Wilmar continued to sigh and looked down at his phone: "The key is that it's not just my driver's problem now, we originally planned to go directly to the next city after the auction, and then we didn't book a hotel, and the current situation is ...... I'm probably going to sleep on the street. ”

The tone was slightly helpless, with a hint of joke.

"Grandpa Feng, otherwise, you go back to the hotel with us, I will open a room for you, you have a good rest first, and you will leave after you have a good rest tomorrow." An Mengyi proposed that this matter is indeed that they can't live on Wilmar Bridge. At the beginning, the auction hall was brightly lit, and she didn't notice the time, and secondly, because of Wilmar Bridge's ability, she and Rong Jinghao were fortunate to have met, and they still believed in his ability, so they rushed to keep him, and they didn't expect Feng Yiqiang to have other plans.

"It's okay, then I'll ask your little girl to help me find a room tonight. Wilmar Bridge said with a smile.

This time, Rong Jinghao drove a larger car on a business trip, because he originally wanted to load some antiques back, but who knew that in the end, he had to mail back such a large object, and even the small pieces that came with him were taken away.

Secretary Zhao drove them to his hotel. As soon as I opened the car door, a cool breeze hit.

An Mengyi and Su Lele were still wearing dresses after all, so they felt the cool breeze when they got out of the car, and the two of them ran into the hotel lobby like a fly, first ran to open a room for the old man of Wilmar Bridge, and then waited for a few people behind to come in.

"Grandpa Feng, here!" An Mengyi and Su Lele waited directly at the elevator entrance and then beckoned to them.

Rong Jinghao and Wilmar Bridge walked directly in the direction of An Mengyi and Su Lele, waiting for Secretary Zhao who went to park at the elevator entrance.

When Secretary Zhao approached, An Mengyi pressed the elevator, and several people went upstairs together: "Grandpa Feng, this is the room card, you live on the same floor with us." ”

"The first floor was nice and convenient. Wilmar Bridge said.

"You just go back and have a good rest, if there is anything we will solve tomorrow, by the way, did you tell your driver? An Mengyi arranged.

"Don't worry, I've been texting him in the car for a long time, and I'll get it tomorrow morning!" said Wilmar.

Su Lele listened to a few people talking, and couldn't help but yawn, and his exhaustion was visible to the naked eye. Su Lele usually doesn't sleep late, and today is indeed an exception.

The elevator door opened, and each returned to his room, An Mengyi said, "Good night, everyone." ”

An Mengyi returned to the room, changed her clothes and went straight to wash. I didn't feel anything at the auction, but when I came back, my body and mind suddenly became very tired, and I couldn't stop it.

After a simple rinse, An Mengyi collapsed back on her bed with ease, and then took out her mobile phone to take a look.

The time stayed at eight o'clock in the evening, it was Rong Jinghao who sent her a message, and it was already three o'clock in the morning. Rong Jinghao's biological clock is usually sleepy at nine o'clock.

Further up, there were still a few video calls at around seven o'clock, but at that time, An Mengyi was still buying the auction and didn't have time to connect.

An Mengyi thought about it, and still sent some explanations to Aunt Chen, so as to comfort Rong Xigu.

Needless to say, Aunt Chen naturally rested early. An Mengyi didn't expect anyone to reply at all, put down the phone, and after charging it, she fell into a deep sleep.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when I woke up again, and breakfast time had long since passed. An Mengyi got up and stretched her waist, then turned on her phone and received several messages, which were replies from Aunt Chen.

"The little young master was still angry with Madame yesterday, and today I am a lot happier when I see Madame's explanation. ”

"The little young master said that he would not forgive Madame, and that he must wait for you to come back and give him a big hug. ”

This is what Aunt Chen conveyed, An Mengyi looked at the news above, and seemed to be able to think of Rong Xigu's cute fairy tales.

"Knock knock—" There was a knock outside the door.

An Mengyi opened the door, and Su Lele, who was still playing Hache, stood outside the door, Su Lele floated in like a ghost, and then walked to An Mengyi's bed, and fell down in a daze.

"What are you doing here?" An Mengyi watched her movements.

"I'll come to you when I wake up. Su Lele said with his face on the quilt.

"Then you might as well stay asleep all the time. An Mengyi closed the door, sat back on the sofa, and replied to Aunt Chen's news.

"You know what, how lonely it is to sleep alone, especially in the middle of the day, you should sleep together. Su Lele said, stretched out his hand and patted the bed beside him: "Come, our two sisters lie down and sleep together." ”

"Sleep, I'm awake. An Mengyi refused.

"It's only been a few hours and you've woken up, you're not normal. Su Lele said with a beating, and then the voice became quieter and quieter, until finally only the sound of breathing remained, and Su Lele fell asleep completely, in her room.

