Accidentally Born in the ‘60s: 123.123

Xi Junjie and Zhen Zhen took a short break for two days, and then went back to work after the jet lag. Compared with Xi Junjie, Zhen Zhen's working hours are much more flexible, and the intensity is not as high as in China. There are more The time can be arranged by oneself, so the recovery of cultural relics is put on the agenda.

In order from easy to difficult, Zhen Zhen first spent two months visiting various antique stores and art stores, and came back after buying a lot of good things. Of course, Zhen Zhen doesn't buy everything back, and the folk kilns will definitely not collect them. Even the official kilns will look at the number of them in the world. If there are a lot of them in the world, they will give up. Only the rare and refined treasures will be bought back.

The second is to buy from individual collectors. This is more difficult. It is natural to be able to pay for it, but not all collectors are willing to sell their collections unless you have a collection that he is interested in. To exchange, Zhen Zhen visited a collector named Farlock this time. The ancestor of this collector went to China many times with the army at the end of the 19th century and brought back a lot of cultural relics.

Ranging the doorbell, an old man in his fifties or sixties with dark eyes walked out of the room, and when he saw Zhen Zhen, there was no smile on his face, instead he looked at her impatiently: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Zhen Zhen smiled and handed out the gift she brought, which was a small purple clay pot. Farlock doesn't have many hobbies, the only thing he likes is a small teapot like Huaguo, Zhenzhen is also doing what he likes, and he went back to China and bought a hand-made purple clay pot as a stepping stone: "Hello, I'm from Huaguo. Li Mingzhen from China, this time I specially wanted to take a look at your collection. This is the Huaguo Zisha teapot I brought, a small gift is not a tribute."

Farlock's eyes fell on the purple sand pot in Zhen Zhen's hand, and he turned twice on Zhen Zhen's face, then he reached out and took the purple sand pot, rubbed it for a long time and slowly gave way to the person who opened the door. Location: "Come in."

Farlock's ancestors had many famous people, and the rows of medals on the wall can be seen in the family's heritage. After Farlock's father died, Farlock inherited all the family's property. From the place where he lives today, it can be seen that the ten hectares of vineyards belong to Farlock. When Farlock became an adult, he moved out of his ancestral house and built a love hut with his wife in the manor. Now that Yiren has gone, only Farlock lives in the hut. The decorative furniture still shows the luxurious look of the year. , but the lack of people to take care of the reasons, the house looks a little messy.

Farlock played with the purple clay pot for a while and carefully placed it on the shelf. Then he asked candidly: "What collection do you want to buy? Oh, I remembered, you are from China, you must be buying from China. Collection?"

"Yes." Zhen Zhen nodded: "I want to bring the lost cultural relics back to the motherland as much as possible. According to me, you have a lot of cultural relics from China. I wonder if you can sell them all to me. ?"

Farlock smiled, looking at Zhen Zhen with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "Little girl, this is not something you can buy for a few thousand francs, you should go home and ask your parents if they are so Give you more money to buy these things."

"Since I said that, I must have made a purchase plan." Zhen Zhen smiled humbly.

Farlock gave him a deep look, then suddenly stood up and took out a bunch of keys from the safe on the side: "Then come with me."

Walking through a long corridor, Farlock stopped in front of a room, Zhen Zhen looked at a wooden sign above, which said "Hua Guo Collection".

Take the key to open the door, it was dark inside, Farlock turned on the lights, and pieces of the Huaguo collection with traces of the years revealed their true colors under the light.

In the very center of the room, on a table that was peeled off and covered, there was the nearly blood-colored Qianlong Emperor's jade seal. Zhen Zhen looked back at Farlock, and Farlock opened the glass cover indifferently: "If you want to see it, Check it out."

Carefully took out the jade seal, Zhen Zhen carefully looked at the dragon pattern carved on it and the words "Treasure of Qianlong's Royal Pen" at the bottom.

"This is the seal of your country's past emperors?" Farlock suddenly asked, "It's not a small sum to buy this."

