Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 170 Am I a Suspect? (Equally Subscribed and Updated)

Facing the question about dialect, Le Miao thought for more than ten seconds before slowly speaking:

"Based on logic, I think it should be a real antique."

Then she reasoned:

"If he wanted to copy it, why didn't he just copy the Wanren Sword? Why did he have to make a golden sword like this to protect his house?"

Fangyan thought about it and it was true. Since this sword was used to suppress the Chiwen, it would be more logical to imitate the Wanren Sword.

He nodded, agreeing with Le Miao's statement:
"Makes sense!"

Then he flicked the golden sword with his fingers, making two "clang clang" sounds.

Then he said with some regret:
"But this is just a golden sword. It has nothing to do with being able to cut through iron like mud."

To be honest, Fangyan actually wants to see how sharp the famous swords in ancient times can be.

It is obvious that this golden sword cannot have the ability to cut through iron like mud, as its material of gold makes it not very hard.

Hearing Fang Yan say this, Le Miao smiled and said:

"But if you were to trade this golden sword for a sword that can cut through iron like mud, I think many people would be willing to do so."

Modern casting technology can already make weapons that can cut through iron like mud. In comparison, the value of this sword is much higher.

Fang Yan shook his head, danced with his sword, and said:
"Forget it. I can't bear to part with it. According to what you said, this sword should have been forged in the Eastern Han Dynasty, which is thousands of years old. It is a veritable antique."

"By the way, speaking of this, I just found a piece of jade in the box. Can you see what dynasty it is from?" As he said this, Fang Yan handed the Chiwen jade carving he had found before to Le Miao.

Le Miao took it, looked at it, and then frowned slightly.

Then he confirmed it several times before saying:
“Some of them look like the carving style of the Southern Song Dynasty.”

"And this jadeite should have flowed in from abroad at that time. There should be no material this green in China. It should be the stone that merchants in the Southern Song Dynasty brought back from Southeast Asia and then carved out."

Fangyan was not concerned about the stone material. He asked:
"You mean the Southern Song Dynasty? Not the Ming Dynasty?"

Le Miao said:

"The ones from the Ming Dynasty were not carved like this."

Fang Yan looked at the jade and then at the golden sword in his hand and said:

"So Shi Heng used a golden sword from the Eastern Han Dynasty and a jade carving from the Southern Song Dynasty to protect his house? This is too extravagant!"

Le Miao picked up the iron birch box that Fang Yan had just opened, put the jade in his hand back in, and found that it fit perfectly.

She then lamented:

"So it's no wonder that Zhu Qizhen killed him, the chief minister of the restoration. He was really too greedy. It must have taken a lot of effort just to carve such an iron birch box."

"Indeed." Fang Yan nodded.

Le Miao then pushed the box with the jade in front of Fang Yan and said:
"Okay, now that we've figured it out, put the things away quickly so no one can see them."

Fangyan pointed at the jade:
"Whoever sees it gets a share. Take this jade."

After all, they have helped, so Fangyan has to express his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, Le Miao did not hesitate at all and shook his head repeatedly:

"No, I don't need these things at home, you should keep them for yourself."

Fangyan said in surprise:
"This belongs to the Southern Song Dynasty, and you don't even want it?"

Le Miao shook her head, then she lowered her voice:

"We have bronze and jade artifacts from the Zhou Dynasty in our home..."

“……” Fang Yan was shocked by this sentence.

Well, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. I still underestimated the strength of the Le family.

The country prohibits the buying and selling of Zhou Dynasty bronze ware.

It's much more cruel than mine.

No wonder Le Miao declined his kindness without any hesitation.

Then Le Miao said to Fang Yan:

"And you see, the sword and the jade are a set. I think you should keep them together and continue to protect the house."

Fang Yan nodded. He really had no intention of taking this thing out. After putting the thing away, Fang Yan asked Le Miao:

"You really know a lot about antiques, don't you?"

Le Miao did not deny it and responded:

"It's just so-so. Someone in my family used to like collecting these things, so I know a little about them. If they are too complicated or unpopular, I can't remember or understand them."

Fang Yan looked at the golden sword in the box and said:
"It's a good thing this sword has words on it, otherwise it would be hard to tell what era it is from."

Le Miao nodded:
"Yes, that's right. No matter how long gold has been buried, it will remain this color. That's why many people don't want to touch gold among antiques because it's difficult to identify and it's sold at several times the price of gold of the same weight."

Fangyan pressed the iron birch box together again. Now he only needed to knock it a few times and the mechanism would move back and seal itself again.

He didn't knock for the time being, but turned to Le Miao and pointed at the book she brought, and asked:

"By the way, can you let me see these two ancient books?"

Le Miao handed it to Fang Yan without thinking:

"Okay, but these are not ancient books. They were printed decades ago. This "Records of Ancient and Modern Swords and Blades" is from 1931, and this "Water Classic" is from 1933."

"Take it and have a look. If it's not enough, I have plenty more at home."

Fangyan heard this and didn't say anything polite:
"Okay, then I'll take a look and give it to you later."

Fangyan plans to first acquire some basic knowledge about antiques, so that he will be able to avoid being clueless when encountering antiques in the future.

However, in addition to knowledge, antiques also require good eyesight to distinguish.

There have been people who forge antiques in every dynasty.

If you only rely on knowledge and have no discerning eyes, you can easily buy a lot of fakes.

Especially a few years later, when the antique market began to emerge, antique counterfeiting had become a common practice in the market.

Then Fangyan took the box and two books and left Tongrentang.

Today was an unexpected gain.

This sword has both gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times.

These ancient people were really good at hiding things. Such a thing was kept for such a long time. Fortunately, they had money and the materials they used were of good quality, otherwise it would have been discovered during the inspection.

Fangyan thought about it and decided to search other places when he returned to see if he could find any secret cellar passages or something.

……

Getting on the bus, Fangyan returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Street.

At this time he discovered that the street was actually blocked off by a red line.

There were quite a few onlookers standing around.

Fangyan went up to see a young man from the street office whom he had met before, and asked him:
"Comrade, what's going on? Why is this place blocked?"

The other party also looked confused and said:
"I don't know either. I just went out for a while and when I came back it was blocked."

"People inside are not allowed to go out, and people outside are not allowed to come in."

At this time, a person next to him took over the conversation and said:
"I know. A leader came just now, and then this place was sealed off."

"It is said that the police dog smelled a clue and has made a new discovery."

“Not letting people pass is to preserve the integrity of the scene.”

Then another person said sarcastically:
"Well, it's different if the expert loses something. We ordinary people can't afford to mobilize so many people."

At this moment, a large group of people walked out of the Concorde Villa, led by two police dogs.

After they went out, they headed straight towards the other end of the street and sniffed.

After a while, both police dogs stopped.

Then it started barking twice at the door of a house.

Fangyan's heart skipped a beat, because that direction turned out to be his own courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, I have become a suspect?

PS: I still owe you 78,000 after finishing this chapter. I still have to pay in the afternoon. I will continue writing...

(End of this chapter)