Dragon Son-In-Law God Of War

"Haihua, how can you say that? My son is now developing in the West, which is known as the strongest force in Kyushu!" Diao Haizhu couldn't help retorting.

No father in the world is proud of his children.

Others say his son, how can he be happy?

"Brother, I know you want face, but let me tell you that no matter where you are in the army, you can't do without background or knowledge!" Diao Haihua still looked disdainful, "If I remember correctly, Da Zhuang is only a high school graduate. Are you going to be a soldier? With a high school diploma, what do you think can be made in the army? I am not a big boss after I retired in a few years!"

"You..." Diao Haizhu was not convinced, and what else to say.

At this time Diao Fuwang waved his hand quickly.

"alright, alright!"

"Haizhu! I think your eldest brother is right. Even if you are a soldier now, you still need a diploma!"

"Furthermore, one has to admit his fate. Da Zhuang's child has been like you since he was a child. He is very dull. He will probably not have much development. In the future, he will learn more from these two younger brothers!" Diao Fuwang couldn't help shaking his head.

Diao Haizhu suddenly became angry.

The old man is too partial, right?

It's the same grandson, why should he say that his son is not good?

"Hehe, you rely on true skills as a soldier, not just a diploma!"

At this time, a voice came from a distance.

Everyone looked over, all couldn't help frowning.

Unexpectedly, the son-in-law would speak up.

"Boy, here are you talking about?" Diao Haihua looked at him coldly. He hasn't settled the bill with this kid, but he didn't expect this kid to find fault?

"By the way, you are also a soldier? I heard that after several years of work, you haven't even gotten an officer! No wonder, this is poking you into a sore spot, right?" Diao Haihua couldn't help but jokingly.

"I served as a soldier to protect my family and the country, not for any officer, let alone for gilding. Don't compare your son with me!" Jiang Beichen looked disdainful.

Who is he?

Lord of One Realm!

Compare a cadet with him. Is it comparable?

"It's just a waste, you know the advantage of your tongue!" Diao Dapeng couldn't help but laughed. "Are you saying that grapes are sour if you can't eat grapes? Also, like you and Diao Dazhuang, you can't rise up in the army for a lifetime. It is inevitable to be jealous of me!"

"Oh, Brother Dalong, don't say that. People are now the son-in-law who comes to the door. It's enough to eat soft rice, and you need to be an officer!" At this time, a strange voice of Yin and Yang came over.

It was Zhao Jie who was not speaking. She and Jiang Beichen are not at the same time, so naturally they will not let go of the opportunity to ridicule.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing.

"Zhao Jie, what Beichen said is also your brother-in-law. It's not your turn to judge and judge, right?" Wang Xuewu frowned. Others said that her husband was naturally dull.

"Well, don't make any noise!" Diao Fuwang said coldly at this time.

"Today is my birthday banquet, and all the guests are watching, how decent it is to be noisy!"

"Come, Dapeng, come here, this is a red envelope given to you by grandpa, and it can be regarded as a reward for you to enter the military academy!"

Diao Fuwang beckoned to Diao Dapeng, who hurriedly ran up.

"This card can be overdrafted by 5 million. Grandpa will cover the living expenses and tuition of your military academy!" Diao Fuwang patted Diao Dapeng on the shoulder, and his eyes kindly encouraged, "Keep up the good work!"

Wow!

five million?

Is this grandpa too good?

I actually gave so much money last school!

The juniors of the Diao family all looked envious, you know, even when Diao Dazhuang was enlisted in the army, the old man only wrapped a red envelope of 10,000 yuan.

This is really eccentric!

And now, the birthday gifts for the juniors are almost the same.

At this moment, Diao Yulan quickly squeezed her hair, and walked up with the scroll.

"Dad, this is a birthday gift from our family, Xu Beihong's picture of eight horses, I hope you can accept it!"

Xu Beihong's Eight Horses?

Everyone looked shocked.

Xu Beihong is one of the most famous painters in history. I am afraid that a piece of work is worth more than ten million at least!

This gift is too big!

"Eight Horses? Are you kidding me?"

