The photo captured the two of them together. Wen Qianqian glanced at Director Zheng beside her. He said he had heard of her story, and she knew of his, too.
Chief Zheng is a legend in the police force. Wen Qianqian discovered during her research that the last person to receive the Outstanding Contribution Award within a year of starting work was this very Chief Zheng. That was over 20 years ago. In his first year on the job, he relied on his eagle-like insight to crack a major transnational drug trafficking case, seizing 65 kilograms of drugs and apprehending 93 drug traffickers. He instantly became a renowned figure in the police force, and for the next 20 years, he continued to solve major cases, especially in the drug enforcement field, earning him a prestigious reputation and a fearsome reputation among drug traffickers.
He also worked his way up steadily from an ordinary police officer to become the director of the Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau.
Wen Qianqian stood beside him, silently looking at him with admiration, and secretly set an example for herself in her heart.
After the event ended, Wen Qianqian was about to leave when she was suddenly called back by the host, Director Li from the Municipal Bureau Office: "Xiao Wen, wait a moment."
Wen Qianqian turned around and was a little surprised to see him: "Director, is there something wrong?"
Director Li smiled and handed her a document.
Wen Qianqian was puzzled. After opening it, she discovered it was a document about strengthening the image and publicity of the public security department. She looked at the director with some confusion: "Director, what is this?"
Director Li smiled at him and said, "What they mean is that in this internet age, government agencies like us need to strengthen our image publicity. Director Zheng would like to invite you to be the image ambassador of our Municipal Public Security Bureau and to be responsible for managing our official Weibo account: Safe Kyoto. What do you think?"
Wen Qianqian opened her eyes wide. She had never expected that less than a year after she took the job, she would be assigned such an important task by her leader.
She frowned, feeling a little conflicted. On the one hand, she was surprised by the unexpected event, and on the other hand, she was worried about herself, afraid that she was not doing well enough and would waste her leader's training.
Director Li seemed to see her tangle and smiled: "Xiao Wen, it's okay, don't worry."
"I was deeply impressed by how you solved the hit-and-run case, pretending to ask netizens for help finding something, but actually searching for clues. You did a great job there, which shows that you understand the internet. I believe in Director Zheng's judgment of people. If he thinks you can do it, you definitely can."
Wen Qianqian nodded and expressed her last bit of worry, "Director, I understand what you're saying. But that time, I only used my personal account to find clues. Now I'm asked to manage the official WeChat account of the entire Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau. It's a huge responsibility!"
Director Li smiled and patted her shoulder. "Don't worry. Every one of us has to go through this step. Only by withstanding the pressure can you continue to move forward. This is how I am, and so is Director Zheng."
"So, Comrade Xiao Wen, you must have confidence in yourself. Besides, you have the support of so many comrades in our police department, so just go for it!"
Wen Qianqian nodded, feeling the weight on her shoulders at the moment, and also felt an unprecedented strength. She thought for a moment and said to the director seriously, "Thank you, Director. I will do my best and live up to your and the director's trust!"
A few days later, Wen Qianqian's image in uniform appeared in every corner of the city, at the entrance of the police station, near flammable and explosive materials, and in every corner of the city where traffic accidents are likely to occur.
Every time during rush hour, when people in the capital drove past the legendary "Killer Road" where more than a dozen car accidents had occurred, they would turn on the city radio and hear Wen Qianqian's kind and gentle voice:
“Of the thousands of roads, safety comes first.”
"Pay attention to driving safety and build a beautiful imperial capital together."
Passing by the police station, I saw a poster of Wen Qianqian in uniform with a sweet and friendly smile:
[If you have any difficulties, find the police, serve the society and protect everyone].
Passing by the city's largest hazardous chemicals processing plant, I saw Wen Qianqian in uniform and a warm reminder poster:
[Handle flammable and explosive items scientifically and follow the prescribed procedures for protection. The more careful you are, the safer you will be.]
On Weibo, #闻浅浅帝都安全图片ambassador# quickly rose to the top of the trending search list, with netizens saying they had spotted Wen Qianqian in various places around the city today:
Ahhhh, I saw Wen Qianqian's poster in front of the Public Security Bureau next to our house today and I was so excited!
Yes, yes, I saw her downstairs today too. My mom even asked if she was some celebrity and why she was so beautiful. I immediately explained to her that Wen Zai had quit the entertainment industry to take the civil service exam. My mom was so envious, saying she was both beautiful and capable, and she urged me to take the civil service exam as well.
