Instead, he put on a pair of gloves for himself, took out a pair of tweezers from the drawer, held the notebook, and turned the pages with the tweezers.

This move is an action that many nobles in the late Qing Dynasty would have, and I have seen it in some history books, but in this era, no one should turn the book like this.

Judging from this detail, this old man should not be lying, and it is very likely that his ancestors have characters who are either rich or noble.

He pulled out an old-fashioned black-and-white photo from the book and motioned for us to take a good look.

The light in the room was dim, just enough for me to see very clearly, the photo showed an old man wearing this sunglasses and a late Qing gown, this man was sitting on a Taishi chair, on the side of the Taishi chair stood two children about seven or eight years old, and behind him stood four women with slightly sad expressions.

The old man tilted his chin slightly, pointed to the person in the photo and said, "This is me!" ”

He wasn't referring to the man in the sunglasses, but to the kid on the man's left.

"Huh?" Wu Gang and the rat looked at him indifferently, not understanding what he was proud of in a photo.

However, I thought the man in this photo was very familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"My father-in-law served the Queen Mother Lafayette in the palace, Mr. Zhang." As he spoke, he also clasped his hands into fists and raised them to make a gesture, which seemed to be very respectful to his father-in-law.

Wu Gang and the mouse glanced at each other, and after I stared at the photo and looked at it carefully for a while, I suddenly understood why I looked at this person familiarly.

Isn't this person Zhang Land? After Li Lianying, the chief eunuch who was favored by the Empress Dowager Cixi, known as Xiao Dezhang, came out of the tomb of Gonggong Li before, and I also searched for words such as eunuch in the late Qing Dynasty on my mobile phone, and what came out of it was his photo and life.

"Eh, this is Xiao Dezhang!" The mouse patted his head and recognized it.

Only Wu Gang was still confused, because he was not responsible for inspecting the goods in Hongru, and he knew very little about these things, according to his words, everyone had a different division of labor, and he was responsible for manual work.

"Hmph, you're not too lonely." The old man was quite proud to see that we recognized the man in the photo.

"However, since these things of yours are true, why do you set up a stall in Xicheng District to sell calligraphy and paintings, and take them to the pawnshop, there are many people who know the goods, and these things will definitely be sold smoothly." Wu Gang looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the bed and asked suspiciously.

I couldn't help nodding my head when I heard this, and said to him: "Old man, if you can trust me, tomorrow I will let our Confucian courtiers come to you and personally show you the valuation." ”

When he heard this, he waved his hand again and again, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that he was not worried about us people, and immediately said: "Don't worry, our pawnshop is a branch of Hongru, and we will not lower the price, as long as the goods are "genuine", we will be "real"!" ”

"I'm not selling." He said lightly.

This attitude is very resolute, as if it is true that there has never been any idea of selling paintings.

"But you're not in Xicheng Old Street?" I guess he set up a stall there just to sell these paintings? Why don't you sell it now.

He carefully tucked the picture back into the book and said something that made me feel a little sad.

This old man actually has a son, but he is stubborn by nature, and he has stolen the family antiques to sell many times, and he has been kicked out of the house in a fit of anger for almost 30 years.

Since then, the old man has lived alone in this huge courtyard, and he went to Xicheng Old Street to talk to people, but in fact, things are just for display, not for sale.

With that, he put the notebook back in the drawer.

I caught another glimpse of the scroll in the drawer and asked, "Grandpa, what is that painting?" Why do you keep it in a drawer? ”

"Oh? This one? He turned his head to look at me.

I nodded, and he was generous enough to take the scroll out at once.

It is said that this scroll has no inscription or lettering, but it is a painting with bright colors and brilliant workmanship.

As soon as he said this, I was even more interested, watching the old gentleman slowly open the scroll, and I, Wu Gang and the mouse, all widened our eyes, staring at the pattern in the scroll.

In this scroll, several childish teenagers are depicted, standing at the gate of the Forbidden City, each with a serious expression and an indescribable loneliness in their eyes.

I swept over the faces of these people, and this painting was just like what the old man said, the painting was finely painted, and the colors were clearly layered, which was a rare and good painting.

"Eh, Ninth Master, look at it, this looks a little like you!" The mouse pointed to the second boy on the left and said to me.

I saw that this young man was wearing a navy blue gown, with long braids, his forehead was trimmed in front of him, and he was very delicate, and his eyebrows did look a little similar to me.

"Hehehe." Wu Gang suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, this is similar to Zhuo Shaocai, look!" ”

Wu Gang pointed to the shortest boy on the right and said with a smile, that boy is small, he is the most childish in it, not to mention, his facial features are exactly the same as Zhuo Yifan, it is simply a miniature version of Zhuo Yifan.

"However, Zhuo Shao is much more exciting than this, this child's eyes are dead." Wu Gang pointed to the child's eyes and said jokingly.

And I heard Wu Gang say eyes, but my eyes moved to the face of the second young man on the right, this young man's eyes were very cold, gloomy, this look seemed familiar, but I looked at this face for a long time and didn't think of who this person looked like.

"This painting is the year when a group of little eunuchs entered the palace." As the old man spoke, he rolled up his scroll with both hands, and as his thumb covered the boy's nose all under it, my head buzzed, and a man flashed through my head.

"Wait!" I shouted, and the old man looked at me for some reason.

When I stretched out my hand and put the palm of my hand horizontally, blocking the lower part of the boy's face, the faces in my head instantly overlapped with him.

"What's wrong?" Wu Gang saw that I was so serious, and asked me suspiciously.

My mind was in a state of chaos, and instead of answering Wu Gang's question, I began to count the people in the painting, one, two, three, and finally when I counted to the seventh, my heart suddenly tightened.

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The rat's startled character, I'm used to it, when I came in, I took a cursory glance, the tables and chairs in this room, those are all old objects, this old man doesn't look like an antique dealer, it should be some status of the ancestors.

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