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Today is a little different from the past. Jia Yu went to Jia's mother early to say goodbye, because several old friends had made an appointment many times, but he couldn't shirk it, and he planned to go to the appointment today, but he just left the house, and a little girl came to report that it was his father-in-law who was invited.

This has just given Lao Taishan his birthday, although his health was not good a while ago, and he cultivated for a while. On this birthday, the old man is in good spirits and has no sickness. Only then did they meet and hurriedly call themselves over, there must be something. Jia Yu couldn't think of the reason, so he immediately rode to Zhang's mansion, and asked someone to send a letter to his old friend, saying that he would come back later.

"I don't know why Lord Yue's son-in-law is here today?" Jia Yu stood aside respectfully, waiting for the old man to speak. Seeing that the old man first said a few words on the side, the old man Zhang didn't take the initiative to say the reason, Jia Yu was still thinking about the old friend's covenant in his heart, and couldn't help but ask first.

"Virtuous son-in-law, can you have a Shu Su post in your congratulatory gift for this year's birthday?"

Hearing this, Jia Yu was happy, there were many guests coming and going that day, because this Shu Su post was not genuine, and it was a copy of Mr. Zhang's own, so it was not very good to display it in public. Therefore, Jia Yu did not deliberately offer it, but only saluted it with the congratulatory gift, but it was only indicated on this gift list that it was a copy. There were a lot of people coming and going that day, and the old man didn't look closely, probably because he remembered it today, so he called himself.

"Old Mount Tai, but there is a Shu Su post, but it is a pity that it is a copy. Jia Yu replied with a smile. I don't break it myself, after all, it's only interesting for the old man to see it himself.

Unexpectedly, the old man's next words made Jia Yu really taken aback. Old Man Zhang unfolded the silk book, carefully spread it on the desk, and carefully rubbed his hand on the edge of the silk book before saying: "This Shu Su post is not a copy, but a genuine handiwork!"

"Huh?" Jia Yu stared at Old Man Zhang with wide eyes, blinked in disbelief, hurriedly took two steps forward and rushed to the side of the long case, opened his eyes and looked at the Shu Su post carefully, his tongue was a little unsharp, and said, "This and this, is it true, true?"

"What's the matter? I heard that it was genuine, and I regret giving it to me, this old man?" Seeing Jia Yu's expression, Old Man Zhang smiled, stroked his white beard and said, "Let me ask you where you got this post from?"

Jia Yu had not yet recovered from the shock that the painting was genuine. At this time, he rubbed his hand on his body, held it carefully, looked at Old Man Zhang and said, "Old Taishan, is this really a real work?"

At this time, Old Man Zhang smiled, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and nodded, "Virtuous son-in-law, why did you come to sue me for this post?"

The pain in Jia Yu's heart was not because he gave the words to his father-in-law, but because he recognized the real work as a fake in front of his eyes, which was really embarrassing. At this time, I heard that the old man had asked about the origin of this word, so he hurriedly put the post back on the table and showed the origin of the post one by one. Old Man Zhang just listened quietly and did not interject until Jia Yu finished speaking: "This word is a reward from Hu'er, do you know who rewarded it?"

Jia Yu shook his head, Jia Hu does not live in the mansion now, he is the companion of the emperor and grandson, and he accompanies the prince of Hanqi every day, but he comes back less than when he was in the Peng Mansion. It just so happens that in the past few days, the house has been cautious about the shop, and he has gone out of the house less, and he only listened to what his wife said, and he didn't see that Hu'er, and he didn't ask in detail, after all, a facsimile is not too careful. Jia Yu told the old man about it.

"In that case, let's let Hull come back and talk about it. I called someone to please. Old Man Zhang nodded, sent someone to invite Jia Hu, and ordered someone to go to Peng's Mansion to invite Peng Luo to come.

Jia Yu was a little confused at this time, but a piece of writing, although it is very precious, it doesn't have to be so. This time, I looked at the old man Zhang with a stern face, but it was very different from the smiling face when he first entered the mansion. After thinking about it, Jia Yu also leaned forward and said, "Father-in-law, this post has some origins? ”

Old man Zhang said: "It's not surprising that you can't see it. If I hadn't come to the original post and just given me a picture, I wouldn't have been able to tell the truth from the fake. But after seeing it, I naturally know, and I also came to two paintings. "Anyway, someone took another one as well.

The two words are put together, which is not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing the goods, and immediately see each other. This genuine handwriting font is endlessly varied, very smart, because it is written on Shu silk, the ink is thick and light, wonderful and moving. Although this imitation has also put a lot of effort into the material, copying is also attentive, but compared with the original post, the agility is insufficient, and most of the excitement of this ink change has been lost.

Jia Yu also admired it. Whether it's a genuine work or a facsimile, it's all good. If only I could have one.

Jia Hu didn't arrive, but Peng Luo came very quickly. I entered the study and saluted the teacher, and when I turned my head, I saw the sticker on the long table. Peng Luo has always been close to his teacher, tilting his head to take a closer look, this look is as if someone has been nailed to the spot with an iron nail.

