"Although I don't know why Mu Yunhe wanted to involve you, I want to say that Yue Qingtang is not that simple." Lin Xiaoyu said.
"Oh? Miss Lin also knows about Yue Qingtang?" I asked curiously.
Lin Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "I can't say I know anything about it. My family is a family of collectors. Although I know nothing about this business, I have heard something about Yue Qingtang."
Lin Xiaoyu paused and continued: "My father once said that Mu Yunhe has evil intentions. Although he is a university professor, he is obsessed with speculation. Moreover, many of his antiques came from incorrect sources, and even..."
"Even what?" I asked.
Lin Xiaoyu shook her head and said: "My dad said that his things are all fake, but I don't understand this. I just heard my dad talk about it."
I smiled and said, "It's no secret that Yue Qingtang sells ghost goods. This is what I dislike the most about Mu Yunhe. He looks sanctimonious on the surface, but secretly he is a tomb robber who digs up graves. hypocritical!"
"Hey, by the way, I suddenly remembered something." Lin Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and she said: "I heard it said that my father's creditor seems to have a close relationship with Mu Yunhe. Do you think it's possible? …”
I frowned and asked, "Your father's creditor? Can you tell me who it is?"
Lin Xiaoyu smiled and said: "We are all destitute people in the world, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. In fact, my dad's creditor is named Yan Yunshu. She is the eldest daughter of Yan Beihe, the head of the Yan family, a family of northern collectors. Now she is even more so. The actual controller of the home.”
I know something about the Yan family. In today's domestic antique circles, there is a saying that "the south hears about the north Yan", which means that the two major markets, one in the south and one in the north, are controlled by the Wen family and the Yan family respectively. When Yan Beihe was still alive, he was the president of the National Collectors Association, and also served as a visiting professor in the history department of Peking University, and he had a high prestige in the circle.
Lin Xiaoyu's words cheered me up, and I asked, "Do you think there is a possibility that Mu Yunhe was ordered by Yan Yunshu?"
Lin Xiaoyu smiled and said: "You are stupid, isn't this contradictory? If Yan Yunshu wanted "The Picture of the King Sending His Son", how could she not know that our family couldn't get it at all, and why would she need to instruct Mu Why did Yunhe go around in such a big circle to fool me?"
"No, what if Yan Yunshu's purpose is not "The Picture of the King Sending His Son Off" at all?"
"It's not "The Picture of the King Sending His Son Off"? What is that?" Lin Xiaoyu asked.
"She may have known that the "Picture of the King Sending His Son" could not be obtained so easily. She had no hope for you and deliberately went in a big circle just to draw me in."
"You mean, Yan Yunshu knows about you and knows that you can help her get the "Picture of the King's Delivery of a Child"?" Lin Xiaoyu said with a smile, "Don't tease me, even she, Yan Yunshu, can't find the "Picture of the King's Deliverance of a Child". "Picture of the King of Heaven Sending His Son", can you, a small antique shop owner, find it?"
I shook my head and said: "I can't, but I really can't think of any more reasonable explanation. If I guessed correctly, your creditor should come to me soon."
"Yan Yunshu came to find you?" Lin Xiaoyu naturally didn't believe it, "How is this possible?"
"Haha, let's make a bet." I looked at the time and said with a smile, "Let's go back to the store now. The truth will come out soon."
Tashan is dimly lit at night. After waiting in the store for more than an hour, several neighboring stores had already closed. Only I kept a yellowish light on and continued to wait calmly.
Lin Xiaoyu was a little impatient. She always felt that no one would come.
I smiled and poured a cup of tea.
Before the teapot was put down, footsteps came from the door.
Listening to the voices, they are two people.
"Dong dong dong", the person knocked on the door, and then heard a deep man's voice, is there anyone there? "
Now it's good, Lin Xiaoyu looked at me with wide eyes, "It's amazing, someone really came!"
I smiled slightly and stood up to greet him, "It's so late, who are you?"
I saw a man and a woman standing at the door. The woman was dignified and beautiful. She was a noble woman in her forties. The man is thin and has a withered face. He is about eighty years old. He is wearing a black windbreaker and a small hat. He seems to be energetic. He is Mu Yunhe, the boss of Yue Qingtang.
I had already guessed that Mu Yunhe would come, so I pretended to be confused and said: "Professor Mu, what kind of wind has brought you here? Please come in quickly, please come in quickly."
At this time, Lin Xiaoyu also walked out and found that the visitors were none other than Mu Yunhe and Yan Yunshu. When she saw Yan Yunshu, her heart trembled instantly, her face turned pale and she said: "Yan, Aunt Yan..."
Yan Yunshu glanced at her and snorted coldly: "Hey, isn't this a girl from the Lin family? You dare to run away from your marriage in public. You are really capable. It seems that my Yan family is indeed not as high as your Lin family."
Lin Xiaoyu lowered her head, "Aunt Yan, I, I really can't help it. I will definitely repay the debt our Lin family owes to the Yan family. Please give me a little more time."
Yan Yunshu ignored her, walked straight to me, looked at me, and then said, "Are you Li Rui?"
