Things like Kunwudao are not something that can be found everywhere in cabbage. But the problem is that since the Qin Dynasty, people who obtained the jade seal will carve any words on the jade seal and carve whatever they want. What's going on?

Could it be that the Kunwu sword is wholesale, and the emperor is a handful of one hand? Or is the imperial jade seal bought one free, and the imperial jade seal is bought and given one free, so that you can engrave the letters anytime and anywhere?

There is only one reasonable explanation:

All the imperial seals since Qin are fake!

The real jade seal of the kingdom was thrown into the sea by Qin Shihuang and disappeared. But whether the jade seal in his hand means that your emperor is authentic or not, and whether he has received the recognition of God. After Qin, Liu Bang did not get the jade seal, racked his brains and was in a state of despair.

Ai Xiaohai could even imagine the scene at that time:

Liu Bang cried and said, "Brothers, what should I do if the jade seal is fake?"

Zhang Liang and Han Xin looked at each other, who knows what to do?

Xiao He was still very quick to move his mind: "Boss, let's make a fake one. I know a dealer who gets a fake certificate, and maybe he can get a fake jade seal."

"Fake it? What should I do if the Industrial and Commercial Bureau investigates it?"

"Send two cigarettes and invite them to have a meal at sea. The seafood steak next door is good."

"Yeah, yeah." Zhang Liang and Han Xin nodded repeatedly. Thinking of the seafood steak next door, he couldn't help but drool and drool: "Eat, eat a meal."

So, the fake imperial seal appeared like this.

Liu Bang made up a huge lie, saying that he had obtained the imperial seal and was recognized by God. Naturally, no one would deny his descendants. When Wang Mang was compiling the Han Dynasty, he was very excited to get the jade seal. When he saw that, you were a silly, fake? He hit the ground fiercely when he was angry.

The jade seal collapsed.

After smashing Wang Mang, he regretted it. This jade seal represents a symbol of whether the emperor's identity is authentic. Fortunately, his mind is quick. People from your Liu family can fake it. Can't my Wang family imitate it? Not only did he not reveal the secret that the jade seal was fake, he fabricated a story about the empress dowager smashing the seal in anger to prove the authenticity of the imperial seal...

No, even if my idea is right, there is still a big flaw!

If the jade seal is fake, what's going on with the jade scorpion on his neck? It is said that this is made of the smashed corner on the jade seal, and I have personally experienced the power of the jade scorpion's spiritual energy.

Ai Xiaohai's mind was completely confused. Is this imperial seal true or false since the Qin Dynasty?

It seems difficult to have a reasonable explanation for everything...

He was thinking about it there, and when he turned around, he saw that Yuan Xiye was already angry.

He was just now looking back and trying hard to support himself and finished these words. It was no longer possible.

"Doctor. Doctor!" Ai Xiaohai shouted anxiously.

Yuan Xiye waved his head: "Don't shout, there's not much time left, Xiaohai. Let's stay together for the last moment."

Ai Xiaohai nodded with a sour nose.

Yuan Xiye's face showed a smile: "No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely not see it anyway. There is one thing you have to remember to do your best. No matter whether you can stop the black dragon in the future, just do your best. Other things are not important."

"Godfather, I will do my best."

"It's great to have a godson like you who sent me off for me." Yuan Xiye smiled so calmly: "I have done a lot of bad things in my life. I originally thought there were not even people holding urns, but I didn't expect that when I got old, I got you. I have nothing to regret, and I really have nothing to regret."

Suddenly, he laughed a few times: "Ha, ha, my son is actually a dragon!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and would never wake up again...

Yuan Lao is dead. Since the first day of his relationship, Yuan Lao is dead. Ai Xiaohai feels that he is just a joke. He can create life and use a wisp of spiritual power to save animals, but he has no way to save his relatives.

Spiritual power is useless to humans!

His father died and watched his mother and godfather die in front of him. What kind of dragon is he still?

The doctor rushed in, Assistant Liu rushed in, Deng Mengmeng and Xu Yunqi rushed in... But what they saw was Ai Xiaohai standing there... No matter what they called, Ai Xiaohai always stood there so blankly...

...

Ai Xiaohai came back, and all his friends knew about the news. But then another bad news came:

His godfather Yuan Xiye has gone.

