Du Ruo reached out and grabbed Ling Yun's face, pointing at the robe and said, "Look carefully, just look at the surface, it's just a piece of rag. Do you think such a tattered robe is worn by Sakyamuni? One hundred yuan is not a small amount!"
Ling Yun took a deep breath, feeling a slight 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 even ripped open Emperor Qianlong's coffin. If he could be angry enough to come back to life, would he be able to let Sun Dianying leave the Eastern Tomb alive?"
The big man found a pair of scissors and brought them in. Ling Yun carefully took apart the cassock, and a bright yellow kesi "sheet" was revealed little by little.
This is the Qianlong brocade Dharani Sutra quilt, which is the last layer of 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 is also painted with patterns of vajra, ruyi, pagodas, rhinoceros horns, etc. According to legend, 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 "The Great Compassion Mantra", "The Great Bright Mantra", "The Great Compassion Dharani Sutra", "The Great Sin-eliminating Dharani Sutra", "The Avatamsaka Sutra", "The Diamond Sutra", and "The Great Vehicle Vast, Immaculate, Pure and Bright Dharani Sutra" and "The Great Vehicle Vast, Immaculate, Pure and Bright Dharani Sutra".
The materials used were even more precious, made of a mixture of Tibetan antelope cashmere, deer wool and silk. It was finally buried with the remains of Emperor Qianlong in the Yuling Mausoleum of the Eastern Qing Tombs.
Du Ruo and Ling Yun stared at the quilt for a long time without saying a word. It is said that an inch of kesi is worth an inch of gold. It is indeed the essence of traditional silk art and its reputation is well-deserved.
Kesi, also known as "carved silk," is a weaving technique that combines continuous warp and disconnected weft, like carving. Ancient Chinese people said, "When viewed from the air, it resembles a carved image."
This Dharani Sutra can be regarded as a masterpiece among kesi silk, but even so, it did not catch Sun Dianying's eye. 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 circulated among the people was that Sun Dianying led people to plunder the Eastern Tombs and dug up the ancestral tomb of Emperor Bo Yi. When Bo Yi found out, he was furious but he 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 descendant of an emperor. In order to preserve the sutra in troubled times, he sewed it into the 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's used to cover a corpse. I don't want to pretend that I have a date with a zombie."
Ling Yun was helpless: "According to what you said, you shouldn't collect antiques anymore. Many of them are burial objects. Why would an antique collector be afraid of 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 making so much effort?"
Ling Yun put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Alright, Auntie, let's do whatever you say. By the way, when you mentioned Sato, I remembered something. There's a big shot in H City. The Sato family's ancestral 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 sword was originally kept by their elders, but they later gave it away because they felt it was too lethal. Considering the time, it should still be in their family. What do you think? Let's try to steal Sato's girl again?"
This is really possible. That bastard was giving her trouble a few days ago. If she doesn't give him another hard time, 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 figure's surname is Li. He loves jade the most. He has a piece of top-quality black jade and 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 said that the black jadeite that Mr. Li made was indeed her work. Mr. Li had invited many jade carving masters, but the designs were never to his liking until he met Du Ruo, which 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 Li Anze, the youngest son of Mr. Li. The two of them always maintained a good relationship.
Ling Yun whispered, "One of my old friends has a connection with Mr. Li. If you carve another black jadeite for him, we can exchange the samurai sword for him. What do you think?"
Du Ruo thought it was a good idea. She patted Ling Yun's shoulder gently and said, "You can do it, but you have to hurry. My son is still at home, and I can't stay for too long."
Speaking of his godson, Ling Yun patted Du Ruo's 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 people had good ideas, but the person who introduced them was a little hesitant. Unlike her previous life, Du Ruo developed another career 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 Master Du yet, so people were a little unconvinced.
As a middleman, if the person recommended is not the right one, he will also be held responsible.
Ling Yun tried his best to persuade the other party, and considering their long-term friendship, the other party was willing to help mention it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li was quite interested.
As everyone knows, he is very particular about the carving of this black jadeite 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 invite the two young friends to have tea the day after tomorrow.
Ling Yun was entangled in his 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 had a problem with your clothing taste. This is our first visit, and you still want to dress like that?"
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