Chapter 4 The Second Picture of the Riverside at Qingming Festival (1)
That evening, Professor Cheng came to visit me again, his eyes were sunken and he was even more haggard than the last time he saw me. I knew that I was wrong, so I craned my neck and said hello, but I didn't dare to say more.
Professor Zheng was not polite at all, and asked, "Have you heard of Barilla Auction House?" β
I have a vague impression of this name, as if it is a large antique auction house in Hong Kong, the English name is BRILLIANT, which is known for auctioning Mi Fu's authentic works and a Ming blue and white statue. But that's all I know.
"Are you sure that Zhong Aihua or Mei Sulan didn't mention this word to you?" Professor Cheng stared at me as if he didn't trust me.
"Absolutely not." I replied in the affirmative, "What's going on?" β
Professor Cheng took out a newspaper from his pocket and handed it to me, and when I touched it, I realized that the paper was different, and it was not published in the mainland. Unfold it and take a look, the vertical layout is traditional, it turns out to be Hong Kong's "Ta Kung Pao". Just on the front page, I saw a thunderous news.
Barilla claimed that they had obtained the original copy of the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" from an unnamed collector and planned to auction it publicly, with the proceeds going to Project Hope. At the same time, Barillian said that they are willing to cooperate with professional appraisal agencies to clarify the truth.
There is also a long allusion to the back, which is basically the same as the story of Wang Shizhen told me by Sister Su. Bai Ruilian said that the "Qingming Riverside Map" that was confiscated by the imperial court from Yan Song's Mansion at that time was a fake of Wang's; The real genuine product was taken back to his home by Wang Shizhen, and has been hidden in the people since then, and it has not been published until today.
The newspaper slipped out of my hand, and my heart was shocked.
I still underestimate the old pilgrimage.
I thought that Lao Chaofeng set up this plan in order to block the five veins and humiliate me by the way. But people's vision has long exceeded my imagination. The previous layout was just foreshadowing, and the real killer moves and schemes were lurking here.
Whether it is ancient or archaeology, there is a principle, which is called isolated evidence. There is only one piece of evidence, it is not evidence, it must be supported by other evidence. Therefore, the two points of "Qingming Riverside Map" that I put forward - in fact, the old court Feng put forward through the mouth of Sister Su - although it will cause trouble to the society, it is not enough to overturn the conclusion of the identification of the Forbidden City.
But if at this juncture, another genuine piece comes out, the meaning is very different.
There are circumstantial evidence, but lonely evidence is not lonely.
There is no author's inscription on the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", which does not mean anything, it may have been dug up, it may have been damaged, and all kinds of possibilities exist. But if there is another one that is exactly the same and the title is complete, and the two are compared, then the authenticity of this one is very problematic. It's like if I go to the police station to claim a wallet and can't remember the amount of money, which doesn't prove that I'm fraudulent, maybe it's just a bad memory. But if another person came to claim it at this time, and told me how many bills were inside, who would you believe if you were a police officer?
Therefore, before the five veins, they could also use the excuse of "insufficient evidence" to respond to the questioning, and when this Bairuilian version of "Qingming Shanghe Tu" came out, the back road of the five veins was completely cut off, and there was no choice but to accept public confrontation.
And since Lao Chaofeng dared to let the two openly confront each other, he must have strong confidence that the Bai Ruilian Collection could defeat the palace book in the Forbidden City and become the original copy of the "Qingming Riverside Map". In contrast, Liu Ju and others have been flickering, avoiding the two flaws - whether the Forbidden City's "Qingming Riverside Map" is true or false is becoming more and more suspicious. At least I don't have any faith right now.
In other words, as soon as this news came out, the Chinese Society for the Study of Antiquities could only fight a war that was bound to be lost on the battlefield designated by the enemy.
"This is the news that came out yesterday?" I asked.
Professor Zheng said: "Yes, our family in Hong Kong sent it overnight. Today, it has already been reposted by the media in Hong Kong, Macao and Guangdong, and it will not take long for it to spread throughout the country. At that time, Liu Ju couldn't hold it down. β
I took a deep breath and saw fear in each other's eyes with Professor Zheng. From the introduction of me to the birth of the Berry Lotus Collection, step by step, this series of plans requires terrible coordination and execution.
When I asked Professor Zheng what he planned to do at home, Professor Zheng sighed and said that the society's phone was about to be blown up, and his superiors and many collaborators were reluctant. At this time, Old Man Liu was hospitalized, no one was in charge of the situation, and the five veins were leaderless, and he didn't know what to do.
Liu Ju was helpless, and I was even more powerless, so I had to hate and scold: "This old guy, this is going to put our five veins to death at one time." Professor Zheng shook his head: "Alas, I'm afraid that people are drunkards and don't mean to drink." β
"What did you say?" I was stunned.
"Don't forget, "Qingming Riverside Map" is not allowed to be bought and sold in China." Professor Zheng spat out a sentence softly, and his eyes flashed behind the lenses. This sentence was like a lightning bolt, and it opened up my train of thought in an instant. I sat back on my hospital bed weakly, my heart brightened.
The original copy of "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is collected in the Forbidden City, and it is strictly forbidden to buy and sell. If the painting is proven to be a fake, then the collection of Hong Kong Barylilla's paintings will naturally become genuine. Hong Kong has not yet returned to the motherland, and the laws of the mainland are not under jurisdiction, so the old courteous Feng can only reap a huge profit by auctioning the original copy through Bai Ruilian.
What five veins, what wishes, these are just hugging the grass and beating the rabbit, taking advantage of the trend. This is the ultimate plan of the old court!
You must know that in 1989, Christie's in New York sold a "Autumn Hunting Map" from the Yuan Dynasty Palace, which was auctioned for a sky-high price of $1.87 million. "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is worth some more than "Autumn Hunting", and maybe it will become the second Van Gogh's "Sunflowers" - that one will sell for $40 million.
As for whether the Chinese treasures will flow out, I care, I care, I care, the billion people in the country care, but the old Chaofeng will definitely not care.
There is no profit and it is not early, and the old court not only defeated the enemy, but also arbitraged the interests, killing two birds with one stone. Compared with the loss of his abandonment of the small workshop in Chengji Village, it is really cost-effective. This layout, interlocking, playing with human nature, is really a conspiracy to the extreme.
As for the five veins, this time I am afraid that it is not only the auction house's plan that has failed, but the real catastrophe.
My hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and the root of all this came from me. How long can I stay in this ward? Sooner or later, we still have to go out and face this mess. If the five veins collapse because of me, then what face do I have to meet my grandfather and my father.
Seeing that my face was very bad, Professor Zheng didn't care about reprimanding, and said a few words of comfort, saying that Liu Ju would find a way. But even he didn't believe in this kind of thing. I jerked my head up and shouted, "I'm going to the reporter now, I'm going to fight for my own ruin, and I have to tell the truth clearly!" Professor Zheng grabbed me: "You still don't understand? This matter has nothing to do with you for a long time! Now no one cares whether this is a conspiracy or not, and everyone's attention is now focused on the two "Qingming Riverside Pictures", and they are only interested in the authenticity of those two paintings! β
"Are you just going to keep me in the room and do nothing?"
