When Yang Bo saw this painting, he felt as if his head was about to explode and his head suddenly became numb.

He felt that this painting looked familiar, as if he had seen this painting somewhere before, but when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly had no impression of it.

After staring at the painting for a long time, Yang Bo raised his head, looked at Dai Xian, and asked, "Mr. Dai, where did you buy this painting?"

Dai Xian was suddenly stunned when he saw Yang Bo. He felt a little uneasy, thinking that Yang Bo was dissatisfied. When he heard Yang Bo's question, he quickly replied: "I bought it at the auction house some time ago."

"Auction house? Which auction house?" Yang Bo asked.

Dai Xian looked at Yang Bo and said hesitantly: "Mr. Yang, could this painting be lost by you?"

Yang Bo waved his hand, "It's okay. Don't worry. Tell me the information about the auction house. I want to find the original owner of this painting and ask him something."

Dai Xian was still a little nervous, "It's been a while. I can't remember the specific date. I bought it at the Louvre Auction House."

"Small auction house?" Yang Bo asked.

Dai Xian nodded, "It's an underground auction house here in Hong Kong. Most people can't get in."

Yang Bo couldn't help but frown. Of course he knew what the underground auction house meant. When he saw this painting, he wanted to find the original owner of the painting, because he could feel that there seemed to be a faint aura escaping from the painting.

There is no spiritual power in this painting itself, but there is spiritual energy emanating from it. This is obviously not in line with common sense. Yang Bo can probably guess the reason. This painting should have been stored in a place with abundant spiritual energy for a long time. It is even possible that this painting

It was recently put up for auction!

Dai Xian told lies!

Yang Bo was able to tell, but he didn't care and didn't expose the other party. He smiled and said, "It's okay. You go back and think about the auction time. This afternoon, let's go to the underground auction house to look for it. It should be OK.

Find."

Although he was a little reluctant, Dai Xian completely concealed this emotion. He nodded quickly and said: "Okay, okay, I will come to pick up Mr. Yang in the afternoon, and we will go there together!"

Yang Bo nodded, "These things are good, I like them very much, you took the trouble!"

Dai Xian originally felt that Yang Bo was dissatisfied and was a little worried. When he heard this, he immediately felt relieved and said, "I should be the one to thank Mr. Yang!"

"Let's not be polite. We have a long way to go. If you ask more, you should know who I am." Yang Bo said.

Yang Bo stood up, took two steps, and then stopped.

After watching Dai Xian go out, Yang Bo immediately turned around and walked quickly to the coffee table, picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.

There are traces of spiritual energy escaping from the paper. This spiritual energy is very thin. If Yang Bo hadn't been used to appraising ancient paintings and was accustomed to using the brilliance of his eyes, he probably wouldn't have been able to see these tiny bits of spiritual energy.

There was a signature in the upper left corner of the painting. Yang Bo glanced at it and saw the four words "Liu Bowen Seal"!

Seeing this name, Yang Bo's eyes widened again. Liu Bowen was a figure in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. He was Zhu Yuanzhang's national advisor. He was proficient in astronomy, military art, and mathematics. However, according to folklore, he was the descendant of Zhuge Liang and was especially good at Qimen.

The art of evading armor!

The capital of the Ming Dynasty was Jinling. At that time, Jinling should have been surrounded by dragon veins to protect the luck of the Ming Dynasty.

Since Liu Bowen is proficient in Feng Shui, his opinions must be taken into consideration when selecting a site. Could it be that Zijin Mountain already had dragon veins six or seven hundred years ago?

Yang Bo was suddenly shocked. As early as the Qin Dynasty, there were sorcerers who told Qin Shihuang that Jinling had a kingly spirit and might threaten the throne.

At that time, Qin Shihuang sent sorcerers to Jinling, dug out the dragon veins of Purple Mountain, killed the tigers, and buried gold and jade treasures in the Purple Mountain, hoping to suppress the energy of the dragon veins of Jinling. On the other hand, he dug up the Qinhuai River and drained it.

The King Qi of Jinling Dragon Veins.

In other words, it is very likely that the dragon veins in Purple Mountain have already been produced, but due to man-made destruction, the dragon veins have not progressed.

Jinling is known as the ancient capital of six dynasties, but none of the dynasties that established their capital in Jinling were able to unify China, and some were even extremely short-lived. Was this affected by the luck of Jinling's dragon vein?

If this is the case, Liu Bowen should have known about this situation when the Ming Dynasty chose the capital. Why didn't he remind Zhu Yuanzhang and chose Jinling instead?

Yang Bo took the painting and thought about it for a while, but couldn't get the answer. But obviously, Liu Bowen should have seen the dragon veins of Purple Mountain a long time ago, but why did he paint this painting? Did he want to express something?

Yang Bo sat on the sofa and did not move. It was not until noon that Luo Qing came over to ask him to have lunch and then woke him up.

Luo Qing glanced at the painting in his hand, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay."

Luo Qing swept the things on the table, "The Dai family in the Hong Kong government is not large, nor is it strong. However, in recent years, wealthy people like the Hong Kong government, who are not very powerful, have married each other and have become more united with each other."

Yang Bo nodded, "Don't worry, I just broke his son's legs, it's not a big deal. He sent something today, he probably really wants to repair the relationship."

Luo Qing nodded, "I think so too, so you have to be merciful and merciful."

Yang Bo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was just thinking about why Luo Qing wanted to persuade him. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, this matter is settled. I won't trouble them again."

"Come over for dinner. If you want to show off your affection, go back to your room. Don't show off like this in front of us rough guys!" Luo Yaohua said loudly while sitting in the restaurant.

Yang Bo ignored him, but still walked to the restaurant with Luo Qing.

Luo Yaohua stared at Yang Bo and said to Luo Qing: "I said Luo Qing, you must keep a close eye on Yang Bo. It's best not to let him go out. I went out with him a few times and I found out.

One problem, Yang Bo is especially popular with girls!"

"He? Is he popular with girls?" Luo Qing stared at Yang Bo and looked him up and down, then shook his head.

Luo Yaohua suddenly said anxiously: "You must not be careless. I followed him out, and all the girls ran towards him and ignored me at all!"

"I don't believe it. His mouth is not good at coaxing girls. Which girl can fall in love with him?" Luo Qing said.

"There's no need to talk nice at all. Look at the clothes he's wearing. They're all from big brands, and they look like they're of good quality. Of course girls are discerning, and they're staring at him!" Luo Yaohua said.

Luo Qing laughed, "Well, I bought these clothes for him. If they can attract girls, that means I have good taste!"

Luo Yaohua stared, feeling helpless.
Chapter completed!