I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 157
Holding Li Tian's fan in both hands, Nan Meiyu looked regretful and muttered incessantly:
"No, how could it be a fake? It's such a pity."

After a long and short sigh, Nan Meiyu raised her head, seeing Li Tian also showing an unswerving expression, secretly happy in her heart, changing her face and said in a relieved tone:
"Young master Zhu, I never thought that such a good fan would be a fake. I'm so rude, I'm so rude. I punish myself with three cups."

Speaking of Nan Meiyu, he picked up the teapot again and poured it into his own teacup in a hurry.

"Mr. Nan, I ordered a pot of tea, and most of it went into your stomach. What do you want me to drink?"

Hearing the sound, Nan Meiyu paused in her hand, then gave a dry laugh twice, and hurriedly put down the teapot in her hand and shouted:
"Xiao Er, add another pot of tea."

Good tea is brewed fresh, and it will take a while for Xiao Er to deliver it.

Nan Meiyu simply turned the teacup upside down on the table, confessed twice, then put on a sympathetic expression, and said with righteous indignation:

"Mr. Zhu, today's Wenwan merchants are too rampant, without benevolence and morality. They even forged Mr. Wuliu's seal."

Sipping tea, watching Nan Meiyu's impassioned drama, Li Tian felt no wavering in his heart, and said in a deep voice:
"I didn't buy my fan from a Wenwan merchant."

"Oh?"

Pretending to be surprised, Nan Meiyu opened the fan again to take a closer look, and turned sideways with her mouth pursed:
"Then where did Mr. Zhu get this fan?"

This fan was taken out by him from the Imperial Study Room, how can it be fake, already convinced in his heart that Nan Meiyu is a cheat fan, Li Tian snorted twice noncommittally, and said indifferently:

"Ancestral."

Hearing the word ancestral biography, Nan Meiyu yelled in her heart that something was wrong.

If it is obtained from others, he has plenty of ways to fool him, but if it is inherited from his ancestors, then what he said just now would offend his ancestors.

With a sudden change in her mind, Nan Meiyu immediately stood up, cupped her hands and bowed deeply:
"I didn't know it before, so I made a lot of nonsense. Please forgive me, Mr. Zhu."

At this time, the tea from Nanmei Yudian also arrived.Wanting to make amends and regain Li Tian's trust, Nan Meiyu directly poured boiling hot tea into the cup, drank three cups in a row, and apologized:
"I apologize to the young master."

"It's okay, there are quite a few people who drill eyes on ancestral treasures, how can I get angry because of such a trivial matter."

"Mr. Zhu has a broad mind and is so tolerant, he is truly a gentleman."

With Ma Liu's flattery, Nan Meiyu sat next to Li Tian again with a smiling face.

This time, Nan Meiyu didn't get straight to the point and went straight to the point, but asked a few more questions cautiously.

"Young Master Zhu, I dare to ask you, where did this ancestral fan come from?

Li Tian said just now that it was passed down from his ancestors, in order to let Nan Meiyu retreat in spite of difficulties, but when it comes to this point, this young man is still not interested, so Li Tian suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing him, and made nonsense :

"Well, I can't remember clearly. It seems that my ancestors collected it in the countryside when they were officials in Guangdong."

It's okay if you can't remember clearly, you have to remember clearly, how can buddies outsmart babies.

With a slander in her heart, Nan Meiyu felt that there should be hope, so she frowned again, and tentatively said:

"Young Master Zhu, I'm not saying that Lingzu was deceived by someone who punched his eyes, but as far as I know, Mr. Wuliu seems to have never been to Guangdong in his life."

"There's also this thing." Pretending to be shocked, Li Tian was very cooperative and became anxious:

"So, the fan in my hand has never been collected by Mr. Wu Wuliu?"

After wasting so much effort, there is finally a place where I can make a big fuss. Nan Meiyu was overjoyed in her heart, trying to suppress her joy and said:

"My words may not be very pleasant, but it should be so."

"Then what should I do?" Spreading his hands, Li Tian looked at Nan Meiyu and frowned, grabbed the fan, and pretended to be ruthless:

"Since it's a counterfeit, my son will destroy it now."

Seeing Li Tian gritted his teeth and made a tearing movement, Nan Meiyu exclaimed in shock, and stretched out his hand to stop him:

"Sir, be slow."

"Anyway, they are all fakes. It would be great if I tore them up. If that's the case, no one will be fooled again in the future."

As he said that, Li Tian began to exert strength in his hands.

Looking at the fan that had begun to deform, Nan Meiyu's heart was raised in her throat, but she still had to put on a rational expression on her face:

"Young Master Zhu, whether it's true or not, it's something passed down from your ancestors, and you ruined it like this, how can you explain to your ancestors?"

I didn't really plan to ruin it, Nan Meiyu opened his mouth, Li Tian stopped, and threw it on the table angrily, saying:
"What I hate the most are counterfeit products. Since you won't let me tear them up, Mr. Nan, what do you say?"

Seeing Li Tian's careless behavior, Nan Meiyu's heart was bleeding. This might be Tao Yuanming's fan. How could he be treated so roughly.

But the fan hasn't arrived yet, and Nan Meiyu can't make a distressed gesture.

Glancing at Li Tianzheng waiting for her to speak, Nan Meiyu gritted her teeth, made up her mind not to grind, arched her hands and said directly: "If Mr. Zhu really doesn't want it, I will deal with it for you."

"This is a fake. What's the use of taking it, Mr. Nan?"

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Zhu, although this fan is a fake, I like the painting on the fan very much. If Mr. Zhu is willing to part with you, I will suffer a little loss. If you pay 500 taels of silver, you will be able to make friends with Mr. Zhu."

Suffer?To make friends?

Looking at Nan Meiyu's boastful appearance, Li Tian almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Tao Yuanming wants to take away the 500 taels of fans in his collection. He is a liar, and his heart is too dark.

Looking at Nan Meiyu's expression that 500 taels of silver is nothing, Li Tian shook his head dumbfounded, deliberately picked up Nan Meiyu's fan and said:
"Master Nan, how about you exchange this fan with me?"

Nan Meiyu knew how her fans came about, not to mention exchanging one fan for another, even if ten thousand fans were exchanged for one, he also took advantage of it.

I blamed myself for bragging too loudly before, and Nan Meiyu, who wanted to agree so much, now felt that he had dug a hole for himself, full of regret.

"Young Master Zhu's words are too much, the fan below is not a fake."

Grasping the measure, Nan Meiyu snorted coldly, and Nan Meiyu said this sentence against her will, with blood dripping from her heart.

As soon as Nan Meiyu finished speaking, a group of people came outside the door. The leader was a tall and thick man, holding a wooden stick in his hand and shouting:
"Nan Meiyu, you are bluffing and deceiving again, when will you pay back the 800 taels of silver you owe me!"

(End of this chapter)