Why do you have to take a picture of the bronze head?

This is the question in Zhang Xiaojian's mind at this time.

For him, it is actually possible to spend money however you want, and it is best not to make mistakes, and it is best to be refreshed.

He had been thinking that antiques were a good way to spend money, and after hearing the twelve bronze heads, he didn't immediately react that this thing was robbed by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and the robbers robbed the things in the past, and then bought them back with their own money, which really made his heart a little unacceptable.

So I couldn't understand the anxiety and irritability of Uncle Zheng's swear words through the door panel.

After saying hello to Uncle Zheng and saying a few words, Zhang Xiaojian was taken back to the booked luxury suite by Gao Qingsong.

Ye Mozhu began to pack his luggage, and after Su Yu learned that they were coming, he came to the room with a small belly that became more and more obvious, and laughed with Ye Mozhu.

Since Liao Lao was brought by their chance encounter, they couldn't throw people directly in Uncle Zheng's room, although Liao Lao may be much more familiar with Zheng Weixun.

After drinking two sips of water and changing into a set of comfortable clothes, Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong went to Zheng Weixun's room again.

At this time, Grandma Zhao had already made a pot of authentic Longjing tea for the two of them, and when she saw Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong, she greeted her: "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhao has come to taste grandma's tea-making skills." ”

Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong sat down and took a sip of hot tea.

Uncle Zheng said, "I didn't have time to mention it before, why did you come together?"

Zhang Xiaojian took a sip of tea and said, "What I met at the airport is also a coincidence." ”

After telling the ins and outs of the future, he didn't forget to say: "Don't you know, Liao Lao and Grandma Zhao are pushing the luggage cart and holding hands, which kind of ten fingers are tightly clasped, and Mozhu and I are envious of it." ”

Gao Qingsong put down the teacup: "It's rare that someone can sprinkle a handful of dog food on the two of you." ”

However, Liao Lao and Grandma Zhao are not young people after all, and they were still a little shy when they heard this, Uncle Zheng said: "Don't mind the second elder, young people are like this now." ”

Liao Lao said: "What do you mind if you don't mind, but what's going on here?"

"I rented the conference room of the hotel, and there is about an hour, and everyone who can come will come, so let's go with Mr. Liao. ”

"That's for sure. Liao Lao replied.

Zhang Xiaojian still had doubts in his heart, so he asked, "Uncle Zheng, can we join in the fun?"

Zheng Weixun nodded: "Okay." ”

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An hour is not fast, slow is not slow.

The topic is inseparable from the twelve bronze heads, and Uncle Zheng also told a story, saying that when it was sunny in the evening, while renovating the Old Summer Palace, Cixi had issued a secret decree and invited Yang Jiezhenren, the first person in the yin and yang feng shui world at that time, to re-lay the twelve copper heads.

Yang Zhenren laid out the array of the five elements of yin and yang and the eight trigrams of Tai Chi, and buried six pairs of boys and girls, so that the twelve bronze first arrays were finally connected with the dragon veins of the national fortune.

In addition to the Tai Chi Array that maintains the fortunes of the country, the Twelve Songs also contain the secret of a giant treasure.

Cixi was scheming, perhaps she had sensed the future of the country's fortunes, and secretly buried a number of huge treasures, worth more than half of the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. She instructed Xie Lieqian, a master of gold and stone at that time, to hide twelve inscriptions in the twelve bronze heads. The content points out the location of the secret treasure, which can be used by the descendants of the Qing Dynasty as the capital for the restoration of the country.

After Cixi completed the work, all the workers were killed, and Yang and Xie were forced to drink poison and die, and since then no one in the world knows about the twelve hidden treasures.

After listening to this story... Zhang Xiaojian faintly felt a little familiar: "Isn't this Wei Xiaobao's forty-two chapters?"

Gao Qingsong rolled his eyes: "The story of gathering twelve dragons that can summon divine dragons can actually make up another version." ”

Uncle Zheng, who was telling the story, called at this time and went to the bedroom with the phone.

Liao Lao said with a smile: "Don't take it seriously, it's originally made up with false rumors." ”

We talked about the story of the bronze head again, and the time was up.

Zheng Weixun changed into a brand-new Tang costume and took Zhang Xiaojian and his party straight to the conference room of the hotel.

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The hotel's meeting room has already been prepared.

Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong did not sit at the conference table, but sat on the chairs in the corner.

After a while, the conference room welcomed a lot of guests.

Zheng Weixun and Liao Lao began to greet them, and they could know the identity of the person who came between the words.

The first was a gray-haired old man, on crutches, accompanied by two young men, I don't know whether they were assistants or family members.

He is the president of the British Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce - Long Yiming.

As soon as he arrived, several middle-aged entrepreneurs on the back foot also entered the conference room.

Some are group presidents that Zhang Xiaojian has never heard of, and some are cadres of the Chamber of Commerce.

Some people came one after another, some from non-governmental organizations whose names Zhang Xiaojian had never even heard, and the most incredible thing for Zhang Xiaojian was the young people of the British Chinese Overseas Chinese Student Association.

Three generations, young and old, formed a wonderful combination of more than 30 people in the conference room, many of whom lived not in London but all over Europe, and arrived overnight after hearing the news.

Zhang Xiaojian could even see their dust, this was a feeling, wonderful and indescribable.

The meeting began after everyone arrived, and the moderator was not Zheng Weixun, but a middle-aged balding man surnamed Wu, who came from the Baoli Group, whose purpose is to rescue and protect the precious cultural relics of China scattered overseas.