"Xiao Xu, calm down! If you show up now, you will hurt the five veins even more! Professor Zheng scolded. As soon as I heard this, I could only obediently retract.
When Professor Zheng saw me lying back on the bed, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, indicating that he had to go. He walked to the door, suddenly turned around, and added in a low voice: "Xiao Xu, you don't have to blame yourself too much, this trap is not among you, and there will be other people who will fall into it." The methods of the old courtiers are not something we can speculate. β
His words didn't make me feel much better.
For a full night, I paced back and forth in the room restlessly, like a restless lone wolf in a cage at the Beijing Zoo, without any sleep. As Professor Zheng said, the current development of the situation is no longer qualified for people like me to intervene, and the feeling of remorse and powerlessness is deeply enveloped in me, leaving me breathless. I crouched in the corner, my body curled up, trying to cry but couldn't. At this time, I wish I had a big hand on my shoulder and said to me, "Don't worry, child, I've got you covered." β
It's a pity that even this request is just a delusion.
I don't know what time it was, but it was already as dark as the bottom of a pot, and it seemed that it was going to rain. I didn't turn on the light, I stayed in a dark corner, my mind blank. At this moment, the big brother next to the pillow suddenly rang, and the whole bed trembled slightly. I stood up mechanically and picked up the phone, and a cold man's voice came from the other side.
"Is it a wish?" The man's tone was very unkind.
"Yes." I wondered a little in my heart, my big brother number was only known to a few people, but I was completely unfamiliar with this voice.
"If you can afford Big Brother, it seems to be a lot of money." The other party whistled lightly on the phone.
I wasn't in the mood to ramble with him and ask him anything. The other party said: "Huang Yanyan is your girlfriend, right?" "I smoked in my heart, I haven't been in contact with Nanjing for a long time, and I've been busy with "Qingming Riverside Picture", and I didn't bother to go up to her. There are too many unfortunate things now, and she must not have any more accidents.
"She's a very good friend of mine." I replied.
"Your girlfriend is very beautiful, and she likes you because of money, right? The girls of this year are looking at money, and their character is not important, tsk. β
"What the hell happened to her?" I didn't bother to correct him, and I clenched Big Brother tightly.
"You know she's on a business trip to Nanjing, right? She had people arrested. β
"What?!"
"On suspicion of wounding people and stealing second-class cultural relics, they have been detained by our police."
It was a bolt from the blue. My eyes went dark, and I almost had a relapse of my old illness. The other party didn't say anything when he heard me, and fed me a few times: "Do you kid have no conscience, and you don't care about it when you hear that something happened to the girl?" β
I lowered my voice: "What the hell is going on?" β
"I haven't looked at the specific confession, but the plaintiff is a celebrity, Dai Hexuan, have you heard of it? The woman, Huang Yanyan, ran to his house, snatched an antique, and wounded him. Three or four security guards came out to subdue her - your girlfriend has a strong temper. Now the police station has taken her into custody in accordance with the law, and she may be prosecuted for theft and assault. Tsk, it's not good to mess with anyone, provoke Teacher Dai. β
I didn't know what the origin of this Dai Hexuan was, so I asked first: "Who are you?" β
"I'm from the detention center, and just now she wooed me and asked me to call this phone to report the news, saying that there is a benefit for me to ......"
I immediately became nervous, and the other side of the phone immediately laughed: "Don't be jealous, it's not that kind of benefit, although I also want to...... She said call you and you'll be able to give me enough benefits. She's right, right? β
"That's right. Thank you. β
"Just a word of thanks? I want money. β
"How much do you want?"
"You must have to come to Nanjing to fish people in person, right? I'll definitely be able to use it then. So you can meet and give it again, how much money to give, how much effort I will make - by the way, the people and the money must arrive as soon as possible, otherwise she won't last long. My name is Yao Tian, don't make me wait too long. The man chuckled flirtatiously, left a contact information, and hung up the phone.
Yanyan clearly said that she went to Nanjing to do the work of several seniors and persuaded them to support the transformation of the society, how could she go to the house surnamed Dai to steal antiques?
Could it be that this is also one of the steps of the old court's attack on the five veins?
It's quite possible. Yanyan asked for help from one of my people who was far away in Beijing, which showed that the Society's power in Nanjing was on the verge of collapse, and she couldn't care about her at all. I slowly straightened up, my eyes hardened. I may not be qualified to participate in the dispute over "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", but I will never ignore the smoke. I'm leaving the hospital, I'm going to Nanjing.
Although Liu Ju and Fang Zhen asked me not to leave, they did not deliberately detain me, so the clothes I wore when I entered the hospital were all washed and stacked in a simple closet next to me. I took off my hospital gown, changed into my own clothes, and planned to leave quietly. To avoid paying attention, I didn't even dare to turn on the lights.
I was changing my clothes in the dark, and an old voice suddenly came from behind: "Xiao Xu, if it is late at night, where are you going?" "I had just put one leg into my trousers, and when I heard this, I quickly looked back and saw a short figure standing at the door of the ward.
Liu ...... Old man Liu ...... "My voice immediately stammered, if I say who I don't want to see the most now, Liu Yiming should be the first."
Liu Yiming was wearing the same blue-striped hospital gown as me, and he was holding a cane in both hands. Behind him was the light of the hallway, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. My heart was so weak that my whole pants were out of shape, and my body was crooked, and I almost fell to the ground. I hurriedly pulled my leg out, walked over and grabbed his arm, and whispered, "You...... How did you get here? β
"Hehe, I stayed in the hospital for a few days, and I was suffocated to death. While the little guy who was accompanying me was dozing off, I took the opportunity to come out for a walk. You're on the opposite door, so I'm here for a chat. Liu Yiming waved his crutches and said in a relaxed tone. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Old Man Liu still doesn't know about the changes in the five pulses, but I immediately feel that something is wrong: "How do you know that I live opposite?" β
Liu Yiming smiled: "Didn't you shout that voice in the evening?" What is looking for a reporter, what is ruined. The voices reached the nurse's desk. My old man is not in good health, but his ears are not deaf. "My heart was beating faster and my head was hanging down involuntarily. Liu Yiming raised his two white eyebrows and said lightly: "Say, what happened?" β
"No, it's nothing, it's my own family......" I tried to hide.
"I can't see it, can I?" Liu Yiming shook his crutches, as if smiling, "Mencius has clouds, 'Those who exist in people are better than their eyes.'" The people who have come to visit me these days are all smiling, but in fact their eyes are worried. The old man has been reading people for decades, and this trace can still be seen - something must have happened to our five veins, and it's a big deal, right? β
I couldn't meet his gaze or answer. Liu Yiming said: "Don't stand at the door, come with me to sit outside, and listen slowly." The tone was resolute and non-negotiable. I had to take his arm and walk out into the hallway together, and find a wooden bench by the window and sit down.
