Chapter 522 The World's No.1 Post
The slight sound of the secret button opening made everyone except Song Tang a little nervous.
Ordinary people like Zhou Jing were a little nervous because they were about to see what was in the brocade box.
Wei Wu and other bodyguards were nervous out of habit, as they were not sure whether there were any harmful mechanisms in the box.
Qiongying had already quietly stood close to Song Tang, ready to stand in front of him if there was any disturbance.
Just as Song Tang's tender little white hand was about to open the brocade box again, Chen Xiong, who had washed his hands and was standing nearby, spoke in a muffled voice.
"Miss, why don't I do it?"
Song Tang was stunned when he heard this, then he suddenly smiled and turned the box towards Chen Xiong.
She now understood what Chen Xiong and the others were thinking. They were afraid that she would be in danger.
"Okay, then I'll give you a chance to show off. Just consider it as atonement for the crime you committed by cracking the stone slab just now."
Song Tang knew that the brocade box would not be dangerous, so he asked Chen Xiong to come.
They were concerned about protecting their own safety, and Song Tang was unwilling to discourage their enthusiasm.
However, if it was really something unknown, Song Tang would not let his people take such risks.
She would rather not open the box than put the people around her in an unknown dangerous situation.
Seeing that the young lady was really willing to let him open the brocade box, Chen Xiong walked forward happily and opened the brocade box facing himself.
"Wow!"
Everyone saw clearly what was in the brocade box in front of them at the first moment.
Just as everyone had guessed before, there was a scroll of calligraphy and painting inside.
But now it still looks like a scroll, and it is impossible to tell what is written or drawn on it.
"Miss, would you like to take it out and have a look now?" Even after Chen Xiong opened the box, he did not let go of it.
Song Tang looked at the scroll in the brocade box and nodded, "Take it out and unfold it."
"OK."
Just as Chen Xiong nodded and was about to take out the scroll himself, Feng Bo beside him spoke up to stop him.
"Wait a minute, Chen Xiong, don't do anything yet."
Everyone looked at Feng Bo curiously, only to see Feng Bo continue to say with a smile: "If it is the calligraphy and painting sent by those old gentlemen, according to the preciousness of the things they sent before, this calligraphy and painting is a good thing."
As he spoke, Feng Bo found a pair of white gloves from somewhere and put them on his hands, and asked Wei Wu to help him put a brand new tablecloth on the coffee table.
But this tablecloth is actually from Hermès, which is so luxurious that most people can’t imagine.
"For things like calligraphy and paintings, if you are not sure how old they are, it is best not to touch them with your bare hands, as they can easily be damaged."
As Feng Bo spoke, he carefully put on white gloves and gently took the scroll out of the brocade box.
Chen Xiong also took the brocade box aside immediately.
Seeing Feng Bo's careful movements and hearing his words, everyone, including Song Tang, nodded seriously.
They learned a lot this time, mainly because they had never come into contact with things like calligraphy and painting before. This was their first time and they had no experience.
Fortunately, we have Feng Bo, who is knowledgeable about this matter. Otherwise, if it was really a precious calligraphy or painting, and if it was damaged or stained by bare hands, it would be terrible.
"Miss, are you going to unfold it now?" Feng Bo asked as he gently pressed the scroll with his left hand in a white glove on the coffee table covered with a new tablecloth.
Song Tang smiled and looked at the hopeful looks on the faces of everyone around him, and nodded at Feng Bo.
"Unfold."
Feng Bo did not waste any time. As soon as he received the eldest lady's instructions, he carefully unfolded the scroll.
As the scroll slowly unfolded on the coffee table, everyone who gradually saw part of the content of the calligraphy and painting felt their pupils constrict and their breathing quicken, and Feng Bo's hands began to tremble.
The entire living room was silent; even the sound of breathing seemed to have disappeared.
Everyone, including Song Tang, seemed to be struck by lightning, staring at the scroll that had been completely unfolded in front of them with horror.
"Miss, this... this..." Wei Wu, who was always the most steady, was the first to react, but he stuttered and couldn't say a complete sentence.
Wei Wu was relatively lucky, at least he reacted early and was able to speak.
Everyone else, including Song Tang, was still dumbfounded with a look of disbelief. Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui on the side even stopped breathing, and their little faces turned red.
In the end, it was Zhou Jing who reacted quickly and slapped each of them on the back, thus saving the two silly girls.
Several minutes later, everyone in the room finally woke up, but their breathing was still heavy because they were so shocked.
Who could have thought that such a brocade box would contain something like this?
Judging from the authenticity of things Song Tang had obtained in the past, the thing in front of him should also be authentic.
…
In front of everyone, a yellowed calligraphy piece full of historical flavor had been completely unfolded and displayed on the coffee table for a long time.
There are a total of 324 brush-written characters on the entire copybook.
The font is vigorous, beautiful, elegant and graceful.
The characters change in all directions, like flying butterflies.
The writing is casual and natural, and the transitions are flexible.
The size of characters varies, the line spacing is irregular, and the same characters have variations.
This shocking yellowed copybook starts with the sentence on the right side: The ninth year of Yonghe, the year of Guichou!
The best running script in the world, Preface to the Lanting Collection, by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi!
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"Miss, this is Lanting Preface. If it is authentic, then it is a national treasure."
Zhou Jing swallowed and spoke carefully.
I was afraid that my breath or saliva from talking would contaminate the calligraphy in front of me.
In her opinion, anything that could fall into the hands of a young lady must be true, no matter how hard it was to believe.
Zhou Jing's thoughts were also the thoughts of everyone present.
Everyone knows that there will be no fakes or copies here, this calligraphy must be authentic.
Song Tang had been studying for many years with excellent grades, so of course he knew about this best running script in the world.
"Yes..., right? What should we do now?"
Song Tang never thought that the old man Song Di would send her this thing, and she was a little confused now.
It was at this time that Song Tang finally understood why the system only gave him one thing this time, and not even a car.
The value of this one thing alone is not even equal to Song Tang’s private car showroom and all his cars.
Everyone present was silent and did not answer Song Tang's question. No one could make this decision for their eldest daughter. This was not something that could be measured by money.
The room fell into a long silence again. Song Tang herself knew that no one could and dared to make a decision for her, so she didn't say anything. The question she asked just now was actually just a question to herself.
After a long time, Song Tang let out a long sigh. The shock, excitement and fright he had just felt when he first saw the authentic Lanting work had almost subsided.
"Wei Wu, you...you go and ask. If they want it, I'll give it to them. If they don't want it, I'll keep it for myself." Song Tang said with emotion while motioning Feng Bo to put the calligraphy away.
This was a decision she made after thinking for a long time.
First of all, this thing is really a national treasure.
Now that the original has appeared in her possession, the news is bound to be revealed, and the country cannot allow a national treasure of this level to continue to be lost abroad.
Another thing, to be honest, Song Tang himself doesn’t have much interest in this kind of thing.
You can appreciate it, but forget about collecting it.
After all, she is still young and has no interest in these antique artifacts.
Although the Lanting calligraphy was stunning, it was not as attractive to her as the kingfisher-inlaid nine-dragon and nine-phoenix crown that Chu Jiang had brought her before.
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