Let you dig treasure, you dug out the ancient tomb of the emperor!

Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Du Fu’s True Work, Li Bai’s Inscription Wall Poem! An “Orchid Pavilion Preface”, suppressing the Tang and Song Yuan! 【2nd change】Customize it!!

“The world’s first cursive script…”

Zhang Hua’s eyes lit up: “Self-Narrative! ”

“Yes.”

Lu Yuan nodded in affirmation.

Cursive writing is not understood by ordinary people, even some calligraphers may not be able to understand it at a glance.

But good calligraphy must be common in some ways.

Since this “Self-Narrative” can be called the first book under the world, it is enough to see.

The total text is 698 words, which is rare in the world.

The entire calligraphy is nearly eight meters long.

Zhang Hua was surprised and asked, “This is the real thing?” ”

Lu Yuan’s palm caressed the calligraphy.

[Calligraphy]: Attribute: Tang Dynasty. Value: 800 million.

Lu Yuan nodded: “True work.” ”

Zhang Hua said, “What about the “Narrative Sticker” in the Wanbei Palace Museum? ”

“Hand-copied copy.”

Lu Yuan’s tone was affirmative.

Since this painting is genuine, the nature of the north of the bay is a fake.

“The “Self-Narrative” was circulated a lot in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, at least five copies in the Northern Song Dynasty, and at least five or six copies in the Yuan Dynasty. During the Northern Song Dynasty, the Tang style was inherited, and the copying of ancient calligraphy was prevalent, and many later generations passed down. ”

Zhang Hua nodded, in short, this “Self-Narrative Post” preliminary identification is a genuine work.

If you want to go one step further, you can’t do it here.

Looking at such a long page, Zhang Hua said, “Let’s roll it up first.” ”

Such a long page is not suitable for this kind of protection.

Turn around and seal the box directly and take it out.

“It turned out to be the first cursive script in the world!”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen calligraphy of this length.”

“The one in the north of the bay is fake?”

“It’s not fake.”

“It’s not genuine, it’s not fake?”

“It’s really not fake, the Mid-Autumn Festival Post is not a real work, everyone knows it, but is it a first-class cultural relic that affects people?”

“Those who can copy are not ordinary people.”

“That’s not it, ordinary people can’t copy it in Qianlong’s hands to collect.”

Facsimile or manuscript, even if it is not a genuine work, but it does have a lot of value plus it is an ancient copy, and the year is placed here, which itself belongs to the category of cultural relics.

But copying is copying after all, there is no real work, you can take it as a genuine work, but it really has to flow into the market, and you can’t sell the price of the real work.

But once the real work appears, the tomb is very embarrassing.

This is true of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the same is true of the Self-Narrative.

Director Su had just come out of the museum and was about to participate in a dinner when he suddenly received a call.

“Is the Self-Narrative a fake? Hehe. ”

Director Su smiled.

There has always been debate about the authenticity of the “Self-Narrative Post”, and many high-ranking experts have also said that the “Self-Narrative” in their museum collection is not a genuine work.

Director Su didn’t bother to respond.

It’s really not true, you said, but 387 does not count.

You have the ability to really take it out! Can’t take it out, that’s true!

This cannot be wrong, after all, the words during the Tang Dynasty, you now say that they are false, and you can’t come up with evidence, who can accept this?

“Which calligrapher said that?”

Director Su sat in the car, turned on the mobile phone speaker and put it aside, and started the vehicle.

A voice came out of the phone: “Lu Yuan said.” ”

“Lu Yuan? That Lu Yuan who digged for treasure? ”

Director Su frowned, there is no contradiction between me and him, right?

The treasure he dug up, I also bought a lot, how did he suddenly say such words.

“What is he saying this for?”

“Because… He dug up the real thing. ”

“Stop!”

The vehicle that had just started was braked to death by Director Su.

“What do you say? The real work of “Self-Narrative”? ”

“Well, I just found out.”

“He dug the tomb again?”

“You don’t know?”

“I… I haven’t paid attention lately. ”

“Take a look, the one he dug up is probably really true, think about what to do.”

The other party hung up the phone, and Director Su was a little confused.

