"Teacher, you're awake. This is my cousin. These are his friends. They all admire you very much. I brought them over to visit you. When I saw you sleeping, I didn't disturb you. But just now, for some reason, my cousin suddenly changed.
It’s like this.” Ye Qun said anxiously.
"You kid, you are just fooling around. Why don't you call an ambulance quickly?" The old man said, stood up, came to Mr. Tang, and placed one hand on Mr. Tang's right hand pulse...
Tang Dashao was a little depressed when he saw this scene. Could it be that the master is still a Chinese medicine doctor? Can he still take the pulse?
"The pulse is very stable, there should be no problem." After about half a minute, the old man said with a frown.
"Teacher, how are you doing?" Ye Qun asked, holding a mobile phone in his hand.
"It's very strange. There is nothing wrong with the pulse, but your cousin seems to have suddenly lost energy and strength. I think it is better to go to the hospital for a detailed examination." The master said.
"Wait a minute, Fifth Brother, I'm really fine. What did you call Master just now? Teacher?" Young Master Tang asked in surprise. Did I hear it wrong?
Wang Jun and others also looked at Ye Qun. He was the master's disciple?
"Well, the master is my first teacher. He taught me how to write before. Unfortunately, I didn't study seriously and never met the teacher's standards. So except in front of the teacher, I always call him master in front of others for fear of being embarrassed.
It made the teacher’s face.” Ye Qun rarely blushed...
There are countless people in the whole of China who want to be the master's disciples, but he has wasted this opportunity. Even he himself feels very embarrassed...
"Haha, Xiaoqun, you don't stick to external things and don't care about false reputations. So what if you claim to be my disciple? Could it be that because your calligraphy is not good, you are not my disciple of Qi Gong?" Wuyou Novel
The word "Don't jump on the Internet". The master said very openly.
"What the teacher said is true, but Xiao Qun still can't." Ye Qun shook his head and said. The master had said this many times in the past, but Ye Qun himself recognized it. His handwriting was like an earthworm looking for its second uncle, and took out
Going will only ruin the teacher's reputation...
"You, you, always can't see through those false names." The master shook his head and said.
"Hey." Ye Qun touched his head in embarrassment.
At this time, Aunt Ran brought another bowl of water. After drinking it, Young Master Tang felt much better. His face was not as pale as it was at the beginning, but gradually became rosy, and his limbs gradually recovered.
"I'm sorry, Master, for disturbing you." Young Master Tang found some strength and hurriedly stood up and apologized.
Although I became like this just to treat him, there are some things I cannot say. It would be rude not to apologize at this time...
"It's okay, it's okay, young man, have we met before? I feel you are a bit familiar." The old man said.
"No, I have never met you, Master, before." Young Master Tang said.
"Strange, I feel very familiar to you, haha, maybe this is fate." The master said with a smile.
"Well, it's fate." Young Master Tang replied, but he was thinking in his heart, could it be that he used spiritual energy to treat him, so he felt familiar?
"Xiao Liu, are you okay?" Ye Qun said.
"Well, it's okay. I made you worry. I'm in good health." Young Master Tang smiled. As the golden thread began to emit traces of spiritual energy, Young Master Tang's health also improved.
"It's okay, young man. You're too weak. You sweat so much all of a sudden. You still need to have a good rest and take more supplements." At this time, Aunt Ran said very forcefully...
Young Master Tang broke into a cold sweat when he heard this. How could these words sound like kidney deficiency?
Seeing Aunt Ran's weird eyes, Young Master Tang retreated again...
"Teacher, we came here today to bring you a few treasures for you to take a look at," Ye Qun said.
"Oh? What treasure? You didn't buy it, right? If you did, then you don't need to look at it." The master said in a very shameless manner.
There is no need to look at it. It is obvious that in the eyes of the master, Ye Qun cannot buy the real thing...
"Teacher, there's no need to expose me in front of my cousin." Ye Qun said in shame.
"Haha, Brother Wang, you have company." Young Master Tang laughed.
Wang Jun seemed to have been tricked when he was shopping, and he and Ye Qun happened to be a good partner...
"Khan, brother, don't mention that thing about me." Wang Jun said, covering his face.
Ye Qun looked at Wang Jun and said, "Wang Jun, don't you also punch your eyes often?"
"Hey, Fifth Brother, Brother Wang doesn't just punch in his eyes all the time, he punches in his eyes all the time." Young Master Tang chuckled.
Hearing this, Ye Qun immediately seemed to have found a close friend. He looked at Wang Jun and said, "I didn't expect that there would be someone as unlucky as me. From now on, I will recognize you as my brother."
In the past, Wang Jun was just a brother of Tang Fei, so Ye Qun would deal with him. Otherwise, with Ye Qun's arrogance, Wang Jun might not be able to talk to him. Now what Ye Qun means is that even without Tang Fei's relationship
, the two of them can be considered good friends...
