Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 106 You can’t leave without a broken hand!
Song Linglong's confused eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Zhang Xuan, who was sitting upright with his hands folded in front of his abdomen in the live broadcast. An inexplicable sense of trust suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart: "What. What's your intention?"

Zhang Xuan said, "The last three 'Don't think', 'Don't miss', 'Don't look' seem to be Li Chunfeng's way of expressing his guilt in front of his wife and daughter!"

“But it also includes the wish that his wife would see this poem and forgive him!”

"Too."

Song Linglong blinked, seemingly not understanding this emotion: "But what?"

Zhang Xuan blinked: "It's also a warning to his wife who is looking for him. Tell her not to continue looking for him!"

Song Linglong was shocked again: "Really?"

"But how did he know his wife would come to him?"

Jinlian also said: "Yes, men who abandon their wives and daughters are all so narcissistic?"

Fatty Han: “.”

Zhang Xuan in the camera was also stunned for a moment, but still said: "Who do you think he wrote the Yin-Yang seal on the coffin for?"

Song Linglong's face changed drastically: "You mean, Li Chunfeng's wife also knows Yin-Yang Seal?"

Zhang Xuan: "As Li Chunfeng's wife, do you think she knows him?"

Her pupils suddenly shrank, and in an instant she understood why her grandmother had always said that she knew the Yin-Yang Seal but never interpreted it!
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The family secret code was lost to my grandmother!

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His dark eyes flickered slightly: "Haha. So, he is really narcissistic."

Zhang Xuan shrugged: "It has nothing to do with narcissism."

"Don't forget, Li Chunfeng is a man who can observe the stars and deduce the secrets of the universe, and predict the future for two thousand years!"

Song Linglong was shocked again.

"Cough cough!"

"You mean the Tui Bei Tu?"

"That thing is just a legend, don't take it seriously."

Fatty Han suddenly interrupted in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Xuan in the camera was stunned for a moment: "Who is this?"

"It sounds familiar."

Jinlian's expression changed drastically, and she suddenly gave Fatty Han an electric shock: "Shut up."

Fatty Han immediately puffed up his voice and said in a rough voice: "Haha, did you hear it wrong?"

Zhang Xuan in the camera did not continue to ask, but said lightly: "I also thought it was just a legend before, but now it seems."

"Um"

"It could actually be true!"

"After all, it's incredible!"

Fatty Han had a strange expression on his face when he heard this: "Why don't I see anything weird about this?"

But Zhang Xuan in the camera just continued: "This coffin should be considered Li Chunfeng's cenotaph."

"If the characters on the xiao in the box are from the Song Dynasty, then it proves that it was a relic left by Li Chunfeng to his first wife."

"Perhaps a thousand years ago, they were like the young men and women today, dancing under the moonlight and flowers, and secretly pledged their lives together!"

"I see there are patches on the clothes on the broken arm."

"Given his status, he should have been wearing gold silk and satin, but he chose to wear a plain patched shirt with his broken arm."

"Obviously, these are the clothes that his first wife made for him."

"Ugh"

“It’s well-intentioned!”

"Sure enough, two love-brains are a perfect match."

Song Linglong's eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly, the obsession that her grandmother had instilled in her heart since she was a child completely dissipated, just like the sun and the moon appearing after the clouds were cleared away.

She reached out, picked up the xun and put it in her pocket, then took out a folding storage bag from her body and carefully put the severed hand into the bag.

Jinlian pointed at Song Linglong in surprise: "Why is she..."

But just as she opened her mouth, Fatty Han covered her mouth and scolded her in a low voice: "Li Chunfeng is her ancestor, why don't I give it to her?"

Jinlian rolled her eyes, tilted her head, crossed her arms and stopped looking at her.

"I know!"

Zipping up her bag, she looked at Zhang Xuan in the camera and bit her lip: "Brother Xuan, I'm going out."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Xuan in the live broadcast room raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay!"

