Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

  Chapter 16 A History of Incense Y with One Hundred and Eight Princes... (Plus One)

  A city has only one museum, located in the north of the city, and it is also the largest cultural relic exhibition hall in China.

   There are a total of millions of cultural relics, and the more than 10,000 pieces unearthed from the Yaofei Mausoleum this time occupy the largest branch hall.

   is not a weekend, but the museum is still crowded, and they all go to the Demon Concubine Exhibition Hall.

  Su Ji was thin, but he was able to walk freely among the crowd.

   Soon he arrived at the Demon Concubine Exhibition Hall, and a statue of a two-meter-eight high demon concubine erected in front of the door came into view.

  Because there is no trace of the corpse in the golden coffin, and there is no portrait of the demon concubine in the portraits of the cultural relics, there is nowhere to study the true face of the demon concubine Su. We can only rely on experts' guesses on the aesthetics of the ancients and use modern methods to restore a statue.

  According to the unofficial description, the demon concubine Su was the head of the four ancient concubines in China, with a coquettish and coquettish appearance.

  Look at this statue again, with a rich oval face, thin willow-leaf eyebrows, a small and upturned cherry mouth, and a tight bun that can raise the corners of the eyes by two centimeters.

   is the kind that often appears in history books, the appearance of a very noble concubine.

  Su Ji looked at the statue, then turned to look at himself reflected in the mirrored wall.

   cannot be said to be exactly the same, only irrelevant.

  Su Ji walked in with his hands in his pockets. On one side of the two-story electronic screen, a text introduction about the cultural relics unearthed in Yaofei Mausoleum was scrolled.

   "Wow, those characters are so beautiful, they are so well preserved."

   "That's the legendary Huajin style that no one can imitate even calligraphy?"

   "These 388 flowers are worth the price, and I can actually see the long-lost authentic Huajin body."

  Huajin style is a typeface that only existed in the Shang Dynasty, and it is also the most unique calligraphy style in the history of calligraphy.

  Because it is quite different from traditional calligraphy styles such as Jin Kai and Tang Kai, and has a strong personality, it is also called an original creation in the history of calligraphy.

   The pen is smart and fast, the handwriting is thin but not losing its flesh, running Teton, graceful and graceful.

It is a pity that today's historians know very little about the Dashang period, and they don't even know who first created the Huajin style. All they know is that once it appeared in the world, it was imitated by the people of Dashang and should be a well-known figure. Creative.

  Su Ji walked to the glass case where the characters were displayed, and the discussions were endless.

   "Since it was found in the Demon Concubine's Mausoleum, could this character be copied by the Demon Concubine?"

   "Don't be funny, the wild history says that the demon concubine can't read at all."

   "Really?"

   "Of course, I'm illiterate, I don't have any ink on my chest, and there is a vulgar vase with a demon skin."

Su Ji's ears moved, and she leaned over her little head and asked innocently, "Since she is so worthless, how can there be so many relatives and nobles who dote on her? Give her the best position in the imperial mausoleum? How much gold and silver jewelry?"

"Well..." I saw the person who spoke before gave a wretched smile, and leaned into her ear mysteriously: "Go back and search for a book called "The Incenseful History of the Demon Concubine Su and the One Hundred and Eight Princes", I know it all..."

  Su Ji narrowed his eyes into a thin line:…

   Know a few!

   "President, when the museum sent an invitation yesterday, I thought you wouldn't come."

   It was Pei Huai's special assistant and Shen Mu who spoke.

   Pei Huai didn't fall asleep since he woke up from a nightmare last night. He stopped by to take a look just after the meeting.

  The man swept around in disinterest, but suddenly stopped.

  In the crowd, he saw the shadow at a glance.

   Namo is an irritating figure whispering to a lewd man...

   There is an update today~~~

   There will be one more later~~

   Ask for a ticket!

   (end of this chapter)