Chapter 303 The reward for half of the property (2)
Chapter 303 Reward for half of the family property (Part 2)
After receiving a call from Xu Wenguang, He Qing said goodbye to Mr. Zheng and the others and said, "Master, I just received a call from Mr. Xu, the boss who was sent by Mr. Fang to attend the auction yesterday."
"Does Mr. Fang have something to do with you?" Mr. Zheng asked.
He Qing nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Xu said that Mr. Fang has something to do with me. He seems to want to introduce a friend to me. That person is waiting for me at Fang's house, so I have to rush over and meet him as soon as possible."
"Someone wants to see you?" Mr. Zheng asked in surprise, and quickly agreed, "Since Mr. Fang has something to do with you, you should go there quickly."
He Qing said happily: "Well, okay, I'll come back to you after I finish my work."
Mr. Zheng smiled and said: "There's no rush, we don't want to do anything."
He Qing then said goodbye to Lin Haitao and Zheng Guanzhong. Zheng Guanzhong wanted to drive him there, but he politely refused, saying that taking a taxi would be the same.
"Brother Qing, are you going to tell Mr. Fang about the manuscript of the 'Skinny Gold Book'?"
After saying goodbye to Mr. Zheng and the others, Lin Haitao sent He Qing out of the community.
On the way, Lin Haitao couldn't help but ask.
He Qing nodded and replied without hesitation: "Of course, even if Mr. Fang has nothing to do with me, I will go to him and tell him about the authentic work of Song Huizong's Art of War.
This matter is of great importance and cannot be concealed. If it were an ordinary manuscript, it would be nothing, but this belongs to Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, and the content has a lot of background. Mr. Fang cannot keep such a big matter from being known."
Lin Haitao agreed: "Yes, it should be done."
At that moment, he put He Qing into a taxi on the roadside. It wasn't until the car disappeared around the corner of the intersection that he turned around and left with confidence.
Lao He's house was a bit far away from Mr. Fang's villa, and the traffic on the road was quite heavy. It took He Qing a full two hours to reach his destination. It was almost evening when he arrived at Fang's house.
"Brother He, are you here?!"
As soon as He Qing got out of the car, he heard a familiar shout from the front right.
The person who greeted him was naturally Xu Wenguang. It turned out that Xu Wenguang had opened the door long ago and was waiting for his arrival at the door.
"Mr. Xu——" He Qing looked at Xu Wenguang and said hello loudly.
Xu Wenguang stepped forward to meet him and said with a smile: "I should pick you up. I'm really sorry that I have to bother you with making a trip again."
He Qing shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it's very convenient to come here by car. It's just that there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road, otherwise I could have arrived earlier."
"Congratulations, brother. Come in quickly!" Xu Wenguang said enthusiastically, "The two gentlemen are waiting for your arrival at home."
"Two gentlemen?" He Qing couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Xu, you just said on the phone that someone wanted to see me, who was it?"
Xu Wenguang replied: "He is an old friend. Brother He, you will know when you see him later."
He whetted He Qing's appetite. However, He Qing didn't ask any more questions, but followed Xu Wenguang into the villa calmly and walked towards the living room of the main house.
After a while, He Qing walked into the living room under the leadership of Xu Wenguang. At this moment, he saw three people in the hall filled with "baoguang". In addition to Fang Dechao and the beautiful girl Xiaoye who took care of him, there was another person.
. He was a middle-aged man with dark skin and a bit of rugged appearance.
"Breasts, are you here? Come here quickly!"
Seeing He Qing walking into the living room, Fang Dechao waved to him cheerfully. He changed his address from "He Qingdi" to "chest", which naturally seemed more cordial, and He Qing felt much more comfortable.
When He Qing came closer, the middle-aged man stood up from his seat and looked at him with a smile on his face.
He Qing naturally imagined that the person Xu Wenguang mentioned who was anxious to see him should be the middle-aged man in front of him. He was just a stranger, and he didn't know what he wanted from him.
However, it is conceivable that the other party is most likely looking for me to appraise antiques. They are not sure what he has on hand, so they come here because of his reputation.
"Mr. Fang." He Qing nodded politely to Mr. Fang in the wheelchair, then nodded to the unfamiliar middle-aged man and said, "Hello."
"Hello, brother He." The man obviously knew He Qing. He greeted him warmly as soon as he saw him, as if he were an old acquaintance.
"Breasts, let me introduce you first." Fang Dechao pointed at the middle-aged man with a smile and said, "This is an old friend of mine. He is also a collector. In fact, I have mentioned it to you before."
"Haha, Brother He, you can just call me Laohui." The man introduced himself, "It's true that seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Brother He is really a talented person! I admire your appraisal ability. You are still in this field at such a young age.
