good night warlord

Huo Zhengning glanced at Su Muyun calmly, then fully opened the lid of the box in his hand, revealing the engraved seal inside to show Su Muyun, while explaining:

"This is the exclusive seal engraved by the government in the first year of Jiahe's tribute to the emperor, and the cirrus cloud decoration used in this box is so exquisite that only the royal tribute of that year can achieve.

The characteristic of red sandalwood is that the older it is, the more warm jade its color will be. I can be sure that I am not mistaken. "

Huo Zhengning's last sentence made Su Muyun lose face again. Su Muyun's face became so ugly that he stopped speaking. Although he and the Huo family will soon become in-laws, they are not yet.

Su Muyun could only respond in embarrassment:
"Older and younger, it's natural that one is better than two.

It's just Mr. Huo, you told me earlier that today you specially invited a Miss Gu who has a good eye for antiques. You see, Young Master Huo has such a research on antiques, why are you so far away? "

Gu Qingyi also raised her eyebrows, yes, what Huo Zhengning just casually said was right on point, it is obvious that he is very good at antique calligraphy and painting, why does Mr. Huo still want Huo Jinfeng to invite him to take care of him?

When Mr. Huo heard what Su Muyun said, his nostrils got angry:

"Hey, don't mention it, I only found out today that he has researched in this area.

You don't know, my unfilial sons and grandchildren rarely come to accompany me, a bad old man. "

It was only then that Gu Qingyi suddenly realized that Huo Zhengning, with such a gentle temperament, was also like Huo Jinfeng, who rarely came to Huo's house.

Huo Zhengning opened his mouth to defend himself:
"Grandpa, if you can let your younger brothers and sisters join the company earlier, or let the father who is traveling come back to share some of the pressure on the grandson, the grandson will definitely come back to accompany you often."

When Mr. Huo heard his grandson's aggrieved excuse, he became happy:
"Yes, it's grandpa who blamed you wrongly. Among the children and grandchildren, only you come back more often. Grandpa is talking about them, not you."

Gu Qingyi smiled when she saw Mr. Huo coaxing Huo Zhengning like a child.

Although Mr. Huo is quite old, his formal style is not as mature and dignified as he should be at this age. From this point of view, it seems that Huo Jinfeng's incongruity can be understood.

Huo Zhengning seemed used to seeing his grandfather like this, and didn't feel embarrassed at all:

"Did Grandpa collect a lot of antiques recently? I still have to trouble Miss Gu."

Mr. Huo seemed to have just remembered something serious, and slapped his forehead:
"Yes, yes, you see, I almost forgot if you didn't mention grandpa. I'm getting older, and my memory will also be bad. Maybe one day I will become dementia.

Qingyi girl, you have a good eye, help grandpa to see if there are any defective goods in the batch of antiques I recently collected. "

Gu Qingyi felt a little guilty:
"Grandpa, my eyes are dark about antiques. I'm afraid you're not as reliable as Young Master Huo when you find me."

"You don't need to be modest, girl Qingyi. Grandpa saw you in Excellent Era and saw that fake painting at a glance. Grandpa believes in your vision."

Gu Qingyi said that it was just a coincidence, only because her mother and she both liked Mr. Wang's paintings, and because she had a better understanding of Master Li Shenbai's paintings, so she dared to be so sure, but today she had to bite the bullet, but , now there is still a buddha's foot that can be hugged:
"Grandpa, it's really not that I'm humble. I really don't have a deep understanding of antiques. Otherwise, you can ask the young master to give you a reference together with me."

Huo Zhengning did not refuse, so the group got up and followed Mr. Huo to his collection.

During the war, Yan walked at the end, and he couldn't help but glance at the red sandalwood box that was left on the chessboard. Just because of Su Muyun's interruption, his gift was forgotten without a trace.

The man's eyes darkened, and his thin lips tightened.

Since the collection hall can be called the upper hall, it can be seen that the scale of Mr. Huo's collection has reached a certain scale.

After Gu Qingyi arrived, she finally understood why it was called a museum.

Various kinds of porcelain, lacquerware, enamel, calligraphy and painting, and jade wares filled the entire museum. This is not a private collection room, it is comparable to a small museum.

But obviously, Mr. Huo has a special fondness for calligraphy and paintings, because there are especially many framed calligraphy and paintings hanging in the museum, and Gu Qingyi also saw many rare treasures that have been handed down for a long time but never seen.

Su Muyun's eyes are worth it, where are the calligraphy and paintings hanging here? This is completely like mountains of gold and silver in front of his eyes, but it's a pity that they are not his own.

Compared to Su Muyun's eyes full of gold and silver, Gu Qingyi's eyes are much clearer. Because of her mother, she also liked Chinese paintings since she was a child, so she would stop and appreciate the hanging paintings carefully.

Huo Zhengning's eyes were peaceful, as if this room was not filled with priceless antiques, but ordinary decorations at home.

Huo Jinfeng's eyes were even more funny, and he felt that the antiques in this room were not as strong as he had won a game.

During the war, Yan glanced coldly around the room full of antiques, as if what fell into his eyes were stacks of boring documents.

The reactions of these three people made Gu Qingyi seriously doubt whether they really don't understand the value of these antiques, or even if they are worth a lot, they can't make any waves in their hearts.

Mr. Huo introduced enthusiastically:
"Girl Qingyi, you have a good eye. Let's see if there are any shoddy fakes here."

Gu Qingyi nodded and agreed with a wry smile, she was very uncertain:

"Grandpa Huo, you bought all these antiques?"

"That's not true. Many here are handed down from the Huo family's ancestors, and some are given by others. Only here, this row, and this row are all bought by me."

While Mr. Huo was making an introduction, he walked towards the rightmost row of shelves, and that row was full of hanging ink paintings.

Gu Qingyi looked all the way over, and after seeing Grandpa Huo happily introducing a picture of a bird bought at an antique store for 2000 million, the expression on his face became a little more exciting.

A group of people behind also followed, Su Muyun praised:

"The painting of this bird is really lifelike. Mr. Huo has a good eye. It's worth 2000 million flowers."

Gu Qingyi became even more embarrassed, and could only look at Young Master Huo behind him for help.

Huo Zhengning also looked helpless, and had no intention of speaking for the time being.

Mr. Huo didn't see Gu Qingyi's small movements, so he continued to introduce:
"There is also this pair of "Clear Water Lotus". At that time, someone also took a fancy to this painting and was willing to pay 5000 million to buy it. I later spent 8000 million to get it."

Su Muyun flattered and said:
"Old Huo is still domineering. I really don't know who is so short-sighted and dares to take away what Elder Huo likes."