Chapter 702 The secret that is destined to get no answer!
ps: I'm sorry, I originally planned to update three times today, but time did not allow it, so I have only written one chapter now. This 4,000-word chapter can be considered as compensation for everyone! The two chapters I owe you will be filled in as soon as possible.
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Chapter 702: A secret destined to remain unanswered!
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Liu Dong did not find any valuable antiques in Liang Bingzhong's home, but the cultural relic he mentioned was also seen by Liu Dong, which was a bronze animal-faced cup from the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty.
This time Liu Dong did not intend to make any profit from Liang Bingzhong, so he spent 40,000 yuan to buy the cup.
However, after Liu Dong drove out of Mazhuang Village, he did not go back to the main road in Quancheng. Instead, he asked where Liujiayao Village was and drove there.
Of course, this time Liu Dong made a special trip, not because he wanted to take revenge on Liu Er, but because he wanted to find the "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" sold to him by Tang Bohu not long after he obtained the relic Yuanguang last year, and the Qianlong seal with
The old lady who printed the Four Books of Confucianism in Liu Yong's handwriting.
Liu Dong clearly remembered that when the old lady told him her story, she was talking about Liujiayao, so when he heard the name of the village at the market just now, Liu Dong paid special attention to it.
For more than a year, Liu Dong has been trying to find the old lady and compensate her.
Liu Dong asked himself that he was definitely not a good person. Even if he was a ∫Changfeng∫literature, ∧.¤.n▼et, when he was in the Netherlands, after Van Gaal's death, he occupied the Van Gaal family for hundreds of years.
Collection, Liu Dong did not feel a trace of guilt in his heart, because he knew that Van Gaal's ancestors were also among the invaders who plundered China's wealth during China's darkest period a hundred years ago, otherwise there would not be as many as many in the family's collection.
30,000 pieces of exquisite art from China.
As for Han Shizhong who was tricked to death by him, Nai Wen who was directly killed by him with a grenade in Myanmar, and many people who lost their lives in Liu Dong's hands. Liu Dong never felt anything was wrong in his heart, let alone a trace of guilt, because they all deserved to die.
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But this old lady from Liujiayao was different. Although Liu Dong met her needs at the time, she always thought that he only spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy valuable things from this old lady with unfilial children and a paralyzed husband.
Liu Dong felt a little sorry for the tens of millions of precious works of art.
Therefore, he has been thinking about having a chance to make amends. However, there have been too many things around him for more than a year, and he does not know where Liu Jiayao is, so he has never taken the time.
But since we have come here today, there is no reason not to put it in place.
Although Liu Dong will not return the antique, he hopes to give back to the other party financially.
And this is also the principle of Liu Dong's life now. He can use all his revenge methods without any scruples on those who are rich and unkind, or who have a grudge against him. But for the bottom of society, especially the poor people at the bottom of society, he
Always maintain your greatest compassion.
And this mood may be related to Liu Dong's background and education since childhood. Maybe it is because of the Buddha relics in the sea of consciousness, who knows?
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On the way, he found two fellow villagers to ask for directions. About 10 minutes later, Liu Dong found the location of Liujiayao Village.
After parking the car at the entrance of the village and looking at it, Liu Dong closed the car door, walked to two old men playing chess under the crooked neck tree at the entrance of the village and asked with a smile: "Uncle, let me ask you, is this Liujiayao Village?"
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Hearing this, a bald old man wearing a white waistcoat looked Liu Dong up and down, nodded and said: "Yes, this is Liujiayao Village. Young man, are you a foreigner?"
"Yes, I'm from outside. I want to find someone in our Liujiayao Village!"
"I said, why do you look so blank? By the way, you said you are looking for someone, who are you looking for? Just tell me your name and I will know?" the old man continued.
Being able to find people in the village to ask for information will save you the trouble of running errands, so Liu Dong quickly said: "I want to find Jia Guilan, sir, do you know her?"
That was the name of the aunt who sold him Tang Yin's paintings and the Four Books of Confucianism. Although more than a year has passed, Liu Dong's memory has become almost photographic since he obtained the relic Yuanguang. Therefore, despite time
It has been a long time, but Liu Dong still remembers it very clearly.
"Jia Guilan?" The gray-haired old man next to him asked in surprise. After looking at Liu Dong, he asked, "How do you know Jia Guilan? Do you know her?"
