Almost every citizen of Hanover knew Zhuo Yang, and everyone who knew Zhuo Yang liked him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Fans love him, whether it's Madiburg or Hannover 96 or Meppen supporters, they all love Zhuoyang. Music lovers love him, whether they like piano or guitar or rock, they all like Zhuo Yang. Men like him, and Zhuo Yang brings glory to the city. Women like him, Zhuo Yang is young and handsome and a little oriental shy, which is very suitable for women of all ages to be obscene.

Zhuo Yang is now very well-known in Hannover, and it is no exaggeration to say that he doesn't need to bring a penny, and he can eat in Hannover for a year just by brushing his face, and there is no problem at all. The first few times he drove and met the police road check, the Hannover police saw that it was Zhuo Yang, they all smiled and greeted, greeted each other, hugged each other, patted each other, and then took a photo, waved him away, and checked an eggplant. If you heard that Zhuo Yang was in a hurry, he was still pulling the siren in front to help clear the way for him. Some of the policemen themselves are die-hard fans of Madiburg, and they are quite familiar with Zhuo Yang back and forth. No one expected that the captain of Madibourg, the young pianist, would not have a driver's license.

Zhuo Yang sat in the driver's seat steadily, waited for the police to come very calmly, and then brushed his face as before, greeted each other politely and left. Even Piggy thinks so.

The police car stopped five meters behind the Porsche, and the bright headlights reflected the front clearly, Zhuo Yang was so squinted by the strong light that he couldn't see clearly, and only saw two people coming from the police car.

Lucas Tlitzer, a second-class police officer of the Hannover Police Department, and his partner are in charge of the patrol tonight, he is a native German German, living in Bochum, 50 years old this year, tall and fat, very standard German middle-aged and elderly man body type. Tritzer saw the Porsche roaring from a long distance, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to be sure with the naked eye only with a speedometer, and it was definitely speeding by more than 100%, and Tritzer stopped it without hesitation.

It has been said that the citizens of Hannover are either fans or music fans, and more people are both fans and music fans, but there are always exceptions. Tlistzer is one such exception who is neither a fan nor a music fan, and he is not even a native of Hanover. He doesn't have any hobbies other than watching soap operas, and Tellitzer doesn't know which onion Zhuo Yang is.

When Tritzer found out that it was a young oriental face who was driving the Porsche, he immediately became angry.

There are narrow-minded people everywhere, and Officer Tlitzer is such a populist with a bit of racism, and he is more or less a Nazi remnant in his thinking. Moreover, Tltizer also has a deep prejudice and resentment towards the Chinese.

It all started with Tlitzer's great-grandfather.

Tretzer's great-grandfather was a German soldier, and a hundred years ago the elder Tlitzer crossed the ocean with soldiers from other European countries to fight against the Qing Empire in the far east, which was the 'Eight-Nation Alliance' that stinked the streets of China. When old Tellitzer came home, he brought back a strange thing: half a meter long, two thick grips, black and dirty, square on the outside and round in the middle, one edge and one edge of stone not like stone and iron not like iron.

No one knows what this object is, what this thing is for, and no one understands who asks. The family complained about old Thrizer: Look at what you snatched back? I can't sell it, and I don't want to ask for it. Look at Hans, who brought back a bowl and sold for as many marks, and Freded in the back street, who got a copper tiger head, and the family now eats meat every day. You idiot!

The old fool Trietzer also cried and mourned: If it weren't for this thing, no one would want it, would it be my fucking turn? I want to smash it, and I brought it back from thousands of miles away; Sold, right? No one wants to give it away for nothing; Leave it at home as an ornament, right? It's ugly and awkward, and it's too diaphragmatic. Forget it, put it in the attic, and it should be used as a memorial to commemorate my last trip to the far house.

In this way, the thing remained in the Tritzer house for a hundred years, becoming dirtier and uglier, and occasionally brought out by future generations to laugh at their foolish ancestors.

The uneducated German turtle didn't know that this thing was one of the most important ritual vessels of various dynasties in Chinese history - Yucong!

In that humiliating era, many of the treasures of our Great China were scattered all over the world. Today, a hundred years later, every museum in the world with a little popularity has cultural relics from China, and some of them are even their treasures. These treasures were basically taken by foreign powers and left their homeland during the 100 years from the Opium War to the founding of New China.

UNESCO has a clear rule that cultural relics looted through war must be returned unconditionally to the country where they are located, and the Soviet Union once returned the looted goods to Poland. But this is not feasible here in China.

First of all, in the past 100 years, there have been frequent regime changes on the land of China, and the ownership of cultural relics is not clear due to the interference of people with ulterior motives in the international community. Secondly, these artifacts have changed hands many times over the past 100 years, and the original owner is no longer traceable.

And, and most importantly, the owner of the property must prove that it was looted and not sold by its own people. Look, how do you prove that? But Westerners, who are now the actual owners, can always find some vague evidence to prove that the things in their hands were sold to him by the Chinese.

In fact, people are right. In the tragic Old Summer Palace, for example, the fire was indeed lit by the British and French forces. But what really destroyed the Old Summer Palace was the local Qing people who flocked to it. The foolish people even burned and robbed, and they couldn't wait to tear off the land, and the leader was Gong Xiaogong, the grandson of the great poet Gong Zizhen, who was famous for 'I advise the heavenly prince to be vigorous and eclectic to reduce talents'. It was this thief who led the way for the British and French forces and instigated the foreigners to set fire to the garden. It was this thief who ransacked the Old Summer Palace with the mob and sold the treasure to the foreigners at an extremely low price.

Robbers and thieves are in cahoots, what can they do?

James Calus, the 8th British Earl of Elgin, the commander of the Anglo-French army notorious for his sacking of the Parthenon in Greece and the burning of the Old Summer Palace in China, was appointed Governor-General of India for his meritorious work in the Treaty of Peking. Less than a year after taking office, the goods were killed by lightning in New Delhi. Don't talk nonsense, I was really killed by thunder......

The "Sa Lu Zi" and "Fist Mao Da" of the "Six Horses of Zhaoling", which are treasures of Chinese history, are now crying silently in the exhibition window of the University of Pennsylvania Museum in Philadelphia, USA, and the whole world knows that they were stolen out of China, but so what? The two treasures are also on display with a $125,000 receipt from the local government and antiques dealer Lu Qinzhai to the Americans.

A hundred years later, China, looking at the cultural relics and treasures that shine for others in museums around the world, look up to the sky and sigh!

However, Yucong, who was exiled to Germany, was lucky because he met a Chinese surnamed Ma.

A few years ago, a businessman surnamed Ma came to Germany for business and tourism. Boss Ma is not only a businessman, but also a former university teacher. Moreover, Mr. Ma is also a well-known collector in China. By chance, Mr. Ma heard about this thing, and then by chance, Mr. Ma was shocked, like five thunderbolts.