Fox Road Travel Notes

After hearing the joke, the Hou family and his son couldn't laugh.

They all felt a little cold. It was the first time they had encountered a naked threat that was so fresh and refined.

But the knife is in someone else's hand, no matter what, you still have to laugh when you should.

When it’s time to cheer, you still have to cheer, even if it’s a forced smile.

So Hou Xun smiled bitterly and sighed: "Your Majesty, to be honest, all the money was indeed given away."

"The current amount of money in this Wubao is only five to six thousand taels!"

"If you don't believe it, I will swear an oath to you right now..."

Yan Feng waved his folding fan lightly: "It doesn't matter, it's enough, as long as Hou Situ agrees."

"Taking something without telling you is a thief. We are bandits, not thieves. We must be more particular about what we do."

Chen Zican said: "If it's not enough, Mr. Hou can take us to borrow from colleagues' homes everywhere."

"The Hou family is good at being a good person, so this face should be worth something."

Hou Xun's expression finally changed.

If these people held him hostage and went to an official's house to rob him, not only would he get into big trouble, but how would he behave in the future?

Sure enough, being a human being is difficult, so difficult!

It seems that it won't work if I don't pluck the hair.

After figuring it out, he stopped hesitating and sighed: "Your Majesty, we really don't have much money left."

"But this time I came here, I also prepared a few toys, they should be worth some money."

"I, I'll go get it for the king right now!"

Yan Feng chuckled: "Zhang Cunren started from a small school in the border army and followed Zu Dashou to the Qing Dynasty. How does he know how to appreciate ancient calligraphy and paintings?"

"Shang Shu Hou, you are making the wrong wink!"

"It's okay for you to take us there."

Hou Fangyu quickly got up and helped his father towards the bedroom.

The girl with the messy hair and sideburns didn't dare to follow her.

Entering the bedroom just now, Hou Xun was chattering, very reluctantly.

Zhu Yong shouted: "Hurry up, we brothers are all on our way at night. If you delay for a long time, then we will have to stay at your house for a day."

Hou Xun shook his head and smiled bitterly. He walked to the luxurious bed and nodded.

Hou Fangyu immediately squatted down and stretched his hand behind the foot of the bed.

There was a rustling sound, and a carved nanmu wall turned up, revealing a secret room.

Zhu Yong blurted out and asked: "You old man, since there is a cave in this room, why didn't you hide in it just now?"

Hou Xun sighed and glanced at his son who was standing there with his head down.

Zhu Yong laughed and said: "It turns out that the love for the calf is deep and the son is reluctant to leave. After all, it is the nature of father and son!"

Chen Zican sneered: "Fifth brother, you are wrong about this."

"Where is the deep love between father and son?"

"He knows that his son's bones are weak and he is afraid that we will force him to find him here. That would really make him feel bad."

"I guess there are good things in it..."

Sure enough, Hou Xun frowned, with a look of regret in his eyes.

Yan Feng held his hands and said: "Master Hou, please go first!"

Hou Fangyu had no choice but to light a candlestick and walk into the dark doorway with it.

The secret room at the back is not big, and there are no rows of cabinets or mountains of treasures. Instead, it is neat and elegant, and is decorated like a small study.

As soon as Yan Feng came in, he looked at a piece of writing on the wall and said with excitement: "This, is this "Seat Competition" by Yan Zhenqing?"

"Although it is not authentic, judging from the meaning of the writing, it must be written by Cai Xiang."

"This piece of writing alone is worth thirty to forty thousand taels of silver in the eyes of knowledgeable people!"

"Shang Shu Hou really has a rich family collection!"

He sighed, reached out and touched the painting next to him, then brought it up to his nose and smelled it.

"This ink orchid is an authentic work by Zheng Suonan. The brushwork is innocent and innocent. Just as the monk Jueyin of the Yuan Dynasty said, you should write orchids with joy and bamboo with anger!"

"This "Lanting Preface" is from the Dingwu edition of the Song Dynasty."

