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Chapter 10 The Frog in the Well

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    "How old are you? Do you deserve me to celebrate your birthday?"

    Old Yan's merciless words made Fang Tianhao tremble all over, his face turned from white to red, from red to green, and finally turned back to bloodless pale.

    This face-changing became faster than turning the pages of a book, it was simply wonderful.

    Unknowingly.

    Everyone seemed to hear the crackling sound echoing in the hall.

    Fang Tianhao's chest heaved violently, he felt dizzy, and almost passed out.

    It's a shame to throw it home!

    He boasted just now that he and Yan Lao are close friends, and Yan Lao came here specially to celebrate his birthday.  In the end, Yan Lao's words exposed his lie in public.

    For a while.

    The guests in the hall looked at Fang Tianhao from the initial envy and jealousy to gloating and pity.

    Chen Yong asked curiously; "Old Yan, didn't you come to the birthday banquet?"

    "Attend his birthday party? Does he deserve it?"

    With a strong sarcasm on Yan Lao's face, his eyes turned to Xiao Yi, and he said lightly, "I'm here to visit Young Master Xiao today!"

    Hiss!

    Chen Yong and the others gasped.

    Visit Xiao Yi?

    The eyes of everyone looking at Xiao Yi changed drastically. The figure of the son-in-law of the Fang family in front of him became extremely tall at this moment.

    "This, what is the virtue of this trash, that even Yan Lao respects him so much?"

    "Do you think Mr. Yan just said that for the Xiao family's sake?"

    "Impossible, Xiao Yi has been kicked out of the house by the Xiao family, it's impossible for Mr. Yan not to know"

    "Then how to explain this?"

    "No matter what, this little son-in-law is already in the sky. With Mr. Yan's relationship, who will dare to look down on him in the future?"

    In the crowd.

    Fang Ao's face was blue and white, like a dormant poisonous snake, swallowing a cold and resentful light.

    Both fists were clenched tightly, and the knuckles were pale due to too much force.

    Ever since the fifth limb was abolished by Xiao Yi, Fang Ao's heart has been completely distorted.

    He thinks of revenge all the time.

    It's just that Fang Jin didn't return, he could only wait. Today, he finally got a chance to make Xiao Yi lose face, but as soon as Yan Lao showed up, Xiao Yi soared into the sky, and became Yan Lao's long-forgotten friend.

    Looking at the gazes of those people staring at Xiao Yi, it was no longer the contempt and sarcasm as before, but full of enthusiasm, wishing to become a dog licking, kneeling and licking Xiao Yi.

    "Why does this trash get Fang Qingzhu, why does Yan Lao come to visit him? Why is it not me? I don't accept it, I don't accept it"

    Fang Ao took a deep breath, with crazy hatred in his eyes, he said loudly: "Old Yan, you must not be fooled by Xiao Yi, he is a disloyal, filial, benevolent and unrighteous scum. Just before you came, Xiao Yi took  Presenting a fake painting as a birthday gift to the Patriarch, not only did we not feel guilty about it, but turned around and left without paying attention to the Patriarch at all."

    Lei Bao also added fuel to the sidelines: "Fang Ao is right, Xiao Yi is a beast. Old Yan doesn't know that I was the first to see the statue yesterday, but he snatched it away.  She also framed me as a trap for him"

    The two spoke in tears.

    A playful look flashed across Yan Lao's eyes, and he deliberately asked: "Young Master Xiao, is what they said true?"

    Xiao Yi touched his nose: "What do you think?"

    "I think¡­¡­"

    Yan Lao pretended to murmur, and stared at Fang Ao and the others in anticipation. The invisible vitality turned into two cold palms and slammed the two of them to the ground. The cold voice made them feel like falling  The ice cellar, the bone-chilling chill covered the whole body, "The two of them are just farting!"

    General Yan unfolded the "Picture of the Crouching Tiger Sword" in his hand, and said with a cold expression: "The fake painting you are talking about is the one in my hand?"

    Fang Ao covered his face, stood up with difficulty, nodded and said: "Yes, it is this fake painting. Master Zhang has personally identified it, and this painting is fake!"

    "No, that's right!"

