The journey starts from the Titanic

"I really don't understand. Are you really ignorant or pretending to be stupid?" Lin Yimin gave Zaifeng a blank look, and said coldly, "These are all from the Forbidden City in recent years. We bought some from Tianjin foreign cultural relic dealers. Yes, part of it was collected through Zhimeizhai, and part of it had to be grabbed back."

"Oh! I see, it turns out that you opened Zhimei Zhai, no wonder these things came here."

Zai Feng suddenly realized that, but he caused waves in his heart. No wonder these things looked familiar. Many of them originally came from Puyi. It stands to reason that these things should belong to the state, not Puyi, but now...

Doesn't it mean that these people have been focusing on Puyi from the beginning?All Puyi's actions are monitored by them, and there are almost no secrets at all. This is terrible!

Thinking of this, Zai Feng's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly. Pu Yi is the eldest of the family, with a special status, and he can't control him if he is bad. Except for the youngest children, several children in the family are close to Pu Yi. They are young and energetic. , I want to restore the Qing Dynasty...

I naturally understand the children's intentions, and it's not good to object, but they don't want to figure it out for themselves, this full of people, they can't come back.

Blindly insisting, the price is great.

Lin Yimin saw Zaifeng's performance one by one, and smiled inwardly: Are you scared now?

That's right, Lin Yimin wanted to warn Zaifeng and the old and young children of the Manchu Dynasty. We already know your thoughts, and we know all your actions.

Lin Yimin also understands Zaifeng's thoughts. Zaifeng is a past person and has experienced many things. He is a sensible person and will not have any wrong thoughts. Lin Yimin does not want to tear his face with him.

"In order to buy these things, we spent a lot of money, no less than a million. It's not that we are stupid and have a lot of money. We don't want to hurt our peace until the last moment."

Lin Yimin smiled.

Zaifeng nodded, his complexion became a little more bloody, but his mood was not relaxed at all. There is Zhi Gong Party in the south and Zhang Zuolin in the north. If Pu Yi and the others jump out, the end will be miserable!

He also understood Lin Yimin's mind, he just warned himself.

After working with American China Bank for several years, Zaifeng knew the strength of the Wuhan Zhigong Party and also understood their minds. Regardless of the military leaders in the north dancing happily, they could hardly become a climate, even Zhang Zuolin in the northeast.Zaifeng was not optimistic about him either.

"We are pacifists and don’t have excessive thoughts about the Manchus. You see that we have done so many things, spent so much effort, and organized and protected every treasure. You know that we are in awe of history. heart.

These things belonged to the country in the past, they also belong to the country now, and they will remain unchanged in the future.For many reasons, we cannot make it public, but I believe that in the future, citizens will be able to see the legacy of the ancestors in the National Museum!"

Lin Yimin promised.

"National Museum?!"

This is the end of these cultural relics?

Not good, not bad.

Zai Feng nodded and shook his head, not knowing what to say.

In short, he knew that Tanglin had been stolen and the treasure would not be recovered.

More importantly, my family is still on the monitoring list of others.

"By the way, here are some photos of Dongling." Lin Yimin seemed to remember something, and returned to the first safe room to show Zaifeng the photos taken by the intelligence agent during the robbery of Sun Dianying's tomb.

From the photos, the tomb was not seriously damaged, and Cixi's coffin was still intact. Zaifeng breathed a sigh of relief, still not completely relieved.

"The situation inside is roughly like this. The entrance to the hole has been re-sealed. If you don't worry, there seems to be a secret road left by the Intelligence Bureau. You can send someone to see it."

Lin Yimin said.

In addition to the vault, there are a lot of emotions.

With the help of Lin Yimin, he sent someone back to check the imperial tomb secretly. The situation was similar to what Lin Yimin said. The treasures inside were empty, and the remains of the ancestors were rarely preserved.

This was the best result, and Zai Feng gradually lost most of the resentment in his heart. Of course, he would naturally not let go of Sun Dianying's group.

What disturbed him was that there was Sun Dianying and Ma Fucai. I heard that Ma Fucai was also about to move around. He was very unwilling to do something big.

Zaifeng had to find Lin Yimin again.

This made Lin Yimin a little embarrassed, and Lin Yimin had to discuss with Master Absinthe.

Lin Yimin didn't know how the Intelligence Bureau dealt with Ma Fucai. The matter would not be resolved. Later, until the Wuhan government liberated Hebei, Dongling was never stolen again.

The Tanglin stolen storm is over, but after Zaifeng returned to Tianjin, he lost his temper and scolded the children at home. The effect is unknown.

There are also the things he experienced in Wuhan, and those conversations with Lin Yimin, he was also tight-lipped, and he didn't want to let the trouble come out of his mouth. After all, this involved too much.

Even if it is exposed, people will make the museum plan public, and the treasures will be returned to the country. Let's see who the people in the world are scolding?

Chapter 180

Wu Manli hugged Song Qingfeng who was ignorant and kissed, and smiled.

Wu Sinan also got close and kissed the baby, and coaxed: "Little Treasure must grow up quickly, my brother will show you to play!"

"This kid!"

Wu Manli looked back at Song Meiling. Zhang Youyi stood beside her with a smile on her face, thinking: Although the relationship between these two amazing women is not long, they are rare to be genuine.

Song Meiling smiled warmly, took the baby from Wu Manli's hand, and gently placed him on the crib.

"The child was more upset in the first few years, so remember to be patient." Wu Manli told Song Meiling.

Song Meiling nodded and smiled: "Sister Wu is interested, I will pay attention. It is windy outside, I will not send you off, I wish you a good journey!"

After speaking, he knelt down and touched Wu Sinan's head, hugged him, and encouraged: "Xiao Nan should study hard and listen to her mother. Next time Auntie goes to Nanhua to bring you delicious food, OK?"

"Yeah!" Wu Sinan nodded seriously and shook hands with Song Meiling to say goodbye.

"And you Youyi, don't forget to promise your sister." Wu Manli said to Zhang Youyi again, as if to remind Zhang Youyi of something.

"Don't worry, Sister Wu, we will see you again soon." Zhang Youyi nodded.

The mother and son parted in Meilu, and the car slowly drove out of East Lake.

Wu Manli looked out the window. The view of East Lake was a bit lingering. Thinking of her experience in Meilu these days, she smiled and felt relaxed.

"Si Nan, how is Tangshan here?" Wu Manli asked Wu Sinan with a smile.

Tangshan means hometown of the motherland. It is very popular in South China. Many people call the homeland Tangshan.

"The bridge is so big and long. There are so many people. The Yangtze River is so big and big. It's much bigger than the Zhiwen River on our side. The duck neck is also delicious, but it's too spicy. Well, the uncles and aunts here are so enthusiastic. He gave me a lot of things, and Uncle Lin and Aunt Huang also played with me."

Wu Sinan thought for a while and replied.

Wu Manli nodded and said, "Well, your uncle Yimin is different from others. He has a good relationship with our family and father, so he naturally loves you."

He touched his son's head with a smile, and asked with a smile, "Since you said the Yangtze River is so long, do you remember the poems of the Yangtze River taught by the teacher?"

"Nian Nujiao is nostalgic for the past in Chibi. When the great river goes eastward, the waves are exhausted, the eternal lover..."

Lang Lang's poems sounded, and on the way back, Wu Manli was in a good mood, with unexplainable comfort.