Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

2Yang Bo walked in front while the curator followed closely behind him. Behind them was a librarian dressed in a black dress who was introducing the museum to Shu Qing.    0

    

Soon after, the group arrived at a branch house. This place had long since been tidied up, and the interior was decorated in an extremely elegant manner. Green bamboo surrounded the place, making it seem tranquil and serene.    

    

After walking a little further in, Yang Bo realized that the bamboo leaves were all fake. There was a bamboo mat in the middle of the pavilion, and on the mat was a small square table. Just by standing at a distance, Yang Bo was unable to discover that the decorations were fake at all, and could only feel a quiet and elegant mental state.    

    

When Shu Qing saw this, she immediately became cheerful, "Is this for real? Is this an imitation of Wang Wei's ancient poem, 'Sitting alone in the underworld, playing the zither and howling again'? "    

    

The instructor laughed, "That's right, I just wonder if Miss Shu likes it or not?"    

    

Shu Qing nodded her head, "The design here is really good, when I return home, I will do this kind of decorations too!"    

    

Just as the instructor was about to speak, he suddenly realised that Yang Bo was standing right beside him. He immediately shut his mouth and turned to look at Yang Bo.    

    

Shu Qing looked at Yang Bo, "Do you want me to test the Jiao Wei Qin inside?"    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "The Jiao Wei Qin have already been treated and the zither have been prepared. We hope that the Miss Shu can play a tune using the Jiao Wei Qin, playing it with the voice that came from a thousand years ago!"    

    

"Alright!" Shu Qing nodded, she looked towards the pavilion with a face full of anticipation.    

    

Shu Qing was a famous zither master in Jinling. It was just that in this era, not many people could enjoy the zither anymore. In order to make her performance meaningful, she went to the Jin'ling Hotel to play a zither.    

    

When she heard Yang Bo mention the Jiao Wei Qin, she was in disbelief. She didn't believe that the Jiao Wei Qin could still exist, and now that the guqin had appeared in front of her, she was unavoidably nervous, but even more excited. If she could actually use the Jiao Wei Qin to play a tune, then she would have no regrets in her life!    

    

Shu Qing took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white, delicate, and beautiful feet, she stepped into the pavilion, and carefully walked towards the guqin.    

    

As she got closer to the square table, Shu Qing could feel her own heart beating strongly. Her eyes were fixated on the square table, she walked up to the gallery, and saw that the zither tail was charred black, causing her eyes to immediately widen.    

    

This was very likely the Jiao Wei Qin!    

    

Shu Qing walked behind the square table, and seeing that there was already a cushion, she knelt down, stared at the Jiao Wei Qin and started inspecting it.    

    

The Jiao Wei Qin's appearance was ancient and elegant, the engravings could no longer be seen clearly, only its tail was still charred, and the zither strings had been replaced with new ones. This should be silk strings made according to the ancient methods, which was very different from the steel strings used now.    

    

Shu Qing did not think anymore. Since she had no way of telling if it was real or fake, she could only use the zither music to judge!    

    

Shu Qing sat up straight, she heaved a sigh of relief and placed her hands on the zither strings.    

    

Very quickly, the sound of the zither rang out within the library.    

    

Yang Bo and the rest were already seated inside the pavilion, they were seated not far from Shu Qing.    

    

The sound of the zither is like a mountain stream, yet it is also like a ring of bells. The music is deep and melodious. The sound is crisp and elegant. The sound is ethereal and ethereal like orchids, and the ancient sound is like the wind blowing through a beautiful palace.    

    

Yang Bo sat in the library, listening to the zither music reverberate throughout the library, he could not help but be excited. What was the meaning behind taking back so many antiques?    

    

It wasn't just to let others see it, it was to let this ancient zither music, which would continue for three days, reappear in the world a thousand years from now!    

    

A clear wind blew, and the bamboo tubes hanging from the ceiling collided with each other, emitting a crisp sound. This sound and the zither music merged together, making it hard for anyone to forget it!    

    

After a long while, Shu Qing finished playing. She kneeled in front of the square table, staring blankly for a long time without any reaction.    

    

"Pa Pa Pa!"    

    

Yang Bo clapped with all his might. He stared at the Shu Qing in front of him and couldn't help but laugh when he saw his elegant face flush a little red.    

    

Seeing Shu Qing bow towards the crowd, Yang Bo opened his mouth and said, "Miss Shu's playing is really great, this is simply a legacy from a thousand years ago!"    

    

Shu Qing shook her head, "It's not that I'm good at playing, but that the guqin is too good. It should be a real Jiao Wei Qin!"    

    

Yang Bo laughed and nodded, "This is a real Jiao Wei Qin!"    

    

Shu Qing looked down at the Jiao Wei Qin in front of her and couldn't help but to feel happy. China had ten ancient zither, Jiao Wei was one of them, to be able to play the Jiao Wei Qin was truly an honor for her.    

    

When she played the zither just now, she had even faintly recalled the feeling she had when she first learned the zither. It was hard to describe the excitement in her heart!    

    

Shu Qing stood up, and bowed to Yang Bo, "Thank you Mr Yang for giving you this chance!"    

    

Yang Bo looked at the camera at the side and said: "Miss Shu, I have already recorded this video. In order for more people to know about the Jiao Wei Qin, I want to post this video online.    

    

Yang Bo originally did not intend to ask, but he felt that it would be bad if he did not ask.    

    

Shu Qing hesitated a little as she looked at the camera.    

    

After a while, Shu Qing raised her head, "Mr Yang, I'm sorry, but I can't agree to that!"    

    

Yang Bo was a little surprised, "I'm really sorry, without asking for Miss Shu's permission, I recorded a video on my own, but, why does Miss Shu not agree?"    

    

Miss Shu shook her head, "My family already had other intentions when they played the zither with me. Their biggest concession was to allow me to play the zither at Jinling Hotel. If such a video comes out again, I might never be able to touch the zither again!"    

    

Yang Bo stared at Shu Qing, seeing that her expression was ugly, he did not force her too much, he nodded his head: "Since that's the case, let this video go on!"    

    

Just as Shu Qing was about to ask for it, Yang Bo had already waved his hand to allow the camera to leave, only then did Shu Qing realize, Yang Bo did not seem like a person who was easy to talk to!    

    

However, looking down at the Jiao Wei Qin in front of her, Shu Qing felt a little reluctant. If she could play the Jiao Wei Qin regularly, she wouldn't be willing to do anything, she only had to play the zither everyday.    

    

Yang Bo laughed, and pointed outside: "I still have two guqin, Miss Shu can try them both!"    

    

Shu Qing was somewhat shocked, after that she saw someone carrying a zither and walking over. They took the Jiao Wei Qin and put down the other zither.    

    

This zither looked very classical, but it was obviously a bit more ancient than the Jiao Wei Qin. Shu Qing stared at the ornaments on the zither, and then strummed the zither twice, raising her head to look at Yang Bo, "Which generation's zither is this?"    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "This is the ancient zither made by the Ming Dynasty's Hong Wu, it is well-preserved, only the zither strings are new!"    

    

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