Listening to Li Mingguang's words, Zhang Tianyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, you really think it's easy to get this mural, for this thing, I didn't go to say good things to Napoleon VII, and I also gave a few pieces of jewelry, which is all money.

Besides, even if I don't care about money, Napoleon VII was willing to sell such things because of the decline of his family, how can you say that the Tokyo Museum could take out such a good thing.

Alas, the only way to get that thing may be through extraordinary means.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look, I heard that you still have many rare book fragments here, you must take your time to appreciate ......"

Li Jilin doesn't have the luxury of Li Mingguang, he knows that such a good thing is definitely something that can be met but not sought, and getting one back is already a great joy, where can you ask for perfection.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows.

Maybe it's because of the flaws that make the world so wonderful, and if everything is so perfect, it would be too fake.

The inscriptions and scriptures on the walls are just one of the countless books in the library. For Li Jilin, the things in this are also very attractive.

Most of these classics were exchanged by Zhang Tianyuan with Picasso's oil paintings and the British Museum, and some were obtained from the Brotherhood and Napoleon VII.

Of course, there are a few things that Zhang Tianyuan got back from the palace under the sea, so this adventure in the palace under the sea is not a trip in vain.

The beautiful modern bookshelves, although slightly different from the style of the ancient classics, are for the better protection of these classics.

As everyone knows. Paper books are the most susceptible to deterioration, whether damp or moldy. It's easy to lead books to go bad. Even something like bamboo slips can be broken. In addition, the silk books are all the same. There are also metal inscriptions, if they can't be properly protected, then it is estimated that it will not be long before these things will not be able to be seen.

After all, not all the people who come to the museum are people like Master Li Jilin, and there are some ordinary tourists who don't care about these things being damaged, and they may even tear off the books inside to wipe their children's butts.

Therefore, although Zhang Tianyuan will also open the library, if someone wants to see the classics here, they need to apply to the library, and then watch it accompanied by the library staff. In fact, you can also think of it as surveillance.

You know, the books or Buddhist scriptures here, etc., although in terms of price, may not be as valuable as slightly better porcelain, but the treasure of books is priceless for those who really know them.

Of course, the oracle bones were also arranged here by Zhang Tianyuan, in his opinion. Those oracle bone inscriptions are also books, especially in the case of a huge number, many oracle bone inscriptions can even be connected into a smooth text, which surprised Li Jilin and Li Mingguang.

Zhang Tianyuan will never forget when he asked for this in the British Museum. The other party's disgusted look.

In the eyes of those people, this thing is just garbage thrown in the corner, which makes people's hearts ache.

Li Jilin is in a wheelchair. Quietly looking at those oracle bones, with Zhang Tianyuan's permission. He took a piece and stroked it gently with his hand, as if caressing his favorite child. After a long time, he said, "Little baby." It's not easy for you to get these oracles back to China, I hope you can take good care of them, even if after decades, you don't have the energy or ability to do so, you have to transfer them to the proper people for safekeeping, after so many years of ups and downs, it's hard to get them back, you can't let those foreign devils see our jokes, you know?"

Li Jilin has studied a lot of oracle bones in his life, but there are very few oracle bones like this, and there are very few that can be systematized, and even some of the words recorded in it will very likely make the "Xia Dynasty", a dynasty that has never been able to find an exact written record, really appear in Chinese history, so that those foreign devils are also convinced.

After listening to Li Jilin's words, Zhang Tianyuan nodded, these things that he worked so hard to get back were not for fun, since he got them back, he naturally had to protect and collect them well, and he must not let others see this joke.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, this is what I found myself, of course I will do my best to protect them, and I won't let them be hurt in the slightest. ”

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good, by the way, little baby, I found that you lack systematic research literature here. In my life, half of it was given to Chinese culture, half of it was given to archaeology, and there was nothing valuable, but there was a room of research materials and manuscripts, but I don't know if you wanted it, if you wanted, find a time to come and pick it up, there are a lot of things, it's best to call a truck to ......"

Hearing Li Jilin suddenly say this, Zhang Tianyuan was directly dumbfounded, he knew that the research materials of Mr. Li Jilin's life were stored in his own private library, not only many of them were research materials written by him, but also a large number of ancient research manuscripts, those manuscripts include the manuscripts of Shen Zhou, Tang Bohu, Ji Xiaolan, He Shen, Liu Yong and other literati and ink writers in the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as the manuscripts left by some literati and ink writers in the earlier period.

