Chapter 431: The Bowl Used by Heavy Ears

Diao Jun suddenly snorted coldly: "In terms of words and paintings, I am not as far as Cai Yong, he is also your father-in-law, why don't you ask him?" Am I a lowly person in your eyes? ā€

Qiu Ming chuckled in his heart, he didn't expect Diao Jun to take this into account, thinking of the picture of him begging Cai Yong to paint the Spring Palace, and then being beaten into a meat patty by him with a cane, Qiu Ming couldn't help but shudder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 There are many ways to commit suicide, and there is no need to choose such an obscene way.

Qiu Ming thought about it, leaned over to Diao Jun's ear and whispered: "Although the Cai family is the eldest woman, Diao Chan is in the womb, but she may be my eldest son. ā€

Diao Jun took a deep breath, looked into Qiu Ming's eyes and said, "Say, what do you want me to paint?" ā€

Qiu Ming was happy, and hurriedly showed what he had learned in his chest, what Qin Keqing mourned Tianxianglou, what Pan Jinlian hung upside down grape trellises, lamp grass and Yang Sheng, **** little Abin, one by one. Diao Jun was stunned when he heard this, thinking that if the thief in front of him was not his son-in-law and the biological father of his future grandson, he would have slapped him to death with one palm.

Finally waited for Qiu Ming to finish speaking, Diao Jun still had a bunch of messy pictures lingering in his mind, and after patiently listening to Qiu Ming's other requests, he muttered: "This is not difficult, I have a familiar pastemaker, but this kind of thing, can it really pass the level of the Son of Heaven?" ā€

Qiu Ming remembered what he saw in the naked tour hall, and nodded very firmly, Diao Jun saw that he was so persistent, and it was not easy to say anything, so he sighed and thought about it. After a while, Yan Ming came over, Qiu Ming saw that he was so loyal and brave, and wanted to pat him on the shoulder to encourage him, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he had to pat his arm and say: "Yes, the young man is better at doing things with his heart than anything else, believe me, you can also become a light." Although Yan Ming didn't understand, he also giggled excitedly.

Coming out of the teahouse, Tyumen continued to walk towards the school. Now that the treasure dedicated to the Son of Heaven is there, as long as the Son of Heaven turns a blind eye, then he just needs to find something to deal with the treasure appreciation conference. But it's not easy to find such things, and it doesn't seem to be able to be solved once or twice, if only it could be mass-produced.

When they walked to the city wall, they met Xiang Long and several of his disciples, and they looked at each other and smiled, saluting each other. Qiu Ming said that he wanted to find his student Zhuge Liang, and Xiang Long smiled: "I'm just out to hang out, since you are so interested, I will return with you." "Tyumen is overjoyed, so I will go with him.

The New Year Festival is approaching, the autumn market has been closed, and even the city Cao Wanghu has returned to his hometown in the countryside for the festival, so there are some small vendors in the vicinity gathered at the city gate, calling for buying and selling. Qiu Ming had something on his mind, and he didn't pay much attention to them, but hurried through the crowd, when he suddenly heard a clang, and then heard someone shouting: "Look at it, why are you breaking my bowl?" ā€

The crowd dispersed in an uproar, revealing a young Confucian with a pale face in the middle, and he hurriedly distinguished: "I just took it casually and took a look, not on purpose to damage it." ā€

The stall owner, a yellow-faced goatee, sneered, "Who cares if you do it intentionally or not?" Since it is broken, you have to compensate according to the price. As soon as he said this, the people around him nodded their heads and echoed one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Confucian had to swallow his anger and said: "In this case, how much is your bowl worth?" I'll just pay you. ā€

The goatee smiled: "How much money?" Do you think this is an ordinary porcelain bowl? Don't you see that all the antiques on my stall are from the previous dynasty? This is the bronze mirror shared by Feiyan Hede, the bamboo mat that Buwei Zhao Ji slept with, the bowl you broke just now, it was used by Jin Wen Gong Chonger when he begged for food when he fled the country, you want to use a few dollars to send it away? There are no doors. ā€

Qiu Ming's mouth opened all of a sudden, this guy is too good at pulling, and he even made up heavy ears. However, the artifacts of this age do not have a date of manufacture, nor are they marked in any other way, so it is not easy to refute his words.

Confucius calmed down and sneered, "So you want to blackmail me? ā€

The goatee trembled his chin and said: "Killing people to pay off debts and paying back, if you break my baby bowl, you will be compensated according to the price, isn't it fair?" Count me bad luck today, this antique bowl that has been filled with soil and drunk soup with heavy ears, you only need to lose 200 yuan. ā€

Confucius squatted down, picked up the fragments on the ground and observed them carefully for a while, and suddenly smiled: "You are lying, this bowl is not from spring and autumn, or from this autumn." ā€

Goatee was a little panicked: "You are talking nonsense, this is our family heirloom, how can it be this autumn?" ā€

Confucian said: "Look at the section of the bowl mouth is so new, it can never be an antique from the previous year, and this bowl is a green glaze, in the era of Jin Wengong, will there be a green glaze?" ā€

What is Green Glaze? The innocent crowd of onlookers all said they didn't know, but looking at the sweat on the forehead of the goatee, what the Confucian said was true. At this time, Goatee suddenly shouted: "Folks, everyone is native to my hometown, but you can't watch me being bullied by this stranger." ā€

As soon as he shouted this, several of the soldiers guarding the city gate came over to this side: "What's the matter?" Did someone make a fuss? ā€

Qiu Ming flashed out and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little dispute, I'll deal with it." When the soldiers saw that it was Tyuming, they hurriedly bowed down and saluted, and many of the people around them recognized Tyuming, and for a while the words were rolling, but the Confucian and goatee were stunned, not knowing what Tyuming would do with them.

Qiu Ming beckoned to the two of them and said, "You two come with me." He smiled and said to Xiang Long: "I have something here, so I won't accompany Xiang Weng to school anymore, please Xiang Weng Haihan." Xiang Long said with a smile: "Take advantage of the excitement and return with all the excitement, this is the style of celebrities and gentlemen, you just have to busy your business." ā€

When Tyumen brought the two into the county office, Guoyuan had just finished trying the person who had made the flag just now. Tyumen smiled: "How is it?" Are there any results? Guo Yuan shook his head and said: "He refuses to recruit for the time being, but he is expected to be involved in this matter, but it will take some time to pry his mouth open." ā€

In this county office, in addition to the county order, the county official is the official in charge, and the other Ci Cao, City Cao, Cang Cao, etc. are just deputies in charge of a certain aspect, so when Qiuming changed into an official uniform, Guo Yuan immediately gave up his position to him, and stood aside to do the work of clerical assistance. Qiu Ming has not been promoted to the hall for a long time, but he misses the feeling of first arriving in Dengzhou, he slapped the shocked wood fiercely, and shouted: "Who is the person set up by the hall?" ā€