When Qiu Nuo took the pottery figurines from Xiao Lianshan, her face was as cold as ice, like a peach blossom in the spring breeze. When all her attention was over, the pottery figurines in her hand seemed to be a pile of worthless garbage compared with all the cultural relics on the scene.
I slowly cocked my mouth and smiled meaningfully. It turns out that Qiu Nuo likes Tang cultural relics. To be exact, this girl has a soft spot for Tang cultural relics, which is a bit interesting.
"Wild goose back to you all look at these unearthed …"
Professor Jiang hasn’t finished yet. I clap my hands and say with a smile.
"I came here for nothing today. Everything in Qiu Nuo’s words is right."
"It’s not like a tomb here. How can so many cultural relics be unearthed?" Professor Jiang is still a little surprised to say
"From the types and types of cultural relics, this batch of cultural relics covers everything from the Southern and Northern Dynasties to the late Qing Dynasty. It should be a hiding place." I thought about it and answered.
Suddenly there was a lot of noise in the excavation pit, and many people surrounded me. My attention was also attracted. A rectangular wooden box was cleaned up and sent to Qiu Nuo, and it was carefully beaten. There was an ancient painting inside.
"Yan Wengui’s Map of Mountains and Rivers Facing the River in the Song Dynasty was sealed immediately after it was preserved."
I frowned and walked over without waiting for Qiu Nuo’s consent. I touched the hand-drawn paper covered with mud.
"This is a fake!"
Everyone stood in the same place. Qiu Nuo looked up and looked at the front person very calmly and said
"The landscape of mountains and rivers and rivers is broad and far-reaching, and the rolling hills near the river are written at the beginning. Gravel scattered and miscellaneous trees sway in the wind in the distance. In the vast painting of rivers and mountains, the overlapping scenery of mountains and rivers is dense, and the layout of terraces and pavilions is meticulous and rigorous. Both the layout and the pen are typical" Yanjia scenery ".What makes you say it is fake?"
"The paper is not right. The paper in Song Dynasty is crispy skin, sandalwood, fragrant incense, hibiscus mutabilis, or bamboo. Only after waxing can the paper paste be even, smooth and soft. This is paper," I said calmly with a smile.
"You can tell the age of paper by just looking at your eyes." Qiu Nuo glanced at me coldly. "You can’t be sure if you guess the root."
"It’s not easy to make sure." As soon as I finished, I grabbed Qiu Nuo’s painting and threw it to Xiao Lianshan to "tear it up."
When my words came out, everyone was dumbfounded. Xiao Lianshan didn’t even think about it. The more she tried to stop the instantaneous ancient painting, the more she split in his hand.
"Smell what’s in the paper?" I have a calm smile on my face.
"Elder brother what taste all have no" Xiao Lianshan smelled a serious answer with his head up.
I turned my head and looked at Qiu Nuo’s place. Everyone was surprised, but she still kept Leng Yan’s expression.
"How am I right? Song paper smells of sandalwood. This is nothing false."
Qiu Nuo smiled coldly as if he didn’t care about what happened just now.
"I don’t know if it’s fake or not, but I know one thing very well."
"What is it?"
"The next time I saw you, it should be in the detention center!"
……
It’s wonderful to be handcuffed for the first time when I’m so old. Sitting in the interrogation room, Xiao Lianshan still doesn’t know how to be taken down here by a large group of armed police. I sat next to him on charges of abetting the destruction of national cultural relics, while Xiao Lianshan was arrested for assaulting a police officer for destroying national cultural relics.
Several policemen behind them still hold batons tightly until now, and their faces are bruised, not to mention being beaten by Xiao Lianshan.
The police officer in charge of taking notes is short and dark, like the world owes him money.
"Do you know what will arrest you?"
"I don’t believe you can arrange someone to identify that painting." I am still very calm.
"Whether it is buried for hundreds of years or not, it is a cultural relic. Do you two know the consequences if you tear up cultural relics in broad daylight and the circumstances are bad?" Black face slaps the table and growls.
"What you said is wrong. My brother said that the painting is fake. Since it is fake, how can it be a cultural relic? If you bury your transcript for hundreds of years this year, you will become a cultural relic." Xiao Lianshan twisted his head very seriously.
"Be honest and don’t look at what this place is. It’s still so arrogant."
The door was pushed in, and a woman wearing a police officer looked quite young and handsome, with a handsome face and a heroic attitude.
"Captain Fang, why are you here? This is a small case." The black face hurriedly took a respectful attitude.
"You go first" came in, and the woman didn’t talk much, indicating that several policemen behind me were going out to be bad faces.
"I’m Fang Yanan, captain of Interpol Brigade, and I want to talk to you today."
"Interpol brigade? ！” Xiao Lianshan, a former soldier, knew that some police officers were "just tearing up a painting and asking the captain of the Interpol Brigade to interrogate him on such a line?"
"I’m not interested in what paintings you tore up. I want to talk to you today. The more thunder!" Fang Yanan went straight to the point as soon as he sat down.
"Whether elder brother? ！” Xiao Lianshan looked at me next to me with a blank face. "Brother Ting has nothing to talk about."
I walked in from Fang Yanan, and my eyes never left her face. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and there seemed to be something strange about her.
"Our police have learned a lot about Yue Lei Tang. He is suspected of selling national cultural relics and setting up casinos, which has seriously disturbed social order and stability." Fang Yanan said while piling Yue Lei Tang files in front of Xiao Lianshan and me.
☆, Chapter 36 leads the life to break the soul