Chapter 413: Press Conference?
ps: Today's third update, I hope there can be more monthly passes, thank you for your support. ,!
At this time, for the secret battle between Yu Feibai and Tang Qinghua, Qian Lao and the others smiled and said nothing, and slowly came to the restaurant.
The dinner was very rich, and everyone had a good time eating and chatting happily. After more than an hour, the dinner was over. Wei Zhuo seemed to have something, said hello to everyone, and went out.
After that, the group returned to the living room and continued to chat.
Time passed unconsciously, and it was more than ten o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye, and the two old men were old after all, and their energy was a little lacking, and they were obviously a little tired. Seeing this, Wang Guan and the others immediately persuaded them to rest.
Zhou Lao was not reckless, and he felt that he had almost finished talking, so he went home with the Qianlong pastel porcelain vase. As for Qian Lao, after letting Wang Guan and them take care of themselves, they went back to the room to rest.
To be honest, in fact, not only the two old people were tired, but the situation of several other people was not much better. Needless to say, Wang Guan got up early and went out to get the big stove back. As for Tang Qinghua and Yu Feibai, they didn't sleep all night, so they rested for a few hours during the day, and then drove back to the capital in a hurry.
The fact that the three of them have been able to survive until now can be regarded as proof of their youth, strength and good health.
So the next three of them had no interest in chatting, and they didn't even have the motivation to return to Tang Qinghua's residence, so they spent the night directly in Qian's hometown. Pi Qiushi felt very embarrassed, and wanted to leave, but he felt that the opportunity was rare, and at the invitation of Yu Feibai, he stayed half-pushed.
After a night without words, Wang Guan slept very peacefully. The next day, however, he woke up to a fluttering sound. During this time, he heard bursts of majestic and melodious sounds, a bit like the performance of an orchestra.
Wang Guan got up in a daze, looked through the window, and saw a flock of pigeons flying in the air. On the bodies of these pigeons, there must be a whistle hoisted. Whenever the pigeons fly in the wind, the whistle makes a loud crisp sound.
In fact, Wang Guan also knew that it was a scene to release pigeons and listen to the sentry in the capital, but he lived in Tang Qinghua for the past few days and had no chance to appreciate it.
For a while, Wang Guan was not in a hurry to wash. Leaning in front of the window and looking at the pigeons, I saw white, gray-white, brown, etc., and pigeons of different colors circled and flew around the sky at the gate of the mansion.
Circling again and again, gradually rising higher and higher, reaching into the sky, as small as a fluttering butterfly. After that, the pigeons slowly landed, and between the circles and turns, the whistles on the pigeons were different from the angle of the wind, and the sound was also different. It's wonderful.
"Wang Guan, awake?"
At this time. Tang Qinghua's voice came from the opposite window, and it was obvious that he also got up when he heard the pigeon whistle.
"Morning."
Wang Guan responded, and then went to wash his face and brush his teeth. After a while, he came out and found that the flock of pigeons was still hovering in the air, but not one flock anymore, but several flocks hovering in the air. Dense doves fly in the air. The scene was spectacular.
"Not bad."
At the same time, Tang Qinghua also came out and said with a smile: "Actually, I also want to raise a group, but I don't have the heart to take care of it." And it has to be kept in the courtyard to have an atmosphere, so I dispelled this idea. β
Wang nodded, and asked curiously: "With so many flocks of pigeons, how can you tell if they are your own?" β
"Naturally, it is necessary to train carefully, so that the pigeons are like an army, and they are forbidden and obey the command." Tang Qinghua said with a smile: "I don't have this patience, so I simply don't raise it." β
"Young people are like this, they are afraid of this and that, and there are many excuses." At this time, an old-fashioned voice came, and I saw Yu Feibai covering his mouth and yawning slowly, and said in his mouth: "To put it bluntly, you are lazy!" β
"You're not the same." Tang Qinghua rolled his eyes and said: "It's not as good as me, you can raise a cat to death." β
"Well, that's none of my business. Didn't you say that the cat is very smart, I just put aside the food for a few days and let it eat it according to its own amount, who told it to eat it all......" Yu Feibai shouted.
For a moment, Wang Guan smiled speechlessly: "You want to make cats as smart as people, which is a very stupid act in itself." β
"That's it, that's it." Tang Qinghua smiled and said, "Your brain must have been short-circuited at that time." β
"Roll the calf, I don't know who bought a Wang Ba and came back, thinking that without feeding, he could live forever. So I threw it directly at the foot of the bed, and I didn't think about it for a few days before I smelled a smell of decay. Yu Feibai said disdainfully: "What's even more ridiculous is that someone still thinks that their socks haven't been washed......"
The two were exposing each other's shortcomings, Wang Guan listened with interest next to him, and then came to the hall leisurely. At this time, Qian Lao had already gotten up and was eating breakfast. Next to him is Lu Zhen, and Pi Qiushi.
However, to Wang Guan's surprise, his own family, Director Wang of the Forbidden City, was also among them. Seeing Director Wang, Wang Guan didn't slander the ghost or anything, but he felt that the good ones didn't come, and the people who came were not good.
