Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Are lead pipes laid in the robber's cave?

Zhang Hanguang stared, and the word "nonsense" came to his lips: Do you dare to be more imaginative?

Li Ding'an smiled softly: "Don't believe it?"

Do you believe me?

With his chin raised and his head tilted to a forty-five degree angle, Zhang Hanguang suddenly paused again.

He suddenly thought of the map of the Shenyang Forbidden City.

Li Ding'an said it was machine-woven and made of rayon. Everyone thought he was lying.

Including He Anbang, Lu Benzhi, countless experts and scholars, including him!

But the result... haha, woven, rayon!

From that time on, Zhang Hanguang remembered: no matter how outrageous or unbelievable what Li Ding'an said, don't rush to doubt it, think about it first.

What about this time?

He thought about it carefully, his eyes becoming suspicious.

There are only a few types of archaeological detection instruments, such as underground metal, geomagnetism, georesistance, geothermal, etc., and these instruments all use the principle of electromagnetic radiation.

Lead is inherently protective against radiation, and it certainly can be protected against electromagnetic radiation.

And the biggest use of bismuth is to make fusible alloys. For example, lead-bismuth alloy has a melting point of only 125 degrees Celsius. You can melt it with a pot at home. You can cast it in whatever you want. It doesn't have to be too convenient.

It's strong, light, and cheap... The most important thing is that lead pipes are used in a wide range of applications: construction, plumbing, medicine, and even food...

If you open a small lead pipe factory in an open and honest manner, who cares what alloy the lead pipes are made from and what they are used for...

Hell?

Why is it that the more I think about it, the more I feel that what Li Ding'an said makes sense?

He rubbed his chin and rolled his eyes: "Are you sure?"

"You're a police officer and you're asking me?"

"Then you can cut it off if you say so?"

Li Ding'an choked.

He cut the door curtain just to find out what kind of utensil it was covered with before. How could he think of a lead pipe?

When he saw it for the first time, he was curious: Yunjin Kujin, in addition to raw silk, is gold wire. It only turns yellow and red. How can it turn black?

After some research, I realized that this thing was contaminated with lead.

Anyone who wears jewelry knows that gold will turn black and fade when exposed to lead. Especially for women, if a gold necklace is worn for a long time, it will react with the lead element in cosmetics, leaving a black circle in the neck at every turn.

The same goes for this door curtain: lead contaminates the gold wire, which in turn contaminates the silk.

The pollution area is so large that it almost covers the entire door curtain, but is it so uniform?

Therefore, it must have been covered with some kind of lead-containing artifact before being unearthed.

Thinking of this, Li Ding'an became even more excited than when he discovered Prince Ning's treasure.

Because this thing is not a door curtain, it is either covered on the body or on the coffin.

The body couldn't possibly contain lead, so there would only be a coffin...either made of copper or tin.

Good guy, a copper coffin, a tin coffin, and it’s the emperor’s coffin... unheard of, never seen!

Important weapon, absolutely important weapon. Compared with it, Luduan and White Porcelain Guanyin are all younger brothers.

If it is unearthed, it will definitely shock the entire archaeological community and scare archaeological experts and scholars across the country.

It’s easy to apply for a ministerial-level project, and it’s not without hope to tackle a national-level project.

Therefore, Li Ding'an cut out a piece without any fuss. In addition to dating it, he also asked Cui Li to do a metal element analysis.

But there is no egg, no copper, no tin, but bismuth appears?

British chemists discovered bismuth in the mid-18th century, and began to refine it only in the 19th century. The lead-bismuth alloy was invented around World War I.

At that time, Yongzheng had been dead for more than a hundred years...

Woolen copper coffin?

He sighed again and looked at the door curtain on the table.

If you don’t have it, then you don’t have it. Although this thing is not as good as a copper coffin, it is still no problem to apply for a few provincial projects.

Better than nothing...

"You sigh and say something?"

Li Ding'an moved his elbow and walked to the table.

"Why are you running... I'm asking you: Is this a robber hole in the lead shop?"

"Trash...are you the police, or am I the police? Instead of asking me, you might as well ask Wen Youquan."

"What the hell...well, what are you doing?"

"Reveal!"

"What is the use?"

"How many years Mr. Wen can stay depends entirely on this!"

"Then why are you hesitating? I'll do it..."

Zhang Hanguang picked up the scissors and said, "Anyway, you cut them like this..."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you: it's okay if I cut it, but it's different if you cut it!"

Li Ding'an sighed leisurely, "More than three years, less than ten years..."

Well, this sentencing... Class A?

Zhang Hanguang was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you say it was a door curtain?"

"It does look a bit like it, but there's something else inside!"

really!

Just say there must be some mystery...

He Anbang was standing next to him, his eyes wide open: "Then you dared to cut just now?"

"How can I identify it without cutting it?"

In fact, I was still impulsive.

He had just thought that if there was a copper coffin, the door curtain would be the foil, and if it was cut, it would be cut.

But not anymore.

