Chapter 281: Show Me
readx;?“ Qingqing: I don't have evidence. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xiao Zhen took out the small black box, "Zhuang Bohua, I think you should be familiar with this box!" ”
Seeing this box, Zhuang Bohua's eyes changed, but with so many years of hidden skills, he quickly calmed down.
"Who are you?" Zhuang Bohua stared at Xiao Zhen and said mockingly.
Steward Qu has been in a sluggish state since Xiao Zhen appeared in the hall, hasn't the master passed away? Or buried him with his own hands, but this person in front of him is exactly the same as Xiao Zhen regardless of his demeanor and behavior, what is going on?
He couldn't help but look at Xiao Qingyang, Xiao Qingyang smiled and nodded, Steward Qu couldn't help but be excited, although he couldn't understand what kind of mistake went wrong, but he couldn't be wrong with Xiao Qingyang's approval, and couldn't help but shout excitedly, "Master!" ”
His shout happened to be deliberately justified by Xiao Zhen after Zhuang Bohua asked that sentence.
Zhuang Bohua's eyes were cold, he swept over everyone one by one, and suddenly laughed, clapping his hands while laughing, "High, really high, Qin Mingwei, I really underestimated you, no wonder I refused to hand over the house yesterday, it turned out that I dug such a big pit, waiting for me to jump." ”
He raised his eyebrows and pointed at Xiao Zhen, "Where did you find the play, don't say it's really like acting, if I hadn't watched my cousin-in-law bury with my own eyes, I would have been deceived by you." ”
"And you!" Zhuang Bohua looked at Xiao Qingyang coldly, "Suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared today, I don't know if it's also an impostor?" ”
Zhuang Bohua is insidious and cunning, open-mouthed, and what he says is obviously a lie, but it makes people feel that there is a little truth.
This villain!
Steward Qu was so angry that his face turned pale, "Zhuang Bohua, do you think that everything in the world is for you to have the final say?" Whether these two people are my master or young master, how can I not see it? ”
Steward Qu's words were actually for the five fair people.
Zhuang Bohua was meticulous and cunning, and in order to prevent Qin Mingwei from playing tricks, he specially invited the mayor of Zhuzhou Town and several prominent figures in the town to come over to testify.
"You?" Zhuang Bohua looked at Steward Qu's eyes, and wanted to look at another piece of useless rags that were thrown out, "As soon as something happens to the Qin family, you will rush here, who knows what the relationship between the two of you is?" ”
Zhuang Bohua's eyes turned to the mayor and the others, "Lexing and I are Xinglongchang fighting in the dark, I think you have all heard of it, and suddenly these people jumped out, saying that they are the boss of our Xinglongchang, but everyone has also seen it, who are they helping?" Don't you think it's strange? ”
Zhuang Bohua found that the situation was unfavorable to him, and used his three-inch incorruptible tongue to encourage everyone who did not know what was going on.
Those five people can sit in today's position, they are all human spirits, they are just here to notarize the house, what does Qin Mingwei and Zhuang Bohua have to do with each other? Why bother wading into this troubled water?
And what they are entangled with now is not the house, it is still a public case twenty years ago, and now twenty years have passed, there is no evidence, which is right and which is wrong, even if Bao Zheng is reincarnated, it is not clear, let alone them!
It was the five of them who exchanged glances with each other, and sat there like a mud bodhisattva on the wall to watch.
Xiao Zhen opened the wooden box with a snap, "Zhuang Bohua, it's useless for you to confuse the public and divert your attention, in the whole matter, it doesn't matter what kind of identity we are, what matters is why my master's heirloom purple clay pot is in your study." ”
Among the five people, one of them saw this pot and sighed softly, but his voice was too soft, and everyone's attention was on Xiao Zhen, so that no one noticed his strangeness.
When Zhuang Bohua saw his beloved pot, he actually broke it and pulled the corners of his mouth in pain.
However, at this time, it can't be seen or admitted, he looked at Xiao Zhen in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about, I have never seen this pot, how can it be in my study, I have to make up a decent reason for lying, and if it is really as you said, I can also sue you for trespassing." ”
Zhuang Bohua smiled gloomily, but the season of flowing fire in July made people feel cold inexplicably.
Xiao Zhen was unmoved, and he didn't raise his eyelids, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, this box was given to me by your daughter Zhuang Yating, she was in your study, and accidentally broke this pot, for fear of being scolded by you, took it and secretly went to the porcelain shop in the town to repair it, which happened to let me bump into it." ”
He paused and said, "The owner and the guy of the porcelain can testify about this matter, or you can ask your daughter." ”
Zhuang Bohua has nothing to say now, if there is only the owner and man of the porcelain shop, he can say that the other party bought them, but now it is still involved in his daughter, and he can't say Zhuang Yating, because he fell in love with Xiao Qingyang, so he ate inside and outside to help outsiders!
Besides, even if he said so, it is estimated that no one would believe it.
However, Zhuang Bohua has calculated step by step, and he is not a vegetarian to this day, "What an heirloom, it is just a teapot I bought casually at the stall, and it is not worth a few pennies at all." ”
Liang Xiaoyou saw that his father's baby was said to be worthless by Zhuang Bohua, and couldn't help but say angrily, "Zhuang Bohua, can you be more shameless?" ”
Zhuang Bohua seemed to be very calm, "If there is really such a valuable pot, will I just put it in the study?" ”
It's just a pot, whether it's worth a thousand gold, not an expert, who can tell? Zhuang Bohua was very relieved.
At this time, a voice suddenly said abruptly, "The old man has some research on antiques, if you don't mind, can this pot give me the palm of my hand?" ”
Everyone raised their eyebrows and saw that it was one of the five people invited by Zhuang Bohua, about fifty years old, with a longevity gown on a blue background, wearing gold wire glasses, and a goatee that was not commensurate with his age.
This person's name is Zhao Qishun, although he is idle at home, but three of his five sons are in government departments, except for these, this person himself is in Zhuzhou Town, and he is a very influential figure.
This man is the one who has just spoken.
Qin Mingwei has lived in Zhuzhou Town for 20 years, and he also knows a little about this Zhao Qishun, and he will never betray Zhuang Bohua's purchase.
He nodded quietly at Xiao Zhen.
Xiao Zhen handed the box in his hand to Zhao Qishun, and Zhao Qishun carefully took the box as if he was holding a treasure.
Suddenly, everyone focused on Zhao Qishun's body, only to see him wearing white gloves, holding a pot to the light, carefully inspecting it, and then took out a magnifying glass, small tweezers, and a brush from his pocket, and looked at the pot for a while, dusting, and blowing. (To be continued.) )