Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 182 Not expensive at all
In the fourth year of Tianhui in the Kingdom of Jin, Bingchen Day in November, that is, on January 1127, 1, the city of Kaifeng was broken, and Jin generals captured Song Huizong and Emperor Qinzong. When the weak Northern Song Dynasty perished, because it was the first year of Jingkang in the Northern Song Dynasty, history It is called the Jingkang Change.

Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan, their father and son, together with more than 140000 people from the royal family, nobles, close ministers and various craftsmen, were taken to the Kingdom of Jin. The "Yongle Dadian" written in black and white: The Jingkang Incident was a great shame!

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to be helpless and said with a wry smile: "The Song Dynasty, whether it was the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty that was isolated after the southern migration, was actually a very special dynasty. On the one hand, the people were wealthy, the economy was more prosperous than the Tang Dynasty, and science and technology The culture is flourishing and talented people come forth in large numbers, which can be seen from the famous eight great masters of Tang and Song Dynasties and Song Duzhan six."

"Hey, even Master Yin Ke couldn't help but say that the culture of the Chinese nation has been evolving for thousands of years, and it was created in the era of Zhao Song."

"So what? No matter how strong the economy is, if the force value is not enough, we will still be pressed to the ground by the nomads in the north." Shen Yunfeng sneered.

"That's true, hehe, finally a famous general, Yue Wumu, made a big splash, but he died under twenty gold medals." The old man sighed, "The most innocent, hateful and sad, the turmoil prison!"

Hearing the sad and angry voice of the old man, Shen Yunfeng clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Xiangsheng, I can't see that you are also a compassionate character." The old man slowly recovered his demeanor and looked at Shen Yunfeng.

"People are far more compassionate and merciful; how can it be that they don't meet each other!" Shen Yunfeng sighed.

The old man sighed, pointed to the board he brought with a faint smile, and said, "Many times, human life, in fact, is not as hard as these objects."

"Whether he is high-ranking or noble, rich or poor, in the end he is nothing but a dead body."

"For those of us who come later, if we want to understand the stories hundreds or even thousands of years ago, we still have to use objects like wooden boards."

"Wanyan Yan died in 1162 AD. The woman buried with him was about 40 years old when he died, so we can deduce that she should have been born around 1122 AD." Shen Yunfeng agreed and nodded.

He subconsciously brought the old man's thoughts back to the ancient tomb found in Tunzi Village.Because, when he noticed that the lights in the store needed to be turned on, Shen Yunfeng realized that the conversation between him and the old man was a little too long.

Guessing, this guy Yuan Dongliang should be here soon.

Of course, Shen Yunfeng's careful thinking couldn't be hidden from the old man.

The old man laughed, and followed Shen Yunfeng's train of thought and said, "The Jin people kidnapped more than 12000 people from the Northern Song Dynasty, including 21 princesses from the Northern Song Dynasty."

"The student boldly speculated that the female corpse might be from the Song Dynasty. Based on the principle of not letting go of the slightest possibility, the experts found through consulting historical materials that among the 21 kidnapped princesses, there was indeed one named Zhao Jingu. She was born in 1121, which coincides with their previous deduction."

"Experts are familiar with the historical data and know that most of these abducted princesses were forced to marry the nobles of the Jin Kingdom as concubines. Wan Yanyan has made great military achievements and is in a high position. Naturally, he would not refuse to marry a few princesses of the Northern Song Dynasty as concubines. beautiful thing."

"In this way, it is almost certain that the female corpse is Zhao Jingu herself?" Shen Yunfeng asked with some confusion.

"At least, that's what the four archaeological experts and their students who were at the scene thought so." The old man said noncommittally.

Shen Yunfeng nodded knowingly, thought for a while and asked: "Since the identity of the female corpse is confirmed, have the experts solved the mystery of the masked female corpse?"

"I knew you would break the casserole and ask the truth," the old man looked at Shen Yunfeng with an expression of "I'm just waiting for you to ask." "In the abdomen of the female corpse, experts found some white substances. Through chemical analysis, it was concluded that these white substances Substance was actually a poison in ancient times.”

"So, Zhao Jingu was poisoned to death?" Shen Yunfeng was greatly surprised.

In his subconscious mind, he has determined that the female corpse found in Tunzi Village is Zhao Jingu, the princess of the Northern Song Dynasty more than 1000 years ago.

"That's almost the case," the old man nodded, "Because the archaeological experts found some obvious scars on the arms of the female Zhao. According to this, she was only 40 years old. She should have died abnormally. .”

"Under the overturned nest there are eggs," Shen Yunfeng sighed endlessly, "In the eyes of those barbarians, golden branches and jade leaves are just a mere life."

The old man looked at Shen Yunfeng in surprise, and didn't understand why this young appraiser in an antique shop in front of him had such a big prejudice against foreigners with different surnames.

He wanted to see something from Shen Yunfeng's face, but what fell in the eyes of the old man was just a face like an ancient well, without waves, traces or any expressions.

Only, in the clear eyes, the old man can see that there is a trace of undetectable killing intent.

The old man was even more surprised.

After pondering for a long time, he finally sighed slightly. Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't go into it.

"It's not just the white substance that kills the woman," the old man suddenly had the thought of pulling away, and said quickly, "because the silk cloth covering the face of the woman's corpse is actually a tool to kill her."

Shen Yunfeng looked at the old man quietly, his eyes widened.

The old man gave a wry smile in his heart, but he still calmly explained the reason: "Because Wanyanyan died, as a concubine, she could only choose to be buried with her."

"The reason why those yellow silk cloths are kept on her head is that when she died, she looked very ugly due to the fear of death, so the golden man came up with a way to cover it with a face cloth."

"Hey, it's a bit of a cover-up, but it also took a lot of effort and energy from the so-called archaeological experts."

"Tell me, what are they trying to do?"

The old man said something completely subconsciously.

"Yeah, what are they trying so hard to do under that background!" Shen Yunfeng was expressionless, and after saying this, he sat quietly without saying a word.

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Inside the Hengxing Antique Store, for a moment, the silence made people feel scared.

After being silent for about half a stick of incense, the old man finished his cup of tea, stood up slowly, walked to the counter, rubbed his fingers on the mottled wooden board, turned to Shen Yunfeng who was watching him, and said: "After all, I'm just here. I asked about its price, but I didn’t expect that he rambled on and said a lot of irrelevant things.”

"It's not too early now, Housheng, if you accept it, just tell me a price. If you don't accept it, I'll take it back the same way."

"want!"

Shen Yunfeng said without any hesitation, "50000 yuan, old man, if you agree, I will give you cash now."

The old man was surprised again!

Because he knew that the wooden board he brought, even if it was an ancient relic, even if it was taken out from the tomb of the famous Wan Yanyan of the Jin Kingdom, when its historical value was taken away, it would never look like Shen Yunfeng said it was worth so much money.

"Young students, it's a bit expensive!" The old man couldn't help persuading, "Even if there is one less zero, I am willing to give it to you."

"In my opinion, not expensive at all!"

Shen Yunfeng walked up to the old man, smiled, and slowly looked at the wooden plank quietly placed on the counter.

The old man seemed to see an extremely gentle look flowing from Shen Yunfeng's eyes.

He was almost certain that he had never seen such a focused look in Shen Yunfeng's eyes in his life.

(End of this chapter)