Today, when I was passing an intersection, I heard the radio broadcasting the slogan "There are thousands of roads, safety first." I don't remember it being played before. Did it just start recently?
[This fan is here! Let me explain to you all, these posters and ads are a collaboration between our Wenzai and the Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau! They're public service announcements for the authorities!]
Ahhhhhh, being a fan of Wen Zai is so exciting! I was worried I'd never see her again after she retired, but she went straight through official channels and became an official spokesperson. Her posters are everywhere, and she seems to be even more popular than before!
Who says she isn't? I was the only one in my family who knew her before, and now even my 80-year-old grandmother knows her. Don't you think she's famous?
[Ahhhhhh, I'm so envious of you people in the capital. I can't even see you when I'm away from home. Please give me photos and videos!]
Wen Qianqian's fans, especially those who follow her career, were overjoyed:
Who else could possibly have the official posters plastered all over the city? For other idols, even if they don't collaborate with the official, if they just get a thumbs-up from the official on their regular songs, their fans will be so excited!
Yes, the happiest fans in the world are Wen Zai's fans. If there's one happier person, it's Wen Zai's career fans. So happy, isn't it? Wen Zai's sister is running her own business, not worrying us at all. She's meticulous and has a strong mentality. She's constantly trending on her own, collaborating with the official site, and now the whole city is covered in her posters. This fan is so happy, I feel like I'm dizzy with happiness.
I never imagined that one day I would become a fan of a civil servant. Watching him work all day long is the source of my daily happiness.
Just then, the Heian Kyoto account suddenly posted a message: [Protecting life with care, spreading love everywhere. @闻浅浅, happy cooperation, fist pump.jpg.]
One minute after the Weibo post was published, thousands of comments appeared below it:
[Ahhhhhh, the official took the initiative to @, Wenzai! The old mother was moved to tears by her daughter's successful career!]
【Can anyone tell me what they are going to collaborate on? 】
[Cooperation? How? Ahhhhh, don't keep me in suspense!]
[Oh my god, this is the first person Heian Kyoto has actively @ed. If it were any other celebrity, wouldn't they be excited to buy a seven-day seven-night ticket on the trending search?]
Wen Qianqian also quickly replied: [@Ping An Jing Du, happy cooperation. ]
Seeing her reply, netizens were immediately excited:
[Ahhhhhh, Wenzai's personal account has linked up with the official one! ]
[We're collaborating! We're collaborating! Wen Zai, go for it!]
Isn't this more impressive than being a celebrity fan? Being a celebrity fan means you have to help them with data, buy them magazines, and merchandise every day, spending tons of money, and then worry about whether their fan base will be affected. But being a fan of Wen Zai is different. Being a fan of her always brings surprises, and her fan base will never be affected. It's a career fan's paradise. Wen Zai, go for it!
…
Director Li looked at the news online and reported to Director Zheng: "Director Zheng is indeed insightful. The online feedback is very good."
"Hmm," Director Zheng said, looking at the feedback materials submitted by Director Li. "That girl has a kind of tenacity. I think she can do it."
Wen Qianqian logged into the official Ping An Kyoto account at her computer. The previous "Happy Cooperation" message was a handover from the previous Ping An Kyoto operations officer to her. The previous operator had been assigned to manage the Imperial Capital Public Security Bureau's official account, and the management of the Ping An Kyoto account had been handed over to her from then on.
Wen Qianqian took a deep breath and sent her first Weibo post with excitement:
[Safe Kyoto, safe with you. Safe Kyoto welcomes everyone to report crimes around them to us.]
Soon, some netizens ran to leave a message below:
[Editor, editor, please tell me what you and Wen Qianqian were planning to collaborate on?]
[Editor, editor, I promise to report any illegal activities I see to you in the future. Can you please tell me what you want to cooperate with Wen Qianqian?]
[Editor, I can't contact your safety ambassador. Please tell her for me, I love her so much!!! She is my god!]
Wen Qianqian read the comments from netizens one by one, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.
Afterwards, she looked through private messages on Weibo and found that netizens were reporting various things to the police through private messages:
[Editor, our cat is missing. Can we call the police in this situation? ]
Hello, I saw a man and a woman staring at children in a nearby playground near the Linxing Road shopping mall. I'm not sure if they are human traffickers. Can I report this to you?
