I'm really immortal

Museums are the diaries of human beings, civilizations, nations, and countries.

A country's museum demonstrates the accumulation and glory of history to a certain extent, and records the glory and shame of its ancestors.

Of course, some museums have rich collections of rare treasures from various countries and civilizations around the world. Apart from explaining that their ancestors were pirates, robbers, slave traders and drug dealers, they do not have much meaning. It is difficult to understand why they are so shameless. On the contrary, I am proud of it.

The Shonan Museum is not well-known in China, but its collection of national treasures that are actually prohibited from being exhibited abroad is second only to the National Museum and the National Palace Museum (including the Taipei branch).

The most famous one is naturally related to Mrs. Xin Zhui, but in Liu Changan's memory, he did not have a deep impression of the princes in the Junsha area.

Ants and princes are just waves in the long river, countless. Who would have thought that time would leave a wave to bloom in front of modern people, but it would shock the world with its elegance and magnificence.

The tomb of such an unknown woman in Chinese history has become one of the top ten precious tombs in the world. Anyone with some common sense knows that there are too many such tombs in Chinese history to be counted. It makes people wonder. There is some superiority and contempt in life. After all, there are many barbarians outside China. Even a few years of prosperity cannot change the mentality of Grandma Liu caused by the poor spirit and civilization of their ancestors.

When Liu Changan came to the museum, he discovered that the museum was closed for renovation. He had known about this for a long time, but he also remembered that it was said that it would reopen to the public in 2017, but he did not expect that the notice stated that it would be reopened to the public in November 2017. Around the month.

Liu Changan did things more or less randomly. He didn't investigate beforehand. He just walked here and found that the museum was not open, but he didn't feel disappointed. He didn't stay for a minute more, turned around and left.

Let's go buy vegetables. Liu Changan is going to buy some mustard greens.

"Little brother!"

A middle-aged man wearing a military green beret stopped Liu Changan. His hair around the ears was somewhat silvery. He was wearing casual clothes and sneakers. He held a bag with crocodile skin patterns under his arm and waved to Liu Changan. .

"Come to the museum? Are you interested in antiques and cultural relics?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

Liu Changan nodded, and the middle-aged man handed over a business card: Zhang Xingliang, editor of Xiangnan Museum Magazine.

The production of the business card is not exquisite, and the printing is even more ordinary. But after all, it does not say something like manager, chairman, president, etc. It is quite suitable as an editor's business card.

"This museum won't be reopened until at least next year. If you want to see the cultural relics inside, you have to go to the warehouse to see them." Zhang Xingliang pulled Liu Changan to the roadside.

A security guard from the museum glanced over. Zhang Xingliang threw a bag of betel nut over, and the security guard walked away.

"You see... we are all familiar with each other. Our Museum Magazine and the Museum are fraternal entities. You can enter their warehouse. If you want to take a look, I can take you there." Zhang Xingliang pointed to the alley behind him.

"How much?" Liu Changan asked.

"one hundred!"

Liu Changan thought it was a bit expensive, "I will come and see it for free next year."

"Can it be the same?" Zhang Xingliang said confidently, "Little brother, you don't know this, right? Generally, the exhibitions in museums are replicas, and most of the originals are in the warehouse... and now you can see them all. Wearing genuine products.”

"Okay." Liu Changan nodded reluctantly.

Zhang Xingliang led Liu Changan away, twisting and turning, around the construction area outside the museum, and came to a rolling shutter. After Zhang Xingliang looked left and right, he took out the key and opened it.

It is really a large warehouse inside, filled with all kinds of handicrafts. Several "national treasures" from the Shonan Museum are displayed in the center.

There is a slight light leakage from the ceiling of the warehouse, and a few lamps in the center are swaying. Various "cultural relics" are scattered and irregularly arranged around and in the center. At first glance, they are mainly bronzes from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, Spring and Autumn Period, and a large number of Utensils from the Warring States, Qin and Han Dynasties.

A set of chimes was placed at the door of the warehouse, with a crooked sign hanging next to it: "The officials of the Qing Dynasty usurped the etiquette of the princes to make the chimes of the king of Chu and Sun Gao." In the late Zhou Dynasty, the royal family was weak, and many princes and even ministers and officials had overstepped the etiquette system. ...This is also the reason why later feudal royal families were especially wary of arrogance of etiquette.

