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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.  Husband, the husband who is not the husband, the face is the second voice, the sound is the same blessing.  He was a famous swordsmith from the State of Zhao during the Warring States Period.

    Historical records record that Crown Prince Dan of Yan sent Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin, seeking a dagger from the world. He obtained a dagger from Mrs. Xu of Zhao, and took a hundred golds from it. He then used the workman to temper it with medicine to test people. The blood was soaked in it, and everyone was killed.

    In other words, the dagger made by Mrs. Xu was very sharp. After the Prince's Pill was obtained, 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. It seemed that he had no 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 quickly 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 is very troublesome to deal with it."

    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 an ancient atmosphere.

    After looking at it for a moment, Wang Guan felt that the dagger was just as he imagined, without the sharp luster, and the color of the blade was somewhat dull.  This is a matter of course. After all, this is an assassin's dagger, so the light must be very restrained.  If it is made to sparkle, it is 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 the tip of the blade, and 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.

    Based on Wang Guan¡¯s understanding of cold weapons.  Naturally, I understand that there are tiny gaps in the texture of the sesame balls, and the poison can be quenched in them, and after stabbing them through with a knife.  The outline is similar to a cross, but it opens the wound to the maximum extent, making it difficult for the wound to heal.  In this case, whoever is stabbed will definitely be killed in one blow.

    "What a dangerous thing."

    Want to understand the modeling principle of the dagger.  Wang Guan couldn't help but sigh slightly.  No wonder ancient literati often lamented that soldiers are unlucky weapons, not the weapons of a gentleman, and should be used as a last resort.

    Perhaps it is based on this that assassins were highly regarded before the Qin and Han Dynasties.  gradually came under pressure.  The treatment was not as good as the previous generation. After the Song Dynasty, it basically became a despised profession.

    "It's really dangerous."

    at this time.  Yu Feibai also agreed very much: "You may not look at something inconspicuous, but you are really stabbed. 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 just stab him with a knife."  Well, why bother with so much nonsense. So much so that the success fell short and even the employer (Yan Taizi Dan) was implicated."

    After the assassination, Qin Shihuang was furious. In order to appease his anger, Yan State directly sacrificed Prince Dan's head.  However, even so, 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 more than a little behind.  But strangely, Jing Ke is the most famous.

    The reason is that it was because of Qin Shihuang.  On the other hand, it is not that Jing Ke is powerful, but that Qin Shihuang is famous enough, and anything related to him is enough to be passed down through the ages and people can talk about it.

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

    The so-called lack of human support, after appreciating these magical weapons, Yu Feibai asked again, with great anticipation in his eyes.  And he also believed that what he would watch later would definitely live up to his expectations.

    ¡°There¡¯s no rush, it¡¯s just a few steps away, and it¡¯ll be 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 previous room, the layout of this space seems more advanced.  After walking in, Wang Guan immediately noticed that the floor and four walls of this space were paved with special materials, and they were also installed on the top of the space.Installed some devices.

    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 of 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 special. They are not simply hung on the wall, but stored in a transparent glass cover.  In addition, after careful inspection, Wang Guan also found that there seemed to be some inexplicable liquid in the transparent glass cover.

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

    "What kind of painting is this?"

    Yu Feibai also understood this and hurriedly went 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 came to your mouth?"

    "What?"

    When Yu Feibai heard this, he was stunned.  Wang Guan next to him was in the same situation, his shock was palpable.

    Regarding Wu Daozi, there is no need to say more. The title of Painting Sage alone is enough to explain everything.  In addition, the Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River Landscape is not an ordinary work, but a famous painting that has left a strong mark on history.

    It is said that during the Tianbao period, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty suddenly remembered that the Jialing River in central Sichuan was full of interesting mountains and clear waters, 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 on the river and looked far into the distance. He passed by the beautiful mountains and rivers scene by scene. His experience and feelings at that time were deeply engraved in his heart and he did not draw a sketch.

    When Wu Daozi returned to Chang'an after touring the mountains and rivers of the Jialing River, and Xuanzong asked him about his painting, Wu Daozi splashed ink on the spot and sketched it on the palace wall.  It only took one day to bring to life the beautiful scenery of the Jialing River for three hundred miles. Every mountain, every river, every hill and every ravine is so fascinating that it makes people marvel at it.

    "How can it be."

    However, Yu Feibai was very doubtful: "Isn't the Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River landscape painted on the palace wall? During the Anshi Rebellion, the mural 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 Rebellion, 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?"

    We must also admit that what Yu Feibai said makes sense.  This is the only bad thing about murals. If there is any natural disaster, they will be easily destroyed.  Therefore, very few ancient murals can be handed down.  Even if there are, they are kept in 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 single 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?"

    "Surprise the sky and change the day!" 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 mural was destroyed, someone secretly made a rubbing.¡±

    While speaking, Mr. Hou was also a little happy and helpless: "However, after all, it is only 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 a few more twists and turns, 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 it is said to be anonymous is that the murals are rarely signed.  But judging from the style of painting, it should beIt is also a masterpiece by a famous artist at that time. Its ingenious composition and exquisite 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 taking one look, he was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a big luminous pearl!"

    "Wrong, it's not the Night Pearl."

    However, Mr. Hou retorted, and then said with a smile: "But the pearl is indeed one of the more famous orbs in history!"
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