Tang Ming's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Mao Tianxiang: "In this pendulum clock, on the core of the nanmu, there is also the mark of the Tianyu Supervisory Office."
"What!"
Mao Tianxiang's eyes widened.
He looked back at the Golden Silk Dragon Ringing Bell and said in a solemn voice: "The Tianyu Supervisory Office is the representative of the royal craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty. They are highly skilled, but the problem is..." "The Golden Silk Dragon Ringing Bell is the official representative of the Qing Dynasty's royal craftsmen.
The prince ordered this to be built, and there was a gap of at least a thousand years between it."
How can ancient treasures created by the Qing Dynasty have the imprint of the Tang Dynasty?
If another person had said such unbelievable things, Mao Tianxiang would have scolded him. The most important thing in archeology and treasure appraisal is to be pragmatic and respect history, and not talk nonsense.
Yun Qingrong also said: "Mr. Tang, could it be a mistake?"
"It can't be wrong."
Tang Ming stepped forward and waved his hand.
Whoa! A strong energy wrapped the golden dragon bell, and then used skillful force to remove the tight and seamless pendulum clock casing, including all the internal precision parts, falling off and suspended in mid-air.
This scene is very shocking.
Mao Tianxiang was full of envy. If he also had this ability, it would be much easier in treasure appraisal and archeology.
But he also understood that this ability was only possessed by those strange people.
"Mr. Mao, look at this."
Tang Ming raised his hand, and at the core of the pendulum clock, a piece of top-quality golden nanmu wood as thick as an arm slowly floated towards it.
This piece of golden nanmu has a clear golden light, just like amber, and its internal golden tree patterns form complex patterns.
One of the patterns is exactly the same as the pattern on the square paperweight.
"Huh?"
Mao Tianxiang was also shocked. He wore glasses and held up a magnifying glass to observe repeatedly.
quite a while.
Mao Tianxiang raised his head in shock, his old face full of doubts.
"This, this is indeed the exclusive mark of the Tianyu Supervisory Office... Strange, how can an ancient treasure from the Qing Dynasty have the mark of the Tang Dynasty?"
Mao Tianxiang was extremely confused, scratching his silver hair with some distress, racking his brains to think.
Yun Qingrong tried to say: "Mr. Mao, is it possible... The Golden Dragon Bell was originally an ancient treasure of the Tang Dynasty, but it was not known to the world. Then it was acquired by Prince Lu in the Qing Dynasty and presented to Emperor Yongzheng.
Was the accident recorded in the ancient books of the Qing Dynasty?"
"impossible."
Mao Tianxiang shook his head decisively: "Most of the golden silk dragon ringing bells are craftsmanship of the Qing Dynasty, and a small number of crafts were born after the Tang Dynasty. For example, the quenching drilling method of the Song Dynasty and the gold foil inlay method of the Ming Dynasty. These crafts were developed in the Tang Dynasty.
, has not yet been developed.”
"..." Yun Qingrong also had a headache when he heard this: "Is it possible that this mark is fake and that it is a copy of the mark of the Tang Dynasty's Imperial Supervision and Works Department made by craftsmen of the Qing Dynasty?"
If the imprint was imitated by the Qing Dynasty, then everything can be explained.
"I'm ashamed that I can't tell whether this mark is genuine or fake."
Mao Tianxiang was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "For this matter, we may have to ask the ancestor of the Yun family to come out. Maybe he can know something about the situation."
Yun Qingrong was stunned: "Ancestor?"
Tang Ming was also a little surprised: "The ancestor of the Yun family is also proficient in appraising treasures and antiques?"
He had heard Yun Qingrong say before that the ancestor of the Yun family advocated cultivation and focused on improving his own strength. He was just a hobby in appraising treasures and antiques, and he was not proficient in it.
"The ancestor of the Yun family is not proficient in identifying treasures."