I nodded, "Exactly, you must be Mr. Yanyun Shuyan, right?"
"Now that you know me, it seems I don't have to beat around the bush." Yan Yunshu said calmly, "Professor Mu and I came here late at night just to find you."
On the way back from the tomb, I couldn't figure out why Mu Yunhe tried every possible means to plot against Lao Qi. According to Lin Xiaoyu, Yan Yunshu and Mu Yunhe have a close relationship, so I have reason to believe that the two of them planned this incident together. But if they want to get "The Picture of the King Sending His Son" from me, that would be too ridiculous and logically untenable. Therefore, if you want to explain their motivation for coming prepared, it can only be for something else. As for how this matter is related to "The Picture of the King Sending His Son" and the Lin family, I have no way of knowing.
I was very happy to hear Yan Yunshu say this, at least it proved that my guess was correct. But at the same time, I was also worried. If I had any capital worthy of Yan Yunshu's personal visit, I might only have the title of "Xunlong Taibao".
But this is also the result I least want to see.
I made a pot of tea and said with a smile: "Mr. Yan, your words really offend me. I only have a small temple, so how dare I trouble you, a true Buddha?"
At this time, Mu Yunhe spoke, he smiled flatteringly and said: "Boss Li, please don't be humble. We don't speak secretly in front of real people. Since we came to you, it means that we have done an in-depth investigation of your situation." homework."
Although this old guy smiles when he talks, his old face has a treacherous air no matter how you look at it. It's no wonder that his reputation in the industry is extremely poor. Raising my hand to avoid hitting the smiling person, I offered the tea and said, "Professor Mu, I still don't understand what you said. Can you speak more clearly?"
Mu Yunhe took the tea cup, thought about it for a while, and decided to speak more cheerfully, so he put the cup down again and said: "Look for the dragon to share the gold and look at the entangled mountain. One layer of entanglement is a layer of barrier. If the door is closed, there are eight layers of danger, and there will be no yin and yang." Bagua shape. Boss Li is an expert and must know why we are here."
When I heard this, I probably understood a little bit. This bird man probably wanted me to rob his tomb. Anyway, it was no secret that he did this job. The forest was really big and there were all kinds of birds, but he could be so shameless. degree.
There was no point in pretending anymore at this time. I looked him up and down and asked, "Professor Mu, could this be Lao Qi's secret?"
"That's not possible. Xiao Qi may have some shortcomings, but he is still quite righteous and will never betray you." Mu Yunhe said with a dark smile.
"Haha, he has already sold me. Otherwise, Ms. Lin would not come to me to buy the "Picture of a Gift from the King of Heaven"." I no longer gave me a good look, and my face gradually became gloomy.
Lin Xiaoyu was confused when she heard this, "Li Rui, can you stop playing riddles? What on earth is going on?"
Mu Yunhe seemed to have some concerns about this "idle person", so he glanced at Yan Yunshu and saw that she remained calm, so he did not speak. At this time, Yan Yunshu opened the lid of the cup for the first time, but she closed it again before picking it up. With her status, being willing to touch your tea cup is considered a favor. She coughed lightly and said, "Boss Li, a friend of mine brought something back from Fujian, and I want you to show me whether it is the real thing."
This Yan Yunshu is different from Mu Yunhe. She is a big shot in the industry. It is better not to offend her. I tried my best to smile like a standard smile in the service industry and said: "Mr. Yan, you are an expert. Please consult me." , You praise me too much, I’m afraid you’re not interested in drinking!”
Yan Yunshu raised her eyes and glanced at me, "Boss Li is so young but so transparent, which is rare. To be honest, I am not here to see you this time. What I want to see is your old man?"
My expression suddenly changed. Very few people knew about my grandfather's identity. If someone asked, it was probably not a good thing, so he stood up and said coldly: "Mr. Yan, what do you mean? Professor Mu just said I told you, you did your homework before coming here, don’t you know that my grandfather has already traveled to the west?!”
When Mu Yunhe saw how ugly my face turned, he was startled and said quickly: "Boss Li, don't get excited, don't get excited, Mr. Yan hasn't finished speaking yet."
Yan Yunshu was probably used to being in front of others. When she saw that I didn't give her face, her face became a little uneasy, and her eyes sternly said, "Boss Li, young people should not be impetuous. I haven't finished speaking yet." .”
The sarcastic words I just made were just pretending to be strong, but Yan Yunshu calmly resolved them easily. I could only sit down again and asked: "Mr. Yan, if you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Boss Li, that's right." Mu Yunhe said with a sly smile, "It doesn't matter if the old man is gone, it's the same with you."
I glanced at him. He was smiling but not smiling at all. I really didn’t want to take another look at him, so I nodded and said, "Since Mr. Yan and Professor Mu think so highly of me, I can’t refute your face, but I The ugly words are ahead, but I dare not say whether I can see any results."
Seeing Yan Yunshu nod, Mu Yunhe took out a yellow cloth ball from his arms and spread it out on the table. When he opened it, there was nothing else inside, just a rusty brass key.
