Chapter 315 Reattaching the Severed Limb

"Okay, that's all." Baoyou breathed a sigh of relief.

Facts have proved that even for your own collection, hearing the names of so many graves is a kind of mental pollution.

The same goes for Zhang Yang on the other end of the video. He seems to be relieved, because if he continues to watch, he feels that the whole world will turn into black and white like rubbings.

But he was still too happy too early.

After bidding farewell to the treasurer who appraised the rubbings, the next treasurer of Lianmai also brought a thick stack of paper.

As soon as he saw the iconic black and white, Zhang Yang felt a headache.

"Teacher, his rubbings of inscriptions on tombstones can be sold for money, so I should be able to sell them too, right?" Baoyou asked.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yang looked at the rubbings in Baoyou's hand. It was obviously the A4 paper commonly used by printers.

Who uses this kind of paper for rubbings? So unprofessional.

"You'll know just by looking at it."

Baoyou didn't explain clearly and just spread the rubbings flat on the table.

On the top one, the rubbing pattern is rectangular, with vertical stripes of text in the middle saying:

[Added the title of Jingzhou Prefecture Magistrate Ming].

This is obviously the signature of a Taoist-level (now department-level) magistrate on a certain stone carving.

However, because this piece of paper was just rubbed a few years ago, Zhang Yang could not see the origin of this line of text.

Fortunately, Baoyou has a lot of stuff here.

Zhang Yang directed him to take out the next one, which read:

[Liu, the prefect of Jingzhou Prefecture in the 25th year of Daoguang]

Another signature, also from the Qing Dynasty, and also from Jingzhou?

continue.

The next rubbing has more text, it says:

[Hundred Households of Jingzhou Prefectural Government Officials...Diary on the First Day of June in the Wanli Year]

Seeing this, Zhang Yang already understood in his heart.

The words on these rubbings all come from the famous ancient city wall of Jingzhou.

There are a considerable number of green bricks on the ancient city wall that were used in repairs during the Ming and Qing Dynasties and were engraved with the information of the supervisors.

To this day, it still attracts many tourists to secretly make rubbings.

As for why I can only go secretly, it is because it is illegal to make rubbings in an honest manner.

"They are all rubbings of the text bricks on the ancient city wall of Jingzhou."

"Friend Bao, you didn't buy these things, did you?"

"As far as I know, the market price of this kind of text brick rubbing is very low, only a few dozen yuan per piece."

"It's impossible, right?" Baoyou didn't quite believe Zhang Yang's words. "Nowadays, ordinary people are not allowed to make rubbings on the city wall. They say that this method of applying ink on bricks will affect the preservation of cultural relics."

"And after making rubbings, some people secretly brought cement to coat the bricks, so some of the rubbings became unique copies."

"Ah? Why do you, Baoyouyou, know so much?"

Zhang Yang had heard about not allowing rubbings, so he wasn't surprised.

But use cement to smooth the surface of the rubbed bricks to make your own rubbings unique...

Isn't it true that in such an outrageous way, the person involved is not giving his own account in the live broadcast room?

Zhang Yang was a little skeptical.

"I heard from the locals that there were no cameras before, so I would go up there with a bucket of cement in the middle of the night..."

[Smash the pot after eating? Too outrageous]

[Good news, the city wall has been repainted; bad news, only the bricks with text have been painted]

[So these ancient ruins should not be opened to the public, as they are not well protected at all]

[What does this mean? Chang’an’s ancient city wall had words carved by modern people on every brick.]

"There are also some masters who directly dug out the bricks with characters on them from the city walls. Those bricks are expensive, costing less than 10,000 yuan..."

The more Baoyou talked, the more excited he became.

Zhang Yang became more and more shocked as he listened.

This eldest brother probably didn't make rubbings or steal bricks, but he must have been in contact with that group of people.

He quickly checked the dates of the rubbings on the desktop again, and they were all in 2022.

It was newly printed last year.

When he looked at Baoyou again, Zhang Yang's eyes changed slightly.

This brother likes to communicate so much and talks freely, so he is very suitable to be a tainted witness!

Just a few days ago, because someone illegally made rubbings on an ancient city wall, some people in Zhang Yang's several expert database groups were preaching about the need to curb this unhealthy trend and do a good job in protecting cultural relics.

I hope everyone can work together and take the lead.

As an expert in the protection of cultural relics in Expert Library, doesn’t Zhang Yang have this performance?

It’s up to you to become a regular employee, dear friend!

After Baoyou finished narrating the story between him and the thief who dug up bricks from the city wall, Zhang Yang slowly spoke:

"Baoyou, I have a friend who specializes in studying the history of Chinese city wall construction and is also watching my live broadcast."