The hallway was very quiet at this time, just the two of us, and the green fluorescent lights overhead were soft. After Liu Yiming sat down, he looked at me without saying a word. I had no choice but to tell him the whole thing in a hurry, constantly observing his face, for fear that the old man would be in a hurry.
I talked about an hour later, and the escort in the middle woke up and came out to persuade the old man to go back, but he was refused, so he had to stand in the corridor and watch the two of us from afar. After I finished speaking, Liu Yiming pondered for a moment, not as depressed as I imagined, but shook his head, and sighed with hatred: "This little Liu, he is getting bigger and bigger, but his courage is getting smaller and smaller." actually wants to block the news, but I can't help but underestimate the old man. β
"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... It's all my fault......" I repeated in a low voice, trying to get to my knees. Liu Yiming had already seen my actions, put his hands on him, and didn't let me kneel: "Get up, the Xu family never kneels." β
"You have spoken bitterly, but I have turned a deaf ear. Just because I am alone, the five veins have suffered such a big disaster......" I said the back, I was about to cry, and I wanted to vomit out the regret in my heart.
"Disaster?" Liu Yiming stroked his hair and smiled, "Yes, what you said is indeed a troublesome matter." But our five veins have been inherited for hundreds of years, and it has never been smooth sailing, which generation has not encountered several crises? Not to mention, your grandfather Xu Yicheng's Buddha head case made the five veins notorious; After eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, the lives were devastated, and the roots of the five veins were almost cut off; Since the old man took the helm, from '***' to '**', the society has been affected one after another. Which of these disasters is not bigger than the pattern of the old court? How many times we have lived and died, but we have survived. Now that the peaceful days have passed a lot, your minds are not as good as before, and this little thing will be a chicken. β
Listening to Liu Yiming's words, he lifted his weight lightly, and he didn't take it seriously. I still feel guilty, and I'm finally a little less worried. At this time, Liu Yiming suddenly had a blank face: "But your mistake is unforgivable." I told you before that people who appreciate treasures are the most jealous and impetuous, and they are emotional. But you have committed a big taboo, even if you learn and gather the iron of Kyushu, you can't make a mistake. β
These words hit my chest like a sledgehammer, and my head, which had been raised, lowered again: "I know it's wrong. I wanted to make amends and clarify, but Liu Ju and Professor Zheng refused. β
"And they were right. You're just a medicine primer, and you're useless. Now the whole country is waiting to see the liveliness of our five veins, you stand up to refute the rumors, who will listen? β
"That'...... What to do? β
Liu Yiming closed his eyes, pondered for a while, and then said unhurriedly: "In order to fight the five veins, the old Chaofeng is desperately trying to raise your reputation. It's a clever move, but it's a little overdone. If we want to turn the tables, we have to start here. And you are the key to making this game of chess alive. β
I was a little confused, just now he said that I was useless, and now he said that I was the only one who could save the five veins. Liu Yiming saw that I didn't react for a long time, so he raised his head and knocked on my head: "The bell must be tied to the bell, understand?" β
His knock knocked out my train of thought at once.
Lao Chaofeng fought a war of public opinion, and he single-handedly portrayed me as a "hero to fight fakes" to frame the five veins, which invisibly increased my credibility in the public. In today's situation, anyone who stands up and speaks up in the academy will be considered a quibble, but I am fine. So in this fight, I'm the only one who can stand up to them in public.
"You are the one who single-handedly buried the five veins, so you are the only one who can save the five veins." Old man Liu said. I nodded, a traitor on the verge of death, what a wonderful character. Old Man Liu said again: "It's a pity that you have enough momentum now, but you still lack a hole card that affects the situation." Xiao Liu and Professor Zheng won't let you show up because they don't have any hole cards in their hands to give you. β
My eyes lit up, and I listened to what Old Man Liu meant, and he seemed to have a back hand to resolve the current crisis. Liu Yiming saw through my thoughts, smiled and shook his head: "I don't have any cards available here, and the old Chaofeng has already sealed all the means of the five veins." You can only find your own way and find it from beyond the five veins. β
This, doesn't that mean nothing was said?
Liu Yiming saw that my face was embarrassed, and said: "Let me ask you, where is the chess eye in this game of Lao Chaofeng?" β
"The authenticity of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"." I answered immediately.
"Yes, if you want to break this game, you have to find decisive evidence to prove the authenticity of these two "Qingming Riverside Pictures". Only you, only this hole card, can save the crisis. β
"What's that hole card?"
"I don't know what the hole cards are. All I know is that it's a big secret about "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival". But what this secret is, I don't know. I can only give you one hint, a name. I don't know if he'll help you, or even if he has the hole cards we want, but that's the only option outside of the five veins at the moment. Only by finding him can "Qingming Riverside Picture" have the possibility of breaking the game. Speaking of this, Liu Yiming sighed rarely, "But this person is difficult to evaluate, and it is not easy to get his help." β
The person who can make it difficult for Old Man Liu to evaluate can imagine how weird it is. I puffed up my chest and said that no matter how difficult this person is, I will give it my all. Liu Yiming raised a finger and said: "This person's surname is Dai, his name is Dai Hexuan, and he was also in the appraisal team of "Qingming Riverside Map" back then. β
When I heard this, I was surprised: "The crane of the crane, the Xuan Xuan?" β
Liu Yiming was surprised: "Oh? Do you know him? β
So I told you what happened to Yanyan in Nanjing. Liu Yiming sighed, put his cane on the ground and paused: "This Huang Kewu always doesn't listen to persuasion." He sent Yanyan to find this guy, wouldn't he bring shame on himself! He glanced at the pants I threw on the ground, and suddenly realized: "You just planned to sneak out, just to go to Nanjing to save people?" β
"Yes."
Liu Yiming looked at the clock in the corridor and said to me, "Without further ado." Since you're planning to sneak away, take advantage of now. Externally, I will announce that you will go to Qinhuangdao for recuperation. The old courtier doesn't know where he has eyeliner, and you can't use the power of the family. But Fang Zhen, you can trust him, he will help you arrange everything. β
"...... you then," I asked worriedly. I don't have a clue about the hole cards for the time being, and the Hong Kong side has openly asked for a confrontation, and everyone is waiting for the society's response. The "Qingming Riverside Map" in Bai Ruilian's hand is the biggest card of the old court, and he dares to say that he will be tested publicly, and there must be a hidden means that we don't know.
Liu Yiming slowly stood up from the bench, his slightly rickety body straightened up, and his seemingly thin body was full of fighting spirit: "I have learned for many years, and I will not be tied up." Don't worry, I can drag things out for a month. This month is your deadline. Do you understand? β
There was an instant pound of pressure on my shoulder, and my stomach ached. Liu Yiming looked at me calmly and said, "Are you afraid?" I nodded, and Liu Yiming said: "I have been carrying this kind of pressure for decades. I was speechless, so I took a deep breath and held back the cramps in my stomach.
