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At this time, when Qian Lao and others smiled and slowly came to the restaurant for the secret battle between Yu Feibai and Tang Qinghua.

The dinner was very rich, and everyone had a great time and had a happy chat. After more than an hour, the dinner was over. Wei Zhuo seemed to have something to say hello to everyone, and then left.

Afterwards, everyone returned to the living room and continued to chat.

Time passed without realizing it, and it was past ten o'clock in the evening. The two old men were old and were a little weak in energy, and they were obviously tired. Seeing this, Wang Guan and others immediately advised them to go and rest.

Mr. Zhou did not show off his strength, and felt that he had almost had a chat, so he took Qianlong's pastel porcelain bottle home. As for Mr. Qian, he asked Wang Guan and the others to go back to their room to rest after he was relieved.

To be honest, not only were the two old people tired, but the other people's conditions were not much better. Needless to say, Wang Guan got up early and went out to get the big stove back. As for Tang Qinghua and Yu Feibai, they didn't sleep all night, so they rested for a few hours during the day, and then drove in a hurry and rushed back to the capital in dust.

The fact that the three of them can survive until now is a proof of their youthful and strong health.

So the three of them didn't have the intention to chat next, and they didn't even have the motivation to return to Tang Qinghua's residence, so they just stayed overnight in Qian's hometown. Pi Qiushi felt embarrassed and wanted to say goodbye, but he also felt that the opportunity was rare, so at the invitation of Yu Feibai, he stayed in half and half.

After being speechless all night, Wang Guan slept very peacefully. The next day, he woke up with a swaying sound. During this period, he heard waves of sounds, either majestic or soft and melodious, a bit like the performance of a band.

Wang Guan got up in a daze. When he looked through the window, he saw a flock of pigeons flying through the air. A whistle should have been hung on these pigeons. Whenever the flock of pigeons flew in the wind, the whistle emitted a loud and crisp sound.

In fact, Wang Guan also knew that it was a scene when placing pigeons in the capital, but he lived in Tang Qinghua these days and had no chance to appreciate it. Now that he saw it, he got what he wanted.

For a moment, Wang Guan did not rush to wash up. He leaned against the window and looked at the flock of pigeons, and saw pigeons of different colors hovering around the sky at the door of the mansion.

It circled again and again, gradually rising, and soared into the sky, as small as a butterfly. Then the pigeons slowly landed again. As they circled and turned, the whistles on the pigeons had different angles of wind and sounds. It was very wonderful.

"Wang Guan, are you awake?"

At this time, Tang Qinghua's voice came from the window opposite, and it was obvious that he also heard the whistle of a pigeon.

"It's early."

Wang Guan responded and then went to wash his face and brush his teeth. After a while, he walked out and found that the pigeon flock was still circling in the air, but it was no longer a group, but several groups of pigeons hovering in the air. The scene was very spectacular.

"It's not bad."

At the same time, Tang Qinghua also came out and smiled: "Actually, I also want to raise a group of people, but I don't have the heart to take care of them. And I have to keep them in the courtyard to have an atmosphere, so I gave up this idea."

Wang Guan nodded and asked curiously: "How to tell if there are so many flocks of pigeons?"

"Of course, we must train carefully, let the pigeons be like the army, obey orders and obey commands." Tang Qinghua smiled and said, "I don't have this patience, so I just don't raise them."

"Young people are like this, afraid of this and that, many excuses." At this time, an old-fashioned voice came, and Yu Feibai covered his mouth and beat Ah Yai slowly walked over, and said with a lesson: "To put it bluntly, it's just laziness!"

"You are not the same." Tang Qinghua rolled his eyes and said, "It's worse than me. You can raise a cat to death."

"What, that's not my business. Didn't it mean that cats are very smart? I just put all the food for a few days together and let it eat it according to the amount. Who told it to finish it all..." Yu Feibai shouted.

For a moment, Wang Guan smiled speechlessly: "It is a very stupid behavior to make cats as smart as humans."

"That's right, that's it." Tang Qinghua smiled and said, "You must have had a short circuit at that time."

"Get out of here, I don't know who bought a turtle and thought he could live forever without feeding. So he threw it directly at the foot of the bed. He didn't expect to smell a decadent smell in a few days." Yu Feibai said contemptuously: "What's even more ridiculous is that someone thought his socks were not washed..."

The two were exposing each other's shortcomings, Wang Guan listened with interest, and then came to the hall slowly. At this time, Mr. Qian had already gotten up and was having breakfast. Next to him was Lu Zhen, and Pi Qiushi.

However, what surprised Wang Guan was that his family, Director Wang of the Forbidden City, was also among them. Seeing Director Wang, Wang Guan would not complain about the ghosts in his heart, but he just thought that the good ones would not come, and the people who came were not good.

