In the high-level cadre ward of Building 6 of Peking University Hospital, he has long been accustomed to the appearance of soldiers from the three armies.

Even the fact that the second dean of the university came to observe the clinic in person is not surprising.

In this ward, let alone the director of this hospital.

Even experts from other cities had to fly over if needed.

But for the eight-person room in the ordinary ward, I heard of it for the first time in person.

According to the traditional habits and professionalism of the high-level cadre ward, it is necessary to find out who is coming and how many levels of cadres are coming!

It's a pity that the little nurses who were at the forefront reconnoitred all night, and they didn't find out which kind of hero this Zhang Boju patient was? Where did it come from?

The more unclear they are, the more they struggle.

Although the head nurse had sternly warned them,

"Hey, hey, hey,"

The medical record folder in Nurse Yuan's hand knocked on the nurse's desk: "Don't ask about some useless things, concentrate your mind and work hard." There is no room for sloppiness in the health of the chiefs. ”

When the little nurses heard this, they smiled embarrassedly.

The thin-skinned lowered their heads, naughtily stuck out their tongues, and said with their actions that they would definitely not have a next time.

When the head nurse saw that the rectification was working, she didn't pursue it much.

When he turned to leave, he suddenly saw a blue figure walking out of a hospital room.

"Isn't this Xiao Wang," the head nurse saw that it was an acquaintance, and quickly stopped: "Why did you come here?" ”

Wang Jianjian looked back: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?" ”

"I'm on duty today," the head nurse of the military sister-in-law raised her chin to the first-class 5-bed ward: "Xiao Wang, who is the leader in the ward?" ”

"He's a friend of the chief," Xiao Wang told him truthfully, "the chief sent me to send some condolences." ”

"The chief's friend?"

"Yes, it seems to be the Pujiang Military Region."

"Oh," the head nurse nodded, "I see." ”

At the same time, the little nurses standing behind her also nodded, and they also understood.

Snowflakes fluttered outside, and the heating howled inside.

A room full of people were all looking at Huang Yongyu.

Zhu Jiajun was the first to praise him: "Yongyu, you can really pretend, we all asked at your door in the morning, and you refused to speak." ”

Qi Gong is the most honest: "Yongyu, you still have a way, and you are as clever as you were back then." ”

Zhang Boju looked at Huang Yongyu who was stunned on the ground with a kind face: "Xiao Huang, I thank you for taking care of me this time." ”

"Do good deeds without leaving a name?" Wang Shixiang always felt that this was not his style, was it really the transformation of the years? "Tell us quickly, what kind of relationship are you using, it must be unusual, right?" ”

Only Shen Congwen didn't say anything in a hurry, and said with relief in his eyes: "Yongyu, if there is anything in the future, I will definitely be the first to find you." ”

"Don't, you're looking for me, I don't know ...... yet"

Speaking of which, Huang Yongyu finally moved: "Let's see what's going on." ”

Qi Gong hurriedly handed over the letter in his hand.

A few heads immediately came together together.

Sitting on the sofa, Hu Yuan and Ma Yuan, you look at me, I look at you.

Then they looked ahead together, all of them were watching the show.

Five experts and scholars, skipping the jargon and looking directly at the payment.

Zhu Jiajun said word by word: "Uncle Yongyu and nephew, this line is not in line with the norms at first glance. ”

Qi Gong nodded: "It should be Uncle Cong Wen's nephew." ”

Wang Shixiang was not surprised: "But it doesn't prevent us from understanding it at a glance." ”

"You don't understand ...... at all"

Huang Yongyu finished speaking slowly, and raised his head at the same time as Shen Congwen.

Shen Congwen: "Jiangshan! ”

"Yes, it must be this kid," Huang Yongyu finally realized, and his waist was crossed again: "When I called him last night, I just mentioned it in passing, but I didn't expect him to give it to ...... That's it! ”

Shen Congwen: "He didn't even say a word to you?" ”

"No, otherwise I would have yelled."

Wang Shixiang nodded, this is like his style: "What a good boy who does good deeds without leaving a name." "The key is the ability, it seems that his book should have hope.

"Who is this man you are talking about?" Zhu Jiajun was confused: "Yongyu, there is such a powerful nephew, why haven't you mentioned it?" ”

"I didn't know he could do this," Huang Yongyu changed his hand and continued to cross his waist: "It seems that he has a long ability again!" ”

"Yongyu, your eldest nephew really has nothing to say," Qi Gong said with a smile: "Uncle said something casually, he did it quietly, such a junior...... What a rarity! ”

Zhu Jiajun was curious: "Where is your nephew?" ”

"Pujiang!"