"Don't stress too much. Even if the worst situation is for the two sides to confront each other, I want to see if Bai Ruilian's "Qingming Riverside Map" has a bit of quality, and he dares to argue with the Forbidden City. Liu Yiming knocked on the floor with his cane.
I hesitated again and again, lowered my voice and asked him a question that I had been puzzled for a long time, a question related to my confidence and future behavior: "Old man, you tell me the bottom, is the "Qingming Riverside Picture" in the Forbidden City true or false?" β
Liu Yiming looked at me, his eyebrows lowered, and said in a deep voice: "The rule of removing the false and retaining the true has never been neglected by our five veins. β
"I trust you." I say.
Liu Yiming smiled, and changed his words: "Xiao Xu, your Xu family is a gold and stone business, and you are still short of fire for calligraphy and painting identification." Your article questioning "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" seems sharp, but in fact there are many loopholes. β
"Since there are so many loopholes, why don't you stand up and clarify?" I muttered secretly, but didn't dare to show it. Liu Yiming obviously saw my thoughts, he raised his eyebrows, did not break it, but continued: "When you go out this time, you have to deal with calligraphy and painting Danqing. If you don't have some knowledge at the bottom, I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it. Alas, Chinese calligraphy and painting are broad and profound, and they cannot be explored in a lifetime. Now that time is limited, I will take out the knowledge related to "Qingming Riverside Map" and tell you some common sense of the story of Xuanhe and Song Huizong - it is better to hold Buddha feet temporarily than not to hold it. β
So in the corridor of the 301 inpatient department in the middle of the night, Liu Yiming sat on the bench and spoke eloquently. I knew it was a rare opportunity to listen carefully on my knees. He talked about the thin gold body of Song Huizong to the four-character absolute charge, and from the system of the Hanlin Painting Academy to the style of moving the brush. Liu Yiming has been immersed in this way for decades, what he has learned and known, he speaks in simple terms, and is clearly organized, and it is really a pleasure to listen to his teaching.
It's a pity that this class only lasted for an hour, and it wasn't over until the escort and nurse came over and forcibly sent Mr. Liu back to the ward. I didn't dare to let the old man stay outside for too long, so I bowed deeply before turning and leaving.
When I walked out of the building, I found Fang Zhen standing at the entrance of the inpatient department, leaning against the pillar, smoking a cigarette. I really don't know what this guy's usual schedule is, he is everywhere, and a day is almost forty hours a day for him. When he saw me come out, he looked a little surprised: "I thought you would jump out of the window." β
ββ¦β¦ You know I'm going to sneak away tonight? "I was shocked.
Fang Zhen didn't say anything, just lightly spit out a specially standardized smoke ring.
I didn't bother to ask him how he monitored me, and told him about the conversation with Old Man Liu. He extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the garbage can, rubbed his hands, and said I'll arrange it right away. I couldn't help but ask him, "Why don't you confirm whether my words are true or false?" Fang Zhen replied: "You can't fool me." Then he turned and walked away.
Fang Zhen's work efficiency is extremely high. Just one hour later, he drove a military jeep to the front of Gate 301. I got into the car and found a travel bag in the back of the car, which contained two sets of change of clothes, a set of toiletries, a point-and-shoot camera given to me by Miss Kinoshita, a notebook, and a white envelope with a lot of money bulging inside. There's a bottle of milk and sealed bread in my pocket - it's supposed to be my supper or breakfast, and this guy is too careful.
Fang Zhen handed me a blue document with several gilded italics written on the cover of the Eighth Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, with my photo pasted on it and a plane ticket.
Three hours later, there was a direct flight from Nanyuan Airport to Nanjing. This is your temporary work permit, which allows you to travel on military and rail flights for free. Don't lose it, take it back. He admonished.
I picked up my ID and leaned back in my seat to close my eyes. Fang Zhen put the steering wheel in his hand, did not squint, and did not talk to me. Nanyuan Military Airport is a suburb in the south of Beijing. Nancheng usually doesn't have many cars during the day, but at night, the roads are smoother. The jeep sped away, and it didn't take long to arrive.
The terminal building of Nanyuan Airport is very small, and the two-story building with a square head and square brain is very inconspicuous in the night. Next to it is the runway, and there are several black behemoths parked on it, all of which are blackly lit. The whole airport felt as if it was asleep. Fang Zhen drove the car straight to the gate in front of the terminal, and I picked up my travel bag and got out of the car. Fang Zhen poked his head out of the car window: "There are people waiting for you inside." β
I wondered in my heart, thinking to myself that in the middle of the night, who would run so far to Nanyuan Airport. And Old Man Liu told him to keep it secret, how could Fang Zhen dare to tell others? But I didn't ask much, asking Fang Zhen was tantamount to asking in vain.
"Be careful on the road." Fang Zhen was rarely concerned, probably he also understood the difficulty of my trip this time. Then he retracted his head, and the jeep was gone.
I carried my luggage and walked into the empty terminal. The departure hall here is very small, with only two lights on the ceiling, creating a small illuminated area, and the rest of the place is dark. I saw a man dressed in a Tang costume, sitting in the middle of a row of plastic chairs under the lamplight, sitting upright, like the big bronze bell on the bell tower.
"Old Man Huang?"
Sitting there was actually Huang Kewu, the head of the Huangzimen in the five veins, and Yanyan's grandfather. It's so late, and he still has the same vigor as a tiger, but there is a hint of tiredness between his eyebrows.
"Sit." He didn't look at me, but only spit out a word, which echoed in the terminal building like a sonorous stone. I stood obediently in front of him, not daring to breathe.
"For your grandfather's sake, I'll tear you down here!" This is Huang Kewu's second sentence. I knew that I was wrong, so I shrunk my neck and quickly admitted my mistake. Huang Kewu turned his head and glared at me with a pair of tiger eyes, as if he was going to eat me: "My granddaughter is trapped in Nanjing because of you, what are you going to do?" β
"Don't worry, when I go to Nanjing this time, I will definitely save Yanyan." I whispered my determination, not daring to pat my chest loudly, lest I make him feel frivolous.
"Just you?" Huang Kewu snorted coldly, "If I didn't want to go to Hong Kong, it wouldn't be your turn to take care of our Huang family's affairs." β
"You're going to Hong Kong?" I was taken by surprise. I thought he had come to Nanyuan to teach me a lesson, but it turned out that he was also catching a plane.
"Isn't it you, a fool who thinks you're clever?" Huang Kewu glared at me.
I nodded sheepishly. It seems that this great crisis of the five veins forced these old masters to go into battle in person. The Barylian Collection and the Barellaline Auction House are both in Hong Kong, and Liu Yiming is in the center of Beijing, and there must be a general who goes deep into the enemy camp to charge, except for Huang Kewu, who does not think about the second person.
"Hand out." Huang Kewu said.
I honestly stretched out my hand, Huang Kewu's right arm was raised slightly, and suddenly my right hand was grabbed. He is not young, but his hands are strong, like a vice. I didn't dare to break free, I suddenly felt that there was an extra thing in my hand, looked down, and found that it was an ancient coin with a square inside and a round outside, this money was very small, with a diameter of about two centimeters, extremely light, with a wide edge and a flat back, and a corner was missing in the upper right corner, rusty. I picked up the ancient coin with two fingers, and looked at it by the light, and when I saw the money clearly, I couldn't help but gasp.
