The scroll format used for mounting calligraphy and paintings during the Tang Dynasty was also called horizontal scroll at that time. The framer is skilled in craftsmanship and expensive, and the scroll material used is also good.
But no matter what material the scrolls are made of, their common feature is that the cross-sectional diameter is small, the shape is slender, and they are slender and delicate.
The scroll in front of me is very thick, more than twice the size of common scrolls. Moreover, the wood used for the scroll is not a precious wood species. After 1,400 years of time, the surface has been damaged by insects.
He held the scroll and weighed it. The weight was a little off. The better the wood, the higher the density and the heavier the weight.
And this scroll is only made of ordinary wood, so it shouldn't be that heavy.
Could it be that there is a secret in the scroll?
There were many people in the hall, and it was not convenient for Li Mo to disassemble the scroll in front of them.
"Master, Master, Dad, let me go back to the room."
"Yanzi, take your junior uncle over there." Chen Gaoyou ordered.
Chen Xiaoyan nodded repeatedly, and Li Mo took the painting and walked out of the old house slowly. When people outside Langjiagou saw him coming out, they subconsciously took a few steps back.
Li Mowang didn't even look at them.
"Uncle Master, my elder brother said your Bajiquan is very powerful. How many of these people can you beat?"
"You also practice Bajiquan?"
"I didn't practice Baji, but learned a set of stick techniques from a grandmother in the village, which evolved from the Wulang Baji stick."
"This is the real hometown of martial arts."
"Uncle Junior, you haven't answered my question yet."
Li Mo smiled and said: "To deal with these scoundrels who bully the weak and fear the strong, you only need to catch one and torture him to death, and the others won't be a concern."
The room where Li Mo lived was originally occupied by Chen Xiaojun. It was packed out a few days ago for Li Mo to stay in for a few days when he came over.
"Uncle Junior, I live in the east room and you are in the west room. Let me make you a cup of tea first."
"Yanzi, close the door, turn on the light, and find me a razor blade, or a fruit knife or something."
Li Mo cleaned everything on the table in the living room, then found a dry cloth and wiped it carefully again and again, leaving no water stains.
Spreading out the damaged ancient paintings, he looked at the scroll carefully and made wooden caps at both ends, which fit tightly. If he pulled it out violently, he might accidentally completely destroy it. After all, it was very infested with insects.
Li Mo's eyes covered the scroll with strange eyes, and it also showed red light, which was the craftsmanship of the Tang Dynasty craftsmen.
When his sight penetrated the scroll, he saw that there was indeed another world inside, and there was wood within the wood. The wood in his belly also emitted a red luster, but there were circles of light spreading out.
"Uncle Junior, I found a fruit knife."
Chen Xiaoyan put the knife on the table and turned around to make tea again.
Li Mo did not continue to explore. The piece of wood hidden inside should be a work of art, otherwise there would not be so many artistic auras surrounding it.
Knock the cap open first, and it will be clear what is going on inside.
Li Mo used the blade of a fruit knife to slowly loosen the cap along the gap. This was a delicate job, and there was no point in rushing.
"Little uncle, what are you doing?"
Chen Xiaoyan brought a cup of green tea and put it next to her.
"Swallow, put the water cup on the bench first. Be careful that the water spills and wets the ancient paintings."
"Oh, then I'll put it on the stool over here. Junior uncle, if you're thirsty, drink some. I'll go to the old house to help first. Call me if you need anything." Gu Yun
"good."
Li Mo fiddled with it for more than ten minutes, and finally opened a cap. He tilted and shook it a few times, and a wooden stick about sixty centimeters long and as thick as an adult's arm slid out. The surface of the wood was engraved with golden paintings and golden characters. .
What's this?
Li Mo smelled it carefully first, and there was a faint aroma. The surface of the stick was purple-black, with less obvious patterns, and had an oily luster. It turned out to be the finest small-leaf red sandalwood among the woods.
The surface of the rosewood is also carved with patterns of mountains, water and auspicious clouds. The mountains are high and steep, with distinct levels of distance and height. Water comes out of the mountains and has no beginning or end. Auspicious clouds circle the top, lively and lively.
The whole picture also uses gold tracing technology. The purple and black background color and gold tracing give people a dazzling first impression, and it exudes nobility and elegance everywhere.
There are two columns of characters under the rosewood. They are standard block letters, horizontally and vertically, square, and sharp-edged. They are also painted with gold. One column reads "The Picture of the Emperor Inside" and the other column reads "Lang Yuling". Night pen'.
Li Mo felt his blood boiling at this moment and stood up.
There were only those ten words left in his eyes: The emperor's picture is hidden inside, and Lang Yu ordered the night pen.
There is no doubt that this is a red sandalwood gold landscape painting by Lang Yuling of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Mo picked up the rosewood and looked at the light from the top. Sure enough, he found that there was a cap, but it was difficult to find the seam after the two joints were polished.
Now he didn't dare to use a fruit knife to separate the red sandalwood cap. If he was not careful, it would leave scars on the surface of the red sandalwood, and even damage the golden landscape painting on the surface. He needed more sophisticated tools.
The strange eyes looked again, and their eyes suddenly penetrated the rosewood, and a bright red world appeared in front of them. The red halo spread infinitely, as if blending with the earth and the sky.
There is a picture of the emperor inside, and these five words have been floating in Li Mo's mind.
A long time, a long time.
Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his eyes, and he came back to consciousness from the red world. His eyes were bloodshot, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead and the tip of his nose.
"what happened?"
Li Mo felt like he was exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was the first time this happened.
Regardless of whether the so-called emperor's picture was hidden inside, he was sure that the items inside were definitely rare treasures, rivaling the status of the Ming Hongwu three-clawed dark dragon and celadon-glazed amphora.
Li Mo carefully put the red sandalwood landscape painting with gold back into the moth-eaten scroll and sealed the lid. He carefully and slowly rolled up the severely damaged Lang Yuling's painting. I originally thought this painting was worthless, but now things have changed drastically, and this broken painting must be well preserved.
No one would have thought that although this ancient painting was worthless, there were two treasures hidden in this moth-eaten scroll.
One is a red sandalwood gold landscape painting by Lang Yuling of the Tang Dynasty.
The other thing is the imperial picture that Lang Yuling mentioned.
He hasn't figured out what the Emperor Picture is yet, but judging from the identification of the strange pupils, the artistic value of the treasure hidden inside is unimaginably high.
His eyes were hurting more and more, and he felt as if he had a serious illness, feeling weak and drowsy. Li Mo stumbled to the room without taking off his clothes, and fell asleep holding the ancient painting.
At about six o'clock in the evening, Chen Xiaoyan opened the door and walked in. Li Mo was not in the house. She walked to the west room and took a look. Her junior uncle was lying on the bed sleeping.
"Uncle Junior, get up quickly, Grandpa has asked you to go have dinner."
Li Mo didn't respond.
Chen Xiaoyan shook her head and walked to the bed and pushed him. The light was dim and she didn't notice anything unusual about him. But after several pushes, Li Mo still didn't wake up.
She turned on the bedside light and looked at Li Mo. She saw his face was red and she stretched out her head to touch his forehead.
"Uncle Junior has a high fever."
Chen Xiaoyan was so frightened that she rushed out of the house and called for help.
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