"Pujiang?" Zhu Jiajun was shocked: "The descendants of Yipujiang, can you reach Yanjing with your hand?" ”

"What's more," Wang Shixiang reminded: "He can not only stretch out his hand, but also send a comrade of the People's Liberation Army to send a fruit basket to Zhang Lao!" ”

After smiling, Wang Shixiang and the elders standing in a pile were collectively stunned.

Only then did the five benevolent brothers remember that they had come to visit the sick with their arms dangling their shoulders today.

Not to mention the fruit basket, I didn't even bring a single fruit.

After thinking about it, he turned his face to look at the fruit basket on the bedside table.

Zhang Boju, who was lying comfortably on the hospital bed, didn't pay attention to this at all.

Several old friends not only alarmed Yanjing, but also Pujiang for him.

Thinking about the scene last night, I feel so comfortable.

It's nice to be remembered!

This will look at their collective gaze, and quickly smile: "Take whatever you want to eat, don't force me to do it." ”

Zhang Boju's wife also reacted: "Yes, yes, yes, it's best for you to eat all the fruits, Boju and I are old and afraid of the cold." ”

……

In 1980, Ellsworth, the "Godfather of Chinese Antiques", was still a passerby for China.

In the eyes of some experts who have seen the world, there is no big bird at all, this self-proclaimed "I am a Chinese" American countryman.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Xu Bangda, who was still busy in Gubo, was finally done.

When the desk was about to get off work, a young figure ran in from the window: "Old Xu, that Mi man has entered the Forbidden City, don't you go and take a look?" ”

"Why should I look at him?"

Xu Bangda, who is nearly 70 years old, is thin and energetic, and at first glance he is a role model who can live over 100 years old: "My old brother is sick, and I haven't had time to see it!" ”

After speaking, Xu Bangda looked out the window.

Snow falls every year, and it is the same every year.

As soon as the snow fell, Yanjing became Beiping, and the Forbidden City became the Forbidden City.

The snow is inlaid with red walls, and Huabang is accompanied by years of age.

The red walls and tiles wrapped in silver are beautiful like dreams and not like the world.

Xu Bangda never gets tired of looking at this scroll.

With a look of enjoyment, I stepped into the snowflakes.

At this moment, An Siyuan, who was fixed in place by the Chinese scenery, was immersed in the Forbidden City like a pilgrimage.

Let the cold ice and snow slap indiscriminately on the face.

Just in the corner of An Siyuan's eyes, a drop of hot tears fell unconsciously.

In the distance, a figure wearing a big cotton jacket and two cotton pants walked slowly under the vermilion wall against the snow.

They looked at each other,

Then, one continues to walk, the other continues to be lyrical.

Little did they know that in the next two or three years, they would both be traveling in Pujiang, Xi'an, Zhengzhou, and Dunhuang in China......

Carry out the special work of quick collection and collection of cultural relics.

That is to say, from the beginning of this glance, the harvest work has already begun.

……

In the high-level ward of Peking University Hospital.

Dean Hu and Dean Ma finally looked forward to the real and fake dragon chair fight.

In the face of the two cross-border people, Zhu Jiajun said a few more words than in the past this time.

Even Huang Yongyu was fascinated by this.

"Actually, I didn't look at the fake dragon chair, but found the real dragon chair,"

Zhu Jiajun said as he spoke, and brought up the joke: "Just that fake dragon chair, the old people in the Forbidden City in the past knew that it was a fake, because it was the bench that Yuan Shikai brought when he ascended the throne." ”

"Huh?" Ma Yuan is young in the end, and the height is not as calm as Hu Yuan: "Isn't there a ready-made dragon chair in Taihe Palace, why doesn't he sit on it?" ”

"Because even he is fake," Zhu Jiajun pointed around in a circle:

"The world is so great that it is not the king's land; The most of the king's land is the palace; And the best of this palace is none other than the Taihe Palace.

Ordinary people know the Jinluan Treasure Palace, but in fact, this Jinluan Treasure Hall is the Taihe Palace.

It is located on the central axis of the Forbidden City and is the place where the Emperor's House holds major ceremonies.

For example, the emperor's enthronement ceremony must be held there......"

Many people think that the Taihe Hall is the place where hundreds of civil and military officials go to court, but it is not.

Regardless of the other dynasties for the time being, the office of the Forbidden City is not in the palace, but outside the palace.

The scene of a meeting in the Taihe Hall will only appear in the Ming and Qing court dramas.

Beginning with the Yongle Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the original location for deliberations was set up in the three major halls of the outer dynasty.

Unfortunately, just 100 days after the opening of the Forbidden City, the three major council halls were burned down by a fire.

