The moment he saw this group of people, Jin Feng suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Is that them?"

"The Zhang family!?"

"Han Qing's descendants?!"

"That's someone from the Kong family?"

"And the Song family?!"

As soon as seven or eight men, women, and children appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the scene.

The aura exuded by these people is so powerful, and the jewelry and clothing they wear are even more staggering.

A group of people quickly arrived in front of the Nine Dragons, and the pickles on the scene involuntarily retreated.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from the top of the stairs.

When everyone looked back, they were taken aback again.

Many of the people who came were the owners behind the museum, and they were accompanied by bodyguards.

These bosses quickly came to Mr. Zhao's side, and greeted the old gentleman very politely and politely.

The unexpected appearance of two groups of people made the pickles on the scene completely lose their temper.

When the museum staff appeared to clear the venue politely, the kimchi gave Jin Feng the most resentful gaze and turned to leave.

The great doctor of the Kimchi Country, Pu Jizhen, walked up to Jin Feng and shouted coldly: "I remember you, a native of Shenzhou." The mountains don't turn around, let's see you in the future......"

"There is a kind of don't come to our kimchi country for the rest of your life. ”

"If you dare to come, I will give you a lesson that I will never forget!"

Jin Feng raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Since you said so, then I really have to go to the Kimchi Country." ”

"Go back, and memorize your Eastern Medicine Book to me. ”

"I remember that the Yellow Emperor's internal scripture is circled and has to be tested. ”

Pu Jizhen blinked, didn't understand the meaning of Jin Feng's words, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Li Ximin didn't dare to look at Jin Feng, and he had already disappeared. Today, this person is too big and too big.

Park walked out of the crowd angrily, and saw a little girl smiling at him.

The smile was full of contempt and contempt, which made me even more ashamed and angry.

"Mom, why can the medical skills of the kimchi country be declared a World Heritage Site, but the traditional Chinese medicine of our motherland cannot?"

"All of their Eastern medical books are translations of our ancestors' medical books, a full eighty-three books. ”

"This can be successfully inscribed on the World Heritage List, is UNESCO blind?"

A young woman standing beside the little girl whispered: "A big country, you must have the bearing of a big country." ”

"The translation of the past is still ours at the root. ”

"Their writing simply can't support their book of Eastern Medicine......"

"So, UNESCO is not blind. The book was inscribed as a memory heritage. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Hearing this, Pu Jizhen's lungs were about to explode, and he said viciously to the young woman: "Madam, I need to remind you. ”

"Our Oriental Medicine Treasure Book is the result of the painstaking efforts of dozens of generations in our country, and it has not been copied and copied......"

"Pay attention to the tone of your voice. ”

"Beware of me suing you for slander!"

The young woman sighed, her eyes lifted slightly, and two cold rays of light shot out.

Suddenly, Park Jizhen trembled, his body suddenly stiffened like iron, his heartbeat stopped instantly, and he was completely stunned by the young woman's sharp eye sword.

The young woman glanced at Pu Jizhen coldly, her lips lightly opened and she said coldly, "You just go and sue." ”

"My name is Cangjia. ”

"I opened the Dingsheng Group. ”

"Your big benefactor, Li Xiyuan, is my sister. ”

As soon as these words came out, Pu Jizhen's head exploded like a lightning strike, his face was ashen, and he looked at the young woman in front of him blankly, terrified to the extreme.

Suddenly, Pu Jizhen bowed deeply at Cangjia, and shouted in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry Ms. Cangjia." I...... I don't know ......."

The young woman Cangjia didn't even have the interest to look at Park Jizhen more, and had already turned away.

Park didn't know how he got out of the museum. The sun was shining outside, but I couldn't feel the slightest warmth on my body, and my whole body was already soaked.

"Mom. Is that Fugua really Jia Guifei's?"

"Is that black uncle deliberately bragging?"

"The devil knows if he brags!"

"The jadeite is real, the old species is full of color. It's worth more than 200,000 yuan. ”

"Mom, what are the people of the Song family and the Kong family doing here?"