"Oh, I met Grandma Jia when I was in Quancheng last year. At that time, she came to my store with a few things to sell, and then I bought them. It just so happened that I went to Mazhuang Village today, which is not far from here.
Just drop by and take a look!" Liu Dong said.
"Are you Liu Dong?" the balding old man asked in surprise.
"You know me?"
"Haha, I heard Guilan say that she met a noble person, it should be you, right?" the balding old man said.
"Grandma Jia is so polite! By the way, has her husband's high blood pressure been cured?" Liu Dong asked.
"What's good? He's dead. He died last year!" The balding old man shook his head.
"died?"
Seeing the surprise on Liu Dong's face, the old man next to him also said: "Yeah, before I was discharged from the hospital, I was so angry with those bastard sons of his family. They were all fighting for the guilan that I got from you.
Hospital expenses!"
"What about Grandma Jia?" Liu Dong said.
"He's dead too. Not three days after Lao Liu was buried, he hanged himself alone! Oh, what a sin!" The balding old man shook his head sadly.
"In fact, it's better to die, otherwise Lao Liu will be gone. She is an old woman in her seventies and almost eighties who has nothing to eat or drink. Her son is unfilial. Instead of staying in this world and suffering, it is better to die. There is no need to die.
Suffer it!" The old man next to him said with the same sad expression.
"Young man, go back. You are a good person. You still have the heart to come and take a look. You are much better than those unfilial bastards!" With that said, the bald old man waved to Liu Dong.
"Yes, young man, go back!"
Although there is no one there now, Liu Dong doesn't want his trip to be in vain. Although the two are not relatives, but since they have taken such a big advantage, it is his last thought to go to the grave to pay homage.
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Although Liu Dong knew that this would not help, he just wanted to have peace of mind.
Thinking of this, Liu Dong immediately said: "Uncle, where was Grandma Jia buried after her death? I want to go there and pay my respects. Since I'm here, I have to go and have a look!"
He looked at Liu Dong with a bit of surprise, shook his head and sighed, then the balding old man said: "Those bastards at home didn't allow them to attend the funeral, so the villagers buried them in a ruined temple in the west of the village.
Under the locust tree next to it, they have been living there ever since they were kicked out of their home by a few bastards!"
Following the direction pointed by the old man, Liu Dong immediately saw the dilapidated small temple hidden by sparse woods and shrubs on the west side of the village.
After thanking the two old men, Liu Dong led the two little Tibetan mastiffs along the dirt road in the village and passed through the sparse woods. It took about ten minutes to arrive at this mountain that had gone through so much.
Due to the wind and rain, the walls were mottled and disfigured, and the front of the dilapidated small temple could no longer even look like a temple.
And he also saw the big locust tree about ten meters in front of the left side of the small temple. He also noticed the grave under the locust tree that was surrounded by weeds.
Although this tomb has only been erected for more than a year, the originally not tall tomb has become much smaller due to the erosion of rain.
Walking to this lonely grave without even a decent tombstone, Liu Dong took out the shovel from the Mustard Seed Space, pulled out the dense weeds on the grave, then shoveled the soil again to cultivate the grave, and then from the Mustard Seed Space
He took a piece of rough stone without jadeite, flattened one side with a night bile knife, carved it according to the format of an ordinary tombstone, and erected it in front of the grave.
Then, Liu Dong took out some melon and fruit tributes from the Mustard Seed Space and placed them in front of the grave!
"Grandma Jia, this is all I can do for you now! Although it is not much, it is still my heart! Of course, I know that these cannot repay the value of the things you gave me, but now money is of great value to you
It’s meaningless! Alas!... I hope you and Grandpa Liu can be reincarnated into a good family in the next life and be happy all your life!"
After praying silently, Liu Dong stared at the tombstone for a while and then stood up.
"Hey, where are those two little guys?" Liu Dong, who was about to leave, found that the two little tails around him were missing.
"Gold, Dahong, come out! It's time for us to go home!"
Jinzi and Dahong are the names Liu Dong gave to his two little Tibetan mastiffs. The one with yellow hair is 'Jinzi', and the one with maroon hair is 'Dahong'. And they happen to be a male and a female.
"Woof woof...!"
As soon as Liu Dong finished speaking, a hint of vigorous dog barking began to appear in his childishness, which sounded from the ruined temple next to him. Then a big red figure appeared at the door of the ruined temple, barking at Liu Dong.
After noticing that Liu Dong had seen her, Dahong turned around and ran into the ruined temple.
"What are these two little guys doing?" Liu Dong was confused and strode towards the temple gate which was still intact.
