Editing history: the opening inventory of the top ten emperors

Wu Chuman cut out a cry.

"Suisui, Nuo, this is the thing, how about it, is it more exquisite than any antique you have seen?"

Wu Chuman spoke more casually.

Because in her cognition, even if it is an antique, there is no too important meaning behind the antique.

It's just a question of price.

This is normal. When many people see something, their first thought is its monetary value.

But the existence of a thing is definitely not only of monetary value.

For example, the statue of Qin Ji.

Now Qin Ji doesn't even want to admit it, that statue looks like himself, it's too nonsense.

And when Li Qingsui's eyes looked over.

At that moment, the moment he saw the statue, Li Qingsui was immediately infatuated.

This thing may be the same as when an artist sees Picasso and paints in front of him.

Picasso was an abstract artist, and ordinary people can't understand it, but it doesn't mean that those who are engaged in art can't understand it either.

Of course, if you think he is not good, you can replace it with Van Gogh, and Gauguin is the same.

Because this all represents one thing, that is, you have discovered his true value.

Everything about that Buddha statue.

When it appeared in front of Li Qingsui, to Li Qingsui, it was almost equivalent to a god, appearing in front of her in reality.

Looking at the statue of Qin Ji, she didn't even know how to speak.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly.

But then she restrained her finger, because she knew one thing.

To treat such a thing, if you just touch it with your hands, it is a kind of blasphemy.

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable, how can you put it here like this? How can you put it here?"

Qin Ji was eating hot pot, and just scooped up a piece of beef.

Still blowing.

He heard Li Qingsui's incomparably angry opening.

Qin Ji rolled his eyes directly.

Well, one came at the beginning and instructed me to raise a golden eagle, and now another one came and instructed me where to put my portrait.

"Yes, yes, can you stop talking? I will definitely add a dustproof cabinet next time."

Qin Ji spoke absent-mindedly.

This thing just wants to corrode, and it is impossible for a while.

Even if it is ten or twenty years, it will still look like this, and it will not change.

So Qin Ji looks like, of course it doesn't matter.

But Li Qingsui is different, she is an archaeologist, and this kind of thing comes into contact with the air, causing the air to corrode continuously.

Simply. Simply reckless!

This thing should be kept carefully.

Then it will be exhibited every few decades, so that the world can see his beauty and everything he represents!

"Can I touch it?"

Li Qingsui asked for a general opening.

"Okay, just don't hit the ground."

The gem setting is still quite stable.

Li Qingsui looked at the portrait of Qin Ji in front of him with a look of looking at his favorite lover.

The hand brushed it up gently, with a kind of reluctance.

The tenderness in the eyes can completely melt a person completely.

Unfortunately, the object was a Qin Ji statue.

She touched every part of Qin Ji's statue, even the Taoist robe made of precious stones.

The little dents and bulges on it were all carefully felt by her.

She felt as if she had traveled through history.

Communicate with the craftsman who built this Buddha statue in detail.

All this made her so addicted.

She could even feel how much time those craftsmen spent in creating this statue.

How much effort was spent.

Even she couldn't help leaning the statue on his shoulder, rubbing it gently with her cheek.

"Hey, hey, take a look and feel it, it's almost the same, no, are you a pervert?"

Qin Ji couldn't stand it anymore.

This is about to become what it looks like.The main reason is that this thing is actually Qin Ji himself.

This is somewhat embarrassing.

Li Qingsui seemed to have woken up, his face was a little blushing.

"you you."

"What me? Forget it, don't look at it, just eat, there are so many delicious things, I'll finish them later."

Wu Chuman rolled his eyes.

"Go, go, fuck you, just eat those things yourself, Sui Sui, it's okay, if you're hungry, I can take you out to eat at night, if you want to see it now, just have a look Bar."

Li Qingsui reluctantly put down the statue of Qin Ji.

"I never imagined that I would still have the opportunity to communicate with something like this. I am really lucky in life."

"Manman, it's okay, let's go eat."

"You, have you finished watching?"

"I can't finish watching it, I can't put it down." Li Qingsui said so, but Qin Ji was a little unhappy, so she naturally didn't continue to pester her.

Instead, he sat opposite Qin Ji.

"Do you know what the origin of that Buddha statue is?"

Qin Ji glanced at Li Qingsui.

"The thing from the Jiajing period, after all, is an emperor cultivating immortals, but this thing is not a Buddha statue, right?"

"It's just a general term. It seems that you also know that this thing is definitely a rare treasure, and it should be well preserved."

"Yeah. I know."

Qin Ji spoke like this.

"If you have nothing else to say, eat, and if you want to continue watching, I'm fine."

Li Qingsui glanced at the Buddha statue.

"It's definitely a rare treasure. It's something from the palace. I didn't expect it to be in your hands."

"I"

Li Qingsui wanted to speak.

"No, don't ask, I won't allow this thing to appear in front of other people. This thing is actually not a Buddha statue, but an immortal enshrined."

Qin Ji spoke casually.

"Fairy!?"

Li Qingsui suddenly thought of something.

"Has this immortal appeared since Zhu Di's time? Do you know about this?"

Qin Ji is still eating.

Suddenly I heard him speak like this.

Almost choked on myself.

At the time of Ming Chengzu, were there any immortals,

Don't think about it, there must be no immortals.

But this is in the current history, for Ming Chengzu, that is, Zhu Di when editing.

Are there any fairies?

Of course there are, but who are the immortals?

It must be Qin Ji!
This person suddenly asked, could it be that there was something left behind when Ming Chengzu was born?

Qin Ji thought about it, what the hell?

Shouldn't it really have something to do with yourself?

He shook his head hurriedly.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't understand, I really don't know about that period of history."

"Oh." Li Qingsui nodded.

But Wu Chuman couldn't help leaning over.

"You don't know, so why are you so eager to refute? What are you doing?"