Collection of Gods

Chapter 794: Hidden Mystery
After a while, Xie Chengrun returned to Tang Yuan's side.

"How about it?"

Tang Yuan raised his head and asked him.

"It's done!"

Xie Chengrun made an OK gesture and then said, "Brother Yuan, there are so many people here and it's not easy for the person in charge to favor one over the other, so let's go to the VIP room attached to the Royal VIP Room and wait. Someone will bring this exhibit to you later."

"Not bad, not bad, it's quite powerful."

Tang Yuan nodded slightly with a slight smile on his face.

Since the matter has come to an end, there is no point in staying here any longer. Tang Yuan took Lin Xingwan's hand and followed Xie Chengrun to the VIP room attached to the royal VIP lounge.

About ten minutes after Tang Yuan and his two companions arrived at the VIP room, several staff members wearing brown suits and white gloves walked into the VIP room from outside, and the copy of "Preface to the Lanting Poems" that had just been placed in the glass display case in the center of the exhibition hall was also brought in by them.

"Mr. Xie, according to the regulations, this exhibit is not allowed to be taken out for borrowing. We just took it out temporarily in the name of display cabinet maintenance, so you can only observe it for a maximum of 20 minutes. I hope you can understand."

After the middle-aged man in the lead walked into the VIP room, he first bowed slightly to Xie Chengrun, and then explained to Xie Chengrun.

"Only twenty minutes of observation?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Chengrun grumbled a little dissatisfiedly: "Isn't this time a bit too short? What can we do in just 20 minutes?"

"Chengjun, twenty minutes is enough."

"This kind of thing is not something they can decide, so let's not make it difficult for them."

Tang Yuan looked at the other party's slightly embarrassed expression, patted Xie Chengrun on the shoulder, and then said to him again: "Since time is tight, then quickly unfold this calligraphy."

"Okay, okay, let's spread it out right away."

The middle-aged man in the lead heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly called the staff behind him to slowly present the copy of "Lanting Preface" in front of Tang Yuan.

Just now, Tang Yuan admired this work through the crowd and the glass display case. The feeling was completely different from admiring it without any obstruction in front of him now.

The strokes are as graceful and elegant as dragons and snakes, with a natural quality and unparalleled spirit.

You should know that this was the last day that Tang Yuan received the master-level running script inheritance, and the master he received was Wang Xizhi. Tang Yuan was very familiar with Wang Xizhi's brushstrokes and style. It can be said that the degree of similarity of this copy is enough to reach 99%.

Now, Tang Yuan only needs to use the mysterious ancient ring to detect, and many problems that have been bothering Tang Yuan will most likely be solved.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuan silently stroked the silk cloth with the calligraphy on it with his right hand.

The staff standing next to the exhibits were all hesitant to speak when they saw Tang Yuan actually reaching out to touch the exhibits. The leading staff member was about to say something when he saw Xie Chengrun glance at him with an unfriendly look on his face.

Their eyes exchanged, as if they were communicating silently.

Xie Chengrun: It’s okay if the time is short, but can’t I just touch it?

Staff: It’s okay to touch it, but the key is that he is not wearing gloves!

Xie Chengrun: If I don’t wear it, then I don’t wear it. It will be uncomfortable if I wear it. My brother can touch me however he wants. Do you have any objection?

Staff: Aba Aba Aba…

Tang Yuan didn't notice the silent confrontation between Xie Chengrun and the staff at all, because his mind was completely focused on the calligraphy in front of him. [Item: Calligraphy Copybook]

【Material: Silk】

[Year: 632]

[Grade: Unknown]

……

When Tang Yuan saw the words "unknown grade", he knew that his guess was correct. This copy of Zen Master Biancai was indeed problematic.

Because according to common sense, any exhibit that is detected using the mysterious ancient ring will have a grade identification result that will not be unknown. If it is something worthless, the grade identification result will directly be nothing. If it has some value, it will be collection grade, followed by treasure grade, heirloom grade and peerless grade.

The result of the grade identification is unknown, and there is usually only one reason, that is, the mysterious ancient ring cannot give an exact rating to the item, just like the bronze tripod that Tang Yuan snatched from his tomb-robbing brothers at the beginning of this year.

If we only look at the value of the bronze tripod, its grade should be heirloom grade, but inside the bronze tripod are water-soaked bamboo slips containing the authentic Taoist text of "Tao Te Ching". The value of these water-soaked bamboo slips is definitely peerless.

At that time, the relationship between the bronze tripod and the water-soaked bamboo slips was one of you in me and me in you, which led to confusion in grades. In the end, the grade identification result of the mysterious ancient ring was unknown.

If we follow this logic, then the so-called imitation of Zen Master Biancai in front of us would definitely not be as simple as it appears now.

'Is it possible...'

'Is the real original copy of "Lanting Xu" hidden under this copy?'

Thinking of this possibility, Tang Yuan's little heart suddenly began to beat faster and faster uncontrollably.

"Preface to the Lanting Collection"!
The best running script in the world!

That was a masterpiece that Emperor Taizong of Tang wanted to take with him into his mausoleum even after his burial!
If the original copy of "Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion" were to come to light and be put up for auction, works like "Savior" and "Sunflower" would all have to step aside, and "Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion" would instantly become the most expensive work of art in the world.

If there really is an authentic copy of "Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion" hidden under this copy, after Tang Yuan's private estate in Zhonghai is built, he will hang the authentic copy in the central hall, and the style will probably be instantly enhanced.

Tang Yuan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, but he remained calm on the surface, as if he was concentrating on observing the copy.

About ten minutes later, Tang Yuan looked up at the staff of the Royal Treasure Appraisal Association and asked directly, "I like this imitation very much. If I want to trade it, what should I do?"

"Sir, this exhibit comes from the Royal Treasury. The trading rules of previous Royal Treasure Appraisals are barter. If you want to trade this exhibit, you only need to reach a consensus with the King of Thailand, and you can exchange it for this exhibit."

Upon hearing the voice, the middle-aged man in the lead first bowed slightly to Tang Yuan, and then told Tang Yuan the rules of the transaction truthfully.

"Then how should I reach a consensus with the King of Thailand?"

Tang Yuan asked again.

"It's very simple. You just need to write the trade items you can provide in the envelope, and then we will pass it to the King of Thailand for review. If the King of Thailand is interested in the trade items you provide, someone will contact you and invite you to negotiate the transaction."

"If the King of Thailand is not interested in the item you offer, you can still have another chance to bid. If the King of Thailand is still not interested in the item you offer, then this transaction will be cancelled with regret."

The staff were already familiar with the trading rules of the Royal Treasure Appraisal Meeting. Now, facing Tang Yuan's questions, they did not need to think at all and gave perfect answers to Tang Yuan's questions.

Hearing this, Tang Yuan nodded slightly to show that he understood. He then asked the staff for paper and pen, found a place to sit down, and began to think about how he should bid...

(End of this chapter)