If you win the big prize, your future is limitless!"
"Thank you for your praise." He Qing said modestly, "I still need to learn from all the seniors, so please give me your advice."
Lao Hui hurriedly shook his head and said: "No praise, you are indeed worthy of admiration. Let's not talk about anything else, let's talk about what happened in the morning. If it weren't for your guidance, how could I have achieved what I wanted? You really did me a big favor!
I have to thank you very much!"
Fang Dechao also said: "Yes, that's all due to his chest. He has extraordinary eyesight and can see everything. It wouldn't be possible for us!"
"Ah? I...Lao Hui, how can I help you?" He Qing said in surprise. He was confused by Mr. Fang and the others. He clearly didn't do anything for Lao Hui, so what should he do to express gratitude?
I just heard the old man say solemnly: "Of course you helped! Those two Song edition books are very beautiful. I like them very much. I have never seen such a complete Song edition book. There are two of them in total. It's really a miracle."
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"Oh, that?" He Qing suddenly realized, "That thing was given to you by Mr. Fang. I didn't do anything to help. I just happened to discover the secret."
"You have a keen eye for recognizing objects." Lao Hui said with praise, "Haha. Lao Fang has been collecting that piece of porcelain for so many years, but he has never discovered the secret. And you found it as soon as you saw it, even if you touch it
Luck is not simple either."
Only then did He Qing completely remember that Lao Hui was talking about finding the three Song Dynasty books in the morning. When he found those three books, Fang Dechao said that he wanted to get the two printed Song Dynasty books.
It was given to a friend who was fond of collecting ancient books. It turned out that Lao Hui was a collector with the same personality as Fang Dechao.
After praising and thanking He Qing, Fang Dechao suddenly asked Xiaoye to bring a book. It was a relatively thin but beautifully decorated book.
Astonishingly, I saw the four flying Chinese characters "Porcelain Philosophy" written on the cover. It turned out to be a book related to the appreciation of ancient porcelain.
"Brother He, I wrote this book, but it was only published and not distributed." Fang Dechao said with a smile, "I just got the book, and now I will give you a copy."
As he spoke, he pushed the book to He Qing's hand. He Qing quickly thanked him and held it up carefully.
Fang Dechao was the "Porcelain King" of his generation. He was at the pinnacle of appreciation of porcelain and had his own unique insights. It is undoubtedly an honor to be able to read his books and share his experiences with us.
Although He Qing's expertise in ancient porcelain appraisal has reached a new level compared to traditional porcelain professional collectors, his understanding of porcelain is still relatively limited. He still has to learn the most basic appraisal knowledge, so he should start from When Fang Dechao received such a professional book in his hands, he was surprised and delighted.
You must know that Fang Dechao has a great family and a great career. He definitely did not publish the book for money or fame. Otherwise, he would have been able to publish it. He just did it as a commemoration. Ordinary people cannot accept this gift from him.
"Chest, I've invited you here again in the afternoon. There are three things in total. One is to introduce you to Lao Hui, the other is to give you this book as a souvenir, and the third is to treat you to a casual meal. In the morning You left in a hurry because you had something to do, and we didn't have time to invite you."
At the end, Fang Dechao said eagerly. After he finished speaking, he called Xu Wenguang and said, "Wenguang, go and instruct Liu Ma and the others to prepare meals."
"I understand, sir." Xu Wenguang agreed quickly, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.
"Mr. Fang, I have something I want to talk to you about. Can you take a moment to talk?" He Qing said suddenly after Xu Wenguang walked away.
"Oh, chest, what's the matter with you? Of course." Fang Dechao agreed, then greeted Lao Hui and asked Xiaoye to push him to the lounge next door.
After arriving in the room, Fang Dechao asked Xiaoye to go out, leaving only him and He Qing inside.
"Chest, if you have anything to do, you can tell me now." Fang Dechao said in a gentle voice.
He Qing said: "It is related to the three Song Dynasty books we found this morning. Mr. Fang, after I went back, I thought about it carefully, and after the guidance of my masters, I finally saw the origin of those three books. Already."
"What other secrets are there in those three Song-printed books?" Fang Dechao asked, looking at He Qing curiously.
"Yes, there is a huge secret!" He Qing nodded solemnly.
"What is that?" Fang Dechao asked.
He Qing said: "At first we could only confirm that it was a Song version of the book, because the porcelain pillow with hidden grids was from the Song Dynasty, and the layout of the book was very consistent with the characteristics of the Song version of the book, but we didn't see that. The specific origins of the porcelain pillow and three Song-printed books."
