Chapter 23: Confucian Blood

"This sword jade pendant should be made in the late period of Emperor Jing of the Western Han Dynasty and the early period of Emperor Wu, although it is not a prominent thing, but it also has an extraordinary origin."

"Grandpa, isn't it a jade pendant, how do you say it's a jade pendant?"

Bai Wenbin couldn't help but interrupt.

Bai Qingfeng had an expression of hatred that iron could not become steel.

"In the future, don't go out to hang out with your group of fox friends and dog friends, calm down and learn more about antique appreciation."

"Appreciating antiques not only improves people's quality, but also broadens their horizons."

"Oh, I see."

Bai Wenbin lowered his head and secretly shouted bad luck.

Every word he said would provoke his grandfather's reprimand.

Clearing his throat, Bai Qingfeng said, "If Boss Xiao doesn't mind, the old man will tell me about its origin?"

"Please."

Xiao Feng stretched out his hand.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to see how high Bai Qingfeng's attainments in antiques were.

In appearance, this piece of jade looks very much like a jade pendant, just a lot of similarity.

The real name is Kendama Pendant.

It is an ornament that hangs on a sword.

With Bai Qingfeng's in-depth explanation, many citizens came over to watch the excitement.

Bai Qingfeng didn't care, and continued: "Generally speaking, people who are used to hanging jade on their swords mostly existed in the Han and Han dynasties. ”

As soon as Bai Qingfeng finished speaking, Xiao Feng added that there were two groups in the Han Dynasty that were different from any of the later dynasties. ”

"One group is the rangers, and the other is the Confucians."

"Not bad"

Bai Qingfeng followed and said: "The ancients said that Confucianism is used to mess with the law, and chivalry is used to violate the law. ”

"This chivalry refers to the rangers of the Han Dynasty, and the text refers to their Confucian scholars"

Xiao Feng and Bai Qingfeng, the old and the young, seem to be singing double reeds.

After one side finishes speaking, the other person will supplement with the previous one.

Han Confucianism is different from the Confucianism of any dynasty.

It's definitely not a nerd who can't pick his shoulders, can't carry his hands, and can only read.

The Confucian scholars of the Han Dynasty were quite a strong group of people.

This group of people can not only put pen to paper to calm the world, but also go on the horse to determine the future.

The army of the Han Dynasty went on an expedition, and in the ranks, you must be able to see the figure of the Confucian scholar with a sword.

There are clouds in the Book of Poetry, and the gentleman is like jade.

Scholars of the Han Dynasty were very fond of hanging jade pendants on their swords.

Speaking of the back, Bai Qingfeng asked his subordinates to bring a small flashlight.

Shine a flashlight beam on this piece of jade.

The white and flawless interior of the jade reveals a sparkling red.

"The owner of this jade pendant must have taken it to the battlefield, and when he fought with the enemy, it was either the blood of the enemy or his own blood, which was soaked in this piece of jade."

"Two thousand years have passed, and the blood has invaded deeply, and you need to use tools to help you find the Confucian blood here."

"Wow! I didn't expect this piece of jade to have such a story of ups and downs. ”

Sun Wanwan applauded on the spot.

led the onlookers to applaud together.

Killing the enemy's sword, Confucian blood, created the extraordinary origin of this piece of jade.

For the first time, Sun Wanwan felt that antique appreciation is not only a craft, but also a culture.

Behind every antique, there may be a story of ups and downs and a gripping story.

After speaking, Bai Wenbin reluctantly returned the jade pendant to Xiao Feng.

"Boss Xiao, the old man has a reluctant request, I implore you to agree."

"Mr. Bai, I'm sorry, I have another role for these things, I'm afraid I can't cut my love."

In a conversation between intelligent people, they often say the beginning, and the latter can understand the whole meaning.

"It seems that the old man is destined to have no part."

"That's it, the treasure is destined to be a person, and it is also its fate that this thing can get to Boss Xiao."

Bai Qingfeng sighed for a long time, and then took out a business card and handed it to Xiao Feng.

If Xiao Feng wants to sell this jade one day, he must call him.

No matter how much Xiao Feng offered, Bai Qingfeng would buy it.

Immediately, Bai Qingfeng angrily called his grandson Bai Wenbin, turned around and left here.

The grandchildren of the Bai family left, and the onlookers also dispersed.

"I didn't expect Grandpa Bai to be so easy to speak, I didn't have to bother so much."

Sun Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but rejoice.

"What you see with your eyes may not be true."

Xiao Feng's context is profound.

looked at the direction in which the grandfather and grandson disappeared.

"What do you mean by that?"

Sun Wanwan asked.

"Just talk about it."

is still the same sentence, even if some things are said, Sun Wanwan may not be able to understand them.

Not only can it not be understood, but it will even be self-defeating.

Human energy is limited, and few people can do it at the same time.

On the contrary, Bai Qingfeng did it.

Not only is it dual-purpose, but even three-hearted.

While running the company and raising his grandson, his attainments in antique appraisal are only slightly inferior to Xiao Feng.

Bai Qingfeng has no heavenly eyes, but he can have contacts with Xiao Feng.

That's something to ponder.

The next morning, Sun Wanwan changed into a brand-new dress and wore sandals on her feet.

The whole person looks very innocent.

It's like a sister next door.

As for Xiao Feng, he is still dressed casually.

I can't tell that I want to attend the birthday banquet of a wealthy family.

"You know that today is my grandfather's birthday banquet, why don't you change into a better set of clothes?"

When she got to the taxi, Sun Wanwan didn't stop complaining.

Xiao Feng was dressed too casually.

Fang Yunhai didn't care, the guests attending the birthday banquet would definitely point fingers.

Xiao Feng said indifferently: "If I'm not satisfied, I'll get off now?" ”

"You're always like that! It's really boring to say that you turn your face in two sentences. ”

Sun Wanwan said aggrievedly: "I'm also thinking about you, and you don't know that most people in high society are that kind of snobbery." ”

Xiao Feng asked rhetorically, "So what?" I don't need to ask them for anything, why should I get their favor? ”

"I can't talk about you, don't say it, it's not me who will lose face anyway."

When she arrived at Fang's house, Sun Wanwan heard that Fang Yunhai had contracted a cold a few days ago.

Sun Wanwan immediately shook off Xiao Feng and hurriedly went to the bedroom to visit her grandfather.

The environment is elegant, surrounded by a large number of flowers and plants, and there is an artificial lake in front of it.

Next to it is a gazebo.

Xiao Feng just went there to rest.

Walk towards the gazebo, sit on a chair inside, and leisurely look at the scenery around you.

I have to say that Fang Yunhai really enjoys life.

The yard is built like a park.

Unlike other rich people, they can't wait to build their homes into palaces.

Luxury, but not knowing that true luxury is a return to the basics.

"Waiter, a few of us are thirsty, you go and get us three cold drinks."

Three young men of different sizes came to the outside of the gazebo.

One of them, a tall and thin young man, ordered Xiao Feng to fetch them a drink in a commanding tone.

By the way, grab a few more wet towels and wipe their sweat.

It was too hot today, and a few people got out of the car, and after walking only a few dozen steps, they were already sweating profusely.

When I saw the gazebo, I thought about coming in to shade the sun and escape the heat.