Compared to their paintings or calligraphy, they probably don't sell for much in the collector's market, but for a museum, it's too valuable.

Especially these things, the curators of many private museums have personally visited, hoping to get them, but they have all returned, and even heard that even the imperial capital Palace Museum wanted it, but it was rejected by the master.

The reason for refusal is very simple, if it is not your own thing, you will not feel distressed, and the biggest trouble of public museums is probably that they will not be as distressed as private ones.

How many people will cherish the bus as if it were a private car?

"Teacher Li, to be honest, I am very happy when you say this, and I am even willing to ask for these treasures, but you have worked hard all your life to leave such a fortune, you should set up a museum or memorial hall in your own name, don't you think it's a pity to give it to me?"

Zhang Tianyuan has also heard of such a thing, after the death of some of the more powerful people, their descendants will use the things they left behind to open a memorial hall or exhibition hall, and then for people to visit.

Among them, there are those who sincerely commemorate them, and of course, there are also those who deliberately circle money.

Zhang Tianyuan also heard Li Mingguang mention that a businessman planned to invest tens of millions of dollars to help Master Li Jilin build this memorial hall, but he was all rejected.

But now, the master has so lightly handed over such a precious thing to himself.

"It's a pity, it's a problem to keep it. Li Jilin sighed, with a little more helplessness on his brows.

"Tian Yuan, you don't know, now that Teacher Li has not passed away, his family members have already begun to fight for the inheritance, and all the family affection has been left behind. The master doesn't care about anything else, anyway, he's getting old, although he shouldn't say that, but it is estimated that he won't live long. So they fight, let them fight, but these research materials and precious manuscripts are his hard work, he really doesn't want to be ruined, so give it to you, you can do it, if there is a formal donation, his relatives can't do anything to you. You should be doing the master a favor, and you are also saving those materials. The apprentice of a master next to him lowered his voice and explained the situation in Zhang Tianyuan's ear, which made Zhang Tianyuan suddenly realize.

The master has been beautiful all his life, but in the end, he has to be troubled by worldly things, as long as he is willing to accept these things, it is equivalent to doing the master a great favor, but there is nothing wrong with it.

"Okay Mr. Li, I'll take good care of these things for you. In the future, if I reach my old age, I will also pass them on to someone worthy of trust. Although Zhang Tianyuan is a confident person, he is not sure what kind of person his descendants will be, so maybe one day, he will encounter the same thing as Li Jilin.

"Hahaha, that's right. Let's go, let's move on to something else. Li Jilin was also obviously relieved when he heard that Zhang Tianyuan had agreed to accept his materials and manuscripts.

In fact, the investigation of Zhang Tianyuan did not start today, Li Jilin in order to find a person to rely on, looked for more than ten years, and later after the introduction of the old man Nie, he learned about Zhang Tianyuan, and then in the past nearly a year, he has almost become an expert in Zhang Tianyuan's research, and he has studied some of the things Zhang Tianyuan has done and his attitude towards collecting thoroughly.

He doesn't care what kind of person Zhang Tianyuan is, what he cares about is Zhang Tianyuan's attitude towards collectibles, which is good, then it is enough.

And today, seeing the situation of the HRE Museum, he has completely made up his mind and decided to transfer his manuscripts and materials to Zhang Tianyuan.

More than 10 million?

For a dying person, it's just like a ticket from a dungeon bank. As for his descendants, he is not worried, the wealth he left in his life is enough for those people to live well, if he is a little self-motivated, he can live very well, if he is too loser, then he has no choice, everyone has their own life.

He would never ask Zhang Tianyuan to help him take care of his descendants.

"Is this a fragment of the Yongle Canon? Sure enough, this should still be a hand-copied version. It's a pity, it's a pity that there are only a few volumes left, Emperor Yongle is someone I admire more, but it's a pity that the descendants are not good, lost the country, and then it was so ruined by the Qing court, the Old Summer Palace was on fire, how many good things were destroyed, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

When the old man spoke, it was as if there was a fire burning in front of him, and he couldn't help but leave tears.

Zhang Tianyuan can understand that at the age of the old man, it should be said that he is more unforgettable than himself for foreign aggression. (To be continued......)