This, this is the Great Qi Tongbao!
Ancient money is also known as ancient springs. Anyone who plays this knows that the collecting world has a saying that "50 famous treasures, 10th class treasure springs". It refers to fifty kinds of rare money, ten of which are extremely rare and are called treasure springs, including the Great Qi Tongbao.
This Great Qi Tongbao was cast by Li Sheng, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. At the beginning of Li Sheng's founding of the country, he was called Xu Zhihe, named the country as Daqi, and cast a batch of "Daqi Tongbao". The following year, he changed his name to Li Sheng, changed his country name to Nantang, and this batch of money was recovered and recast. Therefore, there are very few Great Qi Tongbao handed down, only two, one of which is missing a corner on the upper right, called "Missing Corner Daqi". "Missing Horn Daqi" was originally collected by a famous man named Dai Xi in the late Qing Dynasty, Dai Ji liked this money, when the Taiping army attacked Hangzhou, he buried this money deep in the ground, and committed suicide by throwing himself into the water. Later generations dug more than a dozen times in the Dai family's house, but they didn't dig it, and it became a big unsolved case in the spring world.
I never expected that the "Missing Corner Great Qi", which had haunted many Quanzang families since the end of the Qing Dynasty, actually fell into the hands of Huang Kewu.
In fact, there are only three or four existing physical objects, most of which have been lost. Therefore, not to mention how much money it can sell, just if the news of the present world spreads, it will definitely cause a major earthquake in the spring world - and this treasure, in this late night Nanyuan Airport, Huang Kewu put it in my hand so lightly.
"Take this, Dai Hexuan, a bastard, should like it." There was hatred in his voice, but there was no regret in the slightest.
Huang Kewu obviously didn't have much confidence in me, so he took out this "Great Qi Tongbao" treasured by the Huang family. For him, nothing is as important as the safety of his granddaughter. I clenched the money, said "um", and asked, "Who is this Dai Hexuan?" β
"This guy is a psychopath." Huang Kewu replied very dryly.
He told me that Dai Hexuan was the technical backbone of the Cultural Relics Bureau in the early days of liberation, and his real name was Dai Xiaoping, a young man, who did not have any level of appreciation, but was proficient in photography. The set of high-definition appraisal photos of "Qingming Riverside Picture" is from him. But this man has a problem, he can't control the thing in his crotch, and he messes around with flowers and grass. After several incidents, the leaders of the Cultural Relics Bureau had to transfer him back to his hometown in Nanjing. In a series of political turmoil later, Dai Hexuan has been quiet.
In the early days of reform and opening up, he turned into a master of Chinese studies, giving lectures everywhere about Feng Shui Zhou Yi Xuanxue Qigong, which was very popular. Later, Dai Hexuan claimed that he had verified a set of Dai's health skills from the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", which could not only prolong life, but even develop special functions of the human body, and suddenly became popular, as if he had become a qigong master again. Dai's Qigong disciples are innumerable, and they are very influential in the Jiangnan area, and they are all about to start a sect.
Huang Kewu was disdainful of Dai Hexuan's knowledge, this person's professionalism is not in the top 100 in the country, but this strength that can be tossed and flickered is absolutely first-class. Huang Kewu considered his influence and had some relationship with the five veins, so he sent Huang Yanyan to lobby him. Dai Hexuan nodded willingly, and the entire Nanjing and even Lianghuai were revitalized.
"Is this guy tough to deal with?" I asked. Recently, all kinds of qigong masters have been blown up in the newspapers, and I feel a little worried in my heart.
Huang Kewu "snorted" from his nostrils: "Bullshit qigong is all a deceptive thing, so it will fool the people." He practiced by himself and was so chattering that he was a madman. But Huang Kewu added, "When this guy is sober, his brain is shrewd." This big Qi Tongbao may not be able to impress him, you have to improvise. β
"Understood." I said, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Huang Lao, someone asked me to bring you something." β
"Who?"
"Do you know Mei Sulan?"
As soon as he heard this name, Huang Kewu's expression suddenly changed from majestic to annoyed. I told him about Chengji Village, and Huang Kewu didn't speak for a long time, looking ahead.
"She asked me to bring you something, which is a small water bowl with a landscape pattern on the top and four words on the bottom: Mei Su Lanxiang." I took it out of my bosom and handed it to him. Huang Kewu took it and put it in his pocket without looking at it, with a very cold attitude. I saw his reaction and was very curious: "What happened between you and her?" β
"Hmph, that's none of your business."
"It matters. A big reason why I fell for this is that I mistakenly believed Sister Su's lies. So if you can learn more from you, maybe there is a solution hidden inside. β
"No way, she's a liar."
"Did you meet in the Yushun Building competition in the Yushan Covenant?"
Huang Kewu's eyes looked at me sternly: "The covenant of Yu Shaanxi? How do you know? β
"Zhong Aihua told me about it."
I've always found it particularly strange. The covenant of Yu Shaanxi and the battle of Yu Shunlou have nothing to do with the plan of the old court, but Zhong Aihua has extraneous branches, so he has to tell me such an irrelevant story, whether there is any hidden intention in this, I have never figured it out.
Huang Kewu, as a participant in the battle of Yushunlou, has an inexplicable relationship with Sister Su. I'm sure he must know something.
"I swore that I could not tell the events of that day. Don't worry, those are old things before liberation, and they have nothing to do with the old court. There has been no entanglement between me and that Mei Sulan for a long time. Your mission is to get the smoke out, and don't worry about anything else! Huang Kewu blocked my words violently.
Since he is so resolute, I can't force him to ask. At this moment, someone came over to greet Huang Kewu to board the plane, he stood up, ready to go, halfway through, and suddenly looked back at me again.
I thought he was still worried, and patted my chest to express my determination: "Don't worry, no matter what the price, I will definitely save Yanyan." β
"At any cost?"
"Yes."
"What if it was for you to violate your principles, such as to fake or kill someone?" Huang Kewu narrowed his eyes. I was stunned, not knowing how to answer. Huang Kewu said, "When reality forces you to violate your principles, how should you deal with it?" This question was asked by Lao Liu to ask you, and you don't have to answer it now. But sooner or later, you have to face it, and you have to think it through as soon as possible. β
After Huang Kewu left with his hands behind his back, I fell into deep thought in the dark. This question has confused my mind. This is really a good question, it is not only about the safety of Yanyan, but also about the five veins and our Xu family themselves. What should I do if that hole card forces me to cheat or kill people? Slave? Or from the heart?
I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, and the entanglement in my heart was like a mess. Just over an hour later, a ground crew came to greet me for boarding. I quickly rubbed my face, put the messy thoughts aside, and walked to the plane.