"My friend Wang, have fun in the capital these days." At this time, Director Wang smiled and said, "The capital is a good place, with countless scenic spots and historical sites, and you need to carefully savor..."

Director Wang’s ordinary words may be due to psychological effects. Wang Guan always feels like something is in his words, so he just smiled and didn’t say anything. Silence is golden.

This is the attitude that makes Director Wang very helpless. The so-called contact with each other requires communication to establish the relationship. The problem is that just talking but not speaking is called a one-man show.

"Come for breakfast." Next to him, Old Qian smiled and said, "Wang Guan, Director Wang came over, but it brought good news."

"Have the guqin been repaired?" Wang Guan asked quickly, with joy on his face.

"That's right, we're going to sleep all the time..." Director Wang nodded quickly. He originally planned to promote the contributions of the Palace Museum, but when he saw Lu Zhen who seemed to be smiling, he immediately became depressed and said, "It's a bit exaggerating. In fact, it's not difficult to practice the piano. He is mainly studying the musical fit of the piano."

Wang Guan ignored the fit and asked directly: "Where is the guqin repaired?"

"About this question, it is exactly what I'm here today."

Director Wang was distressed, but his face was filled with a warm smile: "Little Friend Wang, you must know that Jiao Weiqin is a very, very precious cultural relic..."

"No matter how precious it is, it's my thing." Wang Guan looked suspicious and said to himself: "Is it true that Liu Bei borrowed Jingzhou and didn't plan to repay it if he borrowed it?"

"cough!"

Director Wang was a little embarrassed and shook his head quickly and said, "Don't get me wrong, we have never thought about it like this..."

What a weird thing!

When this was said, even Director Wang himself didn't believe it. I remember that last night, a group of colleagues were still discussing how to "take possession of things for themselves". However, some things are easy to say but difficult to implement.

Subconsciously glanced at Mr. Qian, Director Wang sighed in his heart. With this great Buddha in charge, some methods that cannot be used to the table can lead to a stillbirth without having to speak.

The matter is obvious. If you want to keep Jiaoweiqin, the key is Wang Guan's attitude. He willingly agreed, so naturally everyone will be happy. If he disagrees... no one can force it.

Thinking of this, Director Wang sighed again and continued to persuade him.

The words are not new, they can be called clichés, but they simply emphasize the importance of Jiao Weiqin. Such things belong to the common wealth of the people of the whole country. I hope Wang Guan will carry forward his style and donate it. Of course, the tone must be very tactful and not so direct. But in the final analysis, this is what it means.

Wang Guan was vague about this, either turning a deaf ear to it, or looking confused, as if he couldn't understand it. Half an hour later, after breakfast was finished, Director Wang was still muttering, and his long-windedness was comparable to that of Tang Monk.

At the same time, when he received a signal from Wang Guan's help, Yu Feibai smiled and asked, "Director Wang, since the guqin has been repaired, when will he send it back?"

"this……"

The rebel general made Director Wang hesitate and didn't know how to respond.

"Tsinghua brothers, what era is the Jiaoweiqin they mentioned? Mingqin, Yuanqin, Songqin, can't it be the Tangqin?" At this time, Pi Qiushi still didn't understand the situation, and simply thought that the Jiaoweiqin was a Jiaowei guqin. Or he already knew what was going on, but he just couldn't believe it, so he asked Tang Qinghua to confirm.

"The Jiaoweiqin is the Jiaoweiqin." Tang Qinghua blinked and said, "Don't you know? It's Cai Yong who saved a piece of wood from the fire stove and made the Jiaoweiqin."

"It's really Jiaowei!" Pi Qiushi was amazed. However, no one laughed at him, and even understood his mood. In fact, they were also shocked when they learned that the Guqin was Jiaowei.

However, even when I saw a few people nodding to confirm, Pi Qiu still didn't believe it, and with a little confused, I couldn't accept this fact: "Can the guqin that has been for two thousand years still be passed down to this day?"

"Why can't it?" Director Wang said patiently: "You know, there are still relics of the guqin from the Warring States Period..."

"That's different." Pi Qiushi shook his head and said, "The guqin in the Warring States Period had formed objects similar to charcoal fossils, and they were damaged in appearance, leaving only the outline... Oh, did Brother Wang find the fragments of Jiaoweiqin?"

"It's not a fragment, but a very complete body of the piano, the kind that can be played with just a string peg." Director Wang sighed: "So I said that this is simply a miracle."

"Wait, let me slow down first..." Pi Qiushi rubbed his eyebrows and opened his eyes wide and said, "It's really the famous Qin Jiaowei, not the tomb of Cao Cao?"

"Absolutely, there is physical evidence here for everyone to study."

Speaking of this, Director Wang glanced at Wang Guan and added: "Of course, the premise is to get permission from my friend. By the way, we also plan to hold a press conference, and the research results will be announced to the world..."
Chapter completed!