Chapter 2: Seven Stars Lu King 50 years later

Fifty years later, at Xilingshe, Hefang Street, Hangzhou, my thoughts were interrupted by an old man. I closed my grandpa's notes and looked at each other.
"Do you accept any extensions here?" He asked me, looking weird. What seemed to be special.
I do n’t care about the temporary business. Most of the transactions in the antique market are conducted in private. The face is small and small, and there is not much money to make, so I perverted him: "collect, but the price is not high." It means, if you do n’t have anything good, just go, do n’t delay your uncle reading.
"Oh, can you tell me about it?" The guy asked, looking like a supermarket.
I ’m a little impatient. I ’m doing this business. I do n’t open it for three years. I eat for three years. I ’m used to spending time on weekdays. I hate waiting for those who do n’t know anything. This antique thing has a story behind it. Speaking of which, there is no one who can't finish the day. We need every guest to come here to introduce us. We don't have to do business, it is better to open a tea house directly.
I waved to him and said that he is not responsible for the introduction. There are many other houses next door. Please go to the next door to see.
The man glanced at me a little embarrassedly, but didn't go out, and asked, "Then I want to find out, is there a copy of the Warring States silk script here? It was fifty years ago that the few Confucian masters in Changsha stole it out and got another Which one did the American deceive? "
"You said you were swindled by Americans, where is there." I heard it, "Of course, I was looking for Tuo Ben to go to the market, then I have designated a book to find, how can I find it?"
He lowered his voice: "I heard that you have a way, I was introduced by the old itch."
When I heard the name Lao Ti, I was shocked. Wasn't it ticked into the horn last year? Why, did you give me it? The guy in front of me wouldn't be a policeman. I was a little flustered and suddenly stuttered: "Which ... which old itch, I don't know."
"I understand, I understand," he chuckled and took a watch out of his arms, "Look, old itch says you will understand this as soon as you look at this."
That watch was old and itchy. When he was in the northeast, he gave it to his first lover. He took the watch as if he were drunk. He took out the watch and took out the watch. The watch was called "Cuckoo, Li". I asked him What's your old lady's name, he wanted to cry for a long time, saying that I forgot his mother. This old itch is willing to give this watch to this person, indicating that this person really has some beginnings.
But when I look at this person, I feel abominable, unlike some serious person, but I always introduce it, I still have to give some face, besides, people have come to the door, and I will not let him finish the speech, maybe it will end. Liang Zi.
I pondered for a while, and decided to speak more quickly, so I raised my hand directly: "This man, then it is your old itchy friend, what are you looking for me?"
He grinned his teeth and showed a big golden tooth: "A friend of mine brought something back in Shanxi. I want you to show me if that is the real thing."
When I heard it, I probably understood that this birdman was n’t a tomb robber. Maybe some good things were dragged out and I have n’t seen them. I want to find someone to estimate. The antique market is a tangy one.
But this kind of person is generally a desperate person. It is good to be guilty or not guilty. I tried to spread the standard smile of the service industry and said to him: "Look at you in Beijing, your big target in Beijing comes to the south. I ’m consulting, I ’m too proud of you, how good is Beijing, I ’m afraid your drunkard ’s intention is not to drink!

He smiled: "They all say that the southerners are savvy, and they are not false. It looks like you are young, but they are very transparent. To be honest, I am not here to find you this time. I want to meet your old grandpa?"
I was shocked in my heart, and my face changed in a moment. My grandfather's background was very peculiar. There were very few people who knew him. Some people asked him, and most of them were not good things. "
That Jinya looked so ugly at my face, and was startled. He said, "Not at all, not at all. I am just an ordinary antique lover. I just want to know that your old grandfather was a thief in Changsha Dart Ziling. Is there one or two rubbings left after the silk books of the Warring States period? We want to buy one and see if it is the same as the one we have in hand? "
Before he finished, I yelled at the dozing man on the side: "Wangmeng, drop off!"
The old man with gold teeth was anxious: "Don't worry, why do you want to catch someone while you are talking?"
