Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 301 Nine Paintings

Zhu Di, Zhu Quan and Chongzhen can be worshiped, and of course Zhu Yuanzhang must be worshiped. Li Ding'an is not surprised at all to find the Hongwu statue here.

He just felt a little emotional: Zhu Quan was a Taoist priest, Chongzhen was the sun god, Zhu Di was the Zhenwu Emperor, and Zhu Yuanzhang became the Buddha... How much thought did Huang use to build these statues?

Sighing with regret, he continued to open the bottles. The remaining bottles were all Buddha statues, which should be Qingyuan Xingsi, Nanyue Huairen and other Zen founders after Huineng.

It's just a little strange that there isn't a girl?

Since we are offering sacrifices to the emperor, we should also offer sacrifices to the queen. At worst, if we try to carve it into the image of a female Bodhisattva or a Taoist goddess, no one will doubt it...

Chen Jingshu was also a little surprised: "Why are there no Tathagata and Guanyin?"

"Zen belongs to the Mahayana, and its teaching is that 'everyone can become a Buddha', and the purpose of Zen is to 'see one's nature and become a Buddha', so we don't pay attention to this, and we only recognize these six..."

"Bada Shanren practices Zen Buddhism?"

"Yes, to be more precise, he practices silent Zen, which comes from the Zen teaching of 'When you speak, you will be wrong, when you think, you will be good'..."

Chen Jingshu was silent and sighed leisurely: You know... you know a lot!

"what happened?"

"I finally know, why didn't you call me for several days?"

Li Ding'an was stunned: It seems...it does have something to do with it.

Because we have to look up information, find clues, study, and analyze... Human energy is limited. If you use more here, there will of course be less there.

Not only for things, but also for people...

Just as he was looking for an excuse, without any reason, Yu Huiyin's face popped into his mind.

Li Ding'an was shocked.

Damn it, can you think of such a thing at this time?

Looking for treasure... Yes, hurry up and find treasure...

He shook his head vigorously and walked towards the pile of boxes.

There are a lot of them, more than ten in size, and the things are very miscellaneous. There are common monk robes and ribbons, Buddhist flags similar to Taoist amulets, and sutra pillars that look like pagodas.

There are also small items, such as lotus lanterns, leather drums, copper chimes, cloud boards, toothed wood, bamboo grates, Dharma cymbals, ordination boxes, and vajra pestles painted with copper powder.

There are new ones, old ones, big ones, small ones, it’s all dazzling.

It was like walking around looking at flowers, turning around and looking at the flowers. As he walked, Li Dingan stopped moving.

Four tin cans!

It must have been oiled, it's completely black and shiny, with a slight trace of rust on the soles.

There are three circles on one side, and the three circles are all about the same length, half a meter high, and look like tall pots or copper hot pots with lids.

There are also differences. One has ears, one has a button on top, and the other has a ring. The patterns of the three objects are also different, namely Panhui, Panchi, and Qilin.

The square one is slightly larger, with four legs, connected to the bottom frame below, and four edges added to the top. At first glance, it looks like a box inlaid on a small square coffee table.

This one is engraved with a phoenix and bird pattern.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he was standing still, Chen Jingshu also walked over and narrowed her eyes: "It looks like a ritual vessel, but the pattern is wrong and the shape of the vessel is wrong!"

It's indeed wrong, but if it were right, the Huang family would be finished.

"The one with the button on the top is 'Deng', the one with the ring on the top is 'Dou', the one with two ears is 'Gui', and the square one is '簠'. Since the Shang and Zhou dynasties, these four items have been used to worship the emperor and the princes. Ritual vessel, but the 'Deng' pattern is a paper pattern, not a panchi, the 'bean' pattern is a Fang Sheng pattern, not a unicorn, the Gui pattern is a cloud thunder pattern, not a panli, and the 'Dou' pattern is a wave pattern. …

After roughly the Han Dynasty, copper became currency, and such ritual vessels gradually turned to iron vessels. After the Tang Dynasty, they evolved into porcelain, including the shape of the vessels. By the Ming Dynasty, these types of pots, plates, boxes, and bowls had been completely transformed into ceramics, and they could only be single-color porcelain.

