70s rebirth daily

"Yuxi?" Cheng Hanfei stopped drinking tea and looked up at Song Fengchen.

Yuxi, specifically referring to the emperor's jade seal, is a common name for Yuxi, and the professional title should be Baoxi.

Baoxi began in the Qin Dynasty and was founded by Qin Shihuang. After the death of Qin, the Baoxi system was completely inherited by Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and was used until the Sui Dynasty.

According to the records of the Han Dynasty, the emperor had six seals: the emperor's seal, the emperor's seal, the emperor's letter seal, the emperor's line seal, the emperor's seal, and the emperor's letter seal.

The purposes of the six seals are different. For example, when appointing court officials, the "Emperor's Seal" is printed; when appointing Siyi officials, the "Emperor's Seal" is used...

Chuanguo Yuxi (Heshibi) is not included in these six seals, it only represents the orthodox status of the emperor.

In addition, the "Emperor God's Seal" is the seal of the town, which is hidden but not used.

The above eight seals and their uses formed the later so-called "Eight Seals of Qin and Han Dynasties".

In the Tang Dynasty, when Empress Wu Zetian proclaimed herself emperor, she ingeniously added a divine seal of "Emperor Tianjing Mingming Virtuous Prosperity", and the system of eight seals was changed to the system of nine seals.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, it was increased to twelve treasures, and in the Southern Song Dynasty, it was seventeen treasures.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang proclaimed himself emperor in Jiankang, named Daming, and changed his name to Yuan Hongwu.Following the Northern Expedition, Yuan Ting fled to Mobei, and the Jade Seal of Chuanguo was lost so far.

Since then, the Ming and Qing dynasties produced a large number of jade seals to reduce the importance of the imperial jade seals.

Among them, the jade seals of the Ming Dynasty are 24 treasures. After the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, in addition to the daily use of the 25 treasures of Jiaotai Hall, the "Shengjing Ten Treasures" were also enshrined. Apart from these national seals, the emperors of the Qing Dynasty almost loved to engrave them. private seal.

Especially Emperor Qianlong, it is said that he carved more than [-] square seals in his lifetime.

Therefore, the number of jade seals in the world is still very considerable. In addition, in this era, the country is still blank in museum construction. Most of the rare antiques are scattered among the people. Therefore, it is difficult to find a jade seal. Easier said than done.

Anyway, Cheng Hanfei runs a pawn shop, so he must have a lot of contacts, otherwise Song Fengchen would not have found him.

"Why did Mr. Song suddenly become interested in Yuxi?" Cheng Hanfei simply put down the teacup in his hand and asked.

Song Fengchen prevaricated: "You also know that my family likes to tinker with these antiques. Isn't it his birthday in two months? I want to prepare a surprise for him."

"That's it," Cheng Hanfei raised his eyebrows, "I wonder what kind of jade seal Mr. Song wants?"

Song Fengchen didn't care whether Cheng Hanfei believed it or not, and said directly: "The ones from the Qing Dynasty are best from the three dynasties of Kang, Yong, and Qian."

"How much?" Cheng Hanfei asked again.

"At least three, the national seal is the best." Song Fengchen thought for a while, and then said: "The more the better."

Anyway, if there are too many of these things, it won't bother you.

Hearing this, thinking of Song Fengchen's identity again, Cheng Hanfei had a plan in his heart, although he didn't know what purpose Song Fengchen wanted this jade seal for.But he is also a man of knowledge. Judging from Song Fengchen's attitude, it is obvious that he does not want people to know his intentions, so he suppressed his in-depth research.

Cheng Hanfei nodded: "Okay, I'll look for it."

"Then trouble Mr. Cheng." Song Fengchen didn't ask him for help in vain, and said, "It just so happens that the honeysuckle planted by my family bloomed a while ago and got some buds. I will send some to Mr. Cheng another day." Try it."

It's not that Song Fengchen is generous, who made that honeysuckle flower one of the few things he can get his hands on.In addition, he sincerely wants to make Han Fei a friend, after all, many friends have many paths.

"Okay." Cheng Hanfei agreed wholeheartedly, he thought, what leaked from Song Fengchen's hands would definitely not be ordinary.

Back home, Song Fengchen accompanied Xu Shujian to Beimen Street, the New Year's Eve is approaching, it's time to prepare the New Year's goods.

There were people coming and going on the street, crowded in a circle, and Song Fengchen's feet were full of things.

