"Haihua, how could you say that? My son is now developing in the Western Region, and the Western Region is known as the strongest force in Jiuzhou!" Diao Haizhu couldn't help but retort.

Which father in the world does not take pride in his children?

How could he be happy if others talk about his son?

"Brother, I know you want face, but I tell you that no matter where you join the army, you won't be able to do without background or knowledge!" Diao Haihua still looked disdainful, "If I remember correctly, Dazhuang went to join the army after graduating from high school, right? With a high school diploma, what kind of development do you think can be achieved in the army? After a few years of retirement, he is still a rough man!"

"You..." Diao Haizhu was dissatisfied and wanted to say something else.

At this time Diao Fuwang waved his hand quickly.

"Okay OK!"

"Haizhu! I see your elder brother is right. Even if you are a soldier now, you still need a diploma!"

"Along with that, people have to accept their fate. Dazhuang's child is like you since he was a child. He is very dull and will not have much development. He will still learn more from these two younger brothers in the future!" Diao Fuwang couldn't help but shake his head and said.

Diao Haizhu was immediately furious.

The old man is too partial, right?

It’s the same grandson, why do you say that his son is not good?

"Haha, being a soldier depends on real skills, not just a diploma!"

At this time, a sound came from afar.

Everyone looked over, and couldn't help but frown.

Unexpectedly, the son-in-law came to the door and spoke.

"Boy, are you talking here?" Diao Haihua looked over coldly. He hadn't settled the score with this kid yet, but he didn't expect that this kid would dare to find fault?

"By the way, you are also a soldier, right? I heard that after working for several years, I haven't even made it to an officer! No wonder, this has poked your pain, right?" Diao Haihua couldn't help but jokingly.

"I joined the army to defend my country, not for any officer, nor for gilding. Don't compare your son with me!" Jiang Beichen looked disdainful.

who is he?

Lord of the First Realm!

Is it comparable to a military academy student?

"Just a waste, you know how to show off your verbal advantage!" Diao Dapeng couldn't help but sneer, "You can't eat grapes, but you say that the grapes are sour? That's right, you're a big and rude man like you and Diao Dazhuang, you can't get promoted in the army for the rest of your life, so it's inevitable that I'm jealous!"

"Oh, Brother Dalong, don't say that. Now he is a son-in-law. It's enough to make a living by making a fuss. What kind of officer do you need to be?" At this time, a sarcastic voice came over.

The person who spoke was not someone else, but Zhao Jie. She and Jiang Beichen were incompatible, so naturally they would not miss the opportunity to ridicule.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

"Zhao Jie, Beichen is your brother-in-law, it's not your turn to talk about it, right?" Wang Xuewu frowned. When someone said that her husband was naturally lost.

"Okay, stop arguing!" Diao Fuwang said coldly at this time.

"Today is my birthday party, and the guests are watching it. What's the point of noisy!"

"Come on, Dapeng, come here. This is a red envelope from grandpa, and it can be regarded as a reward for you to get into the military academy!"

Diao Fuwang waved to Diao Dapeng, who ran up quickly.

"This card can overdraw five million yuan. Grandpa will give you all the living expenses and tuition fees for going to the military academy!" Diao Fuwang patted Diao Dapeng on the shoulder, and encouraged with kind eyes: "Still work hard!"

Wow!

Five million?

Is this grandpa so good?

I actually gave so much money to go to school!

The juniors of the Diao family all looked envious. You know, even when Diao Dazhuang joined the army, the old man only had a red envelope of 10,000 yuan.

This is really a bit biased!

Now, the birthday gifts from the younger generations are almost the same.

At this moment, Diao Yulan quickly creped her hairstyle and walked up with a scroll.

"Dad, this is a birthday gift from our family to you. Xu Beihong's Eight Horse Picture. I hope you can accept it with a smile!"

Xu Beihong’s Eight Horses Picture?

Everyone looked shocked.

Xu Beihong is one of the most famous painters in history. I am afraid that any work will be worth at least tens of millions!

This gift is so big!

"Ba Jun Picture? Are you kidding?"

"There are not many pictures of the Eight Horses circulating in the world!"

