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"It turns out to be Mrs. Xu's dagger!"

At this time, Yu Feibai also understood, and his face became a little more excited.

It is also necessary to explain here that the so-called Mrs. Xu is not a woman, but a strong and strong man. The husband is not the husband's husband. He has a second voice and the same blessing. He is from the Zhao State during the Warring States Period.

Famous swordsmith.

According to historical records, Crown Prince Dan of Yan sent Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin. He asked for a sharp dagger from the world, and obtained a dagger from Mrs. Xu of Zhao. He took the dagger and used it to temper it with medicine to test people.

In other words, the dagger made by Mrs. Xu was very sharp. After the prince obtained the pill, she asked someone to quench the poison on the dagger, which made the dagger even more lethal.

"So, this dagger is what Jing Ke used?"

For a moment, Yu Feibai was very surprised: "Where was it found? Is it the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang?"

"...This is a secret." Mr. Hou smiled, seemingly without an answer, but in fact it was a kind of acquiescence. Wang Guan and others understood what he meant, and as long as they were clear in their hearts, they did not continue to ask, but hurriedly

He picked up the dagger and looked at it.

At the right time, Mr. Hou reminded: "Be careful, there is still poison on the dagger. Although the poison is not that strong, it can hurt people and it will be very troublesome to deal with."

Hearing that the thing was dangerous, several people became a little more cautious and carefully pulled out the dagger from its sheath. They immediately saw a dagger with a rather strange shape and full of ancient atmosphere.

After looking at it for a moment, Wang Guan felt that the dagger was just like what he had imagined. It had no sharp luster, and the color of the edge was a bit dull. This is a matter of course. After all, this is an assassin's dagger, and the light must be very restrained. If

It was made to sparkle, clearly reminding the person being assassinated to be careful.

Of course, Wang Guan also noticed that the dagger was not only clumsy in shape, but the texture on the blade was a bit messy, or it was like a mess, disorganized and without any regularity at all.

In addition, there is also the tip of the blade. The sword ridges on both sides are slightly protruding, forming a cross-like outline with the dagger edge. Although the outline of the tip is not obvious, it is a gradual process of formation.

With Wang Guan's understanding of cold weapons, he naturally understood that there were tiny gaps in the texture of the hemp ball, which could quench the poison, and after stabbing it with a knife, the outline of the cross was like that, but it opened the wound to the maximum extent, making the wound difficult to deal with.

Healing. In this case, whoever is stabbed will definitely be killed in one blow.

"What a dangerous thing."

Wang Guan couldn't help but sigh slightly when he wanted to understand the principle of the dagger's shape. It's no wonder that ancient literati often lamented that a soldier's weapon is an ominous weapon, not a gentleman's weapon, and should be used as a last resort.

Perhaps it is based on this that before the Qin and Han Dynasties, assassins who were highly praised by others were gradually suppressed and their treatment was not as good as each generation. After the Song Dynasty, it basically became a despised profession.

"It's really dangerous."

At this time, Yu Feibai also agreed very much: "It may not look like something inconspicuous, but it is really a stabbing. According to ancient medical skills, there is absolutely only one way to die. Speaking of which, Jing Ke is also stupid. He is obviously an assassin. He can't stab him directly with a knife.

Is it done? Why bother with so much nonsense? It will lead to failure and even harm the employer (Yan Taizi Dan)."

After the assassination incident, Qin Shihuang was furious. In order to appease his anger, the Yan State directly sacrificed Prince Dan's head. However, even in this way, the Yan State could not avoid the fate of being destroyed.

In a sense, Jing Ke, the killer, did not do his job well. Compared with his predecessors, Yaoli and Zhuanzhu, he was far behind. But strangely, Jing Ke was the most famous.

The reason is that he was in the glory of Qin Shihuang. On the other hand, it was not that Jing Ke was great, but that Qin Shihuang was famous enough, and anything related to him was enough to be passed down through the ages and people talked about it.

"Mr. Hou, what's in the next room?"

It is said that people's hearts are not enough. After appreciating these magical weapons, Yu Feibai looked at them again with great expectations in his eyes. And he also believed that what he was about to watch would definitely live up to his expectations.

"Don't worry, it's just a few steps away, and it will become clear when you go and take a look." Mr. Hou smiled and let it go, and then continued to lead the way.

After a while, everyone came to a wide space. Compared with the room just now, the layout of this space seemed more advanced. After walking in, Wang Guan immediately noticed that the floor and four walls of this space were

It is paved with special materials and some devices are installed on the top of the space.

All in all, everything in the space gives people a high-tech feel, like a large research laboratory. But then again, this seems to be a secret research base...

Thinking of this, Wang Guan smiled and looked at it more carefully. This space is more like an exhibition hall than a research room, because there are some things hanging on the four walls.