"He is very interested in some of your stuff. How about adding a friend to chat later? I can guarantee that the other party is serious about research in this area."

"Really or not?" Zhang Yang's words suddenly made Baoyou wary.

As we all know, "I have a friend" = "myself".

So in Baoyou's eyes, what he said just now means that Master Zhang himself is interested in these rubbings.

The old viewers of the live broadcast room all know that when Master Zhang is very interested in a certain treasure and even wants to have a private chat with the treasure friend...

Either the thing is very punishing, and I am going to send my treasure friend into it;

Either the items cannot be traded, and I hope you can donate them to the museum.

Baoyou felt that his own situation was the former, so he quickly told Zhang Yang:

"Stop contacting me privately."

"If you are really interested and want to buy it, just go to the live broadcast room and connect to the mic. Teacher, just enable multi-person mic connection."

"Baoyou, you are a bit super sensitive." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

He had already planned for this situation and had already quietly waved to Xu Jie.

"That friend of mine is right next to me. I asked him to tell you."

[Wow, little sister! 】

[Are you sure they are friends? Not a female assistant? 】

[The anchor is finally willing to hire an assistant]

"Come on, okay..."

Zhang Yang turned around and was stunned for a moment when he saw the person approaching him. Halfway through the words "good brother", he got stuck.

"…Okay, sister?"

Zhang Yang looked behind Shen Shuyu and saw Xu Jie showing a lewd smile.

It was obviously Xu Jie who encouraged Miss Shen to appear in the scene.

"Ah? She's really a young lady?" Baoyou was also stunned, "Okay, the anchor has started working on the script, right? Is this the female assistant you hired?"

"No, I am a good friend of Master Zhang."

Shen Shuyu explained gently, and the effect was obviously better than Zhang Yang's usual words.

Baoyou immediately stopped questioning and said instead:

"Then let's add friends..."

[Brother, you are so embarrassed by the barrage]

[I fell into the trap, this woman is actually a female cop]

[Are you not sure whether she really studies the history of city wall construction? 】

[It feels like Baoyouyu is going to be fished into law enforcement]

[Unintentional click, the deceased rest in peace]

Maybe he looked down at his phone and saw the reminder barrage, so Baoyou quickly changed his words:

"Before adding friends, you need to prove that you are indeed studying the history of the city wall."

"Proof? Just tell me what you know about the ancient city of Jingzhou?" Zhang Yang pretended to ask about the scope of the topic, but he was actually reminding Shen Shuyu about the origin of these rubbings.

He was not sure whether Miss Shen was watching his live broadcast seriously just now.

But Shen Shuyu's next words proved that she was not only watching the live broadcast attentively, but also had a reserve of knowledge in this area.

"There are two types of rubbings here. One is from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty."

"This is because Zhang Juzheng, a native of Jingzhou, was in power at the court at that time, so he wanted to repair the ancient city wall in his hometown, and specially approved a special fund."

"These city bricks were mainly fired by the army, so most of the inscriptions on them are military official titles such as Baihu and Qianhu."

"As for those from the Qing Dynasty..."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Yang interrupted Shen Shuyu and told her, "There are too many knowledge points that the audience in the live broadcast room can't grasp. Just prove that we are capable."

"Friend Bao, you shouldn't have any doubts now, right? I can't have a sleight of hand to predict that you're going to come for appraisal, and then prepare a sitter here in advance, right?"

"No problem."

Baoyou nodded with a convinced look on his face and moved very quickly, taking the initiative to send a friend request to Zhang Yang's account in the background.

Zhang Yang also smiled back at him, and when the time comes, the certificates will also be distributed to Baoyou.

…

After being a childcare worker, Shen Shuyu sat back in his seat consciously.

But the barrage stopped.

They all yelled at the male water friends to get out of the way and let the female anchors do the broadcast.

Zhang Yang had some selfish intentions and just pretended not to see it.

He quickly called the next treasure friend to divert everyone's attention.

The next treasure friend was also very helpful and brought out a gilt bronze statue of Chakrasamvara.

"Teacher, I spent fifty thousand to buy this Happy Buddha. Is it worth it?" Baoyou asked.

"What is the Joyful Buddha? This is the hidden secret Chakrasamvara statue." Zhang Yang corrected him with a serious look, "We are an academic live broadcast room, so we need to be more rigorous."

"Okay, then... I bought it based on a gilt bronze statue from the middle Qing Dynasty."

"There's nothing wrong with the thing. It's a typical Vajra statue from Tibetan Tantric Buddhism during the Qianlong period."

"Fifty thousand yuan is neither expensive nor cheap. I can only say that this is the price."

"Is there anything else you want to identify? If not, I'll be next."

"Is this the end?" Baoyou was a little confused about the situation, "Anchor, you are too fast, aren't you the fast guy?"