"There are few pictures of the Eight Horses in circulation in the world!"

"Yes! I heard that we have a pair in Yunshan, which is said to be the heirloom of Feng Wuye in our county!"

Everyone talked a lot.

Who is Feng Wuye?

The emperor of Yunshan County!

In this place in Yunshan County, the wind calls for the rain, and the sky is only one hand.

The Feng family is the largest family in a hundred li radius!

"Dad, this is a treasure that Boren has collected for many years. I usually wear gloves to appreciate it. Moreover, he said that Dad is a horse, and he gave you this picture of eight horses. It is a gift of sword to heroes!" Diao Yulan said quickly. These words of her are also sold now, imitating Diao Dalong.

When Diao Dalong heard this, his face was very ugly.

All of a sudden, his pair of Mozhu was about to be compared.

After all, this is Xu Beihong's painting!

"Hurry up and show me!" Diao Fuwang beckoned.

He admires Xu Beihong the most, and he especially likes the horse drawn by Master Xu, because he himself is a horse, and this picture of eight horses has really come to his heart.

The scroll unfolded, and suddenly eight vivid horses appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"This horse looks very different, the horse is extraordinary, it looks like it really looks like it!" The old man beside him couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Not bad! It does seem real!"

"At least tens of millions of words?"

"Ten million? A horse might cost ten million!"

"Yes, there was a pair of eight horses at the Jiangnan auction before, 80 million!"

Everyone talked a lot, with exclamations one after another.

When Diao Fuwang heard this, his old body was trembling.

80 million!

It's almost catching up with half of the Diao's fortune.

"Dad, don't forget, when you borrowed money from Wang's house, you only borrowed 10 million. People are humiliated in every way. Now you will be given 80 million paintings?" Diao Haihua couldn't help being gloomy beside him. Said sadly.

Diao Fuwang's smile suddenly froze, and his face gradually sank.

That's right!

Back then, he gave up his old face and didn't even borrow 10 million. Can Wang Boren give him 80 million paintings?

Diao Yulan's heart sighed, Diao Haihua really didn't open the pot or pick it up. At this time, what are you doing to mention these messy things.

"Dad, it was true that we were not good back then, but now it's different. Now it's Boren headed, we can always give the most expensive gifts!" Diao Yulan explained quickly.

"It's not necessarily auntie, calligraphy and painting, I have also studied the eight horses, which is a fake work in itself, but I have heard the experts in the industry say that Xu Beihong has only painted six horses, and the eight horses are all made up by posterity. from!"

Diao Dalong said with a sneer on his face. In fact, he was also hearsay about this view. He mainly didn't want these eight horses to compare his Mo Zhu.

"What do you kid know! How could the Eight Horses be fake? I think your Mozhu is fake!" Diao Yulan immediately opened her eyes and couldn't help but stunned back.

Because Jiang Beichen said in private just now, that pair of Mozhu is fake.

"Auntie, you actually said that my paintings are fake?" Diao Dalong smiled angrily, "Do you really know calligraphy and painting?"

"Come here, you are telling me, why are my paintings fake?" Diao Dalong quickly took over his calligraphy and painting.

"If it's fake, I will eat the painting on the spot!" Diao Dalong said angrily.

"Okay, that's what you said!" Diao Yulan couldn't help but sneer, then glanced at Jiang Beichen, pointed to the scroll and said: "My son-in-law said just now, Zheng Banqiao’s bamboos are all made in one stroke. Look at you. This, it looks like a child's graffiti, and this bamboo joint, it is drawn with feet, it looks like a pig's hoof! I am ashamed to say it is true, it is simply funny!"

Diao Yulan added what Jiang Beichen said just now, and arranged it again.

As soon as this was said, everyone looked at the scroll.

There are all high-class people present, and there are still a few experts.

"Really, I didn't pay attention just now. Looking so carefully, it is indeed quite rough!"

"Zheng Banqiao is confident and will never repeat the pen!"

"A stroke is the true meaning of a well-established one!"

Everyone suddenly started talking.

When Diao Dalong heard this, his face turned red, like roasting pig's feet.