"The missing five characters for 'Turbulence Belt Youtian' should have been passed down from Peng Shaoliu. It is also rare, tsk tsk!"

He turned around, looked at the picture at the back, and frowned.

"Although Wang Duo is famous, he turned traitor and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. He is truly a shameless person!"

"His handwriting is like a dead snake under a stick, and his movements are like earthworms after rain. It makes people unhappy to watch them!"

After saying that, he tore off the calligraphy and tore it into pieces three times.

Hou Xun pursed his lips and did not dare to speak, but the bitterness on his face became more and more serious.

Yan Feng ignored him at all and tapped a bronze mirror on the desk with his fingers, making a clanking sound.

Picking it up and looking at it carefully, he chuckled: "Hou Shangshu actually dares to hide this mirror!"

"Listen, the green cap is used as a mirror and the four barbarians are in uniform. I wish the country and the people a rest. The barbarians destroyed the world and the crops are ripe in the wind and rain..."

"Although these mirror inscriptions are from the Han Dynasty, the bronze is not a Han mirror. It is probably imitated by the Tang Dynasty."

"The money may not be worth much, but this inscription is probably difficult to pass down."

"In order to prevent your unscrupulous children from destroying it, I'd better keep it for you as a souvenir!"

Hou Xun and his son secretly admired him when they saw how knowledgeable he was.

I wonder how such a person could become a robber instead of taking the top exam!

He picked up the copper incense burner on his desk and tapped it with his knuckles, making the sound clearer and clearer.

He nodded and said: "It is indeed a Xuande furnace, imitating the porcelain furnace of the Song Dynasty."

“Emperor Xuande asked the caster that day, how many times does it take to refine this copper into refined copper?”

"The caster said that it must be refined six times before the precious light will appear."

"The emperor said, then refining it twelve times, take the purest and most refined one as the furnace, and the rest as other utensils..."

"A Xuande furnace with this appearance will be called a national treasure in future generations!"

Yan Feng looked around the room and picked up a mottled patina paperweight on the table.

He smiled and said: "Hou Shangshu is really heroic. A total of thirty bronze rulers of the Western Han Dynasty were cast in Chang'an and distributed to various states and counties for measuring instruments."

"I didn't expect that it still exists now!"

"That's it!" Yan Feng turned around and walked out of the secret room.

"I said, I will only lend you one hundred thousand taels to save Li Shu."

"The ones I just saw are worth about 140,000 to 50,000 taels."

"But in troubled times, these things are extremely difficult to sell. If you can sell one hundred thousand taels, it would be good."

"If you add more cash to the fort, I won't take anything else..."

Hou Xun and his son looked at each other with happy faces.

Originally, they thought that by leading these thieves into the secret room, they would be like a weasel entering the henhouse, and not even a hair would be left behind for him. "

“There is definitely no reason to stop until he is turned upside down.

Listening to Yan Feng's casual comments, the two of them became more and more chilled. What kind of robber was this? He was clearly an omniscient connoisseur!

Everything that passes through his hands can be judged as true or false, just like looking at the palm of your hand.

It seems that it is absolutely impossible for some of the collection in the secret room to leak out from his eyes today.

Thinking of the losses he would suffer, Hou Xun felt like he was going to have angina.

But I didn't expect that the bandit leader actually knew Lian Shouyi and wanted as much as he wanted, without even looking at anything else!

You know, all the antiques in this secret room are worth at least five hundred thousand taels of silver!

Hou Xun was no longer deaf and spoke fluently. He nodded and bowed quickly.

"Your Majesty is really wise and sharp. Today, I have given you a chance to broaden your horizons and gain knowledge!"

Hou Fangyu also joked: "Gift red pink to beauties, and give swords to martyrs."

"These ancient calligraphy and painting utensils are so lucky to be favored by the king and always by his side!"

Yan Feng sneered: "You can't drink these things when you're thirsty, and you can't eat them when you're hungry. They are worthless compared to human life."

"If I really liked these things, would you still be able to laugh now?"

"Since I said that I am doing merit for your Hou family and his son, don't you believe it?"