An Mengyi originally wanted to continue watching TV series, but there was an extra person who fell asleep in the room, and now it is obviously inappropriate to watch TV series.

An Mengyi looked at her phone, then at the person on the bed, and finally resigned herself to taking a blanket and covering her body.

As soon as the cover was finished, there was another knock on the door outside. This time, as soon as An Mengyi opened it, it was Wilmar Bridge.

"Little girl, are you awake?" asked Wilmar Bridge, looking very kind.

"Well, Grandpa Feng, have you eaten?" An Mengyi's voice was slightly lowered, trying not to wake up the person on the bed.

"Not yet, it's ten o'clock when you wake up, what are you going to eat? Let's have lunch together later." Wilmar Bridge looked at his watch and said.

"Grandpa Feng, is there something you are looking for me now?" An Mengyi asked.

Wilmar Bridge rubbed his hands: "I want to see your paintings, okay?"

"Of course you can!" An Mengyi turned around and wanted to get it, but just turned around and stopped.

"What's wrong?" asked Wilmar Bridge when he saw her stop.

"I just remembered that the painting is not here for me, where is it for Chairman Rong!" An Mengyi thought for a while and said, "In this way, you and I can go to his place to get it, I will definitely not be able to finish it alone." ”

"Okay!" With An Mengyi's words, Wilmar Bridge had nothing to be dissatisfied with, and followed An Mengyi to the opposite door.

After a few knocks, Rong Jinghao opened the door, and he looked at the two people outside the door: "Is there something?"

"Chairman Rong, it's like this, Grandpa Feng wants to see the twelve calligraphy and paintings. An Mengyi explained.

Rong Jinghao nodded after listening: "Yes, come in." ”

The room Rong Jinghao lived in this time was on this floor, and there was nothing special about it, and it was not as large as the presidential suite in the past.

"Sit down. Rong Jinghao said casually, then walked to the cabinet and lifted up the three bags: "I will trouble Mr. Wilmar Bridge to help identify what age it is." ”

"I've only seen it based on what I've learned, but I can assure you that it's all genuine. Wilmar Bridge took out his magnifying glass and began to continue observing.

When Wilmar Bridge was watching, An Mengyi also picked up a picture and looked at it carefully.

What if you look at such "calligraphy and painting" with different pupils? An Mengyi had this idea, so she began to implement it, carefully concentrating, and focusing on every brush word on the calligraphy and painting.

An Mengyi first saw every pen of the calligraphy, then saw the paper of the whole paper, and finally saw some pictures, that is, people in bright yellow robes, holding the brush and writing.

There is generally no face in this picture, An Mengyi can't see it, but guessing from that dress, it should be which emperor it is.

"You said that in the screen of the Kangxi period, how can there be so many calligraphy and paintings of the Ming Dynasty?" Fengyi Bridge studied and said, and these things are so well preserved, all of which are the credit of the original owner of this screen.

"Grandpa Feng, I want to ask a question. An Mengyi asked in a low voice.

Wilmar Bridge did not pause: "You ask." ”

"Why is this lock just a wooden lock, but no one has broken it and taken it out? An Mengyi was curious, there were many skilled craftsmen like the ancients, and a wooden lock could be broken with an axe.

"This lock is hidden in this screen, and if you want to open it, you have to open it. Wilmar Bridge said: "Have you forgotten the origin of this screen? After the foreign countries paid tribute, they were rewarded by the emperor to the minister, not to mention whether the minister's mansion was heavily guarded or not, the emperor's name is here, who dares to destroy this thing?"

An Mengyi nodded: "So he made the mechanism for himself? As long as he doesn't tell it, no one will know the secret in the screen." ”

"Yes," Wilmar said, "not to mention that to outsiders, this is just a screen." Antiques and antiques, the so-called the older the more collectible value, in the Kangxi era, just these few calligraphy and paintings of the Ming Dynasty, should not be able to buy a few dollars. ”

That means that the owner of this screen should like these calligraphy and paintings very much. An Mengyi said: "But why do you want to seal these things?"

"Speaking of which, I have a bit of a clue. I guess the reason why the owner sealed them up at that time was because it was the Qing Dynasty at that time, and these calligraphy and paintings were the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, except for Chongzhen, the remaining twelve emperors are here. Wilmar Bridge said.

"What do you mean, the "anti-Qing restoration of sight" at that time?" An Mengyi blinked, this kind of thing seemed to be really serious at that time.

"I see. Wilmar Bridge looked at the calligraphy and paintings and explained it to her, as if she was still in class.

At that time, the owner must have been afraid of being found out and sentenced to a felony, so he had to seal his favorite paintings and characters inside. An Mengyi guessed, "No one dares to move this screen, and no one cares about the thick base below, so this is really a good place to hide treasures." ”