The museum is the diary of mankind, civilization, nation, and country.
A country's museum, to a certain extent, reflected the accumulation and glory of history, recording the glory and shame of the ancestors.
Of course, some museums have a rich collection of treasures from all over the world. Other than showing that their ancestors were pirates, robbers, slave traders, and drug dealers, there's not much meaning to it. It's hard to understand why they're so shameless.
The Xiangnan Museum isn't famous in China, but the number of national treasures that are prohibited from being exhibited abroad is only second to the National Museum and the Palace Museum (including the Taipei branch).
The most famous one is naturally Madam Xin Zhui. In Liu Changan's memory, he doesn't have a deep impression of the nobles around Junsha.
Ants and nobles are just waves in the long river. Who would have thought that a wave left behind by time would bloom in front of modern people with such elegance and beauty?
This tomb of an unknown woman in China's history had become one of the top ten most precious tombs in the world. Anyone with a little common sense would know that there are countless tombs like this in China's history. People can't help but feel superior and despise them. After all, there are many barbarians outside of China. Even after a few years of prosperity, it can't change the mentality of their ancestors and the barren civilization.
When Liu Changan arrived at the museum, he found that the museum was actually closed for renovation. He had known about this for a long time, but he also remembered that it was said that the museum would reopen to the public in 2017, but he did not expect that the announcement indicated that it would be around November 2017.
Liu Changan did things more or less recklessly. He didn't do any research beforehand. When he arrived at the museum, he realized that it wasn't open, but he didn't feel disappointed. He didn't stay for another minute and turned around to leave.
Liu Changan wants to buy some mustard vegetables.
"Brother!"
A middle-aged man wearing an army green beret called out to Liu Changan. The hair beside his ears is a little silver, and he's wearing casual clothes and sports shoes with a crocodile leather bag under his armpit. He waved to Liu Changan.
"Coming to the museum? You must be interested in antiques! "The middle-aged man said with a smile.
Liu Changan nodded and the middle-aged man handed him a name card: Editor of Xiangnan Museum Magazine, Zhang Xingliang.
The business card wasn't exquisite, and the printing was ordinary. However, it didn't say anything like manager, chairman, or president. It was quite suitable as an editor's business card.
"The museum won't reopen until next year. If you want to see the relics inside, you'll have to go to the warehouse." Zhang Xingliang pulled Liu Changan to the side of the road.
One of the museum's security guards glanced over. Zhang Xingliang threw a bag of betel nuts at him, and the security guard walked to the side.
"You see … we are familiar with each other. Our magazine and the museum are brothers, so we can enter their warehouse. If you want to take a look, I can take you there." Zhang Xingliang pointed at the alley behind him.
"How much?" Liu Changan asked.
"One hundred!"
Liu Changan felt that it was a little expensive. "I think it will be free next year."
"How can that be the same?" Zhang Xingliang said confidently. "Brother, you probably don't know about this. Most of the exhibits in the museum are replicas. Most of the originals are in the warehouse … Only now can you see all the originals."
"Okay." Liu Changan nodded reluctantly.
Zhang Xingliang led Liu Changan away. After a few turns, they bypassed the construction area outside the museum and came to a rolling gate. Zhang Xingliang looked left and right before taking out the key to open it.
It was a huge warehouse filled with all kinds of handicrafts. The "national treasures" of the Xiangnan Museum were displayed in the center.
The warehouse's ceiling was a little leaky, and the lights in the center were swaying. All kinds of "relics" were scattered around the warehouse. At first glance, they were mainly bronze artifacts from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. There were also a lot of artifacts from the Warring States, Qin, and Han Dynasties.
A set of chimes was placed at the entrance of the warehouse. Next to it was a crooked sign that said, "Ministers and Officials Arbitrarily Used the Feudal Rites to Make Chimes of King Sun of Chu." In the late Zhou Dynasty, the royal family was weak. Many feudal lords and even ministers and officials overstepped the rules of etiquette … This was also the reason why the feudal royal family was especially wary of overstepping the rules of etiquette.
