiped the ash on his face and said with a smile, "Brothers, you have become rich." ”