"Ah?" Chen Yan couldn't feel happy immediately. He opened his mouth wide and asked Tang Feng, "Are you kidding? Is it the Ming and Qing Dynasties just now, why did it turn into Qingming in a blink of an eye?"

Sometimes it depends on the situation when telling the appraisal results. With Chen Yan's wife here, Tang Feng really is not convenient to say it. He wants to say it. It must be fine at that time, but he will leave. It will be "The First World War of the House". But there is no way to hide such things. Sooner or later, it will be missed. Tang Feng patted Chen Yan on the shoulder and said, "I know you have a good mentality. Your wife was here just now, so I can't tell you directly, but this thing must be fake."

Chen Yan said in frustration: "I don't believe you, it's important to tell me the reason."

Tang Feng nodded and said, "Of course." After he finished speaking, he opened the entire book and spread it on the coffee table. Yan Zhenqing's "Duobao Pagoda Induction Stele" had few words at the beginning, and it said-

The Buddha of Duobao in Qianfu Temple in Xijing, Tang Dynasty

Tower Induction Inscription

Nanyang Cen Xun wrote a court meeting

The judge of the Secretary of the Military Affairs Department, Lang Lang Lang

Ya Yan Zhenqing's letters are scattered in the morning

The Minister of the House of Justice

The inscription of Xu Hao in Donghai★Original text, vertical characters from right to left, cannot be displayed at the starting point★

The full name of "Duobao Pagoda Induction Stele" is "Duobao Pagoda Induction Stele of Qianfu Temple in Xijing, Datang". The monument was erected in April of the 11th year of Tianbao when Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty reigned. It is the earliest stele inscription known to be written in Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy. It reflects the style of Yan's early calligraphy. The inscription of this stele is rigorous in structure, rigorous in font, and elegant in style. The thickness of the strokes does not change much. It is a work that Yan Zhenqing inherited the tradition, and its style is close to Ouyang Xun.

There were many steles in ancient China, but after hundreds of years of natural disasters and man-made disasters, they have been passed down very little. Therefore, the market for rubbings of steles has remained high. Most of the people-engraved stone tablets are placed in open open areas in the open air, and it is difficult to avoid the invasion of wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Most official stone tablets have pavilions, but they will also be weathered. Natural disasters are unstoppable, and man-made disasters are the most regrettable. Not to mention the wars of all dynasties, countless "movements" have destroyed countless steles. Some people are obsessed with profit. After several rubbings of the steles, they are willing to destroy them, because the rubbings without the original stele are lonely books, and their value will double.

The inscriptions are all made of stone, and they cannot turn after erecting the monument, but the wind direction changes with the seasons. Due to the different stress points of the stone stele itself, the simplicity and traditional characters, the thickness of strokes, and the changes in the stone quality, the engravings on the same plane will undergo different degrees of weathering over time. The intuitive feeling reflected on the rubbings of the monument is that some of the handwriting is clear and some of the handwriting is blurred, and the rubbings of the same monument in different periods are very different, and some lack words and some lack strokes.

Tang Feng said: "The problem with your rubbing is that the font is rigid, without the charm of Yan style, and the difference between clear and vague handwriting is too great, there is no natural excessive feeling at all, and the wind does not have eyes. How can a gust of wind blows over and you can't just blow a single word? So, this must have been drawn from the re-engraved stone tablet. It was a joke in the Qingming Dynasty, and maybe it was from the Guyu period." Chen Yan is quite open-minded, and Tang Feng worked hard to create a relaxed atmosphere.

Chen Yan touched his head and said, "But I've taken it all for testing."

Tang Feng shook his head and said, "Brother, you can't just look at the paper rubbings. The counterfeiter can use ancient paper monuments to rub them. Although the cost is a bit higher, compared to the huge profits of fake rubbings, what is this? You are just like the fake land deed that Jiang Yuan bought last time, with new wine in old bottles."

