Seeing this brocade box, Mo Hongru and another friend Feng Yongyan came over.
Mo Hongru likes collecting antiques, especially paintings and calligraphy.
What exactly is this?
Mo Hongru asked curiously. Read a book
This is a painting by Wen Zhengming.
As he spoke, Lu Qi carefully took out the ancient paintings he had collected.
Wen Zhengming's "Shuangke Bamboo and Stone Pictures".
To the shock of Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan, Lu Qi opened the painting "Frost, Bamboo and Stone" by Wen Zhengming.
Looking at this painting, the two people's eyes seemed to glow, and they both looked straight.
As one of the Four Talented Scholars, Wen Zhengming has very few authentic works in existence.
This is the first time for both Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan to see Wen Zhengming's authentic work.
It doesn't matter if I'm not shocked.
How about it?
Seeing the surprised expressions of his two old friends, Lu Qi asked very sarcastically.
This is the effect he wants.
sharp.
Feng Yongyan gave Lu Qi a thumbs up and said with great emotion.
Lao Mo, is my painting of "Frost, Bamboo and Stone" better than the calligraphy you treasure?
Lu Qi asked proudly.
In Mo Hongru's hand, there was a pair of priceless calligraphy, which Mo Hongru had always treasured as a treasure.
They, these old friends, have been envious and envious for a long time.
Now my own painting "Picture of Frost, Bamboo and Stone" is much better than Lao Mo's calligraphy.
He finally turned around.
When asked by Lu Qi, Mo Hongru was embarrassed.
The calligraphy of my own is indeed slightly inferior to Lao Lu's "Picture of Frost, Bamboo and Stone".
If you still want to see this picture in the future, you can go to my house and look at it at your leisure.
Lu Qi showed off.
Mo Hongru was slightly offended by Lu Qi's sarcastic tone.
This old guy.
Mo Hongru felt a little bit unconvinced in his heart.
Isn't it a painting by Wen Zhengming? No, I will have to get one myself sooner or later.
When the time comes, let’s see how Lao Lu still behaves.
Boom, boom, boom.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Meng Fei is here?
Lu Qi asked.
Probably not.
Mo Hongru shook his head. If it was Meng Fei, she would have walked in directly.
With doubts, Mo Hongru opened the door of the villa.
The next second, Mo Hongru was extremely surprised when he looked at Ye Chen standing in front of the door.
It turns out to be Xiaochen.
Mo Hongru said in surprise.
He was thinking of Ye Chen just now, but he didn't expect him to come.
Uncle Mo, I heard that you are not feeling well.
Ye Chen spoke politely.wΑp
How is it now?
The old problem is gone.
Mo Hongru spoke.
Come in quickly, Xiaochen.
After that, Mo Hongru invited Ye Chen in.
Come, let me introduce to you, this is Xiaochen, Ye Chen.
Mo Hongru introduced Ye Chen to two old friends, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan.
Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan nodded to Ye Chen.
In their subconscious mind, Ye Chen is just a junior, and taking the initiative to say hello is already giving him face.
Ye Chen also nodded in response.
By the way, it was my first time here and I didn’t know what Uncle Mo liked, so I just picked one at random.
After saying that, Ye Chen handed the brocade box in his hand to Mo Hongru.
Xiaochen is too polite.
Mo Hongru spoke.
At this moment, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan's eyes were also attracted by Ye Chen's brocade box.
Xiaochen, what are you bringing?
Mo Hongru asked curiously.
This is one of Wen Zhengming's words.
Ye Chen spoke.
Wen Zhengming’s name?
Hearing this, the eyes of Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan changed.
Especially Lu Qi was even more surprised.
Isn't this a coincidence?
He had just brought a painting by Wen Zhengming, and the next second, Ye Chen actually brought a painting by Wen Zhengming.
I don’t know whether it is my paintings that are more valuable to collect, or whether it is Ye Chen’s calligraphy that is more valuable to collect.
What?