This plane is much more comfortable than the military airline I took in Shaanxi before, with formal seats, and even a flight attendant. After I got on the plane, I adjusted the seat backwards, held the big Qi Tongbao in my hand, tilted my head, and fell asleep before I could take off. This night, I slept very strangely, I entered a dream with no substance, all around was a sticky gray, I don't know if I was suspended in mid-air or kept falling downward, my limbs had nowhere to focus, I could only paddle desperately like a baby drowning. I tried to cry out for help, but a lot of gray mist poured into my mouth, choking me and coughing.
I struggled for a long time in fear. Suddenly, I was awakened by a violent jolt, and I threw myself forward, until my nose hit the seat in the front row, and I realized that I was back in reality. The sun was shining outside the porthole, and the plane had landed. I looked down and saw that the coin was wet in my hand, almost soaked with sweat.
That's when I remembered it. The Southern Tang Dynasty opened the country and set the capital in Nanjing. This big Qi Tongbao was cast in Nanjing.
Now I'm bringing it back to my ancestral roots.
Nanjing is called "Guandu" in the antique industry, which means "Guandu". This is the place where the north and the south meet, and it is the ancient capital of the six dynasties, with a long history, and there are not a few cultural relics and historic sites. In the past, the antique industry has always been focused on the north, believing that Beijing is orthodox, Zhengzhou and Xi'an are the two big eyes, constituting the three-star activity in the north. And south of the Yangtze River, only Nanjing and Chengdu can be compared, and they are the two capitals of southern antiques - as for Shanghai, it is only a market for sales, and it is not ranked.
And there is also a strange place in Nanjing, the playthings raised here have a special luster, whether it is panyu or pot, it is much warmer than the north. The researchers said that this was caused by special climatic conditions, but the people in the antique shop said that it was the king of purple gold. Generally speaking, it is said that the golden jade and purple pots are raised in Nanjing, and the value is much higher than the ordinary ones.
I was at the Nanjing airport, and I first called Yao Tian from the detention center. He wasn't surprised that I was arriving so soon. I told him that the money had been brought, and Yao Tian's attitude immediately became much more enthusiastic, telling me that Yanyan was still in detention and asked me to go to the vicinity of the detention center to find him in the afternoon. Yao Tian also said that now that he is about to enter the process, if he wants her to be safe and sound, he can only persuade Dai Hexuan to withdraw the lawsuit.
I put down the phone, found a car and went straight to the Xiaguan Detention Center. As a result, when they got there, they took a lunch break and the big iron gate was closed. I had no choice but to wander around the neighborhood first. As I walked, I saw a small park on the side of the road, and the open space in it was full of people and music. I leaned over to see that most of the people in this group were uncles and aunts in their forties, standing in a phalanx there, their hands shaking and their movements in unison. A woman in her forties wearing a blue tracksuit stood in front of the queue to lead the exercise, and her body was particularly toned. Next to her, a male voice in a dual-card tape recorder was constantly giving instructions, what Yufeng nodded, what was guarding the dantian, the group of people made various movements according to their words, looking funny and weird.
On the small tree behind the tape recorder hung a banner with white characters on a red background, which read "Dai's Yellow Emperor's Internal Strength Fellow Class".
It turned out that what they were practicing was Dai's Qigong. I stopped and looked at it for a while, and I didn't see anything wonderful about this exercise, but these good men and women are all very pious, which shows that Dai Hexuan's influence is really not small. I thought to myself, why don't I talk to these qigong practitioners first, get to know this guy more, know myself and my opponent, and be invincible in a hundred battles.
I was about to walk forward, when suddenly a hand behind my back put on my shoulder: "Make a wish, you wait." "I heard the sound a little familiar, and when I looked back, all the blood in my body suddenly froze.
Yao Otherwise, he stood behind me, looking at me with a smile, still with a look on his face.
I didn't say a word, I punched and struck, just like I had done countless times in my dreams. Yao Otherwise seemed to anticipate my reaction, and kept nagging while dodging: "Dude, you're too rude, just do it without saying a word...... Hey, slow down! β
Whatever he says, I don't pay attention. The only reaction I saw of this traitor was to beat him up and send him to the public security organs.
Our scuffle was quickly discovered by the nearby patrol. The police came over and shouted and asked what was wrong, or else they put their arms around my neck and said it was okay, and we were having fun. I yelled at the police: "Comrade policeman, catch him, he is a murderer on the run!" Otherwise, the medicine reacted very quickly, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I am a murderer, he is a plainclothes policeman, this is not a strict crackdown, I will let him be arrested." β
During that time, "Plainclothes Police" was still being rerun, and many young people were vying to follow suit. The policeman looked around us, frowned and said don't mess around in public, then turned and left. I have to shout again, or else I will say in my ear: "If you want to save Huang Yanyan, be honest with me!" β
As soon as I heard this, I froze. Yao Otherwise, he was triumphant: "Let's go, I'll invite you to lunch, let's talk slowly." "Judging by what he meant, he seemed to have no shame at all about betraying me. But since he mentioned Yanyan, I can only listen to what he has to say first. So I kept my face calm and followed him, desperately trying to resist the urge to pounce on him and stab him to death.
We walked through the small park one after the other and into a narrow alley. At the end of the alley is another road, and around the bend, is a small shop selling duck blood soup. The small shop is not good-looking, but the faΓ§ade is very tidy. Yao Else made an inviting gesture at me, and then got into it himself.
It's just a meal, but there's no one in the shop. The boss lay on the counter, and when he saw that the medicine was coming in, he got up and put away the signboard outside, closed the door, and turned into the back kitchen. I felt a shock in my heart, it seems that this is a den of medicine. Although this is a restaurant, there must be a kitchen in the hotel, and there are countless meat cleavers, boning knives, kitchen knives, and wood knives in the kitchen.
I sat at the table with a blushing face, silent. Otherwise, he looked at me happily and said that the two of us haven't seen each other for a long time, and the business of Si Regret Zhai has been good recently, I didn't say a word, but I wanted to see what medicine he sold in his gourd.
Otherwise, the boss lifted the curtain and brought two bowls of steaming duck blood vermicelli soup. Otherwise, he took a sip and praised it, saying Do you know, in the ancient capital of Nanjing, only the duck blood vermicelli soup here is the most authentic, and urged me to taste it. I picked up the bowl and threw it directly on the ground, and with a "bang", I dropped duck blood and porcelain pieces on the ground. Otherwise, he snorted, frowned, and said that Lao Xu is too wasteful of things, and there are not many places to drink authentic tastes these days.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go." I said coldly. The Count of Monte Cristo doesn't eat from his enemies, and I don't want to waste time here with him.
"Oh, you're such an impatient, I won't finish a bowl of soup." Otherwise, he shook his head regretfully and put down his chopsticks, "I came this time to ask you for help." β
I raised my eyebrows: "You know that you have committed many crimes, and you plan to turn yourself in?" Yao Ran smiled bitterly and spread out his hand: "Ouch, ouch, this is really a big misunderstanding." I'm doing well outside, and I don't want to gnaw on my head just yet. He pointed at me, "Forget it, I'm stupid, let him tell you directly." β
"Who?"