"Those broken bricks have been chatting for a long time just now. Don't I have nothing to say?"

"There really isn't much to say. It's just a statue of Hercula Vajra from the mid-Qing Dynasty." Zhang Yang spread his hands helplessly, what else should he say?

Do I still need to tell you, treasure friend, how to understand the Dharma of joy through this statue?

"Then look at his arms, they look like Thousand-Armed Guanyin..."

Baoyou wanted to guide Zhang Yang to explain, but the latter had no choice but to do some popular science.

"This is one of the various forms of Chakrasamvara with four faces and twelve arms."

"Then what he is holding in front of him, look at this posture..."

"This is Vajra Haimu. They all look like this. Don't act like you've never seen the world, okay?"

"What he holds in his hand..."

"The vajra, vajra bell... are just ordinary magic weapons."

"It's stepped on..."

"Velowa and the goddess of the night are also some gods of Tantric belief." Zhang Yang answered fluently.

"Then...Okay, I have no problem." Baoyou suddenly smiled crookedly and raised his voice and said, "Little sister just now, be careful. The anchor will study the statue of Happy Buddha when he is free. Be careful that he lies to you..."

Damn, you're causing trouble!

Zhang Yang had quick hands and quick eyes and quickly hung up Lian Mai.

But the barrage could no longer be contained, and they started to revel:

【There are still many good people in the world】

[I prove that the anchor is such a person]

[Sisters, you must be careful, I was abandoned by the anchor like this]

[Girl, you are not the first girl to come to the live broadcast room, and you will not be the last one]

Zhang Yang turned around, looked at Shen Shuyu in a low voice, and explained in a low voice: "I'm really not that kind of person."

Miss Shen couldn't help but nodded to him: "I know, they are teasing you."

After receiving this answer, Zhang Yang instantly felt the urge to let himself go.

But after thinking about it, let’s maintain order in the live broadcast room first.

"It's okay, you can slander me all you want. I'm upright and not afraid of my shadow. I'll continue to win the next treasure friend."

"Hello!"

Zhang Yang smiled and greeted his treasure friend whose ID was [Old Chinese Medicine Doctor Xu Xian].

An old Chinese medicine practitioner, you can imagine a very decent image just by looking at his name.

"Hello anchor, I am your old fan, Master Zhang."

"Really? Chinese medicine practitioners also have time to watch my live broadcast." Zhang Yang laughed.

What kind of anchor will have what kind of audience. It seems that this statement makes some sense.

"Of course, I often look at the faces of various anchors online to determine their physical condition."

"Anchors are generally rich and willing to spend a lot of money to treat illnesses."

"You can see it even with beauty treatments?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, "Then what kind of diseases do you mainly look at?"

"Andrology."

"Ahem." Zhang Yang quickly cleared his throat after hearing this. He knew he couldn't ask any more questions.

Let’s quickly get back to the topic.

"Let's talk about what you want to identify!"

"Oh, here's the thing." Baoyou explained the origin of the baby, "There is a famous male anchor on the Internet. He is quite handsome and very rich. He indulged too much, so he suffered from kidney deficiency at a young age. It’s gone, and there’s even a little bit of impotence…”

This was a bit offensive, and Zhang Yang was glad that he wore fake old-age makeup, which had nothing to do with youth.

So it's definitely not a hint to him.

After Baoyou talked a lot of nonsense, he finally returned to the wooden screen in front of him.

The main body of the screen is about half a meter long and wide, like the large color TVs that every household used to buy;

Comes with a matching seat, which at first glance should be authentic small-leaf rosewood, decorated with a large number of cirrus patterns;

The insert on the screen reads "I once saw it in Wuzhong, and decorated the scene with a carved cage." How can it be like flying, soaring in the sky? The poems written by Ni Gaoshi, "please agree to my obedience" were all painted in white.

The signature is "Imperial Crane Poetry" in four characters.

Royal control?

Seeing this word, Zhang Yang immediately knew that something was not simple.

He quickly asked Baoyou to move the camera closer to take a look at the last two seals.

One is a white seal with the content "Seal Seal Qianlong Imperial Pen";

The other is red and says "Qianlong Chenhan (the emperor's ink)".

Take a look at the time: [1776], the forty-first year of Qianlong's reign.

Right!

Good guy, it turned out to be a screen insert written by Emperor Qianlong.

Qianlong did have a history of inscribing articles on wooden products. After the imperial craftsmen carved the articles and verses, the items were usually placed in the palace for royal use.

But, how did this thing get into the hands of this Chinese medicine doctor?

The only reasonable explanation Zhang Yang can think of is:

"Brother Chinese medicine doctor, are you trying to reattach the broken third leg of my male anchor?"

"As for using such expensive things to thank you?"