Chapter 1167: The stinky and shameless Mo Fat Man
Dovachai's excitement is hard to put into words.
If you can really have those documents, then the identity of your Ayutthaya dynasty can be confirmed to a large extent.
Of course, the documents remain in China for now, but Lin Jinpeng promised that they would be delivered to Thailand in the next few days, so that Dowa could take a look at them with his own eyes.
He knew that Lei Huanxi, who was in the country, must have known about this matter, and he would definitely find a way to solve it.
Bewilderment?
It has nothing to do with him if he is embarrassed.
Before he and Dom left, Ray Huanxi patted his chest and promised that no matter what they wanted, they would definitely find a way to solve it.
The country is their largest rear base.
After continuing to chat with Dowachai for a while, Lin Jinpeng looked at the time: "Mr. Dowachai, I'm sorry, I still have some things to do, and I'm going to leave." As for those supporting documents, I think you will be able to see them in the last few days. ”
"You're leaving?" Dova guessed.
"Yes. ”
Dovachai's eyes showed some suspicion: "Mr. Lin, don't you have anything else to look for me?"
"No, Mr. Dowachai. Lin Jinpeng smiled and said, "I'm just here to chat with you and discuss some things about the Ayutthaya Dynasty." We had a great chat today, and I wish you a good mood every day. ”
"Ah, okay. Dowa replied in a daze, "Ah, if I have time tomorrow, I think I will invite you here as a guest." Look at my memory, I obviously invited you to lunch with me, but you left in such a hurry. So, tomorrow at noon, shall we have lunch together?"
Lin Jinpeng thought for a while and agreed.
……
"Introduced by Lao Hou?"
Yundong, 12 noon.
The old man was sloppy and unkempt, with a shaved head and a full beard. But his hands were white and pure, and this was the only clean part of his body.
Looking at the big fat man in front of him, who claimed to be "Mo Dawei", the old man looked up and down with some doubts.
"Yes, Professor Hou asked me to come. ”
Mo Dawei respectfully took out a piece of paper: "Professor Hou knows that you don't like to use the phone, so this is his handwriting." ”
The old man took it and saw that it read, "Old man, friend, see you." ”
It's just a few simple words, and even Professor Hou's name is not written. But the old man only glanced at it and knew that it was the old marquis's handwriting.
"Come in. ”
Mo Fatzi followed the old man into the room, the room was unexpectedly clean, and it didn't match his people at all.
There are all kinds of cabinets filled with boxes.
As soon as he sat down, Mo Fatzi didn't say too much greetings, and quickly talked about the Ayutthaya Dynasty.
"What's this?" As soon as the old man said this, he became very serious: "It is true that there is such a thing, and the reason why this matter does not have much impact is because the Kangqian period of the Qing Dynasty was in its heyday, and Siam was too small as a vassal state to attract much attention at all." And those who study history in China, especially the history of the Ming and Qing dynasties, do not have much interest in this period of history. ”
After confirming this, Mo Fatzi's spirits were greatly lifted: "Teacher Quan-"
"Don't call me Teacher Quan, I'm not a teacher, call me an old man. ”
Rub, saying that he has a weird temper is really weird.
"All, all old man. Mo Fatzi stiffened his head and shouted: "We are looking for some official documents to prove this, Professor Hou and Professor Yuan said that you may have it here." ”
"Yes, of course. ”
When he said this, the old man's face was full of pride: "There is no one in the country except me." Why? Because these documents are not very valuable, there are not many people who like them. ”
"Can I take a look?" Mo Fatzi made his own request: "Witness it with your own eyes and prove the existence of this matter." ”
The old man hesitated for a while: "Okay, I didn't want to show it to others, but you were introduced by Lao Hou and Lao Yuan, you wait." ”
He stood up and searched the shelves for a while, and took a box, on which only a little dust had accumulated, and the old man found a cloth to wipe it, and carefully opened the box.
When he saw what was inside, Mo Fatzi's eyes lit up.
It was an excerpt written by a local official to the imperial court at the time, which described in detail the arrival of a group of Siamese people in the country. There are also the approval of the imperial court and the Qianlong Emperor on this matter, as well as instructions on how to settle these Siamese.
That's it, that's it.
Professor Hou and Professor Yuan are right!
Mo Fatzi breathed a sigh of relief, carefully closed the box, and then he made an unexpected move:
He hugged the box in his arms: "Old man, thank you, goodbye." ”
What?
The whole old man stayed there.
What is this? Thank you, goodbye?
"Hey, hey, big fat man, what do you want to do?"
Mo Fatzi hugged the box tightly: "The things in this are very important to us, I want to ask you to buy them, but you definitely don't sell them, there is no way, I can only rely on grabbing." ”
I rub!
What is this?
This is really a robbery.
"Stop, dead fatty, put down my things, or I'll call the police." "The old man is really anxious.
"You won't. Mo Fatzi was straightforward: "I am a friend of Professor Hou and Professor Yuan, the impact on them if you call the police is not good, and if I am arrested, I will definitely report you that there are a large number of prohibited precious cultural relics here, and the police will definitely come to the door to look for you, and they will turn you into a mess, and maybe they will destroy a batch of your treasures." Call the police, call the police now, I'll definitely say that to the police. ”
This is to meet the scoundrel!
The old man's angry face was deformed: "You put it down for me, put it down!"
"No, no!"
"Put it down!"
"Not really!"
The whole old man called the police but didn't want to report it, he knew that what Mo Fatzi said was true, if a group of policemen tossed around here, would it be okay?
Grab it back?
If you grab it, you might damage the contents of the box. Second, if you look at Mo Fatzi's body, you can't rob him if you can't rob yourself.
When you meet someone, you don't meet someone.
How could Lao Hou and Lao Yuan introduce themselves to such a master.
The old man had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears at this time.
"Give it back, give it back, it's my baby. The old man's tone was simply pleading.
Mo Fatzi was confident, and said a few words unhurriedly:
"Purple ribbon cover green ying. ”
"What did you say?" the old man suddenly became quiet.
"I said, purple ribbon cover green ying. Mo Fatzi still said unhurriedly.
This is a great temptation for the whole old man! )