Zhen Zhen didn't speak, she put the jade seal in place, and went to a table next to it, there were more than twenty books on it, Zhen Zhen picked up one carefully, when she saw the name on it Shi's eyes narrowed quickly: "Yongle Grand Ceremony!" Zhen Zhen quickly counted the books on the table, there were as many as twenty-three volumes.

Carefully put the Yongle Ceremony back to its original place. The exhibits on the next stage are even more precious, which are ten oracle bone inscriptions. Zhen Zhen stretched out her hand and slowly took it back, it was too precious and she was worried that the weight of her hand would damage the oracle bone inscription.

"It seems that you like these collections very much." Farlock's tone was a bit mocking: "After all, it has been lost for so many years, and it should be bought back, right?"

Zhen Zhen didn't say a word, she carefully looked at all the collections in the house, except for the bronzes of Shang and Zhou Dynasties, the twenty-three volumes in the "Yongle Grand Canon", and the ten oracle bone tablets, which were more important collections. In addition, there are 25 calligraphy and paintings, 8 pieces of porcelain, 5 pieces of lacquer ware, 30 pieces of jade ware, and there is actually a Buddha head in the last big box.

Zhen Zhen's face sank slightly and her chest was also uncomfortable. This is only a small collector in France who owns so many cultural relics from China. There are still many looted in the hands of big museums and other big collectors. Treasures.

Sighing heavily, Zhen Zhen closed her eyes for a while, until her emotions stabilized, then slowly opened her eyes: "Make a price."

"I'm not short of money, and these things are not measurable by money." Farlock smiled, picked up a lotus leaf lotus seed bowl with flowers in Ming and Qing Dynasties, and admired it with great interest. picture of.

"Then what do you want?" Zhen Zhen's expression remained unchanged, but her tone was slightly colder.

Farlock put down the blue and white bowl, walked out of the room with Zhen Zhen, and returned to the living room again: "Actually, I don't care about money, my child is dead, my wife is dead, money is more than toilet paper to me Not as good."

The color on Zhen Zhen's face changed slightly. It was the easiest way to buy it directly at the marked price. What I was most afraid of was this kind of people who didn't play cards according to the routine.

Farlock opened the window, and the warm sunlight shone on his face, making him even more uncertain: "Actually, these treasures were stolen by my grandfather from your country." Farlock turned back and leaned against the window sill Shang sneered: "Maybe God wants to punish this kind of crime. Although my grandfather has a lot of treasures, he contracted a serious illness not long after he returned to China. He has been plagued by the disease for decades, and suffered for a lifetime. The same is true of my father. Now in my generation, although there is no serious illness, but my child died at the age of forty, and I lost my wife at the age of fifty. What's the use of living alone, it is better to die happily. You say Has our family been cursed by your country?"

Zhen Zhen looked at the teacup in front of her and didn't speak. The shame of history is the hatred of every Chinese. She was unable to change the past, so she could only do her best to return some cultural relics.

Farlock didn't need Zhen Zhen's answer, he drank a drink and suddenly talked about his wife: "It must be my surname that brought me misfortune, I knew I should leave the family and go away with her. Another country." Farlock drank glass after glass of red wine, started talking about his acquaintance with his wife, and rambled about the love between the two.

"Did you see that pot of flowers on the windowsill?" Farlock asked suddenly.

Zhen Zhen's eyes fell on the pot of dead branches on the window sill, which can no longer be called a flower, except for a few roots that are still alive, other parts are completely dead.

"This was the last gift my wife gave me, but I didn't take good care of him." A cloudy tear slid down Farlock's face: "As long as you save it and make it bloom again , I will donate all the Huaguo collections in my collection to you free of charge."

Zhen Zhen laughed immediately, she retracted her previous thoughts, it is too easy for collectors who don't ask for money to make conditions.

