Chapter 143 Is Just Reading

"Fuck!"

"A complete set, that means there are more than 1 copies."

"Put them together so they don't fill up the whole house."

"Fortunately, it's in the old man's place, otherwise it would be stolen like a copy, destroyed in fire and war, and kept getting lost. So far, there are less than a few hundred copies left."

"That's right, otherwise Xia Kingdom's wealth of knowledge for thousands of years in ancient times would have been destroyed."

"Through the complete "Yongle Canon", I don't know how many lost ancient books can be resurfaced."

"But where did the old man get the original copy of "Yongle Dadian"?"

"Yes, why is there no clear record in the history books."

"Because of Emperor Jiajing's request, the two editions should be stored in two separate places, and kept secret."

"How did the old man know?"

"It's up to the old man."

"..."

under the pergola.

Like the audience in the live broadcast room, Huang Lei wanted to know where Xiao Chen got the original copy of "The Great Canon of Yongle", so he asked Xiao Chen, "Old man, why is this book here with you?"

"What are you asking, my book is of course mine."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"This... is this your book?"

Huang Lei's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief.

"That's right, Jiajing almost died in the palace back then, and he exchanged "Yongle Dadian" for me... Senior saved his life, otherwise why would he start such a huge re-recording project, which cost money and effort."

Xiao Chen focused on eating without thinking too much, and almost slipped his mouth, but luckily he reacted quickly and came back.

If they knew his real age, they would be scared to death.

Only then did everyone understand why the whereabouts of the original "Yongle Dadian" was not recorded in the historical records.

After all, for Jiajing, it is not a glorious thing.

But in their opinion.

The old man's ancestor must also be a capable person.

Otherwise, direct persecution with the authority of an emperor at that time would have been enough, and there was no need to exchange books for life.

At this time.

"Old man, I have a merciless request."

Huang Lei stared blankly at Xiao Chen, and suddenly said: "Can you use your book to make another set of copies for research."

"Yongle Dadian" is really too important to the Xia Kingdom, and it contains documents on all aspects of the Xia Kingdom's society before the Ming Dynasty.

Through it, it may be possible to find solutions to some intractable diseases that cannot be solved now, and it may even refresh our understanding of the history of thousands of years before the Ming Dynasty, and many historical mysteries can be solved easily.

"Don't be so troublesome, I've almost seen it all."

Xiao Chen said indifferently: "Don't Xiaoma and the others also want to build a museum at the foot of the mountain? It will be fine to display it directly at that time."

!!!

!!!

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard it.

This is the original copy of "Yongle Dadian", a copy is sold for 3000 million, and the original copy must be more expensive.

And there are more than 1 copies in a complete set, which is really worth hundreds of billions.

of course.

The meaning of the complete "Yongle Dadian" can no longer be measured by money.

Absolutely priceless!
Everyone's decision of the old man was unexpected, but also expected.

With the old man's temperament, he really doesn't care how valuable this book is.

in his eyes.

It's just something to read when you're bored.

Maybe not even as good as a good meal.

beep~ beep~ beep~
Huang Lei's cell phone rang at this moment.

He took it out and took a look.

It was the pony Xiao Chen was talking about.

"I said, Mr. Ma, you are a busy person who received the news so soon, there won't be your spies in the live broadcast room, right?"

After Huang Lei answered, he laughed and joked.

"Mr. Huang, don't make fun of me. I'll find my ancestor. Please give him the phone number for me."

Ma Weidu's embarrassed voice came from the other side.

"The old man is eating. I don't have time to talk to you. I'm going to raise my voice. Tell me."

Huang Lei saw that Xiao Chen was eating with gusto, so he directly turned on the speaker.

"Cough~ old ancestor, it's like this. You said that it would be difficult to put the whole set of books on display in the museum. On the one hand, you already have enough other antiques, and the rest of the place may not be able to accommodate the whole set of "" The Yongle Canon, on the other hand, is the problem of manpower. The museum has relatively few people in the preservation of ancient books. Most of the experts are in the Palace Museum. My opinion is to put them in the Palace Museum and let them do the protection work. After that, we After the museum is completed, it will be brought back for exhibition in batches, do you think this is appropriate?"

Ma Wei straightened his throat and explained to Xiao Chen in detail.

On the contrary, Xiao Chen didn't care, and said lightly: "Okay, after I finish the last few books and bring back the rest, I will let Xiao Huang contact you."

"..."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they hung up the phone.

At this time.

"Old man, can I make a request to you, don't call me Xiaohuang in the future."

Huang Lei said to Xiao Chen with some embarrassment.

When the old man called him Xiao Huang,
Huang Lei felt weird.

It was the first time he had been called that in so many years.

Although the old man is over 100 years old, there is nothing wrong with calling him Xiao Huang.

But it just doesn't sound good.

Even when he first entered university and started working, no one called him Xiao Huang, and most people called him Xiao Lei.

After entering the entertainment circle, let alone, everyone has to call him Mr. Huang.

Suddenly called that by Xiao Chen.

It made him a little uncomfortable.

"If I don't call you Xiao Huang, what's your name? Da Huang?"

Seeing Huang Lei's aggrieved face, Xiao Chen couldn't help becoming excited and jokingly said.

"No need, old man, you should call me Xiao Huang."

Huang Lei could only accept his fate obediently, and said with a wry smile.

their dialogue.

But it made everyone laugh.

Whether it's rhubarb or little yellow,

It sounds like there is no difference.

The audience in the live broadcast room also burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Xiao Huang and Da Huang, how does Teacher Huang choose?"

"Mr. Huang, I don't mean to offend you, but I have to say that there is a puppy named Xiao Huang in my hometown."

"You are too damaged."

"Yeah, it's good to know it in your heart, why say it out, Mr. Huang's face is so ugly."

"It really killed me laughing."

"I didn't expect that the original version of "Yongle Dadian" would be reappeared one day."

"It's still complete, and it will definitely completely subvert our perception of traditional culture."

"The old man is also awesome. After watching it, he donated it to the exhibition. It hurts at all."

"Don't look at who the old man is."

"..."

It's not just the discussion in the live broadcast room.

News about the reappearance of "Yongle Dadian" is everywhere on the Internet.

The news that Xiao Chen donated the "Yongle Dadian" was even more popular on Weibo.

Netizens all praised Xiao Chen's behavior.

The official Weibo of the Palace Museum also posted a post expressing its gratitude to Xiao Chen for his trust and to do his best to preserve the "Yongle Canon".

for a while.

It was praised, forwarded, and liked by major official accounts.

(End of this chapter)

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