On the side of the road, Sun Zhongyuan took a taxi and was going back to the hotel to drop off his things first. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the two men who were watching also got into an ordinary black Elantra.

Sun Zhongyuan entered the hotel and returned to his room. And the two men who were watching also followed into the hotel.

In the room, Sun Zhongyuan took apart the cardboard on the sword, and carefully looked at the patterns and inscriptions on the sword grid.

Sure enough, this is a cursive "Pei" character!

Fortunately, the sword hilt and the sword grid are still very solid, although there is no decoration on the hilt, only bare iron remains, but the whole is not damaged. In fact, the main function of the decoration on most sword hilts is to make it more convenient to hold, and the aesthetics are just an auxiliary.

Of course, there are also those that are not decorated, and are directly made of the original material, which is more common on bronze swords. But this iron sword, which must have been there originally, because the exposed hilt was not so glossy.

But in this way, he can also play with it, Sun Zhongyuan holds the sword in his hand, and the sword moves in his head are vertical and horizontal. He hated to dance immediately, but the room was too small after all, and he finally forced the idea to stop.

He carefully reassembled the iron sword, this time with a clean towel from the room, and then wrapped it in cardboard and sealed it tightly.

Near noon, Sun Zhongyuan received a call from Gongsun Han, saying that he wanted to invite him to dinner.

She got the chess game from Sun Zhongyuan, and repaired the Great Sage's last words, this kind of favor is too big! But there is no way to repay it, she thought of giving money, and also thought that Sun Zhongyuan may not want it; then eat and meet first.

The two of them had almost eaten, and Gongsun Han pushed Sun Zhongyuan a card.

Sun Zhongyuan confiscated. It's not that he doesn't love money, if he sells Gongsun Han a guqin, he will definitely have to collect money. However, the chess game is a gesture, and as for Luan Jiao, it only took a little bit, and it also helped him verify that this is indeed Luan Jiao. So, he was really embarrassed to accept it.

After pushing a few times, Sun Zhongyuan resolutely refused to accept it, and he was almost about to leave.

Gongsun Han had already prepared, and she took out a small rectangular box from her satchel.

"Since you just said that it is right to do a friend a favor, then it is always okay for a friend to give you something, right?"

This, Sun Zhongyuan is really hard to say.

He opened the box, and inside was a brush.

Sun Zhongyuan picked it up and looked at it, "No, no, this is too precious!"

"You refuse a brush, if you don't accept it, then I really can't continue to talk to you!" Gongsun Han pursed his lips.

"This red sandalwood carved flower and bird pattern pen, although the pen is equipped with a back, but the pen barrel should be from the Ming Dynasty from the perspective of pulp and carving techniques, and it is worth hundreds of thousands!

This red sandalwood carved flower and bird pattern pen, the bottom end of the pen is inlaid with a gold cap, the place where the pen is connected, there is also a gold circle, the carving is fine, the whole has been black and shiny, it is indeed a good thing.

"This is what my father gave me. But I haven't been able to do it. I don't know how much you're talking about, but it's a little bit of my mind. If you really want to count the money, how much is Luan glue worth? I can't buy it for hundreds of thousands, right?" Gongsun Han said seriously.

What Gongsun Han said makes sense, this is not simply a matter of money.

Sun Zhongyuan is not a person who grinds and grinds, so after a little thought, he agreed, "Okay, then I'll take it! I will collect this pen well!"

Gongsun Hanwan smiled, "Yes, a gentleman has something to do and something not to do, I have thought of it a long time ago if you don't want money, if you don't accept gifts, you will look down on people!"

Sun Zhongyuan also smiled, "By the way, your father seems to be a collector." ”

"My father's single name is a central character, you must not have heard of it, because my father is relatively low-key, and the company's business is taken care of by my mother. But he's also very busy, and he often goes to other places, maybe it's for those antiques!"

Gongsun Yang?

Sun Zhongyuan thought to himself, but he had never heard of this name. However, for what Gongsun Han said, he also felt that it was just an illusion of a little girl. Today's Beidou Group has done a lot of work, presumably back then, Gongsun Yang should have been behind the scenes, and Gongsun Han's mother Jiang Rong was just dealing with things on the table.

After eating, Gongsun Han seemed more happy, and the gift was given, after all, it was a matter of heart.

Sun Zhongyuan returned to the hotel room, and in the afternoon he was ready to take a rest.

At the same time, Gongsun Han gave him a gift to remind him that the last time he went to his wife's house, he went empty-handed, and he was going to buy some gifts in the evening and visit his wife again. There's nothing going on here, and I'm going to go back tomorrow.

Leaning on the bed, Sun Zhongyuan picked up the brush again, the purple-black treasure light floated, and the white long-edged pen behind it was really a bit out of place.

Because of Pei Minjian's sake, Sun Zhongyuan stared at Baoguang carefully, and he thought, if there is any light and shadow, it should be the light and shadow of calligraphy! If this can still be absorbed, and this pen has been used by a certain calligrapher, then wouldn't his calligraphy level also improve by leaps and bounds?

Unfortunately, there is no similar light and shadow on this one. Probably, it was because the pen had long been damaged and replaced with a new one.

At this time, Xiang Dinghong was also playing with something in his hand, which was the butterfly seven-eyed dzi.

He sat in a private room in a restaurant, at the dinner table, and there were two men. It is the two men who are staring at Sun Zhongyuan.

At this point, they were already a little hungry, but Xiang Dinghong didn't move his chopsticks.

"So, this person is Sun Zhongyuan?" Xiang Dinghong withdrew his gaze from the dzi.

"That's right, according to the appearance and dress you said, we waited at the gate of Panjiayuan for a while, and it turned out to be a real wait. He took a taxi, we followed, arrived at the hotel, looked for a relationship, and the registered name was Sun Zhongyuan!" a man replied.

"Then why did you look for me so late?"

"We've been standing guard at the door of the hotel. Towards noon, he went out to eat again. He ate with Miss Gongsun, and after eating, he took a taxi back to the hotel, and we came to the hotel to find you!"

"Miss Gongsun? Are you right?" Xiang Dinghong was stunned for a moment, thinking that Jiang Rong asked him to check Sun Zhongyuan, and the entrusted "professional" hadn't replied yet, and these two followers actually followed in Yanjing!

Could it be?

Xiang Dinghong said in his heart, it seems that I am afraid that this Sun Zhongyuan is Gongsun Hanxin's boyfriend, Jiang Rong is not at ease, so she has to check the source in detail.

"Okay, I know, you don't have to follow anymore, eat and eat!" Xiang Dinghong smiled and picked up the chopsticks.

At this time, Sun Zhongyuan stared at the red sandalwood pen tube, and his brows twisted into a pimple.