"I haven't seen them in almost a year. ”

"Old man Zhao came to get the Nine Dragons map. ”

"I guess something happened. ”

"Didn't the Nine Dragons Chart be bought by the Boston Museum?

"This picture of Kowloon was bought by Mr. Zhang Xueliang's predecessor Mr. Toroji back then, and it has been placed here. ”

"Now, when Old Man Zhao came to get this painting, he estimated that something big had happened. ”

"Columbia University also has a batch of treasures donated by the old-timers before their deaths...... I don't know if Old Man Zhao took it?"

"If you take it, it's really a big deal. ”

The mother and daughter hid behind the crowd, whispering in a low voice, quietly watching Mr. Zhao and his party.

Mr. Zhao arrived at the Nine Dragons Diagram and stared at the Nine Dragons Diagram silently, a dull and gloomy light flashed in his cloudy gray old eyes.

Starting from the first dragon on the far right, I went to the left in turn, and saw the loving husband and wife double dragon, and then saw the hidden dragon hovering between the mountains and forests, and then to the last flying dragon hovering in the sky.

I read Chen Rong's inscriptions, Qianlong and other people's inscriptions in turn.

In the end, he stayed on the inscription of Taiyuan Zi and stood silent for a long time.

The people around didn't even dare to take a breath, no matter who was watching quietly.

The scene in front of him, even if a blind man covers his ears, knows that it is definitely a big scene.

Standing behind Mr. Zhao, a group of men and women of the Song family and the Kong family with extraordinary bearing were quiet and calm, with solemn faces, and the atmosphere was very heavy.

I don't know how much time passed, but Mr. Zhao finally finished reading this Nine Dragons picture, and let out a long sigh in his snort.

At this time, several owners of the museum stepped forward to stand in front of Mr. Zhao.

The big boss Bai Pi, who was the leader, bowed to Mr. Zhao and said softly.

"Dear Mr. Zhao, according to the contract signed between your father and my father back then, the Kowloon Picture is displayed in this museum for public ......"

"As the only descendant of Mr. Zhang Xueliang, you can come and retrieve this famous painting anytime and anywhere. ”

"Allow me to take the liberty of asking you again......"

"Do you really want to get back the Kowloon Map?"

Mr. Zhao leaned and lay weakly in the wheelchair, nodding silently and quietly, his hoarse voice was like a candle in the wind at the end.

"My father stayed here just to get another painting. ”

"With that painting, you will find someone. ”

"It's a pity, it's been a hundred years, and the painting ...... Didn't come out either......"

"The man is also missing. ”

"And I'...... I'm going to leave this world and go to accompany my parents under the Nine Springs......"

"My father is an old man...... The biggest resentment in this life is not the Northeast or the ancient capital, let alone the years of captivity......"

"It's a painting, a person. ”

Everyone listened silently, and there were bursts of confusion and confusion in their eyes.

What kind of painting and what kind of people made the former king of the Northeast so obsessed, and he never forgot it for a hundred years.

Mr. Zhao's Parkinson's hand shook rhythmlessly, slowly lifted up, and swayed greatly in the air, looking so miserable.

The commodore behind him took out a document and handed it to the big boss Baipi.

"This document ......"

"Back then...... Mr. Song Ziwen and Mr. Kong Xiangxi are both witnesses......"

"It also has their signatures on it......"

"These are their descendants......"

"Let's come together today and make a conclusion together. ”

The big boss took the document cautiously and opened it and handed it to his lawyer, and then took the document from his secretary and handed it to the lawyer.

After comparing the two documents, the lawyer nodded heavily in confirmation.

"Mr. Zhao, please sign. ”

Mr. Zhao worked hard to adjust his hand and sign his name on the new document with difficulty, which was crooked and very ugly.

Then, it was the signature of the descendants of the Confucian family of the Song family.

After doing all this, the big boss signed his name on the document with a heavy white skin. It was returned to the lawyer.

The lawyer nodded again.

The big boss Baipi turned around and ordered the alarm system to be turned off, took out the key and stepped forward to open the display case himself.

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