Zhang Moyan was stunned. Compared with Xiao Guotao's regret and Geng Baishan's hatred, this voice of affirmation for Chen Yun was so different.
Zhang Moyan didn't know what to feel, as if she was afraid, but this contradictory feeling was consistent with something deep in her consciousness - the mother in the dream loved her so much, but the reality was that her mother gave up on her when she was kidnapped.
"Is the kiln site excavated by your construction site the reason why my biological mother came here?" All the previous information about Chen Yun showed that it was impossible for her to appear in a place for no reason.
"Of course, we went to Luoyang specially to invite them over." Yuan Hongying's answer was a bit surprising.
"Luoyang," Xiao Xingyu quickly realized. "Twenty-six years ago, a kiln site was discovered in Luoyang. My second grandfather, Xiao Guoxi, was invited by the Luoyang Cultural Relics Bureau to participate in the investigation. Was that when you invited him here?"
"Yes, around 2000, our country entered a period of rapid development, with construction projects surging across the country. Discovering ancient tombs and relics right after groundbreaking is commonplace in our Central Plains region. The suspected discovery of a Song Dynasty kiln site in Luoyang was widely reported by the media and created quite a stir. The local government attached great importance to the discovery and summoned numerous experts from across the country to conduct an investigation. The most authoritative of these experts was undoubtedly Mr. Xiao Guoxi."
At this point, a melancholy look appeared on Old Lady Yuan's face. "In fact, our ancestors had a rule that descendants could not engage in the porcelain manufacturing industry, nor were they allowed to associate with porcelain makers. Ancient porcelain families like yours, the Xiao family, should be kept at a distance. But what we encountered back then was an unprecedented difficulty. If we made any mistakes, the elders, the responsible persons in the family, and even my husband would face imprisonment. It was also a coincidence that a suspected Song Dynasty kiln site was discovered in Luoyang. The situation is basically the same as ours, and the experts they invited can naturally judge the situation here. Time is running out, so we had no choice but to privately find Mr. Xiao to come to Ruyang to take a look, hoping that he could confirm whether the site is an official kiln from the Song Dynasty, so that we can reach a conclusion as soon as possible and make plans for the next step."
Zhang Moyan's face turned solemn when she heard this, and she shook her head slightly: "You are so bold to go against our ancestors' teachings."
Yuan Hongying, Wang Zhongguo, Wang Wenlong and Xiaowa all felt their scalps tighten when they heard this verdict.
"What we think is that the Wang family has long since disappeared from the porcelain industry and moved to Ruyang for hundreds of years. As long as their family background is not exposed, there will be no problem." Yuan Hongying explained weakly.
"But things didn't go as planned, did they?" Xiao Xingyu twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed, "My second grandfather is an experienced old wizard, and our family is famous for their keen observation. As far as I know, my mother-in-law is also an extraordinary person. Nothing can escape their eyes, right?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan, who nodded. In just a few hours, Zhang Moyan had actually grown accustomed to Xiao Xingyu's constant mention of his mother-in-law. She still couldn't call Chen Yun "Mom" naturally.
"Indeed," Yuan Hongying nodded dejectedly and sighed sincerely, "We are too optimistic."
Old Madam Yuan was a bit withdrawn, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing. Wang Wenlong, seeing this, picked up his glass to warm up the atmosphere. "We can't just talk. Come on, nephew, Zhongguo, Yanzu and I will toast you and your wife. It's all thanks to you that the old lady can arrange a banquet for us in such a luxurious place. Come on, let's go!"
Xiao Xingyu smiled and raised his glass happily. Zhang Moyan couldn't bear to refuse. When she raised her glass, she noticed that Xiao Xingyu had poured her juice. Then her mind flashed back to the time when she and Xiao Xingyu first met and went crazy after drinking... What a psychological trauma that left on him!
Zhang Moyan lowered her head and took a sip of her juice before returning to the main topic: "How did they discover that you were the Wang family members who held the secret recipe for azure porcelain?"
Old Madam Yuan paused and said, "They say we have the secret recipe for celadon porcelain, but we don't dare to admit it."
"But..." She was vague, "Maybe Mr. Xiao and your mother think we do."
"Oh?" Xiao Xingyu pressed on. "'They think', what does that mean?"
Yuan Hongying was silent for a moment, but ultimately, having no intention of concealing anything, she confided, "Back then, there weren't hotels everywhere like there are today. When Mr. Xiao came, we arranged for them to live and eat together in our own home. This allowed us to entertain the experts and was also conveniently close to the construction site. Mr. Xiao was approachable and unassuming, and he was also very warm-hearted. My mother-in-law once fainted from exhaustion outside, and it was he who found her and carried her back home. That was also when he became very interested in a vase in her room. He stared at it for a long time and asked us why we were willing to use such a beautiful vase to grow flowers."
Zhang Moyan understood the situation sharply: "Is that the plum vase with the painting of Sima Guang smashing the jar?"
"yes."
"How did you answer him?"
"We laughed when we heard that, saying there was nothing to be reluctant about. This bottle was thrown into a pile of junk in the woodshed of the old house and was about to be thrown away when the house was rebuilt. My father-in-law thought it would be nice to put it in the room for her to grow flowers, so he kept it."
"In the junk pile in the woodshed?" Xiao Xingyu was incredulous. He lamented that the descendants of the Wang family, who had once been on par with his own family, had reached such a state of unfamiliarity with porcelain that they met face to face. It was truly lamentable. "Then how did you later come to believe that this plum vase was truly extraordinary?"
"Because Mr. Xiao asked my mother-in-law if he could sell the bottle to him."
Yuan Hongying paused and said, "Maybe Mr. Xiao had already guessed our identities at that time."
Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu looked at each other. Indeed, anything that could make a great expert who had seen countless things take the initiative to ask to buy it would make anyone alert.
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