What can you do if you let me be a woman?

He opened the live broadcast room and watched it before and after, even more desperate.

Whether it’s danqing or calligraphy, the easiest way to determine whether it is genuine is to see where it came from.

Calligraphy and paintings dug up directly from ancient tombs, with the author’s drop and seal on them, this is not true, who is real?

“Teacher Zhang, there is Li Bai’s true work here!”

“Li Bai! Where? Let me see. ”

Zhang Hua and several people immediately walked over.

Good guy, Li Bai’s true works are there! This room, all special baby.

Lu Yuan was also curious.

As we all know, Li Bai is a poet immortal, but his ink treasure has almost no inheritance.

Some say that he can only write poetry and has average calligraphy.

But judging from the only pair of letters, Li Bai’s calligraphy is definitely not inferior, even if it is not comparable to the second king.

What’s more, calligraphy mainly looks at meaning.

It’s the situation in which I wrote it.

The brush is only a carrier for expressing inner emotions, and the meaning contained in the words written by the brush and ink is called calligraphy.

Excited, happy, sad, words written under different emotions are completely different.

Just like Yan Zhenqing’s most famous “Sacrifice to Nephews”. Is “Sacrifice Nephew” good?

To bring out a single word, it is necessary to have a pen and a structure to have a structure.

You can put all the words together, and at first glance it is only messy, and there are even many alterations.

If you look at it again with the content written in the “Sacrifice Nephew Post”, you can feel the anger and pain in Yan Zhenqing’s heart when she wrote this post.

And Li Bai, a poet immortal, can make a well-known poem, and he is himself a person with extremely full emotions.

If the inspiration flashes, the article is occasionally completed, and it is written down in one go, the writing will never be worse than any calligrapher.

Several people came over and looked down.

The staff unfolded a pair of posters and placed them on the box, which was very large, and on it was a poem by Li Bai.

Or the extremely famous one – “Near Wine”! The handwriting is wild and uninhibited, but it is a line of grass.

“You don’t see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky…”

“It turned out to be “Near Wine”!”

“Vozhi, Li Bai Mobao!”

“Li Bai’s true work, this is the only one in the world, right?”

The young man who discovered the real work was excited: “Lao Lu, is this true?” ”

Although he didn’t want to splash him with cold water, Lu Yuan still shook his head: “No.” ”

“Isn’t it?”

The young man was stunned, and Zhang Hua and Gu Deyong were also stunned.

The young man was a little anxious: “This, this is not true? ”

“It’s not.”

Lu Yuan shook his head and squatted down to gently stroke the poem.

[Ancient Books]: Attribute: Tang Dynasty. Value: 100 million. The value was high, but Lu Yuan was not surprised at all.

He pointed to the drop and said, “Take a closer look at the drop and the seal.” ”

The young man looked at it and distinguished for a while: “Zimei? ”

He suddenly wilted, like a frosted eggplant.

Lu Yuan smiled and said, “Li Bai’s true works are very few, even in his time, there are not many of them. It seems to be one picture handed down to this day, right? Not a few words. ”

“If you want to say that there must be real works, you may not have heard of them much that have been preserved.”

“But although it is not Li Bai’s authentic work, the value of this painting is not bad at all.”

“You may not have heard of Zimei, but you should have heard of Du Fu, right?”

“Du Fu?”

The young man nodded: “I’ve heard, is he a relative of Zimei?” ”

Lu Yuan said, “Du Fu, the word Zimei.” ”

“Hold the grass!”

The young man’s eyes widened: “This is Du Fu’s true work?” ”

“Yes.”

“I blanch! It turned out to be written by Du Fu! ”

“It’s impossible, ‘Near Wine’ is not Li Bai’s?”

“This… Does this directly change history? ”

“I don’t believe it, unless you dig Du Fu out.”

The three views of netizens are about to collapse.

“Near Wine” turned out to be written by Du Fu, who believes it? And there are no such rumors in history at all.

At the scene, a group of people petrified.

