Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 398 There is plenty of time

The cold wind roared and snow filled the sky.

The earth was completely white.

Make a cup of hot tea, lean back in the lounge chair, enjoy the snow scenery, and take a few sway...

Tsk, that’s quite pleasant.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

The phone buzzed: Wang Yongqian?
"Director Wang...yes, you're up...going to the restaurant? Okay, please wait for me for a moment..."

It was rare to have some free time. After hanging up the phone, Li Ding'an patiently finished a cup of tea and Shi Shiran went downstairs.

As soon as he stepped through the door, he suddenly paused: He Anbang?
No...he was still in Naiman yesterday?
Look at the watch again: it will be eight o'clock...

"when did you come?"

"Midnight."

Li Ding'an was startled and pointed outside, "You don't want to die?"

"Don't worry, we'll be there before it starts snowing."

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

Can you not be in a hurry?

The curator and secretary issued a fatal order: Lao He, if you can’t complete this mission, you have to find a way to complete it...

He Anbang changed the topic: "I thought you were not in the hotel, just setting up a tent and staying in the ancient city?"

Nonsense, the camp has already been built, why do we need to set up a tent?

"If you didn't say this, I still couldn't remember it?" Li Ding'an sneered: "I really have to thank Director He!"

Even if he lives in a tent, it doesn't matter to him, Fang Zhijie has no problem, Shu Jinghao may be able to make do with it, but Li Ding'an has never taken her out in the wild at night.

But Yu Huiyin...Li Ding'an dared to take her to live in an uninhabited desert for one night?
Yu Sicheng is hard to say, Jiang Xiuying can tear him alive...

He Anbangtian was shameless: "Why are you so polite to me?"

Li Ding'an glared at him.

We ordered noodle soup and steamed buns, and the three of us chatted while eating.

"Next, when will we find the third ruins?"

"Good guy?" Li Ding'an stopped his chopsticks and said, "Director He, it seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and a donkey can't be used like this, right?"

He Anbang was stunned again: Isn't this wrong?

Li Ding'an actually has the concept of "New Year" in his mind?
"Nonsense, if I don't make it to the New Year, others can't make it? Xiaoshu and Xiaofang can't make it, the driver can't make it, and the local staff sent to assist can't make it?
As long as I dare to say something: I won’t rest during the Chinese New Year, let’s continue to look for the third site... Do you believe it or not, they can greet the eighteen generations of my Li family’s ancestors eight hundred times a day? "

Wang Yongqian couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

He Anbang also laughed: No, he is very clear-headed. When he shouldn't be stubborn, he is smarter than anyone else?

"Okay, then go back and find us after the New Year!"

Li Dingan nodded.

Whether you can find it is one thing, whether you can find it or not is another matter, so you still have to look for it, otherwise you won't be willing to give in.

He Anbang thought for a while: "What's your plan here in the ancient city?"

Li Ding'an said nothing and looked at him with disdain: It was snowing so heavily and he traveled more than 600 kilometers in one night. How could he come to see him?

Of course it’s for the ruins of the ancient city, but also for the Feng Shui magic circle and cultural relics...

"Don't worry, I told Yuan Lu that Guobo must take the lead in establishing the project. Let him discuss with you how to do it specifically..."

He Anbang smiled happily: "With you here, what should I worry about?"

Let’s just say, Li Ding’an’s elbows can’t turn outwards, and it’s even less possible for him to feed the meat from his own pot to outsiders...

Li Dingan had goosebumps all over his body.

"Then it will be the same as Qinglong Mountain. You will be fully responsible. I will discuss with Lao Lu who will manage the site!"

Li Ding'an was peeling eggs and subconsciously asked: "Can the director and secretary agree?"

This is not the identification of cultural relics. The results can be obtained in minutes. The excavation of the ruins often takes two or three years, and it may be even longer.

If he is put in charge, what about the projects of Baoli and the Science and Technology Innovation Bureau?
"Don't worry about it, as long as you agree!"

What does Li Ding'an disagree with?
The lost capital of the Tang Dynasty and the Feng Shui Array, how many other sites like this can there be?
Being able to join the project team is already considered a very senior qualification, let alone being in charge of the overall job?
"You have the final say?"

He Anbang leaned back and said, "What if that's not the case?"

This time, I got Shang Fang's sword...

Li Ding'an squinted his eyes: "Okay, are you shaking?"

"Stop smiling and talk about business!"

He Anbang straightened his expression, "What the curator and secretary mean is: you discovered the ruins and you excavated it. Of course you know it best... If you encounter difficulties during the later excavation and research process, you have to come back to help." Solved. So as long as you agree, when applying for project approval and submitting materials, you will be the person in charge..."

He Anbang lowered his voice, "It doesn't matter in name!"

I understand, this is because I am afraid that if I am asked to help, the Science and Technology Innovation Bureau will not let me go.

Li Ding'an didn't think much and nodded: "Of course!"

"That's OK!"

He Anbang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Actually, today, this matter is the focus.

