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Chapter 16 The Dilapidated "Yongle Canon"

Chuhe's heart suddenly rose to his throat again. He was worried that the old lady would continue to make things difficult for him. If this was the case, he would have nothing good to eat in the next few days.

After all, when a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why, let alone an old man who seems unreasonable.

Chuhe panicked when Cheng Xiulan saw it, so he asked, "Old lady Cheng Cheng, what's wrong?"

Cheng Xiulan immediately apologized arrogantly: "It is true that I spoke too harshly just now, I don't think you will take it to heart, but!"

"Don't think that if you win this time, your Beijing faction is better than our Su faction, and none of our Su factions are cowards."

After saying that, she turned around and looked at Lan Qi: "You shameless thing, come with me!"

All of a sudden, all the people in the venue dispersed.

Chu He felt a little baffled. He felt that she was really like a child who had to fight for face. Was this the case?
Xu Tongshan and Yang Shuo came to Chuhe's side at this time, Xu Tongshan asked Chuhe: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Chuhe replied with a smile.

Yang Shuo clasped his fists together, admiring him sincerely: "I admire you, I admire you. I never thought you would dare to provoke Mrs. Cheng. I really admire you."

"Brother Chuhe, don't be afraid. If that old witch still dares to trouble you, I'll tell grandpa." Xu Tongshan also disliked Cheng Xiulan all morning, and complained wildly after she left.

Xu Jingchun and Zhang Yongjin came over, and Chu He saw Xu Jingchun smiling as if he had won a victory.

Xu Jingchun nodded with satisfaction: "Chuhe, today you can be regarded as giving us the face of the Beijing faction, and finally helped us out."

Zhang Yongjin, who didn't have a word of praise on weekdays, today also praised Chuhe: "To be honest, I also thought it was Baisongshi at first, but I didn't dare to say it. I didn't expect that you kid would dare to speak. You are brave enough. Kind of like me."

"Like you, like you, everything good is like you?"

At this time, Tian Guyi snorted coldly, came to Chuhe, pointed to him and said, "Don't forget, Chuhe is just lent to you to destroy their prestige, don't make Chuhe look like you He looks like the successor of the Beijing faction!"

"Yo, the old Tian is protecting the calf and jealous." Xu Jingchun laughed and said, "Aren't we all on the same side? What are your students and my students?"

Finally, under the good words of Zhang Yongjin and Xu Jingchun, Tian Guyi finally agreed that during this period, Chuhe would be the young representative of the Beijing School.

Although this young representative did not have much say in the following seminars, experts or scholars from other factions no longer dared to ridicule the joke that there is no one in the Beijing faction.

Because of the late time, Xu Tongshan finally failed to take Chuhe out for a stroll around the streets of Kyoto, so Xu Tongshan had no choice but to exchange good night with Chuhe sullenly, and then returned to her room.

Early the next morning, Chu He was woken up by the alarm clock.

He reached out to the side of the bedside table in a daze, trying to pick up his phone and turn off the alarm.

But as the phone started free falling from the table, Chu He suddenly jumped up from the bed.

Looking at the crack on the phone's tempered film, he couldn't help but hold his forehead, and sighed, "A beautiful morning starts with breaking the film."

Chu He didn't dare to stay in bed. After simply washing up and eating breakfast, he followed everyone to the hotel entrance and walked to the restoration room of the museum.

The National Museum is not far from the hotel, across two streets.

I don't know if it's because they woke up too early, Wangfujing Street seems to have not woken up yet, and there are not many people walking around.

Chu He saw a bus parked at the door of the church opposite. Many people got out of the car and walked towards the church.

After crossing Dongdan Street, the group of them finally came to the museum.

Cheng Xiulan couldn't help complaining: "I said, Lao Zhang, if you don't have a car for us tomorrow, I won't go. My legs hurt when I left this early in the morning. I don't have the sharp legs of those old Xutou. "

Obviously, Cheng Xiulan is still worried about losing the game yesterday.

Although Zhang Yongjin was also angry, he still replied: "Okay, I will find someone to prepare the car tomorrow."

After entering the restoration room, Zhang Yongjin immediately ordered someone to take out the rare copy of "Yongle Dadian" in the collection.

Everyone has some expectations.

Due to many reasons, "Yongle Dadian" was seriously damaged, so it has never been displayed to the world.

Therefore, most of the experts present have not seen the rare copy of "Yongle Dadian" with their own eyes.

The same is true for Chuhe. He is very excited and wants to see the largest encyclopedia in the history of the world.

However, when the staff of the museum slowly lifted the box to the table and took out the "Yongle Dadian" from it, Chu He was dumbfounded.

What kind of ancient books and cultural relics are these? It's just a pile of waste paper.

Chu He looked at the rare books in front of him and found that the edges and backs of some books were broken or scattered, and some even had signs of burning or water damage on the edges.

Tian Guyi stepped forward and gently touched the rare book, and found that the paper was so crisp that it would break if touched
Chu He was thinking about it in his mind at the moment. He once remembered that when he was upgrading his primary experience in ancient book restoration technology, he vaguely recalled the case of predecessors repairing the "Yongle Dadian".

At that time, craftsmen in the late Ming Dynasty should have repaired 40 volumes. Some of them had their binding changed to thread binding, and some book covers were also changed to blue.

Cheng Xiulan looked at Zhang Yongjin with a dark face: "I said Lao Zhang, how did this "Yongle Dadian" become like this?"

Although Mr. Chen was used to big scenes, when faced with nearly a hundred volumes of "Yongle Dadian", he still shook his head: "I'm afraid this is a big project."

Zhang Yongjin said that he was also helpless, explaining: "When I took over the museum, I discovered that "Yongle Dadian" had been placed in a nanmu cabinet in the rare book library. Because it was so dilapidated, no one could repair it at the time, so it remained there. Leave it on hold.”

"In the second week after I took office as the director, I already applied for approval from my superiors to restore the "Yongle Dadian". As you know, applying for this thing requires time and process. No, as soon as the approval comes, I will I'll organize you to come over immediately."

Chuhe also heard a lot of helplessness from Zhang Yongjin's tone.

"Little Shuo, tell the big guy about this book." Old Chen looked at Yang Shuo.

Yang Shuo nodded immediately: "These "Yongle Dadian" are written by the Jiajing Inner Mansion of the Ming Dynasty. They are packaged on the back. The books are large and have no leaf guards. The leaves are leather paper, about 0.09mm thick, and the pH value is 7.4."

"That's enough, that's enough, we all have the information in our hands, so we can pick the ones that are useful." Cheng Xiulan said impatiently.

Yang Shuo was so frightened by Cheng Xiulan's interruption that he didn't know where to start, so he hesitated.

Seeing that Yang Shuo was speechless, Mr. Chen looked at Chu He and asked kindly: "Baby, can you tell me?"

"Ah? Me?" Chuhe was stunned for a moment. His mood at this moment was like being called in class.

"It's okay, just talk about it." Old Chen gestured.

"I think judging from the damaged parts of "Yongle Dadian", improper equipment configuration is one of the main reasons for the damage!"

After observing for a while, Chuhe expressed his thoughts.

　I'm looking for tickets, collections, and book lists for the small building~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)