The next day was the weekend. Zhu Tong and Ye'er went out early and drove their Renault to Suzhou Suixueyuan to learn painting.
There were few vehicles in the morning, and it was not yet nine o'clock when the Renault arrived at the Snow Park.
Since they had already said hello last night, Mei Ye was very cooperative. First, she congratulated him on his smooth return to China, and then praised him for his superb medical skills. Even his friends knew that there was such a young miracle doctor in Shanghai. At the same time, he suggested that Director Li go and treat him.
A friend went to see a doctor for back pain.
Ye'er has always been free to learn painting, and Zhu Tong hurriedly agreed, and Mei Lao's disciples led the way out of Suixueyuan to become a doctor.
Xiaguang Temple is not far from Suixueyuan, and it can be reached in a blink of an eye by driving for several kilometers.
It is said that Xiaguang Temple was once the first Buddhist resort in the south of the Yangtze River. When it was prosperous, it had nine floors, eighteen pavilions, seventy-two halls, more than 1,200 houses, and 3,000 monks.
Of course, everyone knows that the legends about temples should be similar to the legends in folk stories. Temples with a little history will have many legends. Of course, devout believers dare not doubt these numerous "rumors". If it is really verified, most of the legends are true.
It's just said.
For example, Xiaguang Temple is now located on the edge of Taihu Lake, with picturesque mountains and rivers. However, when Master Xiaoyun first came here ten years ago, Xiaguang Temple only had three dilapidated main halls, a row of decaying and collapsed monk rooms, and courtyard walls.
There is only a little foundation left; it is impossible to see where the so-called seventy-two temples can be built? Maybe in Taihu Lake?
Although today's Xiaguang Temple is not as big as "reportedly", it still has five floors and nine pavilions. If you count the three main halls that have just started construction, it can barely make up eight main halls. As for the monks in the temple, there are only a few
To a hundred people. It’s not that we can’t support it, it’s because we don’t need that many people to do this business. Now is the busy farming season, and many temporary monks have gone home to work.
Zhu Tongzao had heard from his senior brother that because the Buddhist services during the Spring Festival were well done, the two "foreign monks" hired at high prices attracted many believers to offer incense at Xiaguang Temple, which attracted sufficient attention from the local government.
In March, the county elected the fat man Zhu Yun invited from Sichuan to preside over the facade as a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, and named the original three main halls of Xiaguang Temple as key protected cultural relics.
In April, the construction of the three main halls assisted by pilgrims attracted by the Spring Festival started smoothly. The land acquisition issue, which was originally a headache, was given the green light under the coordination of the CPPCC members. The fat fake monk who was always good at eating and lazy became more comfortable; before, he was just a man because of his obesity.
He is just a bus driver who retired early. How could he have imagined that applying to be a monk would lead to such a glorious situation?
There are more than a dozen fat people of the same level under Zhu Yun. Every year, everyone has the opportunity to exchange positions and rotate positions. Xiaguang Temple is recognized as the best place for fat people to go.
If he becomes a member of the CPPCC, his boss won't move him to another place next year, right?
This was what the fat man had in mind when he led Zhu Tong to the back hall, even though he knew that all the proofs he had given were forgeries, and daydreaming was the privilege of monks; oh, the jargon should be called meditation.
Walking to the door of the courtyard where the apse is located, the fat man bowed and saluted the two young men guarding the door. Although he was in charge, he had no right to enter the courtyard.
Zhu Tong was introduced into the side hall, and everyone at the table stood up to greet him.
Zhu Tong went to see the female living Buddha first. Her injuries were not serious. She was taken care of by a group of Zhumen experts and she should be able to recover roughly within a week.
Everyone seems to know the news that Zhu Tong was injured. Zhu Yun has ordered several prospective disciples to transform a wing room into an aromatherapy room, and asked Zhu Tong to give some advice.
After sitting down again, Zhu Tong and his uncle Zhu Huang sat in the upper position. The two senior brothers sat on both sides, and Living Buddha Suowanda sat at the lower position. Cheng Hu took care of the female Living Buddha Qusangzhuom in the back.