Seeing Zhen Zhen's confident smile, Farlock gave her a mocking look: "Don't play those useless little abacuses, a Japanese came before, just to bring my flowers back and exchange them for a new one. Does he think I'm stupid for the idea of ​​planting a new plant? I told you, if you want the cultural relics of your country, you will treat it here, and I will watch this flower come to life again with my own eyes."

According to Zhen Zhen's ability, she can make it grow leaves and bloom in one second, but she has to restrain her ability outside, it can't be too exaggerated. Zhen Zhen took out a plastic bottle from her bag: "It happened that I did some research on plants. This is a nutritional supplement that I specially prepared. I originally planned to give it to a friend, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here."

Zhen Zhen took the vial and walked to the flower pot, Farlock couldn't wait to follow, after opening the bottle cap, Zhen Zhen suddenly turned her head and said, "Since you decided to let me save this pot of flowers, don't let anyone interfere. , or else who gets the credit for saving lives?"

"I know." Flock's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he kept urging Zhen Zhen: "Come on, let me see if your nutrient solution is effective."

Actually, this is an ordinary bottle of mineral water, which is used by Zhen Zhen to quench her thirst when she goes out, but in Zhen Zhen's hands, let alone mineral water, even tap water can work. Zhen Zhen unscrewed the bottle cap, slowly poured the water in, and gently pressed the wet soil with her fingers. A little bit of power drilled into the surviving roots along the soil, controlling them to absorb the water in the soil, and when the bottle of water was poured in, the power had already saved all the roots, but this Everything happens in the dirt, and nothing changes can be seen with the naked eye.

Farlock patiently stood by and waited for a long time, and found that a bottle of "nutrient solution" was poured in, and there was not much liquid left from the bottom of the basin, which means that the roots absorbed a lot of nutrients, which is in the It's never happened before. This year, many people came with the purpose of saving this pot of flowers, but no matter how many methods those people used, most of the water that was poured into it quickly flowed out, and there was very little time to save it.

Farlock breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhen Zhen with a much kinder look: "It seems that your nutrient solution really works, but how long will it take you to save my flowers?"

Farlock lives far from Paris, and it takes about three hours to drive. Zhen Zhen calculated the time on the bright side, and once a week is the limit: "I come once a week, and a month later this Dead branches will regenerate, new shoots will emerge in three months, and flower bones will emerge in four months.”

"Four months?" Farlock seemed a little regretful, but soon he nodded again: "Four months is four months, after all, for more than a year, you are the only one who can be sure The person who saves my flowers. If you can do what you say, I will give you all my Chinese collections."

"What do you plan to exchange for the other countries' collections?" Zhen Zhen blinked and asked slyly.

Farlock smiled: "Girl, you are a little cunning, that's not your country's."

"I know." Zhen Zhen said seriously: "But our country also has a lot of collections in their country, I can exchange these collections with them."

"It's quite clever." Farlock said indifferently: "Anyway, it's all going to be sent out, you can challenge it if you want." Farlock took Zhen Zhen to a dilapidated manor not far away: "This It was left by my grandfather, and I took her to visit here when I first met my wife, when we wrote each other what we wanted to say to each other, and then hid in a place for each other to find. At that time, the game was not over, we just I left because of some unexpected things, and I didn't find the note she wrote to me. Since my wife died, I suddenly remembered this incident, but I went in many times and didn't find the letter. If you If you can help me find it, I can send it to a country's collection."

Zhen Zhen scanned every corner with her consciousness and asked casually: "What else do you want?"

"Also, I hope to plant a piece of her favorite rose in front of my wife's grave, but I have cultivated it carefully for many years, but I still can't grow the rose I want. If you can fulfill my wish, I will send another country's collection." Zhen Zhen nodded, compared to the first two things, this matter is not too difficult for her, not to mention there is soil here, it is a bare stone, she can make it It blooms.

“Is there any more?” Zhen Zhen asked.

"The last thing..." Farlock looked at Zhen Zhen seriously: "You know, I have no relatives or friends. When you see where I live, you will find that I don't even have neighbors. You said, I have cancer, the doctor said that I can live up to six months, in fact, for me, death is not terrible, I can't be buried with her what I worry about. So my last wish is, when I die , please help me and my wife be buried in a grave."

