Chapter 74 Yongzheng's nine grandsons

Qi Gong paused for a moment, and then laughed heartily, and the others also looked at Wang Yao helplessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, you know that in ancient times, there was only one person present who could walk through the noon gate of the Forbidden City openly, and that was this one. Uncle Zhao said with a smile as Wang Yao said.

"Looks like you really haven't heard of me, an old man. Qi Gong smiled, "Formally introduce, my name is Qi Gong, and your master is a group of old men who work hard for the cause of education." ”

"The boy has eyes but doesn't know Tarzan. Wang Yao bowed apologetically, because even Zheng Jingjing secretly kicked him this time.

Although I don't know who this old man is, Wang Yaojue must be very powerful.

Huang Jiani and Mr. Qi Gong followed Wang Yao and others all the way back to the hotel.

On the way, Wang Yaocai figured out the identity of this old man, in ancient times, this was a prince and even probably an emperor, the ninth grandson of Emperor Yongzheng, and this identity alone scared people to death.

What's more, this old man is also famous for Chinese literature, cultural relics, calligraphy and painting, poets, educators and masters of Chinese studies, etc., Wang Yao was dumbfounded.

Could it be that this old man also has a system? How could there be so many things?

Zheng Xixi vaguely inquired with Wang Yao about what Wang Yao was going to do with the painting, and after hearing that he was going to return it to Hu Wen, Zheng Xixi couldn't help but scold a fool.

When Wang Yao and the others returned to the hotel, almost the hotel lobby was full of people, and the leader was Young Master Mei personally received.

Wang Yao did it in the car for a while and didn't dare to get out of the car, after all, the lineup was too big.

Mr. Qigong was like a bright light in the night, everyone was attracted by him, and the crowd hugged him upstairs before Wang Yao and the others got out of the car.

"Fool, what are you doing squatting here?" Mo Ke also got out of the car, looking at Wang Yao who was squatting by the pillar at the gate and shouted suspiciously.

"I'm waiting for Boss Hu, you guys go up first, don't worry about me. Wang Yao responded.

"I'm too lazy to care about you. Mo Ke wrinkled his nose, took Zheng Jingjing into the hall, and ate dessert in the waiting area.

Wang Yao squatted at the gate and took out the book from his bag that when he left, the expert master Uncle Zhao gave him a basic book on painting when he left, and it was privately organized, which was different from the literature on the market.

Now that he can't find the library, Wang Yao wants to see how much the task can be completed after reading this.

The teaching books that combine words and pictures are even more attractive, and they are fascinated by it, and after about half an hour, Hu Wen came in a hurry.

Wang Yao put away the book, "Boss Hu." ”

"Little brother, what are you doing here?" Hu Wen also looked at Wang Yao who was squatting on the ground suspiciously.

"Wait for you, I'm afraid you won't find the way. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Hu Wen was stunned, and said with a smile, "Don't you have a mobile phone?"

Wang Yao was stunned, a little embarrassed, "I forgot, let's go in and talk." ”

"Hey. Hu Wen followed Wang Yao into the hall and walked to Zheng Jingjing's table and sat down.

"Hi, Uncle Hu, what do you want to drink?" Mo Ke asked with a big grin.

"Hello. Hu Wen smiled and looked at Wang Yao rummaging through the package, seemingly a little nervous.

"This is the proof of the opening of the Treasure Pavilion, and there is also this. Wang Yao took out the certificates from his bag, as well as the piece of paper, "This is amazing, it is the certificate written by Yongzheng's grandson for you." ”

Hu Wen took it suspiciously, and saw that the red mark on the paper suddenly shrank, and the paper fell on the table with a shake of his hand.

"Be careful. Wang Yao caught it with his hand, and the piece of paper that was saved was stained on the cake on the table, "If it is dirty, it will not be good if people don't admit it." ”

"Little, little brother, who did you find to identify?" Hu Wen stumbled and said.

"Uncle has to say that you are really lucky. "Mo Ke curled up with slender white legs" not only met this fool, but also met Master Qigong. ”

Hu Wen swallowed.

Originally, this painting had been said to be a fake, but fortunately, the master of Qigong was really knowledgeable. Wang Yao smiled, "It can be regarded as fate, which shows that Boss Hu, you are really a good person, and good people have good rewards." ”

Wang Yao said and handed the scroll to Hu Wen.

Hu Wenwen was about to pick it up if he could, then stopped his movements and shook his head, "No, little brother, I really thank you so much, but I can't ask for this painting." ”

"Why, didn't we say yes yesterday?" Wang Yao frowned.

Mo Ke also grew up in surprise and looked at Hu Wen, isn't this uncle also a fool? Or does he not know how much the painting is worth, "Uncle, don't dare to do the most, if you buy this painting, it will definitely be worth more than your house, and then you will be able to close the gold shop and spend it with that gang of bullies." ”

Hu Wen smiled awkwardly, "I know, but if it weren't for Wang Yao's little brother, this painting might have been demolished along with my house by now." ”

"What do you mean, uncle, you're going to sell the house?"

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows, he didn't want Mo Ke and Zheng Jingjing to know so many things, and glanced at Zheng Jingjing, "Jingjing, I just received a call from my senior sister to let you go up." ”

Zheng Jingjing froze for a moment, looked at Wang Yao's eyes and frowned, and stood up cooperatively, "Then we will lose Boss Hu first." ”

After speaking, he pulled Mo Ke and walked towards the elevator.

After the two walked away, Wang Yao spoke again, "Uncle, didn't I say yesterday that I want to buy your house." ”

Hu Wen was stunned: "I thought you were just talking." ”

"I asked the master of the appraisal line for this painting, and it is conservatively estimated that it is less than two million. Wang Yao said

"More than that. Hu Wen shook his head and smiled, "There is a pair of Zheng Banqiao's manuscripts in the millennium, and it was auctioned for more than 500,000 yuan. ”

"So, uncle, you can take it. Wang Yao smiled, "Then transfer the house to my name." ”

"I know what the little brother has in mind. Hu Wen smiled, "You can't pull the little brother into the water, I know that you are afraid that the bullies will not let me go, and want to transfer the house to you, so they will be helpless." ”

"Don't worry, it's just a deception, wait for two years, the group of people are gone, or I really have the money to buy it, I will move that house again, let's go for three years, make a note, and I will pay you back in three years." Wang Yao said in a deep voice.

Hu Wen looked at Wang Yao's green little face with a serious expression, and couldn't help laughing, "Little brother in ancient times, he must be a hero, benefiting the people of Li." ”

Wang Yao was stunned, he was praised a little shy, boys have a dream of being a hero.

"But since the little brother knows how vicious that gang of bullies is, I can't do this kind of revenge. Hu Wen smiled, "Being able to make friends with a hero like my little brother is already my biggest gain now, I think about it, the money I have saved over the years is enough for me and my wife to go overseas, and they can still catch up overseas." ”

Although Hu Wen said it lightly, Wang Yao could still feel the melancholy of the other party, after all, no one wanted to leave his hometown.

However, Wang Yao has done everything he can, and no matter what decision Hu Wen makes, he respects it.

Wang Yao nodded and put the painting down, "Then uncle, take care." ”

"This painting. Hu Wen got up and stopped Wang Yao.

Wang Yao flashed by with a slight shortening, smiled at Hu Wen and waved his hand, "We have an appointment first, if this painting is true, I will return it." ”

Hu Wen watched Wang Yao trot to the elevator, sat on the sofa and looked at the certificates and pictures on the table.

After being stunned for a while, Hu Wen took out the phone and dialed Zheng Xixi, who decided that he still had to give the painting to Wang Yao.