Zhu Tong was checked and checked for pulse by his uncle and senior brother in turn; Living Buddha Suowonda was very capable and could understand his condition without touching him.
Suowonda violated the most severe of the three precepts of the Zhu Sect, killing. This is an unconfirmed speculation. As long as no one comes to the door, as the leader, Zhu Tong is ready to pretend to be confused. Who can let someone be a super master?
For a long time, there was silence in the hall. Zhu Tong clapped his hands and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Am I not very good now? As long as I don't exercise strenuously, there will be no problem."
"Who in the world can guarantee not to take action? Don't forget, Zhu Yuan is still injured." Zhu Huang looked at Zhu Tong worriedly. He was really unsure of how to treat such a strange poisonous injury.
"This matter is no longer a problem. The poisonous wolf Assi was surrounded by the police last night. After resisting for a long time, he detonated explosives and committed suicide. Along with him on the way to the west, there was also Shao Zhang from Sipin Honghuo. From now on, Shanghai Beach needs to be quiet for a while.
Already."
Zhu Tong took out a newspaper and handed it to his uncle, which he bought on the street when he was out of Shanghai. On the second page there was a red headline: This city's Anti-Narcotics Department cracked a major drug trafficking case.
The subtitle is: Police officers from the Anti-Narcotics Division killed the gunman and drug dealer Assi, and seized three kilograms of drugs.
In the distributed photo, Huang Hai is standing in front of the Tanah Lot Temple in a dirty police uniform, covered in gunpowder smoke, with a resolute and pensive expression on his face.
Zhu Tong recounted the meeting between Jiang Xiaoyu and himself, and finally concluded: "After this incident, the Fourth Grade Honghuo and the Fifth Grade Qingyang should be quiet for a while, at least there will be no major incident before the Jianghu Reception. Master said, my
The injury can be healed within a year, so there is nothing to worry about."
"You didn't kill him, did you?" Zhu Yun asked worriedly. He was worried about the big fire wheel and was afraid that the leader would violate the Zhumen's commandments.
"How can it be possible? The big steamer has found a place to hide and will not show up around Shanghai for some time to come."
Zhu Tong sighed, he really regretted this result. The newspaper said that a suspect jumped into the sea and disappeared. Optimistically, he was buried in the belly of the fish. All the martial arts experts here knew that Jiang Xiaoyu, who was born in a family on the water, was there.
, the big fire wheel cannot die. Maybe Jiang Xiaoyu didn’t want to sacrifice the big fire wheel in the first place, maybe he changed his mind temporarily after receiving a call from the ruthless master. Who knows?
"Jiang Xiaoyu has other goals in getting rid of the poisonous wolf Asi." Zhu Huai, the elder brother who had been silent until now, spoke up.
"What purpose?"
"The poisonous wolf Axi came to Shanghai this time not just to find his brother. I heard that he came mainly for the treasures in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Where did senior brother get this news?" Jiang Xiaoyu also said the same thing, but Zhu Tong didn't believe it. In his impression, Poison Wolf Axi was more like a cold-blooded killer.
"I just came from Beijing. The news about poisonous wolf Asi was told to me by a friend in Shanxi. There, the circles of drug trafficking and cultural relics trafficking are intertwined to some extent. At the end of the month, the Southern Auction House will be held in Shanghai
At an auction, Jiang Xiaoyu is afraid that the poisonous wolf Asi will ruin his good deeds. The jade seal given by the master will appear at this auction."
"Tell me, who has this jade seal now?" Zhu Tong's eyes shone with excitement. Although he had not done business for more than half a year, he was indeed very interested in the deal planned by his senior brother.
"This jade seal is called Plum Blossom in the Snow. When Master gave it to me two months ago, it didn't have a name yet. It is a plum blossom with a white background that is rare among jade..."
Zhu Huai eloquently told the story, and there was no need to talk about the little liar. Second senior brother Zhu Yun and senior uncle Zhu Huang heard about it for the first time, so of course they were interested; Suowonda also listened with great interest.
In order to throw the last jade seal into the world, and to deal with Qu Laoyi, Zhu Huai worked hard.