Not even a single hair was found on the copper coffin. Naturally, this thing became the most valuable of all cultural relics. The top of the copper coffin and the porcelain statue couldn't be worth it together. Of course, they couldn't be cut off randomly.

Even Li Ding'an was a little worried. He just acted impulsively and cut off the scissors. How to explain after it was done?

Even if you say less, you still have to write an explanation report of tens of thousands of words...

"Do you think we are laymen, or do you think we are leaders who don't know anything? Just wait and be criticized..." He Anbang lowered his voice: "What should we do now?"

"Take out what's inside first!"

"What is it?"

"You will know when you reveal it!"

It’s not that he can’t say it, but that even if he says it, Lao He won’t believe it…

Li Ding'an waved: "Old Ma, arrange for someone to carry water, carry a few more basins, and find a kettle or a watering can... Team Leader Yao, Teacher Cheng, Teacher Hong, and Teacher Mao, you also come to help: work in pairs , one corner of each group, first open the stitches, then pick up the sealing line along the edge, and then remove the cover, layer by layer...slow down, don't expose it!"

"Can it be washed with water?"

"Don't worry, this thing isn't that brittle!"

He replied casually and glanced at the door again.

The father and daughter, plus Fu Bin, were walking out, each with two police officers guarding them.

Li Ding'an thought for a while: "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Youquan stopped.

"Can I ask where this door curtain was placed before? Oh, I mean after it was unearthed and before it was delivered to your villa!"

Wen Youquan looked at him strangely.

Zhang Hanguang immediately became happy: Are you really asking?

You might as well be direct: Mr. Wen, is your burglary hole paved with lead?

He can only tell you that he has seen a ghost...

He Anbang was also overjoyed and waved again: "Forget it, it's already here...Old Wen, do you want to come and take a look too?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Let's see how long your sentence can be!" He pointed while laughing, "Freshly unearthed!"

What...that door curtain?

The three people were muttering just now and couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but they seemed to be looking at the dating test report of this thing. It really didn't take long, the second brother just sent it half a year ago.

Even Lao Er himself couldn't remember exactly where it came from. He just thought it was a piece of satin and kept throwing it in the warehouse.

After it was delivered, he just studied it and washed it a little with water, only to realize that it was actually made of gold wire and even had dragon patterns.

I checked online and it looks a bit like Kujin's nine-dragon pattern winter curtain, but I'm not sure.

So he got the villa again and was going to ask a senior expert to take a look. I was afraid that someone would buy it, so I marked a rather outrageous price.

But I didn’t expect that someone would buy the entire 28 million yuan?

Even if it is really a Kujin nine-dragon pattern winter curtain, it is only 18 million. They probably bought it because they wanted to use it to convict themselves.

But it didn't work.

Things that have not crossed the border cannot be in your hands, nor can they be placed outside, so there is no need to worry.

"First Class A?"

"Correct!"

"Door curtain?"

"You can't tell for sure. You'll have to untie it to find out!"

He Anbang's voice was very tempting, "Are you curious!"

nonsense.

Wen Youquan was not the only one who was curious.

Everyone gathered around.

Coincidentally, Qu Zhongshu also finished the phone call.

"What, that door curtain?"

Qu Zhongshu stretched his neck and took a look: "Just now, you were just cutting it, but now you are picking it out one by one?"

"There's something else inside: a first-class cultural relic!"

What?

Are these kinds of things now on the streets? One thing comes out now, and another comes out every now and then?

Qu Zhongshu was stunned: "The director asked, how many first-class items there are, and I said two: porcelain statues and Luduan..."

"I reported two things too!" Director Duan sighed, "Director Zhang, what is this?"

“You’ll find out when you reveal it!”

While they were talking, several researchers had already opened the pins at the four corners and began to draw out the thread.

The sealing line at the corners is very thick and mixed with gold wire. It is very tough and you don't have to worry about breaking it, so it is very fast. It didn't take much effort to take off the first layer of covering.

It is very thick, twice as thick as ordinary brocade, and the weave is also very fine. It unfolds in the light, and not much light can be seen through.

The dragon pattern can be seen, but the only flaw is that there is a palm-sized hole in the lower right corner.

He Anbang took a look and said, "Would you like to take a shower?"

Li Ding'an: "Okay... Director Shen, please give me a hand: Don't rush to brush, rinse with water first."

The professor from Hebo hurriedly came over. Four people were holding the four corners. Director Shen was carrying a kettle and slowly drenched it with water.

Drenchingly, strands of black water flowed down, and the pattern gradually became clear: one positive dragon, two positive dragons, three positive dragons... Nine dragons spitting beads!

The pattern is only visible, but the color is still dark. Comparing it again, it seems to be no different from the dragon pattern winter curtain that was photographed for 10 million yuan.

He Anbang lowered his head again: the second layer is still a layer of cloud brocade, and it is still the golden dragon spitting beads. Regardless of shape, size, and location, it seems to be no different from the first piece.

"Exactly the same?"