"Then you really understand now?" Fang Dechao's face showed a look of joy, his curiosity became more and more intense, and he just said, "I haven't studied ancient books deeply, and I don't know the origin of things very well."
He Qing said: "If our guess is correct, then the porcelain pillow should be from the Northern Song Dynasty, and it comes from the imperial palace. It is a pillow used by the emperor."
"Is it an imperial pillow?!" Fang Dechao asked in surprise, "How can you tell that? I know it is a treasure of the official kiln, but who used it, I can't be sure. After all, we can't go back to the time when porcelain was first used. There are no obvious special marks.”
He Qing said: "You can tell from the three books collected by the owner of the porcelain. After identification, we found that the manuscript is the authentic work of Song Huizong, the most mediocre emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. You should be familiar with Song Huizong, although he is
A generation of foolish kings who governed the country without moral principles, but he had profound artistic attainments and excellent calligraphy and painting. In particular, he created a unique font called "Skinny Gold Book". He painted countless paintings and wrote countless words, but
Authentic works handed down are extremely rare. The one you gave me now is one of them, and it is priceless!"
"What?! Is that an authentic work by Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty?!" Fang Dechao said with his eyes widened, showing an incredible look on his face.
"Yes, it's the 'Skinny Gold Book' written by Song Huizong!" He Qing nodded solemnly, and then he took out the manuscript he brought with him from his arms and gently put it on the table.
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The two of them were currently studying, while He Qing explained the whole story to Fang Dechao.
Fang Dechao finally understood what was going on.
After speaking, He Qing expressed his attitude and said: "Mr. Fang, thank you for your kindness in giving me such a precious thing. You didn't know the origin of this manuscript before. Now you know it too, so I feel embarrassed to accept it.
This rare treasure of yours!”
Hearing He Qing's words, Fang De laughed to the sky, then shook his head vigorously, and said loudly: "Chest, you are too polite! But since I gave this book to you, it belongs to you. I don't have anything to do with you."
It has nothing to do with it! No matter what kind of treasure it is, I can never take it back! It’s just that I didn’t expect that you would come back and tell me the whole thing. For an honest young man like you, I am still the first
If I had seen you for the first time, if it had been someone else, I would have kept it a secret, for fear that I would regret it!"
He Qing said with a straight face: "This is as it should be. This thing is extraordinary, I have to let you know."
"Okay, I know now." Fang Dechao said, "Things can only show their greatest value when they are in the hands of people who know the goods. So I feel at ease giving it to you. Besides, you were the first to discover that thing. This is also what it should be."
Isn't that right? Haha, I'm so old, how many more years can I play? In the end, so many things will be donated to the National Museum? So no matter how valuable those things are, they won't be of much use to me. What I like is
Porcelain won’t last many years!”
At this point, he let out a long sigh, and his expression suddenly dimmed, as if he suddenly thought of something that made him feel sad.
"Mr. Fang, you are so generous!" He Qing couldn't help but exclaimed, "Those collections are your lifelong efforts. I don't know how much money and energy you have spent. I didn't expect you to have such an idea. When the time comes, you have to collect them."
All donated to the country.”
Fang Dechao smiled helplessly, shook his head and said, "I can't help it. I also want to pass on my lifelong collection from generation to generation, but there is no one to accept it."
"Oh, why?!" He Qing said in confusion. He didn't know why Fang Dechao said this. A wealthy family like his should be a big family, so how could there be no one to inherit it? Could it be that besides him, they
If your family members don’t like collecting antiques, then they can be treated as property.
Fang Dechao said truthfully: "I have no children, and my wife passed away early. Now my nephew and niece are running the company, but they have never asked about the collection and have no interest in it at all."
"So that's it?" He Qing said in shock.
He never expected that things would be like this. Fang Dechao had no children and his wife had left. He was a loner. No wonder his huge villa was empty and there was no family atmosphere.
"Yes." Fang Dechao said without any concealment, "When I was young, I had a boy and a girl. My daughter unfortunately passed away from this world due to an accident when she was in her twenties, and my son..."
When he said this, he stopped abruptly and paused before saying, but at this time his voice was choked with sobs: "...my son was lost when he was still very young. Our family was very poor at that time, and I and I
His mother was very busy, working outside all day long, and did not take good care of him. After Acheng was lost, his mother also fell seriously ill and died of depression. I still don’t know whether my son was lost.
He was still kidnapped, and it has been thirty or forty years. If he were still alive, he would be almost forty years old."
Speaking of this, Fang Dechao's voice trembled and there were tears in his eyes.
He Qing asked casually: "Didn't you find it later?"
