i really don't want this system

Chapter 49 Reading the Authentic Works
"Mr. Ye, this old man made a mistake." An old man bowed to Ye Mosheng.

"I can't bear it, I can't bear it" Where did this come from, Ye Mosheng hurriedly jumped away, and after a little scrutiny, it turned out that it was an old man who was somewhat hostile to him when he first came in, but it was so embarrassing, this old man was so strange, I really didn't know him.

"Old sir, what are you doing? What are you doing wrong?"

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your forgiveness for not mentioning the old man's fault."

I said, I really don’t know who you are, I really don’t know what you’re doing wrong, you are so polite when you first come out, it’s impossible for me not to be unimpressed if I know you.

"If Mr. Ye doesn't mind, I invite Mr. Ye to participate in our research project." Li Si said respectfully.

"May I ask what the curator's subject is?" Ye Mosheng looked puzzled, why did a group of old scholars drag me, a young man?Tang covets my handsomeness?
"Research on the subject of Dasang Wangpo and Cangyang Gyatso."

"I don't mind." Ye Mosheng waved his hand quickly.This is a project that is conducive to system tasks. It would be better if you can participate in it yourself.

Immediately, someone guided Ye Mosheng to sit at the head.

"Previously, questions raised by Mr. Ye about the authenticity of Dasang Wangpo, whether Cangyang Gyatso was a sinner in history, and whether Cangyang Gyatso and Dasang Wangpo were the same person aroused strong public response."

"In the face of doubts with no definite factual basis for refutation, in a pragmatic attitude, we need to conduct further research on Dasang Wangpo and Cangyang Gyatso. In front of you are the historical classics, records, and contributions related to these two people. , and even handwritten manuscripts.”

"The two recent hot posts on the Internet can be used as a reference direction."

"The first one: the comparison of the handwriting. We have several times the handwritten materials here, which can verify its correctness. This will be handed over to Master Liu, the handwriting authenticator."

"Responsibility," the middle-aged man in a black suit with navy blue vertical and white stripes whispered.

"Second: Internet matching experts are not perfect. As for the matching of back figures. We leave it to everyone in Shu. We have six black and white photos of Cangyang Gyatso in our hands (for the needs of the plot, please understand, the camera It was introduced to China after more than 100 years.), seven realistic paintings by Wu Qingbo, the master of painting. Dasang Wangbo only has one profile painting and two back views, both of which are by women. According to classic records, they are the paintings of Tibetan painting master Yi Syram."

"The matching of this second portrait is handed over to Master Shu."

"best effort"

"The third one is about sorting out historical books and documents to see if we can find any clues. I'll leave it to Master Wen."

"Thank you, owner, for your trust."

This person was the old man who apologized to Ye Mosheng.

...

As expected of Li Si being the owner of the museum, all tasks were arranged in an orderly manner.

Master Liu and Mr. Shu, accompanied by a waiter, entered the appraisal room with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows behind them.

"Mr. Ye, the meticulousness, observation, imagination, and reasoning ability are all extraordinary. You can browse through it at will, and talk about any inspiration you find." Li Si turned around and said politely.

Although he became the chief, Ye Mosheng knew that he was a college student with no qualifications, so he only planned to be a spectator, but he didn't expect that the owner of the museum would give him such a big convenience.

Ye Mosheng was full of interest in the classics in front of him, and remembered the system prompt: "1. Handwriting 2. Love poems"

The handwriting can be used as a reference, but it cannot be absolute. No matter the analysis on the Internet, or Master Liu just now, there will be similar results.

Although the love poem "Love Lang" is reasonable and cannot be refuted, it cannot be proved, which shows that the role of love poems is not only that, just take a look at these love poems.

The three of Ye Mosheng put on the white gloves provided by the waiter.

By the way, I mentioned that I need to read Dasang Wangpo's love poems.

Shortly after the waiter left, he fetched three oil-sealed paper boxes, opened the paper box, and there were many pages in it, and the waiter took out one of the pages and placed it in front of Ye Mosheng's desk.

Impatient, Ye Mosheng carefully picked it up and took a look.

There is a sentence MMP I don’t know if I should say it, it’s all in handwritten Tibetan, how can I read it, looking at the tadpole script in front of me, Ye Mosheng has to admire the handwriting appraisers, they are called careful observation.

looked up at the others,

I happened to see Master Liu, the master of handwriting appraisal, through the window.

I saw Master Liu took out an instrument, like a scanner, which generated a picture every time a page was scanned.

Handwriting identification is a delicate task. People's writing habits are specific and stable, and are reflected in handwriting.The appraiser is to pass the inspection of the handwriting to determine whether the handwriting in the document was written by several people and whether it was written by someone, and use the handwriting to identify the person and verify the authenticity of the document.

The sample that Master Liu is taking now belongs to Cangyang Gyatso. During his lifetime, Cangyang Gyatso left a lot of handwriting, all of which have certain cultural significance.

The same is true for Master Shu.

At the table, several historians carefully studied the classics.

Serious and sincere.

Ye Mo looked boredly at Bai Zizai, Leng Yue and the others, they finally found a sense of balance, it turns out that neither of you can understand Tibetan.

Just when Ye Mo was bored.

The waiter brought the Chinese version.

Thank God, I liked Cangyang Gyatso's poems in my previous life, mainly those few famous ones. I really don't know which ones they are.

Ye Ning'er has not had time to read the poetry collection that Ye Ning'er gave her, so it is rare to have time now.

This should be the later Sinicized collector's edition, and it is also a bit old.It is also a precious classic.

Ye Ning'er and Mo Yiyi both came closer. Their different body fragrances exuded the elegance and charm of girls.

The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, couldn't stand it anymore. Ye Mosheng silently recited the Qingxin Mantra in his heart:
"nā mó sà duō nán, sān miǎo sān pú tuó,

jù zhī nán, dá zhí tuō,

ǎn, zhé lì zhǔ lì, zhǔn tí suō pó hē.”

Shh, I finally settled down.

Opening the pages of the book, the fragrance of ink hits your nostrils.

many years
You've been hiding in my wounds

I let go of the world
but never let you go

my life

let you say goodbye
The good sentence "I have let go of the world, but I have never let go of you" expresses the hearts of many infatuated people.

There are many shadows and illusions in my heart, and it turns into a peerless beauty.

Just like the moon on Dongshan Mountain, gently stepping out of the highest peak.

Longing is a holy thing, while love often takes away the element of intimacy and possession.

With the attitude of looking up and the affectionate strokes, the brightness and tenderness of the moon are described.The heart is like a beautiful woman, so the song is like a beautiful woman

Let people see the rising moon, like a pure woman with warmth and affection, people yearn for and miss, rather than blasphemy.

At dusk in the solemn Potala, the bright moon in the sky is accompanied by the loneliness of Cangyang Gyatso.What is holy and tender is his heart, which is grateful for the guidance or warmth that appears in his life.

Ye Mosheng turned his head and looked at Mo Yiyi, their eyes happened to be facing each other. What a pair of eyes they were, as tender as water.

Even for her, I have to live well.

Just turn around again,

Ye Ning'er, what's your expression? You're the president, is it really okay to stare at flowers and grass without moral integrity?

Although they are best friends, aren't you afraid that my family's Yiyi will be jealous?

Alas, such a damn talent.

(End of this chapter)