Chapter 365 Yan Tingfeng: What a loud tone [1 update]
Now that you have come to Youlan Village, you must obey the rules of their village.
Even people from the Archaeological Center and Cultural Relics Bureau have to get down and behave here.
"Then let's do it." The village chief took a few puffs of dry cigarette and sighed, "We really have no ill intentions towards them, but who made them find Princess Yongning's cultural relics in our place?"
The young man nodded: "Don't worry, village chief. It belongs to us and they can never take it away. We will discuss this matter when my mother-in-law comes back tomorrow."
**
At this moment, in the room, Ye Banglan spread out the scroll.
Under the light, the words on the scroll became clearer.
In addition to the four words "Shenzhou Wanxing", there are also the three words "Gift to Uncle Wang" in the upper left corner, and the signature and seal of Princess Yongning are in the lower right corner.
After reading it, Professor Shen and Professor Li both couldn't help but take a breath.
This turned out to be a complete and authentic portrait of Princess Yongning, without even the slightest damage.
Several authentic portraits of Princess Yongning now hidden in the Yunjing Museum have been damaged to varying degrees.
Even though it has been restored by cultural relic restorers, it still cannot reach the ultimate perfection.
In this way, the value of the authentic work before them can be imagined.
"As expected, it was written by Princess Yongning to the King of Chu." Professor Shen murmured, "The paper has lasted for three hundred years and has not decayed. It is too precious."
After finishing speaking, she said solemnly: "Turn the tide, you discovered this thing, and it is up to you to decide whether it will stay or go."
"Let's donate it to the Yunjing Museum." Ye Banlan smiled lightly, "Since the King of Chu has always treasured the four words 'Shenzhou Wanxing', it proves that he is not what is recorded in the history books."
"Okay." Professor Shen said in a serious voice, "You don't need to tell me, we will treat this matter very carefully."
Comprehensively overthrowing and reshaping the image of a historical figure is also a very huge project.
Ye Banlan nodded and was about to put the scroll back into the jade box.
"Xiao Wan, wait a moment." Yan Tingfeng suddenly said, "It seems like something is leaking."
He reached out his hand and gently pulled out one end of the scroll.
Then, a paper ball rolled out of the scroll.
"This is?" Professor Shen carefully picked up the paper ball and unfolded it.
There is also writing on the ball of paper. Although the writing is a little scrawled, it can still be seen how strong the calligraphy skills of the person who wrote it are.
——If Uncle Wang bullies me again next time, I will never ignore you again.
After this sentence, there is another sentence, the handwriting is a little rough.
——Uncle has realized his mistake. When he comes back to Fengyuan to see you next time, he will definitely not paint a beard on your face again.
Professor Shen and Professor Li looked shocked.
At this moment, the historical value of this paper ball increased a hundred times.
This is the conversation between Princess Yongning and King Chu!
Ye turned the tide and was startled.
It had indeed been so long ago that even she had forgotten that she had stuffed such a ball of paper into the scroll.
At that time, she was only eleven years old. Today, she is still a primary school student.
Perhaps it's really because she has lived for so long that she no longer remembers that she also had a childhood, a time when she was as straightforward as a child.
Perhaps it was because the burden on her was too heavy that she could not play like other children very early on.
Ye turned her head away, blinked gently, and finally the tears fell silently.
It dripped on the back of my hand, burning hot.
It's a pity that she may never see King Chu again in this life.
"This item is also very valuable." Professor Shen very carefully took out the tools, flattened the paper ball and put it into the box. "This is one of the most important evidences of history."
"It's late at night, and it's time for the two professors to rest." Yan Tingfeng coughed a few times, "Xiao Wan, I'll take you back to rest too."
He couldn't help but hold Ye Ye's hand to turn the tide, and handed her a tissue with the other hand.
"I'm fine." Ye Banlan had calmed down and raised her head slightly, "I just sometimes wonder, how come they, such good people, died so early?"
Yan Tingfeng was also stunned. After a few seconds, he slowly said: "At least, they have no regrets."
He now has such a body, sometimes so weak that he is not as strong as a child who has no strength to tie a chicken, but he does not regret it. If he had it to do over again, he would still choose this way.
He just hates that he is not strong enough.
"I will personally go to Yunjing and deliver the things to the Yunjing Museum." Ye Banlan raised his head and said, "The program team is here to trouble you first."
Orchid Village seemed very peaceful, but beneath the calm exterior, she could feel the surging undercurrent.
Xiang Qingtian once wrote to her, saying that he had learned the art of Gu in southern Xinjiang, and that he would one day return to Fengyuan to show her his skills.
Unfortunately, this promise was never fulfilled until her death.
Then there must be someone in Youlan Village who knows the poison.
Now that she has found a new cultural relic, there is no guarantee that the people in Youlan Village will not have any ideas.
"Don't worry, Xiaowan." Yan Tingfeng blinked lightly and smiled, "None of what you are worried about will happen. Just leave it to me."
He will always provide her with the strongest support.
**
The next day, in the afternoon, the sun will set.
The village is full of towering trees, which block the setting sun and prevent light from entering. There are only a few sparse lights in the whole village.
If there wasn't a bonfire lighting up the surroundings, it would be too eerie and intimidating.
The village chief specially invited all the villagers in the village who could cook to prepare a feast for the "Collection of China" program crew.
During the meal, the village chief took out some old wine and filled it up for the director, Producer Liu and others one by one.
"This wine is medicinal wine. It strengthens the body. You must take a few sips to make this trip worthwhile."
"Village Chief, you are so polite." The director waved his hand repeatedly, "It is great that we can come here to shoot and experience the local customs and customs."
The village chief smiled meaningfully: "Yes, if you hadn't come here to shoot, there wouldn't have been any big discoveries."
The director frowned, feeling that something was wrong: "Village Chief, the great discovery you mentioned..."
"Village Chief, you really don't need to be polite to them anymore." The young man stood up slowly, "If you continue to be polite, they really think they are here as guests!"
After a few "clangs" and the wine glass was smashed, the director felt weak in his body and there was a fine pain under his skin.
His expression changed: "You have signed a contract with us!"
The village chief smoked a dry cigarette: "I don't know what the contract is."
Just kidding, wealth is right in front of him, would he care about a contract?
"Director, we won't be too subtle with our words. If we have something to say, we will speak it directly." The young man smiled slightly, "Hand over all the antique cultural relics you found in our Youlan Village, otherwise today, you will There may be no way to get out of here alive.”
The director gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Oh, yes, of course I know that the program team also invited the young master of Penglai Temple, which is amazing." The young man clapped his hands, "But Taoism is Taoism, and voodoo is voodoo. Do you know how to do it?"
Xingyue's expression was a bit colder.
Indeed, Taoism and Gushu are very different. She knows Taoism, but knows nothing about Gushu.
The sachet she gave to the director and others can prevent ordinary poisonous insects, but if the poisonous insect enters the body and the poison is completed, the sachet becomes useless.
And she often heard Penglai Guanzhu talk about the power of voodoo. In addition to being able to torture people to the point where they are worse than life and death, voodoo also has another characteristic -
Even if it is the same Gu technique, it will be different depending on the user.
To put it simply, only the person who cast the poison can remove the poison he cast.
Unless there are other Gu magicians whose strength far exceeds his, they will still be helpless.
"Be honest!" The young man looked fierce, "Don't force me to kill you!"
"Pah, pah, pah——"
Unhurried applause sounded from behind everyone, breaking the condensed atmosphere.
The young man turned around suddenly: "Who?!"
Who has no discernment at this time and is still applauding here?
"What a loud tone." Yan Tingfeng said lightly.
Good morning~~