    Lei Bao spat out a mouthful of blood with his teeth in it, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

    Yan Lao looked at Zhang Yong, and said lightly: "Zhang Yong, you say this painting is fake? What is your basis?"

    ah?

    Zhang Yong was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't dare to lie under Yan Lao's sharp gaze. He nodded his head and said: "Yan Lao should know that Jin Wuhen, the life-killing scholarAlthough he is one of the four great talents who are as famous as Tang Pu and others, he has committed too many crimes, and all his works have been destroyed by his enemies, and no calligraphy has been handed down at all.  In addition, there is no record in the history books of this "Picture of Crouching Tiger Sword", so I concluded that it is fake!  "

    "Look, Mr. Yan, there is no calligraphy handed down by the life-killing scholar. How could this painting be authentic? We deduce that he must have bought this street stall from some unscrupulous counterfeit vendor, and used it as a birthday gift  "

    Fang Ao thought he had found the truth, and the more he talked, the more complacent he became, "But he never expected that Master Zhang is a great collector and has a deep research on ancient paintings. He can tell at a glance that they are fake paintings, which exposed him.  mask of hypocrisy!"

    Looking at Fang Ao who seemed to be grasping the truth, Xiao Yi touched his nose and looked at Old Yan with a strange expression.

    Unscrupulous counterfeit vendors?

    Yan Lao's face turned green, and he said gloomyly, "Do you know where he got this painting from?"

    Fang Ao shook his head: "I didn't ask about this I heard that Mr. Yan hates liars who make fake things the most. I believe that as long as torture is used to extract a confession, Xiao Yi will definitely confess that liar and bring him to justice!"

    "There's no need to extract a confession, I know who the fake liar you are talking about is!" Yan Lao said with a dark face.

    "ah?"

    Fang Ao was stunned for a moment, and then said flatteringly, "Old Yan is wise and powerful, and he can already guess who the fake liar is without leaving his house!"

    Yan Lao said indifferently: "You also know that person!"

    "I know?"

    Fang Ao looked bewildered.

    Yan Lao said with a cold face, "This painting was taken from my study, the fake liar you mentioned, if nothing else, it is me! You want to take my  Bring to justice?"

    Plop!

    Fang Ao was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his face turned pale in an instant, and he looked at Yan Lao in disbelief: "This, this, this painting is yours?"

    At this moment, Fang Ao felt ashamed to die.

    Nima!

    He actually said that Mr. Yan is a fake liar?  Isn't this the old birthday star tired of eating arsenic?

    Fang Ao was so frightened that he trembled all over. He opened his mouth several times to defend himself, but found that he was too nervous to make a sound. He was so anxious that he almost cried.

    Everyone around was also dumbfounded.

    Never thought that things would take such a turn.

    Gollum!

    Fang Tianhao was the first to come back to his senses, looked at the "Fu Hu Sword Picture" in Yan Lao's hand in disbelief, and asked tentatively: "Yan, Yan Lao, since this picture is real, then, then it must be  Is it worth a lot?"

    Zhang Yong, who was also full of horror, swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "If this is true, it is the only treasure left by the life-threatening scholar Jin Wuhen in the world. Its value is limitless, at least as high as  A million taels of silver."

    "What?"

    Everyone was stunned.

    Especially Fang Tianhao was trembling all over, wishing to slap Fang Ao to death, if Fang Ao hadn't added fuel and jealousy just now, he wouldn't have thrown this picture away!

    This is millions of taels of silver!

    Even for the Fang family, a million taels of silver is not a small sum.

    Yan Lao sneered, and said sarcastically: "A group of frogs at the bottom of the well treat such a treasure as garbage. If it falls into your hands, it will be a pearl dusted!"

    Fang Tianhao's face was extremely ugly. The Fang family is indeed not as good as Zhenbao Pavilion, but as the head of the Fang family, he has been ignored by Yan Lao many times.  The house can still be taken out, why is the pearl dusty?"

    "idiot!"

    Yan Lao looked contemptuous, and said lightly, "I believe your Fang family can get a million taels of silver, but what if it is a third-grade advanced sword art? Do your Fang family have it?" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel  .com
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