The original version of Along the River During the Qingming Festival was worth at least 500 million USD.
Then…
How much was the authentic Preface to the Orchid Pavilion worth?
Everyone's brain had already crashed, and they couldn't calculate it at all…
At this moment, Zhang Hao smiled." I haven't cleaned the house for too long. I've forgotten that there are many calligraphy and paintings passed down from my ancestors. Oh, this Preface to the Orchid Pavilion is also passed down from our ancestors."”
"I've been copying this copybook since I was young, so my handwriting is better.”
To say that it was passed down from generation to generation, in a sense, it was also correct.
Because…
This Preface to the Orchid Pavilion was originally written by Zhang Hao himself.
The Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, was Zhang Hao's fake identity back then!
Zhang Hao would write a few of those copybooks in his spare time to practice his writing.
Some of them were spread out, and after a thousand years, they became national treasures. Zhang Hao did not mean to show off. Who would show off their copybooks?
It was mainly because he had not noticed that the words on the desk had been broadcasted live and recognized by others, so Zhang Hao had thrown out the original to cover it up...
"So that's how great-grandfather's calligraphy was practiced. That makes sense.”
" Use the calligraphy of the Sage of Calligraphy to copy…"
"Old Master, do you still need a servant in your study? I don't want your salary!"
" Sob, sob, sob. I really want to clean the house too. I can just casually read the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion. Oh, no, any piece of papyrus from the Sage of Calligraphy will do…"
"I'm already numb to it. What other treasures do you have? Take them out at once!”
"I'm already kneeling. Don't disturb me."
"I just asked my mom if my family has any ancestral 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion' or 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' and so on. My mom told me to get lost…"
The audience was very self-aware. They followed Zhang Hao's words and directly completed the logic.
"Eh? No, no!"
At this moment, a viewer directly sent a pinned bullet comment: "Generally speaking, it's tacitly agreed that the authentic work of 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion' was buried in Li Shimin's tomb, right?”
"Do you still remember the Zhang Clan's ancient building, little brother, and Mi Tuoluo from last night?”
"Could it be…"
"Actually, the tomb robbing diary is real, and this 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion' was stolen from Li Shimin's tomb?”
Boom!
Once this speculation was made, the live broadcast room exploded.
"F * ck! Thinking about it carefully, the logic is right!"
"Could it really be a grave robber?"
" But the old man was in the Republic of China. The current laws shouldn't be able to control the affairs of the Republic of China…"
"It's too reasonable. It fits perfectly."
"There's nothing wrong with Old Tie!"
……
Hearing the program team's feedback, Zhang Hao was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect people nowadays to have such strong imagination. It was completely…the opposite.
However, Zhang Hao wasn't worried about the audience's wild guesses.
This was because Li Shimin's burial of the original Preface to the Orchid Pavilion was just a theory, not a conclusive conclusion.
Although Li Shimin's tomb had been robbed before, it was only in the outer area. Some gold and silver were stolen, but the core tomb was still in good condition. If the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion was inside, it should be in the coffin with Li Shimin's corpse.
Actually…
Even Zhang Hao didn't know if the 'Preface to the Orchid Pavilion' that had been circulated was really in Li Shimin's tomb.
Grave robbing was, of course, groundless and untrustworthy.
"Alright, I'm going to wash my brush and inkstone. You guys should leave too.”
Zhang Hao put away the copybooks and waved his hand to chase them away.
Huang Little Chef and Peng Peng, who had been in a daze the entire time, finally came back to their senses. They quickly led the cameraman downstairs.
They did not dare to disturb him.
What if great-grandfather got angry and stopped filming?
However, when they went downstairs, their heads were still dizzy.
They had been at the closest distance throughout the entire journey and had seen the " Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Painting "," Along the River During the Qingming Festival ", and " Preface to the Orchid Pavilion ". How could they not feel dizzy now…
"No, we still want to see the old master!”
"It's not enough!"
"I'm especially excited now…"
"If you don't want to see the old master, then shut it off!”
The viewers in the live stream protested when they saw Huang Little Chef and Peng Peng return to the first floor.
Of course, protests were destined to be ineffective.
Even if the production team of Yearning had the guts of a bear or leopard, they would not dare to film without the old man's consent…
"Eh, what's so lively?"
Teacher He and Third Uncle had just woken up. They rubbed their sleepy eyes and asked in puzzlement.
Of course, no one paid attention to him.
Serves her right to miss such an exciting event!
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he missed it, he might not have a second chance in his life.
At this time, the program team of Yearning also received a mission.
He asked the Mushroom Hut members to go to the other side of the river to retrieve their luggage and other miscellaneous items.
He should have taken it yesterday, but he was interrupted by his third uncle's matter. After that, he encountered so many things along the way that he forgot about it.
This morning, the production team remembered that there was still a pile of things to take from the other side of the river.
"Let's go, let's go. Let's go get the things first."
Little Chef Huang waved his hand and led the mushroom house to the river.
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