Fusheng Chronicle

A week later, Miao's old house.

Today is Mr. Miao's birthday banquet, and many younger generations in the capital came all the way to give presents.Although the dinner was not extravagant, it was also extremely ostentatious.There was an endless stream of people who came to celebrate the birthday. As the young master of the Miao family, Miao Changfeng could only stand at the door to welcome the guests even if he was reluctant.

The Miao family's old house is a typical retro design, with blue tiles and white walls, and exquisite doors. It is a southern mansion that only wealthy families could afford in the old days.The Miao family took root in the city of Beijing, and this house was bought by grandparents with a lot of money.In the words of feng shui masters, it means that the prosperous family is prosperous and prosperous.

Miao Changfeng didn't express anything about this, and it wasn't because he was used to materialism since he was a child, but he felt that this house was not outstanding.At the beginning, the seller and the Feng Shui master were making too much hype. It is estimated that they joined forces and colluded to deceive people.

Not everyone knows Feng Shui, most people came in and saw the grandeur and scene, they couldn't help exclaiming: "Master Miao, your mansion is probably not much better than the Jia mansion in the Dream of the Red Chamber. .”

Mr. Miao drank the wine, his wine was full of energy, he blushed and waved his hands and said: "It's not right, it's just a small house."

Miao Changfeng thought to himself, it really is a small house.

It was seven o'clock in a flash, and the banquet officially started.The old man's health is not as good as that of young people, and he must go to bed before ten o'clock, so the banquet is arranged very early.There is an attached yard at the back of Miao's house, which is decorated in an ancient and beautiful way, combined with modern times, filled with self-service food and red wine drinks.

Miao Changfeng felt a little anxious, he was wondering why Zhou Shengxiao hadn't come yet.It's not like there was no such precedent in the past, and Zhou Shengxiao never kept these agreements very much.

"Hey, why is Professor Miao also picking up guests at the door?"

The one who spoke was Miao Yijun, the eldest son of the branch family left by the Miao family in the capital.There are only so few people in the Miao family. This Miao Yijun is in his early twenties this year, studying at a university in the United States. He is spoiled by his family and has developed an arrogant and domineering temper.

Miao Changfeng is 28 years old this year. According to seniority, he is Miao Yijun's uncle.Compared with the ignorant Miao Yijun, Miao Changfeng, who has become an associate professor at Nanjing University at a young age, is naturally more favored by the elders, and the two are often compared.

Over time, Miao Yijun resented Miao Changfeng.

Seeing that Miao Changfeng didn't speak, the pride in Miao Yijun's eyes flashed.The genes of the Miao family are all excellent, and he is also very good-looking.However, he is still in the immature state between a teenager and an adult, with long eyelashes and a fair face, which can only be described as beautiful.

He was a full head shorter than Miao Changfeng, wearing a white tuxedo, reached out and patted Miao Changfeng's shoulder, "Hello! Did you hear me?"

Miao Changfeng looked down at him with a chill, "Don't touch me."

Miao Yijun was startled, and immediately withdrew his hand.In his impression, Miao Changfeng has always been easy to bully.He never scolded back, and maintained that gentle and alienated appearance, which deceived everyone.

Miao Yijun always believed that Miao Changfeng had deceived everyone in this way.His nature may be very unbearable.

Miao Changfeng ignored him and turned around to greet the guests.I don't know how long it took, and after the sky gradually darkened, he saw that Zhou Shengxiao had finally arrived late.

The crowd suddenly became quiet, and the people in the courtyard seemed to turn their eyes to the door.Miao Changfeng seemed to have a premonition and saw that familiar figure appearing in front of him.

Zhou Shengxiao was wearing a black suit and a bow tie.The haute couture style fits him well, and it complements his height and long legs even more. There is an indescribable temperament between his brows, as if he is the focus of everyone's eyes wherever he walks.

Zhou Shengxiao walked up to Miao Changfeng, who had rushed over from the shop just now.He handed the paper bag in his hand to Miao Changfeng, with a rare trace of exhaustion on his face: "This is a congratulatory gift for your grandfather."

Miao Changfeng took the paper bag, hesitant to speak.He had been to Fusheng Shop several times these days, but he heard from Xu Yanbao that Zhou Shengxiao had traveled a long way, and he didn't know when he would be back.

Miao Yijun, who was standing aside, had already noticed this scene.He looked at Zhou Shengxiao in surprise, obviously because of his appearance: "You look so familiar! Is it a celebrity?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became a little strange.Those who could come to Mr. Miao's birthday banquet were all celebrities or politicians. Occasionally, boys and girls from a few families were also present, and they were brought by their parents to gain insight.

How could a celebrity come to the birthday banquet of the dignified Mr. Miao?

Miao Changfeng immediately said in a cold voice, "He was specially invited by Grandpa Miao."

Zhou Shengxiao said lightly, "I'm not a celebrity. I'm Mr. Miao's colleague."

"Colleague?" Miao Yijun smiled exaggeratedly, "It turned out to be a teacher from Nantah University. I didn't realize that even the teacher looks so good-looking now."

Miao Changfeng frowned, and couldn't help but said, "He's not a teacher, he's a professor."

"How is it possible?" Miao Yijun looked up and down at Zhou Shengxiao several times, but he still didn't feel how big the young man in front of him was.Judging by age, I always feel the same age as him.

Miao Changfeng won the title of associate professor at the age of 28 is already very frightening, how old is this young man in front of him?

Zhou Shengxiao didn't want to speak any more, and went to the inner hall with Miao Changfeng.They found a place in a corner to sit down and rest.Miao Changfeng was a little embarrassed and asked, "Shall I make you a cup of tea?"

