As soon as they got off the plane, Zhao Xinyun and Yun Qingrong were already waiting inside the airport, and then left through the VIP channel.
"Tang Ming, then Miss Zhao and I will prepare for the meeting first."
Su Yuju said: "Come to me when you have finished your matter, and I will give you the location on my mobile phone."
"OK, all right."
Tang Ming waved his hand and got into Yun Qingrong's vehicle.
"Mr. Tang, regarding the 'Golden Dragon Ringing Bell', I have consulted a lot of information during this period."
"This antique has few records in history. It is famous because it was described in the "Qing Tiangong Sacrifice and Collection", in which the 'Golden Silk Dragon Ringing Bell' was listed as a first-class ancient treasure."
"But no one has seen this ancient treasure. It is said that it was placed in the ancestral temple by Emperor Yongzheng. Later, it disappeared without a trace..." Yun Qingrong drove and turned around and said: "Mr. Tang, this thing
You probably got it from overseas, right?"
"Um."
Tang Ming was a little surprised: "How do you know?"
"To be honest, my Yun family is proficient in antique treasure appraisal and is also an expert in collecting. Most of the ancient treasures in "Qing Tiangong Sacrifice and Collection" are either collected by Yuntian Pavilion, in museums, or have been destroyed in history.
Or they may be controlled by private collectors.”
"Only the Yun Family and Yuntian Pavilion, which are on the top list of the 'Golden Silk Dragon Ringing Bell', have never been informed of the news. We have long suspected that it has either been damaged or has been lost overseas."
"If he is in China, we will definitely know his whereabouts."
Yun Qingrong's tone was full of pride.
As the head of the Yun family in Kyoto, he has the confidence to say this.
"The Yun family in Kyoto really hides their secrets."
Tang Ming smiled meaningfully.
"Mr. Tang is ridiculous. The Yun family has a long history. During this period, the family was in decline and almost went bankrupt. It has only been revived in recent years."
Yun Qingrong responded with a smile: "Over the years, we have always supported Chinese official archaeology, traced historical antiquities, preserved ancient treasures, and improved museums, so that there is a chance for it to rise."
Tang Ming nodded slightly.
Not long after.
The vehicle drove into the Second Ring Road of Kyoto and came to a building full of ancient charm.
"Mr. Tang."
Yun Qingrong got off the car, trotted over, and opened the door for Tang Ming: "This is the largest antique shop in Yuntian Pavilion. I have invited the chief treasure appraiser of Yuntian Pavilion, Master Mao Tianxiang, to come over."
"He is also worshiped by my Yun family. Not only is he superb at appraising treasures, but the key is that he is trustworthy. I can guarantee that this matter will not be leaked."
Yun Qingrong smiled and spoke.
When Tang Ming heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Yun Qingrong. This person was very good in terms of vision and emotional intelligence.
obviously.
Yun Qingrong is well aware of Tang Ming's identity. As a strong man in the realm of gods, antiques and antiques in the world have basically no attraction for him. Now he comes here for the 'Golden Dragon Ringing Bell', which means that this object must be something else.
There is a universe.
"Mr. Tang please."
Yun Qingrong smiled and invited, personally leading the way like a waiter.
Come all the way.
Many people around were surprised. Yun Qingrong was the head of the Yun family and belonged to the top group of bosses.
result.
Now he is entertaining a young man so warmly.
for a while.
It attracted countless doubtful glances to fall on Tang Ming.
...Go straight to the top of the sixth floor.
A silver-haired old man wearing brocade clothes had already congratulated him.
"Qingrong, this must be Mr. Tang."
Mao Tianxiang clasped his hands and saluted respectfully: "We are extremely honored that Mr. Tang can come."
"Mr. Mao, you're welcome."
Tang Ming strolled into the room, found a spacious place, and turned around.
Whoosh! A pendulum clock is revealed.
As the chief treasure appraiser of Yuntian Pavilion, Mao Tianxiang has naturally seen strange people and strangers, and he was not shocked at all.
Tang Ming stretched out his hand to invite: "I would like to ask Mr. Mao to confirm the authenticity of the 'Golden Dragon Ringing Bell'. It is best to find out some historical secrets from it."
Mao Tianxiang nodded, put on the special glasses hanging on his chest, took out a magnifying glass, a small wooden awl, and a small hammer wrapped in cotton from his arms, and stepped forward.
"Mr. Mao's treasure-appraisal skills are all based on his eyesight. His eyes are as good as professional scanning machines. He is well-read and has a profound knowledge of various historical documents."
Yun Qingrong introduced with a smile.
At this time.
Mao Tianxiang has already circled the pendulum clock to watch.
"This is indeed the best golden nanmu, and it is also purely natural, carved from a single piece of nanmu."
"It is recorded in ancient books: 'Heavenly silk is the body, heavenly craftsmanship is the soul, heavenly dragon is the spirit, and this is the sound of the golden silk dragon'."
"This is the finest golden nanmu, also known as the sacred tencel wood. Judging from its carving technique, it uses 'gold-coated inlay'. This is a royal skill of the Qing Dynasty and has long been lost..." Mao Tianxiang looked at it carefully and murmured to himself.
He wore gloves, sometimes touching small carvings, sometimes rubbing them, sometimes tapping the wood, and listening.
Half an hour later.
Dozens of data record drawings have been placed in front of Mao Tianxiang. On these drawings, in addition to the pattern rubbings on various pendulum clocks, there are even diagrams of the internal and external structures of the pendulum clock.
Just by observing it without dismantling it, he had already analyzed its internal and external structural diagrams.
This skill alone is enough to take on the title of chief treasure appraiser.
"It's certain."
Mao Tianxiang raised his head and said solemnly: "This object is the 'Golden Dragon Ringing Bell', and it is undoubtedly authentic!"
There is no doubt that it is authentic! Yun Qingrong was overjoyed when he heard this and was about to congratulate Tang Mingshi.
Tang Ming strolled forward, came to the large workbench, and looked at the structural diagram Mao Tianxiang had previously drawn.
His face was calm.
I was not overjoyed when I discovered the authenticity.
"Mr. Mao, you just said that this pendulum clock is carved from a whole piece of top-quality golden nanmu. The reason why top-quality nanmu is precious is that it took a long time to take shape."
Tang Ming knocked on the pendulum clock and asked, "Can you tell the approximate year?"
"Ordinary nanmu takes sixty years to take shape, while slightly better ones take hundreds of years; the finest golden nanmu takes hundreds of years."
Mao Tianxiang replied: "And the best nanmu, called the sacred wood of Tencel, does not have a history of thousands of years and will never achieve the texture of Tencel."
"I guess this piece of top-quality golden nanmu has existed for at least a thousand years."
Thousands of years.
It dates back to the Tang Dynasty.
Tang Ming thought for a moment, then he suddenly saw a square copper paperweight placed on the workbench in front of him. It was simple in style and had a totem printed on the head of the paperweight.
In an instant.
Tang Ming was shocked because he also found a similar pattern inside the Golden Silk Dragon Bell, on the nanmu where the remaining soul was sealed.
"Mr. Mao, what does this totem mean?"
Tang Ming asked quickly.
"This square dragon copper paperweight is an ancient treasure of the Tang Dynasty. The totem on it means that it was made by the 'Tianyu Supervisory Office' within the Tang royal family."
"This object was given by the ancestor of the Yun family. Every chief treasure appraiser can obtain an ancient treasure. This is the tradition of Yuntian Pavilion."