This is a hard-working girl, at a young age, her parents have died and become an orphan, if it weren't for Liu Dongming's care for so many years, Xiaoqing would probably have been reduced to the streets and wandered around. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"God, have you seen it, this Liu Dongming is not simple, it actually hides the unique Jinyi Wei token of the Ming Dynasty royal family, according to the lines on it, it should belong to the most mysterious guard in the Jinyi Guard." Song Jingtong pointed to a quaint token in the room.

Liu Dongming's collection is large, most of which are broken clay pots, that is, items that are displayed outside the ground, in contrast. The collection in his house has gone up a notch, Tang Sancai, Wuxi clay figurines, all kinds of calligraphy, landscape paintings, and some items from the Qing court, and what really surprised me was that his collection actually had the token of Jinyiwei.

"Why is the little brother also interested in my token?" Surprisingly, Liu Dongming spoke first, and I was a little overwhelmed, and my impression of him was still in the previous state of stuffy gourd.

Song Jingtong took the lead in responding, "Please also ask Mr. Liu to tell me about the origin of this token, as far as I know, although the Ming Dynasty died, there is a brocade guard dormant, hidden, even if the brocade guard, the east factory, the west factory in the master of many masters, but also each has a different identity of the token, but this token from the brocade of the founding, to disappear in the long river of history, there is only one, we call it the imperial order, and the people who master it, from ancient times to the present, there are only eighteen people, if I guess right, this token should not be yours." ”

Liu Dongming was stunned for a moment, a smile welled up at the corner of his mouth, he did not deny Song Jingtong's words, "You are right, you are not right, this thing is mine, it is not mine, it is something that a friend pressed on me." He explained, turning his gaze to me.

"I think this person should be my father!" I have already guessed that Liu Dongming should be an old acquaintance with my father, although he is not as old as Chuang Ye, but he has the wisdom that Chuang Ye does not have, and he has insight into things.

"You're right, this thing is indeed your father Zhu Xiaotian's thing, but I didn't get it from him, but from Xiaoqing's father, this is a promise, Xiaoqing's father's death also has something to do with your father." He opened his mouth lightly and told a story from the past.

It turned out that as early as 20 years ago, when I was not born, on the Northeast Linhai Snow Plain, my father fell into the grass, and it was during this time that he met Xiaoqing's father Meng Fan, who was also from Shandong.

The good times did not last long, because of the weather, coupled with the lack of food and clothing on the mountain, the team that the two people finally pulled up, in several battles with the Japanese devils, more than half of the casualties, almost at the same time General Yang Jingyu of the anti-Japanese coalition army, was surrounded and suppressed by the Japanese devils, died heroically, and died a martyr.

In order to snatch back the body of General Yang Jingyu from the Japanese army, my father and Meng Fan organized the robbery together, but the Japanese devils were heavily defended, and the two had to give up.

Liu Dongming told me this, although there are some discrepancies with what Chuang Ye said before, but in general it is still very similar, I guess that my father absconded thousands of miles back then, and behind the destruction of the cottage, it is definitely related to the so-called fate.

"What happened then?" I asked eagerly, and Liu Dongming shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention what happened next.

"There are some things in heaven, when the time is ripe, I will naturally tell you, there is something I want to tell you, your father Zhu Xiaotian once found me in Anxi, explained a few things, let me tell you one of them, he hopes that you will grow up slowly, not overnight, he doesn't want you to get involved, he wants you to live an ordinary life, don't have to carry such a heavy burden."

Chuang Ye patted me on the shoulder, and it was only then that I realized that my father had actually been secretly probing for my news. I'm afraid something will happen to me.

"Your father has already helped you resist a lot, the rest of the way is all up to you, in addition, through your father, I really know what the lost goods of Ma Dongzi are, but I can't tell you now, you just need to know a little, that batch of goods is extraordinary, once it is in the world, it will inevitably cause panic, far more shocking than the blood killing Gu butterfly, the black dragon! It's a secret about immortality! "Chuang Ye confided a lot to me, indeed! There are some things I have the right to know.

"The lost treasure that my grandfather asked me to find won't be the lost goods of Ma Dongzi." I was amazed that I had been fulfilling the mission that my grandfather had put me on my shoulders.

"Yes, the stakes are high. The world's Treasure Hoarders are searching for it, and that's all I can tell you. After knowing this, I was full of vitality when I thought the future was bleak.

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The night in Beijing was noisy, and under the leadership of Liu Dongming, our group saw the world-famous Tiananmen Square, as well as the portrait of the great people's leader Chairman Mao, and saw the Monument to the People's Heroes...

Beijing, this ancient city, contains the cultural charm, disturbed the whole country, after browsing these attractions, Liu Dongming left first, I think he should go to the Japanese embassy in China, after all, the appearance of the string of virtual copper bells, brought him great shock.

"The capital is different, this place is good, much better than the Fulong Lake where my grandfather stays!" In just a few days, the sea has been deeply influenced by Beijing dialect, how to speak Beijing dialect is also an official accent, serious Mandarin.

"God give you a look there, there are planes taking off and landing so late, Beijing City is really good!" Song Jingtong pointed to the plane flying in the sky and said excitedly.

Yes, after being suppressed for so long, everyone's hidden nature is naturally revealed, there are no dark coffins, no rotten zongzi, no black tombs, everything is so peaceful, this feeling is really good.

Beijing at night, magnificent, beautiful, I don't know what other words can describe the beauty of this city, just a few days, I have been a little reluctant to leave the city of Beijing.

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At the same time, in front of the Japanese Embassy in Beijing, a taxi slowly stabilized, and a middle-aged man slowly stepped out of the car, paid the fare, and walked straight into the Japanese Embassy.

"Mr. Liu, I've been waiting for a long time, please!" Genjiro greeted him with a smile, and this middle-aged man was none other than Liu Dongming, who had just left.