Chapter 1246

No matter how dissatisfied Lin is with Xueqing, it's not easy to refute Xia Lianda's words.

After all, Xia Lianda paid more attention to Xueqing's family at the beginning, but now she is the guest of honor in the mansion, so she can't neglect it.

Otherwise, there will be a suspicion of being unkind and lacking justice.

Not only that, I don't know when it started. Lin Shangshu was inexplicably afraid of Xueqing, his granddaughter.

Although, he did not admit it.

Of course, or not.

But that's what happened.

In the same way, if the rest of the family said something and Lin Shangshu was dissatisfied, he would immediately denounce it.

But Xueqing said that most of the time, Lin Shangshu was just sulky and left his dissatisfaction in his heart to block himself.

This time, it's still the case.

“…… Brother Xia, I'm flattered. " There was something unnatural in his face, but he was choked up in his heart.

As for whether Xia Lianda envies his good fortune or praises Xueqing, Mr. Lin has no explanation.

Xia Lianda didn't find Lin Shangshu's mind, and happily accepted the pot with a cigarette bag.

Xueqing's family has already said that, Xia Lianda certainly won't refuse any more.

What's more, when he returns to his hometown, he takes the pot in his hand and strolls around. What a glory?

Of course, he was absolutely reluctant to use such an expensive tobacco pot for dry smoking.

This is to be handed down from generation to generation.

Snow fine see her Ye suppress to bend of appearance, clear a smile.

Then, he motioned vanilla to come forward and presented the gift for Zhang Mingyuan.

"I've always been proficient in this set of tea utensils, but I don't want to give it to my brother-in-law because I don't like it now." Xueqing looks at Zhang Mingyuan and says.

The tea set was placed in a box carved with red sandalwood scenery, and the four corners of the box were also covered with gold.

If you look at this box, you can see that the tea set in it should be good.

Vanilla respectfully put the box on Zhang Mingyuan's desk. Just as she was about to open the box, Zhang Mingyuan seemed to see something and blurted out: "stop

Vanilla was startled.

"Big uncle..." Vanilla's voice trembled and her face became frightened.

What's the matter? What's this look like?

Vanilla thought she had made some mistakes, so she would kneel down.

In vanilla's opinion, the eldest uncle is always gentle to people, even to slaves, but also very tolerant.

Now, how can you suddenly scold her?

She must have done something wrong!

But what did she do wrong?

Vanilla was frightened, frightened and puzzled.

Vanilla didn't understand what was going on, and the people in the room didn't either.

Everyone looked at Zhang Mingyuan with a puzzled face.

"Xianggong, what's the matter?" Yu Ting asked in surprise.

Zhang Mingyuan did not lift his head and waved his hand, as if he didn't hear Yu Ting's words. His eyes were staring at the box.

No, it should be staring at a mark in the corner of the box.

Vanilla helpless look to snow fine, scared to cry.

Snow fine appeases to see vanilla one eye, signal vanilla to retreat.

She has already seen that Zhang Mingyuan is not aiming at vanilla, but just does not let vanilla open the box, because he found something obsessed with it.

Yes, it's obsession.

Because the appearance of Zhang Mingyuan now, in Xueqing's view, is a pair of crazy appearance.

Vanilla unknown, so scared back to the snow fine behind.

Zhang Mingyuan's fingers trembled, stretched out, stroked the mark, and murmured: "this is Mr. Yuanshan's seal mark.... "

Mr. Lin's face changed, "Mr. Yuanshan?"

Not from of, the head of Lin Lao Shang Shu also turns toward to engrave chapter place.

Immediately, the eyes seem to stick to it.

Zhang Mingyuan rubbed for a moment, and the expression on his face became surprised and happy.

"Good This is definitely the seal carved by Mr. Yuanshan himself... "

Zhang Mingyuan murmured and said, eyes more and more bright, stretched out his hand to open the box.

Inside the box is a set of white glazed blue porcelain tea set.

There are four cups on the four corners of the box and a teapot in the middle.

Whether it is a teapot or a cup, there is a smooth line of landscape painting.

Zhang Mingyuan carefully picked up a cup, carefully looked at the painting above, and nodded his praise with his eyes shining.

"It's Mr. Yuanshan's masterpiece Well deserved It's the best product of all time... "

Lin also stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up one to have a close look, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his hand stopped again.But looking at the tea set in the box, there was an irresistible eagerness.

Lin Zijian, Huang and others, including the servants in the room, were puzzled by Zhang Mingyuan's appearance.

Rain Ting is to understand what, the face showed a trace of helplessness.

My husband likes to drink tea, and he also likes to collect valuable tea sets.

She once heard her husband mention occasionally that hundreds of years ago, there was a famous calligrapher and painter named Mr. Yuanshan.

This Mr. Yuanshan is not only accomplished in calligraphy, but also likes to paint on the embryo by himself occasionally, and then burn it to make tea sets for his own use.

My husband once sighed that if I could see a set of tea sets made by Mr. Yuanshan, I would have no regrets in my life.

For this reason, Yu Ting also had a rare fly vinegar.

Now after listening to Zhang Mingyuan's words, Yuting still has something she doesn't understand.

Zhang Mingyuan put down the tea cup, just want to carefully pick up the teapot, Xueqing said with a smile: "brother-in-law, is this set of tea really genuine? It's not a fake? "

"The real thing, of course!" Zhang Mingyuan looked at Xueqing and vowed: "according to the records of Kyushu, all the boxes used to hold Mr. Yuanshan's hand-made tea sets are engraved with Mr. Yuanshan's seal, and the tea sets also have the same seal..."

When Zhang Mingyuan said this, he first pointed to the mark on the finger box, then took a cup of gas, turned it over and pointed to the mark on the bottom of the cup.

Then, pointing to the landscape pattern on the teacup, he continued to explain the characteristics of Yuanshan's calligraphy and painting.

Of course, almost no one in the room could understand these things except Mr. Lin Shangshu.

After listening to Zhang Mingyuan's words, Mr. Lin nodded frequently and looked at him with admiration.

As for the others, their faces were almost the same. They were all confused.

At this time, we can see the differences in cultural attainments of the people in the room.

Looking at his son and grandson, although he didn't want to be illiterate, he didn't have any talent for poetry and calligraphy in his heart. He couldn't help feeling sad.

He has always boasted of being a noble and clean man in his whole life, but when he came to his son and grandson, he turned out to be a big old man. How could he be embarrassed?

Fortunately, there is a little grandson who is quite progressive, which is a little comfort to him.

However -

Lin's eyes fell on Zhang Mingyuan's tea set.

I'm afraid it's hard to find a second set of such a rare thing in the whole world. My granddaughter is not filial to his grandfather

Mr. Lin would never admit that he is full of lemonade.