After following his son into the room, Ye Dongping said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Tang is so old. I said you don't know how to talk to others?"
Even if the old man's wealth and status are not concerned, his age is still worthy of respect from young people. People who know the surname Ye Tianbing will not say anything, but those who don't know think that the old Ye family has no tutor.
"Dad, it's not easy to be respected. The old man had a lot of blood on his hands when he started his business. Why should I respect him?"
Ye Tian curled his lips. Although he didn't know Tang Wenyuan's family history, he could tell from Tang Wenyuan's appearance in his early years that this old man was not a good person.
However, after becoming famous, Tang Wenyuan believed deeply in gods and Buddhas and did many good deeds, which relieved the evil spirits in his body to some extent.
"Okay, I can't talk to you, why did you ask me to come here?" Ye Dongping really couldn't do anything to his son, and he was full of fallacies all day long.
"By the way, Dad, I've hired a guy for your shop. His name is Zhou Xiaotian. He's the same guy who sold my Suzaku lantern on Ji Ran's black market last time..."
Ye Tian didn't mention the dating of the Yanyue Sword. He first told his father that Zhou Xiaotian was coming to work. After all, he didn't open the antique shop, so Ye Tian could only be regarded as a young boss at best.
"How did you get in touch with him?"
After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping looked surprised and said: "The antique business requires a good eye, and you need to be tight-lipped and have a good character. That person is a tomb robber, is he reliable?"
Although there are no valuable antiques in the store, the waiters sitting in the hall will have access to a lot of privacy. If the character is not good and he is a big mouth, the boss here will yell out just after receiving a good thing. Such a person is
Undesirable.
"Dad, this man is different. Don't look at him as mature. In fact, he is one year younger than me, and he is a filial son. He went to rob graves to treat his mother..."
In order to dispel his father's concerns, Ye Tian told the whole story of what happened to Zhou Xiaotian. He even told him about the matter of asking for help this time, but it was about the tomb feng shui and the Qimen Zhou family.
Passed by.
"Well, this is a good boy, but he is also a poor boy. But Ye Tian, there are so many people with miserable life experiences these days. If you can help one, can you help them all?"
Ye Dongping agrees with his son's willingness to help others, but in today's society, those who are more unlucky than Zhou Xiaotian are always available. If his son wants to be a good person, Ye Dongping also disagrees.
"Dad, do you think I'm the kind of idle guy who helps everyone I meet?"
Ye Tian curled his lips when he heard this and said: "Zhou Xiaotian's sect has some connection with my master. They are both fellow martial artists. Since we meet each other, we must help. If it were someone else, would I care about their life or death?"
Ye Tian was telling the truth. When Li Shanyuan first started traveling in the world, he did have dealings with the ancestors of the Zhou family. Otherwise, Ye Tian would not have heard about the Zhou family lineage from his master.
"Okay, then let the mother and son live with us. If he is really capable, dad will not treat him badly!"
After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping felt relieved. He took out three bank cards from his pocket, handed them to Ye Tian and said, "I applied for three one-million-dollar cards. You can take them and use them."
The money has been deposited in the bank for you, just let me know when you want to withdraw it."
In this world, it is only natural for a son to spend his father's money, but few fathers would spend their son's money. The same is true for Ye Dongping. The reason why he agreed to Tang Wenyuan's transfer to him was just because he was afraid that Ye Tian would spend money carelessly.
"One million is enough for me..."
Ye Tian shook his head. After taking out one card, he pushed back the other two and said, "Dad, you can keep this one million to buy antiques. The other one can be used to buy a car. I will honor you as a son."
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When he went to Hebei to buy medicine some time ago, his father's account was almost wiped out by him, but he didn't complain a word, which also made Ye Tian know what a father's love is like!
"Sure, then I'll change my car!" Ye Dongping could also feel his son's thoughts, and he nodded happily and agreed.
"Dad, according to your experience, what is the age of that tomb?"
After solving Zhou Xiaotian's matter, Ye Tian brought the topic to the ancient tomb. Ye Tian was full of curiosity about the identity of the owner of the ancient tomb and what happened thousands of years ago.
"Brick tombs mostly appeared in the late Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty. They usually dug a place in the ground, built the tomb using the architectural forms of the society at that time, and then buried it with soil..."
Since he started working in the antique business, Ye Dongping has a deep understanding of the history and social patterns of various dynasties. From his son's description, he can basically determine the age of the tomb.
"However, most of the emperors of the Tang Dynasty were buried in Shaanxi, and Hebei belonged to the territory of Youzhou in the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty had very weak power there, and there were no emperors. The regulations of this tomb are a bit strange!"
Ye Dongping did not see the layout of the tomb with his own eyes. Based on his son's words, he could not tell whose tomb it was, especially if it was built to imperial standards, which confused him even more.