Of course, the Huang family didn't dare to use or make these things, so they could only retro them, and they didn't dare to engrave patterns that represented these ritual vessels, so they could only use metaphors. But no matter how you borrow it, at least four emperors and empresses are worshiped here: two men and two women. "

"Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Di, Queen Ma, Queen Xu?"

"Most likely!" Li Ding'an smiled, "But don't even think about royal rituals!"

Chen Jingshu was startled for a moment, then understood.

These were all built privately by the Huang family, and were not produced by institutions such as the Ming Dynasty Baoyuan Bureau and Yingshi Repair Institute that specialized in manufacturing inner court utensils. Naturally, they cannot be called "imperial".

It is indeed considered a ritual vessel, but its value is as high as in the sky or as valuable as the earth...

"But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter even if you can't find any of them: just the two bottles of emperor statues, these four ritual vessels, plus so many magical instruments, it is more than enough to open a small museum, and the business will definitely boom..."

"Ah, is it really open?"

"Otherwise, what should I do? There is Expert Li on the left, Teacher Li on the right, and the secretary and mayor have personally visited the door more than once and snatched them all away. It is really unethical..."

Chen Jingshu smiled and nodded, "Then let's go!"

"Take another look. If you find nothing, go back first and look for it more carefully when you have time."

"What about here?"

"I called Azhen. He will be here in the afternoon and asked him to help look after it!"

The two continued to watch.

There are two boxes full of books, most of which are Buddhist classics and a few Taoist rituals, all of which are engravings.

It's well preserved, with moisture-proof agent and insect repellent powder sprinkled on it.

After roughly looking through it, almost all of them are Qing Dynasty engravings.

It is definitely valuable, but compared to Zhuheyin and Chonghepu, it pales in comparison.

The three boxes of rubbings are mostly Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures brought back from Jiuhua Mountain and Longhu Mountain.

There was another box with red letters on the lid that said "Portraits of Religious Gods and Gods", which was also on the list. Open the lid and look again, you can see more than twenty long cloth bags, some thick and some thin.

Li Ding'an wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is the last box. Let's leave after reading it!"

Chen Jingshu was also a little disappointed and looked around: "No treasure?"

"It must not be here, otherwise someone would have discovered it! It may have been spent long ago, and maybe there is no treasure in the first place!"

Chen Jingshu was speechless.

If not, why did Lin Ziliang dig for so many years?

Including the jade piano in the Water Temple, Bada Shanren's dog, the jade pendant and jade pendant found by Li Ding'an, and so many clues found from front to back.

There must be treasure there!

But like he said, it's not necessarily hidden here...

"Are you disappointed?"

"Really nothing!" Li Ding'an said indifferently, "Even if I have nothing, I still make enough money, at least hundreds of millions."

"Just the Zhuhe Seal, isn't it worth that much?"

"Oh, Lao Wang and Xiao Sun were here just now. I didn't mention it: there is a token given to Zhu Quan by Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di's imperial pen, and a complete set of "Taizheng Musical Score", plus the previous Zhu He Seal, a double-linked Yin, Yugui, Peiyu... you decide."

Really hundreds of millions?

But compared to the treasures, it still feels a bit small...

"Don't be discouraged! Maybe with luck, you can find an imperial edict or something?"

"How is that possible!" Chen Jingshu couldn't help laughing, "Even if it existed, it would have been taken away long ago!"

Li Ding'an gritted his teeth and smiled: "What if?"

At the same time, he took out one piece.

It has to be said that the local religious and cultural tourism department was very careful: they first covered it with moisture-proof plastic cloth, and then covered it with absorbent cotton cloth. There is also a faint smell of medicinal powder, which must be insect-proof and rodent-proof.

