"Isn't this easy to understand? It's just about practicing Taoism, and it seems to be the introductory part." Shi Ling flipped through it casually, and felt that she had never seen these things before, but when she saw them, she realized that they had long been piled up in the corner of her memory.
"Can you show it to me?"
Seeing that Yu Chen was interested, Shi Ling handed the ancient book to him directly. "If you can't finish reading it, you can take a picture and read it later. After all, it is a cultural relic. We have found it and we have to hand it over to the country in the future."
Zhu Youjian was a bit surprised. "You're so stingy and greedy, yet you're actually planning to donate it? You'll only get a few hundred yuan in reward and a banner at best. Fragments of the Yongle Encyclopedia can be auctioned for tens of millions, so this complete copy is priceless! And you're not tempted?"
Shi Ling was really not moved. She glared at Zhu Youjian and said, "How can you say that? How am I stingy? Besides, a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. It cannot be punished."
Zhu Youjian suddenly grasped Shi Ling's hand tightly. "Sister, you are such a good person! Can you stay a good person forever? I'll leave the Yongle Encyclopedia to you. Can you help me bring back something extra?"
"What?"
Zhu Youjian wiped his tears with his sleeve. "This is my father's favorite wine jar. It was also one of his burial objects. Although my father's reign was short and he was addicted to women, he was still a good emperor."
Shi Ling, however, was hesitant and said, "This thing is also a cultural relic. It can't be in a museum, right? The relevant departments need to intervene. How can I take it back? First of all, let me make it clear that they definitely don't agree to the sale. If they want to steal it, I definitely won't do it."
Zhu Youjian stopped pretending to cry and waved his hands: "No, no. I've been in Duncheng for these years, and I've been homesick. I often come to Chinatown to listen to the local accent and go to the antique and cultural street to look at old things. A few days ago, I heard in the cultural street that there was a private auction going on recently, and one of the burial objects of Emperor Guangzong of Ming was going to be auctioned, so I paid attention to it. The auction is going on during this period, but I don't have that much money, and I can't even get in the door of the auction."
As he said this, he looked at Yu Chen who was beside Shi Ling.
"Brother, we can help each other. You help me take pictures of my dad's belongings, and I'll help you spend the money your dad asked you to spend. It's the best of both worlds, how great."
Shi Ling: "Your abacus beads are flying all over my face. But there's no need to be so depressed, I have money too."
Zhu Youjian couldn't believe it and looked him up and down. "You?"
"Hmm." Shi Ling held her head high and chest out. After all, she was a big internet celebrity with millions of fans!
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Shi Ling took in Zhu Youjian. He couldn't get a room in the hotel because he didn't have an ID, but he wasn't a human being. Instead, he was a spirit transformed from a ghost, so Shi Ling simply let him change back to his original form and took him back to the hotel.
Yu Chen felt that physical contact between men and women was inappropriate, so he finally kept Zhu Youjian in his room.
Zhu Youjian was extremely grateful. He felt that compared to this beautiful but violent sister, the silly son of the landlord looked more kind.
Lying on the sofa in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, enjoying the warmth of the air conditioner and watching the snow falling over the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhu Youjian squinted his eyes in happiness. This ruler of a fallen nation had finally ended his nearly century-long wandering in a foreign land.
Over the years, he has sought help from Chinese people he met in Chinatown.
But no one believed him, and even the Yongle Encyclopedia he produced was considered a scam. As for those who understood cultural relics, he saw the greed in most of their eyes and did not dare to take out the Yongle Encyclopedia easily.
It was not until that day, when he followed Shi Ling and Yu Chen and saw them speaking out for the Chinese murals in the Duncheng Museum, that he felt he saw hope.
The fact that Shi Ling could see his uniqueness was also a pleasant surprise, saving him a lot of steps in proving his identity.
He always hoped that the treasures of the Ming Dynasty could be brought back to their homeland, displayed in brightly lit exhibition halls like those of foreign artifacts, and admired by countless future generations, just as the Yongle Emperor envisioned when he ordered the book to be written, to demonstrate the country's prestige and benefit future generations. Instead of being hidden away in a corner for selfish reasons, never to see the light of day.
The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will last forever, and the Ming Dynasty will last forever!
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