[Hello, we bought a house two years ago and paid all the money, but the house wasn't even built and the developer ran away. We're so sad. Can you help me think of a solution?]
[Hello, a few days ago I took a piece of agate that was passed down from our ancestors to a treasure appraisal shop, and they told me it was fake. I sold it in a fit of rage for 200 yuan. Yesterday I regretted it and wanted to redeem it, but they said that once the seller has sold it, they are not responsible for any future losses. Was I scammed?]
…
She read hundreds of private messages one by one, and finally picked out the clues she thought were urgent and valuable, and fed them back to her colleagues in the bureau for them to handle.
After finishing everything, when she was about to close Weibo, her eyes suddenly caught the Weibo of "Jianbaofang". Some information seemed to flash through her mind. She stopped and thought about it carefully, but still couldn't remember it, so she secretly recorded the private message.
At 9:30 in the evening, in a large flat next to District C of the Imperial Capital, Assistant Yuan was guarding the door while reporting today's situation to Lu Xingyan.
"Mr. Lu, it's already 9:30 in the evening and Miss Wen hasn't come back yet. It seems she is still working overtime." Assistant Yuan said expressionlessly.
"Oh, okay, got it." Lu Xingyan replied while looking down at this quarter's financial report.
Assistant Yuan:?
Is that all? He clearly emphasized the time, meaning it's late now, I need to rest, let me go back and rest!
Seeing him gritting his teeth and hesitating to speak, Lu Xingyan was a little confused: "Is there anything else?"
Assistant Yuan sighed silently. Forget it. Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. Since he had already accepted the house given by Lu Xingyan, he would not be able to ask for it unless Lu Xingyan asked him to go back.
So, he sighed again and continued to report on today's situation: "As soon as Miss Wen's public service video came out, all our media outlets reposted it as you requested."
"Oh, okay." Lu Xingyan raised his head and asked, "How about the online feedback?"
Assistant Yuan said respectfully, "Netizens are saying Lu Xingyan is crazy, reprinting a public service announcement in a financial news item."
Assistant Yuan lowered his head and relayed the netizens' words very fluently. He could relay all the insults against Lu Xingyan without any pressure.
Lu Xingyan:?
Lu Xingyan was a little confused: "What's wrong with these people? Is it true that financial news can only make money and not broadcast public welfare?"
"Not really," Assistant Yuan replied truthfully. "Some netizens are even speculating that you might have done something wrong, which is why you're so anxious to maintain your image and act like a sycophant to the authorities."
"Puff", Lu Xingyan almost spit out a mouthful of coffee.
Assistant Yuan smiled secretly. He was definitely not an official bootlicker, but it was hard to say whether he was Miss Wen's bootlicker.
Lu Xingyan stood up and pinched his sore shoulders. He had been looking at financial reports and information in the study for three hours, but Wen Qianqian had not returned yet.
He looked up at Assistant Yuan and asked, "When did Miss Wen come back yesterday?"
"I don't know," Assistant Yuan replied calmly, "I fell asleep on the sofa last night, and she didn't come back until after 10 o'clock."
"Hey, Miss Wen has been really busy with work lately," Assistant Yuan said, a little worried. "What will you do if you two start dating in the future? You're so busy, and she's so busy too."
"Look, just to meet her, you haven't worked overtime at the company at night for half a month. Remember, you used to live at the company! Now, for her, you go home to work at night, which has disrupted your previous lifestyle."
Lu Xing glanced at Assistant Yuan and said, "You're already worrying about love affairs before we even have a clue about it. I'm waiting for her here, but she probably doesn't even know, right?"
"If she's willing to be with me, I'm willing to change my lifestyle to accommodate her," Lu Xingyan thought for a moment. "To be honest, my previous lifestyle was abnormal. I worked day and night to regain control of the Lu Group."
"But after that car accident, I thought it through. Now that I've regained control of Lu Corporation, there's no need to be so nervous as before. Life is full of unexpected things. Who knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident? I used to be afraid, and only by constantly working could I feel at ease. Now it's different."
Lu Xingyan raised his head and glanced in the direction of Wen Qianqian's home: "I feel that only by staying by her side can I truly feel at ease."
After saying that, he sneered: "Besides, hasn't Lu Zhanxun been secretly monitoring me and even made an APP? Now it's just right. I'm home and he can't monitor me anymore."
