In the midst of everyone's puzzled gazes, Xu Qian talked eloquently: "The surface of this fan is nothing unusual. It must have been pasted on by Mr. Zhao later. However, the fan bone is a bit interesting. The fan bone should have been around for a hundred years, and it was used
It’s purple bamboo, and the bamboo pieces are still tough, which shows that later generations took good care of them.”
Xu Qian added: "Purple bamboo comes from Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea. Its stems are thin and deep purple in color. The segments can be used as pipe flutes. They are found in central and central Zhejiang today. And the fine workmanship of this fan bone shows that it is the craftsmanship of Quanzhou, Fujian."
However, not many people used Zizhu to make fans. It was not until Emperor Xiao that it became popular, but the person holding this fan came from the early Ming Dynasty. It seems that this person had a special hobby."
Everyone nodded after hearing this, and Zhao Shang couldn't help but feel moved when he heard Xu Qian's eloquent analysis. He no longer dared to show contempt and sat down to listen attentively.
Xu Qian continued: "And there is a line of small characters on the bone of this fan, which writes the year and month when the fan was made. Judging from the handwriting used by this person, the owner should be a person who has been crouching at the desk all year round. Only such a person can calligraphy.
It's quite satisfactory, especially the font is too regular and has no characteristics of its own. If I guessed correctly, this person should have been a Hanlin at that time."
Everyone couldn't help but wonder, Hanlin...
However, Xu Qian’s analysis is not unreasonable. Hanlin is different from others because Hanlin often drafts edicts, and the fonts of edicts are the most stringent. It is by no means an ordinary font for official documents. Xu Qian guessed that this is Hanlin’s handwriting.
, the reason is by no means groundless, only Han
Lin has the highest requirements for handwriting, and when most people leave their own handwriting on their objects, they usually have their own running script characteristics. Only Hanlin has long obliterated its own characteristics due to years of making imperial edicts, making the writing
There was a faint smell of imperial edict in it.
Xu Qian smiled slightly: "Since this person is most likely from Suzhou, Hangzhou or Fujian, and he is a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, after thinking about it, it seems that there were not many Shuji scholars at that time, only a few."
Seeing that the answer was about to come out, Zhao Shang couldn't help but ask: "Who do you think this person is? If you are right, I will obey you."
Xu Qian said seriously: "Actually, it's simple. This person is Yang Rong, the later cabinet scholar. Yang Rong is from Fujian. He happened to work in the Imperial Academy in the second year of Yongle and held the post of editor. More importantly, this person
He is a famously left-handed Prime Minister. He was born left-handed. And I see this fan
Due to the wear and tear on the handle, the owner of this fan also holds the fan in his left hand. Therefore, it is inferred that this fan was left behind by Mr. Yang. However, although Mr. Yang’s relics are valuable, fans are fans after all, and they will decay sooner or later.
One thousand taels of silver bought in one day is really not worth it."
Zhao Shang said excitedly: "Master Xu is very clever. This fan was indeed bought by a student who went to Fujian with a lot of money."
Everyone couldn't help but marveled, and then they were convinced by Xu Qian.
Zhao Shang discovered the treasure. Wu Zhi naturally refused to give up and took out a pair of calligraphy and painting, which was also a rare treasure in the world. He said that he bought it for one thousand three hundred taels. Xu Qian felt that he had no place to spend such money.
I was deeply saddened and disgusted, and I endured the discomfort in my heart and tasted it again.
In a blink of an eye, it was noon. The monks in the temple brought vegetarian food. The man named Zhao and the man named Wu did not deal with them. I don't know what kind of hatred they had. The two sides clashed several times, but Gui Zhi'er stopped them every time.
Xu Qian wasn't very interested anymore, but Gui Zhi'er refused to leave, and he didn't have a carriage or horse to travel with him, and the place was deserted. He would inevitably catch someone else's ride home, so he could only wait patiently. He reasoned that he had been there last night
I didn’t sleep well, so I went to the temple
I slept in the fragrant guest room. When I woke up, it was actually dark, so I hurriedly came out of the room. Thinking that I had to go to the Yamen to study early tomorrow morning, I hurriedly went to find Gui Zhier, who was having tea in the tea room and reading Buddhist scriptures.
He said: "It's getting late, shouldn't it be time to go back?"
Gui Zhi'er is always covered with a veil, so people can never see through her expression. She can only hear her chanting: "Yes, it's getting late. I've thanked you today. In fact, I just asked you to come.
With outsiders here, those two guys can stay calm and avoid causing trouble."
Xu Qian looked at her strangely and said, "What is your relationship with them?"
Gui Zhier, however, smiled and did not answer, saying: "They are all from aristocratic families, but they occasionally do some business."
Xu Qian did know some customs and customs, and knew that in Jiangnan, many aristocratic families were involved in some businesses, using their identities and connections to make money. Xu Qian couldn't help but wonder, if that was the case, then the Gui family was...
…
He did not continue to delve deeper, only hoping that Gui Zhi'er would leave immediately.
At this time, the sky was dark, with only a trace of fish belly white left in the sky. The hosts all said goodbye to each other in front of the temple. Then Zhao Shang had a good impression of Xu Qian and invited Xu Qian to visit his hometown in Yuyao several times, saying that he would give him a warm reception.
