As A Trash Collector, I Collected A Imperial Jade Seal

Chapter 782: Between the Mountains and Rivers (Zhou)

Translator: 549690339

Between the Mountains and Rivers

Very quickly.

Feng Luo held an ancient manuscript in his hand. On it were exquisite seal characters that emitted an ancient aura. He carefully hid the manuscript in his backpack for fear of being discovered. His heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness. He was eager to share this important historical relic with Zhang Chen.

Feng Luo arrived at Zhang Chen’s house and rang the doorbell. After a while, the door opened. Zhang Chen revealed a surprised expression and warmly invited Luo Feng into the house.

“Luo Feng! It’s finally here!” Zhang Chen welcomed Feng Luo into the living room with a smile.

“Yes, I rushed over after I sorted out the manuscripts. “Luo Feng said with a smile.

Zhang Chen looked at Feng Luo gratefully. I’m very excited about this collaboration.”

Don’t mention it.” Luo Feng shook his head.” Since we’re good friends, it’s only right for us to help each other.’”‘

The living room was filled with all kinds of antiques and art display cabinets. The noble and gorgeous sculptures, exquisite and precious jade, and famous paintings that had been passed down for hundreds of years all displayed Zhang Chen’s spirit as a collector.

Luo Feng’s gaze was attracted by one particular person. In the corner of the cabinet, there was a seemingly ordinary piece of jade. Luo Feng couldn’t help but walk over and reach out to touch it.

“Be careful!” Zhang Chen quickly went over to remind him,” That’s my latest collection of cultural relics. They’ve just been shipped over from abroad.”

Luo Feng slowly retracted his hand and smiled apologetically.””Sorry, I was too curious.”

“It’s alright. I know you’re very interested in antique art.” Zhang Chen smiled and shook his head.”

After the two of them found the sofa and sat down, Luo Feng took out the manuscript from his backpack.

“This is a manuscript from the Ming Dynasty.” Luo Feng introduced,” It records a historical event and information related to precious cultural relics.”

Zhang Chen’s eyes flashed with surprise. Such an important cultural relic! You’re really amazing!” Soon, Luo Feng sat in front of Zhang Chen’s computer and opened a few ancient poems that he had downloaded earlier. These poems were all found in manuscripts, recording the wisdom and creativity of ancient scholars.

He carefully read each poem and thought about whether the spiritual power contained in it was consistent with his understanding of spiritual power. Luo Feng knew that when ancient scholars wrote poems, they often used inspiration and inner experiences to express their understanding and feelings of the world. Through in-depth study of these ancient poems, Luo Feng hoped to further improve his appraisal skills.

He used the mouse to scroll the words on the screen, focusing on understanding the mysteries within. Every line of words flashed in front of his eyes with a charming and spiritual image. He could feel that every word contained a wealth of information and emotions.

Luo Feng was so immersed in it that he seemed to have forgotten everything around him. Zhang Chen, who was standing behind Luo Feng and observing him study the ancient poems, was infected by this focused and devoted atmosphere.

He was infected by the wisdom and beauty displayed by Luo Feng’s obsession with these cultural relics. He would ask Luo Feng for advice from tto time.

“Luo Feng, what do you think the artistic conception of this poem is?”Zhang Chen asked, pointing at a line of words on the screen.

Luo Feng raised his head and thought for a moment before answering,””This poem should be depicting the magnificence of nature and the harmonious co-existence of humans and nature. There was a quiet and mysterious power flowing between the lines.”

“You’re right.” Zhang Chen showed a satisfied expression. I had always felt that this poem was a little elusive, but after listening to your explanation, I suddenly felt my heart lift.”

Luo Feng smiled and nodded.” The works of ancient scholars often contain endless wisdom and inspiration. By studying their works, we can better understand history and culture.’”‘

“That’s true.” Zhang Chen sighed. Every piece of art or cultural relic was a witness to an era and carried the emotions and thoughts of countless people.”Soon, Zhang Chen left the room, leaving Feng Luo alone to explore.

After swork, Luo Feng closed his computer and closed his eyes, quietly recalling the profound artistic conception conveyed by those ancient poems. He felt the spiritual power contained in the poem, as if he could walk with the poet through the mountains and rivers of ancient times. His mind gradually calmed down, and his heart was filled with the pursuit of art and beauty.

At this moment.

He was in a magnificent landscape painting. The towering mountain range shone with golden light at sunrise. The clear river flowed through the mountains like a silver ribbon. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and pine trees, making people intoxicated.

Luo Feng slowly walked on the path in the painting. In front of him was a beautiful peach blossom forest. The pink petals fell like rain and fluttered in the breeze.

“This is the paradise?” Luo Feng whispered to himself.

He suddenly felt someone calling out to him from behind,””Luo Feng.”

He turned around and saw a figure standing in the distance. It was a man dressed in ancient scholar attire. His eyes were deep and he had a mysterious smile.

“And you are?” Luo Feng couldn’t help but feel curious.

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