After a while, Zhang Hua said, “Xiao Lu, this… It can’t be, right? ”

Lu Yuan was puzzled: “Why is it impossible?” Isn’t that obvious? ”

“However, I have never heard of it, “Near Wine” was written by Du Fu.”

“？？？”

Lu Yuan had a question mark.

Look at the others, look at the barrage.

Day, you guys really understand at the enterprise level.

When did I say that “Near Wine” was written by Du Fu.

Lu Yuan sighed weakly: “I just said that this poem is Du Fu’s true work, not that it was written by him.” ”

Gu Deyong said: “It wasn’t he who did it, what did he write it down for?” ”

Damn it, your question is really a soul-in-the-soul, the question is too reasonable, the logic is closed, I was almost taken into the ditch by you.

Lu Yuan said, “Du Fu is Li Bai’s little fan brother, and he has also written a lot of poems for Li Bai, isn’t it normal to write one of his poems?” What is there to be surprised about. ”

Gu Deyong’s old face turned red, and he reacted that he had just misinterpreted Lu Yuan’s context, and his brain did not turn a corner all of a sudden.

At this time, I couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

Lu Yuan said, “Not bad, Du Fu’s calligraphy is not a single one, this is out of print.” ”

“I’ll look for it again, maybe there will be more.”

The young man was motivated again.

However, after searching for a long time, I couldn’t find it again.

Lu Yuan smiled and did not speak.

I really thought this thing was Chinese cabbage.

Even if Yuan Zai and Liu Jin, two big corrupt officials, join forces, it is difficult to get too much, let alone this is still used for funerals.

Although he didn’t go up to open the coffin, he didn’t need to open it to know that Yuanzai’s tomb must also be empty.

Neither of them survived, and the burial chamber was at most a semi-finished product.

If it were a normal burial, there would be more burial goods in the tomb.

Du Fu’s authentic works should still exist, but it is estimated that they are all collected in the mansion where they live on weekdays.

This is just a fraction.

But in the same way, because this is a tomb, the probability of hiding good things is greater, such as the 17 square fake jade seals.

Some good things can’t be left indiscriminately, and once they are found, they have to lose their heads.

What safer place than a burial chamber?

Similarly, some real treasures must be placed in the tomb, otherwise they will be easily remembered by thieves.

“Teacher Zhang, there is a stone tablet here, would you like to come and take a look?”

Someone shouted again.

“Inscription?”

Lu Yuan was quite surprised, this thing has it.

A few people walked over, the box was very large, there was a stone tablet lying inside, and the front facing Lu Yuan hit it at a glance: “Good guy, Li Bai’s true work!” ”

“Li Bai’s true work? I’ll see. ”

Gu Deyong quickly squatted down, and the tablet was engraved with a poem.

The black stele in white characters is Li Bai’s “Xia Kexing”.

The young man was a little confused: “This is the real thing?” Isn’t this a stone monument? ”

Lu Yuandao: “It’s a stone stele, but it’s also genuine.” ”

Zhang Hua nodded and said, “It’s a genuine work.” ”

“Tang Dynasty inscribed wall poems are a must, and many poets will write poems directly on the stone walls. In fact, as long as you are happy, you can write and paint in all kinds of buildings or mountain stones, bridges, railings, tree trunks, etc. ”

“The literati of the Tang Dynasty especially liked to do this kind of thing, and at present, there are more than 300 authors of Tang Dynasty inscribed poems alone, and nearly a thousand works left? This is still found in modern times, and there are countless more protected and collected by the ancients. ”

Zhang Hua said: “I said how many inscribed poems were found in the Tang Dynasty, but I didn’t see Li Bai Dufu and other great poets, and their feelings have long been preserved.” ”

Poets are not calligraphers, and they have passed down many masterpieces, but there are very few authentic works.

Like Du Fu, so far only one inscribed poem has been found, and there is no authentic manuscript.

This is directly related to their identity as poets.

I like to compose poetry, but the poetry scene is basically not at home.

Either in the wilderness ridge or in the tea house pavilion.

“This one, rare, too rare.”

Lu Yuan was happy in his heart, such a stele is really rare.

“Finally saw the true work of the poet.”

“My assessment is that the words are not as good as mine.”