"Apples, oranges, winter jujubes, pears," Xu Shujian checked the items on the ground one by one according to the list: "Pork, carp, beef, lamb chops, cabbage, um... Where's the radish?"

Song Fengchen looked around, kicked a sack next to his feet: "Here!"

"Cakes, pine nuts, flat hazelnuts, fruit candies..." Xu Shujian put away the pen and paper, and said, "I have cigarettes and alcohol at home, but I don't have much rice, noodles and charcoal. Come back tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Fengchen replied.

By the time the two of them put away all the things they bought, the kitchen and bedroom were already packed to the brim.

Because Song Fengchen was delayed in Hong Kong for a period of time, the original plan to move into a new home before the New Year's Eve was also disrupted.

Song Fengchen calculated the date, and simply moved back the time of moving by half a month, and set it for the Lantern Festival.

Therefore, the two of them could only spend this New Year's Eve in the hut.

In the blink of an eye, on the 29th day, when Song Fengchen was sitting on a small bench, holding a toothpick to skewer beef, Zhao Chengyu came to the door, followed by a thin, middle-aged man with large bags in his hand. young man.

"Old man, why are you here?" Song Fengchen immediately stood up, looked at his hands covered with spices, and said, "I'll go wash my hands first."

When he came out of the bathroom, Zhao Chengyu just put down the water glass in his hand, and he went straight to the point: "Everyone says that you can go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do. I came to Song Xiaoge at this time to ask you for a favor."

Song Fengchen sat opposite him: "Say it!"

Zhao Chengyu raised his finger and pointed at the middle-aged man: "This is my nephew, surnamed Zhang, Zhang Youde."

Song Fengchen then looked at Zhang Youde, nodded slightly as a courtesy: "Mr. Zhang."

The middle-aged man laughed, "Brother Song."

I only heard Zhao Chengyu continue to say: "Something happened to his only son recently. I also asked a so-called master to see him before, but not only failed to cure his son, but aggravated his son's condition. I don't know Where did he get the news about you and find me here... I have no choice but to be cheeky and beg to come to the door. "

"That's it," Song Fengchen couldn't help but give Zhao Cheng some face, he said, "That's fine, I'll go with this Mr. Zhang."

In addition, Zhang Youde gave him a good sense, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big ears, which shows that this person is stable, upright, and has a sense of responsibility.

Zhang Youde lived on Nanmen Street, and the courtyard house with three entrances showed Zhang Youde's extraordinary background.

The ancestors of the Zhang family had a famous scholarly family, but this kind of family background was like a sharp sword hanging over the head at the beginning of the establishment of Huaguo.

Fortunately, Zhang Youde's sister-in-law who became a widow at a young age married widower Zhao Chengyu as his successor. With Zhao Chengyu's relationship, Zhang's family escaped the purge of the 50s smoothly.

Unexpectedly, in 76, because of Xigong, Zhao Chengyu was knocked down, and Zhang's family also suffered.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng couldn't wait to vindicate the Zhang family after his comeback.

This courtyard was returned to his family by the superior a few days ago.

Song Fengchen met Zhang Xueheng, Zhang Youde's only son, in the West Wing Room.

He was skinny, but his complexion was ruddy.

Zhang Youde made a bitter face: "You might not believe me, Brother Song, but Xueheng hasn't eaten for a whole week."

"Is it lack of appetite or not feeling hungry?" Song Fengchen looked Zhang Xueheng up and down.

"I feel hungry, but I vomit when I eat it." Recalling the feeling, Zhang Xueheng turned pale like a conditioned reflex.

Hearing this, Song Fengchen vaguely had a guess in his heart, and he said, "Take off your clothes."

As his own life was at stake, Zhang Xueheng didn't dare to be sloppy, and obediently took off all his clothes. The moment his skin touched the cold air, he shivered subconsciously.Seeing Zhang Youde, he quickly lit two pots of charcoal fire and came in.

Song Fengchen stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Xueheng's back for a long time. Just when Zhang's family was about to get impatient, he pressed his thumb hard on a certain spot on the spine, and his hand was soft.

really!

Song Fengchen frowned slightly.

Zhang Youde was impatient: "Brother Song, what happened?"

Song Fengchen withdrew his hand, and said in a slightly hostile tone, "Mr. Zhang, does Miao Jiang love Gu know?"