The more than 20 experts and masters across the country who are famous all over China looked at me with hatred when they left.
But more than hatred, there is fear!
There is no doubt that after this battle, I have become completely famous in Wenbo and Yandu antique circles.
I have a reputation for being so stinky that even the densest spoon cannot lift it.
However, the other party was also scared by me!
This time, I really beat these people up!
If it hurts, it will be relieved!
The temperature in the luxurious hall rose another degree.
There were only two people left in the entire hall: me and Old Despicable.
Under the bright and dazzling new LED light, Old Despicable and I sat face to face, like famous generals fighting in front of the battle, and like swordsmen fighting at the top of the Forbidden City.
The old mean person hides his secret, but I am full of energy.
The past scenes of suppressing me, beating me and insulting me are all vivid in my mind. Today, I took the opportunity to pay back everything I owe me.
"There was no Songyang Han Botu among the things Pu Yi gave to Pu Jie."
Finally, after a long silent exchange, the old mean finally spoke slowly.
The words of the old mean are a piece of history.
In the first year of the Republic of China, Yuan Shikai, on behalf of Beiyang, signed the Xuantong abdication agreement and preferential treatment conditions with Queen Mother Longyu, giving the Aixinjueluo family an annual resettlement fee of four million yuan.
In addition, the Forbidden City and everything in the Forbidden City were also given to Puyi.
Puyi was only six years old at that time and knew nothing. He only lived a carefree childhood like his own mascot in the Forbidden City.
After Yuan Shikai's death, the successors were unwilling to pay the annual resettlement fee of four million yuan. Puyi had no choice but to sell off his ancestral property in pawn to continue to maintain a prosperous life.
At that time, Puyi would sell whatever he had, and if he couldn't sell it, he would mortgage it.
Among them is the Qianlong complete set of golden chimes, a peerless treasure!
The mortgage to the Salt Bank was only 400,000 yuan.
Entering the period of warlord rule, Puyi gradually grew up amidst the sound of gunfire.
Foreboding that the current situation was turbulent, Puyi took precautions and gave countless treasures to his younger brother Pujie in the name of rewards as a source of future livelihood security.
"This is not something from Jianfu Palace either."
Jianfu Palace is a retirement mansion specially built by Qianlong before his retirement. It contains all the best treasures from ancient times to the present.
In the end, there was no official check-in.
After Qianlong's death, Jianfu Palace was sealed by Jiaqing until 1923.
That year, the Forbidden City was robbed every day. Even the Dadong Pearl during Puyi's wedding was stolen by eunuchs and maids.
The young Pu Yi vowed to catch the thief and ordered an inventory of everything in the palace.
That night, Jianfu Palace was destroyed by fire.
This fire not only destroyed the peerless treasures worth hundreds of billions, but also burned the young Puyi.
Therefore, Puyi ordered all the irrelevant eunuchs and maids to be expelled from the palace!
"This painting is not from Xiaobailou either."
The old mean man was wearing a cane and his eyelids. He looked very much like the green old man Yoda in Star Wars. His wrinkled face was too old to be true.
The Little White Building was a place where Puyi kept treasures in the Fengtian Puppet Palace after he became his godson.
After the footbath was destroyed, Puyi fled north in a hurry, and the treasures of Xiaobailou were looted. Among them, Mi Fu's "Poetry on Tiaoxi River", Li Gonglin's "Five Horses Picture", and Zhan Ziqian's "Spring Outing Picture" were among the most valuable treasures among the people.
"This painting was stolen from the palace by a maid when Puyi dismissed the eunuchs and maids."
"I sold it to my father for 10,000 yuan. My father thought it was expensive and didn't buy it."
"The royal paintings and manuscripts of Emperor Qianlong of that year are not worth that price."
"Since then, this painting has disappeared from the world."
After speaking quietly, the old mean man slowly raised his hand and took a sip of hot tea, and said indifferently: "How much did you spend on it?"
"I am a hundred times more generous than your father!
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These words took full advantage of the old mean man.
As expected, the old despicable man who couldn't stand any anger and agitation raised his eyelids, his eyes bulged, and his juices burst out: "Please keep your mouth clean."
I glared at the old mean man without blinking and said with a sarcastic expression, "Are you trying to give away a black-haired person to a white-haired person?"
The old mean man suddenly clenched his teeth and said, "Don't threaten me with my apprentice. I still know the difference between right and wrong according to the laws of the country and the rules of the family."
I pursed my lips and said coldly: "I will not talk about national laws for now, but I have learned about your family rules."
"Last time I kindly reminded you that in just a few days, your apprentice maliciously defrauded you of 90 million, which proves that your family rules are really bad."
"You are no good either."
The old mean man suddenly became furious: "I don't need your judgment yet."
I said in a cold and indifferent voice: "So, you are going to kill your relatives out of righteousness."
"I heard rumors in the world that Chen Huan is your old sweetheart's son that you didn't get?"
Bo!
"*** is farting!"
The old mean man grabbed the tea cup and smashed it on the table. Suddenly, tea splashed all over the sky: "Let me ask you, how long have you been doing this game?"
Right now it's just me and Old Despicable, and we're not afraid of being videotaped. Don’t worry about any image confrontation at all!
I didn't mind, gently wiped the tea from my face, and told the old mean man in a slow and clear manner: "It won't be long. I still want to wait for you to apologize to me before I deal with you."
"The plan can't keep up with the changes, so I'm ahead of schedule."
"Are you satisfied with this game?"
Blood oozed from the old mean man's hand holding the tea cup, and flowed down the purple clay cup onto the rice paper, turning into a bright plum blossom.
But there was no pain at all on his face: "You win this time. Tell me. How much does it cost?"
"Money...I definitely want it. Let me ask you two questions first."
The old mean man smiled scornfully at me, showing a look that he had known for a long time.
I looked at the old mean man with a smile on his face and said, "Did you ask Ning Cheng to force me to donate the Sea Compass?"
This problem was obviously what Old Despicable expected.
The old mean man looked up at me and said sarcastically: "If I said it was not my instigation, would you believe it?"
"Of course I believe it."
I said coldly: "You have such a high standard, but I believe you when you say that Ning Cheng was your son when you were sixty years old."
The old mean man was about to go berserk.
The old, despicable wife died young, without re-engagement, and without any heirs.
Ning Cheng is Lao Desi's nephew. He grew up with Lao Desi and is very close to Lao Desi.
