Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

Chapter 492: Danqing Calligraphy

"Old Wu, don't just be in a daze, just tell me, what should we do next? Is it possible, let's just forget about it?" At this moment, Sun Qi Nian couldn't help urging in his ear .

He has a lot of grandsons, so in fact, Sun Long may not have a high status in his heart, and the reason why he is so active about this matter is that he feels that he has lost face! It's unreasonable for someone to dare to break ground on the head of his second grandson, Sun Qinian!

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

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

This is his treasure, because the old man's calligraphy and paintings have rarely been handed down due to his status in recent years.

And that kind of thing, in this forty-nine city, is completely equivalent to a face, the face of his father, Mrs. Sun.

"According to the current situation, it is impossible for our Sun family to turn against the Xu family and the Zhongwei Bureau just because you are a grandson! After all, strictly speaking, our side did not stand up for reason and secretly entrusted a foreign assassin organization to kill first. Not to mention It is said that now is still a sensitive period of turmoil..."

Speaking of this, Sun Lie paused, and said with a serious face: "Master Chen is gone, so now we can easily stabilize the Chen family. But now, if we turn against the Xu family because of such a trivial matter, and force them to fight What kind of consequences would it be if we became the opposite of our Sun family, or even merged with the Chen family. Second brother, do you understand?"

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

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

In his opinion, this is obviously the safest and safest method!

"Send that calligraphy and painting over?"

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

He said with a sullen face: "Old Wu, are you kidding me? Those are calligraphy and paintings written by the old man himself. It was only on my 70th birthday that I found an excuse and opportunity to ask him for a copy! You know Just such a calligraphy and painting, even if I was in that 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, second brother, if you really can't swallow this breath, you can consider doing this. After all, the matter is almost clear now. If in a few days, Laige from the Zhongwei Bureau is acquitted, even if we Long Team, it is impossible to arrest that kid again? Think about it yourself."

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

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

Is it because you can't swallow this breath?

Of course he couldn't swallow it!

...

Two days later, in the office of the chief of the Central Security Bureau, Zheng Weiguo was holding a slightly yellowed scroll in his hand, with an expression of indescribable complexity and exclamation on his face.

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

Just by looking at it at first glance, Zheng Weiguo could feel the lofty sentiments in the words, and the writer's brushwork was thick and vigorous. Of course, this is not what he cares about the most. What he cares about most is that when he glanced at the line of small characters on the signature, his heart trembled involuntarily, and his heart jumped wildly.

"This Sun Qi Nian is really willing!" Rao Zheng Weiguo didn't expect the other party to be so willing. This is the calligraphy and painting written by Mrs. Sun himself. It can't be overstated that he can take it out, just for the sake of it. His idiot grandson?

If it's just the second grandson, Sun Qinian, or the fifth grandson, Sun Lie, who is currently the deputy leader of the dragon group, although Zheng Weiguo can be moved and feared, it's just fear. What to do, he will still do.

But now the situation is completely different. What does it mean that the calligraphy and paintings written by Mrs. Sun are sent to Zheng Weiguo? Does it mean that Zheng Weiguo will give Mrs. Sun this face?

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

This is Sijiucheng's evaluation of Mrs. Sun's handwriting for decades!

So there are very, very few of these things still in the world! Moreover, Mr. Sun has already closed his pen, and no new work has been published in twenty or thirty years! So the weight of the volume of calligraphy and painting in front of him at this moment is self-evident! In short, Zheng Weiguo alone cannot afford to refuse.

"Hey, isn't this the Danqing calligraphy of Chief Sun? Vigorous and powerful, muddy but not chaotic, good calligraphy, good calligraphy!" But at this moment, a hearty laughter suddenly sounded in Zheng Weiguo's ears. There was an extra yellow-robed old man in the office.

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

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

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

"Sit down, sit down. Now that you are the director, I, the old man, should greet you. Where did this thing come from?" Huang Xing and Huang Lao waved his hands with a smile, pointing to the Danqing calligraphy in his hand and asked.

"It was sent by the grandson of the Sun family, Qi Nian." Zheng Weiguo said immediately.

"The Sun family? Don't they have the heart? Old man, I'm usually not good at anything, but I'm still interested in this painting. Since they sent such a big gift, I, the old man, can't lose my courtesy. Xiao Zheng, go Give Sun Qinian a call, I have to thank him properly." Huang Xing and Huang Lao squinted his eyes and smiled first, then said.

"Ah? Yes!"

Hearing this, Zheng Weiguo was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately dialed the number of the Sun family's Sun Qinian without hesitation.

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

Of course he understands that Huang Lao's words are purely stage talk and excuses, and he is interested in this painting? I'm afraid it's true that he came to rescue Zheng Weiguo and the guy inside.

It's just... to be able to get big figures like Huang Xing and Huang Lao to come forward, even if it is possible to see the face of Mrs. Xu, it is still amazing enough! Could it be that the person inside still has a close relationship with Huang Xing and Huang Lao?

Otherwise, as an old man, how could he be so sensitive and sensitive to take over this hot potato.

After all, behind the calligraphy and painting, there is a heavy weight, which represents Mrs. Sun.