The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Shen Xingzhou stared at his phone screen.

The top trending topic: [#Second Dowry Seven-Star Lamp#] is trending.

The second trending topic: [#ChenShidu'sSecondLetter#] Exploded.

The third trending topic: [#The first of the four sacred artifacts of Taoism is used as a betrothal gift#] Explosive.

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The seventh trending topic: [#Pei Jingchuan's 200 million yuan can't even buy a lamp#]

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Ninth on the trending topics list: [#Fifty Million Yuan in Paper and Twenty Million Yuan in Boxes are Just the First Layer#]

Shen Xingzhou slammed his phone on the table and looked up at the ceiling.

"Xiao Zhou."

The assistant immediately came over.

"President Shen."

"Tell me the truth."

Shen Xingzhou pointed at the screen.

"These...were all gifts from my brother-in-law?"

Xiao Zhou nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

"President Shen, your brother-in-law is incredibly capable. The first betrothal gift, the Taiyi Star Letter, is extremely rare, with fewer than a handful remaining. Professor Ji Jingshan offered 50 million on the spot, but was rejected."

"The second level, the foremost of the four sacred artifacts of Taoism, Fang Shouye spent thirty years replicating less than a tenth of it, and Pei Jingchuan spent two hundred million and still couldn't even get close to it..."

"Alright, alright, stop reading."

Shen Xingzhou rubbed his face.

There was only one thing on his mind.

What did my sister say again?

"From the mountains."

"My parents run a small business."

Shen Xingzhou sat up abruptly.

From the mountains?

Want to start a small business?

What mountain?

Kunlun Mountains?

What kind of small business?

Trafficking in national treasures?

What kind of mountain people are these!

The foremost of the four sacred artifacts of Taoism is used as a betrothal gift; is this what you call a mountain dweller?

Then what is Shen Xingzhou?

A beggar in the city?

Shen Xingzhou stood up and grabbed the car keys.

"Mr. Shen, where are you going?"

"go home!"

Shen Xingzhou broke his own driving record.

The journey from Jiangcheng CBD to Shenjia Villa usually takes 25 minutes, but today it only took 14 minutes.

Braking.

The engine is turned off.

Push the door open.

run.

The leather shoe on his right foot flew off the step.

He didn't turn around to pick it up.

The living room lights were off; the whole family was resting.

The lights were still on in the study.

Shen Xingzhou rushed over in three quick steps and pushed open the door.

Shen Nianqing sat at her desk with an English document in front of her and a glass of warm water beside her.

She didn't even look up.

Shen Xingzhou clasped his hands together, his expression as devout as a believer in a temple.

"Nianqing, my dear sister, I have a favor to ask of you."

Shen Nianqing turned a page.

"When have you ever been so polite?"

"From now on, always be polite."

Shen Nianqing finally looked up at him.

Shen Xingzhou had one bare foot, two buttons on his shirt were askew, and his tie was askew on his shoulder.

"Have you been drinking?"

"No! I'm perfectly sober!"

Shen Xingzhou took a deep breath.

"Nianqing, I have a project..."

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Let's do it tomorrow, let's do it tomorrow!"

Shen Xingzhou nodded repeatedly.

"Can we talk about it at breakfast tomorrow?"

"Um."

Shen Xingzhou left the study and quietly closed the door.

Back in the corridor, he stood alone for three seconds, then silently clenched his fist.

Stable.

the next day.

Breakfast table.

The Shen family's breakfasts are always lavish.

Chinese and Western styles each occupy half of the space, filling the entire long table.

Shen Xingzhou arrived the earliest today.

He specially changed into casual clothes, shaved his beard, and even styled his hair again.

I felt extremely uncomfortable sitting in my seat, constantly glancing towards the door.

Family members gradually arrived.

Old Master Shen Chongshan sat in the main seat and drank porridge as usual.

Zhou Shuhua picked up a piece of osmanthus cake for him from the side.

Shen Zhengting is reading a newspaper.

Lin Ruolan poured soy milk for everyone.

Shen Nianqing was the last to arrive.

Shen Xingzhou immediately stood up.

"Nianqing! Come, sit here, I'll pull out a chair for you..."