"Yes!" Li Ding'an nodded, "Continue to reveal it!"

Four researchers uncovered the second layer.

Just as flexible, just as fine.

Look at the third layer again: the pattern is still blurry, but you can clearly see that there are four circles of decoration on the periphery of the brocade surface: the first circle is a wishful winding branch, the second circle is a vajra, the third circle is a six-petal flower, and the fourth circle is Cloud dragon pattern with the dragon's head facing forward.

In the middle is a pagoda, a Tantric Lama pagoda. It is big, very big, occupying half of the entire brocade. It is densely embroidered with Sanskrit and Chinese characters.

Li Ding'an breathed out: This is enough.

He Anbang was stunned for a moment, leaned over suddenly, and almost threw himself on it.

When his fingers were about to touch the brocade, he suddenly paused and straightened his waist.

Ma Xianming gasped and couldn't turn his eyes.

Zhang Hanguang was looking at it carefully, and read as he read: "Sanskrit, is it something from Tantra? There are also Chinese characters here: So I heard that at one time the Buddha was in the King's Resurrection Mountain in the city of Rajagaha, and with the great monks, one thousand two hundred and five Ten people together...what does this mean?"

"The Great Compassion Dharani Sutra!"

"what?"

Li Ding'an sighed: "Origined from India, its original name was "The Dharani Sutra of Longevity and Destroying Crimes and Protecting All Boys". The Chinese version was called "The Great Compassion Dharani Sutra" and the Tibetan version was "The Great Destroying Crimes Dharani Sutra". ”…collectively known as “Dharani Sutra”!”

"Can't you just talk about the Dharani Sutra? Well, why does it sound familiar... Dharani Sutra? Dharani Sutra... I... I fuck... Dharani Sutra?"

Director Shen was showering when he heard a strange cry and couldn't help but paused: "What sutra...what sutra did you just say?"

As he asked, the man came over and when he saw the Lama Pagoda on the brocade, he leaned back: "Dharani quilt?"

As soon as his hand loosened, the kettle fell to the ground.

With a "boom" sound, the lid of the pot popped open, and water splashed onto two trouser legs and one crotch, but he didn't notice it at all.

There were a few researchers who didn't even bother picking up money. They opened their mouths and competed with each other in confusion.

Wen Youquan's reaction was a little slower. He didn't believe in Buddhism, didn't understand Tantra, and didn't know any Buddhist scriptures, but he knew what a "quilt" was!

Covered by dead people...

In an instant, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his face turned whiter than the paper... It was over!

No...have you seen a ghost?

Qu Zhongshu and Director Duan didn't understand, how could it be just a piece of brocade that shocked these people like this?

The same tapestry with a yellow background, the same gold threads, the same contaminated black...

If you look carefully, it seems that the patterns are different: the previous two layers were decorated with dragons, and this layer is decorated with pagodas... Oh yes, there are also Sanskrit scriptures?

Don't you feel any difference?

But one by one, they looked like they were stunned: their mouths were open and their eyes were bulging wildly...

Oh, there's a normal one.

"Teacher Li, what is this?"

"Dharani quilt!"

It feels like asking in vain.

He didn't even know what words Li Ding'an said.

"Idiot...this is a Dharani quilt, it's for the dead!"

what?

Isn’t it what is commonly known as the Shroud?

"who?"

Zhang Hanguang opened his mouth, but did not dare to say anything nonsense. He looked at Li Ding'an again: "Whose is it?"

"Wait a minute..."

Li Ding'an lifted the corner of the quilt and peeled it off layer by layer: "Gold characters, Sanskrit characters, yellow, dragon patterns, eight layers..."Qing Dynasty Huidian": Zi Palace uses gold-woven Sanskrit characters on dharna yellow satin Quilt 1: woven gold nine-dragon satin 2, woven gold dagger satin with Sanskrit characters 5, silk satin with Sanskrit characters 1... Well, Emperor!"

"Wow..."

There seemed to be a gust of wind in the conference room.

So far, only one Empress Dharani Sutra has been published: it was unearthed from Cixi's mausoleum, and it only has one layer: the innermost layer without gold threads.

There were gold threads on the remaining seven floors, which had long been taken away by Sun Dianying.

And this piece, not only has eight layers intact, it is also the emperor's dharani quilt, unique in the world...

Qu Zhongshu was stunned for a moment: "Which emperor?"

"It's endless... Come on, come and see for yourself!"

Zhang Hanguang pulled him over and pointed at the line of small characters at the bottom of the brocade, "Recognize the Chinese characters and read them!"

"Xu Menghong, the weaving minister of Jiangning, was in charge of the branch in the first year of Qianlong... built in the first year of Qianlong? Hmm... Tailing was really stolen?"

"You idiot... do you think it's just a matter of Tai Ling being stolen?"

Zhang Hanguang continued to sneer, "Use your brain: The shroud is here, where is the body?"

Qu Zhongshu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help shaking: "Fuck?"

What the hell...is it Yongzheng's shroud?

Where's the body? (End of chapter)