I said you came too late. My grandfather had gone westward last year. You need to find him, go back and find a crooked neck tree to hang, maybe you can still meet! As I said, I pushed him out and pushed him all the way to the threshold.
The old man with big golden teeth had a strangely thick skin, and he hugged the pillar outside the threshold, and did not walk away, yelling: "No hurry, let me say another word, let me say another word!"
I dragged him for a long time, and I couldn't get him. He scolded: "If you have something to say, don't delay me in doing business!"
"I said that you are a little grandson, why wouldn't you listen to it?" He smiled with a thief: "The old man is gone and doesn't matter. I didn't say anything, anyway, you also take a look at what I brought Things, do you sell old, itchy faces? "
I glanced at him. The man smiled, but he didn't smile. It depends on what he was here, and he had attracted a large group of tourists to watch from outside. If I want to go on, I will probably go to tomorrow's newspaper. Nodded: "That line, you come in and we look good, don't play the monkey here, but I say the ugly words ahead, can you see what the result is, I dare not say."
"That's that, that's what I do, I understand the rules!"
In fact, there are more than 20 volumes of the Warring States silk books, each of which is different. The one my grandfather stolen at that time was only a short part of it. At that time, there were indeed a few copies of the rubbings kept to the present. There is no money in the world and I ca n’t buy it. Even if I do n’t know what to do, this old man will never find it.
The few of us returned to the back room. I asked Wang Meng to pour a cup of tea for the old man, and let him take out the things. The old man with gold teeth was a little embarrassed and took out a blank piece of paper from his arms and handed it to me. It's furious to see, it's a copy.
"That's right, that baby can run around everywhere, and shatter when it shakes." He said, pretending to mysteriously lower his voice: "If it weren't for me, this thing would have gone abroad long ago, also It ’s for the people, right?

I chuckled: "Isn't it just a fight to see you? I don't think you dare to shoot. This is a national treasure. You don't want it in your head!"
In one sentence, the old man's face turned green, but he had to ask me and he had to endure, saying, "It can't be said that every line has every way, I think your old man was a tutor in Changsha. At that time, it was also prestigious- "
I put a finger on his nose and said, "Don't talk too much, please mention my grandfather, take this thing yourself and take a look!"
"Okay, let's stop. You will take a look at me, and I will run quickly."
I unfolded the blank paper, and as soon as I looked at the typesetting inside, I knew it was a well-preserved silk book from the Warring States Period, but it was not the one my grandfather had stolen at the time. . Since I promised to help others, I didn't want to be perfunctory, so that they wouldn't come to trouble me later, so I put this thing under a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.
After seeing a cigarette, I gradually got a bottom of my heart. I looked at my golden teeth with great hope and shook my head, saying, "Although the line from the copied lines looks older, it should be The fakes of the later dynasties, that is to say, antique fakes, this is a very embarrassing thing. Your copy of this thing is so poor, I can't see a certainty, I can only guess what it is from the Han Dynasty, how to say, You say that he is fake, nor is it fake, and that he is true or true, it is such a thing. "
"Is this the one your grandfather stole?"
"To tell you the truth, the grandpa stolen the copy from the Yankee before he could see it. I couldn't answer your question." I pretended to sigh with sincerity. I thought to myself, if I let him know that I have a Takumoto in my hand, it will definitely be spread out. It will be difficult to recruit other people at that time. It is better to flick him and let him go to other places to find a way.
The old man with gold teeth looked at me and really believed, sighed: "That's really not a coincidence, it doesn't look like that American, I'm afraid I haven't expected it."
"Why, why do you care so much about this volume?" I asked, this is too strange. This collection of ancient books is all fate. I want to find a set of 20 volumes of ancient books from the Warring States Period. Greedy.
"Little brother, I do n’t hide from you, I ’m not really fighting. You see my bones, that ’s enough tossing, but my friend is indeed a master, and I do n’t know what he sells. In short, I do n’t have much to ask about the truth of others.
He chuckled, shook his head and sighed again:
That line, since I got the words from you, I ’m dead, I ’m not going to delay the little brother, go first step."