"Haha, Lao Wu, we really feel the same pain." Wang Jun said with a smile.
Ye Qun asked him to call him Lao Wu before, but it was just for the sake of Young Master Tang, and it was unnatural for him to call him. Now, because of their eye-piercing experience, they actually developed a feeling of sympathy for each other, and successfully became true friends.
…
Young Master Tang was also very happy to see this scene. Wang Jun was his best brother, and he naturally knew how the fifth brother Ye Qun treated him. However, after all, Ye Qun was a princeling in the inner circle of the government, and Wang Jun belonged to
Rich second generation...
In fact, these two groups are not good in the eyes of ordinary people, but princelings have the pride of princelings. In an official-based country, they are also proud of their qualifications. Everyone has their own social circle, and the rich second generation
It is a circle, and the princelings are also a circle. Only occasional inadvertent collisions will occur between the two circles...
It is difficult for people who are not in the same circle to get together. Young Master Tang has always hoped that Ye Qun and Wang Jun would not only become good brothers with sincerity, but at least become friends. However, Wang Jun has the intention and Ye Qun has no intention. Now the two have become friends.
It's a good thing for people that their shared experiences actually resonate and they become friends.
"Who brought the baby?" the master asked.
"Well, him." Young Master Tang pointed at Wang Jundao.
The old man frowned when he heard this. He had just said that he, like Xiaoqun, kept hitting his eyes, so why...
"Teacher, this time is different from the past. Although Wang Jun brought this thing, it was not bought, but picked up." Ye Qun said.
"Picked it up? Haha, you're lucky. Take it out and see what it is." The old man said with a smile.
Wang Junzhai's backpack came over, unzipped, and an ancient knife appeared in front of everyone. The scabbard was rusty and there were some holes. It seemed that it was originally inlaid with some gems or something like that.
I just lost it for some unknown reason...
After the old man took the knife, he looked at it carefully, flicked the scabbard to hear the sound, and then said: "Well, it is a good thing. At least this scabbard has a history of several hundred years."
"Master, you, your eyes..." At this time, Aunt Ran suddenly said in surprise.
"Well, eyes? What's wrong with the eyes? Oh, yes, I can actually see clearly." The master said in surprise.
"Huh? Teacher, is there something wrong with your eyes?" Wucuo Novel Network did not skip words. Ye Qun asked, I have never heard that the teacher has something wrong with his eyes, but he is getting older and has some bad health recently.
"Well, I didn't tell you that I had a slight problem with my eyes a few days ago. Everything I saw was blurry and I couldn't even write. It's been more than two weeks, but I suddenly got better today.
, If your Aunt Ran hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have noticed it yet, haha." The old man said with a happy smile.
His eyes are healed, which means he can write again and appreciate antiques, which is his biggest hobby...
"Teacher, why didn't you tell me in advance if you had any health problems so that I could arrange for a doctor to check you out?" Ye Qun said with a slight complaint.
"Haha, people, as you get older, you will always have some minor problems. You don't have to worry about it. Come and see something." The old man said with a smile.
The master turned his head and continued to look at the scabbard in his hand. After studying the threads on it one by one, he said: "This should be a scabbard made in the late Song Dynasty and the early Yuan Dynasty. After looking at the scabbard, let's move on to the sword, Xiaoran.
, you go and get my gloves and the magnifying glass."
Young Master Tang was ashamed after hearing this. He looked at the master, he was a professional. You need to wear gloves when appraising antiques, and a magnifying glass is one of the indispensable tools...
The master put on his gloves and pulled out the sword. Everyone felt a chill. The snow-white blade was tinged with red, as if it was the blood stains left after killing someone, and it also had a slight fishy smell...
Seeing this knife, the master's expression changed, and he sighed: "A good knife, a real killing knife. I don't know how many people's blood this knife has been stained with. The blood stains penetrate deeply into the blade. Although it has been for hundreds of years, it has been a long time."
There is a smell of blood, the owner of this sword must be a bloodthirsty general."
"What? Teacher, do you mean this knife is real?" Ye Qun opened his mouth and said.
"Of course it's true. The murderous intention persists for a long time and the smell of blood remains. This is the characteristic of a bloodthirsty soldier. An imitation will not have this effect unless it has killed many people." The master said.
"How about it, Fifth Brother, you lose." Young Master Tang smiled.
"Hmph, you said it belonged to Genghis Khan, but the teacher only said that the sword was one that killed many people, and he didn't say that it was Genghis Khan's golden sword." Ye Qun said in a rogue manner.
What does losing mean? Tea, my best tea...
"Xiao Qun, I asked you to study more, but you just refused to listen. Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked such an idiotic question. Isn't there writing on this knife?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words. The old man hates iron.
Bu Chenggang said, he must have seen this knife before. If he knew the words on it, he wouldn't find such a pale excuse...
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