Zhen Zhen's nose is sour: "It looks like you really love her."

"Yes." Farlock smiled: "I love it very much, by the way, don't forget to put my purple clay pots in our graves, Lily likes those things."

Lightly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Zhen Zhen showed a smile: "Is it convenient for you to find that letter with me now? I think I can guess where it is."

Farlock followed Zhen Zhen to the dilapidated manor and opened the door, Farlock looked more nostalgic: "My grandfather lived here, and I came to accompany him for a while when I was young. time. But my father didn't want to live in it since he died, he thought it was too old."

With a slight wave of his hand, the dust that had been brought up by the two people's walking quietly fell to the ground again. Due to disrepair, all the circuits here are broken, except for the broken windows that let in some sunlight. , all illuminated by the flashlight in Farlock's hand.

Zhen Zhen didn't go around in circles with him, she stopped directly under a photo, Farlock looked at the photo above with some memories on his face: "This is a photo of me and my grandfather when I was a child."

Zhen Zhen stood on tiptoe and took off the portrait, and a yellowed white paper fell from it. Farlock looked at the white paper that floated to his feet, and tears fell. It seems that some did not expect that the letter that he had been looking for for so many years was actually hidden behind a painting.

"Actually I should have guessed." Farlock picked up the letter and smiled: "This is the only photo I have in this house."

Zhen Zhen stretched out her hand and took the flashlight to help Farlock read the words on the paper. Farlock's eyes filled with tears, and it took a long time to see what was written on the paper. I don't know what was written, but after reading it, Farlock felt a little less sad and a little more smiling. He carefully folded the paper and put it in his breast pocket like a treasure.

"Is the second wish a rose?" Zhen Zhen came to the tomb, looked at the roses that looked small and pale in color, and took out a bottle of mineral water from her bag again.

*****

After leaving Farlock's house, Zhen Zhen and Xi Junjie discussed and decided to donate all the cultural relics obtained from abroad to the country, hoping to promote the return of cultural relics. It's really hard to buy them all.

The next week, Zhen Zhen came to Farlock's house again as agreed. The pot of dead branches on the window sill had been nourished by supernatural powers for a week. Look, you can vaguely see one or two small buds.

Zhen Zhen poured a bottle of mineral water and then went out to loosen the roses. Farlock sat in front of Lily's tomb and said softly, "Lili, you see, the roses have grown a lot more than before."

Five months later, Farlock passed away, leaving a will to give all the property and collection under his name to Li Mingzhen, a Chinese girl free of charge, and thanked her for taking care of her during this period of time.

According to Farlock's last wish, after Zhen Zhen buried him and Lily together, she transplanted the plant, which had recovered to life and produced beautiful flowers, beside their tombstones.

Gently exhaled the turbid air that accumulated in her chest, Zhen Zhen bowed respectfully to the tombstone. Back at Farlock's house, Zhen Zhen used the keys to open one treasure room after another. Although she got valuable treasures, Zhen Zhen's heart was still a little heavy because of Farlock's death.

Sitting quietly in Farlock's house for a day, Zhen Zhen regained her mood. She handed over the collections of Hua to the Chinese embassy in France and asked the embassy to help transport these cultural relics back to China and donate them to the country for free .

The return of this piece of cultural relics caused quite a stir. Buddha heads, jade seals, oracle bone inscriptions, part of the "Yongle Grand Ceremony", and Western Zhou bronzes are all invaluable cultural relics, especially the oracle bone inscriptions and "Yongle Grand Ceremony". high research value.

The return of the national treasure to the country is a major event of national celebration, and it is a matter of course to be published in the newspaper of the Hua Guoshe. After Yu Shoujing finished the news, he was a little confused. After thinking for a long time, he went to the office of Jiang Mengxuan, director of the International News Department: "I feel that I am at a loss for transferring Li Mingzhen to your department."

