At noon, the mid-spring sun is warm and warm. The noise can be heard from the campus of the University of Trade across the street, and you can vaguely see the small people between the teaching buildings, buildings, and trees, which are full of youthful atmosphere.

"You kid!" Professor Zhao looked up and smiled, reaching out to touch Jing Gao. On crutches, supported by his daughter Zhao Shiyan, Jing Gao was beckoned to his study.

For the literati, the study was a very private occasion. It represents some kind of recognition.

Professor Zhao is in a posture of putting his heart in his heart and talking for a long time.

The study room is very elegantly furnished, and with Jing Gao's understanding of Professor Zhao, the eight achievements of calligraphy and painting in his study are genuine. The pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and books displayed on the large desk of pineapple wood.

Jing Gao sat casually in the wooden chair, said "thank you" to Zhao Shiyan who came to bring tea, and said with a smile: "Professor Zhao, what is the matter? ”

Professor Zhao smiled and said, "Xiaojing, Shibei should be impressed in three days! However, the handover under this section is not accurate. I, a stinky old nine, a sour literati. You kid is a giant, famous all over the world. ”

It's called "rack up and bake"!

Jing Gao couldn't cry or laugh, waved his hand and said, "Professor Zhao, you hurry up and talk about things." "I'm scared of you.

Zhao Shiyan covered her mouth and smiled beside her. After experiencing Liao Rong's incident, she often came to see her father recently, and her relationship with Professor Zhao was restored.

Professor Zhao and Jing Gao are considered to be "New Year's friends", and the affairs of the orphan are handed over to Jing Gao. This kind of friendship, the words are similar here. And then there's a bit of an outsideshow. Descending the steps, he said, "

In modern times, China was poor and weak, and was invaded by Western powers. Li Hongzhang said: This is a great change unseen in 3,000 years. The dynasty changed, and the people were displaced. People with human faces and beast hearts are rampant, and wolf hearts and dog lungs are everywhere.

Under such circumstances, our country's cultural relics have experienced several large-scale losses. For example, the Eight-Nation Alliance burned the Old Summer Palace, such as the Dunhuang murals and so on. Every event and period makes those of us who come after us sigh.

I am currently working part-time in a group under the China Special Fund for the Rescue of Lost Overseas Cultural Relics. Together with a few old friends, he was responsible for the research and coordination of the cultural relics of the Old Summer Palace. ”

Speaking of which, the sixty-nine-year-old Professor Zhao drank saliva and gasped slightly, his body had really deteriorated a little bit in the past two years. Relationship breakdown and divorce, daughter divorce, heart surgery, ex-wife scandal, old friend Ren He stabbed him, he survived this series of things. But inevitably, he is physiologically aging.

Itaka nodded and listened attentively.

He was born under the red flag and grew up in New China. The history of humiliation in modern China is certainly familiar. In fact, in addition to a few blind part-time jobs in college, he went to the library to study. His knowledge structure is not lacking, but it does not have the depth of elites and professors.

Professor Zhao's words, he empathizes. He remembered reading Yu Qiuyu's "Cultural Journey" and seeing the loss of Dunhuang cultural relics, he exchanged the precious scrolls for dozens of silver dollars, or snatched them directly. That kind of remorse and indignation is really whirling in my heart.

When a person ponders the question of life and death, he or she must ask himself three questions: Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?

Don't think it's funny. Unless you can avoid death. Otherwise, anyone would think about these questions, just at different stages of life. Who can not die?

And the inheritance of history and culture is to explain and tell you: where do I come from?

Professor Zhao went on to introduce the situation, "Among the various cultural relics lost in the Old Summer Palace, the most well-known and the most precious group of cultural relics is the bronze statue of the head of the 12 zodiac animals. So far, 7 have been recovered. There are also snake heads, chicken heads, dog heads, sheep heads, and dragon heads whose whereabouts are unknown. A few days ago, our group learned that the dragon head statue appeared in a private rich manor in a beautiful country. ”

Jing Gao said cheerfully, "What can I do?"

Professor Zhao showed a satisfied look, he deserved to be a young man he recognized, and he really didn't have to say anything about the three views, otherwise he would be talking about chickens and ducks. He said with emotion: "We are currently verifying the authenticity of the news." If the collector has the intention of selling, the price may be above 200 million. The money on the cultural fund is limited, and I would like you to sponsor a sum of money to buy the dragon's head back. ”

"Of course, my request is very excessive. No one's money is washed by floods. What are the requirements you can make. It's definitely about giving benefits. For example, the animal heads bought by Poly Group are placed in their own museums.