Chen Yan said angrily: "I'm so weird. Why did you get a bargain when you get to you? I'm just going to get a look at me?"

Tang Feng said: "This is what I have been in elementary school, just rote memorization. My grandfather knew an old director of the provincial museum and took me to him for the exam every year. Everyone has different expertise. I will not be surprised when asked to play your carving art, but I will only be stunned." I guess he was a tomb robber again, and he changed his career after liberation.

"Hey, don't mention carving. Speaking of which, I still have this kind of food." Chen Yan said: "I was suspicious at first, but the seller said that Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy at that time had not yet formed his own style. I think it should be this principle. It's not necessarily a calligrapher once it comes out, right?"

"The font difference is only subtle. The retouched water is quite high. You can keep it, it's good to hang it on the wall." Tang Feng said: "Hey, by the way, how much did you spend to buy it?"

Chen Yan looked at the gate nervously and whispered: "Six thousand eight."

Tang Feng also looked at the gate and asked, "Sister-in-law doesn't know yet, right?"

"What are you talking about? The big men can still be afraid of their wives." Chen Yan said shamelessly: "I'm giving in to her. If she wants to cry, make a fuss, and hang herself, let the neighbors know how bad it is."

"Six thousand eight are pretty good. I didn't lose much, just find a way to get it back." Tang Feng suddenly remembered what Chen Yan said on the phone in the morning, and he asked, "Hey, didn't you say you found a good way, where?"

Six thousand eight is indeed not a big deal. The official seal of Li Shizhi that Tang Feng helped him to find last time was far more valuable than this number. Chen Yan said: "In Miyun, there is a road construction there, and I just have to pass through a Taoist temple with a young age. It is about to be demolished. I guess I can have something, so go and take a look."

Tang Feng really admired Chen Yan's ability to listen to Liulu. This kind of news can also be received. He asked: "Cultural relics are owned by the state, so we are not illegal, right?"

"Illegal? How fresh." Chen Yan said: "We don't steal, 2 don't rob, 3 don't **, 4 don't **, 4 don't *, what law do we violate? They will all demolish them into construction waste anyway, and we are reducing the burden on them."

Tang Feng said: "Finish, let's go there in the afternoon."

At this time, Chen Yan's wife came back. She carried a lot of vegetables and said to Tang Feng with a smile: "Brother Tang Feng, you sit for a while, I'll cook for you." After that, she walked into the kitchen happily.

"Don't let her know!" Chen Yan and Tang Feng said in unison.

Miyun County is located at the foot of the Yanshan Mountains in northeastern Beijing. It has a long history, beautiful mountains and rivers, and is praised by the ancients as the "Tianfu of Yan Kingdom". Miyun has rich tourism resources. The Great Wall surrounds the northeast of Miyun in an arc-shaped manner. The famous Great Wall landscapes include Simatai Great Wall, Gubeikou Great Wall, Wolong Mountain Great Wall, Panlong Mountain Great Wall, and Diliushan Great Wall.

After lunch, Chen Yan and Tang Feng rushed from Tongzhou District to Gubeikou Town, Miyun County. Gubeikou Town is the gateway of Yanjing, with a prominent strategic location and has been a must-fight for military strategists since ancient times. The Hedong Village they went to is not far from the intersection of the Jingtong Railway, the Jingcheng Expressway, and the Gubeikou Great Wall.

The road is like a small road, and the road is like a mountain road. Tang Feng and Chen Yan are now walking on the rugged mountain road. Chen Yan shook his head and said, "Oh, the news about that boy is so fucking nonsense. Where does the Taoist temple come from this ghost place?"

"I didn't see the Taoist temple, but I saw the cultural relics." Tang Feng looked ahead and said with confidence: "And it is a masterless cultural relics."

"Where? Since it is unowned, let's move back." Chen Yan looked forward following Tang Feng's gaze.
Chapter completed!