Good steel must be used on the blade, and human energy is limited. Therefore, Li Ding'an only needs to do a good job in research, and he does not need to worry about the rest, and do not let him be distracted... the curator's exact words when he called.

Fortunately, it was easier than expected: after thinking about so many words, not even a single word was used?
After a pause, He Anbang seemed to be casually chatting: "Have you contacted Director Guo and Secretary Yu again?"

"We contacted Naiman when we were there. It's been almost two months, right?"

Haha, better?

"Okay!" He Anbang nodded with a smile, "Eat slowly, and take me to see the ancient city after eating."

Li Ding'an was stunned and squinted his eyes: I wonder if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Lao He has bad intentions?

He looked outside again: "More than a hundred kilometers, it's all sandy roads, and the snow is so heavy, how can we get there?"

"Take a plane, a helicopter!"

I go……

If He Anbang didn't remind him, he would have forgotten: The emergency bureau's Z-9 has always been on standby, but he has never used it even once?
"it is good!"

……

The wind has stopped and the snow has lightened a lot.

The propeller rotated rapidly, blowing a big circle on the concrete floor.

The three of them boarded the cabin, and the helicopter slowly took off and flew south.

The ancient city is covered with snow, the plains are flat, and the ancient city is covered tightly.

The camp was very big, and the generator set was making a loud noise, but not a single person could be seen.

After the helicopter landed, someone came out of the colored steel room.

There were quite a few, more than a dozen of them, including technical staff from the Forbidden City and local assisting staff.

"Teacher Li, Director He, Director Wang?"

"Hello, everyone!"

Li Ding'an looked around and saw Zuo Peng: "Zuo Bureau, where is Lu Yuan?"

"In the archaeological cabin!" "You don't even take a break in such heavy snow?"

"Lu Yuan said there's nothing wrong. Let's deal with the cultural relics unearthed yesterday!"

"Okay, then you're busy, let's go take a look!"

Waving to Zuo Peng, the three of them entered the archaeological cabin.

Lu Benzhi, Xiao Jianzhi, and Cheng Ming were in the outer room, and four or five technicians were in the inner cabin. Looking at the screen outside, it looked like the Water Moon Guanyin.

Cultural relics are not just dug out, they need to be cleaned, preserved, and protected from oxygen and mold... Every cultural relic is a treasure left by the ancestors to future generations, and it must be foolproof before it can be displayed to the public...

Hearing the noise, the three of them turned around subconsciously, and when they saw He Anbang, they suddenly smiled with understanding and fun.

They were still betting just now: When will Director He catch up here?

Before I could even finish my words, someone appeared...

Cheng Ming and Xiao Jianzhi hurriedly greeted each other: "Teacher Li, Mr. He, Director Wang!"

Several people shook hands, and He Anbang changed his mind: No, you are unified, right?

Just now, the order of those people outside was like this: first ask Li Ding'an, then him, and finally Wang Yongqian.

His deputy director, Wang Yongqian, was in charge, so it was no problem to ask like this.

But what about Li Ding'an?
Hey, a whiteboard.

The main reason is that Xiao Jianzhi and Cheng Ming are not ordinary people. They have part-time jobs in the Cultural Relics Bureau and the Ministry. They are also authorities and project leaders in ancient architecture. Usually the curator and secretary are polite when they meet.

But they also behaved like this when they met Li Ding'an, which is very intriguing.

It can be seen from this that this kid is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people...

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Benzhi also stood up: "Didn't you say we would come back when the snow stopped in the afternoon?"

Li Ding'an looked strange: Old Dean, you did this on purpose, right?

Lao He said he was coming, how could I stop him?

"Forgot, there is a plane!"

"Ha... He Anbang must have encouraged it... Lao He, I really admire you. How anxious are you for such a heavy snow?"

"Think of your good intentions as donkey liver and lungs. I'm here specifically to see you."

"How many years have we known each other?" Lu Benyi looked disgusted and pointed to the inner cabin, "It was only unearthed yesterday, and I can move it to the Forbidden City today? They are all in there, so you can see enough..."

He Anbang forced out a dry smile: "Just watch!"

Last night, Wang Yongqian sent him a photo. He was on the road at the time, and he only glanced at it briefly.

In addition, the director and secretary issued a death order, which made the pressure a bit high and there was no thought.

So now when I see the real thing, I feel very different:
The colors are bright, the edges and corners are sharp, the lines are smooth, full and plump, and exquisite... At first glance, it really feels like there is a lady in palace clothes standing in front of you. Can you see the exquisite carving and the superb color painting?
What's more, there are only five bottles of the Liao Dynasty wood carving, Shuiyue Guanyin, in the world?

If you add "Liao Shengzong's birthday gift" and "suspected Xiao Chuo's original image"...

Suddenly, He Anbang's eyes lit up: To enter the National Expo, you must enter the National Expo...

He looked down again: a bronze plow.

The utensil used to worship heaven during the Founding Ceremony of the Jin Dynasty, even if there are so many national treasures and various bronze tripods in the National Exposition, it is still in the front row and can be placed in the main exhibition hall. Of course, Lao He wants it.