This bad news not only shocked Ai Xiaohai's friends, but also shocked the entire Xinan.

As the leading antique master in Xinan and even the country, Yuan Xiye's death is a major loss to the antique industry.

There are many people who come to mourn sincerely, but there are also many people who have ulterior motives.

Without exception, these people thought that Yuan Xiye had been lying in the antique and cultural relics world for so long that he had countless precious collections in his hands. What should he do if he died of these antiques?

He has a godson and the famous Olympic champion Ai Xiaohai. But no matter what, he is a young boy after all. Maybe he is close to him, and he can trick him into saying a few good words and wearing a few high hats. There is no need to do it. Just get one or two good things left by Mr. Yuan, and you will be considered rich.

But they were wrong. They dared to touch Ai Xiaohai's mind?

All the treasures of Mr. Yuan’s life have been put in the absolutely impeccable basement of the King’s House. No one except Ai Xiaohai himself can see them even at once.

Those who came with ulterior motives were bombarded by Ai Xiaohai.

In Mr. Yuan’s mourning hall, all the people came from Mr. Yuan’s real friends in front of him.

Vincent and Rukes came, and Roy Swinton from the auction house also came...

As Mr. Yuan’s adopted son, Ai Xiaohai welcomed batches of guests there. His friends were always there to accompany him...

"Brother. My poor brother!"

"Second uncle, why did you go like this!"

Suddenly, there were waves of howling outside, and then seven or eight mourning people rushed in. As soon as they rushed into the mourning hall, they knelt on the ground and cried, crying as if they had died of their own personal life.

Ai Xiaohai was confused. What brothers and second uncles? Why had he never heard Mr. Yuan say that he had such a relative before?

"That is Mr. Yuan's distant cousin, named Zhou Linhua. That is Zhou Linhua's husband Sun Pudong. That is their son and daughter." Assistant Liu is very familiar with these people: "Old Yuan told me that when he was in trouble, he wanted to borrow some money to do business, but he did not lend it. He also took it seriously as a neighbor and sarcastic. He said that Mr. Yuan wanted to get rich, but he wanted to eat swan meat. Finally, he drove Mr. Yuan away. Mr. Yuan was penniless at the time and walked back home dozens of miles alone."

"What happened later?" Ai Xiaohai knew that there must be some information about this matter.

Assistant Liu's eyes were full of mockery: "Later? Later, Mr. Yuan really got rich, and the couple shamelessly came to the door. They kept making good words to catch up with their relatives. Mr. Yuan remembered his kindness and even more grudges. How could he forget the insult he had received at the beginning?"

Ai Xiaohai couldn't help but smile, and he remembered what Mr. Yuan once told him how to deal with the enemy...

Later, Mr. Yuan kept the couple for a meal. The Sun family thought there was a show and kept flattering them at the table. Mr. Yuan didn't say much, and said after the meal: "I came to ask you for help back then. If I don't want to help, I won't blame you. No one is obliged to help me, but you shouldn't humiliate me in front of so many people. That day, I walked back to Xinan on hungry days. That night, I swear that I must treat you to a meal after I get rich, and then blow you out! Now I have already treated you to the meal..."

The Sun family had already been invited to have the meal, and then Mr. Yuan rushed the Sun family out without hesitation!

The ancients had the kindness of a meal, and Mr. Yuan also had the kindness of a meal!

Even if Ai Xiaohai used his toes, he could guess what the Sun couple had done.

After the Sun couple finished their performance, they came to Ai Xiaohai. Zhou Linhua pretended to wipe her eyes: "You are my eldest nephew of Xiaohai? Look, we are busy, and we didn't know that something happened to my brother, so we rushed over. Big nephew, thanks to you, my brother's funeral, we are all relatives, and we should do our best. Xiye is the only sister like me, who will do my best if I don't do it? How much money did this funeral cost? I'll pay half of it."

"Thank you." Ai Xiaohai smiled faintly.

Sun Pudong hesitated: "Did Xiye say anything when he went there?"

"No." Ai Xiaohai still smiled faintly.

The Sun couple breathed a sigh of relief, and Sun Pudong said, "Big nephew, did Xiye say how his inheritance was distributed? Ah, don't get me wrong. I'm not greedy for inheritance. The family doesn't speak two families. I mean, Xiye is a famous figure in our country, and he has left many treasures. If you damage any of them, it's a crime. You have to help him preserve it well, right?"