The size and craftsmanship of this set of chimes were not as good as the chimes of Marquis Zeng Yihou in the Xiangbei Museum. Liu Changan took a look at it and then looked away.
"You pay for it first." Zhang Xingliang snapped his fingers.
Liu Changan paid and picked up a tiger amulet. The tiger amulet was exquisitely made. The golden inscriptions were shining, and the expression was vivid. The only flaw was that the tail was broken.
"How much is 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?
"Alright, twenty it is." Zhang Xingliang waved his hand.
Liu Changan paid twenty and kept the tiger amulet in his pocket. Many of the important cultural relics in the museum actually had very exquisite replicas in case the original ones were restored or lent out for exhibition. Moreover, the museum also had its own shop that sold souvenirs for tourists to collect. They were all exquisitely made replicas as well.
Under normal operation, the price of such a tiger amulet should be more than two hundred. However, this was a defective product. Moreover, Zhang Xingliang seemed to be using his job to peddle public property for personal gain. To him, it was a business with no capital. It did not matter how much he sold it for.
Liu Changan took a fancy to a ceremonial vessel that belonged to Zhao Jianzi from the Jin State. Its full name was the Phoenix Pattern Copper Lotus Lid and Dragon Pattern Square Pot. Liu Changan planned to buy some dried mustard to make dried coriander and needed a container to hold vegetables.
Zhang Xingliang asked for two hundred yuan for this square pot. Liu Changan rejected it. This was beyond his financial capability and consumption expectations.
Zhang Xingliang could also see that Liu Changan did not have much to gain from him. He was not as generous as the other tourists who came to the Xiang Nan Museum and did not want to leave empty-handed.
"Feel free to look around." Zhang Xingliang could not be bothered to entertain Liu Changan. He walked to the side to chew on betel nuts.
After Zhang Xingliang left, the entire warehouse seemed to have become much quieter. Even though the items placed here were only replicas and did not have the unique magnetic field of history that stirred one's emotions, the patterns and styles of the tools that were imprinted in one's mind, as well as the names of the relics that were associated with the illustrious geniuses of each era, still made Liu Changan sigh in his heart.
The owner of this square pot, Zhao Jianzi, was the grandson of Zhao Wu, the orphan from the movie "Orphan of Zhao", Zhao Yang.
"Wang Zichao is a rebel army. Why didn't you all send out your troops?" The inexperienced Zhao Yang was angry and doubtful. The Emperor was in trouble and the feudal lords were just watching.
"Shi Yang is cunning and the Handan family is stupid!" Zhao Yang was also young and inexperienced. He could not resist Shi Yang's plan to split the Zhao family.
"Don't punish the officials and don't punish the commoners? At least in Jin, this has become a thing of the past. " Zhao Yang's forging of the Punishment Cauldron was the first time in Jin's history that he announced the country's laws to the world. He challenged the privileged class based on "don't punish the officials". He challenged the entire Spring and Autumn Period scholar-officials class. The Confucian sages led by Confucius even condemned him … even though this matter was not decided and executed by him alone.
Since ancient times, except for a few, the true rulers of Huaxia had always been the scholar-officials class. Those who challenged this class were cursed after their death. There were all kinds of exaggerated or fabricated stories. In their mouths, Qin Shi Huang was no different from a bloodthirsty demon. Zhu Yuanzhang was ugly and cruel. Yongzheng was harsh and stingy. If one looked closely at history, one would know that these were the emperors who had truly dealt a heavy hand to the scholar-officials class.
Now they were trying to make a comeback … Liu Changan thought of many things about Zhao Jianzi and gradually revealed a calm smile.
476 BC:
"Sir … give me one more, give me one more hundred years, I can definitely …"
"…"
"Alright, Zhao Wuxu … if the Zhao family is in trouble in the future, you can be relied on in Jinyang."
"But."
The history books only recorded one sentence that Zhao Yang said to his son, Zhao Wuxu: "If Jin is in trouble, Jinyang is nowhere near, you must return!"
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