Fusheng Chronicle

The Miao family can be called a famous local family.The Miao family was also in the capital before, involved in both political and business circles, and had a good reputation.It's just that when it was passed down to the generation of the old man of the Miao family, he didn't like the vortex where swords and swords were facing each other secretly, and started collecting antiques instead.

It's not enough to say that playing with things is not enough. The rich and powerful have always spent a lot of money on antiques.It's good to be a hobby, but it's not worth the loss if you use it as a job.But the old man of the Miao family took it as his main job, so he became a somewhat famous antique collector.

Soon it will be the [-]th birthday of the old man of the Miao family.Everyone was thinking about how to give gifts, and the business of antique shops everywhere improved a lot.

Miao's old house.

Mr. Miao was sitting on the pear blossom wooden chair, knocking on the armrest with one hand, looking up at Miao Changfeng who was sitting next to him from time to time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Changfeng, last time your incident was inscribed on the scroll. Where did it come from?"

Miao Changfeng put down the teacup upon hearing this.I don't know when, he followed Zhou Shengxiao into the habit of drinking tea.His eyes were lowered, and his voice had a long and deep feeling: "A gift from a friend."

The Miao family has not noticed this change in Miao Changfeng, perhaps because he is usually so indifferent.He has been an extremely weird child since he was born, and he has grown up to this day, and he is not human at all.

"Then why did you—send it back again?"

Mr. Miao wiped the sweat from his forehead. It's really shameful for him to ask the younger generation about such things at his age.But that painting was written by Tang Bohu, and it is so well preserved, it is simply a rare treasure in the world.Any antique collector would go crazy for this.

Miao Changfeng replied: "I didn't expect it to be the real one, so I returned it back. How can I accept such an expensive gift from others for no reason."

At the uncle's birthday banquet, Miao Changfeng's gift caused an uproar as soon as it was given out.After appreciating Mr. Miao and a group of people who are like Taishan Beidou in the antique world, it can be confirmed that this inscription scroll is authentic.

But in the end, Miao Changfeng resolutely asked his uncle for the painting back under the pressure of the public.He wanted to return it to Zhou Shengxiao, but the other party still refused to take it back. The painting is still lying in his home.

"Really!" The old man of the Miao family said bitterly: "Then why can't you buy it from him? Do you really think our Miao family can't be furnished?"

"You also said that this painting is priceless."

"Forget it." Mr. Miao sighed, "You invite him to my birthday party, and I'll come and talk to him in person."

Miao Changfeng was stunned, but he couldn't think of a reason to refuse.The current relationship between him and Zhou Shengxiao... probably hasn't developed to the point where he needs to meet his parents.

The fragrance of tea was overflowing, he lowered his head, laughing secretly at his timidity.After so many lives, what is he still afraid of?

The reincarnation of heaven is not necessarily impeccable.

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"Brother Zhou, you got up so early?"

Xu Yanbao rubbed his eyes, still feeling sleepy.He saw that Zhou Shengxiao was already fully dressed, sitting at the table reading a book.There was a cup of tea on the table, and milky white mist came out.

Zhou Shengxiao said, "Good morning."

Xu Yanbao made himself a breakfast and brought it out, but when he turned his head, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the cover of the book Zhou Shengxiao was reading.He has always read that kind of ancient books, how could the cover be so colorful... He pretended to be casual and looked at it, only to find that it was a romance novel.

Xu Yanbao's head was full of black lines, "Brother Zhou, what stimulated you to read romance novels early in the morning?"

Zhou Shengxiao looked up at him, "Isn't this a romance novel? It is said on the Internet that if you read too much, you will fall in love."

Xu Yanbao didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "This is for girls, why are you a big man watching this kind of thing..."

Zhou Shengxiao spread the book, pointed to a line of words on it, and read: "Ouyang Yeluo stretched out a hand, lifted Shangguan Yinyin's chin, and smiled charmingly. Shangguan Yinyin was immersed in his smile and couldn't extricate herself from it." ..."

"Stop!" Xu Yanbao stroked his forehead and said, "Where did you borrow the Mary Su novel, it's a good thing you can read it."

"However," Zhou Shengxiao pondered for a moment, and said, "What is the evil smile like? Why is Shangguan Yinyin so immersed in it that she can't extricate herself?"

"Is that right?"

Zhou Shengxiao turned his head.The room was dimly lit, and his face was somewhat blurred through the slowly rising tea mist.The black robe was flowing, the neckline was slightly open, and there was a faint smile on his face, which was so perfect that it was not like a mortal.Half concealed, although it is not "evil", it is a bit more awe-inspiring and noble than "evil".

Xu Yanbao stammered: "You, stop laughing. Miao, Miao Changfeng must like you, it depends on how you like him."

Zhou Shengxiao concluded: "So you want him to give me an 'evil smile'?"

Xu Yanbao wanted to cry, but he felt that it was still a long way to go for Zhou Shengxiao to understand the thinking of modern people.But...he thought about it, it would be good to tease Miao Changfeng like this, and said, "Maybe it's okay."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.Xu Yanbao got up to open the door, and it was Miao Changfeng who came.It couldn't be such a coincidence, Xu Yanbao had an embarrassed look on his face, and let him in sideways.

Miao Changfeng was wearing a crisp smoke gray suit, no matter from which angle he looked meticulous.It looked like he was going to some kind of banquet, but it seemed out of place to walk into this small shop.

Zhou Shengxiao put down his book, walked to Miao Changfeng and said, "It just so happens that you are here, I need your help with something."

Xu Yanbao silently covered his face.

"What's the matter?" Miao Changfeng was a little puzzled.

Zhou Shengxiao had no expression on his face, "He smiled at me, wanting a wicked feeling."

"What?" Miao Changfeng looked at Zhou Shengxiao in surprise, he felt that it seemed abnormal for him to say such words.

"Laugh." Zhou Shengxiao said seriously.

Miao Changfeng could only smile, but Zhou Shengxiao frowned, obviously dissatisfied.He sighed in his heart, thinking that he would learn this smile again in the future.

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

Miao Changfeng handed over an invitation card, "It will be my grandfather's birthday in a few days, I hope you can be there."

Zhou Shengxiao took the invitation and put it on the table.He remembered something, and said, "That ancient mirror disappeared later."

"If it's gone, it's gone." Miao Changfeng frowned and said, "Time and space are chaotic, it probably doesn't know where it was lost."

But Zhou Shengxiao had an ominous premonition in his heart for some reason.

The author has something to say:

I deeply feel that I have no inspiration recently, and the final exam is approaching, so the author Shuaibi went to study hard.This article will not be included in v, I hope everyone can support it!In my opinion, the end is not far off.