Chapter 51 Reappearance of Ancient Books Part 1

Hearing Su Xiyao's delicate call, He Ran couldn't help looking at the gift list. There are not many things that can make Su Xiyao's heart moved.

"I'm so happy to see something."

Su Xiyao pointed to the gift list and said excitedly, "Flying Pavilion has five boxes of books. I really don't know how they got it. If it's authentic, it's priceless."

He Ran was out of interest and said, "How valuable can five boxes and five boxes be? Er... Is the Feilai Pavilion famous for its collection?"

Su Xiyao was in a good mood and didn't care about to despise him. She explained excitedly, "Of course, there is no famous. There is nothing that scholars don't know. Everyone who can enter the eyes of Yan Yun is a treasure. Although his character is not high, his calligraphy and painting achievements are unconvinced. If he is not dragged down by his conduct, the theory of talent alone is enough to be called heaven. The first talent, there are quite a lot of descendants who hold this view.

He Ran casually asked, "What's wrong with him? He's worse than me."

Su Xiyao smiled and said, "Compared with you, what he did is really nothing." After saying that, she called Xiaozhu and ordered, "Go to the front and tell me that if the gift of the Marquis is sent, bring the five boxes of books that fly to the pavilion here first."

Xiao Zhu promised to go,

Yan Yun aroused He Ran's interest and asked, "What's his bad character?"

Su Xiyao smiled and said, "Stealing."

He Ran said, "It must be calligraphy and painting that stole it."

Su Xiyao nodded and said, "Well, he is the first elegant thief in the world. Because of his high attainment and superior martial arts, everything he steals are all treasures. Not to mention the ordinary prince's palace, even the emperor's palace wants to come and leave. If it's just like this, the most disgusting thing is that he also steals and digs tombs. From the imperial mausoleum to the people's graves, as long as he hears that there are rare calligraphy and paintings to be buried with him, he will not let it go.

"Look at your look, you seem to admire his behavior." He Ran rolled his eyes and looked at Su Xiyao with a smile,

"It's not praise. Although he has, he has saved many precious books from destroying the ground. At that time, there was no stereotyped printing, but they are all authentic works. This is also meritorious. It's just that his whereabouts are ethereal, and no one knows where the flying pavilion of the collection of books is. The world only learns from his friends. At that time, everyone's calligraphy and painting is a pear mouth. Liluo knew the names of some books. Li Yu said frankly that what he saw was only a drop in the cow. The collection of books in the Feilai Pavilion was no less than 10,000 volumes, but the books he mentioned alone were enough to make readers all over the world envy. After Yan Yun's death, in the past 100 years, although people repeatedly claimed to have found the Feilai Pavilion, they were all swindled. Later, some people said that Yan Yun burned the Feilai Pavilion with a fire before his death. Some people speculated that the Feilai Pavilion was originally an underground tomb built by Yan Yun for himself. It was confusing to name it 'The Pavilion'. After his death, the books were buried with him. All kinds of statements are different.

He Ran saw that she was too excited and was afraid that she would be disappointed for a while, so he poured cold water and said, "These books may also be fake. Don't expect too much."

Su Xiyao nodded and said, "I know, but it is said that Yan Yun is from Dongchuan, and there is no one around Ziyuhou. Since he dares to write this on the gift list, even if it is not genuine, it should be a rare ancient book that is difficult to distinguish between true and false."

"It's good if you're ready. If he really finds the Feilai Pavilion, I'll take you to see enough later, or give him another 500 miles of land and ask him to send all the books to Zangxian Valley."

Su Xiyao's eyes flashed with excitement, and then waved her hand and said, "If it's true, it's better to move these precious books less. They are all old things. It's a great sin to damage them because of me. Let's go there to have a look."

"I can't finish reading thousands of books all my life. This won't work. You won't have time to talk to me at that time."

Su Xiyao glanced at him and said, "I won't let people copy it. It's enough to go to see the authentic work for a month or two every year."

"That doesn't work either. There will be a delay of a month or two on the route. If you don't stay with me, I can't rest assured. Stay with me. Half a year has been wasted here."

Su Xiyao curled her lips and said, "There are already a lot of fairies who need you to accompany me. I'm just going to read books to make some time for you."

He Ran hugged her with a hippie smile and said, "Withless you, I don't have the heart to accompany others. I will send someone to Li Ping in a while and tell him that if I really find the Feilai Pavilion, I'll just burn it with a fire, so as not to hook my beloved wife."

Although she knew that he was talking and laughing, Su Xiyao was still shocked. Her husband could do everything. She hurriedly raised her eyebrows and warned, "If you dare to do such a thing, I will never forgive you. This is ridiculous. If you really destroy the Feilai Pavilion, you will be scolded by all the scholars all over the world."

He Ran looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water and said, "Now it's not just a scholar who scold me. I don't care. Killing 20,000 soldiers has made it difficult for me to be famous. Let them scold me."

Su Xiyao was really afraid of him. She changed her tone and pleaded, "You can't take the joke seriously. Don't do it. Well, even if you really find the Feilai Pavilion, I won't go to see it. Let someone copy it. It's okay for me to accompany you every day."

He Ran smiled roguely and said, "That's about the same. Let me kiss you first."

Su Xiyao stepped on his feet with her slender feet, but when the cherry lips were kissed, she still responded lingeringly and hooked his neck with her arms,

The five boxes of books were sent soon. Su Xiyao opened the first mahogany box with excitement. Inside were brocade boxes of different sizes, and the brocade boxes were filled with good silk. Obviously, the gift giver knew the preciousness of these books.

Su Xiyao took out a long brocade box on it. Seeing the words "Xuan Tianjiu Wen" neatly written on it, her fingers immediately trembled slightly. After carefully opening the box, she was surprised and said, "Look, this silk texture and ink color."

Although He Ran doesn't know the appreciation of ancient books, he can also see that the yellow silk inside has been around for some years. From the rough texture, he can also see some clues. Strictly speaking, this is not a silk book, because it has not been bound into a book. It should be that there was no habit of binding at that time.

"What did you write?" He Ran tilted his head and looked at the simple handwriting,

"Hezi's famous article, I read it for you." Su Xiyao looked at him discontentedly,

"Oh, it's that book." He Ran casually said that only he knew whether he really knew it or not, but He Zi still knew it. Like Confucius, Laozi, Mozi, Han Feizi and others in China, this Hezi was a great thinker who started a sect here. He advocated the nature of Taoism. Hundreds of years ago, the dynasty was small, and the heroes rose together. Here, as in the pre-Qin period of China, there is a situation of a hundred schools of thought. All kinds of thought are surging, and superstars reflect each other. In fact, it is still at this stage. The unchanging freedom of speech and the style of innocence of speech are the guarantee and foundation of thinking. He Ran likes such an era very much, but there are too many streams. Pai made him remember unspeakably, and even had the trouble of confusing the two generations of famous people. Because the previous memory was so deep that it was impossible to forget it, so whenever he talked about these ancient sages with others, he opened his mouth cautiously, lest he would intentionally say it away,