Generally speaking, unoccupied rooms decay very quickly, and it is the same here. In just over a year, one of the temple doors that was originally repaired has already fallen to one side, and the remaining half was pushed to the side by Liu Dong.
, it keeps squeaking and squeaking, I believe it won’t last long.
After entering the ruined temple, there is a main hall. On the empty ground, except for some rotten dry firewood and a few broken farm tools, there is no trace that this place was once a temple.
Oh, no, maybe the stone platform in the middle is the only thing left, but the statue that was supposed to be enshrined there has long since disappeared.
After taking a few glances, Liu Dong shook his head and strode into the left wing where the sound of dog feet was heard.
There are still several broken pieces of furniture in the left wing, especially the big bed in the middle, which has collapsed due to the erosion of the rain. It can be seen that this was once the bedroom of Grandma Jia and her husband.
And Jin Zi's dog barking came from under this bed.
"Woof woof...!"
After Dahong came out and called Liu Dong a few times, he got back under the bed again.
Although Liu Dong couldn't understand the language of dogs, he could understand their purpose from their actions. Obviously, there must be something attracting them under the bed.
Thinking of this, Liu Dong's heart moved and he temporarily moved the big bed into the Mustard Seed Space.
Without anything blocking his sight, Liu Dong could clearly see what the two little Tibetan mastiffs were interested in.
I saw that the land that was originally flat at the corner of the wall had been opened up by two little guys. As the four puppies dug back into the soil with their claws, a color that was obviously different from the land appeared in Liu Dong's eyes.
"Hey, what is it?"
Out of curiosity, Liu Dong walked over and quickly took out the things buried in the soil.
To Liu Dong's surprise, it turned out to be a black box wrapped in plastic sheeting. Of course, the material of this black box is not ordinary, it belongs to the top-grade golden nan wood.
The size of the box is not large, about 15cm in length, width and height.
After Liu Dong opened the metal buckle on the box, he opened the lid and found a jade seal wrapped in a slightly old yellow silk cloth. The jade seal is a chilong button, 12 cm long, 8 cm high, and made of
The top grade Hotan topaz, suet material, and the inscription on the jade seal is 'Tai Shang Emperor'!
From the aura on the jade seal and the four-character inscription, it can be seen that this jade seal belongs to the "Shiquan Old Man" Emperor Qianlong. In the Qing Dynasty, only his jade seals had the most inscriptions, and only this so-called "Taiwan Emperor" was able to do so.
The biggest player in the world'!
After Liu Dong took out the jade seal and played with it, he took out an old and yellowed silk cloth from the box.
Liu Dong was very familiar with this piece of silk, both in terms of color and format, because he had received two pieces from Liuzhi Master and Zhengzhou Antique City before!
However, compared to the previous two pieces of content, which used large seal script of the Western Zhou Dynasty and small seal script of the Qin Dynasty respectively, the font of this piece of silk cloth is mainly the official script of the Han and Tang Dynasties!
Except for two very ordinary poems, the above records are still some ancient place names that Liu Dong is familiar with, but they are still the same as the previous two pieces. At least half of the place names Liu Dong has never heard of.
He found a clean place, took out three maps and spread them on the ground. After splicing them together, Liu Dong still couldn't figure out the reason, but judging from the torn marks on these maps, it was obvious that as long as he had another piece, he could
The entire map is assembled.
However, even so, Liu Dong still didn't have the confidence to decipher the secrets from the map after putting it together, because there were too many places on it that he had not determined at all.
"Forget it, no matter whether the secrets on the map can be deciphered in the end or not, let's keep them for now! However, this Grandma Jia and her husband are probably not that simple people!" Liu Dong thought to himself.
Let’s not talk about the map, but this priceless Qianlong Jade Seal is not something ordinary people can own.
Moreover, looking at the burial marks on this ebony box, it is obvious that it was not buried for too long, and it should be Grandma Jia and her husband, or one of them buried underneath.
It's just that Liu Dong couldn't understand why these things appeared here, plus the authentic Tang Yin he bought from Grandma Jia last time, and the basically precious Four Books of Confucianism written by Liu Yong.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, this is destined to be an unsolvable secret!" Thinking that the parties involved were dead, Liu Dong had no way to find clues even if he wanted to.
Moreover, since the two old men buried the box in the ruined temple instead of passing it on to future generations, it is obvious that they would not tell their unfilial children their secrets. (To be continued...)