He is well versed in the rules of the cultural relics trade, he is stricter than a petty liar, and his scams are more professional.
Similar to Zhu Tong, he did nothing in the first month. He just ran back and forth to cultural relics markets across the country, collecting information and exploring the market.
Two months ago, when Mrs. Yu handed the jade seal to him, Zhu Huai had already been wandering around Taiyuan Antique City for more than ten days.
In the last week of April, Zhu Huai dressed up as a small cultural relic dealer and set up a stall in a corner of Taiyuan Antique City to buy some low-end knickknacks, both genuine and fake.
During the May Day holiday, more and more people came to the antique market to hunt for gold; Zhu Huai placed a pile of copper coins in the corner of the stall, including a rare and authentic one: a silver coin from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period.
On the afternoon of May 2nd, the person Zhu Huai was waiting for arrived. He was the deputy director of a cultural center in a district in Taiyuan, Shanxi. He was in his fifties and his surname was Liu.
Zhu Huai chose him for three reasons. First, Director Liu likes collecting. In the past, because he was too cautious and had little capital, he never made any big fortune from this hobby. But Director Liu has been in the cultural relics circle for more than ten years.
Damn, my eyesight is very sharp. Especially when it comes to antiques like ancient coins that don’t cost much money just for fun, I can be considered an expert.
The second reason is that Director Liu likes to earn a little money by writing articles for professional cultural relics magazines, and he can gain some reputation. He is an out-and-out rumor maker and gossip in the cultural relics industry.
The third and most important thing is that Director Liu and Qu Laoyi knew each other. During the Cultural Revolution, Qu Laoyi once joined a team in the countryside near Taiyuan. Director Liu's hobby of collecting cultural relics was completely cultivated under the influence of Qu Laoyi.
Even now, there is still contact between Director Liu and Qu Laoyi; he can be said to be one of Qu Laoyi's tentacles in Taiyuan.
Everyone who is engaged in cultural relics pays great attention to cultivating such friends, especially Taiyuan is a province rich in cultural relics. The antique city ranks among the top ten antique cities in the country. Qu Laoyi has many friends here.
Director Liu stopped at Zhu Huai's stall at first. Shanxi is the hometown of Shanxi merchants, and there are too many people playing with copper coins. There are stalls like this in the antique city, ranging from one thousand to five hundred.
Zhu Huai was not in a hurry, squatting behind the stall and smoking a pipe; he was dressed as an old man, dressed as a township cadre. Of course, he was a township cadre ten years ago, and today's township cadres are basically no different from bosses.
The first thing that caught Director Liu's attention was the dry cigarette bag in Zhu Huai's hand, or to be precise, the jade cigarette holder.
"How much does a cigarette bag cost?"
"This is left by grandpa and is not for sale." Zhu Huai didn't even raise his eyes as he opened the stall in front of him; "You still have to check whether these are interesting. These are all collected from the countryside. I don't know how to make them."
Buy and sell and earn some hard-earned money."
"These things of yours are not worth a lot of money. I think this cigarette holder is good. Can you borrow it to visit the head office?" Director Liu glanced at the things on the stall and saw the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom silver coin; but based on his experience, this way
It is impossible for things to appear at the stalls.
The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom silver coins were issued when the Tianping Heavenly Kingdom established its capital in Nanjing. Since the dynasty only lasted more than ten years from its establishment to its destruction, and the dynasty was destroyed in large numbers after its annihilation, very few of them have been handed down.
It’s no wonder that Director Liu has a good eye. As the saying goes, rare things are more valuable. A perfect Taiping silver coin in the world can be purchased for more than 100,000 yuan; and all the things in this stall together will not exceed 1,000 yuan.
. He didn’t know that the seemingly pedantic old man in front of him was the famous Senior Brother Zhumen. He also had the name of Golden Eyed Eagle in the cultural relics shop. This Taiping silver coin and the jade cigarette holder were specially made for him, an expert.
Prepared genuine goods.
The scam came to a climax when Director Liu was being teased more and more enthusiastically. Jin Chan came, dressed as a local peasant woman, holding her child in her arms and delivering food to her husband.