Qian muttered a few perfunctory words and agreed.
The servants were preparing carriages and horses for the people at the bottom of the mountain, but suddenly they heard screams from the bottom of the mountain. After a while, a servant with blood all over his body and a small hat in green clothes rolled up the mountain and shouted: "It's a murder!
The murderer was a Japanese, a Japanese..."
When they heard the word "Japanese", the faces of these ladies and gentlemen changed suddenly. Xu Qian was also startled and said quickly: "Japanese? Where did the Japanese come from? Although this is not far from the coast, it is the hinterland of Jiangnan after all. How could this happen?
Are there any Japanese?"
At this time, the Japanese pirates were not so rampant as to attack prefectures and counties at will, but they had already caused great harm to the south of the Yangtze River. In Zhejiang and Fujian, there were many scattered Japanese pirates plundering villages. However, this is still the hinterland after all, although it is also along the coast.
, but the Japanese did not appear frequently. Now that the Japanese suddenly appeared, Xu Qian's mind was buzzing. Of course he knew what this meant. This was a matter of wealth and life.
The young boy was held up by his collar by Xu Qian, and he said clearly: "There were seven or eight people, holding Japanese knives in their hands. They were very ferocious. They suddenly rushed up and killed many people. They killed people very well... The villain escaped.
By that time, four or five people were dead below, and the rest were trying to escape, but they were divided into four or five people to chase them, except for those who were going up the mountain, but they ignored them."
Catching turtles in an urn.
Xu Qian immediately realized that these Japanese pirates were by no means ordinary bandits, but came with a purpose. They only hunted down the escaped servants to prevent anyone from reporting the news; they did not prevent people from going up the mountain, which showed that their
The target is the temple up the mountain, maybe even Xu Qian or Gui Zhier, or these young masters.
This time...it seems that I have been tricked.
Xu Qian's face was hesitant. If he said he wasn't scared, it would be a lie. If he hadn't been in front of others, he would have been so frightened that he would have run away. Fortunately, as a man of two generations, he still had some courage. At this time, he also realized that he was panicking.
It's useless to be panicked. Only by staying calm can you save your life.
Xu Qian was sorting out his thoughts, but the other young masters were already in a mess. These people had just fought fiercely for wealth, but now they have become useless idiots. What surprised Xu Qian was that Gui Zhier actually remained
Surprisingly calm.
I heard Gui Zhier say: "These Japanese pirates must have been planning for a long time, and the one they want to kill is one of us."
Then Zhao Shang said with a sad face: "Cousin, why don't you... why don't we ask someone to go down and ask about the situation and see what their purpose is. If they are just seeking revenge, just hand over the enemy to them. If they are greedy for money, we also have plenty of money."
Gui Zhi'er sneered and said: "You take it for granted. If people seek revenge, they must leave no trace and not kill all of us. What if we go to report to the official? And if they are robbing wealth, why bother?
Go to war and go deep here? Besides, even if you want to
We shouldn't be plundering in this sparsely populated place. The only possibility is that someone knew our whereabouts and secretly invited these Japanese to come and kill us. No matter who their target is, once they fall into the hands of these Japanese
, none of us are alive.”
After Zhao Shang heard this, he shuddered involuntarily and was so frightened that he could not speak.
Gui Zhi'er glanced at Xu Qian and saw that Xu Qian was still calm. She couldn't help but said with admiration: "Master Xu, what do you think we should do now?"
Xu Qian smiled bitterly and said: "The other party is seven or eight Japanese, and the total number of people on our mountain is only twenty or thirty, but..." He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The monks in the mountain are old and young, no matter how old they are.
It’s of no use, and as for the others, if I say something unpleasant, even ten of them can’t compare to one habitual gangster who kills people and sells goods.”
Gui Zhier frowned and said, "So, we are bound to die?"
Xu Qian asked: "Is there only one mountain road going down the mountain?"
Gui Zhi'er shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There is only one way, and besides, these people come here prepared. Even if there are other ways out, how can they be so careless?"
Xu Qian sighed and asked Zhao Shang: "Brother Zhao, what do you think should be done?"
Zhao Shang was so frightened that his calves were trembling, and he said: "I...I..."
Xu Qian shook his head and asked several other young masters. None of them could help. Only when Xu Qian asked Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi didn't even dare to speak. He Qiqi Ai Ai said authentically: "Now we can only let people go down the mountain and talk to him."
them……"
Xu Qian said: "Miss Gui Gui just said that even if we go to seek peace, we will die. Don't you have any other ideas?"
Wu Zhi swallowed and said, "That's not necessarily the case. It's better than sitting here and waiting to die."
Xu Qian suddenly smiled coldly at him and said, "I have an idea."
Wu Zhi couldn't help but ask: "Master Xu, please tell me and listen."
Xu Qian grabbed him at once, and suddenly pulled out the imperial-given small sword from his waist. With a flash of cold light, the sword edge crossed a half-arc in the air, and then placed it firmly on Wu Zhi's neck. Xu Qian
Sneered: "It's very simple, catch the masters of these Japanese people and make them use the enemy as a weapon."