Although Xue Renzhong has publicly declared that he has quit, he should just retreat behind the scenes. Just from the activities that his precious son Xue Anliang is currently engaged in, we can know that Xue Renzhong still has not really quit. Xu Chunliang even thinks that Xue Anliang is
So it was Xue Renzhong's instruction to stay with Bai Mushan and become his disciple.
Xu Chunliang said: "Something that allows Mr. Xue to take such a big risk to find must be quite precious."
Xue Renzhong said: "Is there anything more precious than life in this world?"
Xu Chunliang said: "Different people have different understandings of value. Mr. Xue believes that the most precious thing is life, but some people think it is family affection, some people think it is love, some people think it is career, and some people think it is freedom."
Xue Renzhong looked at the young man in front of him with interest: "What is the most important thing in Mr. Xu's heart?"
Xu Chunliang said: "People's values will also change in different periods. As far as I am concerned, I think the most important thing is feelings."
Xue Renzhong said oh, feelings cover a wide range, including family affection, friendship and love. He whispered: "If a person loses money and career, then you will find that all feelings are unreliable, almost
Everyone will leave you, but it is often the people closest to you who hurt you the most."
Xu Chunliang said: "Mr. Xue must have been deeply hurt in this regard in the past."
Xue Renzhong nodded and said, "Yes, when you reach my age, maybe you will understand what is really important."
Xu Chunliang said: "The reason why I think the most important thing is feelings is because I once had everything you said. What I lack most in my life is feelings."
Xue Renzhong smiled and said: "In this way, Mr. Xu can really be called a winner in life." He smiled secretly in his heart. Xu Chunliang's words were really loud. In his eyes, a young man in his twenties was just a person.
He was just a child, and how much experience he had. Xue Renzhong never imagined that Xu Chunliang's rich experience and legendary life had long been beyond his cognitive scope. It is true that Xu Chunliang's family background was good, but he was not yet rich. As for his career
, a section-level cadre of the Civil Affairs Bureau can at best be said to have achieved success at a young age, and is still far from a successful career.
Xu Chunliang said: "I dare not say that I am a winner in life, but people who oppose me often lose miserably."
Xue Renzhong said: "No wonder my two children always hold Mr. Xu in high esteem."
Xu Chunliang said: "I dare not take it seriously. I don't have many advantages. I just have experienced more things and am more courageous than ordinary people. As for my knowledge and cultivation, I am far behind your children."
Xue Renzhong said: "That boy An Liang has always been arrogant. There are not many people who can admire him."
Xu Chunliang secretly wondered whether Xue Renzhong already knew about the fact that Xue Anliang was controlled by him with poison. Logically speaking, Xue Anliang should not dare to say anything. He smiled slightly: "It's just mutual admiration. I failed to pass the exam after three years of re-study.
University, I have great admiration for Dr. Xue, a top academic figure who seems to be cheating. Miss Xue is also young and promising, and is already a famous young expert of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage. Mr. Xue is really good at educating people."
Xue Renzhong sighed and said: "Ashamed, I was rarely at home in the past and basically didn't interfere with their lives and studies. Their achievements today depend entirely on their own efforts."
Xu Chunliang continued to flatter: "That is also the origin of family education. The inheritance of traditional family bloodline like ours is very important."
Xue Renzhong heard something in this boy's words. What kind of bloodline inheritance clearly reflected his own dragon and phoenix. The son of a mouse could dig holes. This boy should know a lot about himself.
Xue Renzhong said: "I never thought that they would inherit my career. Everyone has their own ambitions. They can do whatever they want. I will not interfere."
"Mr. Xue is really open-minded."
The two chatted about values for a while, and finally brought the topic back to the disease itself. Xue Renzhong said: "In Mr. Xu's opinion, is there any chance of recovery from my disease?"
Xu Chunliang said: "I seem to have said just now that you were poisoned and not sick."
Xue Renzhong picked up the warm jade pot and poured a cup of tea for Xu Chunliang, and then poured himself a cup. Xu Chunliang found that Xue Renzhong's hand was very steady. Even when he coughed, his hand holding the teapot could actually remain motionless.
This is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
Xue Renzhong said: "Since I got sick, I have visited many famous doctors, and you are the only one who said this. Even Mr. Xu never said that I was poisoned." He had already determined that the young man in front of him had a poor understanding of cold poison.
Definitely more than Xu Changshan.
Xu Chunliang said: "If you say this, my grandfather will be unhappy when he hears it."
Xue Renzhong smiled and said: "There are specialties in the arts, and there are priorities in learning, just like in the field of archeology, my children have surpassed me in some aspects of knowledge. This is also normal. Not only am I not displeased, but
You will feel relieved.”
Xu Chunliang said deliberately: "It turns out that Mr. Xue is also engaged in archaeological work."
Xue Renzhong laughed, and soon he started coughing again. He coughed several times and took two more breaths before he calmed down: "When I was young, I liked hunting and exploring. Doing these things requires strong capital to support me.
So I did some wrong things for money, and I was punished accordingly. I am fairly well-known in the cultural relics world."
