While several people were talking, they heard a burst of crying outside, but it was Sun Laowen's son Sun Changli who had arrived. This guy once sold the dragon bones to Mo Han through Xie Boxiang, and lost all the proceeds from the sale within a few days. However,
Xie Boxiang saw that Sun Laowen had always been good to Sun Changli in terms of his friendship with him, so he asked Zeng Yuanqing to find him a job as a janitor in a hotel.
It's a pity that Sun Changli still failed to live up to his expectations and actually committed the crime of guarding and stealing. Zeng Yuanqing originally wanted to send him to the police station, but Xie Boxiang interceded and let him go without further investigation.
Sun Changli cried bitterly and knelt down in front of Xie Boxiang's portrait. Zeng Yuanqing despised this guy from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he was more of a showman and was too lazy to look at him seriously.
In the end, Huang Wanglin asked Pu Jian to help him up.
Sun Changli's sadness was not pretended. Even if he was a gambler, he still remembered the benefits that Xie Boxiang had for him. His father had many friends during his lifetime, but after his death, the only person who could still help him was Xie Boxiang. Now Xie Boxiang is dead.
, Sun Changli has one less person to turn to for help.
Huang Wanglin said: "Xiao Sun, everyone has this day, so don't be too sad."
Sun Changli said: "I didn't even see Uncle Xie for the last time. It was too sudden... On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I came over to pay him New Year greetings and everything was fine. How could it happen all of a sudden... Oh, my Uncle Xie, you are always gone. In the future,
Who else loves me?"
Pu Jian also knew something about this guy and thought that Ya owed Xie Boxiang a lot of money. Now that his creditors are dead, shouldn't he be happy?
Zeng Yuanqing really couldn't stand listening anymore: "Sun Changli, stop being pretentious here and disturbing my master's spirit in heaven."
Sun Changli stopped crying and stared at Zeng Yuanqing with red eyes: "My surname is Zeng, what does it have to do with you if I cry and thank you uncle? Is it an eyesore to you? Who do you think you are? My uncle was cremated without even saying hello.
?Have you asked me?"
Zeng Yuanqing said: "Sun Changli, do I need to ask you to take care of Master's funeral? Can you contribute money or strength?"
Sun Changli said: "Uncle Xie is like my uncle. I came to celebrate the New Year on the first day of the Lunar New Year. He told me personally that after a hundred years, he asked me to wear sackcloth and mourn for him. He also said that he left me a sum of money so that I could change my mind.
Live your life.”
Zeng Yuanqing said coldly: "My master is gone. You asked him for money in the past, forget it, but you still have the nerve to ask for money? His old man left a will long ago, and your name was not mentioned at all in the will.
"
Huang Wanglin shook his head slowly. This Sun Changli was so unsatisfied that he actually cared about Xie Boxiang's inheritance. How could Xie Boxiang leave his inheritance to a gambler?
Sun Changli said: "Why do I have no shame to ask for money? What my uncle said personally can be false. I understand, you want to embezzle my uncle's inheritance."
Zeng Yuanqing's face turned serious: "Sun Changli, I have given you enough face. If you dare to mess around again, believe it or not, I will kick you out right now?"
Sun Changli said: "Others don't know you, and I don't know you. How can you, Zeng Yuanqing, be such a good person? You keep washing your hands in a golden basin, but you have done so many shameful things behind your back. My uncle's body is not cold yet, and you burned him.
I think most people are killed by you."
Zeng Yuanqing couldn't bear it anymore, so he rushed over and kicked Sun Changli in the direction of him, knocking him to the ground.
Sun Changli was a tough guy. Not only was he not afraid of being kicked, but he rushed towards Zeng Yuanqing like crazy to fight him, but was kicked to the ground by Zeng Yuanqing.
There were many helpers of Zeng Yuanqing at the scene. When they saw that it was okay, they all rushed to help. They surrounded Sun Changli and beat and kicked him.
Huang Wanglin was afraid of causing trouble, so he asked Pu Jian to start a fight. Fortunately, Xu Chunliang went over in time and stopped Zeng Yuanqing: "Forget it, there is no need to argue with this kind of person."
Zeng Yuanqing said angrily: "For the sake of my master, I will beat this scoundrel to death."
Sun Changli was still cursing, and Xu Chunliang helped him up from the ground: "Stop saying a few words, and I won't care if they beat you again."
Sun Changli knew that he could not get any relief, so he had no choice but to leave Xie's house first.
I limped outside to push my electric car.
Xu Chunliang said: "Did you come to see Mr. Xie on the first day of junior high school?"
Sun Changli nodded and said: "Come here, there are not many people who are good to me in this world, and Uncle Xie is one of them."
Xu Chunliang said: "What did he tell you?"
Sun Changli said: "He said he would leave a sum of money to me in the future, and also asked me to get rid of my gambling addiction and live a good life in the future."
Xu Chunliang said: "That's all?"
"I swear I didn't lie to you. By the way, my uncle also asked me about some things that Xue Renzhong had with my father back then."
Xu Chunliang was shocked: "What's the matter?"
Sun Changli said: "That's when Xue Renzhong gave my father two ceramic jars. They were originally a pair. My father gave one to Uncle Xie, and the other one is with my father. I have never seen that one before. It is valuable at home.
I have sold out all the antiques."
