"Mark my words, the telescope must be found. No matter what the cost."
"Don't let your two classmates die in vain."
"The assets I have obtained for you are enough for you to turn the world upside down."
"As soon as there is news about the telescope, go to Hong Kong Island to look for it..."
"If you are at the point of life and death, and I, a fat pig like you, haven't been slaughtered yet, can help you, I will."
Finally, Qin Jing added: "Don't die before you find the mountain mirror."
"Otherwise, you and I will end up very miserable."
I remembered the last words Qin Jing said.
This sentence is the only truth that is not adulterated among all Qin Jing's words.
At the moment when I stood up and was about to put down the vial, Qin Jing's wife suddenly appeared and said something that shocked Qin Jing: "Why does it smell like alcohol?"
Immediately, Qin Jing was so frightened that his hair stood on end, he winked at me crazily, and without saying a word, he held the teacup and drank from it.
"Where does the smell of alcohol come from?"
The little wife who could be Qin Jing's granddaughter came over wearing semi-transparent black gauze pajamas and slippers. Her looming body glowed with jade light in the sunset, dazzling and seductive.
The turbulent mountains rose and fell crazily with the mesmerizing footsteps, and the sultry scent of perfume made Qin Jing's old bones soften.
"What does it smell like? It's alcohol!"
"If a child has a severe cold, he should use alcohol to disinfect it."
Chewing durian crazily in his mouth, Qin Jing sweated on the back of his neck. He quickly pushed the small bottle containing the 1982 Maotai in front of me: "Make a display case and put it in your appraisal center."
I agreed coolly, took the small bottle and put it into my briefcase. I moved my right hand lightly and poured out all the Moutai.
"Wait."
Qin Jing's little wife shouted with a cold face: "Come back."
My heart skipped a beat, I paused for two seconds and immediately took out the vial.
At this moment, Qin Jing, who was anxious and wise, said in a deep voice: "The vial was lent to me by Mr. Shi for research. It is a public property and must be returned to Fangzhou."
"Why should I pay it back when Mr. Shi is dead? Give it to me. I told you to give it to me."
Facing the man who was much more imposing and temperamental than Qin Jing, I said solemnly: "This is the Ru porcelain long-neck vase from the original Fangzhou Museum."
"There are missing items in Fangzhou San's hospital roster."
"I was ordered to take it back!"
Qin Jing's little wife was doubtful, her blurred eyes swept across my face, and she said coldly: "Why didn't you come and get it earlier?"
I responded softly: "I have just held the sword Fangzhou for forty days."
"Stop talking nonsense to me. So what if I don't pay you back?"
I said calmly: "If Madam doesn't return it, the inventory materials cannot be delivered, and Fangzhou cannot dismantle the organization on time."
*** He didn't take me seriously, and said in a arrogant tone: "What does this have to do with me?"
I lowered my eyelids and said softly: "There was originally a pair of these goose-neck bottles, which were brought out of the Forbidden City by Puyi as national treasures. One of them was collected by George Yumofanpoulos, the shit stirrer, on May 28, 1940, in Wudusu. It was auctioned by Fubi and then flowed into the Daweide Foundation." Kanshu La
*** screamed: "What do you want to say?"
I lowered my head and responded calmly: "This is a Grade A national treasure. In 1992, a Ru kiln sunflower wash was auctioned for 1.54 million U.S. dollars."
"Now it's doubled tenfold."
Then, I emphasized: "This long-neck vase is worth three times as much as the sunflower wash."
*** His jade face froze, his eyebrows raised and he stared at me, and he snorted coldly: "I have to come here to pay, so get your things and get out of here."
With a calm look on my face, I put away the vial, saluted Qin Jing, turned around and left.
Walking out of the Wuming Taoist Temple, I looked at the sky dyed by the sunset, at the dark green and black mountains and forests, and felt the ray of early winter cold in the late autumn. I calmly got in the car and drove away without any nostalgia.
I didn't go back to the family area or the identification center. Instead, I went to Zhou Chenglong's residence.
Although I was cleared of corruption
However, there is still no final conclusion to the bloody shooting incident on the day San was admitted to the hospital.
I have to go into custody.
After checking into the room, I immediately cleaned the Ru kiln long-neck vase.
Although Song Huizong lost his country and his family, his creation of the Thin Gold Body and Ru Kiln brought the most profound influence to later generations.
It is known that the total number of Ru kiln porcelain in the world is only sixty-four and a half pieces, and only a handful of them are circulating in the market.
Every piece of Ru kiln is a first-class national treasure.
In particular, this unique long-neck vase is even more precious.
I don't know how the vase fell into Qin Jing's hands, but I know that this vase came from the ground.
The person who could bring the rare treasure Ru Kiln into the coffin and bury it must be a great figure in the Republic of China.
It can be seen that Qin Jing loves this long-neck vase very much.
Constantly playing with and maintaining the vase has produced a thick natural patina. If my nose had not been sharp enough and my eyes sharp, I would have almost failed to recognize that it was a funerary object from the ground.
Qin Jing cherishes this bottle very much, and all I need to do to clean it up is to pour out the Maotai wine and wash it thoroughly.
But during the cleaning process, I accidentally discovered something.
There was actually a lot of dirt accumulated inside the bottle.
This puzzles me.
There is dirt in a peerless Ru kiln that is thickly coated and can be played with at any time?
Will Qin Jing not clean up?
So, I made a brush and carefully cleaned the dirt.
But after cleaning off a piece of dirt, I made another surprising discovery with the help of a strong flashlight.
Under the dirt, there are words.
This discovery surprised me.
Then I discovered to my horror that this character was actually an inscribed character carved with a carving knife!
What shocked me even more is that this character actually means heart in simplified Chinese!
I was stunned for quite a while before I came back to my senses.
Quickly clean off the dirt on the bottle, wipe off the water stains inside the bottle and blow dry with an electric air blower.
The mouth of the vase is only three centimeters, and the engraved fonts inside the vase cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye.
So I broke the bathroom mirror, picked out a suitable lens, and put it into the bottle with tweezers.
Under the illumination of a strong flashlight and through the reflection of the lens, I read that line of text.
"Xiao...xin...your master, Cao Laizi."