"This is the true work of Shu Suti?" Peng Luo gasped and looked at his teacher and said, "This Wang Yu has come to Beijing, teacher, you didn't tell me earlier? This kid didn't come to the capital and didn't come to see me, and I won't let him ......go when I meet him, I won't let him go."

Old Man Zhang shook his head and said, "Wang Yu is not coming to Beijing?"

"And come to Beijing?" At this time, it was Peng Luo's turn to be stunned, he took a step back, looked at Old Man Zhang and then looked at Shu Suti, lowered his head and muttered: "Isn't this sticker called a personal belt?"

"yes. Now that it's here, I'm afraid it's not too early for his stubborn temperament. Old Master Zhang sighed.

These words made Jia Yu even more confused, how could he come out with another Wang Yu in a good manner? Could it be that this character was collected by his family? When a person died, this character was bought, and it took several times before it came into his own hands? But why should he say that it was a copy when it was clearly a genuine handiwork?

Jia Hu also rushed over at this time, accompanied by Han Qi's son. Both of them were in a hurry. When he entered the house, Jia Hu saw that his grandfather, father, and mentor were all there, and the penguin's face was quite solemn, and he was bluffed, thinking that he had made a big mistake. Hurriedly approached and knelt down and saluted.

Old Man Zhang smiled a little when he saw Jia Hu, and hurriedly called the person to him and asked carefully before mentioning the word. Jia Hu was also stunned when he saw two of them spread out on the table, and he felt even more strange when he looked at them carefully. It is not bad that he took a facsimile of the book he got to his father as a birthday gift for his grandfather, why does his grandfather still have one in his hand? Jia Hu tilted his head and looked at it without saying a word, but the son of Han Qi was an anxious man, and pointed to the authentic painting and said, "Jia Hu, isn't this your reward that day?"

"Who's got it?" the other three asked in unison. Leng Buding was asked like this, but it startled the son of Han Qi. After glancing at everyone, he said, "Isn't this the reward of Uncle Wang, who fought poetry that day, and Jia Hu came out on top." On that day, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Uncle Wang, and my father were all there, saying that they wanted to test the academic talents of our emperors and grandchildren, so they randomly drafted the topic. This is the reward, and my father has given him an inkstone. ”

"It's exactly as Childe said. Jia Hu added on the side.

"Did you mention the origin of this post?" asked Peng Luo.

Jia Hu shook his head and looked at Han Qi Gongzi, who also shook his head without knowing. Seeing the two of them like this, Peng Luo also sighed.

"Teacher, is there a problem with this Shu Su Ti?" Jia Hu opened his mouth when he saw everyone's solemn faces.

Peng Luo looked at Han Qi, then looked at Jia Hu and said, "This post is originally a family heirloom of a friend of mine. My friend once said that this post will not leave people. Now I see the post, but I don't see anyone, but I am sad. ”

Seeing Peng Luo like this, Han Qi knew that he was quite inconvenient here, and said: "Because Old Master Zhang was in a hurry, I took Jia Hu on the way, and now that this matter is over, I will retire first." ”

Old Man Zhang opened his mouth to save two sentences, and then ordered someone to send Prince Hanqi out of the house.

After the son of Hanqi left, Old Man Zhang sent the people in the house clean and said, "Don't talk to outsiders about today's affairs." Ruize, you also ordered someone to ask Wang Yu's ancestral home what the situation is like in his family now. Peng Luo hurriedly responded, and his face was also a little worried. Old Man Zhang sighed and looked at Jia Yu and said, "In the past, you asked me about this way of guarding the house, and I also told you a lot. But I forgot to say it. This is putting the cart before the horse. If you want your family business to prosper, your children and grandchildren should first cut off this desire for profit. This Wang Yu is an example, Shu Suti is a good thing, but it is really stupid to guard this thing all his life. This object is long, but who can remember the person who has it, but who else has it? ”

Jia Yu hurriedly said: "What Lord Yue-in-law said is that the son-in-law remembers. ”

Old Man Zhang looked at Jia Hu again: "You also remember." If this person is born bound by an object, he will be no different from the dead object. This object can be tangible or formal, like this antique painting, or intangible and incorporeal, such as power and fame. ”

Jia Hu was a little confused, but still nodded in response, saying that he remembered.

Old Man Zhang sighed and said, "Now that the world is peaceful and prosperous, there are actually turbulent waves. Who knows how many days it will be sunny or how many days it will rain? When the sky will change is a matter of heaven, and mortals like you and I can't control it. Now everyone looks at the power and glory and goes to fight for it. But how many days can this bonus go? At one moment you are the only one, and at the other time you are stuck in the quagmire and cannot extricate yourself. I don't know where the right path of my heart has gone. Don't be greedy, you are already in the vortex, and you still want to know yourself. ”

The old man's words were half-implicit and half-revealed, and Jia Yu listened to it with a little understanding. A few days ago, the matter of the prince was not calm, and now it seems that there will be no more waves. It's still my own old lady's words, don't think about those who don't have it, it's better to worry about others than to take care of yourself, and the sky will change, as long as the sky doesn't fall.