Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

   Chapter 492 Danqing Mobao

"Fifth, don't be dazed, but talk about it, what should we do next? Is it possible, just forget it?" At this moment, Sun Qinian couldn't help urging in his ear. .

   He has a lot of grandsons, so in fact, Sun Long doesn't necessarily have a high status in his heart, and the reason why he is so positive about this matter is that he feels that he has lost face! Someone dared to break ground on the head of his second grandson, Sun Qi Nian, of course it was out of the question!

   "Second brother, I remember when you were on your 70th birthday last time, did the old man give you a calligraphy and painting?" Hearing this, Sun Lie frowned and said suddenly.

   "The calligraphy and painting that the old man gave me? Well, there is such a thing, what's the matter? Why did you suddenly mention this?" Sun Qinian was stunned.

  This is his treasure, because the old man has few calligraphy and paintings spread over the years because of his identity.

   And that kind of thing, in these four and nine cities, is completely equivalent to a face, the face of his father, Grandpa Sun.

"According to the current situation, it is impossible for our Sun family to turn against the Xu family and the Central Defence Bureau just because you have a grandson! After all, strictly speaking, our side did not stand up, and we privately entrusted foreign killers to kill people first. It is said that it is still a sensitive and sensitive period of turbulent situation..."

Speaking of this, Sun Lie paused, and said with a serious face: "The old lady Chen is gone, so we can easily stabilize the Chen family. But now, because of such a trivial matter, we turn against the Xu family and force them to come If we are on the opposite side of our Sun family, or even get involved with the Chen family, what kind of consequences will that be. Second brother, do you understand?"

   "Of course I understand. But... what does this have to do with my calligraphy and painting?" Sun Qinian asked.

"If you really can't take this breath, then send the calligraphy and painting written by the old man himself to Zheng Weiguo. It is expected that there is someone behind Zheng Weiguo's inspiration and support this time, but does he dare not give the old man face? ?" Sun Lie finally spoke his words.

   In his opinion, this is obviously the safest way!

   "Send that calligraphy and painting over there?"

  The expression on Sun Qinian's face changed a few times immediately, he didn't expect the fifth to come up with such a 'bad idea'.

He said with a gloomy face: "Old fifth, are you kidding me? That's the calligraphy and painting written by the old man himself. It was also on my seventieth birthday that I found an excuse and opportunity to ask him for one! You know. Just such a calligraphy and painting, even if it was my position back then, at that level, people can sit on it. Now you want me to give it to Zheng Weiguo?"

"That's why I said that second brother, if you really can't take this breath, you can consider doing this. After all, things are almost clear now. If the Central Defence Bureau comes to acquit him in a few days, even if it is our dragon Squad, it's impossible to arrest that kid again, right? Think about it for yourself."

After   , Sun Lie turned around and slowly prepared to leave.

   "I..." Sun Qinian's face became very ugly.

   Is it because you swallowed this breath?

   Of course he couldn't swallow it!

  …

  Two days later, in the office of the director of the Central Defence Bureau, Zheng Weiguo was holding a slightly yellowed scroll in his hand, with an indescribably complicated expression on his face.

  I saw him slowly opening the scroll, and he saw a big character written on the top, 'Shou'.

  Just from the first glance, Zheng Weiguo can feel the arrogance full of the words, as well as the thick and vigorous writing power of the writer. Of course, this wasn't what he cared about the most. What he cared about the most was that when he glanced at the small line of words at the sign, the involuntary master's heart was shocked and his heart was beating wildly.

"This Sun Qinian is really reluctant!" Rao Shi Zheng Weiguo did not expect the other party to be so reluctant. This is the calligraphy and painting by Mrs. Sun himself, and it is worth it. He was able to take it out, just for the sake of it. His **** grandson?

   If it was just a second grandson, Sun Qinian, or a second grandson, Sun Lie, the current deputy leader of the Dragon Team, although he could make Zheng Weiguo feel jealous, it was just jealousy. Whatever he should do, he will still do it.

  But the situation is completely different now. The calligraphy and paintings written by Mrs. Sun were sent to Zheng Weiguo. What does this mean? Does it mean that he, Zheng Weiguo, will not give Grandpa Sun this face?

   That’s right, seeing calligraphy and painting is like seeing people!

   This is the evaluation of Grandpa Sun’s handwriting by Sijiucheng for decades!

   So very few of this stuff still exist! Moreover, Mr. Sun has already closed the pen, and no new works have been published in 20 or 30 years! So the weight of this scroll of calligraphy and painting in front of him now is self-evident! In a word, it is absolutely impossible to refuse Zheng Weiguo alone.

"Hey, isn't this the danqing calligraphy of Chief Sun? Vigorous and powerful, not chaotic, good words, good words!" But at this moment, a hearty laughter suddenly sounded in Zheng Weiguo's ear, and he didn't know when There was an old man in a yellow robe in the office.

   "Old Huang?" After seeing the face of the old man in yellow robe, Zheng Weiguo suddenly looked surprised, stood up with a swoosh, his body stretched straight and saluted.

  As the current director of the Central Guard Bureau, he, Zheng Weiguo, of course knows very well that there are many old monsters hidden in their Central Guard Bureau. Just like the Huang Xing Huang Lao who appeared in front of him now, when Zheng Weiguo had just joined the Central Defence Bureau 40 years ago, when he was still a soldier, the other party was already the director of the Central Defence Bureau of that era, at least three generations earlier than him.

   And now, this one is still alive and strong. How could he, Zheng Weiguo, dare to be rude in front of the other party?

   "Sit down and sit down. Now you are the director, so I should greet you as an old man. Where did this thing come from?" Huang Xing Huang Lao smiled and waved his hand, pointing to the Danqing ink treasure in his hand and asked.

   "It was sent by Sun Qi Nian from the Sun family." Zheng Weiguo said immediately.

"Sun's family? Do they have this kind of heart, old man, I usually don't do anything well, so I'm still interested in this Danqing calligraphy treasure. Since they gave such a big gift, I can't lose the courtesy, Xiao Zheng, go. Call Sun Qinian, I have to thank him properly." Huang Xing Huang Lao first squinted and smiled, and then said.

   "Huh? Yes!"

   Hearing that, Zheng Weiguo was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately called Sun Qinian's number without hesitation.

   At the same time, there was an uncontrollable look of joy and surprise in his eyes.

   Of course he understands that what Huang Lao said is completely a scene and an excuse, and he is interested in this Danqing calligraphy treasure? I'm afraid it's true that he came to help Zheng Weiguo and the guy inside to clear the siege.

   It's just... that he was able to make big figures like Huang Xing and Huang Lao come forward. Even if he saw the face of Mrs. Xu, it was still amazing enough! Could it be that the one inside has a close relationship with Huang Xing Huang Lao?

  Otherwise, as an old man, how could he be so sensitive and sensitive to pick up such a hot potato.

   After all, behind this calligraphy and painting, there is a heavy weight, representing Grandpa Sun.

   (end of this chapter)