Otherwise, the medicine didn't say anything, but then my eldest brother suddenly rang out. As soon as I picked it up, an old and tired voice came from the microphone, which has been deeply imprinted in my mind and lingered.
Old Chaofeng: "Make a wish, hello." β
I held the microphone and didn't know what to say. For a moment, I wanted to crawl down the microphone and pull him out. The old Chaofeng said again: "You and the five veins have been a little bad lately. β
I snorted, not wanting to take his words. Lao Chaofeng smiled: "I've read all the public reports, and I can probably sketch an appearance." You kid still has a brain, but this stubborn character who can't get back from eight cows is exactly the same as your grandfather. This kind of temperament, if someone is called the pulse, it is easy to suffer a big loss. Lao Chaofeng's laughter was dry, and he seemed to be lacking in qi, but the mockery in his laughter was very clear.
"Are you here to humiliate me?" I asked rhetorically.
The old courteer replied calmly, "Sure? No, I just wanted to tell you that this matter has nothing to do with me. β
"What?" I didn't keep up with his train of thought.
"I said this trap, it has nothing to do with me."
"Don't talk nonsense!" I yelled and almost threw Big Brother down. This incident was caused by him at all, and now he is still picking up cheap and selling well, how ridiculous! How ridiculous! Lao Chaofeng's voice was still flat: "The person who harmed you this time is not me." I, like you, am a victim. β
I laughed angrily and said into the microphone, "What kind of new trick are you playing here?" β
"A simple fact." The old courtier was not in a hurry.
"Okay, I'll ask you! Did you sell the fakes to the big-eyed thieves? β
"Yes."
"The trick of Yan Shanchuan's address, isn't it your design?"
"Yes."
"Xinzheng Tuliang Arts and Crafts Company, Zhenyuan Transportation and Chengji Village's counterfeiting workshop, is it your industry?"
"Yes."
"Sister Su, are you detained in the village?"
"Yes."
"Then you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you?"
The old courtier sighed loudly: "Hey, think about it carefully. The five veins have been completely disgraced, why shouldn't I? I have been operating the industry in Chengji Village for many years, and Mei Sulan is also a big hand that I finally invited. This time it was suddenly exposed by the police and smashed it all. And the police are following the vine, and many people on this line have been arrested, and I have also suffered a heavy loss. β
I listened to what he said, and I was completely confused. What the hell is the old courtier talking about? Chengji Village is obviously his bureau to pit me, why does he spit out bitterness with me here? Seeing that I was silent, Lao Chaofeng further explained: "Let's put it briefly and directly, there is someone else behind the scenes of this incident. Their goal is not only the five veins, but also me. β
The old courtiers are like this, and I have a little bit of a reminiscence.
It's no wonder that I've been vaguely aware of the subtle incongruity of the whole plan, but I haven't thought it through. In retrospect, this sense of incongruity is due to my preconceived belief that Lao Chaofeng is the mastermind behind this bureau, and Chengji Village is an abandoned son thrown out by Lao Chaofeng. But if the whole conspiracy is really not presided over by the old court, but by a third party, then many doubts will be solved.
This "third party" sent Zhong Aihua to guide me to break the old court's industry in Zhengzhou, and through some means, Sister Su told a key lie. Ninety percent of what Sister Su said was true, and she lied in one place, that is, she pointed out that the appraiser of "Qingming Shanghe Tu" was Lao Chaofeng. As a result, I am convinced that they will unleash the flaws in "Qingming Shanghe Tu", and then they will launch the public opinion that has been laid down in advance, not only squeezing the five veins into a desperate situation, but also hurting the muscles and bones of the old court.
"From beginning to end, people only used one Zhong Aihua to ask Mei Sulan to tell a lie. One person, in one sentence, just four or two thousand pounds, made Wumai and me jump. This method is really clever, and the layout has been perfected. The old court Feng sighed in admiration.
"Who would do such a thing?" I had to hold back my anger and ask my lifelong enemy.
"You can't see that? Whoever gains the most is the most suspicious. The old courtier's voice was hoarse, like a decaying old fox.
"Barellans?"
"Not bad."
I frowned: "They want to use this to hype up the real copy of "Qingming Riverside Picture", so that they can auction it for a sky-high price?" β
Lao Chaofeng let out a deafening laugh in the microphone: "You kid, should I say that you are confused or shrewd?" The crossbow of a thousand jun is not for the mole to start, and Bai Ruilian's business is so big, will it care about the millions of profits? β
Annoyed, I retorted, "Then what do you say, what is their purpose?" β
He smiled on the microphone, and he couldn't say anything: "What did the chief designer say?" In reform and opening up, since we want to open up, we must boldly introduce foreign capital and competition. The big auction houses, led by Barellaline, have been seeking to enter the Chinese mainland market. Who is in the most of their way? β
"Could it be ......" I was shocked.
"There is nothing deeper than cutting off people's financial resources. Liu Yiming engaged in a local auction house, intending to control the domestic antique trading market, which naturally became a thorn in the side of people who must get rid of it quickly. β
Only the wicked understand the wicked, and Lao Chaofeng really saw more deeply than me and Professor Zheng. I really didn't expect that the game on my body was so profound, like an onion, layered on top of each other, peeling back several layers, to see the core motive.
What they are plotting is not the original copy of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", but the entire Chinese market. When I saw all this, I realized how important and small a chess piece I was in this chess game.
I suspect that Liu Yiming has also seen through this layer of cause and effect, but he was afraid that the matter would be too big for me to bear the pressure, so he didn't say it explicitly.
This is indeed big enough, foreign forces and several big auction houses are all behemoths, and they are thicker than our waist when they pull out a single hair. Only they have the ability to do such a thing. Although there are not many people who carry out this trap that harms the five veins, the intelligence support behind it is massive. My information, the intelligence of the five veins, the intelligence of the old court, the identification details of the "Qingming Riverside Map" back then, and the secret of Sister Su's detention, this large pile of information, whether bright or covert, must be collected in advance in order to have enough imagination to put together such a plan. How powerful does this have to be?
Lao Chaofeng continued: "As long as the five veins are destroyed, China's local auction houses will not be able to form a climate; If I am defeated, they will also control the underground counterfeit trade in China. At that time, the yin and yang will all change color, and the antique world, a mountain of gold and silver, will become their back garden and colony. β
The words of the old courtier made me feel cold, he was not alarmist.
"I'm a little surprised that you would say such a thing." I sarcastically said, "Since there is a lot of crisis, let's say, what are you calling me now?" β
"These overseas auction houses have a lot of money and a leaky layout, and they can't be shaken by the power of the five veins or me. The only person who breaks the game in this plan is you. Liu Yiming must have seen it, that's why he sent you to Nanjing. I'll ask Xiaoyao to come over and help you find a way to turn the situation back this time. β
I sneered, "If I'm not mistaken, you're trying to make me fight for you, your sworn enemy?" β
Lao Chaofeng didn't move at all: "Now everyone's chestnuts are resting in the fire." You can sit back and watch me collapse, but you can't sit back and watch the five veins close, right? After so many years of old shop, it finally closed down because of you, Xu Yicheng has a spirit in the sky, and he has to scold you to the blood. β
"You still have the face to mention my grandfather's name!" I was furious.
