Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

The place where Shi Yunli's best friend lives is not far away, just walk through a few alleys. However, the courtyard house she lives in will not be independent, but four families in one compound.

This is due to historical reasons. According to Yun Li, her best friend’s ancestor was a confidant of the general of the expeditionary army, and later died in Burma. Later, the families of the martyrs were assigned to settle here and live there until now.

"Zhou Yun."

As soon as she entered the compound, Shi Yunli shouted.

"Hey, the big beauty is here."

Her best friend didn't show up, but a man in his twenties came out of a room. While nibbling on a cucumber, he joked, "Wouldn't the one next to you be your boyfriend?"

"Shut your stinking mouth, this is my cousin." Shi Yunli pulled Li Mo to the backyard, "That's also my childhood friend, don't look at him as a fool, last year's college entrance examination was the top scorer in science in Kyoto, he is very nice, just his mouth Kind of mean."

"It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this compound." Li Mo was still a little envious of those gods of learning, look at that person just now, he is not a pure nerd, he is a real number one scholar.

"Yun Li, you're here."

At this time, a woman came out from another room, much taller than Shi Yunli. Because of the hot weather, her long hair was tied up, revealing her gooseneck-like neck. She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of cropped pants. Her fair skin made her look more eye-catching.

But Yun Li's saying that she is a beautiful woman is still a bit exaggerated, maybe accompanied by music, her overall temperament is not bad, she looks quiet and elegant.

"Brother, this is my best friend Zhou Yun. We have the same word in our names, so we have been very close since childhood."

"Hello."

Li Mo greeted her.

"Hello, Mr. Li, please come inside."

Li Mo walked into the house with the two daughters, and it was quite cool inside. His parents were not at home, and there was an old-fashioned piano in the corner of the living room. After a dining table was placed, the space in the living room seemed small, so only one piano was placed. A sofa for two.

There is a bedroom on the left and right sides of the living room. Although the space is small, it is very tidy.

"Mr. Li, please sit down, can I bring you a bottle of water?"

"Okay, just a little thirsty."

"Zhou Yun, show that picture to my brother first. Let me tell you, my brother is not an ordinary person. If it wasn't for the sake of you being my best friend, he wouldn't casually make an appraisal of."

"I know, you are the best to me, the words are in my room, I will go and get them out."

Soon, a rectangular black wooden box was placed on the small tea table in front of Li Mo's eyes. Zhou Yun opened it directly and took out a scroll from inside.

"Mr. Li, please help me take a look."

Li Mo took the picture, wiped his hands with a dry tissue, and then slowly opened it. This is indeed a copybook with not many words, but from the perspective of calligraphy, it is full of a kind of superior domineering.

"What a copybook, this is an important piece of calligraphy."

When Shi Yunli heard what he said, she immediately cheered up and blinked at her best friend. It seems that this copybook is really not simple.

"Brother, continue to talk, is this copybook a famous calligrapher in history?"

Zhou Yun also looked at Li Mo with expectant eyes at this moment.

"It's not as simple as a calligrapher. This copybook is three-line cursive script, and the content is written in a poem from the Tang Dynasty: "In the palace, you can see the end of the Nanshan Mountain, and the city is level with the Big Dipper." The writing is strong. Look at this "Big Dipper". The word 'Dou', once drawn, is majestic and domineering."

"Look at its inscription again. Normal calligraphy works are inscribed at the bottom, but the inscription on this sticker is on the top, which shows that this is an emperor. The inscription is the word 'Emperor', There is a square seal on it, it is a little blurred after a long time, I will identify it carefully."

Li Mo looked at it and finally said with emotion: "The treasure of Chongzhen's Jianji."

This poster is actually a masterpiece of calligraphy written by Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. No wonder the whole calligraphy is full of lofty and mighty momentum, and the inscription seal is still on the top.

"Brother, do you mean that this is the calligraphy of Emperor Chongzhen?" Shi Yunli asked in shock, it was written by the emperor.

Li Mo nodded affirmatively.

"Zhou Yun, you're going crazy now."

Zhou Yun also showed excitement on his face.

"In fact, Emperor Chongzhen himself was still a hard-working emperor. He got rid of Wei Zhongxian as soon as he came to the throne. This can be proved. But later, he was self-willed and not good at accepting advice, so the road of the Ming Dynasty became narrower and narrower. Died at Coal Mountain."

"Chongzhen was the second calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty after Emperor Xuande. This copybook cuts to the chase and is an authentic work."

It was the first time for Li Mo to identify a calligraphy work by what he had learned, and then he took a look with his different pupils, and it really emitted a faint blue halo, which was in the late Ming Dynasty.

"I heard from Yun Li that you dug out this calligraphy work of Emperor Chongzhen from the basement. Fortunately, so far, this calligraphy work of Emperor Chongzhen has not been eaten by moths. You have to keep this calligraphy work It’s very precious, and you should always take care of it.”

Li Mo rolled up the copybook.

"Mr. Li, may I ask how much this copybook is worth if you sell it?"

"In the auction market, calligraphy treasures of the Qing emperors are common, but there are very few calligraphy calligraphy handed down by the emperors of the Ming Dynasty. According to my understanding, this Chongzhen calligraphy work will be around 35 million to 4,000 yuan if it is auctioned. Between ten thousand."

"It's worth so much?" Zhou Yun couldn't believe it. A piece of writing she accidentally dug out from the basement was worth more than 10 million yuan.

That's not too much, there are many real calligraphy works worth hundreds of millions, Li Mo muttered in his heart.

"Why is it worth so much?" A man walked into the room, and when she saw Shi Yunli sitting on the sofa, a smile appeared on her face, "Yunli is here to play."

"Hello, Uncle Zhou."

"Sit down, this handsome young man is also your classmate?"

"Uncle Zhou, he is my cousin Li Mo."

"Li Mo?" Zhou Qiming, who was over half a century old, paused and looked at Li Mo a few more times.

"Dad, isn't there an impromptu meeting in your district today? Why did you come back so soon?"

"The leaders of the district have all gone to receive foreign experts, Xiaoyun, what are you doing with this picture?"

Mentioning this, Zhou Yun became visibly excited, and she hurriedly said, "Dad, do you know whose work this is? Mr. Li said that this is the calligraphy and calligraphy treasure of Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It is worth 3,500 yuan. It’s between 10,000 and 40 million. After we sell it, we can directly buy an above-average large-sized commercial house.”

Zhou Qiming looked at Li Mo's too young face, and his expression suddenly became ugly. What does a kid know, talking nonsense, he probably has other things on his mind, and he is going to find a free time to take this picture to an expert for appraisal.

"Uncle Zhou, since my cousin said that it is the calligraphy of Emperor Chongzhen, he must be right, so you can rest assured."

Shi Yunli said with a guarantee.

"Yun Li, what does your cousin do?" Zhou Qiming knew Yun Li's identity, and since Li Mo was her cousin, he must have some background.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Both the Guyunxuan Museum and the Xiang Yu Treasure Museum belong to my brother."

Shi Yunli spoke proudly, as if Li Mo was her own brother.

"Gu Yunxuan?"

Zhou Qiming finally matched Li Mo's name with the person in front of him in his mind, and he immediately became cautious, and said with three points of respect: "So it's Mr. Li, hello, I'm Zhou Yun's father, Zhou Qiming."