Qingben beauty

Chapter 1062 What is a scholarly family
"My father only knows a little bit about ancient Chinese culture, and that little bit was taught to him by his uncle, and my mother, it is said, can't even speak Chinese well." Lu Lingguang took the letter, said in a low voice.

"This is fate. Even if your parents get these things, they may not be able to keep them." The monkey said softly, and at the same time opened all the boxes one by one.

Those boxes should only be buckled and not locked, so the monkey opened them all while speaking.

I first walked to the three sandalwood boxes that were twice as long and much wider than the other boxes.

Inside the box, there are stacks of ancient books and rubbings in hard boxes, as well as beautifully framed painting tubes.

I took out a box of ancient books and flipped through them, and my heart was shocked. Then I picked up a few painting tubes and opened them.

There are a total of 1000 paintings, each of which is a fine landscape painting from the Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties. According to the auction price this spring, one of them is at least [-] million US dollars.

Moreover, this is the price of this year. According to my prediction, these paintings...

No, no!
I turned my head and said to Lu Lingguang, "These things must not be sold!"

These are rare real products in the world, if you sell them, they will be gone!
Lu Lingguang is not short of this money!

The corners of Lu Lingguang's lips curled up, and he said with a smile on his face, "Of course we don't sell them! These are your favorites, and they are also the doors you opened. They are all yours. Keep them and let us make a collection room, a museum!"

I……

Well, I didn't have time to think about it at all. After he said that he didn't sell it, I went to see other things.

I am also amazed at each of those ancient books.

The monkey sighed and said: "The light here is not good, you have to look carefully and go back."

Only then did I reluctantly put those ancient books down, and then went to look at other boxes.

There are a few items in the boxes that look like antiques from the Renaissance period in Europe (too distinctive). I don’t know the value of these items, but out of a general understanding of beauty, I feel that they are really boutiques. .

Then there are two boxes that should contain the things that Mr. Lu collected.

When I first glanced at the things inside, I only had one feeling.

This one is a grave robber, right?
The inside of the box was really messy, there were pottery, pottery, lacquerware and wood carvings, and they were all very exotic.

I thought about the things written in this man's handbook, and the notes he made later, and I probably had some clarity in my heart.

This person should have gone to a few places marked in his handbook, so these things are either in the style of the snow region, or in the strong style of the Western Regions.

I don't have a big cold about these things, so I just look at them casually and prepare to walk away. I will clean them up slowly when I have time later.

But when I turned around, I seemed to have a sudden movement in my heart. I turned back again, bent down, and removed a huge wooden carved mask from the box, and then took out a wooden box from under it.

I don't know what kind of wood the box is made of. It looks black and black, but it is heavy in the hand, and there is a chill in it.

After I was silent for a while, I slowly opened the box.

Inside the box was a lotus flower carved from white jade.

Very beautiful and clean lotus.

And under the lower lotus, there is a piece of paper.

I asked the monkey to hold the box, and carefully picked up the jade lotus flower.

As soon as the jade was in my hand, there was a warmth seeping from the palm of my hand to my skin, which made my heart jump.

I remembered a passage written in Young Master Lu's handbook. At that time, I had a laughing conversation with Lu Li. Could such a thing really exist in this world?

I gently held the lotus flower in my palm, and then picked up the piece of paper underneath.

The handwriting on the paper was exactly the same as that on Young Master Lu's handwriting.

It reads: Jinghua Miaolian, which comes from the sacrificial tower on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. According to the local legend, this is the resurrection jade. It has been enshrined in front of the Buddha for thousands of years.

After I read the word, I looked into the box again. Under the paper, there was a broken scripture.

I handed the paper to Lu Lingguang, and I was about to get the scripture, but just as my hand touched the scripture, my chest felt like it was scalded.

The sudden burning sensation made me cry out, and then withdrew my hand.

I changed hands and held the dzi bead.

Ever since Lu Li was inlaid on this dzi bead, no, it was the ashes diamond, from time to time it gave off a kind of warmth when I was emotional.

But it has never been so hot as it is now.

"Put this thing down and have a look." The monkey said solemnly to me.

I put the lotus flower back in the box.

As soon as my hand left the box, the heat on the dzi beads dissipated immediately, and then I felt a cold feeling, as if a hand with a cool chill was gently brushing on my chest.

The place where the pain was burned at the beginning is very cool.

I blinked unconsciously, and subconsciously said to Tianzhu: "Lu Li, you don't want me to touch such a thing?"

Naturally, Tianzhu would not answer me, but the coolness in that area is more comfortable.

My heart sank, I let out a sigh of relief, and when I looked up, I met the eyes of Monkey and Lu Lingguang that were shining or cold.

Well, they are not looking at me, they are staring at the dzi in my hand...

I stuffed the dzi into the collar, and then I was going to close the box and put the box back.

But Houzi stopped, and took a step back, saying: "This thing is interesting, I'll keep it for you, maybe it can be sold for a big price in the future."

"That's true. Doesn't this mean that it can purify all evil spirits? Brother Monkey, take it with you." Lu Lingguang echoed, and put the piece of paper back without any hassle.

I glanced at them a few times, blinked, then turned and walked towards the last box.

The thoughts of these two guys are too obvious, but I don't bother to bother with them, as long as the monkey is put away and does not come close to my dzi bead.

The last box was the smallest box, and it wasn't full, just a dozen or so small pieces of porcelain.

Small items such as bowls, brush washers, and wine cups.

but……

Each piece is a rare porcelain from the Song and Ming Dynasties!

That is, the level of the bowl that Mr. Ji sold...

I have to say that at that moment, I finally understood what is meant by a scholarly family and a family of officials.

This is because the Ning family managed to pack up the things brought out after the war, and even broke the big things...

One can imagine what kind of family and family it would be if there was no war.

And this kind of family background, the young lady raised by thousands of pampers, was so spoiled and designed by others, and finally she was insulted and forced to death...

(End of this chapter)