“It’s worth more than you.”

“Li Bai’s true work, this must not be a sky-high price?”

“Expensive must be very expensive, sky-high price can not be discussed, after all, people are poets not calligraphers, inscriptions are rare.”

I don’t know how many private collectors and museums saw these artifacts, and their eyes were bloodshot.

There are too many good things, and too many count them crazy.

The most exciting are the calligraphy associations in various places.

As soon as Wang Xianzhi’s true deeds came out, he directly rushed to the hot search on major platforms, and a group of big V and news accounts frantically forwarded it, trying to eat the first wave of traffic.

Although the Calligraphy Association will not take the initiative to pay attention to Lu Yuan, it cannot stand such a large publicity from the media.

At this time, it was the evening, and many calligraphers gathered together to eat, and after learning about this, they discussed with each other in high spirits.

“I didn’t expect it to be the true work of Wang Xianzhi!”

“I don’t know which museum it will fall into, but I must visit it when I have time.”

“Wait, I’ll take a call.”

“Hey, what, Huai Su’s Self-Narrative? Authentic? ”

Hung up the phone and saw a group of old friends looking at him, the old man said excitedly: “Huai Su’s “Self-Narrative” has come out!” ”

“The one in the north of the bay?”

“No, it’s a real thing! The one in the north of the bay that I said earlier is a copy, hmph, now confirm it! ”

Before we could say a few words, the phone rang again.

“Hey… Du Fu’s real work? ”

The old man stood up suddenly: “Are you sure it is Du Fu’s true work?” ”

After a few minutes, the old man hung up the phone, because he was too excited, and his old face turned red with bloodshot: “Du Fu’s real work, “Will enter the wine””

Before the old friends could speak, the phone rang again.

“Li Bai’s true work!”

The old man almost fainted from being too excited.

It took several minutes to slow down.

The old man at the table looked at each other speechless.

After a while, the old man said, “Contact President Qu.” ”

……

President Qu’s phone hasn’t stopped since half an hour ago.

He is the president of the Dragon Kingdom Calligraphy Association and a calligrapher.

Half an hour ago, a friend told him that Wang Xianzhi, one of the two kings, had discovered the true work of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Twenty minutes ago, the world’s first authentic cursive script was discovered, and the “Self-Narrative” of the Wanbei Palace Museum was identified as a copy.

Ten minutes ago, Du Fu and Li Bai’s authentic works were discovered one after another.

Now, he is being bombarded with phone calls from the president of calligraphy associations across the country.

His brain was still confused at this time.

He didn’t know what was going on.

How overnight, no, in less than one night, there were suddenly so many authentic works of famous artists.

“Lao Qu, if you don’t go to Taibai Mountain, if you don’t go, we’ll go first.”

“I have to see the world’s first book up close!”

“It’s a great blessing to be able to admire the calligraphy of the grass saint!”

At the time of the earthquake in the calligraphy circle, various famous calligraphy, calligraphy, and danqing were constantly found in the house.

In addition to the inscriptions of “The Traveler”, several inscriptions of Li Bai’s poems were also found, as well as inscriptions of some other poets.

The value of this house has exceeded Lu Yuan’s estimate.

At this moment, Gu Deyong’s voice obviously trembled and shouted, and suddenly sounded in the room: “Xiao, Xiao Lu, come quickly, quickly!” ”

A group of staff in the room, Lu Yuan and Zhang Hua, all looked at it.

Gu Deyong squatted on the ground, and on the box in front of him, he spread out a small half-scroll scroll.

His face was pale, his body was as stiff as a stone, and his eyes looked straight at the calligraphy and paintings on the box.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong and quickly surrounded them.

Lu Yuan and Zhang Hua looked at each other and stepped forward.

“Old Gu, how…”

Zhang Hua was just about to ask, looked down, and suddenly his pupils contracted like the tip of a needle, and his body shook violently, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Lu Yuan followed and asked, “Teacher Gu, what’s wrong?” ”

Immediately looked down, his heart jumped: “Lan… Orchid Pavilion Order! ”

The world’s first book, “Orchid Pavilion Preface”!