Zhou Shengxiao shook his head, lay down on the sofa, and closed his eyes wearily.After a long time, he said, "I went to Suzhou some time ago, and I left in a hurry so I didn't tell you."

"It's okay." Miao Changfeng knew that Zhou Shengxiao didn't use a mobile phone, and he might disappear without a word for a long time once he left.

After hesitating for a while, Miao Changfeng still said: "My grandpa came to you because of the thing about the Mingtu axis."

"what happened?"

Miao Changfeng said: "He hopes to buy this painting from you."

Zhou Shengxiao smiled, "I have already given you that painting, how to deal with it is your business, and has nothing to do with me."

"This..." Miao Changfeng didn't know what to say. Logically speaking, he shouldn't accept this painting, but now that his relationship with Zhou Shengxiao has become like this again, he doesn't know what to do.

Zhou Shengxiao stretched out his hands to straighten his neckline, ignored his blushing face, and said slowly, "Besides, our current relationship can be regarded as a gift for family members."

Miao Changfeng looked at Zhou Shengxiao quietly, in fact, in terms of appearance alone, he was no worse than Zhou Shengxiao.It's just that he always has a straight face on weekdays, which makes people ignore his delicate and feminine face.After a long time, he smiled lightly, "Listen to you."

He waited for a thousand years, only to find that he had never regretted it.

The banquet had already started, and Miao Changfeng took Zhou Shengxiao to a guest room upstairs to rest.Although Mr. Miao wants to meet Zhou Shengxiao, since the painting has been given to him, there is no need to meet again.

Zhou Shengxiao was indeed tired, which is very rare for him.It's just that his health has deteriorated recently, and he has also tried his best to obtain the ancient Buddha pendant... It has been too long since he appeared in front of people, and people have forgotten his name as Lord Zhou of Nanzhou.

He fell asleep right away.In the past, he couldn't fall asleep, but for some reason today, smelling the familiar faint fragrance beside him, he fell asleep very quickly.

Miao Changfeng stayed with Zhou Shengxiao in the room for a while, and then had to go back to the banquet again.Mr. Miao also came out to walk around at this time, drinking and clinking glasses with his old friends from time to time.

Mr. Miao invited a group of old guys to his room, where all kinds of antiques he had acquired over the years were stored there.Sure enough, these older generations who are now immersed in the political and business circles all exclaimed: "Old man Miao, you are worthy of leaving the capital. Everything here is probably priceless. You enjoy living here, can't you see?" Come out, you are a genius."

Mr. Miao rubbed his chin, with an urchin-like complacency on his face, "Let me tell you, I got a treasure a while ago."

"What treasure?" Everyone couldn't help being curious.

Mr. Miao's complexion was rosy, and he became more and more excited: "That's the inscription scroll painted by Tang Bohu. This half of it has been lost for a long time, and I didn't expect it to be in my hands! It's just that I bought it now, and I will lend it to you when I buy it back. "

Among the crowd was old man Wu, who was not a bigwig in the business and political circles, but a well-known archaeological expert who served as the curator of the National Museum.He used to dislike Mr. Miao collecting antiques everywhere with his money and power, and felt that it was a waste of national resources.After all, in the eyes of people like him, all antiques should be handed over to the country.

Old man Wu glanced at the antiques on the shelf, and said in a cold voice, "The scroll of Shi Ming Tu has been lost for a long time, and it appeared suddenly, so it must be an imitation."

"That's the real work." Mr. Miao was in a good mood, and he didn't want to argue with the old man: "I invited several people to see it."

"Then you should show it to me." Old Man Wu said coldly, "After all, I have been studying the other half for a long time."

By coincidence, Miao Changfeng came up, handed the paper bag to Mr. Miao, and said, "I brought you the scroll of things."

Master Miao was refreshed, and immediately took out the painting, handed it to Old Man Wu carefully, and said, "You need to be careful, if you break it, I will be in a hurry with you."

He turned his head and asked Miao Changfeng: "How much did you pay for it?"

Miao Changfeng said: "He insisted on giving it to you, so I accepted it."

"Haha." Before the old man opened the painting, he said with a sarcasm, "Where would someone give away the authentic scroll of Shi Ming Tu at will?"

Mr. Miao's face was a little ugly, and he hesitated a little, "He, why did he give it to me?"

At this time, old man Wu had already spread the scroll on the table.He was wearing gloves and had a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. He studied it carefully with a magnifying glass, and for a moment he stood there with his mouth wide open.

"What's the matter, old man Wu?"

Mr. Miao looked happy, and seeing Mr. Wu like this, he understood that this inscription scroll was definitely authentic.It's just that I don't know who this friend of Miao Changfeng is, who is so generous.

"By the way, my friend seems to have given you a gift." Miao Changfeng handed over the paper bag again, and he also wanted to know what shocking thing Zhou Shengxiao would send this time.

Mr. Miao hurriedly took out an exquisitely styled sandalwood box, opened it gently, and when they saw the contents clearly, everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

A small jade-colored ancient Buddha was quietly lying on the red soft cushion, shining brightly under the light, which was very extraordinary.Judging from its jade quality, which is shiny and delicate, and has a good texture, it is obvious that it has a big background.

Such an ingenious treasure!

Mr. Miao didn't recognize this ancient Buddha yet, but he saw that Mr. Wu was shocked and almost fainted on the ground. He pointed at the ancient Buddha and shouted: "This, this is actually the ancient Sakyamuni that Wu Zetian wore around his neck all the year round. Buddha!"

The author has something to say:

I'm serious, Ben Shuaibi is going to start making up patterns again.

However, I still want to show off my cuteness and ask for collections and comments!