Mo Hongru's eyes also lit up.
Just now he was thinking about collecting a calligraphy and painting by Wen Zhengming if he had the chance?
Sure enough, Xiaochen really liked him.
Open it and take a look?
Feng Yongyan couldn't help but suggest.
Finally, Mo Hongru carefully opened the words written by Wen Zhengming sent by Ye Chen.
Mo Hongru placed the calligraphy on the coffee table, together with the painting that Lu Qi picked up just now.
The size of Ye Chen's calligraphy is obviously much larger than the size of Lu Qi's painting.
Lao Lu, I don’t think your painting is good. It’s worse than Ye Chen’s calligraphy.
Feng Yongyan spoke.
Mo Hongru also nodded. After collecting calligraphy and paintings for so many years, he felt that the collection value of the calligraphy given by Xiao Chen was indeed higher than the collection value of Lu Qi's painting just now.
Tie, what do you know? If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons.
Lu Qi retorted:
Even though the size of my painting is smaller than the calligraphy, it is extremely rare. You must know that Wen Zhengming's paintings are less common than the calligraphy.
The most important thing is that my painting is indeed authentic, but the calligraphy is hard to say.
Lu Qi was unconvinced and even doubted whether Ye Chen's calligraphy was true.
After all, the size of this character is a bit large, and it can almost withstand two or three times the size of my own painting.
Is there any such work by Wen Zhengming that has survived?
Lu Qi expressed doubts.
After hearing what Lu Qi said, Feng Yongyan nodded, it seemed to make sense.
It's simple. Mr. Fang lives not far away. I'll just go and invite him over and let him evaluate it.
Mo Hongru spoke.
He didn't believe that Xiaochen's calligraphy was fake.
Mr. Fang, as mentioned by Mo Hongru, is a Taishan Beidou-level appraisal expert in the Jiangzhou antiques industry.
Not to mention in Jiangzhou, even in the entire south, he is famous.
He appraised it, and several people had no objections.
Mo Hongru left, and after a while, he came back with an old man with silver hair who looked to be in his seventies.
Fang Lao.
Mr. Fang is getting younger and younger.
After seeing Mr. Fang, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan both greeted him warmly.
Although Mr. Fang is not as valuable as them, but because of his status as a powerful figure, Mr. Fang has an extremely large network of people, and even some big shots come to visit him.
Therefore, after meeting Mr. Fang, both of them were extremely polite.
Mr. Fang nodded and did not greet the two of them. Instead, he asked anxiously:
Where are those two calligraphy and paintings?
Ordinary people, if they want to invite Mr. Fang, they may not come.
I just heard Mo Hongru say that there were two calligraphy and paintings by Wen Zhengming. Mr. Fang was very excited, so he immediately followed them.
Mr. Fang, where are you?
Lu Qi spoke.
Mr. Fang came over and looked at the two calligraphy and paintings placed on the coffee table, and suddenly became excited.
Mr. Fang stepped forward, took out a magnifying glass, and studied it carefully.
After watching for a while, the expression on Mr. Fang's face changed extremely subtly. He seemed happy for a while, and a little regretful for a while.
After studying for five or six minutes, Mr. Fang finally completed the identification.
How's it going, Mr. Fang?
Lu Qi asked curiously.
"Hello, Xiao Yan?"
"It's me, who are you?"
"Seven years ago, the girl in Emily Hotel, do you still remember?"
As soon as Xiao Yan heard "Emily Hotel", his breath was suffocated, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Really you? You...where are you?"
Seven years!
He has been waiting for this call for seven whole years!!
Although so many years had passed, he could never forget the girl who appeared in his life like a night-blooming night-bloom.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to trouble you, nor am I demanding anything. I... I just can't worry about Amy." The woman paused, took a deep breath and said, "Amy... is your daughter."
"What! My daughter?"
Xiao Yan exclaimed, and his heartstrings tightened instantly.
"She is six years old this year. She is very cute and looks like you. I hope you can take good care of her for me after I leave."
