Dad, Did You Study Today?

The abbot of the Dafo Temple looked at Zhou Huaihai and Zhou Bingde with a kind look and chanted a Buddhist name, then said with a smile: "I know very little about antiques, so I specially invited this donor to judge them."

Zhou Huaihai.

Zhou Bingde.

The knowledgeable abbot of the Dafo Temple said that he knew very little about antiques, so he invited Zhou Huaishan, who had been digging for food in the fields since he was a child, to judge them?

Is this a human language!

In addition, you are a big monk, how can you accept bribes so openly!

Zhou Huaihai's eyes twitched, and his disgusted and jealous eyes swept across Zhou Huaishan, and he bowed to the abbot of the Dafo Temple.

Although he cursed a thousand times in his heart, he still had to be respectful on the surface.

"Master, I'm afraid you have been deceived. This man is a farmer in Qingyang Village, Qinghe County, but he turned over because his daughter got a good opportunity. He knows nothing about antiques."

Zhou Huaishan looked at Zhou Huaihai with contempt and ignored him.

This contemptuous glance made Zhou Huaihai even more angry.

"And this man is mean and vicious, and he has some old grudges against me. Master, you asked him to judge, this is really..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear.

The abbot smiled and looked compassionate, and slowly said: "Whether you have old grudges or not does not affect whether this antique is real or fake."

Zhou Huaihai.

Zhou Bingde.

The abbot insisted that they take out the antiques for Zhou Huaishan to identify, and they had no choice but to take them out of the box.

Zhou Qing stood aside, sneering and curling his lips, "Didn't you say that you should use the best golden nanmu? I see, this doesn't look like golden nanmu."

Zhou Huaishan followed and said: "What nanmu, this is jujube wood."

Zhou Huaihai felt like he was slapped in the face, but because he was eager to save people, he didn't dare to get angry in front of the abbot, so he had to swallow his anger and hand over the antiques in the box.

But he didn't notice that Zhou Huaishan, a farmer, couldn't tell that the box was made of jujube wood.

Zhou Huaihai took out a milky white vase.

He imitated Zhou Yuan's introduction at that time and said, "The bottle of Ru kiln is the best quality, but the most precious thing about this bottle is the painting on it, which is the work of the famous painter Shi Baihua."

After saying that, he raised his eyelids and looked at Zhou Huaishan sarcastically, "Do you know Shi Baihua?"

Zhou Huaishan took the bottle without even looking at it. When Zhou Huaihai finished speaking, he grinned with a provocative smile and raised his hand slowly.

He raised his hand to the level of his eyebrows, and suddenly his fingers loosened, and the antique vase he was holding in his hand fell directly.

As the vase fell, Zhou Bingde and Zhou Huaihai were startled and rushed forward to catch it.

However, how could their speed resist the free fall.

Bang!

There was a sound, followed by the sound of porcelain pieces splashing.

A good vase was broken into pieces on the ground.

Not to mention that Mr. Zhou and Zhou Huaihai were shocked, even the abbot stared at Zhou Huaishan with his eyes wide open, his mouth silently opened into a shape: Damn!

Zhou Huaihai rushed to Zhou Huaishan with red eyes, "You did it on purpose!"

Zhou Huaishan didn't hide at all, just stood there and let Zhou Huaihai rush over, and added fuel to the fire, "Yes, I did it on purpose!"

Zhou Huaihai couldn't stand this stimulation. He was full of jealousy and anger, and now he rushed over and grabbed Zhou Huaishan's neck.

Zhou Huaishan's hand, which had been behind his back, held a blue brick that he got from nowhere, and hit Zhou Huaihai's head with a brick.

Bang!

Zhou Huaihai rolled his eyes, and blood oozed out of his head. He was still confused and didn't know what happened. He fell down with a black screen in front of his eyes.

This situation suddenly happened, and Mr. Zhou was so shocked that his brain crashed for a while.

It was not until Zhou Huaihai fell to the ground that Old Man Zhou rushed forward with a shudder, and that posture was completely to sentence Zhou Huaishan to death.

"You unfilial thing, you actually killed your eldest brother! I will fight you today!"

Old Man Zhou rushed forward, but this time Zhou Huaishan dodged.

He dodged very sensitively and just right, and the direct result was that Old Man Zhou pounced on nothing. Because of inertia, he did not brake under his feet and rushed directly to the wall behind Zhou Huaishan.

Bang!

Old Man Zhou hit him directly.

He was hit hard at his age, and he had some stars in his eyes for a while.

Zhou Huaishan stood there and sneered, "Instead of sentencing me to death, it is better to take Zhou Huaihai back to find a doctor. If it is too late, he may really die."

Since coming to Kyoto, Old Man Zhou has been living a leisurely and leisurely life as a master.

There are people to serve him at home and people to respect him when he goes out.

This is all thanks to Zhou Yuan.

Now Zhou Yuan is still being held, he can't let Zhou Huaihai get into trouble again.

He clearly wanted to stab Zhou Huaishan to death, but Mr. Zhou knew that Zhou Huaishan was right, he had to take Zhou Huaihai to see a doctor quickly.

But.

Looking at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, Mr. Zhou's heart was bleeding.

He looked at the abbot unwillingly and angrily, "We respect the abbot, today's matter, you are not..."

The abbot didn't let him finish, and interrupted him with a Buddhist dust.

"This happened today, I am really shocked and surprised, I am really sorry, all this is because of me, if..."

The abbot's face was full of guilt.

He sighed heavily, "Forget it, let Zhou Yuan take him away with you, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, I don't care about Zhou Yuan's sins, I hope you can control him more when you go back."

Mr. Zhou.

He looked at the abbot in astonishment.

When Zhou Yuan was arrested, his family came to plead for mercy several times, saying all kinds of good things, and even said they would build a golden Buddha, but the abbot refused to let go.

It took three days to put in the conditions for the antiques.

Now

Are you letting go now?

Mr. Zhou's mind was in chaos.

The antique was broken and Zhou Huaihai was knocked down with a brick, but Zhou Yuan was let go.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

The abbot turned a few prayer beads uneasily and sighed, "I can't help the donor for what happened today, and I didn't even expect it."

He glanced at Zhou Huaishan with disgust.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person! I really believed your lies. I will never just let it go. I will definitely report this matter to the official!"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhou seemed to have taken a reassurance.

Following the abbot's instructions, a young novice monk arrived soon carrying a sedan chair and helped lift Zhou Huaihai onto the sedan chair.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yuan was released.

This is the first time Zhou Qing meets Zhou Yuan.

He is thin and looks almost the same as Zhou Huaihai. His eyes are sunken and he is tired and angry.

Apparently he knows what's going on here.

He was still wearing the official uniform of the Jingwei camp. As soon as he entered the door, he pointed at Zhou Huaishan's nose with a cold face, "Wait!"

After saying that, he bowed to the abbot.