Chapter 308: My face hurts, Sister Lan’s brief understanding of one or two [2 updates]


    "Grandpa is her!" Fu Qiao pointed at Ye Wanlan and shouted, "She came to our house this morning and almost destroyed the brush you bought from abroad."


    "Ms. Fu Qiao, please tell me some reason!" The director said angrily, "Ms. Ye just looked at the brush, but you knocked over the air. You almost damaged the cultural relics. Why are you unreasonable and turning the raid?!"


    Fu Qiao refused to listen at all, just held the old man''s arm and acted coquettishly.


    Now that her grandfather is here, they will definitely be able to bring back the new poem of support.


    In this way, she can copy an authentic copy, so that she can improve her calligraphy.


    When participating in the calligraphy competition, you can also win a good ranking.


    Fu Qiao snorted coldly: "Grandpa, listen, it''s fine if they don''t respect historical relics, they are still slandering me here!"


    She is the granddaughter who was raised by the old man. The program team is an outsider. It goes without saying who would listen to when he helped the old man.


    The director''s expression also changed slightly.


    The owner of the Shulu has a very high status in the cultural world, and is both of the same high status as Yan Tingyue, the number one in Kunqu opera.


    The two have similar living habits. They both live in seclusion in the market and do not care much about the affairs of the world.


    But this does not mean that the influence of the two people has disappeared. They still have countless connections and resources in their hands.


    The program team of "Collection of China" is a historical and cultural program. If you really offend the owner of the Bookstore...


    Fu Qiao raised his chin high, his face full of determination to win.


    However, Mr. Fu pulled his arm back from Fu Qiao''s hand and said coldly: "Fu Qiao, apologize!"


    “…”


    The hall was silent for a moment.


    The director and producer both raised their heads in surprise and looked at Mr. Fu.


    Not to mention Fu Qiao who was scolded, she opened her eyes wide in disbelief: "Grandpa?"


    "I know what kind of character you are like, Xiaoyou Ye." Mr. Fu looked at Fu Qiao with some disappointment, "You shouldn''t have made up such an illogical lie to catch up with the crew!"


    After being exposed, Fu Qiao''s heart shrank for a moment, and her arrogance faded, and she said, "Grandpa, why are you..."


    "Ah, take Fu Qiao away." Mr. Fu waved his hand and called the middle-aged man, "Stay in a lockdown for seven days, let her think it through."


    "Yes." The middle-aged man stepped forward and said to Fu Qiao, "Miss, go back to the room."


    "Grandpa!" Fu Qiao screamed in anger, "How can you help outsiders? They also took the new poems of helping the light for themselves. This was discovered from us!"


    Mr. Fu ignored Fu Qiao''s big quarrel and asked the middle-aged man to take her away from the scene.


    The director and producer Liu looked at each other.


    They clearly heard Mr. Fu call Ye Wanlan "Little Friend Ye".


    The name Xiaoyou is not far or near, but this means that Mr. Fu admires and even admires Ye Wanlan very much.


    What happened when they didn’t know?


    "Sorry, I''m so sorry. I''m negligent in discipline and cause trouble for you." Mr. Fu has a good temper and turned around and apologized to the program team. "The Book Collection is just a carrier of culture. Culture belongs to the whole. Where does it come from private ownership or not? Even if you shoot here, there is no need to have any psychological burden."


    "Thank you, Mr. Help." The director also bowed, "It''s just that I had a conflict with your granddaughter before, and I''m very embarrassed."


    "What apologize? There is no need to apologize. This is not your fault." Hearing this sentence, the old man''s expression became a little lighter. "She has been living in the library and developed an arrogant temperament. This time I did it too much. I am also running out all year round, just asking her to practice calligraphy with her Uncle Liu, and did not educate her well."


    Many of the collections in the book collection were brought back by the old man abroad.


    At this point, his behavior coincided with Xiang Shaoyu.


    "Because it''s evening, I caught two fish today and planned to invite my friend Ye to come to your house for dinner." Mr. Fu smiled freely and said, "You two are here too, so let''s stay together."


    The director and producer Liu were both flattered and sat at the dining table in a regular manner.


    The old man handed the fish basket to the servant beside him, and sat down himself.