Assistant Yuan thought about it and shook his head: "You are right, but the way you express it is problematic."
Lu Xingyan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Assistant Yuan analyzed carefully: "Think about it, you spent the whole week at home making scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I don't know how many eggs you burnt, and you didn't show it to Miss Wen. So does she know? No, she doesn't know."
"And the cake a few days ago, you just gave it to her dryly and told her to take care of herself. Who knows what you meant?"
"This is called giving an ineffective gift. You worked so hard to make something, but the girl didn't know anything about it!" Assistant Yuan vowed.
"Yes, is that so?" Lu Xingyan hesitated.
"Of course, you can listen to me."
"The most important thing is to meet her and let her see her!"
Assistant Yuan: fist.jpg
Lu Xingyan was skeptical: "But, as far as I know, you have never been in love."
Assistant Yuan: "That's not important. What's important is that I read literature on Jinjiang Literature Network every day!"
"Really? Can you learn how to get along with girls just by watching it?" Lu Xingyan expressed deep doubt.
"Of course, we have everything you need, and we guarantee you'll learn it." Assistant Yuan assured, patting his chest.
"...I don't believe you," Lu Xingyan said speechlessly, "If you really could, you wouldn't be single at almost 30."
"Mr. Lu, you are repaying kindness with enmity!" Assistant Yuan had a face full of resentment and was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
"Ding" Just as the two were talking, the elevator outside the door rang.
Lu Xingyan and Assistant Yuan looked at each other and quickly ran towards the door.
"Here I am, here I am. What are you going to give me today, Mr. Lu?"
Lu Xingyan took out a small, exquisitely packaged box from behind him: "Taro cheese tart."
"..." Assistant Yuan was disappointed: "Can't you give me something that can express your feelings, like roses?"
"Roses? Isn't that too straightforward?" Lu Xingyan hesitated.
"Isn't it good to be straightforward? What you need right now is straightforwardness!"
Lu Xingyan ignored him and looked at the box in his hand: "Oh, oops, I was just looking at the financial report and forgot to hang up the taro tarts."
After saying this, he felt a little regretful: "It seems like I wasted another opportunity."
"No, it hasn't been wasted yet." Assistant Yuan was full of confidence.
Lu Xingyan was puzzled: "Why..."
Before he could finish his words, Assistant Yuan suddenly opened the door and pushed him out.
Lu Xingyan: ???!!! Fuck.
Assistant Yuan: Hehehe.
Seeing himself being pushed out, Lu Xingyan cursed a thousand times in his heart, and thinking that he had not had time to think of what to say to Wen Qianqian, he felt indescribably nervous.
This time, it was Wen Qianqian who saw him first.
She walked out of the elevator and saw him falling out from the door with a strange expression on his face, holding a packaging box tightly in his hand. She found it a little funny.
"Mr. Lu? Are you performing acrobatics so late at night?" Wen Qianqian looked at him and smiled.
"Yes, oh no, no..." He tugged at his cuffs nervously, pretending to be casual.
Wen Qianqian glanced at the box in his hand, then looked at his casual expression and couldn't help but tease him deliberately: "Really?"
"If Mr. Lu is alright, I'll go back first?" After saying that, he pretended to open the door.
"Um, can we please not..." Lu Xingyan clenched his fists tightly, feeling a little regretful. What happened? He was never nervous usually, but why was he so nervous tonight that it felt like his tongue was fighting and he couldn't say anything clearly.
Forget it, if I can’t explain it clearly, I’d better not say anything.
He tightened his fingers slightly, then handed over the box in his hand: "Miss Wen, this is for you."
Wen Qianqian looked at the box and couldn't help asking, "What is this?"
"Food!" Lu Xingyan blurted out, and then he really wanted to make an expression of holding his forehead.
Oops, oops, omg, why did I act so stupid tonight.
After a moment, he secretly glanced at Wen Qianqian's expression and whispered, "I hope Miss Wen likes it."
Wen Qianqian took the box, glanced at his expression again, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
Wow, it seems like you really don’t have much experience.
Just as she was about to thank him, she heard Lu Xingyan slowly say, "There's an auction the day after tomorrow. I wonder if Miss Wen is interested in accompanying me?"
