Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

The stall owner gave a very warm introduction.

"I'll take a look."

Zhang Bingye's voice was cold.

"It's okay, you can look at it casually, and if you don't understand something, just say something."

Stallholders are more enthusiastic.

This looks like a noob.

If you can fool him into buying one or two items, it will be enough for three months.

Zhang Bingye picked up a bronze medal and looked it up in his hand.

The word 'champion' is engraved on the board.

083: Zhang Bingye Picks Up Leaks and Quickly Snows and Sunny Posts

"Little brother, you are really amazing."

"This is the personal token of Hou Huo Qubing, the champion of the Han Dynasty. You know the champion, right?"

"Just this thing, buy it back and make it a family heirloom, and the family will definitely have a general."

The enthusiastic introduction of the stall owner.

Zhang Bingye smiled and put down the token.

After watching for a while, I found another booth to take a look.

Finally, I turned back to the booth with the wooden box of the gold thread column.

Zhang Bingye looked around like a rookie, and all of them fell into the eyes of these stall owners.

Seeing Zhang Bingye approaching, the fat stall owner suddenly smiled.

"This iron hook can still be placed here?"

Zhang Bingye was speechless when he saw the iron hooks on the booth.

Pig slaughter in the countryside uses this thing to hook the pig's jaw.

This is too perfunctory.

"Little brother, don't look down on this iron hook."

"Ming Taizu, you know, he used this iron hook to skin and cramp those corrupt officials."

The fat stall owner is not embarrassed at all.

Come at will.

"What is this?"

Zhang Bingye picked up a document, like an ancient memorial.

"This is the customs clearance document used by Tang Monk to go to the West to learn scriptures."

"Little brother, if you like it, 200 yuan will be taken away."

The stall owner was bragging.

"Isn't Tang Seng from the Journey to the West novel?"

"Can he escape from the novel?"

Zhang Bingye asked with a frown.

"Little brother, you don't understand this."

"Although Journey to the West is a novel, it is also based on facts. There was indeed Tang Seng in the Tang Dynasty."

The fat stall owner explained without blushing or panting.

Zhang Bingye didn't bother to expose the pond owner's nonsense.

Pick up the golden nanmu box that you like.

Zhang Bingye was even more convinced when his fingers stroked the surface of the wooden box and touched the wood texture.

It is indeed golden nanmu without a doubt.

Open the wooden box, and inside is a roll of copybooks.

It was hard yellow paper.

Zhang Bingye slid his finger across the surface of the copybook, his pupils shrank.

This yellow paper is at least before the Tang Dynasty.

Although I don't know what copybook it is, but it's based on the year alone.

Really found a treasure.

Zhang Bingye slowly rolled up the yellow paper.

The copybook was completely presented in front of his eyes.

Xizhi nodded his head, it snowed quickly and then it cleared, and he wanted to be peaceful.The failure is due to lack of strength.Wang Xizhi nodded.Shanyin Zhanghou. '

The starting and ending of the brush are even and stable, whether it is light or heavy, whether fast or slow, with proper lifting and pressing, calm and unhurried, with a free expression and hidden bones.

Zhang Bingye felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he saw the big running script on the copybook.

Fast snow and sunny posts!

It turned out to be a fast snow and sunny post!

Zhang Bingye's heart was pounding.

The whole person froze for a moment.

Fortunately, his face was covered with a rag, so no one could notice his abnormality.

Throughout the ages, literature has never been first, and martial arts has never been second.

But on the avenue of calligraphy, there is a recognized leader.

To the admiration of all.

Throughout the dynasties, countless emperors and princes have highly praised its calligraphy.

That is Wang Xizhi, the calligrapher of the Eastern Jin Dynasty!

Wang Xizhi's most famous three copybooks.

They are the Preface to the Lanting Collection, the Sangluan Post, and the Quick Snow and Sunny Post.

The Preface to the Lanting Collection is written by Wang Xizhi to call friends, appreciate the beauty of mountains and rivers, and understand the impermanence of life.

It is the first copybook throughout the ages.

Even Wang Xizhi himself could not surpass it.

This copybook is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by the Wang family, but it was obtained by Tang Taizong's tricks.

In his later years, Emperor Taizong wanted to bring this copybook into the imperial mausoleum. It is rumored that Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi couldn't bear it, so he took it out and put it beside his pillow.

In his later years, Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi also wanted to bring this copybook into the imperial mausoleum, but Empress Wu Zetian couldn't bear it.

Where exactly this copybook is now has become a mystery in the historian circle.

The Sangluan post was written by Wang Xizhi when he learned that the tomb of the ancestors far away in Linyi, Langya was dug, and he wrote it with great pain, and it is now stored in the country of cherry blossoms.

It is a national shame.

The fast snow and clear post was written by Wang Xizhi when he resigned from office in his later years.

Like the lonely defeat in his later years, he has lost all his skills.

The strokes of the strokes are all calligraphy avenues.

Zhang Bingye never expected that this post should have been stored in the museum of fast snow and sunshine.

It actually appeared at a small booth in Forty-Nine City.

It will appear in front of my eyes!

"Little brother, do you understand the words here?" "?"

"Let me tell you directly, this is a post by Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy."

"Do you know the sage of calligraphy? That is the ancestor of calligraphy, this is it."

The stall owner raised a finger and boasted as usual.

"Brother, you are so good at bragging, but I remember that the real Kuaixueshiqingtie was taken out to sea."

"You can only count it as a fake."

Zhang Bingye calmed down and put the copybook into the box.

Feel free to throw it back to the store.

"Hey, you kid."

"Even if it's a fake, it's still copied by everyone, and the value is definitely not low."

"You messed me up, and I can't spare you."

The stall owner took it in a hurry, a little annoyed.

"It's all here, I'll buy two."

Zhang Bingye said flatly.

The stall owner suddenly turned angry into joy.

As long as the business can be opened, don't talk about throwing away the items on the booth.

Just slap him a few times.

"Let me set a price for this counterfeit, and if it's right, I'll buy it."

"It just so happens that I'm going to see my father-in-law, this thing is suitable."

Zhang Bingye casually pointed to the wooden box and made up a reason.

"Little brother, your vision is really good."

"It cost me 180 yuan to take back this quick snow and sunny post. You let me earn hard money and give me 190 yuan to take it away."

The stall owner set a price.

"Sell it for 20 yuan?"

Zhang Bingye slashed directly to the center of the sole of his foot.

"Little brother, what are you driving, you can't specify it."

The stall owner shook his head like a rattle.

"Then pull it down."

Zhang Bingye made a gesture to push the cart.

"Hey, hey, don't go."

"Discuss and discuss."

"Did you hit 100?"

"50, I'll sell you for 50 yuan."

The stall owner quickly opened his mouth to keep people.

"Up to 30 yuan."

Zhang Bingye stopped.

"I have to lose 30 yuan, I really can't sell it."

"You add another ten dollars."