I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 149 Successfully Changing the Katana Sword
After Ye Qing finished speaking, he looked at himself in the painting.

I have to say that Mr. Xue and that child have a delicate mind.

Because of him in the painting, the background is in a mountain, surrounded by clouds, and he in the middle is silently overlooking the whole land like a fairy.

I think the kid might know his identity.

But she never said anything during her lifetime, and all of them returned to the loess after her death.

This is something he didn't even guess.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched the old man meditating on the embroidery, and started discussing one after another.

"The meaning of this embroidery painting is really extraordinary."

"The people who embroider paintings are not ordinary. The old man said Mr. Xue. I searched for a while but couldn't find it. The good guy changed the direction of the search and found out that Cixi changed his character to Shou."

"Shen Xuejun sounds so nice, but he actually changed it to Shou. I'm afraid this Cixi is sick. He changed his name so badly."

"It's more than that, and I don't know whether Cixi loves it too much or why. When she knew Xuejun, she not only asked for a few pieces to be presented every year for birthday celebrations, but finally learned foreign embroidery skills, so she was asked to go out to study. She embroidered and asked her to teach apprentices."

"This Cixi is too hateful, she doesn't treat Mr. Xue as a human being at all."

"However, it is precisely because Xue Jun went abroad to study that she created the 'simulation school' embroidery technique, and was able to embroider a portrait for the old man."

"Seeing the old man meditating on the painting, I can feel that the old man really loves this girl, otherwise he wouldn't have put the painting on the wall alone."

"If it wasn't for the fact that the old man in this painting is dressed as an old man, I would suspect that the portrait Xue Jun has been obsessed with for so many years is because he admires the old man."

"Don't talk about you, I feel the same way."

"Brothers, don't forget, our old man practiced boy's kung fu, not moving the ordinary mind and not entering the mundane world."

……

After Ye Qing withdrew his gaze, he walked to the table and picked up the silk that was originally covered in front, and covered it again in front of the embroidery.

"This should be the first time you have seen this kind of embroidery. I'm afraid you have never heard of Mr. Xue's name."

After he finished speaking, he continued:
"However, perhaps Xu Yongjie should have heard of it. He is the continuation of the 'Simulation School' embroidery method founded by Mr. Xue, and he seems to have won many awards."

Mentioning Mr. Xue to these juniors is probably just a story and loneliness.

But Xu Yongjie is the continuator who is still alive, these children must have heard of it.

"..."

When the juniors heard Xu Yongjie's name, they looked at each other with bewildered faces.

Who is this Xu Yongjie?
"The Xu Yongjie that the old man said is a well-known contemporary embroiderer in China, and he is also known as the number one embroiderer in the world."

Huang Lei replied with a slight turn of his eyes.

When the old man mentioned it, he thought about Xu Yongjie in his mind.

Although Xu Yongjie is a well-known figure in the embroidery industry, his deeds are not only known to people in the embroidery industry.

Because the characters in his embroidery are all leaders of various countries, and twelve of his embroidery have been selected as stamp patterns.

He doesn't know Mr. Ti Xue, but why doesn't Xu Yongjie know.

"With the embroidery skills of the 'simulation school', it is not difficult to have this title. You can do it if you know it."

Ye Qing said indifferently.

If Mr. Xue had lived longer, Huaxia's embroidery would have been more advanced.

But fortunately, the embroidery method she created was passed down by her apprentices, otherwise Xu Yongjie would not have achieved it.

"How can I, my hands are suitable for staying in the kitchen, and the fine work of embroidery is not suitable for me."

Huang Lei waved his hand in response.

How can he be compared with Xu Yongjie, it's better to be a little self-aware.

"You're underestimating yourself, aren't you?"

Ye Qing smiled and continued:
"That child didn't learn embroidery at the beginning. He only got the idea when he saw this embroidery painting by Mr. Xue. It just happened that he was studying art, so it was easier to learn."

After seeing this embroidery painting by Mr. Xue, the child began to study all the embroidery methods in China, and finally went abroad to study the embroidery methods abroad. When he came back, he asked the apprentices Mr. Xue once brought to learn embroidery.

To say that Xuejun is the pioneer of simulation embroidery, Xu Yongjie is the creator and disseminator of simulation embroidery.

"Okay, I'll tell you about this embroidery, and you won't understand it, so hurry up and take pictures."

Ye Qing waved his hand and stopped talking about embroidery.

Now how can these children understand the significance of this embroidery inheritance to the present.

Just listened to the excitement.

……

A few people here are taking pictures, and Xiang Ye in the armory next door is also carrying out a plan with Tian He.

Before Xiang Ye and Qin Qiang entered the weapon room, he brought Qin Qiang a glass of water with some ingredients.

In Qin Qiang's eyes, he is his most important subordinate.

So he was handed over to pack the Goujian Sword of Yue King and the Samurai Sword of General Dajiao, and they were the only two of them who came to the weapon room.

This makes his actions more convenient.

When he and Qin Qiang wrapped the Yue King Goujian sword with a cloth, he had been secretly paying attention to Qin Qiang's reaction.

Seeing that the other person's expression was starting to look a little strange, and after a secret joy flashed in his eyes, he continued to act as if he didn't know anything.

"hiss……"

Qin Qiang couldn't help whispering, and quickly said to Xiang Ye:

"Xiaoye, do it yourself first, I'll go to the toilet."

"Director Qin, are you..."

Seeing that the other party ran away as soon as the voice fell, Xiang Ye raised the corner of his mouth and swallowed the words into his throat.

He threw the Goujian Sword of Yue King in his hand on the ground, walked to the side of General Dajiao's katana with a contemptuous smile on his face, and then his eyes were gloomy.

Although I heard Tian Hesang's words at noon, I was a little mentally prepared for the katana sword of General Jiao.

But when he saw it now, his hands clenched unconsciously.

These Huaxia pigs are too hateful.

He untied the cloth strips tied around his waist, then quickly squatted down and quickly wrapped up General Da Jiao's katana, and stuffed the knife out through the window beside him.

Then he glanced at the inconspicuous knives on the side, took out one and quickly wrapped it with museum cloth and put it on the ground, and quickly wrapped the Yue King Goujian sword.

When all this was done, the door of the room was opened by Qin Qiang just in time.

"Director Qin, I've already wrapped it up, let's pack it into the car quickly."

"The movement is quite nimble, quickly load it into the car."

Qin Qiang looked at Xiang Ye who was wrapped up and holding the sword in his arms, and nodded.

The show in the live broadcast room was the old man who was taking pictures next door, which happened to be convenient for them to move their things away.

When everything was done, Qin Qiang and Xiang Ye sat in the yard, waiting for the old man to tell them where the "Yongle Dadian" was left.

Now the two items have been loaded on the car, just waiting to be transported away.

Thinking of leaving the matter of the samurai sword to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he felt that the burden on his body was finally relieved a lot, and he couldn't help humming a ditty.

Xiang Ye, who was sitting by the side, listened to Qin Qiang humming a ditty comfortably, but just sat on the side and listened silently.

He smiled contemptuously in his heart:
When he leaves here, he can return to his own country.

You stupid Huaxia pig, just be happy, you will cry when Tian Hesang takes the knife away.

(End of this chapter)