As for the two men...the dust on the ground can even cover the soles of their shoes. It can be seen that they haven't come in for months or even a year...

He opened the bag and unfolded the scroll on the silk scroll, which showed Bodhidharma.

The painting style is rough, the strokes are concise, the expression is fierce, and the eyes are sharp. He is a good Zen master, but his eyes are painted with a sinister look?

Secretly suspicious, Li Ding'an opened the second volume. This time it was Huineng, still on silk. The style was still the same, but the expression of the character was almost ferocious. He was no longer fierce, but full of murderous intent.

This is a statue of a god. Why are they all painted like enemies?

This is the style of painting, does it look familiar?

Suddenly, my heart thumped: Niu Shihui?

Just as she was about to take another look, Chen Jingshu said "Yeah".

Li Ding'an turned his head subconsciously, and then seemed to be frozen.

A horizontal scroll, nearly one meter long and sixty meters wide, with no background or coloring, and the entire painting is drawn in white:

A monk wearing a bamboo hat, about fifty years old, with a slender appearance, a slight beard under the chin, and no hair on the temples, wearing a right-sided robe, wide-mouthed shoes, and his hands in the sleeves.

The painting has an inscription, a postscript and a seal:

Silent portrait: Passing by my son's house, my family is in good health, I made this for Yu, when I was fifty-one years old.

Under it is a seal: Silent.

Postscript: There is no donkey, a newborn rabbit, a broken face gate, at a loss. What's more, it's sad that he is a human being in this world, and in the end he doesn't know where he came from. Today I am happy to go on my way, passing through the kudzu vines and dew cloth, duh!

Jian: plowing mountains.

Also postscript: Huang Bo is compassionate and yet possesses anger, while Yunju's evil temper turns into joy. Li Gong, the stone unicorn in the sky, how could he ever get you? If not, he would have a broken head. Covering the jungle, how can we stop being angry and happy for a while?

Qian: Upturned but not at the top.

I don’t recognize any of the three seals.

But the key is that this painting is so recognizable.

Once you are sure, no longer sure, just use the system to test it again... How can you admit your mistake?

He raised his head subconsciously, and Chen Jingshu's eyes seemed to be staring at his face.

"I remember that there is a self-portrait of Bada Shanren in the Forbidden City, called "Small Portrait of Geshan"!"

"Yes, it was discovered in Nanchang and later returned to Nanchang!"

"That painting is also a line drawing with no background and no coloring. It's also wearing a turban and cloth shoes, with its sleeves folded with both hands?"

"Yes, there are eight images, but there are more inscriptions and seals than this one!"

"Is this...an authentic work?"

Li Ding'an breathed out: "Yes, it's not in vain!"

Not only is it not in vain, but it’s another 100 million?

And he discovered the three-party seal that Bada Shanren had never seen before...

Like water waves flowing, Chen Jingshu's eyes were shining: "Look again!"

"it is good!"

Li Ding'an squatted down and moved his hands quickly.

The third ancestor, Monk Can, also has a murderous look on his face, painted by Niu Shihui.

Qingyuan Xingsi is still Niu Shihui.

Well, Patriarch Rujing... who is this?

Ha, pointing to the sky and drawing the earth, thirteen ring scars, Zhu Yuanzhang!

There is no seal or postscript, only the words "Rujing Patriarch", but the painting style is definitely that of Bada Shanren.

Look again, Emperor Zhenwu, Bada Shanren!

Chongxu Zhenren, Sunlight Bodhisattva, and Badashanren.

There are also three paintings of goddesses and a "Picture of a Jade Girl": wearing a nine-phoenix hairpin and holding a Chao Hut board, she is definitely the incarnation of Queen Ma.

It is recorded in the Ming Dynasty Chinese version of "The Legend of Heroes and Martyrs" that Ma Xiuying was the reincarnation of the beautiful girl next to the Jade Emperor, which is extremely popular among the people.

