He naturally had no intention of eating, and there was a commotion over there, but he safely pushed the cup and changed the lamp, how can this be justified?

Moreover, there is a strict order from above, so that he must suppress public opinion as soon as possible, and it doesn't matter what exchange meeting can be postponed, or even because of the debate, it doesn't matter if it is finally canceled.

Hung up the phone, the light in his eyes flashed, and then said: "Gentlemen, don't be busy eating, Song Lao has encountered some trouble in the Eastern Capital Historical Museum, let's rush over, if you are willing to go, you can follow, and the rest will be arranged to eat, as the host is a bit unruly, but we can't let Song Lao be alone, right?" ”

As soon as I heard that Lao Song, the honorary president of the calligraphy association who led the team, had an accident, although the exchange group was dissatisfied with Lao Song's excessive doting on his granddaughter and being embarrassed to throw him abroad, he was a compatriot after all, he was the leader of the team, and he was the strongest calligrapher, so he couldn't let him have an accident.

Dinner, how can anyone take care of it, they have urged to hurry up, and some people even called the consulate for help.

Makugu Xiong Yi smiled gloomily, and while ordering the arrangement of the car, he notified the relevant personnel to rush there.

He wants to make the exchange group a complete joke, saying that it is a high imitation, and making a conclusion just by looking through the glass is arrogant or ignorant?

Among these people, of course, there are the most authoritative cultural relics appraisal masters in the small island country, and there are also calligraphy masters whose calligraphy attainments surpass him.

To curb public opinion, the only way to do it is to break it in person.

On the way to them, the people who were coming from Huaxia had already taken off and were expected to arrive in three hours.

There is no need for a transition, just wait for the position of the transition.

In less than half an hour, Song Lao was busy with Xue Lang and them, and Mu Gu led the team to hurry over.

In the crowd, the members of the exchange group who called first confirmed Song Lao's location, and although it was strange and troublesome, he still rushed to the place.

At this time, Xue Lang and the others photographed most of the exhibits, and did not go to the remote exhibition halls, but the photographs were representative, including bronzes, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings and other large exhibits.

When Mugu arrived with a large group of people, he just returned to Song Lao, who was still chatting.

Mu Gu saw Song Lao standing in the open space in the middle of the exhibition hall from a distance, walked a few steps to Song Lao's side, and asked with concern: "Mr. Song, it doesn't matter to you." ”

"Important?"

Song Lao held up the phone in surprise, and politely hung up the phone over there, and then said, "President Mugu, why are you here?" It's not ......"

At this moment, others also arrived one after another, asking Song Lao if there was something wrong.

Following, the embassy people also arrived, and when they saw this large group of people, they separated the crowd, identified themselves, and politely asked if they needed the embassy's help.

Song Lao was a little confused, look at this, look at that, and only after half a ring did he figure out what was going on, so he smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, I just came to visit, nothing happened." ”

Before his voice fell, a member of the group asked puzzledly: "Old Song, haven't you always been thinking about reading those Song Dynasty Buddhist scriptures, why are you here?" ”

Makugu originally wanted to interject and find a reason to cut to the topic, but when he saw that someone was coming out, he looked at the group of people coming in the distance, and he didn't squeak.

"Hey......"

Song shook his head and sighed lightly.

But he didn't say why.

Song Lao is fine, no matter what everyone thinks in their hearts, at least they are relieved, and no one will ask why they don't look at his long-awaited Buddhist scriptures, but stand in this porcelain exhibition hall.

And when Makugu saw that he couldn't continue the topic, he was about to lead up the topic, but if they didn't ask, it didn't mean that the rude little princess wouldn't talk about it.

The little girl saw that her grandfather didn't say anything, so she pouted and said, "What do you see, those Buddhist scriptures are all high imitations, and the grandfather who harmed him ran for nothing." ”

High imitation ......

The people in the exchange group paused, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know if the words of children can be taken seriously, but they all know that they are going to be troublesome, this is not a child's words, in the most representative museum, you say that the exhibits are high imitations, this is kicking the museum, smashing the field, things will only get bigger, and it may even lead to diplomatic incidents.

Mu Gu would interject at the right time: "Old Song, what the child said ......"

Song Lao didn't seem to be overbearing, shook his head and said, "It's really not true. ”

Before his words fell, an island man who came to the front had a blank eye, and said in a deep voice in Huaxia: "You have to be responsible for what you say, you say that high imitation is high imitation?" Just look at it and make a conclusion? Do you know what kind of negative impact this will have on the museum? This is the most authoritative cultural relic, the essence of culture recognized by the world, you just look at it and make a conclusion, too hasty. ”

Everyone glanced at the man in surprise, Zuo Boyang took half a step forward, blocking the old man's side sideways, while Xue Lang leaned sideways, protected Mo Yun, and looked at the man.

Song Lao stretched out his hand to block Zuo Boyang, and said to the man: "This gentleman, of course I am responsible for what I say, but this is my personal argument, why do you blame him?" ”

Without waiting for the man to speak, the little girl glared, probed from Xue Lang's side and said, "That's it, who are you, do you still care what people say?" ”

The man glanced at the little girl, looked back at Song Lao, and said politely: "Old man, you said here that the things here are imitations, you have to come up with evidence, how your tutor has nothing to do with me, my name is Kumamoto Tsuneichi, and I know a little about cultural relics......