Fang Dechao shook his head and said: "I haven't found it. There is no news. But I have been looking for him. I have been looking for him for decades. Now I am asking the police to help find the whereabouts of my son Acheng. If anyone can help me find him,
I am willing to give half of my family property as a reward to him. I have always said so, and I also said so at the Public Security Bureau. This reward will be valid until the day I die. Chest, you are still so young. There are some things you don’t understand.
, the older I get, the more I miss my relatives. I think it would be great if Cheng was by my side now. I will definitely treat him well, but it is a pity that God will not give me this opportunity!"
"I can feel it!" Hearing Fang Dechao's heartfelt words, He Qing couldn't help but feel moved, and he also felt a hint of sadness.
Thinking about Fang Dechao's lonely life, thirty or forty years have passed, and he is still looking for his missing son. This kind of helplessness. This kind of loss is not something that ordinary people can experience.
"Mr. Fang, I believe it is still possible." He Qing then added, "The main reason is that your son was still very young when he was lost. I'm afraid it is difficult to remember what happened when he was a child. If he is still here, I would like to send a message
The search for information may trigger memories in his mind."
"Thank you for your comfort." Fang Dechao said, "I also hope to see my son again in my lifetime. I often wonder if his life is very difficult now. I really want to give him money to let him live.
Live a good life... Oh, by the way, the police and some friends have not found nothing after searching for so many years. A friend in the collecting industry received an antique, and later he gave it to me. It turned out to be my son's antique.
It’s a keepsake. It’s a treasure passed down from our ancestors. What a coincidence, that treasure came back to me. This is the only clue, but the police still can’t find my son based on that thing.”
"A token?! Mr. Fang, what is that?! Can you take it out and have a look?!"
Hearing this, He Qing's expression suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something.
Because as long as the thing is an antique of a certain age, he can see the ins and outs of that thing. Since it is a keepsake that his son has carried, when he gets lost, the antique will record that thing.
Through the process, there may be clues that can help Fang Dechao find his son who has been missing for forty years.
"It's a jade pendant, a dragon pendant." Fang Dechao replied, "Of course, just wait a moment and I'll take you to see it."
After he finished speaking, he called Xiaoye and asked Xiaoye to push him upstairs.
Not long after, He Qing followed them to a study room on the second floor.
"Here, it's this pair of jade pendants." Fang Dechao took out a beautiful box from the drawer and opened the lid carefully.
At that moment, what caught He Qing's eyes were two jade pendants, one carved in the shape of a dragon, and the other carved with a phoenix.
Of course, there is also a ball of "treasure light" emitted by the two pieces of ancient jade. Although the red light is relatively weak, it does exist, indicating that the thing is an antique.
Seeing this, He Qing was secretly surprised and happy, because since the jade pendant left by Fang Dechao's son had "baoguang", there would be traces to follow, and he might be able to find a breakthrough point from there.
The police couldn't get any useful clues from that thing, but in He Qing's eyes, that wasn't necessarily the case.
"The piece of jade that Acheng wore back then was a dragon pendant." Fang Dechao introduced, "The phoenix pendant was worn by his sister."
As he spoke, he picked up the dragon pendant and showed it to He Qing up close.
I saw that the jade pendant was round in shape, with jade dragons connected end to end. The jade should be Hetian white jade, but due to its age, the layer of patina covering it was very thick, and even traces of blood had penetrated into the jade.
"Jade nourishes people, and people nourish jade." If jade is worn for a long time, it may be a little bloodshot if it is carried close to the body.
Bloody jade will give people a feeling of aura.
He Qing had seen a very good blood jade like this before, and it was the blood jade bracelet in his sister-in-law's hand.
Speaking of which, he got his right eye power from that bracelet.
"Mr. Fang, this piece of jade is well carved and of exquisite quality. It is a rare and good piece of jade!" He Qing praised it after observing it for a while.
"No matter how good it is, it's useless." Mr. Fang shook his head and sighed, "Things have changed and people have changed. This feeling is indescribable."
He Qing comforted: "Mr. Fang, good people are rewarded. I believe this jade pendant can help you find your son."
As he spoke, his eyes became focused.
And the moment his eyes came together, the chaotic "treasure light" covering the dragon pendant condensed in front of his eyes.
The next moment, a steady stream of red light shot into his eyes.
In just a blink of an eye, he saw the ins and outs of that jade pendant.
"Oh I see!"
Through the video recordings, He Qing's mind suddenly lit up, because he discovered the short "plot" after Fang Dechao's son Acheng was lost.
Depending on the situation, there is hope of finding the eldest son of the Fang family!
(Thank you to Lao Gan Daddy and book friend 120402093411053 for the tip, as well as the comments from two friends, September Qiugui and yyajy2034.