The Peerless God of War of the Female President

LD City, the underground exhibition hall of the Big Y Museum.

A group of people looked at Zuo Ran with strange eyes, as if they were waiting for her to reveal the so-called evidence.

"Just you guys, are you still learning? Do you know that the dragon robe, as the emperor's dress, is guarded by special personnel, and it is impossible for a little court lady to steal it!"

"Also, Emperor Kangxi reigned for 60 years, and he only made three dragon robes in his life. One was made when he was enthroned at the age of 8, the second was made when he was 16 years old, and the last one was made. It was made when he abdicated to become the Supreme Emperor, of these three pieces, only the last one was kept, and the other two pieces were all taken as his funeral objects."

"As for the last one, 200 years ago, when the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded the capital of Xia Kingdom, you took it away. You shamelessly set the royal garden on fire and burned it. Now, in order to cover up your banditry, you even Don't you feel shameless for forcing the origin of this dragon robe to an innocent court lady?"

After hearing Zuo Ran's impassioned words, everyone dared not look directly at her, and subconsciously turned their faces away.

Because among these people, many are the countries to which the Eight-Power Allied Forces belonged.

John Rice smiled and said: "Ma'am, although you accused me of nonsense, everything you said was unfounded speculation. I can also accuse you of nonsense, but I am not intend to do so."

"The purpose of everything we are doing now is to eliminate cultural barriers between different ethnic groups and resolve historical hatred. What you are doing now has deviated from the original intention of our event."

"I bother!"

Zuo Ran spat mercilessly, put his hands on his hips and said loudly: "Since last year, you have been following country M to slander and suppress Xia country in all kinds of rude ways. The aircraft carrier walked around our door, cracked down on our investment companies in your country Y, and raised taxes on our exported goods in various ways. This is what you call forgetting hatred? Do you dare to be more shameless? "

John Rice was sprayed by Zuo Ran, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice and said: "Ma'am, we only talk about cultural exchanges, nothing else."

"Shameless!"

Zuo Ran made a disgusted expression, then turned around and walked back to Yang Chen's side, with a look of 'I'm too lazy to talk to you'.

"Miss, due to your attitude towards this event, I don't think you came here for the purpose of friendly communication, so I will ask my security personnel to send you out."

"Look, hurry up!"

Zuo Ran sneered disdainfully: "You want to drive me away? It's not that easy. Have you ever heard that it's easy to invite God and difficult to send God away?"

John Rice said with a low face: "Miss Ran, I hope you can cooperate with us in our work, so as not to cause any unpleasantness!"

"Yo, so you know me? You called me 'Ms.' for a long time. Are you playing dumb?"

A small detail of John Rice was caught by Zuo Ran, but he was stunned speechless again.

Yang Chen, who had been silent all this time, took two steps forward, stood in front of John Rice, and said slowly: "Minister Rice, your attitude towards my sister makes me very unhappy. Now, I want to You immediately apologize to her and promise not to make this stupid mistake again."

John Rice was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said with a smile to everyone: "Everyone, do you really think I'm wrong? Miss Ran's words and actions have shown extremely violent. I think she It's a safety hazard for all of us, what's wrong with that?"

"You are the hidden danger, and your whole family is a hidden danger!"

Zuo Ran just wanted to continue spraying, but was stopped by Yang Chen's eyes, so he could only give up resentfully.

"Minister Rice, if you apologize to my sister now, I can pretend that nothing happened, and then we can withdraw from this event, but if you don't apologize, then all the consequences caused by it must be borne by you." You are in charge."

"Hehe, the consequences?"

Rice showed a contemptuous smile: "Mr. Yang is threatening me?"

"This is just my kind reminder, but if you insist on seeing him as a threat, then it is a threat."

Yang Chen's eyes instantly became sharper, and his voice became much colder.

"Ahem, Mr. Yang, you should know that the reason why you were invited depends entirely on your wife, who is the Duke of our big Y royal family. Your current attitude will make people question the legitimacy of her identity."

Yang Chen snorted coldly: "It's not up to others to question the legitimacy of her identity, and you don't need to threaten me with such words."

Rice leaned close to Yang Chen's ear, and said softly: "You are wrong, I am not an ordinary person, I can use the reason of 'misbehavior', together with other ZF officials, to propose to Her Majesty the Queen, to deprive your wife of her title , I am not threatening this, because I can really do it!"

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and he said slowly: "Then why don't you try it?"

"Yang Chen, this is country Y. I'm a government official, and at the ministerial level. Do you know what the consequences will be if you conflict with me?"

"of course I know."

Yang Chen smiled and said: "First of all, you will be dismissed by your prime minister, and then you will be blacklisted by me, so that all companies that have economic ties with the Yang family will not hire you, and this kind of companies all over the world."

"Afterwards, you will be abandoned by your master because you have no use value. They will no longer care about your life and death, but you dare not speak out at all, because you know the consequences of talking nonsense in your heart, so the rest of your life, you can only do it again. Drunkenness and poverty are no better than a stray dog."

The two stood facing each other, looking directly at each other, and there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder spreading in the air.

"You won't hear a single word related to apology from my mouth. I really want to know what method you will use to get the prime minister to remove me!"

"Yes, as I wish. In fact, I don't want to hear your hypocritical apology. Try not to quarrel if you can. This is the best way to resolve conflicts."

John showed a disdainful smile, then raised his hand to look at his watch, and said to himself: "It's 09:30 in the morning, and this exhibition ends at eleven o'clock. When you walk out of here, if I If you have not been dismissed, then my counterattack may be unbearable to you."

"It won't be that long, you'll be getting a call from your prime minister soon."

"Hehe, then I'll wait."

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After Yang Chen finished speaking, he walked straight to a glass display case covered with a black cloth, and tore off the cloth.

In this glass showcase, there is an incomplete stele with dense cuneiform characters engraved on it.

"This stele, called the Rosetta Stele, is a cultural relic of ancient AJ. It is engraved with the edict of King Ptolemy V's enthronement in XL and AJ characters. It was plundered by the people of Y during the war between Y and F. And regard it as the treasure of the town hall."

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Yang Chen repeated his old trick, tearing off a piece of black cloth covering the showcase again.

"This, called Yani's Book of the Dead, was created between 1200 and 1300 BC, and it can be called the ceiling in AJ's fine art. This painting was finally placed in Yani's tomb as a funeral object, and Y The Chinese put it in their own museum majestically by robbing the tomb."

"This is the "Portland Vase", which was made 2000 years ago. It is considered to be the best gem glass vessel preserved in Ozhou 2000 years ago. However, it is from the ancient LM."

Yang Chen finished speaking quickly, then walked to the largest glass display case in the exhibition hall, and yanked off the black cloth, revealing the exquisite murals inside.

"And this, I believe you all know its origin and source in your heart!"

Yang Chen's sharp eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally landed on John Rath.

"This is the Dunhuang mural of our country of Xia! It was shamelessly stolen by the robbers of country Y 200 years ago. Together with the stolen, there are 45 volumes of "Yongle Dadian" and [-] volumes of scriptures!"

"The cultural exchange you are talking about is this? A descendant of a robber, showing off the cultural relics stolen from their ancestors to the descendants of the victim, and shyly saying that this is the national property of your country Y, is simply shameless!"

"In the entire museum, how many items are your own? How many of them were stolen from all over the world with your foreign guns and cannons? You are also worthy to talk about culture? Have you ever owned culture? !"