"Dad, Hebei must have been the base of the Anshi Rebellion before, right? An Lushan once proclaimed himself emperor, could this be his tomb?"
Ye Tian has also been thinking about this matter. After thinking about it, it seems that during the Tang and Song Dynasties, only guys like An Lushan and Shi Siming were emperors when they occupied Hebei.
Ye Dongping shook his head and said: "It's impossible. An Lushan was killed by his son. Moreover, he had already been defeated at that time and people were in panic. He just dug a hole under the bed and buried it. Later, he was also dug.
Come out to whip the corpse..."
Ye Dongping knew this period of history very well. An Lushan originally suffered from eye disease. Since the war, his eyesight has gradually declined. Since then, he has become blind and cannot see any objects.
Therefore, An Lushan's temperament became particularly violent. He would beat or scold his attendants when he was slightly dissatisfied, and would kill if he made the slightest mistake. The chamberlain Yan Zhuang and the eunuch Li Zhu'er served around him, and they were beaten the most and were very resentful.
The Duan family, who was favored by An Lushan, gave birth to a son named Qing'en, who was also favored by Lushan. He often wanted to replace Qingxu with Qing'en, and An Qingxu was often worried about being deposed.
Therefore, Yan Zhuang conspired with An Qingxu and Li Zhuer to kill An Lushan and bury him under the bed overnight. At that time, they were surrounded and suppressed by the Tang Dynasty army, and it was impossible to build a tomb for An Lushan.
Ye Dongping thought for a moment and then said: "Your Daguan Dao only appeared at the end of the Tang Dynasty. I remember someone used it. Wait a minute, I will go back to the old house to find some information!"
The most important thing in collecting antiques is orderly inheritance, so Ye Dongping may not know all the famous people in history, but he still has an impression of things that have appeared in history.
"A person who can use this kind of weapon must be a peerless general, right?" Seeing his father excitedly going out to look up information, Ye Tian shook his head and focused his attention on the wooden box on the table.
There are writings on the broken robe in the wooden box, so Ye Tian has never dared to touch it. At present, he can't get any clues from his father, so all his hope can only be placed on it.
After thinking for a while, Ye Tian reached out and picked up the hair holding Yan Yue Dao, threw it outside the room, and said, "Go and play, you are not allowed to enter this room for half an hour!"
"Chichi...chichi!" Mao Tou stood up and kept waving his two front paws, as if protesting against Ye Tian's roughness.
"If you dare to disobey me, I will let you live in the old house for a few days!" Ye Tian glared, and Mao Tou immediately covered his eyes with his two front paws and ran away. He was used to enjoying the vitality of the world here, and he wouldn't even kill it.
I will go to the old house.
"You brat, you know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune..."
Ye Tian laughed at Mao Tou's funny look. This little guy was very familiar with people and could understand every word he said. During Ye Tian's retreat, he actually helped him solve many problems.
Less lonely.
After driving away Mao Tou, Ye Tian slightly changed the position of the Yanyue Knife lying across the table, then took out Wuhen and placed it on the table, while the wooden box was placed in the middle of the two magic weapons.
Ye Tian stood in front of the table, made a finger gesture with both hands, and drew out the evil spirit from Wuhen and Yanyue Dao. Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and the extremely yin energy forced out all the spiritual energy in the room.
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"Stop!" Ye Tian shouted, and clasped his hands together. The Yin Qi filling every corner of the room seemed to be following his command, and all of it converged, only to condense on the square table.
After setting up this small evil formation, Ye Tiancai opened the wooden box, stretched out two fingers, pinched the corner of the broken Taoist robe, and gently lifted it up.
"Hey, it's okay, the method taught by Master really works!"
Seeing that the remnant cloth did not turn to dust, Ye Tian was happy, but his movements were still very gentle, and he slowly took out the piece of cloth and spread it flat on the square table filled with Yin energy.
After spreading it out, the piece of cloth was about the size of Ye Tian's two palms, and it was densely covered with seal characters. Ye Tian looked at it intently and couldn't help but gasped: "This... is written in blood!"
Although the color of the fonts on the cloth had already turned black, Ye Tian, who was very sensitive to Qi and blood, could still see at a glance that the hundreds of words on it were all written in blood.
"I, Li Taixu, learned from Chunfeng Zhenren's lineage. I have studied "Zhouyi" since I was a child. The only thing I have is that I have too many secrets and will not end well. However, I was bullied by Xiaoxiao. I am unwilling to accept it. Now I am in the Liu family lineage.
There will be no descendants and no descendants, and there will never be any descendants..."
Although the Tang Dynasty already had regular script, the entire text was written in seal script. Ye Tian was no stranger to this, but the more he read, the more frightened he became.