"She is afraid of the dark and likes to sleep with her doll in her arms at night..."
Listening to the woman's words, Xiao Yan's heart suddenly suddenly stopped, and he quickly interrupted her and said, "Don't worry about it. If you have anything to do, tell me. I'll come to you right away and I'll help you solve it."
"It's useless, you can't fight them..." The woman smiled bitterly and said, "I will send Amy to..."
Before the woman finished speaking, a man's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
"Do you think you can hide?"
Then there was a scream and a loud bang.
That's the sound of a cell phone falling to the ground!
Xiao Yan's heart thumped, as if his heart had been hit hard by someone, and he hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey..."
No one answered!
Only the noise echoed and the signal was interrupted.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Yan was so anxious that she almost crushed her phone to pieces.丅zai Aiyue Xiaoqing app
After a few seconds, the woman's shout came from the phone again.
"Let me go, let me go!"
"Xiao Yan, you must find Amy and take good care of her!"
"Promise me you will take good care of her!"
"Promise me!!!"
Listening to the heartbreaking voice, Xiao Yan's heart was bleeding. He shouted anxiously into the microphone: "Let her go, let her go!"
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But he shouted for a long time, but there was no response from the other end of the phone. But the woman's voice became farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and more and more desperate!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!
Xiao Yan was extremely anxious.
He exchanged his youth and blood for this peaceful and prosperous age, but his woman and biological daughter were bullied!
Unforgivable!
Xiao Yan was angry like never before, and a ball of fire burned in his chest, as if it was going to burn the whole world to ashes.
He wished he had wings and could fly there now.
Just when he was about to collapse, a man's disdainful voice came from the phone's microphone: "This bitch still wants to find someone, haha..."
Xiao Yan hurriedly said sternly: "I don't care who you are, if you dare to touch a hair on her body, I will kill you nine tribes!!"
"Tsk, tsk, what a loud tone! I'm so scared!"
"You must be that wild man. If you are really capable, come here quickly. Otherwise, in a few hours, I may never see her again."
"As for that little bastard, the end will be even worse, or his hands and feet will be broken, and he will be rushed to the street to beg, or his heart, liver, and eyes will be gouged out, or he will become the target of some perverted old men to vent their anger. Tsk tsk, I think
It’s so pitiful to even think about it!”
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The man's words were full of teasing, disdain, and deep provocation.
"You are looking for death!" xqq8
Xiao Yan roared with red eyes.
"Let's talk about it after you find me, haha..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan only heard a crisp click and the call was interrupted.
"Damn!!!"
Xiao Yan shouted loudly, and the thick murderous intent surged out of his body like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the situation changed and the whole world was shocked!
I think of him Xiao Yan, who spent ten years in the army and wiped out more than a million enemies. At the age of only twenty-seven, he became invincible and aspired to the supreme position, and was awarded the title of Zhenguo!
He holds immense power and has unparalleled achievements!
There is no one like it before, and there will be no one in the future!
But now, if you can't even protect your own women and daughters, how can you protect these hundreds of millions of people?
The three thousand Predators who were undergoing special training outside the camp were so frightened by this terrifying murderous intent that they all knelt on the ground, trembling.
The five war kings of Daxia came after hearing the news.
"Supreme!"
"Brother!"
The five war kings all stepped forward with concerned expressions on their faces.
"Supreme, what happened?"
Mobei Wang Long Zhantian asked in a trembling voice. He had followed Xiao Yan for many years, and he had only seen such a terrifying killing intent once.
That was three years ago. Due to a rebellion, tens of thousands of Mobei troops were trapped and thousands of men died fighting.
Xiao Yan, one man and one sword, rushed into the enemy's base camp and killed the traitors among thousands of people.
In that battle, there was a river of blood and a mountain of bones!
In that battle, 800,000 enemies were killed and they were so frightened that they retreated away!
That battle made everyone realize what it means to be so angry that a million people will be killed!!
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