"Don't be angry, think about whether what I said is right or not, the five veins are high, and some folk sufferings are unknown. Those of us who make fakes, the ways and resources are not what you can imagine. Isn't it good that we just learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses and take what we need? β
I barely managed to contain my anger, and I had to admit that I couldn't contradict him. Now that Bai Ruilian is about to enter the Chinese mainland, the five veins and the old dynasty have formed a community of interests under the influence of external forces, and one has lost and one has prospered.
"I won't join forces with the enemies of the Xu family." I hesitated, but I rejected his offer.
The old court said: "You kid, you are too stubborn. Is the hatred between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party deep? The Japanese came in and joined forces to fight the war. You ruined the overall situation for the sake of your own selfish grudges, and this is not the work of a wise man. β
This old thing makes me feel like I'm a sinner! But I was unmoved. An enemy is an enemy, and if I temporarily join forces with him for the sake of profit today, does that mean that tomorrow I can put this hatred behind for the sake of more interests?
Lao Chaofeng saw through my thoughts: "I know you can't pass this level in your heart, it's okay, I'll give you a reason." If you are famous, you will be able to give an account to yourself with peace of mind. β
"What?"
"If this matter is completely resolved, I will show up to meet you."
My heart skipped a beat, but my brain remained clear: "Would you be so kind?" β
"Hehe, I'm over 90 years old this year, I'm already in my old age, what else can't I see?" Lao Chaofeng smiled heartily.
I closed my eyes, feeling torn inside. Lao Chaofeng seems to have thought everything through carefully, his proposal is beneficial to me and harmless, not only can I break the situation as soon as possible to save the five veins, but also settle the grievances between Lao Chaofeng and the Xu family at one time, I really have no reason to refuse. But if he is as cunning as an old courtier, he will suddenly become a living Lei Feng? I categorically disbelieve it. The smoother the road, the more likely it is that there are traps inside. I've already suffered a big loss once and don't want to eat a second time.
"Get the smoke out, and I'll think about cooperation again, otherwise everything will not be discussed." I say.
"Good. For specific things, you go and discuss with Xiaoyao, and he can mobilize my resources with full authority. Remember, you can't do anything to him until it's done. β
I glanced at the medicine or not, and reluctantly agreed.
"You swear in the name of Xu Yicheng." The old courtier didn't seem to be at ease.
I gritted my teeth and made an oath. Lao Chaofeng laughed: "If others swear, I should fart." Your Xu family is all honest people, I can trust it. β
The other party hung up the phone. I laid Big Brother on the table and let out a long breath, the knot in my chest still unresolved. Yao Ran knocked on the table with a grin: "Make it clear, you won't hit me, right?" I stood up and stiffened my way out. Otherwise, he got up and grabbed my arm: "Huh? Didn't you just say it? β
"Didn't you hear? Go and get the smoke out first, otherwise don't talk about it. β
"Oh, I didn't see that the relationship between the two of you has gotten so good, when are you going to get married?" Otherwise, he stretched out his two index fingers and lewdly paired, "You live alone and no one cares about you, you must have never missed that, right?" β
I grabbed him by the collar and said word by word: "I promised not to move you, but I didn't promise to reconcile with you." You'd better keep that in mind. β
"Okay, okay, I know, why are you staring at such big eyes?" Otherwise, he spread his hands helplessly.
We went out one after the other. Otherwise, Yao didn't dare to walk side by side with me, so he followed behind and said: "If you want to save Yanyan, it's simple to say, and it's not simple to say it's not simple." This has to fall on Dai Hexuan. If he agrees to withdraw the lawsuit, everything will be easy to say; He insisted on prosecuting, and with his influence in Nanjing, it was useless for us to go to the police to intercede. β
"Huang Kewu asked me to bring a Great Qi Tongbao." I say.
Yao Otherwise whistled: "It's so generous, I just don't know if that guy eats this set." β
"Since Huang Kewu asked me to bring this, there must be his intentions." I kept my eyes straight ahead and didn't look at him, as if I was talking to the air.
When we returned to Jiexin Park, the people who practiced the exercises had dispersed, and I called Yao Tian. It didn't take long for a young man to come over, and in order to avoid attention, he took off his police uniform and came over wearing only a white shirt.
As soon as Yao Tian connected with us, he stretched out two fingers and rubbed them a few times. I took out a few tickets from my arms and gave them to him, he nodded impatiently, frowning and thinking that the money was too small, how could it be tripled, I said that you are asking for a sky-high price. Yao Tian pursed his lips with a look of disdain: "You want to fish for women, do you still care about this money?" I took out another stack of money and threw it at him. Yao Tian took the money and grinned: "Okay, the cost of ventilation and reporting is even two clear." How much money are you going to pay to meet her next? β
"You ......," I fumed. I've seen a lot of money-hungry people, but even in libraries, they keep their word. This Yao Tian just accepted the money and reversed himself, which is too shameless.
"I said, young man, isn't it immoral to do this?" Otherwise, he spoke on the side, and patted Yao Tian on the shoulder. The latter shook his head nonchalantly: "Morality? How much is morality worth? If you want to meet people, you can only rely on me, and I have the final say on pricing. This is called the right not to use, and it is invalid when it expires. β
Otherwise, the medicine was still smiling, and said a few words in his ear. Yao Tian's face changed suddenly, his eyes rolled quickly, and he said to me that I believe in your sincerity, and you can pay me afterwards.
On the way to the detention center, I quietly asked what Yao Ran said, and Yao Else laughed: "The old dynasty once taught my buddies a sentence, it is better to make merit than to make it, this is what Li Jing said in the past, do you know what it means?" - Let people work for you obediently, and it is better to grasp his handle than to read his merits. This kind of person who is particularly greedy for money has very little guts. I said that there was someone in my Dao, and if he couldn't do this, his family would suffer, and then let him look at the gun in my arms and let him watch it. β
"You still have a gun?" My eyes widened.
"Shhhh Dude, you're no better than you, you're a wanted man now, so you have to be ready at all times. Speaking of this, his face narrowed, and his tone revealed a hint of gloom and exhaustion. I looked at his face and found that after not seeing him for so long, this kid had a lot of vicissitudes than before, and the habits of the rich children had been worn into old fashion. I can't help but wonder what kind of charm that old courtier has that can make Yao Otherwise, he willingly betray his family and a comfortable life to die for him.
Otherwise, the medicine quickly adjusted back to a hippie smile: "Don't be nervous, this shot hasn't been fired yet." My buddy has always advocated convincing people with virtue, and this thing is used to scare people. β
I turned my face away from him.
We arrived at the detention center. Yao Tian asked us to wait at the door, he went into the office for a while, put on his uniform and came out to tell us that he had filled out the form for us and could go to meet Huang Yanyan, but not too long.