Chapter 93: Digging a Corner

Du Ruo stretched out his hand to grab Ling Yun's face, pointed at the cassock and said, "Look carefully, just look at the surface, it's just a piece of rag. Do you think such a tattered cassock is worn by Sakyamuni? One hundred yuan is not a small amount!"

Ling Yun took a breath of cool air and felt a little toothache: "If Emperor Qianlong knew that this thing was only worth 100 yuan, he would probably be furious."

Du Ruo said coldly: "What's the point of living? Sun Dianying had already taken the coffin of Emperor Qianlong. If he could be angry enough to live, could he still let Sun Dianying leave the Eastern Tomb alive?"

The big man found a pair of scissors and brought them in. Ling Yun carefully unwrapped the cassock, and a bright yellow brocade "sheet" gradually emerged.

This is the Qianlong brocade Dharani Sutra quilt, which is the last quilt to cover the body.

In the Qing Dynasty, only the Empress could use bright yellow, while only the Emperor could use pure yellow.

This quilt is covered with mantras and runes written in various languages ​​including Manchu, Chinese, Tibetan, and Sanskrit. It also has paintings of vajra, ruyi, pagodas, rhinoceros horns, and other patterns. It is said that this brocade Dharani sutra quilt was a tribute from a Tibetan living Buddha to Emperor Qianlong.

The selected scriptures are all classic Buddhist scriptures that Emperor Qianlong himself liked, including "Great Compassion Mantra", "Great Bright Mantra", "Great Compassion Dharani Sutra", "Great Sin-eliminating Dharani Sutra", "Great Prajna Paramita Sutra", and "Mahayana Vast Immaculate Pure Light Dharani Sutra" and "Mahayana Vast Immaculate Pure Light Dharani Sutra".

The materials used are even more precious, made of Tibetan antelope wool, deer wool and silk mixed with brocade. Finally, it was buried with the remains of Emperor Qianlong in the Yuling Mausoleum of the Eastern Qing Tombs.

Du Ruo and Ling Yun stared at the sutra blanket for a long time in silence. It is said that every inch of kesi is worth an inch of gold. It is indeed worthy of being the essence of traditional silk art and its reputation is well-deserved.

Kesi is also known as "carved silk", which is like carving. It is a weaving method of "passing through the warp and breaking the weft". The ancients said, "Looking at it from the air, it looks like a sculpture."

This Dharani Sutra can be regarded as a masterpiece among brocade embroidery works, but even so, it did not catch the eye of Sun Dianying. He was a man who only recognized gold, silver, and jewelry, and had no interest in this kind of thing.

It is said that the reason why this Dharani Sutra was lost among the people was that Sun Dianying led people to loot the Eastern Tombs and dug up the ancestral tomb of Emperor Bo Yi. When Bo Yi found out, he was furious but could do nothing about Sun Dianying, so he had to send people around him to clean up the mess.

As a result, the person who was sent there became selfish and secretly took the Dharani Sutra out. Later, it came into the hands of a Phoenix Dragon Descendant, who, in order to preserve the sutra in the chaotic world, sewed it into a cassock. Later generations did not know the secret, and the cassock was lost.

Ling Yun was filled with emotion: "Where are the generals and ministers of the past and present? Their graves are covered with grass."

Du Ruo came back to his senses and reached out to push Ling Yun: "I want this thing to be the treasure of my Antique Jade City. You keep it for me first."

Ling Yun looked at her in confusion: "Why don't you keep it yourself?"

Du Ruo glared at him: "This is a shroud. No matter how exquisite it is, it can't hide the fact that it is used to cover a corpse. I don't want to portray that I have a date with a zombie."

Ling Yun was helpless: "If you say so, you shouldn't collect antiques. Many of them are burial objects. Why would an antique collector be shy about this?"

Du Ruo glared at him: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I asked you to collect it for me first, why are you wasting so much energy?"

Ling Yun held her shoulders and said, "Alright, auntie, let's do whatever you say. By the way, when you mentioned Sato, I remembered something. There is a big shot in H City. The Sato family's ancestor's precious sword Thunder God should be in his hands now."

Du Ruo: "Are you sure? Didn't we buy it at an auction back then?"

Ling Yun patted his chest and said, "It's absolutely true. I once met a descendant of their family and he told me this when we were chatting.

This Thunder God was originally in the hands of their elders, but later they thought the sword was too powerful, so they gave it away. Calculating the time, it should still be in their house. How about we dig into Sato's corner again?"

This is really possible. That bastard was giving her trouble two days ago. If she doesn't give him more trouble, she will be sorry for him.

However, Du Ruo looked at Ling Yun and said, "We don't even know him. Can he sell the knife to us?"

Ling Yun smiled mysteriously: "He will definitely be able to give it to you!"

"Um??"

Ling Yun whispered, "This important man's surname is Li. He loves jade the most. He has a piece of top-quality black jade in his hand. He has been looking for a carving master everywhere, but he has never been able to find one..."

"Surname Li? Secretary Li's..."

"Do you remember? Wasn't it you who carved that piece of black jadeite for him?"

Du Ruo understood and realized that the piece of black jadeite made by Mr. Li was indeed her work. Mr. Li had invited many jade carving masters, but the designs they came up with were never to his liking until he met Du Ruo, who finally fulfilled his wish.

In his previous life, Du Ruo started a business in H City and was well protected by the Li family. He always had a good relationship with their family, especially with Mr. Li’s youngest son Li Anze. The two always maintained a good relationship.

Ling Yun whispered, "One of my old friends is in touch with Mr. Li. You can carve another black jadeite for him, and we can exchange the samurai sword. What do you think?"

Du Ruo thought it was a good idea. She gently patted Ling Yun's shoulder and said, "You can do it, but you have to hurry. My son is still at home. I can't stay too long."

Speaking of his adopted son, Ling Yun patted Du Ruo on the shoulder and said, "I miss our son too. I'll go back with you when the time comes."

Du Ruo rubbed Ling Yun's hair fiercely twice: "Can you please stop talking like that? Why does it sound so awkward?"

The two had good ideas, but the person who introduced her was a little hesitant. Unlike her previous life, Du Ruo was developing other careers in this life. In the field of jade carving, she did not have the great reputation she had in her previous life. She was not yet Master Du, so people were a little bit unconvinced.

If the middleman recommends the wrong person, he will also be held responsible.

Ling Yun tried his best to persuade the old man, and considering their long-time friendship, the old man was willing to mention it on his behalf. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li was quite interested.

As everyone knows, he is very particular about the carving of this black jade and has rejected many masters in the industry. Now, someone actually dares to recommend himself, and he would like to meet him.

The middleman brought the news that Mr. Li would like to invite the two young friends to have tea the day after tomorrow.

Ling Yun tangle her clothes: "Ruoruo, I have finished my current work, and I want to wear my favorite clothes the day after tomorrow. What do you think?"

"I don't think it's very good. You know that Mr. Li has always been very critical of your clothing taste. This is our first visit, and you still want to dress like that?"