At first glance, those things are just calligraphy and paintings. However, these calligraphy and paintings are quite special. They are not simply hung on the wall, but stored in a transparent glass cover. In addition, upon closer inspection, Wang Guan also found that under the transparent glass cover

There seems to be some inexplicable liquid in it.

After discovering this detail, Wang Guan can also speculate that other glass covers without liquid may be in a vacuum environment. Such high technology is just to protect a few calligraphy and paintings. From this, we can also know that these calligraphy and paintings are definitely not simple.

"What kind of painting is this?"

Yu Feibai also understood this truth and hurriedly came up to watch.

"It's actually a landscape painting..."

After looking at it for a while, Yu Feibai also expressed some approval: "The painting is quite good, it is majestic and the scenery is beautiful."

"It's just good?"

At the same time, Mr. Zhou said with a smile: "This is the Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River landscape painted by Wu Daozi himself. It is a legendary top-notch painting. Why did it get a good evaluation when it got into your mouth?"

"What?"

When Yu Feibai heard this, he was stunned. Wang Guan next to him was also similar, his shock was palpable.

There is no need to say more about Wu Daozi. The name "Painting Saint" alone is enough to explain everything. In addition, "Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River Landscape" is not an ordinary work, but a famous painting that has left a strong mark in history.

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It is said that during the Tianbao period, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty suddenly remembered that the Jialing River in the middle of Sichuan was beautiful and interesting, so he ordered Wu Daozi to take a post to the Jialing River to sketch. When he arrived at the Jialing River, Wu Daozi roamed the river and looked into the distance. He saw beautiful mountains and rivers, scene by scene.

As I passed by, my experiences and feelings at that time were deeply engraved in my heart, and I did not draw a sketch.

When Wu Daozi returned to Chang'an after touring the mountains and rivers of the Jialing River, Xuanzong asked him about his painting. Wu Daozi splashed his brush and ink on the spot and sketched it on the palace wall. In just one day, he painted three hundred miles of the Jialing River.

The beautiful scenery is vividly displayed on the paper. Every mountain, every river, every hill and every ravine is fascinating and makes people marvel at it.

"How is that possible?"

However, Yu Feibai was very doubtful: "Isn't the Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River landscape painted on the palace walls? During the Anshi Rebellion, the murals must have been destroyed. Even if it was not destroyed in the war during the Anshi Rebellion, but in the feudal town at the end of the Tang Dynasty

During the civil war, or the wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the city of Chang'an was reduced to rubbish, so how could the murals still survive?"

I have to admit that what Yu Feibai said makes sense. That’s the bad thing about murals. Whenever there is any natural disaster, they are easily destroyed. Therefore, very few ancient murals can be handed down. Even if there are, they are

Preserved in some places where wars are not easily affected, such as Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, Longmen Grottoes, etc...

Anyway, it definitely does not include the palace hall, because the palace has always been a must-attack place for military strategists. Once the war started, various military disasters and fires naturally occurred frequently, and a little accident was enough to turn the artist's hard work into ashes.

"How is it impossible?"

At the same time, Mr. Qian smiled lightly and said: "Didn't I tell you before that there is a method called stealing the sky and changing the day?"

"Changing the sky!" In an instant, Wang Guan suddenly understood, and then he also noticed the picture inside the transparent glass. Sure enough, it was not a mural, but a thin layer of cloth.

"Long before the murals were destroyed, someone secretly made rubbings of them."

While speaking, Mr. Hou also felt a bit lucky and helpless: "However, after all, it is just a copy, and after thousands of years of baptism, it can only be maintained by soaking in special drugs. If it is taken out casually,

Exhibition, or if you mess with it a few more times, the painting will be really ruined.”

"What we have to do now is to develop a more durable solution, fix the painting, and then think about other things. Perhaps not long after, it can be displayed openly and openly."

Mr. Hou was very optimistic and made Wang Guan and others nod their heads, sincerely hoping that this day would come soon. It is better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it together. Such a treasure should really be appreciated by more people.

After all, there are not only Wu Daozi's "Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River Landscape" here, but also some murals by unknown painters. The reason why they are called anonymous is mainly because the murals rarely have signatures. However, judging from the style of painting, they should be by famous artists at that time.

A masterpiece, the ingenuity of the composition and the exquisiteness of the brushwork are extraordinary.

However, Yu Feibai was still thinking that there were better treasures inside, so after admiring these murals, he immediately urged Mr. Hou to continue leading the way towards another space.

As soon as he entered this space, Wang Guan was keenly aware that the light source in the space was wrong. He immediately looked up subconsciously and felt a sense of surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Feibai's reaction was not slow. After noticing Wang Guan's movements, he also took advantage of the situation and looked around. After one glance, he was stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Okay.

What a big luminous pearl!”

"Wrong, it's not the Night Pearl."
Chapter completed!