Mao Tianxiang said solemnly: "But the Yun clan of Kyoto is derived from the Yun clan of Lantian. In the early Tang Dynasty, Emperor Taizong paid great attention to it. The Yun clan of Lantian is actually in charge of the Tianyu Supervisory Office."
"My Sifang paperweight was given to me by the Yun family."
"Only the ancestor of the Yun family can identify the authenticity of the mark on this piece of golden nanmu."
Mao Tianxiang sounded a little ashamed.
With his level, he couldn't tell whether the mark on the golden nanmu was genuine or fake.
"Mr. Mao, there is no need to be ashamed. There is a specialization in the art. I will go back and ask my ancestors for instructions."
Yun Qingrong gave a sigh of relief and then left with Tang Ming.
Get back into the car.
Yun Qingrong took out his mobile phone: "Mr. Tang, let me talk to the old man first. Our ancestor has been in seclusion all year round. Only the older generation is qualified to contact him."
"Well, it doesn't matter."
Tang Ming nodded.
It’s not like I learned nothing from Mao Tianxiang just now.
At least now we know that the origin of this piece of golden nanmu should most likely come from the Tang Dynasty.
"The strong cultivators of the Tang Dynasty..." Tang Ming looked a little solemn.
If this is the case, then the remnant soul attached to the golden nanmu has quite a lot of background.
The Tang Dynasty was more than a thousand years ago. If he was really a strong man at that time, a wisp of his remnant soul would still have the aura of becoming a god after thousands of years, which would be extremely terrifying.
soon.
Tang Ming and Yun Qingrong came to a quiet manor in the suburbs of Kyoto.
Inside and outside the manor, there are dense mountains and forests, and a small stream slowly flows through the interior of the manor. Both the architectural style and the decoration style are full of ancient charm.
"Your ancestor really knows how to enjoy it."
Tang Ming looked at the surrounding landforms: "The feng shui of this place is excellent. The key is that it is located on the road that the dragon vein must pass through. Placing his ancestral home here will ensure the prosperity of the Yun family's descendants."
Yun Qingrong was very surprised: "Mr. Tang also knows the art of Feng Shui?"
Tang Ming nodded humbly: "I understand a little bit."
"This place is good, but my ancestors particularly like ancient buildings. There are no wires installed in this manor, and you can't charge your mobile phone even if you want. We young people are simply not used to living there."
Yun Qingrong smiled bitterly and said.
Just talking.
A bamboo gate appeared in front. No one was controlling it. A breeze pushed the gate open on its own.
An old man in white robes stood up from the stone bench and looked at Tang Ming with his deep eyes.
"Ancestor, this is..." Yun Qingrong was about to introduce, but the old man in white robe chuckled, clasped his fists and faced Tang Ming: "Sure enough, there are masters among the people. I heard Fan Zhongtian say before that a dragon emerged from Jinling.
I still don’t believe that he is a unique talent, but now it seems that I have misjudged him.”
Um?
Tang Ming was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Yun also knows the Jinling Guard?"
Yun Kaitai nodded with a smile and invited: "Fellow Taoist Tang, please take a seat first. Let's drink tea and talk in detail."
"good."
Tang Ming nodded and came to sit down: "Then I won't bother Mr. Yun."
He also did not expect that the ancestor of the Yun family and the founder of Yuntian Pavilion would actually know Fan Zhongtian, the governor of Jinling.
"I have known Fan Zhongtian for decades. Before he came to Kyoto, he specifically mentioned you to me. He was really full of praise."
Yun Kaitai smiled and made a cup of tea.
Then he added: "Thanks to you, we defeated the Six Families of Nanling and Yaowang Valley, and resolved the crisis at the Ghost Sect in Jinling. This can be considered as a complete end to Fan Zhongtian's inner depression, thus helping him to break through to become a god."
"Fellow Taoist Tang, I would like to offer you this cup of tea instead of wine."
Yun Kaitai picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.