If you have intentions, after a while, I will take you to meet Lao Wu. A few of their old guys can still talk in the education circle here in the capital. ”

Jing Gao smiled, "Professor Zhao, I don't have the heart to set up a museum. I don't know anything about artifacts or antiques. As long as the information is conclusive, I am willing to pay for it. I don't ask for anything else, even if you always owe me a favor.

In addition, I will donate 10 million yuan to your Yuanmingyuan cultural relics recovery team, and I hope that I will have the opportunity to meet the next professors in the future. ”

Professor Zhao suddenly laughed heartily, "You kid! Haha! Shiyan, go take out my collection of rice wine, and have a few drinks with Xiaojing at noon today." ”

Jing Gao's favor is too sold, and he is very well done. He was a little embarrassed by the face of an old fellow.

Of course, he doesn't have to worry about having a lot of debts anyway. After his death, his daughter Zhao Shiyan will be entrusted to Jing Gao's care for the rest of her life, to ensure that she has no worries about food and clothing and is not bullied.

"Okay, Dad!" Zhao Shiyan left the study with a smile.

Professor Zhao took a sip of tea and sighed again: "Xiaojing, I owe you a favor for this." But. If you want to meet Lao Wu and them, there is no need to donate 10 million. If you don't have anything to ask them to help you do, just brush up on your initial impression and donate 1 million. When the time comes, I'll take you there, and those old guys will give me some face. ”

Jing Gao smiled: "Then listen to you." ”

He is still willing to make some contribution to the recovery of cultural relics. God's Glory!

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A meal of wine at noon, Professor Zhao gave Zhao Shiyan and Aunt Chunlan control, and only drank a glass of rice wine, although he protested, it was still useless.

Zhao Shiyan drank a few drinks on behalf of Professor Zhao.

It didn't mean anything else, it was that the daughter drank in place of the father. Who let Professor Zhao have a daughter?

Professor Zhao was a little drunk with a glass of wine and was helped to take a lunch break. Zhao Shiyan sent Jing Gao to the door of 2001 next door. After thinking about it, he asked, "Mr. Jing, is Aunt Liao okay?"

She and Liao Rong still have some feelings. Whether it's from her dad's point of view, or whether the two of them often trade together.

Jing Gao drank some wine and was slightly drunk, but he didn't hide it from Zhao Shiyan, and said: "Liao Rong is currently in the beautiful country. When the limelight passes, she can return to China. However, I am not prepared to entrust her with important responsibilities in the short term. She now needs to avoid flashing lights. ”

At least until Professor Zhao dies, he will not reappoint Liao Rong. If a similar scandal is put into practice, he is sorry for Professor Zhao.

Zhao Shiyan nodded, "That... Mr. Well, goodbye. "I watched Idaka enter the house. I felt indescribable emotion in my heart.

At the beginning, when she went to see her father in the hospital, where did she think that the young man sitting with An Zhiwen would reach today's height?

Spending a lot of money to help buy national cultural relics, without blinking an eye. The big guy is a pie.

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Jing Gao returned to the house, and Chen Qingshuang and Nie Yunxi were chatting on the balcony. Xiao He delivered takeaway from a nearby hotel to the two.

After listening to Jing Gao's words on the sofa in the living room, Nie Yunxi's beautiful eyes frowned slightly, and he pointed out: "Mr. Jing, what you promised is a little too refreshing!"

Jing Gao just took the strong tea that Chen Qingshuang brought him, crooked it in the sofa, smiled slightly, and did not squeak.

Nie Yunxi said softly: "Mr. Jing, in fact, I admire your behavior. It is worth spending 200 million to be able to assist relevant units in recovering the national treasure of Chinese civilization. I can understand your feelings for your home and country.

But, as your personal assistant, I need to advise you. You spend this money without getting any real benefits.

Moreover, you are so happy, when the news spreads, some relevant cultural relics protection units will come to you next time? If you don't agree, people will complain. This is the same as doing charity in the early years.

People are sophisticated, and they don't do it that way. Be sure to set a threshold. Protect yourself as a result. ”

Chen Qingshuang blinked, listening to Sister Nie's words, Brother Jing did a bad job. But she looked at Jing Gao and smiled silently, obviously having other plans.