After he finished, he stood up, gave me a fist, and left without looking back. I think he was so disappointed in his walk, and there were some unbearable in my heart, but it is absolutely impossible to be careful in doing our business. Small things like him, the big deal is that it takes more time. I think about it and release it. .
At this time, I suddenly found that the copy paper was not taken away. It may have been too hard. I picked it up and looked at the content. I suddenly found an interesting pattern, which is a fox-like face, two Eyes without pupils are very three-dimensional, as if protruding from the paper, I took a breath of breath, I just cared about judging his age, did not look at the content carefully, it seems that this should be It's also a rare treasure. It's enough for me to make some fake rubbings with this copy when the old itch comes out.
I photographed it with a digital camera and took the paper to the Wang Meng outside. If the golden tooth came back later, I would return it directly to him, lest he think that I am willing to greedy him for cheap.
My grandfather is a tufu from Changsha, a tomb thief. It ’s not surprising that my grandfather entered the line. In the current words, it ’s hereditary. When my grandfather ’s grandfather was 13 years old, there was a drought in central China. Famine, you ca n’t buy anything to eat when you have money. At that time, there was nothing in the corners of Changsha, that is, there were many ancient tombs, so you depended on the mountain to eat the mountain, and the tomb to eat the tomb. Knowing how many people starved to death, none of their villages died, and they all exchanged food with foreigners for food.
Later, as time went by, there was a cultural accumulation of this thing. By the time my grandfather was born, there were rules and sects. In history, the tombs were divided into the North and the South. The Tufuzi were divided according to their habits and should belong to the South. Mainly relying on earth exploration to find ancient tombs, using a probe cone before the Republic of China and a Luoyang shovel after the Republic of China, a nose can be used to determine the depth of the dynasty. Now many novels describe Luoyang shoveling without moving. In fact, the Northern School does not use Luoyang shovel. Yu's accurate judgment of the location and structure of the tomb is the so-called dragon-seeking cave.
The North-South faction is a big faction divided by literati and Mo Ke. Originally, it did not match up with the things on the rivers and lakes. Later, after many troubled times, there were many people who became monks halfway, and they gradually brought these things into this line. My grandfather did not give himself to himself before. After the definition, the following apprentices asked, only to realize that their approach may be attributed to the Southern School. The two schools have been arguing since the establishment. The Southern School says that the Northern School is not real, there are too many flowers, and the burial of a tomb is also involved. So many famous halls, go in and take things away, chanting, bureaucracy. The Southern School has few rules and never denies the dead. The Northern School blames the Southern School for soil dogs and spoils the cultural relics. None of the fallen battles are intact. Even the dead people are sold out, and the Southern School blames the Northern School for hypocrites. Obviously what a thief got himself. Later, when the two gangs stepped on the plate, they often got into a fight for a fight. There were even corpses in the west of Hunan. Finally, the two factions finally divided the Yangtze River. The northern faction was called the inverted fight, and the southern faction was called Tao. Sand or digging soil, Luoyang shovel was invented after it was divided, and the Northernists didn't even use it.
After liberation, the boundaries of the North and South factions were not so obvious. My grandfather said that he was a South faction, but there are also many North factions among their group of buddies, and their children are even more confused. These are not in detail.
My grandfather did n’t know the characters, he entered the literacy class after liberation. At that time, he would only go to the sand, learning a word almost tossed him to death, but also because of his culture, he could record some of his experiences in Changsha. The third son of Ziling is my grandfather. These things are recorded word by word in his old notebook. My grandmother is a cultural person, a girl show for everyone. I was attracted by his stories, and finally I Grandpa went to Hangzhou and settled here.
That note is regarded as my family's heirloom. My grandfather's nose was completely abolished after that incident. Later, he trained a dog to smell the soil, and people gave him the nickname: "dog king". This is the real thing. Changsha has been a tufu now, and the older generation knows this name.