Shen Nianqing glanced at him.

Shen Zhengting also glanced at him.

Everyone at the table glanced at him.

What's wrong with this person today?

Shen Xingzhou cleared his throat and waited until everyone had started eating before speaking.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, there's something I'd like to discuss with you all."

He briefly explained the Jianglan Museum project.

With a total investment of 20 billion yuan, the competition for the development rights of the museum's most prized collection is underway, and the rival Qi family has put forward a gilded bronze Buddha from the Tang Dynasty.

Then he looked at Shen Nianqing.

"Nianqing, could I borrow your Seven-Star Dharma Lamp for an exhibition once?"

The whole table was silent for two seconds.

The sound of chopsticks hitting the porcelain bowl was exceptionally clear.

Shen Yingxue's hand froze in mid-air.

It was that lamp that made her publicly die.

She silently put down her chopsticks and lowered her head to drink her porridge.

I held a mouthful of porridge in my mouth, but I just couldn't swallow it.

The old man, Shen Chongshan, grunted in response.

"That was the betrothal gift they gave to Nianqing. Ask Nianqing."

Everyone looked at Shen Nianqing.

Shen Nianqing put down her chopsticks.

"That was something Shi Du gave me."

Her voice was calm.

"I can't bear to part with it."

Shen Xingzhou's face fell.

Lin Ruolan spoke softly from the side.

"Nianqing, your brother's project is indeed important. The development of the entire cultural district can create tens of thousands of jobs."

She paused.

"Besides, your brother has never asked you for anything."

Shen Nianqing remained silent for a few seconds.

She remembered the seven-colored light of that lamp. She remembered what Chen Shidu had written in his letter.

From this day forward, the light will shine only for you.

"I have conditions."

Shen Xingzhou suddenly looked up, his eyes lighting up.

"Tell me! Don't just say one, ten will do! A hundred will do!"

"First, I will be present at the tasting event; wherever the Dharma lamp is, I will be there."

"no problem!"

"Secondly, if Professor Zhou Dechang and Professor Ji Jingshan are willing, I would like to invite them to attend as well."

"I'll go and invite them myself! I'll kneel down and beg them!"

"third……"

Shen Nianqing looked at her older brother.

"I haven't decided yet. I'll have Shi Du bring it up later."

Shen Xingzhou was taken aback.

Then he stood up and raised the glass of orange juice in front of him.

His expression was solemn.

"I, Shen Xingzhou, have something to say here today."

He scanned the entire table.

"I thought my sister had good taste from the beginning."

Zhou Shuhua stopped using her Buddhist prayer beads.

Shen Yingxue stopped drinking her porridge.

"Brother-in-law! You're awesome!"

The old man almost spat out the porridge in his mouth.

Lin Ruolan smiled and patted Shen Xingzhou on the shoulder.

"Alright, sit down and eat."

Shen Zhengting put down the newspaper, looked at his eldest son for two seconds, and shook his head.

But the curve of his lips betrayed him.

That afternoon.

Zhou Dechang was playing chess with Ji Jingshan when he received the call.

Upon hearing the invitation, he didn't even put down his chess piece; he immediately stood up.

"go!"

Ji Jingshan was even faster than him.

"If you go, I'll go too!"

Zhou Mingyuan and Ji Yunzhou exchanged a glance in the corner.

Again.

evening.

Sitting in his car, Shen Xingzhou smugly dialed his assistant Xiao Zhou's number.

"Inform the organizers that the Shen family's exhibited collection has been finalized."

He glanced at his face in the rearview mirror, his mouth stretching almost to his ears in a wide grin.

"Levels..."

He lowered his voice, his tone full of smugness.

"Tell them to have the Qi family's gilded Buddha statue clean its neck and wait."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Shen, there's one more thing."

Xiao Zhou's voice sounded hesitant.

"explain."

"Qi Jiaxin hired an appraisal consultant, who has a very powerful background."

Shen Xingzhou raised an eyebrow.

How big?

"Not someone in the collecting circle."

Xiao Zhou paused for a moment.

"They are... people from the Taoist sect, but I don't know the specifics."