"It's not a loss for you to lose to the country, do you see how she can recover so many cultural relics if she doesn't go to France?" Jiang Mengxuan was enjoying the photo of the jade seal, "Where did you find a reporter like Li Mingzheng? Go, write the report well, and you can get a whole batch of cultural relics back, this little girl is really amazing."

Li Mingzhen didn't know at this time that her two leaders were praising her differently. At this time, she just adjusted her mood and was about to visit another collector, but several collectors from different countries came. knock on the door.

Seeing the guests from different countries sitting in the living room, Zhen Zhen smiled: "If you want to buy back the cultural relics of your country from me, I only have one condition, exchange the cultural relics of our country." Looking at one of the black-haired and yellow-skinned favorites, Zhen Zhen accentuated her tone: "I also have a lot of research on the subject of collection, so don't be embarrassed by the commonplace."

Half a month later, Zhen Zhen's collection of Farok has been exchanged with collectors from all over the world, Zhen Zhen made a phone call to Xi Junjie: "I have exchanged a lot of precious cultural relics, please help the embassy Shipping home!"

Xi Junjie smiled softly on the phone: "Does Ms. Li need to donate all these cultural relics to China?"

Zhen Zhen's big eyes are as cute as crescent moon: "Must!"

Another batch of cultural relics was sent back to China. Although there are not as many national treasures as the first time, the number of this batch is enough to shock the country. Like the first time, the cultural relics were directly sent to the Huaguo Museum and the Palace Museum, and the expert team identified the cultural relics one by one, and they were all genuine without exception.

"This reporter Li is really amazing. Not only does he have a patriotic heart, but the key is to see the cultural relics with accurate eyesight. Not only are these two batches of cultural relics precious and exquisite, some of them fill the gaps of many cultural relics in our country. At first glance, you have a full understanding of the knowledge of domestic cultural relics." An expert with white gloves said happily.

Xu Mengguo immediately raised his head proudly when he heard the words: "Don't look at who taught it, this Li Mingzhen is my student."

"True or false." The members of the expert group all looked at Xu Mengguo and saw that he was holding his head proudly. Several people responded: "This Li Mingzhen is indeed a graduate of Imperial College, but she Not from the history department, how can you be considered your student?"

Xu Mengguo said very proudly: "I have some relationship with this child, it is a long-term friendship, and I teach her knowledge of cultural relics. Before you sometimes asked me why I couldn't find me on weekends, that is, go to school. Li Mingzhen's family went to see cultural relics, this child received a lot of good things when she was in China, and she has three of Guangxuande stoves in different colors."

"Wow!" The eyes of all the experts lit up, and an old man about the same age as Xu Mengguo was envious: "This girl is not only good-looking, but also lucky. I have collected antiques all my life and have not received a Xuande one. Furnace."

He also hastened to establish a relationship with Xu Mengguo: "Old Xu, when Li Mingzhen returns to China, you will invite him to the museum on our behalf, and then we will also go to her house to sit and communicate with each other."

Xu Mengguo smiled: "She really likes to communicate this, but she has been on an assignment for three years this time, and it has only been half a year. Let's talk about it in two years."

"Li Mingzhen only went to France for half a year? Did you remember the date correctly?" asked a younger expert named Meng Shanlin. Seeing Xu Mengguo nodding blankly, the admiration on Meng Shanlin's face became even stronger: "I just went now. So many cultural relics are brought back in half a year, if they stay for three years, the cultural relics that Li Mingzhen brought back will probably fill this room.”

This is a newly opened warehouse. The others looked at the empty room and shook their heads in unanimous agreement: "If this room is filled with at least tens of thousands of cultural relics, Li Mingzhen will get these hundreds back. It's not easy."

At this time, Yu Shoujing of the Huaguo Society was immersed in writing, and the news of the return of a large number of fine cultural relics was enough to make the front page headlines tomorrow. After checking the content, Yu Shoujing felt a little complacent: "This Li Mingzhen is really good, let her go to France to write news, In the end, she made headlines by herself."