"Yes!" Ai Xiaohai replied simply.

Seeing that Ai Xiaohai was so easy to talk and so polite, Sun Pudong felt enlightened: "Big nephew, when I came, I thought about it, do you think we have to set up a committee or something? I specifically responsible for dealing with the relics left by Xiye? I will do my best to help Xiye keep them well, and we can be worthy of his spirit in heaven."

Ai Xiaohai nodded and said, "Yeah, it's right, what do you mean?"

There are some things that Sun Pudong cannot say, but Zhou Linhua, as Yuan Xiye's "sister", doesn't have so many concerns: "We have a plan, my eldest nephew, don't be angry if I say the wrong thing. We know that you are Xiye's godson, but this godson is not... After all, it's not a real Yuan family, right... I have no other intentions, I really have no other intentions. But then again, it's better to deal with Xiye's relics. My old Sun has been the section chief and has taken care of dozens of people. Although I have retired, I am still very experienced in this regard, so I think that Lao Sun is mainly responsible for this matter. Oh, don't worry, we will never treat you badly, what deserves you is yours. Although you are a foreign surname, who told you to be Xiye's godson?"

"What I deserve is mine?" Ai Xiaohai asked.

For fear that my wife would say the wrong thing, she would take advantage of Ai Xiaohai. Sun Pudong hurriedly spoke first: "Of course, this depends on the number of relics in Xiye, and how to distribute them. However, my wife said that she would not treat you badly, so we would not treat you badly."

"Okay." Ai Xiaohai replied very readily: "This way, we will eat later. We will talk about this question when we eat."

Sun Pudong and his wife and their son and daughter both breathed a sigh of relief. After all, a young man was much easier to deal with. Any wealth left by Yuan Xiye could make them unable to eat and drink. Then, wouldn’t it be better to take out a few things to send Ai Xiaohai away?

Zhou Linhua thought it was even simpler. Her husband had been the section chief and had been in charge of dozens of people...

...

Mr. Yuan’s body was cremated. When he held the urn, Zhou Linhua wanted to fight for it, and wanted his son to support it. After all, this represents the key to who is Yuan Xiye’s closest relative. Is it better to have a say in the future when fighting for inheritance?

But when she made this request, Ai Xiaohai, who had always been kind, suddenly became cold: "Aren't you afraid that my godfather will stand in front of you now?"

The Sun couple couldn't help but tremble and never dared to snatch Ai Xiaohai again.

It’s not because I’m really afraid that Yuan Xiye will suddenly come alive. How can I live if people become ashes? But because of Ai Xiaohai’s cold and terrifying eyes.

After being buried, they went to the restaurant to eat tofu rice. The Sun family and his wife were not thinking about eating, and they were all looking forward to talking about the inheritance. But Ai Xiaohai didn't speak. After all, they couldn't say it first. After waiting, Ai Xiaohai had no intention of speaking.

After all, Sun Pudong couldn't help it: "Big nephew, I think we will implement the inheritance distribution?"

"Here?" Ai Xiaohai looked surprised: "Is it appropriate to say it in the hotel?"

"It's appropriate, it's appropriate." Zhou Linhua said repeatedly: "If we have implemented it earlier, we can feel at ease sooner, right?"

Sun Pudong coughed, and his wife was too careless about the occasion when she said this.

"Okay!" Ai Xiaohai smiled and invited the guests to calm down: "My godfather has passed away. I am very grateful to everyone for coming. All of them here are my godfather's friends during his lifetime. I originally thought my godfather had no relatives, but I didn't expect that such a family of relatives would come today."

The Sun couple was a little embarrassed. Zhou Linhua quickly called out: "Xiye is my serious cousin."

The identity of this relative can be related to the issue of future distribution of inheritance.

Ai Xiaohai smiled: "Yes, cousin, my distant cousin is also my cousin. I just heard a story about my godfather. It was said that when he was in trouble, he wanted to find them. Oh, this couple borrowed some money to do business, but they didn't lend it. They even took it seriously as a neighbor, saying that my godfather wanted to get rich, but it was a toad that wanted to eat swan meat, and finally drove my godfather away. My godfather was penniless at the time and walked back home by walking dozens of miles alone."
To be continued...