After saying that, as if afraid she would refuse, he added, "It's the largest auction in the imperial capital this year. It has jewelry, diamond rings, and famous paintings. It should be quite interesting. I think you might like it."
The day after tomorrow? Wen Qianqian pursed her lips and thought about it. She might have to be on duty the night after tomorrow, so she probably wouldn't have time to go.
Thinking of this, she said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I may have something to do the day after tomorrow."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lu Xingyan's expression fall. Although she could see that he was trying hard to hold on, the slightly disappointed look in his eyes could not deceive anyone.
Wen Qianqian was also a little helpless. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go, but she had work to do.
Suddenly, she realized that Lu Xingyan was so disappointed because he probably misunderstood her and thought she was rejecting him. So she added, "I have something to do the day after tomorrow, but another time is fine."
"Really?" Lu Xingyan looked up, his eyes clearly brightening.
Wen Qianqian looked at him, smiled and nodded: "Yeah."
Lu Xingyan's mood fluctuated with Wen Qianqian's words. He originally thought that he had experienced many ups and downs and had good composure, so he should not have many emotions like hesitation, despair, and disappointment. He did not expect that his mood tonight would be like a roller coaster. Every emotion was controlled by her attitude.
Seeing that she was not refusing, his mood immediately improved, and he even smiled unconsciously.
He was about to say something when he saw Wen Qianqian rummaging in her bag for a while and then took out a piece of chocolate.
She smiled at him with her eyes crooked. "You've given me gifts several times before. I just looked through them and it seems like there's nothing I can give you. So I'll give this to you as my return gift."
Lu Xingyan took the chocolate and stood there for a moment, staring at it in disbelief.
When I came to my senses, Wen Qianqian had already returned home.
He returned home feeling a little dizzy, holding the chocolate in his hand, his brain almost shut down.
It was not until he saw Assistant Yuan that he felt that all this seemed real.
He looked at Assistant Yuan standing at the door, and then he suddenly realized: "Assistant Yuan, Miss Wen gave me chocolate!"
He was a little excited: "What do you think this means?"
Assistant Yuan: "Does that mean she likes chocolate?"
Lu Xingyan: ...
After Assistant Yuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt very hungry. His eyes instantly shifted to the chocolate: "I'm so hungry, can you give me a piece?"
Lu Xingyan: "Get lost! No one can touch my chocolate."
Assistant Yuan was roaring in his heart, he forgot about his subordinates when he had a woman, ahhhhh, this bastard.
Two days later in the afternoon, Wen Qianqian was reading a private message from Ping An Kyoto when Zhao Shan suddenly appeared behind her with his familiar gossipy expression.
He walked around to Wen Qianqian and smiled mysteriously, "Qianqian, I have a great opportunity to see the world tonight. Are you interested?"
Wen Qianqian shook her head calmly: "Not interested, I have to be on duty tonight."
Zhao Shan continued to raise his eyebrows mysteriously: "You don't have to be on duty tonight."
"Why?" She closed her Weibo, somewhat puzzled.
Zhao Shan quietly pointed at Pei You's table. "Originally, Pei You and I were going to tonight's event, but Pei You just reported that he broke his leg while chasing a group of tomb robbers. He'll have to stay home for at least a few days."
"But we still have a mission tonight. Captain Gu reported Pei You's injury, and he asked me to come and inform you that you don't need to be on duty tonight. Come with me to the auction."
"Auction?" Wen Qianqian was a little confused: "Why would the police go to an auction?"
Zhao Shan smiled slightly: "See, I guessed you didn't know."
"This auction isn't just any auction, that's why I told you you're going there to broaden your horizons." Zhao Shan said mysteriously, "Even though you used to be a big star and have seen some extravagant and glamorous scenes, I can guarantee that tonight's scene will completely refresh your perception. The scene where money fills the air and the air smells of it will definitely be unforgettable for you!"
"Is it really that amazing?" Wen Qianqian looked at his exaggerated expression with some doubt: "You sound so amazing, have you ever been there before?"
"I've been there! Of course I have!" Zhao Shan couldn't help but reminisce with her. "The auction was called the Famous Banquet Auction, held every three years. The scene was so grand, you can't even imagine it."
"I was also the one who conducted the security inspection for that auction three years ago. You might be wondering why such a small auction required such caution. The reason for this was that the guests invited to the auction that day were the most famous and wealthy families in Kyoto. All the people you'd see in the financial news were in attendance. The so-called auction was actually a carnival for the wealthy. Can you imagine that the invitations to the auction were all gilded?"
