Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

Lian Xia was very nervous: "get on the bus quickly. I'm already 'dead' and can't be seen."

The party got on the bus and drove to shangpindi palace, Jiang Mengxian's home.

Jiang Mengxian and Lian Xiwan had dinner with ouyangli today, but they didn't eat much. They had already received a phone call saying that Longcheng and Downey were coming. She hurried home to make arrangements. The food here still had to be eaten.

Back home, Lian Xiwan had already prepared the glass cover and put the harp in the living room as decoration. Anyway, Jiang Mengxian can't play. Such a good thing can't be hidden and put in the living room as decoration. There is Ouyang Li's autograph on it, which is full of space.

The glass cover is very thick, dust-proof, moisture-proof, bulletproof and orange cat proof.

If this thing is put like this, it will be swallowed alive by the orange cat at home one day. Even if the orange cat doesn't swallow it, Jiang Facai will try his best to scratch his claws.

Lian Xiwan looked at the harp placed in the living room. Looking back, the big fat cats in a room had begun to covet.

He frowned and asked Jiang Mengxian, "chicken, how do I feel that the more cats I have?"

He only sterilized one wave last year and sent one wave out, leaving only chrysanthemums, drumsticks, mushy, fat, grassland cat jumping and other cats with only commemorative significance. The sunset and its baby were also picked up by even snow poles. The rest were all adopted. There were only seven or eight, but there were at least thirty or more cats at home today!

Orange cat, black cat, beaver flower, three flowers, everything. He doesn't remember having so many cats in his family.

Was it not cut thoroughly last time? Or did Jiang Mengxian start saving cats behind his back? It's true. Once back before liberation.

Paste struggled to pick up a big three colored cat as fat as a pig and said, "pull, this is the Royal sweetheart noble cat!"

Jiang Mengxian was pouring cat food and feeding the cat out of the battle for dinner in the pig farm. After feeding the cat, she touched the cat one by one and took pictures. She took time to say, "this is the cat next door. There are more than 300 cats next door! It's great! People are all Internet Celebrities and often come to play."

Lian Xiwan was startled.

Which "next door" is so rich?

Three hundred, no matter how rich you are, you will be poor.

He looked down at the cat's collar and suddenly realized which next door it was - the Forbidden City next door.

There are many wooden buildings in the Forbidden City Museum. They are all treasures. Moreover, there are many mice in the Forbidden City. Let mice bite at random. Archaeologists have to be distressed for several years. Therefore, the Forbidden City keeps many cats to catch mice. Cats have numbers. Many of these cats are the descendants of the ancient imperial palace emperors and imperial concubines. They are really "Royal sweetheart noble cats".

Sure enough, their family recruited cats.

No, it should be Jiang Mengxian.

Maybe it's because she can't give birth. She has no resistance to small animals and children.

He squatted down and touched the cat with her. Jiang Mengxian grabbed his hand, put it on the head of a cat and said, "you touch this one. It feels very comfortable."

Lian Xiwan touched two cats, but he clasped his back hand and held her hand.

"Nothing feels better than you."

"Hate..."

When it was getting dark, the night shift security guard of the Forbidden City came to find the cat and went back to "work". At night, when mice were most rampant, the cat stayed at the neighbor's house for dinner.

He was familiar with the road. He entered shangpindi palace and went straight to No. 8. He knew that there were delicious food here and all the cats came here.

The night shift security guard is an uncle. He came back from retirement. He has worked in the Forbidden City all his life. He wears a security uniform, a flashlight pinned to his waist and pushes a cart to catch the cat.

Jiang Mengxian was kind-hearted. Seeing that he was old, she helped him catch the cat, put the cats into the cage one by one, and pushed them away with a cart. She also sent a lot of cat food baked at home.

Unexpectedly, after the security uncle received the cat, he caught a glimpse of the harp in the living room. He was shocked. He took two steps, came forward, took out his flashlight, shone on the harp, and turned around for many times. His eyes were full of amazement and disbelief.

After reading it, he looked back and was shocked: "this is the harp? Phoenix head harp? Where did you come from?"

Lian Xiwan was helping to put the last recalcitrant junior flower into the cage. He was so busy that he was sweating. Listening to the night shift security guard, he recalled that Ouyang Li's granddaughter seemed to mention it today and replied: "this is from a friend. It seems to be the phoenix head konghou."

Jiang Mengxian always knew that the night security uncle was very capable. He worked in the Palace Museum all his life and dealt with cultural relics every day. Even if he didn't come from a professional background, he was extremely capable compared with ordinary archaeologists. Anyway, he knew at a glance whether the antiques collected by Jiang Mengxian's family were true or false and how valuable they were.

Probably a figure of the level of sweeping monk.

"Yes, it seems to be called Fengshou harp, uncle. What's wrong?"

The security guard was so amazing that he looked around, took videos and photos with his mobile phone, and introduced with great excitement:

"This is not an ordinary harp. This is a phoenix harp that has been lost for hundreds of years!"

"The harp is not a local musical instrument. It was transmitted from the state of Tianzhu to China. It has always existed in the royal family and later slowly flowed into the people. However, due to various factors such as war, many harp shapes and systems have been lost, including this flavor harp."

"There are relevant ancient books in our museum, but no one has seen the real object, and no one can successfully restore the real object."

"The phoenix head harp has also been spread abroad. There are relevant records and fragments displayed in the museums of today's Fusang island countries, Southeast Asia and other countries, but you can't get a real object all over the world!"

"I just looked again and again. This is the phoenix head harp! Unexpectedly, someone can recover the real object! It's amazing!"

Jiang Mengxian listened in the fog, but she also skillfully grasped the essence - value.

No wonder what Yu Er didn't want. It turned out to be such a powerful thing!

But Lian Xiwan found another key point: the phoenix head harp, which has been lost for a long time and is exclusive to the royal family.

It has been lost for hundreds of years, but it has returned to China from the hands of an overseas Chinese.

It was easy for him to think of the Luo family.

When the royal family fled overseas hundreds of years ago, they took away countless craftsmen. Up to now, they still keep some skills lost in China, and probably retain the phoenix head harp.

So why did the Phoenix harp fall into Ouyang Li's hands?

I have never heard of ouyangli's contacts with the Luo family. Although they are all overseas Chinese, they really have never met.

It's kind of interesting

Ouyang Li, who has known Xi and WAN for decades, doesn't seem to be the kind of person who contacts the Luo family.

Although Ouyang Li lived abroad, he generally belonged to the kind of people who were hot pillows. He had the character of a literati and despised the existence of the Luo family.

Lian Xiwan looked at the harp with great complexity.

I always think this harp must have something to do with the Luo family.

Luo's family is haunted. It's ##### two nights today. I'm going to go out to a museum to collect wind. When I came back in the evening, I saw a cute cat talking about the Forbidden City in the group yesterday. I couldn't help but want to write. Ha ha, my mother, I'm a little clever ghost