As he spoke, Sun Changli took out his phone and found the photo to show to Xu Chunliang. Xu Chunliang was not impressed. After asking for his permission, they added each other's contact information and asked Sun Changli to send the photo to him. He secretly wondered whether there was something in the ceramic jar.
secret?
Sun Changli said: "My uncle must have left a will. Zeng cremated his body in such a hurry. There must be a ghost in it."
Xu Chunliang said: "If you think about it carefully, what else did he say?"
Sun Changli thought hard and said: "He said that if I am desperate one day, he will let me find my father..." At this point, Sun Changli seemed to have remembered something: "By the way, the porcelain jar holds my father's ashes.
" His mind began to wander. Could it be that the porcelain containing his father's ashes was antique porcelain? If it was Yuan blue and white, wouldn't he have made it?
Xu Chunliang guessed what this guy was thinking from his expression, and he was probably going to dig up his father's ashes jar right away.
After Sun Changli left, Huang Wanglin and Pu Jian also came out. Huang Wanglin saw that Sun Changli was not there and asked Xu Chunliang, "He's gone?"
Xu Chunliang nodded: "I finally persuaded him to leave, saying that Mr. Xie promised to leave him a sum of money."
Pu Jian laughed and said: "You can't believe what this bad gambler says. If Mr. Xie had given it to him, he would have given it to him long ago. Why wait until now?"
Huang Wanglin sighed and said, "Master Xie is really good to Sun Laowei's son."
Xu Chunliang remembered what happened just now and took out the photo to show to Huang Wanglin. Huang Wanglin took it and looked at it: "I have this porcelain jar. It's either an antique or a modern handicraft. Lao Xie often goes to my place to drink tea, so he saved it.
Many Pu'er people were at my place and they didn't tell me anything at the time. If they didn't go, I wouldn't touch their tea leaves. If you didn't show them the photos, I would almost forget them."
Now several people thought that there might be an article in the porcelain jar, and they immediately went to Linzhengtang together.
The tea cans used by Xie Boxiang to store tea were placed in Huang Wanglin's tea room. Huang Wanglin rarely drank Pu'er, and he had no habit of touching other people's things. Except when Xie Boxiang went to his place, he never touched Xie Boxiang's tea cans.
I found a porcelain jar that was the same as the photo. After opening it, I found stacks of tea cakes inside. I took out the tea cakes one by one and found a will written by Xie Boxiang himself.
It should have been two months since the will was made, and Xie Boxiang had already made all preparations for his death.
Huang Wanglin didn't pay attention at the time, he just drank tea and chatted with Xie Boxiang. It is estimated that Xie Boxiang secretly put the will in it at that time.
Huang Wanglin couldn't help but sigh after reading the content of the will. Sun Changli was not mentioned in the will, but the inheritance was arranged. Xie Boxiang's most important inheritance was the courtyard house. The courtyard house was originally acquired from Xiahou Mulan. Xie Boxiang
The will was to repay the debts owed during his lifetime after the sale, and then donate the money to the Department of Archeology of Peking University to establish an archaeological education fund. He hoped that his old friend Huang Wanglin would help him handle this matter.
Xu Chunliang said: "Since we have a will, it will be easier to handle."
Huang Wanglin said: "Zeng Yuanqing also has a will in his hand."
Xu Chunliang was startled when he heard this. If it hadn't been for Sun Changli's incident, he wouldn't have cared about the distribution of Xie Boxiang's inheritance at all.
Pu Jian said: "Doesn't that mean there are two wills?"
Huang Wanglin nodded and said: "The will in Zeng Yuanqing's hand left all the property to him."
Pu Jiandao: "Did Mr. Xie change his mind before he died or was one of the two wills false?"
Xu Chunliang said: "One of them must be fake."
In fact, all three of them had the same idea. Huang Wanglin was very familiar with Xie Boxiang's notes. The will that Xie Boxiang hid in him had not been disclosed before. It can be seen that Xie Boxiang was hesitant when he made this will.
What is surprising is that this will does not mention a word about Zeng Yuanqing. As Xie Boxiang's closest disciple, he has always been by his side to take care of him. Logically speaking, it is reasonable for Xie Boxiang to leave his inheritance to Zeng Yuanqing.
Xu Chunliang asked: "Could Zeng Yuanqing forge a will?"
Pu Jiandao: "No, I have been in contact with this person, and I feel that he is quite honest."
Xu Chunliang said: "I always feel that this funeral was held too hastily, and Mr. Xie was cremated too quickly. Zeng Yuanqing kept saying that Mr. Xie didn't want to make a big deal."
Pu Jian asked: "Is there something fishy here?"
Huang Wanglin let out a long sigh. One of the two wills must be fake. It is difficult for human nature to withstand the test of money. If the will in Zeng Yuanqing's hand is fake, Xie Boxiang's death may be problematic.
Pu Jian whispered: "Master, what should I do?"
Huang Wanglin turned his attention to Xu Chunliang. He thought Xu Chunliang had many ideas and wanted Xu Chunliang to make one.
Xu Chunliang said: "Now that we have caught up, we can't just sit idly by. I guess there is more to this matter. Since Mr. Xie said that this jar is a pair, maybe there is something in the other jar."
Huang Wanglin said: "Where is the other jar?"
Xu Chunliang said: "I estimate that it will most likely be used to hold Sun Laowan's ashes."