"It's widely rumored in the capital that only those who can be invited to a prestigious banquet are considered the capital's wealthy families. Therefore, countless families are fighting tooth and nail for that invitation."
"But it's not hard to understand. Being able to attend the event means your family is truly wealthy in the universal sense. If you can't go, you're just a fake one. But there are only so many seats at the auction. Those who want to prove their family's strength must be fighting tooth and nail. They say a single invitation to a prestigious banquet is fetching nearly 10 million yuan."
Wen Qianqian couldn't understand and was shocked: "Is there really someone willing to spend 10 million to go to an auction?"
Zhao Shan nodded. "Yes, of course. There was even a fight at the auction entrance over the last invitation."
"So, do you think it's necessary to go to the police?"
Wen Qianqian nodded. From what Zhao Shan said, it seemed that there was indeed some necessity for it.
"But this is not the most important thing. We have more important tasks."
Zhao Shan continued, "Our most important task is actually to help watch over the auction items. Even though they've hired numerous bodyguards and purchased ample insurance for the items, some people still take the risk and try to steal them."
"You know, these are not ordinary trading items. Each one is worth a fortune."
"Three years ago, I attended the auction where 24 items were sold that night. The cheapest item was worth 60 million yuan, and the most expensive was 700 million yuan."
He looked at Wen Qianqian and said, "Tell me, watching the auction live, listening to them raise the price by 10 million, 10 million, who could stand it? Anyway, that time really shocked me. Not to mention ordinary people, even the celebrities who went that night were just foils for the wealthy. No matter how famous a star was, they were just like a hostess or a salesperson there. In the face of the competition for capital, celebrities are nothing."
He looked at Wen Qianqian mysteriously, "That incident three years ago completely stunned me. I was devastated. I discovered how different people can be."
"This year is different. I heard the scale is even bigger than three years ago, and the invitations are more stringent. Most importantly, this year's auction includes a long-lost, rare and precious painting from the Martial God series. It's said that tonight's auction is the third most famous painting of the group, the Young General Descending His Horse."
The Young General's Surrender? Wen Qianqian's eyebrows twitched. This word was very familiar. She closed her eyes, and her mind quickly recalled the memory of this picture.
I figured it out! She suddenly opened her eyes, remembering that she had seen a description of this picture in a novel.
Over 1,500 years ago in Chinese history, a founding emperor, determined to preserve the story of his conquest of the empire with seven founding generals, commissioned Chongyi, the most renowned painter of the time, to paint a portrait of each of him and his seven generals. These eight paintings, each depicting one general and one emperor, became the Martial Gods series.
Chongyi, later known as the "Saint of Painting," spent three years completing this series of paintings, capturing the men of that era at their peak of glory and ambition. However, shortly after the paintings were completed, the seven generals died for various reasons: some in accidents, some on the battlefield, and some due to the emperor's jealousy. Ultimately, none of them met a happy end.
In his later years, the emperor suddenly recalled the people who had fought with him to conquer the world, and was filled with emotion. He ordered future emperors to treasure these paintings, admire and commemorate the people in the paintings, and pass them down from generation to generation.
Because this painting symbolizes the founding of a nation and the preservation of its status, the first thing every king who came to power in later generations would do was to order people to find these paintings, and this did not change even when dynasties changed.
These paintings were passed down in this way for another 1,000 years.
500 years ago, dynasties changed and the last emperor of that dynasty committed suicide. The siege general led his men into the palace, but found that the entire palace was engulfed in flames. These paintings in the "God of War" series also disappeared.
It was 500 years later that this series of pictures reappeared in the world.
Wen Qianqian remembered that there was a description in the book that the "Martial God" series of paintings were discovered abroad. The owner of the paintings was in financial difficulties. In order to raise funds as soon as possible, he took out one of the paintings, "Young General Dismounting His Horse", and took it to the imperial capital for auction.
Wen Qianqian frowned and thought carefully about the clues about this picture in the book. Then she vaguely remembered that this picture was bought at a high price by a domestic auctioneer, but it disappeared after the purchase. Many years later, this picture appeared in the History Museum of Country Y.
Chinese netizens are going crazy. They can't accept that their national treasure just makes a circle at their doorstep and then flows into foreign markets.
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