So, starting from the Yongle Emperor, the Ming Dynasty was on the Taihe Gate, and the Qing Dynasty was on the Qianqing Gate.

Listen to the name and know that this is a door, not a temple.

To put it more bluntly, it's to sit on the platform outside the door and have a meeting.

In fact, no matter whether the three major halls of the outer court were burned down or not, the location of the imperial palace was outside.

Because the emperor is the Son of Heaven, the deliberations must be upright and reach the heavenly court.

When the time comes, the Ninety-Five Supreme will sit on it.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood below.

No matter the wind or rain, or the heat and cold, we must maintain this battle.

"There is an old saying in the Forbidden City that the dragon chair is not something that ordinary people can afford, and if the people who shouldn't sit sit sit on it, they will definitely be riddled with disasters and endless troubles," Zhu continued.

Of course, Yuan Shikai had heard this old saying, but what scared him the most was not this sentence, but something called the Hanging Bead Caisson above the Dragon Chair in the Taihe Palace.

"Hanging bead caisson?" Huang Yongyu asked, "What is this?" ”

Zhu Jiajun said: "The workmanship of the hanging bead caisson is very exquisite, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a chandelier."

But those who know the root know that it has two functions, one is to suppress fire, and the other is to

It is said that there is a five-clawed golden dragon with a jewel in its mouth.

As long as the usurper accidentally touches the mechanism of the dragon chair, the dragon will immediately jump out and destroy the false son of heaven. ”

Dean Hu shook his head: "Some people believe this?" ”

"Most people will definitely not believe it, but Yuan Shikai has a weak heart, after all, he is not rightly known as the emperor," Zhu Jiajun said with a smile:

In his opinion, the hanging bead caisson should be a mechanism connected to the dragon chair,

I don't know the mystery, once I touch it, I really can't say that it will be destroyed.

Thinking about it, he felt that this dragon chair should not be sitting.

Isn't it just a dragon chair, you can spend your own money to make another one.

As a result, the golden dragon chair in the Taihe Hall was replaced by a chair that was neither Chinese nor Western, and nondescript. ”

When the time came in 1959, the Forbidden City learned that the dragon chair on the Jinluan Hall was actually a replacement.

It was immediately decided to remove the fake one and restore the real one.

But most of the people in the Forbidden City have never seen what a real dragon chair looks like.

At this time, the leader of Gu Bo found Zhu Jiajun and handed him the important task of finding the lost dragon chair.

After receiving the task, Zhu Jiajun quickly turned out an old photo from 1900 at home.

With this photo, look around in the sprawling Forbidden City.

Finally, in a pile of broken old furniture, this dragon chair was found.

However, due to disrepair and long-term shelf, the original golden dragon chair has long been gone.

So, so Bo handed over the task of repairing the dragon chair to Zhu Jiajun.

"After that, I gathered a few first-class craftsmen and it took me three full years to put this dragon chair back in its rightful place."

"Three years?" Hu Yuan knew that every line of work was not easy, but he really didn't expect that it would take three years to repair a dragon chair: "It's really not easy!" ”

"The so-called repair of the old is the same as the old, otherwise it is better to redo it," Zhu Jiajun said: "But many old objects from the past are gone, and I have been looking for raw materials for repairing the dragon chair for a long time." ”

Huang Yongyu knows that it is not easy, but what he will be more curious about is: "After the chair was made, you didn't go up to sit down?" ”

Three years, what a chance!

"I don't dare to sit," Zhu Jiajun waved his hand very dryly: "You dare?" ”

Huang Yongyu really pondered for a while, and then: "I don't dare!" ”

A few people in the room all laughed.

Amid laughter, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

Then, the thin Xu Bangda walked in with a straight waist.

looked at everyone with a surprised face: "You're all here!" ”

Wang Shixiang: "Yo, Xu Banqi is here." ”

Zhu Jiajun: "You are not on duty in the Forbidden City, why did you come here?" ”

Qi Gong: "Is the box of paintings finished?" ”

In the face of forced questioning, Xu Bangda is still me, and he just wants to ask: "Brother Boju, you let me find it easily!" ”

At this meeting, in the first-class 5-bed high-level cadre ward, the first echelon of China's cultural relics experts is basically collected.

These experts in the appraisal of calligraphy and painting cultural relics are by no means comparable to the appraisal experts of later generations.

Later generations of calligraphy and painting experts could not read or paint.

And these people in the room are different.

Not only are they good at using their eyes, but they are also good at using their hands.

It is really suitable to play with the appraisal of calligraphy and painting.

(End of chapter)

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