"By the way, did you get the things?"

A puzzled voice suddenly came from the other side: "What is that?"

Zhang Xuan said: "It's the things in the box."

“Remember to take it with you!”

The cute little girl's voice was filled with surprise and embarrassment: "Ah?"

"Is it appropriate?"

The barrage was also filled with question marks: "????"

"Brother Xuan, are you letting yourself go?"

"Aren't you the anchor who protects national treasures? Why did you let people take cultural relics away?"

"Brother Xuan, you are inflated now, right? You should be more careful with your words!" Zhang Xuan seemed a little speechless when looking at the comments: "There are more than 500,000 people in the live broadcast room, isn't there anyone who noticed?"

"If the box is opened, you must take the things inside away!"

"Otherwise you can't get out!"

Cute and lovely: "???"

Song's house!

Master Hei Qi looked at the fairy who was a little dazed and walked towards the inner room with confusion.

After a while, she came out holding an antique wooden box.

"what is this?"

Mr. Hei Qi looked curious.

But Fairy Song did not respond. She just carefully opened the wooden box and took out a clay xun wrapped in silk cloth, which was exactly the same as the one Song Linglong found.

But what is engraved on it is not Song, but Daozhi!

"what?"

"You have one at home too?"

Mr. Hei Qi was shocked!
Fairy Song held the xiao in her hands, her eyes filled with shock and relief, and she looked at the starry sky outside the window.

A wonderful sound, ethereal and profound, slowly sounded.

Mr. Hei Qi shook his head and waved his arms.

Only when the sound of the xiao ended did he smack his lips with a look of unsatisfied satisfaction: "What kind of song is this? It's really beautiful."

Fairy Song held the xiao and bowed three times toward the window, then put the xiao back into the box.

"see a visitor out!"

Hei Qi's expression changed drastically: "Don't!"

"Why does this old lady change her face so quickly?"

"Hey?"

"no!"

"Did Zhang Xuan really let that girl take him away?"

In the private room of the hotpot restaurant, Qian Wei was stunned.

Fang Youcai, who came to Yancheng on a business trip, sat with the two of them.

He and Qian Wei were classmates in the police academy and had work contacts with Yang Yuming.

Seeing Qian Wei's nervous look, Fang Youcai said disdainfully: "He is still the operations captain of the Security Bureau."

"Why are you making such a fuss about such a small thing?"

"Didn't you hear Zhang Xuan say that if the things in the box aren't taken away, the girl can't leave."

Seeing Yang Yuming also smiling at him, he scratched his head: "Is it that mysterious?"

He said to Yang Yuming: "By the way, you are about to resign."

"If he does this, people will use it to make a fuss about him!"

"That's Li Chunfeng's arm!"

"Although I don't know whether it's true or not."

“But it looks like the real thing!”

"I think you should call your colleagues at the Institute of Archaeology and ask for information."

"I suspect some action has already begun!"

Fang Youcai looked a little unconvinced: "Is it that exaggerated?"

Qian Wei shook his head: "You work in a local area and don't know the situation in Yancheng."

“It’s that fast!”

Seeing that Yang Yuming also had a gloomy face, Fang Youcai realized the seriousness of the problem.

"No time for a drink?"

Yang Yuming picked up his glass and said, "I've resigned anyway, so why bother?"

"Come on, let's go!"

Just as the three raised their glasses, the cell phone on the table rang at an inopportune moment.

Qian Wei was silent for a moment, then he picked up his phone: "Mine!"

After signaling the two to stop talking, he answered the phone: "Director Wei, what can I do for you?"

"Oh!"

"right now?"

"it is good!"

He hung up the phone, his face had become completely serious.

Staring at the two of them: "Don't ask!"

"I can only tell you that there is a mission!"

"The detective is here!"

He picked up his clothes and stood up, patting Yang Yuming and the other man on the shoulders: "I'm here for Li Chunfeng!"

(End of this chapter)