In this regard, Baoli Group has rich experience in the struggle.

It's just that at the beginning of the meeting, he didn't shake the scene, and these overseas Chinese in front of him needed to scold a wave of mothers first to vent the emotions in their hearts.

So Zhang Xiaojian thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong set.

The person in charge of the China Special Fund for the Rescue of Lost Overseas Cultural Relics has the loudest voice, probably because he has been in the UK for too long, and the three words of fucking your mother have become English, shit, bitch... The shouting is endless.

"Mom sells PI's auction, Dad sells qiu.." The non-governmental organization, the uncle wearing a pair of slip-on shoes, is estimated to be from Sichuan.

"This group of dog baskets...... "Big brother must be from the Northeast."

The "British Little Red Guy ......" should be from the magic capital.

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It didn't take long for the scolding to stop.

Zhang Xiaojian looked out the window and sighed that life is really wonderful, but he didn't expect to go out of the country, not long after he landed, he could actually hear all the dirty words from all over China......

The crowd was clearly very dissatisfied with what David had done.

But they all arrived, and the goal was naturally to bring the bronze head back to China no matter what.

The person in charge of the overseas Chinese student union said that it would organize overseas students to protest and march early tomorrow morning to exert pressure.

"We don't have the money, we can't do anything, but the march must be fine. ”

"The march also needs money, and I am coming out with the group in this regard, so you must pay attention to safety. ”

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know why, but these two simple sentences made him a little moved.

didn't have time to delve into it, and the person in charge of the most vicious loss of cultural relics scolded in English just now said: "The embassy has begun to communicate, but you also know the bullshit efficiency of the United Kingdom." ”

"Overseas Chinese employees of foreign-funded enterprises of the Chamber of Commerce can go on a joint strike, but there are not many ... Not necessarily. ”

"If the effect is not good, it must be done, and the little things add up. The bald person in charge of Baoli said firmly: "All my country's treasures, although they are far away, they must be chased!"

"All Chinese restaurants in London are closed, and the overseas Chinese and service staff in the store can help put up posters to educate Londoners and participate in the parade. ”

"All overseas Chinese enterprises in the UK can make this matter public and cause public opinion. ”

"The media gave it to me, and everyone knew about it in one day. ”

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For half an hour, more than 30 people in the conference room listed everything they could do.

Zhang Xiaojian finally understood what the wonderful feeling in his heart was, it was the unity that was twisted into a rope, and there was an uncut bloodline Huaxia soul in this unity.

Just discussing these measures is a small pressure, and it is really difficult to form a big pressure of public opinion in the international community in one day.

So, having said this first step, everyone must consider whether the copper head will be bought by a foreign buyer if the auction goes ahead as scheduled.

Long Yiming, the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, who had not spoken and was on crutches, spoke at this time: "I will give 100 million." ”

"Poly Group 60 million. ”

"Foundation forty million. ”

"Our group can come up with 10 million. ”

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"Overseas Chinese Student Union ......"

"Don't take it. After Zheng Weixun said this, he was echoed by the audience, and he said: "I personally contributed 30 million." ”

Liao Lao raised his hand: "Liao Junzhou, three million." ”

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Zhang Xiaojian listened to the voices one after another, smiled and shook his head.

What a group of fools, but without their arguments regardless of returns and gains, many Chinese treasures would not be able to return to China.

Zhang Xiaojian was right, although he still didn't know that the war to recover the national treasure had continued since the reform and opening up.

But he felt the enthusiasm of his compatriots overseas.

Although Gao Qingsong knew some fur, it was the first time to participate in this kind of meeting.

The unity in front of him made him feel burning, and he whispered to Zhang Xiaojian: "Recently, I have traveled to a lot of places, and I found that although overseas Chinese are overseas, most of them are really patriotic in their hearts, especially the older generation of overseas Chinese, I will really be very moved, I want to take some money on behalf of Shenko." ”

Looking at the dozen or so white-haired grandparents at the conference table, looking at their impassionedness, Zhang Xiaojian whispered to Gao Qingsong: "I'll come." ”

So Zhang Xiaojian stood up and stood behind Zheng Weixun.

Zheng Weixun turned around, and Zhang Xiaojian said loudly: "Can you listen to me?"

He interrupted the crowd in front of him, and everyone looked at him, but they didn't know that he was the one...

Zhang Xiaojian said calmly: "In this way, if the auction is held as scheduled, to the point where the auction must be auctioned, I will provide unlimited funds on behalf of Ningyuan Shenke Group to auction back the four bronze heads." ”

Unlimited funds?

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Everyone looked at the young man in front of them and felt that his brain seemed to have some watts.

Zhang Xiaojian's words were not finished, he said again: "So you don't need to donate anymore, just give specific details of what you can do, and don't worry about funds." ”

Long Yiming, president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, narrowed his eyes and said to Zhang Xiaojian: "Let's not mention it first... That's a lot of money, and even if you can take it all, we won't let you take it. ”

His words resonated widely.

"Yes, yes, it's not one person's business, it's all of us. ”

"I don't have a lot of money, but I do my part. ”

"Besides...... Young man, you one?"

"Could it be that you are... Descendants of the Manchus, anyway, if there is no reason that can convince me, young man, you can't deprive us of the right to donate. ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "......"

He thought about it, if he had to say a reason, the first reason would probably be.... None of you have any money compared to me?

But this reason is not straightforward, although it is true.

So Zhang Xiaojian said the second reason: "Because I also love my motherland deeply, and like everyone here, when it comes to money, those who can work hard..."