"Wang Xiaoyou, let's have fun in the capital these days." At this time, Director Wang smiled and said: "The capital is a good place, there are countless places of interest, you need to taste it carefully......"
Curator Wang's ordinary words may be due to psychological effects, Wang Guan always feels as if there is something in his words, so he just smiled and didn't say anything, silence is golden.
is such an attitude, which makes Director Wang very helpless. The so-called contact relationship can only be established if both parties communicate with each other. The problem is that if you are just talking and the other party is not speaking, it is called a one-man show.
"Come to breakfast." Next to him, Qian Lao smiled and said, "Wang Guan, Director Wang came over, but he brought good news." β
"The guqin has been repaired?" Wang Guan hurriedly asked, his face full of joy.
"That's right, we are working day and night, sleepless......" Director Wang nodded hurriedly, originally planning to publicize the merits of the Palace Museum, but when he saw Lu Zhen, who seemed to be smiling, he suddenly wilted, and said truthfully: "It's an exaggeration, in fact, it's not difficult to repair the qin, the main thing is to study the rhythm fit of the qin." β
The fit or something, Wang Guan didn't pay attention to it at all, and just asked directly: "The guqin has been repaired, where is it?" β
"That's what I'm here for today."
Curator Wang was distressed, but his face was full of a warm smile: "Wang Xiaoyou, you must know that Jiaoweiqin is a very, very, very precious cultural relic......"
"No matter how precious it is, it's mine." Wang Guan looked suspicious, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that Liu Bei really borrowed Jingzhou, and he doesn't plan to pay it back if he borrows it?" β
"Ahem!"
Director Wang was a little embarrassed, and quickly shook his head and said, "Don't misunderstand, little friend, we have never thought about it like this......"
That's weird!
When he said this, even Curator Wang himself didn't believe it. I remember last night, a group of colleagues were still discussing how to "take things for themselves". However, some things are easier said than difficult to implement.
Subconsciously glanced at Qian Lao, Director Wang sighed secretly in his heart, with this big Buddha in charge, some means that can't be put on the table can be stillborn without opening their mouths.
The thing is obvious, if you want to keep Jiao Weiqin, the key lies in Wang Guan's attitude, he willingly agrees, then naturally everyone is happy, if he doesn't agree...... No one can force it.
Thinking of this, Curator Wang sighed again and continued to persuade.
There is nothing new in the rhetoric, it can be called a clichΓ©, it is nothing more than to emphasize the importance of Jiaoweiqin, such a thing belongs to the common wealth of the people of the whole country, I hope Wang Guan will carry forward the style and donate it. Of course, the tone must be very tactful and not so direct. But at the end of the day, that's what it means.
In this regard, Wang Guan was vague, or ignored it, or had a blank expression, as if he didn't understand. Half an hour later, breakfast was over, and Director Wang was still chattering, and the degree of verbosity was comparable to that of Tang Seng.
At the same time, after receiving Wang Guan's signal for help, Yu Feibai grinned and asked, "Director Wang, since the guqin has been repaired, when do you plan to send it back?" β
"This ......"
The general of the army made Director Wang hesitate and didn't know how to respond.
"Brother Qinghua, what era of guqin is the Jiaowei qin they are talking about? Mingqin, Yuanqin, Song Qin, it won't be Tang Qin, right? At this time, Pi Qiushi still didn't understand the situation, and simply thought that the Jiaowei Qin was a Jiaowei guqin. Or he already knew what was going on, but he just couldn't believe it, so he asked Tang Qinghua to confirm.
"Jiaoweiqin, it's Jiaoweiqin." Tang Qinghua blinked and said, "You don't know? It was Cai Yong's one, who saved a piece of wood from the stove and cut it into the scorched tail of the piano. β
"What a scorched tail!" Pi Qiu was amazed. However, no one laughed at him, and even understood his feelings. In fact, when they learned that Guqin was Jiaowei, they were just as shocked.
However, even if he saw a few people nodding their heads to confirm, Pi Qiushi still didn't believe it, with a little muddy, and couldn't accept this fact: "Two thousand years of guqin, can it still be handed down to the present?" β
"Why not." Curator Wang said patiently: "You know, there are still guqin relics from the Warring States Period......
"That's different." Pi Qiushi shook his head and said: "The guqin in the Warring States period has formed an object similar to charcoal fossils, and it is so damaged that it cannot be shaped, only the outline remains...... Oh, did Brother Wang find the fragment of Jiaoweiqin? β
"It's not a fragment, it's a very complete body, the kind that can be played as long as you add strings." Curator Wang sighed: "That's why I said, this is simply a miracle. β
"Wait, let me slow down first......" Pi Qiushi rubbed his eyebrows, opened his eyes wide, and said, "Is it really the famous qin Jiaowei, not the tomb of Cao Cao?" β
"Absolutely, there is physical evidence for everyone to study."
Speaking of this, Curator Wang glanced at Wang Guan and added, "Of course, the premise is to get Xiaoyou's permission. By the way, we are also planning to hold a press conference to announce the results of our research to the world......"
"Wait, press conference?" Wang Guan was surprised: "Why don't I know about this? β
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