Before he finished speaking, the little girl quit, her eyes were red, she pointed at him, looked at Xue Lang and said, "Brother Lang, he said I ......"

Xue Lang hurriedly lowered his head and coaxed: "Don't be like him, don't be angry, I'll go back and show you Mount Fuji ...... later."

The little girl said unrelentingly in Song Lao's eyes for a moment: "He doesn't understand bullshit, forget it, why does he say me!" ”

There was already a cry in his voice.

This time the frying pot was over, and anger swelled on the man's face, and the group of people who followed behind him also looked unkind, if it weren't for the fact that this politeness was different from that of other countries, they wouldn't be able to speak ill of each other, and even rotate the old fist.

Mu Gu smiled secretly, glanced at the camera that had been set up, and said darkly: "Little girl, do you know who you are talking about? He doesn't understand bullshit? He's the most famous historian and antiquarian in the small island nation, and it's rude for you to do that. ”

The little girl hadn't spoken yet, Song Lao was obviously protecting the calf, and he was also very doting on this granddaughter, so he took over the conversation with an unkind face and said: "President Makugu, it doesn't matter to me who this person is, and it doesn't matter what master he is considered by the outside world, but he blames me and says that my granddaughter can't do it, and I must apologize." ”

Makugu saw that he was so good, he spread his hands, and wanted to say something, but Kumamoto Tsunaïchi stopped doing it, so that a little girl was despised, and it can be blamed on ignorance, but the old man with white hair in front of him is a little famous recently, and he doesn't know who he is, and he is also well-known in the world.

He said with a gloomy face: "This old gentleman, it's okay to apologize, but the premise is that you first have to show evidence to prove that what you said is correct, if you can prove that those Buddhist scriptures are high imitations, I apologize to this young lady, if you can't show evidence, you have to apologize to the whole country of the small island country!" ”

When he said this, he knew that Kumamoto Tsunaïchi, and it was not easy to interrupt the interjection immediately, and even the embassy staff could not interject.

Although I knew that this would be very troublesome, everyone knew that Song Lao said that Gao Fang was the first to do this, and it would definitely be inappropriate not to give an explanation.

Although it can be walked away, the grudge with the small island country for several generations has made most people look for opportunities to take revenge, and on the surface, it is impossible to see that once something happens, they will really not back down.

Moreover, the embassy staff received a phone call at this moment, um-huh twice, hung up the phone, and did not come forward to mediate the matter.

However, most people are worried about whether Song Lao will win.

After all, this is something that has been identified by other state agencies, and it is not usually very open at all.

Song Lao's eyes narrowed, looking at Kumamoto Tsuneichi, his momentum was rising, and he said: "Mr. Kumamoto, originally this is my own remarks that I have not made to the outside world, since you must hold on to it, well, the old man you said took it, I can't produce evidence, I apologize to the small island country, and even the world, in turn, you not only have to apologize to my granddaughter, but also to the world, because, since it is a high-level imitation exhibition, it is to fool the world, to fool the eyes of the world." Are you sure you want me to show evidence? ”

Of course, Kumamoto Tsunade was not afraid, and said coldly: "Okay, I promise you, but the premise is that you can't toss for ten days or eight days, I'm very busy, and I don't have time to mess around with you." ”

Before his words fell, Xue Lang looked around, seemed to understand, and leaned close to the old man's ear and said a few words.

Song Lao looked up and looked around, smiled and said: "It seems that President Mugu is very well prepared, since this is the case, then please, evidence, you don't need to leave here, it doesn't take too long, you don't need to take out things, you can just pass through the display case." ”

Makuko Nagaki smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, but did not speak.

Xue Lang, Zuo Boyang, and the little girl hugged Song Lao, followed by the members of the exchange group, and went straight to the calligraphy tablet exhibition hall.

This will, although they hope that Song Lao will win, and they also see that Song Lao is full of confidence, but when they say what they want to do, they are still worried in their hearts, lest they be defeated.

Antiques, true and false are difficult to distinguish, it is difficult to say who is right with eyesight, circumstantial evidence, citing scriptures, which requires profound historical knowledge, especially words, if you don't say something that everyone is convinced, it is difficult to win people's trust.

It was Xue Lang, who stretched out his hand to comfort the little girl, but actually encouraged him secretly.

He will be really convinced, except for Pei Guang, the little girl is the most realistic person he has ever seen, what is the acting.

Otherwise, if this matter is not a big deal, and if we don't take the initiative to attack, the other side will avoid diplomatic incidents and make major events small.

And another wave of people, Mugu is no longer the main position, several people who are not young and whose status is obviously not low have walked in front, but he has become a foil.

He saw that all the heavyweights were in place, and he felt a lot more at ease.

The reason why I am so sure is that when there was a trend of fakes everywhere in the market, these exhibits have undergone quite strict identification, otherwise, if the museum is not opened, the last position will not be lost.