    "Today I solved a few slap games with Ye Xiaoyou and Yan Xiaoyou, and I learned a lot of things." Mr. Fu smiled and touched his beard, "Sit down, treat it as your own, don''t be polite."


    Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng sat down side by side.


    "Miss Ye..." the director lowered his voice, "Do you know Mr. Fu?"


    Ye Wanlan pondered for a moment: "I only found out today that he is the owner of the Shulu. I met him several times while walking outside a while ago."


    "Luckily, Miss Ye, you know Mr. Fu Lao, otherwise we would have been bitten back, but I really don''t know how to defend myself." The director shook his head, "Mr. Fu Lao looked fairy-like, but that Mr. Fu Qiao..."


    I must have had a very serious mental illness.


    Ye Wanlan did not speak, but looked in one direction and was in a daze. "Whoever Ye likes that brush?" Mr. Fu noticed her gaze and thought for a while, "This brush was indeed brought back from abroad, and it was also an item from Ganhe. I just don''t know who its owner is."


    Wanlan nodded slightly: "Can I see it?"


    "Of course." Mr. Fu took off the brush himself, "What a pity, the brush has been damaged."


    Wanlan took the pen that Han Yunsheng once gave her, and his movements were very careful. She gently turned the connection between the brush and the pen holder.


    With a "click", the iron piece fell down.


    After a sudden change, the director was startled and hurriedly looked at Mr. Fu, afraid that he would run away because of the damage to his brush.


    However, Mr. Fu stared at the pen holder after the iron sheet fell off.


    There is also a very small line of words there.


    Sign up the time, place, and characters.


    - Given to Xiao Yongning.


    This turned out to be a pen that Princess Yongning used? !


    "Sorry, I didn''t mean it." Ye Wanlan handed the pen over, and her eyebrows raised slightly, "But help the elderly, do you see how many times the value of this pen has increased?"


    At this moment, even if he helps the elderly, he is not calm.


    Not only a few times, but dozens of times!


    The collection value of the cultural relics in Ning Dynasty is already high, and the value of antiques that are related to Princess Yongning will also increase accordingly.


    The director and producer Liu are dumb.


    This is... the relics of Princess Yongning were discovered again? !


    "It''s okay, it''s okay!" Mr. Fu suddenly patted his chest, "When I bought this pen from that collector, he only regarded it as an ordinary brush." ??Otherwise, he would not even be able to bring the pen back to China, and would definitely be snatched away by the people from the Global Center Museum first.


    Yan Tingfeng stared at Ye Wanlan, and for a while, his eyelashes slightly lowered.


    coincide?


    Once or twice is a coincidence, then three or four times...and more than a dozen times now?


    Even though he had lived in that era for more than 20 years, he was not so sensitive to cultural relics.


    Admittedly, he didn''t have the mood or time to pay attention to these things at that time.


    Professor Xue said the word "antique radar detector" just a joke, but Ye Wanlan is even more powerful than the detector.


    Yan Tingfeng slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly felt that his thoughts were not enough.


    At first he approached Ye Wanlan because he thought she was very interesting and had a layer of mysterious gauze on her body.


    He wanted to lift the layer of yarn.


    But after I met for a few months, this layer of yarn has become thicker and thicker.


    And something incredible happened to her - four years of life were seized by an external soul.


    Yan Tingfeng let out a sigh of relief and suddenly smiled.


    Fortunately, he is in good health and can continue to be with her.


    "Come on, eat fish. The two fish I caught today are very good." Mr. Fu greeted several people, "After eating the fish, I will donate this brush to Fengyuan Museum later."


    Fengyuan was the place where Princess Yongning grew up. There is a Yongning Pavilion in the local museum, which is full of things related to Princess Yongning, telling the story of Princess Yongning for 17 years.


    The director pinched the chopsticks, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "There is something I don''t know if I can ask Mr. Fu to help me?"


    One is the body of the poet and wise men to support the light, and the other is the cold body of the emperor''s teacher''s cold cloud sound. The fonts of the two are collectively called "cold muscles and bones".


    The third one is naturally Princess Yongning, and it is also the one who is being followed the most.


    "No problem." Mr. Fu nodded happily, "I think if the program team can invite a calligrapher who knows cold style, the program will be more effective."