The problem is that the Forbidden City has exerted so much effort, and they have to continue to exert their efforts later. They cannot not give them no benefits at all.

If you want the horse to run, but you don't give it grass...how can such a good thing happen?
"If a museum is built locally, then there is nothing to say. If not..." He Anbang hesitated, gritted his teeth, "This is for you!"

Xiao Jianzhi and Cheng Ming's eyes lit up.

Dean Lu nodded: "It's not bad, it's not a loss of conscience!"

He Anbang glared at him.

Continue reading: Certificate of credence, lowering the list!

Lao He's heart beat uncontrollably: A historical pearl, a peerless treasure... mine!
No, from Guobo... whoever dares to rob it, I will risk my life with him.

But the strange thing is that even after taking a glance, he didn't even stop.

Lu Benzhi stretched out his hand to stop him: "Lao He, stop, why are you running?"

"I didn't run!"

"Okay, I didn't run away... What do you mean by these two things?"

He Anbang was helpless: "You value history, tradition, humanities, and national art, while we value historical changes, social changes, and political influence, so these two items are of no use to you!"

"Fart...are these two historical treasures, traditional cultural relics, and artistic?"

Lu Benzhi immediately became furious, "At least one for each family!"

"Lao Lu, stop arguing, I'm begging you!" He Anbang thought for a moment and pointed to the side: "The credentials and the surrender certificate are for the National Museum, and this is for you!"

Chao Zhong?

Isn’t that impossible?
The Forbidden City is not without bronze wares, there are quite a lot of them, but most of them are from the "Yuan, Ming and Qing" periods, and there are almost no high-quality ones.

That's why Xiao Jianzhi and Cheng Ming were so excited when He Anbang said he would give them the bronze plow.

On the other hand, the bell of the Tang Dynasty is a proper tool to control the country. In terms of historical origin and influence, it is even more than the bronze plow. It has profound significance and far-reaching influence...

Lu Benzhi changed his mind for a moment: "Yes, yes, but after the certificate of credence and the surrender of the status are processed, we must first display it for one year..."

He Anbang grinned: "Deal!"

Li Ding'an and Wang Yongqian were particularly speechless: You take it as if it doesn't exist, right?

After all, this is on someone else’s territory?
But how can the two of them care about it: if the local museum is not built, these cultural relics will eventually go to the museum and be displayed to the world.

Therefore, it must be discussed in advance, otherwise with He Anbang's character, he will definitely leave without saying a word and pack everything away.

Of course, if a museum is built locally, that will be discussed separately.

Having reached a preliminary agreement, the group moved on.

There is another piece, but everyone knows that this piece will not be exhibited, nor can it be exhibited, nor will it be notified to the outside world. It can only be settled well.

Therefore, the two of them no longer argued, let alone mentioned it. They just stood in front of the glass cabinet and sighed sadly:

The remains of the founding emperor were dug out and made into wine vessels in a grand manner. They were made several times for five thousand years. This was the first time that the world was shattered.

Even made into a magic weapon?
Li Ding'an was right, Yang Lian Zhenjia did deserve to die.

From this we can deduce how many imperial tombs and royal tombs this monk dug up, and how many treasures he stole?
Then how many precious cultural relics should be in the third largest magic circle that Li Ding'an deduced?

He Anbang sighed: "You said before that the third ruins are likely to be outside the country. What is your inference based on?"

"According to the direction of the dragon veins in Feng Shui: the Qinglong Mountain line goes to the northwest, the Daxinganling line goes to the southwest, and finally converges at Shangjingfu (Bahrain), the capital of the Liao Dynasty. The two dragons merge together, merge into one, and then go northwest.

At the same time, the Yinshan one goes south, and the two merge here. After combining into one, they continue south, and then merge with the Yanshan Dragon Vein in the capital... There should have been a magic circle in the capital, but I guess it was discovered by Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao... But the one to the north should still be there. "

"where?"

"The ruins are located wherever the qi-condensing cave between Longhang'ai Mountain and Yinshan Mountain, the ancestor of Meng Yuan Dynasty, is located. However, Yinshan Mountain is too long and Hangai Mountain is not short, so it is difficult to find... The so-called ins and outs, I have to first determine where the Yinshan Dragon Vein comes from. Only when the direction comes can we slowly calculate..."

He Anbang roughly understood it and nodded: "Don't be in a hurry, look for it slowly!"

Li Ding'an hesitated: "I want to find it slowly, but I have to have time?"

who said it?
"Celebrate the New Year first, and then talk about it after the New Year!" He Anbang took out his mobile phone again, "I have to report to the director and secretary, are you coming or me?"

Li Ding'an looked at him: Are you the leader or am I the leader?

"Okay!" He Anbang nodded, "Then pack up and go back to Beijing to celebrate the New Year... Lao Lu, the same goes for you, come back after the New Year!"

As long as Li Dingan is still at the National Museum, he will have plenty of time...

(End of this chapter)