Shengshibaojian

Yanjing City in the afternoon.

The quiet city gate stands high, and the shade of green trees complement each other. A drunken old man wanders out from the snack bar.

In less than half an hour, two bottles of Laobaigan entered his stomach, and the old scholar came out of the snack bar unsteadily. His face was flushed and he spoke incoherently. It was obvious that he had drunk too much today.

Several enthusiastic diners wanted to take him back to the shop, but the old scholar decisively waved him down.

"You...do you think I drank too much? Just two catties of Laobaigan is not enough! No way! Haha!"

"Old scholar, I'm really curious, how much did you sell for that Prince Yan sword! At least you have a letter! The more you don't tell me, the more curious I will be?"

"Go, go, go! Don't try to trick me!" The old scholar gave the old man a drunken look. Does it matter how much the sword sells for?unimportant!The most important thing is that it stays where it fits!Just don't be missed by those people with evil intentions!We can do this even if we have a clear conscience!understand? "

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The old scholar returned to the Confucius Antique Shop in a daze. Before entering, he saw a black luxury car parked in front of his shop. A middle-aged man and woman stood sideways at the shop door, respectfully, with their hands crossed in front of them. .

This middle-aged man and woman are dressed in high-end clothes, but they always maintain a humble smile on their faces. They have been waiting here for a long time.

These two people were none other than Songcun and Keiko from Ridao. There was an acquaintance standing next to them. This man was tall and thick, with a beard all over his face. When he saw the old scholar coming home, he waved hello.

This person is very familiar to old scholars. He is Xia Chaoxiong, who was eliminated in the previous Tian Guoshi Ranking Contest and has been focusing on fighting for 20 years.

"Oh, old scholar, why did you take so long to come back? Our Mr. Matsumura has been waiting for you here for a long time!"

"Mr. Lan, hello! It's so disturbing to visit! Please forgive me!" The Songcun couple also bowed at the same time, and greeted them proactively.

"Who are you? What's the matter?"

The old scholar only raised his head and cast a glance, and immediately understood the intention of these people coming to the shop, and showed an impatient expression at the top of his throat.

There was a friendly smile on the corner of Songcun's mouth, and he took a set of exquisite snacks from his wife: "I heard Mr. Lan's name for a long time, my Mason, I came to visit you from Hishima specially, because I am engaged in antiques work, so I would like to ask the old gentleman some questions..."

"consult?"

The old scholar smiled contemptuously, and breathed out a strong taste of alcohol: "It's okay to ask for advice, the old man is a useless piece of trash who doesn't understand anything! You have found the wrong person! All capable people in Yanjing City will go to participate in the national teacher list The competition is over!"

"What kind of attitude!" Xia Chaoxiong showed dissatisfaction: "Old scholar, what do you mean? Mr. Songcun came to visit you from Ridao, and that's how you entertained him? This is the way of hospitality in your Confucius antique shop." ?"

"Don't talk to me about these nonsensical things! Why do you come to the store and think I don't know? Do you really think that I, an old scholar, have too much to drink?"

The old scholar yelled loudly, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door: "You guys can get out, I drank wine today, I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you!"

"Mr. Lan, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. Please allow me to go in and explain clearly to you. If the misunderstanding cannot be resolved in time, the estrangement between the two sides will grow bigger and bigger. In the end, the misunderstanding will grow bigger and bigger. It will inevitably lead to other unintended consequences.”

The old scholar turned his back on a few people and said nothing. Matsumura's words sounded polite, but there was a hint of threat in them.

The old scholar roughly guessed the identity of Songcun. From the moment he saw this Songcun, he keenly felt the special aura emanating from him. built a solid foundation.

Obviously, this person's cultivation has reached a very high level, at least the level of an eighth-rank cultivation master.

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Pushing open the door and entering the shop, the old scholar didn't serve tea to a few people, and sat down on the chair with a plop: "Say it straight! Why are you here looking for me?"

"Mr. Lan, I don't speak dark words in front of Ming people. In fact, I came to Yanjing this time for the sword of the prince of Yan. I am very interested in the history of China's Spring and Autumn Period, especially Jingke's assassination of King Qin. The historical story of that period was particularly insightful, I bought a lot of relevant materials, antiques and antique research, and I was really impressed by the 5000-year history of China."

"Stop, stop! I'm sorry you are late!" The old scholar sneered, "That sword did stay in my hand for a while, but now I have sold it, and easily made a difference of 300 million! It’s really easy to make money in the antique world! Haha!”

"Mr. Lan, don't joke with me. Songcun has already done some homework before coming here. I have explored Mr.'s character very clearly. I brought the same thing when I came to Yanjing this time. I hope Mr. You can appreciate it!"

"No need! No need!"

The old scholar's tone was drunk, but the thoughts in his head were extremely clear: "Songcun, your own appreciation level is not weak! At least there is Master Xia Chaoxiong? Boss Mao, Master Mao? Who among these people is better than you?" My ability is high? You don’t need to do anything extra! My old Baigan drank too much today, and I’m dizzy. I’m sleepy and want to sleep for a while! If you have nothing else to do, go on your own! I won’t send it off!”

It can be seen that the old scholar really does not want to deal with Songcun. Although Songcun did not reveal his true identity, he has long been like a mirror in his heart.

The only people who even Xia Chaoxiong flocked to, and even Boss Mao feared, were those of the Master Alliance!

"Mr. Lan, don't refuse me in a hurry, take a look first before making a decision!"

Then Matsumura took out a stack of photos from his suit pocket, and he spread out the stack of photos. There were twelve photos in total, and presented them to the old scholar one by one.

The old scholar didn't intend to talk to Songcun at first, he had a cigarette in his mouth, he glanced at the photo inadvertently, his eyes widened immediately, the unbelievable photo appeared in his eyes, and the cigarette in his mouth trembled and rolled down .

What appeared in the photo was a treasured sword, which was also made of bronze. Its general appearance and outline were somewhat similar to the Prince Yan's sword.

The bronze material, the reliefs of the same style, and the hilt and scabbard of the sword are all very similar.

"This... this sword..."

The old scholar was very sure that the sword shown in the photo was definitely not the same sword as the one in his hand!

The bending range of this sword is to the left, while the bending range of the Prince Yan's sword is to the right. The quality of this sword is relatively complete, unlike the sword with the edge The edges are rusty.

The sword gives people a sense of sight, not a copy of the Prince Yan's sword, but more like a matching set of that sword!The two swords are like twin swords that complement each other!

"Where did you get this sword?"

Songcun smiled indifferently, and his tone was still flat: "Mr. Lan, I found this sword in Ridao, and I also bought it from a big collector in our local area. As for the origin of this sword, I don't know about it." I'm sure you can tell, old man, that this sword is very similar to the Prince Yan sword in your hand, right? Anyone who makes antiques can tell that these two swords are more like a pair Brothers!"

The old scholar rubbed his eyes vigorously, and Jiu Jiner also woke up more than half of it. After observing carefully, his brows were also knit into a ball.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, but judging from the appearance, runes, and outlines of the sword in the photo, the sword that I fought with was a match made in heaven!A pair of jewels that complement each other!

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