Xu Chunliang said: "Are Mr. Xue familiar with Mr. Huang Sanye from Linzhengtang?"
Xue Renzhong nodded: "How many people in the cultural relics world don't know Mr. Huang? But we are not friends. Mr. Huang is taking the easy road. He does not dare to associate with people like us who have criminal records.
Too deep.”
Xu Chunliang said he didn't dare but was still disdainful. He took a sip of tea and said, "Sanye Huang is in Dongzhou."
Xue Renzhong said: "I heard about it and saw in the news that he was hired as the honorary director of Dongzhou Museum. I am also very happy for him."
Xu Chunliang said: "Mr. Xue's Lantian Warm Jade Pot will probably even impress Mr. Huang, right?"
Xue Renzhong's expression showed a bit of pride: "Although I don't have Huang Sanye's reputation in the industry, I may not have seen less things than him." In fact, what he wanted to express was that I have seen more good things than Huang Wanglin.
Too much.
Xu Chunliang said: "Mr. Xue's collection must be very rich."
Xue Renzhong said: "Those things are not taken with me in life or death. I see them more and more lightly now. If you can cure my stubborn illness, I am willing to give you this warm jade pot and sea shark tears."
"
Xu Chunliang was startled. Although he was not too interested in Xue Renzhong's treasure, Xue Renzhong's actions were not ungenerous.
Xue Renzhong said: "To be honest, earlier, I also gave the cold jade sword to Mr. Xu, but Mr. Xu also refused."
Only then did Xu Chunliang understand why Xue Anning had given the Han Jade Sword to him first, and then Xue Renzhong gave it to his grandfather. The father and daughter wanted to use this knife to test their eyesight, and naturally his grandfather would not
Recognize Netherworld Cold Jade.
Xu Chunliang secretly sighed, these two men are really scheming.
Xu Chunliang said: "Mr. Xue is really sincere in his boxing."
Xue Renzhong heard the sarcasm in his words and said apologetically: "I hope Mr. Xu doesn't mind. I've been tortured by this cold poison for too long. I finally saw hope. I'm a little bit anxious. Please forgive me for being so presumptuous."
Forgive me."
Xu Chunliang said: "Although the cold poison in your body has lasted for many years, it is not incurable."
Xue Renzhong finally got a positive answer from Xu Chunliang. He suppressed his excitement: "Mr. Xu, just speak, as long as I can do it... cough cough... cough cough... I will do my best."
Xu Chunliang said: "I need to first understand the characteristics of the cold poison you are suffering from."
Xue Renzhong understood this and called his daughter to bring over the cold jade sword carved from Netherworld Han Jade and handed it to Xu Chunliang. After Xue Anning delivered it, she turned around and left, obviously not wanting to disturb the conversation between the two.
Xu Chunliang once again drew out the cold jade sword, which was so ingeniously crafted that the cold air was overwhelming: "This sword should not have been handed down from ancient times."
Xue Renzhong said: "The sword is the work of Shen Zisu, the master of jade carving in Gusu. I was kindly helped to complete it fifteen years ago. Master Shen passed away ten years ago, and his legacy is generally optimistic. This cold jade sword..." He wanted to say
The words were priceless, but he still swallowed them when they reached his lips, worried that Xu Chunliang would think too much. Although he and Xu Chunliang had not known each other for a long time, he had already seen that Xu Chunliang was definitely not a money-grubbing person.
Xu Chunliang said: "Did you bring this jade back from that coffin?"
Xue Renzhong pursed his lips and finally nodded. He had never admitted it in front of others. If he hadn't wanted to seek help from Xu Chunliang today, he would not have told the truth.
Xu Chunliang said: "You just said that if you were trapped in a coffin made of cold jade for a whole night, ordinary people would have frozen to death. Even if you have martial arts, you will not be able to escape. I guess someone must rescue you, right?"
wrong?"
Xue Renzhong nodded again.
Xu Chunliang said: "Let me guess again. After you got out of trouble, you didn't leave immediately. Instead, you were thinking about the cold jade coffin, so you tried every means to take away part of it, maybe the coffin lid, right?"
Xue Renzhong sighed secretly, this man is so young and his thinking is so careful. No wonder my two children are quite afraid of him. They can't defeat him at all.
Xue Renzhong said: "We broke open the coffin lid and took away about half of it."
Xu Chunliang said: "A wise man like Mr.
Xue Renzhong sighed and said: "Dead!"
Xu Chunliang asked: "How many people?"
"Both people except me are dead."
Xu Chunliang said again: "Three, if I'm not wrong, Master Shen should have also died of Netherworld Cold Poison. The Netherworld Cold Jade you gave him to carve killed him." Xu Chunliang's deduction couldn't be simpler, the jade craftsman
It is inevitable to inhale dust when carving. Inhaling the dust of Nether Cold Jade directly into the lungs is more harmful. Therefore, Shen Zisu was not exposed to it for a long time and the material was not large, but he was the first to die.
There will be another update later, so I’ll update it in the evening because I’m really in a hurry in the morning.