"That's right! I heard that our Yunshan has a pair, which is said to be the heirloom of Mr. Feng Wu in our county!"

Everyone was talking.

Who is Mr. Feng Wu?

The local emperor of Yunshan County!

In Yunshan County, we call the wind and rain, and we can only use our hands to capture the sky.

The Feng family is the largest family in a radius of hundreds of miles!

"Dad, this is a treasure that Boren has collected for many years. He usually wears gloves when he appreciates it. And he said, "Dad, you are a horse, and you will give you this picture of Eight Horses. That is a sword for the hero!" Diao Yulan hurriedly said, her words were also learned and sold immediately, imitating Diao Dalong.

When Diao Dalong heard this, his face looked very bad.

At this moment, my pair of ink bamboos will probably be compared.

After all, this is Xu Beihong's painting!

"Come on me and take a look!" Diao Fuwang waved quickly.

He admires Xu Beihong the most in his daily life, and especially likes the horses painted by Master Xu because he is a horse himself, and this picture of the Eight Horses really came to his heart.

The scroll unfolded, and eight vivid horses appeared in everyone's sight.

"This horse has a very different expression and extraordinary spirit. It really looks like the original one!" The old man next to him couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not bad! It really seems to be true!"

"This is at least tens of millions, right?"

"Repay ten million? A horse may cost ten million!"

"That's right, there was a pair of eight horses and eight million at the Jiangnan auction before!"

Everyone was talking and exclaiming.

When Diao Fuwang heard this, his old body trembled constantly.

Eighty million!

It's almost as close to half of the Diao family's property.

"Dad, don't forget that you only borrowed 10 million yuan when you went to the Wang family to borrow money. People were humiliating every matter. Now they will give you 80 million yuan in paintings?" Diao Haihua couldn't help but say sinisterly next to him.

Diao Fuwang's smile froze and his face gradually calmed down.

That's right!

He was so proud that he didn't even borrow ten million. How could Wang Boren give him eighty million?

Diao Yulan's heart skipped a beat. Diao Haihua really doesn't open any pot, what are you doing when you mention these messy things at this time?

"Dad, we were indeed bad back then, but now it's different. Now it's Bo Ren's head, so we can give you any valuable gifts!" Diao Yulan explained quickly.

"It may not be my aunt. I have also studied the things like calligraphy and painting. The Eight Horse Pictures are fake works. I heard from experts in the industry that Xu Beihong has only drawn Six Horse Pictures, and the Eight Horse Pictures are all compiled by later generations!"

Diao Dalong said with a sneer on his face. In fact, this view was heard from him. He mainly did not want the Eight Horses to compare his pair of ink bamboo.

"What do you know, little brat! How could the Eight Horse Picture be fake? I think your Mo Zhu is fake!" Diao Yulan immediately glared at her eyes and couldn't help but quarrel back in anger.

Because Jiang Beichen just said privately that the pair of ink bamboo is fake.

"Auntie, did you actually say my paintings are fake?" Diao Dalong smiled angrily, "Do you really know calligraphy and painting?"

"Come on, let's talk about why my painting is fake?" Diao Dalong quickly brought his calligraphy and paintings over.

"If it is fake, I will eat the painting on the spot!" Diao Dalong said angrily again.

"Okay, this is what you said!" Diao Yulan couldn't help but sneer, then looked at Jiang Beichen, pointed to the scroll and said, "My son-in-law just said that Zheng Banqiao's bamboos were all written in one stroke. Look at you, like a child's graffiti, and this bamboo joint, which was drawn with her feet, like a pig's hoof! She was so embarrassed to say it was true, it was simply funny!"

Diao Yulan made up what Jiang Beichen just said, adding more branches and leaves, and arranged it again.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the scroll.

All the high-ranking people present, and there are still a few experts.

"It's true, I didn't pay attention just now. After looking so closely, it's really rough!"

"Zheng Banqiao is confident and will never draw the pen repeatedly!"

"A one stroke is to make sure of one stroke is the true meaning of being confident!"

Everyone immediately started to talk.

When Diao Dalong heard this, his face turned red, like a roasted pig's hooves.
Chapter completed!