As for how my grandfather survived later, what happened to my second uncle and grandpa and grandpa, my grandpa refused to tell me that in my memory, I have never seen a one-eyed one-armed second uncle It is estimated that it is really fierce, and as soon as this matter is mentioned, my grandfather sighed and said straight: "That is not a story that children can listen to." No matter how we ask or how we act coquettishly, he refuses to disclose half. word. Finally, as we age, we gradually lose our childhood curiosity.
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When it was closed in the evening, I received a text message, opened it, and it was sent by my third uncle.
Uncle San is the only person in my previous generation who is still engaged in such activities as tomb robbing. In the early years, I heard that Congliang had passed a period of time, but later he could n’t get along with his personality. The third uncle often preached that he made his debut earlier than anyone else. At the age of six, he went it alone. At the age of ten, he had already become a famous figure in the Eight Schools. He can be said to be a natural tomb thief.
However, the tomb thief has basically washed his hands now. According to several of his men, he occasionally went to the tomb to pick things up in the past few years. In the past few years, he has been free to concentrate on his hands. It seems that he is old It ’s too big to be unconvinced.
I opened his text message and thought he was going to ask me to eat. I didn't expect a sentence: "Nine o'clock corns and yellow sand."
This is a secret word on our line, which means that there is a new arrival, tell me to pick it. The relationship between Uncle San and Mengshan is very good. There are many apprentices. Perhaps some of them have another tomb. , Something has arrived in Hangzhou. I was thinking about whether or not to go, and then I received another one: "There is a dragon's back, come quickly."
Recently, I have tight hands and see that if I ca n’t buy good things, I might as well not look at it, but as soon as he says that he has a dragon's back, my eyes light up. This dragon's back means baby, and the uncle's eyes are surprisingly high, even he I think it is a good thing, I am afraid that it is really a rare treasure, this opportunity will be lost.
I made up my mind now, close the store door, drive my broken gold cup car and go straight to my third uncle. When he sells stolen goods there is a door to the market, and there may be nothing left after I go, my heart A little anxious, I stepped on the accelerator a few more times without realizing it. As a result, I was stopped by a traffic police comrade at the junction, and I had tossed for a long time. It was an hour after the car arrived downstairs. I just got off the car. Just listen to him saying, "Scary boy, tell you to hurry up. You have touched your mother for a long time, and now there is a fart!"
I was already cold in my heart. Hearing this, he knew that the things must have been sold, and he said with a cry: "No, three uncles, good things are left to me, and you are selling too fast."
"You know that it's a good thing, so you won't hurry up, but I'm the first to tell you!"
I groaned, and did n’t want to explain. At this time, a young man came out of his main entrance, carrying a long camphor box on his back. The outside was sturdy with a cloth bag and only one side of the lid was exposed. , I know this thing is called a sword box, and it is used for holding swords or swords. This thing is very valuable in a single box. If there is a sword in it, it is an astronomical number.
I guess that is the back of the dragon's back, referring to the thing on the young man's back. The third uncle nodded and made a helpless gesture.
At the moment, I feel excited and ready to go back the same way, and the third uncle told me to wait, saying that there are many people upstairs who pick things in his library and ask me to come up to help collect the money. I think I will be fine at night, Just go up and join in the fun.
After the matter was dealt with, I got half a cup of Wuliangye. While drinking with him, I told him that the old man with gold teeth ran to spy on him today. I said it as a joke, but I did n’t expect him to twitch after hearing it. Sound: "Golden teeth from Beijing shouted, this is really suicide on the bridge without jumping into the river-hit the bridge (Qiao) ah."
As soon as I heard it, I dared to feel that the third uncle still knew them, so I asked what was going on. The third uncle said that he had heard in recent years that there were a few arrogant gold thieves. Goods, it seems that a treasure trove was really opened in Shanxi recently, and it seems that they really poured out a lot of treasure for them.
I think that the silk book may have come out of the tomb in Shanxi, so I printed out the contents of the digital camera and showed him. Uncle San's face was empty, and he had entered a state. His face suddenly changed when he read the silk book.
"What's wrong?" I asked, "What's wrong with this thing?"
He frowned and said, "I told you kid to learn something more from me. You just don't listen. This thing is obvious to people who see it. This is a map."