Another pair of phoenix hairpins in the same palace attire is named "Our Lady of Tianqi". There is no such god in Taoism, but this should be Zhu Di's first wife, Queen Xu, because her posthumous title contains the four words "Tianqi Shengwen".

The last painting is the Moonlight Bodhisattva. No need to guess this: Queen Zhou who went to disaster with Chongzhen.

Understand that Buddha and Zen masters were all written by Niu Shihui, and the ancestors of the Zhu family were painted by Bada Shanren himself.

Add "Speechless Portrait", a total of eight pictures... my heart trembles just thinking about it.

But I feel that there is still one missing: there are Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma, there are Zhu Di and Empress Xu, there are Chongzhen and Empress Zhou, and there is also Zhu Quan, but there is no portrait of Zhu Quan’s wife, Concubine Lou.

Although she is not a queen, but just a princess, she is the great-great-grandmother of Bada Shanren, so it is impossible not to inscribe a portrait for her.

Looking into the box again, there were a few volumes left, and Li Ding took them out safely.

Open a scroll, Hui Kexiang, Niu Shihui painted it.

Opening another volume, I saw a portrait of the eleven ancestors of Zen, again painted by Niu Shihui.

Open another one and become a Taoist immortal this time?

A man and a woman sit in the middle hall, both in the image of Taoist priests, and both of them are wearing yellow fairy cave robes.

It is clearly stipulated in the Zhengyi ritual that only Heavenly Masters can wear Zhenghuang Immortal Clothes.

So, this is a female heavenly master?

It seems a bit disrespectful to say this, but that’s exactly how it is painted.

Untitled, but with a postscript: The sound is like a drum and harp, and the rhyme is like a harp.

There is also the inscription: In the year of Wuyin, Tang Sheng was a painting of Hanxu Immortal Couple.

At the bottom is a flower-shaped emblem with five petals.

Li Ding'an's pupils shrank slightly.

I don’t know who Mr. Zhu Qiu is, but Han Xuzi is Zhu Quan. There is also a statue of him in the Taoist temple, which is exactly the same as in the painting.

Since they are immortal lovers, they are certainly husband and wife, so the female Taoist is Concubine Lou.

He also doesn't know who Tang Sheng is, but he remembers this flower-shaped coin.

In the Forbidden City, there is a "Picture of Buxi" and a "Picture of Qiantang Scenery", both of which have this square seal: Tang Bohu's peach blossom sign!

One time while drinking, Ding Licheng even joked with him: You are famous all over the world. You have picked up so many calligraphy and paintings, but you can't compare with one by Bada Shanren or Tang Yin. When will you pick up one?

what is this?

And there's more than one...

With emotion in my heart, I brushed my fingers over the scroll and felt the unique texture of silk.

A screen with a strong sense of science fiction stands squarely in front of you, with a line of small characters that is extremely dazzling: Portrait of Prince Ning, Zhu Quan and his wife, author Tang Bohu.

In the Wuyin year, Tang Bohu was forty-eight years old and passed away five years later. This painting is a work from his Dacheng period.

Let's look at the others: Bada Shanren, Bada Shanren, Bada Shanren... without exception, they are all mature works in his later years.

Look at the valuation given by the system: there are many zeros.

So, what more treasures are there?

Seeing that he was motionless, Chen Jingshu stood up: "What's wrong!"

"painting!"

I know, Bada Shanren’s self-portrait, and the value represented by this painting is not only the painting itself, but the few words of the inscription: Based on this research, this is Bada Shanren’s home, and he also has a wife and son.

It is also the ancestral hall of the Zhu family, which is of great significance...

Chen Jingshu's thoughts were swirling, but Li Ding'an sighed leisurely: "There are twenty-two paintings in total, thirteen of which were written by Niu Shihui..."

"What about the rest?"

"Bada Shanren and Tang Yin are all authentic works!"

Chen Jingshu trembled violently, her eyes widened like beads, full of disbelief: Nine pictures?

　There may be some places that are not rounded enough, so I have to change them tomorrow.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)