Shengshibaojian

Yanjing Huahai Cemetery at the same time.

A thin girl knelt in front of one of the inconspicuous stone tablets. On the stone tablet was a photo of a middle-aged man. The man had an honest face and a simple smile on his mouth.

Zhang Xiujuan didn't go to today's Wendou Doubao. She knelt at the place where her father fell asleep and cried in front of the stone tablet.

"Father! How did you die? What did you go through in Yanjing back then! Where did my mother go! Why did our Zhang family's paintings end up in other people's hands? Daddy, please tell me!"

"I know! I know it must be the fault of the Mao family! They must have stolen our paintings! They must have harmed you! Father, don't worry, Xiujuan will avenge you! Wenjuan will not hesitate even if her body is broken !"

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"girl……"

A heavy voice came from behind, and a middle-aged man in a blue Chinese tunic appeared behind Wenjuan.

The middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was wearing Zhou Zheng, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands: "Get up, girl, Zhang Wenshan is alive and I don't want to see you like this!"

"Who are you? What are you?"

Wenjuan asked in a deep voice with tears in her eyes.

"I am your guide, showing you the way ahead."

"What do you mean? Do you know my parents? Do you know about my parents? How did you say my father died? What happened back then!"

The middle-aged man said tactfully: "I don't know what happened back then, I can only tell you that there are two paths ahead of you, one is to find revenge on the person who killed your father back then, risk your life for revenge, The other one is to return to your original life, and I can still take you to meet someone."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wu Lisheng! I am the dean of Yanjiao Hongmei Nursing Home. I was entrusted by a friend to show you a clear path. The path of revenge will never end in sight. Not only will you not be able to report Enmity, it will take my young life, and even implicate many people, such as Shen Qiu from Xuanbaozhai, Zuo Xiaoqing, Pao Ye and the others..."

"It doesn't matter if I take this life, no matter how strong the opponent is, as long as I, Zhang Xiujuan, have breath, I will never let those people have a better life! They killed my parents! I want them to pay back in blood!"

"Girl, don't you wonder who I'm taking you to meet?"

"I don't want to see anyone! I want revenge! Tell me who killed my parents! Who is it!"

Zhang Xiujuan grabbed Wu Lisheng clearly and excitedly, the flame of revenge was already burning wildly in her body.

"Girl, turn around and look over there, see who I brought you..."

Zhang Xiujuan followed the direction of his fingers, and she saw an elderly woman leaning on a cane. The woman's hair was gray, her cheeks were covered with wrinkles like knife-cuts, and she had a kind and long-lost smile on her face.

"mother!"

Isn't that the mother?

Zhang Xiujuan trembled all over, and her body couldn't help trembling. She hadn't seen her for so many years, and her mother's face was gone, but that smiling face was still preserved in her heart.

"Girl, your mother's body has always been very strong. Some things are in the past. The road ahead is not easy. Of course, the wicked will be tortured by others, but he is a mountain that you will never be able to overcome. Go back! Take your mother's fallen leaves back to the roots , let her enjoy her old age in peace!"

Zhang Xiujuan cried, and the crystal clear tears couldn't stop dripping down: "Boss Mao! It's Boss Mao from the Mao family, right?"

Wu Lisheng didn't answer, it was a tacit consent: "In Yanjing City, that person is a devil, no one can contend with him, so many heroes in Yanjing City have been defeated by him, let alone you, a little girl? Do you remember?" , Shen Qiu can't beat the Mao family! No one can wrestle with the Mao family! No one!"

"He is a well-known devil. Throughout Yanjing City, few people have seen his true face in Lushan, because no one who knew his identity has disappeared."

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In the auditorium in the central square of Panjiayuan.

The literary competition on the stage is in full swing.

In the corner on the right under the stage, there were two audience members in special costumes.

This is a foreigner wearing a cowboy felt hat. His hair is gray, his face is clean, and his expensive tuxedo suit makes him look like an English gentleman. Bao team president, Jefferson.

Jefferson is 65 years old this year. Today he came to Panjiayuan for two reasons. One is to appreciate the cultural treasures between two top antique shops at close range, and the other is to find someone to find someone in Yanjing City. An extremely mysterious person, this person is Boss Mao, who is well-known in the Yanjing antique circle.

After returning to Yanjing City, Jefferson has been asking for introductions, and wants to make friends with this Yanjing City antique boss.

The helpless Boss Mao kept evading, saying that he didn't have time and didn't give him this chance. It was obvious that the boss of the Mao family didn't think much of him, England's Royal Appreciation Team.

Jefferson is not a vegetarian, since your Boss Mao doesn't see me, then I will come to Panjiayuan to meet him by chance. For this reason, he even found a key person among them, Su Qiuhan, Boss Mao's nominal wife.

Jefferson's thinking logic is very clear. After finding Su Qiuhan's clues, he can easily find Boss Mao's whereabouts by following the clues. It is said that Boss Mao is a dragon who never sees the end. Today he hopes to have a meeting with this big boss.

"Mr. Jefferson..."

Sitting next to him was a Chinese guide: "Su Qiuhan left halfway? Do you want to follow?"

"Follow me! Until I find Boss Mao..."

The guide got up and left: "Yes, Mr. Jefferson, don't worry, we will help you find Boss Mao. Although Boss Mao is powerful, he is nothing in front of you, Mr. Jefferson!"

"Okay, you don't need to flatter me. The masters in Yanjing City should not be underestimated, such as Shen Qiu on stage! Guo Xiuyun and others are not ordinary people, they are low-key and low-key."

After the guide left, Jefferson's eyes returned to the stage, and he was also very curious about one thing.

Why did the panel of experts on the stage give an estimate of [-] to the market price of the famille rose in the early Qing Dynasty?In his opinion, either there is some special secret on this pastel platter, or there is something shady about this expert appraisal team!

The president Liu Yangdong on the stage nodded slightly at the crowd, waving his hands to signal them to be quiet.

"Everyone, I know you are very surprised by this result. Like you, I was also very puzzled when I saw the valuation at first glance. It is obviously a very ordinary Qing imitation pastel plate. How could it be given to you? Offer an estimate of 5000 yuan? Come! We have invited experts in charge of appraisal to give you an explanation!"

Following Liu Yangdong's gesture, one of the master craftsmen surnamed Jiang came out to the pastel market.

"This famille rose large plate, the famille rose pattern in it has a relatively obvious painting style of the late Ming Dynasty, but the inscription on the lower left corner of it clearly left such an inscription, 1359, spring in the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty."

"Just looking at the inscription, our first sensory judgment is that this is an imitation in the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty. However, after careful observation and identification, we found a special phenomenon. We found that its famille rose The surface of the glaze is frosted, which means that the pastels are made of sand-bottom embryos, which are characterized by extremely poor toughness and high brittleness! And the surface can be touched with a relatively obvious sense of grain roughness."

"This is a firing method that was popular in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. It was not canceled until the Chongzhen period, and a white pulp with a softer finish was used instead! So we suspect that it is not a copy itself, but It’s a real famille rose plate from the reign of Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty!”

"Later, we checked the light transmittance of this large plate with a strong light, and carried out basic carbon fourteen tests on the surface oxides. The results verified my guess. It is not an imitation of the Qing Dynasty! As for the inscription left on the market, it was added by later generations, which left everyone with misunderstandings."

"Based on the above, since it is not a fake, its senior valuation is naturally not 2500. To be precise, Master Xiao Yuehe spent 250 to pick up a leak that is worth [-] times!"

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