This set of chimes is not as good as the Zeng Yihou chimes collected by the Xiangbei Museum in terms of size and craftsmanship. Liu Changan looked away after taking one look at them.

"You pay the money first." Zhang Xingliang snapped his fingers.

Liu Changan paid the money and picked up a tiger talisman. The tiger talisman was exquisitely made, with shiny golden inscriptions and vivid expressions, but the tail was broken and became a flaw.

"How to sell this?" Liu Changan asked.

"one hundred."

"Twenty at most."

"This is a cultural relic!" Zhang Xingliang shook his head.

Liu Changan looked at Zhang Xingliang seriously, are you serious?

"Okay, twenty is twenty." Zhang Xingliang waved his hand.

Liu Changan gave him twenty and pocketed the tiger charm. Many of the heavyweight cultural relics in the museum actually have very exquisite replicas in case the originals are restored or loaned out for display. The museum also has its own store selling souvenirs. Tourist collections are also beautifully made replicas.

During normal operations, the price of such a Tiger Talisman souvenir should be more than 200, but it is a defective product, not to mention that Zhang Xingliang seems to be just using his job to sell public property for personal gain. For him, it is a business without capital, and it doesn't matter how much he sells.

Liu Changan also took a fancy to a ritual vessel from Zhao Jianzi of the Jin Dynasty, which is called the Square Pot with Phoenix Pattern Bronze Jianlian Lotus Cover and Dragon Pattern, because today he planned to buy some mustard greens to be dried in the sun to make dried coriander, and he just needed a container to hold vegetables.

Zhang Xingliang asked for two hundred for this Fang Hu, but Liu Changan refused. This exceeded his financial strength and consumption expectations.

Zhang Xingliang also saw that Liu Changan had no more money to dig out, and he was not as generous as other tourists who came to the Shonan Museum and did not want to gain anything.

"You can take a look at it." Zhang Xingliang was too lazy to greet Liu Changan and went to the side to chew betel nut.

After Zhang Xingliang left, it seemed that the entire warehouse was much quieter. Although the items placed here were only replicas and did not have the unique magnetic field of history to stir up emotions, the patterns, shapes and styles of utensils that were engraved in my mind were related to the famous heroes of the era. The names of the cultural relics together still made Liu Changan feel emotional.

The owner of the square pot in front of him, Zhao Jianzi, is Zhao Yang, the grandson of the orphan Zhao Wu in the movie "The Orphan of Zhao".

"The princes are rebels, why don't you send troops?" Zhao Yang, who was just starting out, angrily wondered that the emperor was in trouble, while the princes waited and watched.

"Shi Yang is treacherous and cunning, and the HD family is unmatched!" Zhao Yang was also young and unable to resist Shi Yang's plan to split the Zhao family.

"The punishment is not as good as the scholar-officials, and the courtesy is not as good as the common people? At least in our country of Jin, this has become a thing of the past." Zhao Yang's casting of the punishment tripod was the first time in the history of the Jin Dynasty that the national laws were clearly stated to the world, and the challenge was "the punishment is not as good as the common people." The privileged class based on "Shangdafu" challenged the entire class of scholar-bureaucrats in the Spring and Autumn Period. The Confucian sages headed by Confucius even criticized him verbally and writing... Although this matter was not decided and implemented by him alone.

From ancient times to the present, the real rulers of China, except for a very few, have always been the scholar-bureaucrat class. Those who challenge this class will all be infamous after death. Various exaggerated or fabricated stories are circulated. In their mouths, Qin Shihuang is the emperor. They are no different from bloodthirsty maniacs. Zhu Yuanzhang was ugly and brutal, and Yongzheng was harsh, harsh and stingy. If you look closely at history, you will know that these are the emperors who really dealt cruelly to the scholar-bureaucrat class.

Now they are trying to make a comeback... Liu Changan thought of many things about Zhao Jianzi, and gradually showed a calm smile.

476 BC:

"Sir... give me another hundred years, and I will definitely be able to..."

"..."

"Okay, Zhao Wuxie... If the Zhao family is in trouble in the future, my husband is in Jinyang, so he can be relied upon."

"Can."

History books only record what Zhao Yang said to his son Zhao Wuxie: When the Jin Kingdom is in trouble, Jinyang cannot be far away, so we must return home!

There is no previous text, no reason why Jinyang can rely on it, and no record of who Zhao Yang prayed for for another hundred years.

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