trustee of the gods

Most of the rest are in ruins, and only a small part of information can be obtained.

It seems that after the Mongols attacked Lin'an back then, they probably destroyed a large part of the ancient books, so a large amount of historical information has a very long gap.

And Li Yi even brought a few Tang Dynasty poems from the Song Dynasty. Li Bai had more than 1000 poems in his life, but less than 110 have survived until now.

Li Yi brought back a lot this time. Although these books were less than 300 years old, he still brought them back for the sake of his feelings.

These things are placed in Li Yishou, at best they can be regarded as books that can barely get information.

If these books are sold, maybe some money can be exchanged.

But the problem is that this kind of thing is not easy to sell at all. Many books have been completely lost, and it is even impossible to determine whether they exist or not.

And if you want to sell this kind of thing, Li Yi will take a very big risk.

It's better to sell those oil paintings for quick money, and there is basically no risk, just find an auction house to entrust them.

Li Yi sat in the hotel and looked at those books and thought for a long time. He was thinking about how to get rid of these things?

After a long time, Li Yi slowly dialed a number on his mobile phone, "Hello, is this Ambassador Fan? That's right, it's me.

Yes, I do have something on hand that I would like to donate.ok ok thank you! "

After chatting with Ambassador Fan for a while, Li Yi already had a way to get rid of the batch of ancient books in his hand, just donate them directly.

At the same time, you can also ask someone to help you identify the real value of other cultural relics in your hands.

Of course, donating cultural relics is not so easy to donate. Maybe many people think that they donate something, why should they bother?

The main reason is that in recent years, fraudulent donations have been repeatedly banned.

What's more, they don't want to pay the appraisal fee, and let experts appraise cultural relics for free in the name of donation.

Archaeologists are not monkeys, how could they let others play around like this every day.

As a result, the matter of donation has become more and more cumbersome, just to avoid those who donate fraudulently to a certain extent.

Of course, it is inevitable that some people who really own cultural relics and want to donate will be turned away.

Li Yi contacted Ambassador Fan in advance, he should have friends in this regard.

At that time, please ask someone to help identify it in advance, and then donate directly, avoiding tossing back and forth.

The next day, Capital University.

Li Yi looked at the majestic Capital University, if he didn't get that page, he started to travel around the world.

He couldn't get into such a good university either.

After all, sometimes it is not necessarily your grades that determine which university you go to, it may also be where you live.

Li Yi entered the guard room. The school is not open today.

However, he had made an appointment in advance, and Li Yi quickly walked towards the northwest of the school with a dozen ancient books in his hand, where there was a family building.

There are even some single-family small courtyards, and the person Li Yi is looking for is inside.

He Hanlan, the leader of Chinese archaeology.

Li Yi originally just wanted to find someone to help, but he really didn't expect Ambassador Fan to be so helpful.

To be able to help him find such a master in the archaeological world, Li Yi owes him a favor this time.

He Hanlan has devoted himself to exploring the truth in history for so many years. If we say that the history of China is fragmented.

What He Hanlan and others in the archaeological field did was to put these fragments together like a puzzle.

But as Li Yi thought, many ancient books and history were lost or disappeared for a long time.

There are many fragments that are not complete, and it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice.

Even if He Hanlan wanted to piece together the pieces of history, he couldn't do anything without the most important pieces.

In Li Yi's hands, these books were not worth a penny at all. Even if he dared to sell such things, few people would dare to buy them.

After all, there are still people who dare to buy ancient books handed down from ancient times, but there is only one book left in the whole world.

Unless Li Yinao sold it to foreigners, otherwise, few people in China would dare to buy such things, so it would be better to sell oil paintings for stable money.

Li Yi stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell respectfully.

The door opened, and a senile old man slowly poked his head out.

Li Yi smiled slightly, "You are Mr. He! I was introduced by Ambassador Fan."

He Hanlan took a small look at Li Yi, looking very kind, smiled at Li Yi and said, "Yes, Xiao Fan told me before, you are Li Yi, right? Please come in."

Li Yi walked into the room. The layout of the room was very simple, and even looked a little old.

Many things seem to have been used for many years at a glance, especially the two wooden chairs. Although the material is good, it can be seen that the paint on them is almost worn out.

Li Yi really didn't expect that He Hanlan's life style was very simple as the outside rumors said.

He has devoted his entire life to dedicating himself to the Chinese archaeological community. In a sense, He Hanlan is also a symbol of history.

"Mr. He, take a look at these books." Li Yi slowly opened the paper wrapped around the books.

The dozen or so ancient books were exposed, and He Hanlan put on his reading glasses, but he didn't care at all at first.

He Hanlan himself just thought that Li Yi would bring one or two ancient books at most, ask him to help identify them, and then donate them to gain fame.

If it wasn't for Ambassador Fan, he watched him grow up, and he himself has been relatively free in the past two years.

He Hanlan would never help Li Yi identify ancient books.

What Li Yi is taking out now is all selected in advance, and many parts have records.

Information about this kind of book did exist in history, but this book disappeared directly into the long river of time.

As a leader in the archaeological world, He Hanlan definitely knows these things, and it is only natural that he is shocked when he sees them now.

He Hanlan looked at those ancient books and seemed to have completely forgotten Li Yi's existence, and he started to turn on his computer.

While skillfully operating the smartphone in his hand, he made a call.

It seems that although He Hanlan is a master in the archaeological world, he is not a person who does not understand the past.

The acceptance of technology products is still very fast.

Li Yi sat obediently on the side as if he had forgotten him.

Chapter 51 They are history.

Li Yi's eyes were dull, his expression was confused, and he looked at the seven or eight old men in front of him rather bewilderedly.

They can be said to be the masters of the entire Chinese archaeological field, and they all gathered together today.

If a grenade is thrown in, it is estimated that the level of the entire Chinese archaeological field will stagnate for decades after the explosion.

They were all called by He Hanlan just now.

After arriving, a group of people frantically threw themselves at those books, and no one cared why Li Yi was here.

He seemed to have been forgotten, so Li Yi could only wait quietly beside a group of people discussing in full swing.

"Old He! Where did you get these books?" A dark and thin old man asked after reading the information.

He Hanlan suddenly realized at this time that Li Yi is still here.

Seeing the embarrassment on Li Yihe Hanlan's face, "Oh! I'm so busy. I forgot that you're still here. I'm really sorry."

He Hanlan apologized sincerely to Li Yi, and Li Yi naturally quickly said it was nothing.

"These books are donated to the Archeology Department of our Capital University by Li Yi's little friend." He Hanlan looked at Li Yi and said that he must now determine the nature of this matter in advance.

Otherwise, I would like to use He Hanlan's understanding of these friends, as long as these things have not been officially announced to belong to their Department of Archeology, Capital University.

Those old friends of mine will definitely find a way to coax things from Li Yi's hands.

Hearing the words, the thin black old man hurried to Li Yi's side, "I tell you, kid, you must never donate to the Department of Archeology of Capital University, their Department of Archeology is not good at all.

You should still consider our Shuimu University, we have a museum of our own. "

As soon as the black and thin old man finished speaking, another old man wearing glasses retorted, "Just your small dilapidated museum of several thousand square meters deserves to be called a museum.

If you want to donate, it is also a donation to our Beijing Museum. Let me tell you Xiaoyi, our Beijing Museum is tens of thousands of square meters! .

Moreover, whether it is the means of cultural relics maintenance or the means of preservation, they are several times beyond those of the two universities. "

After finishing speaking, the old man with glasses looked at the other people very proudly, his expression seemed to be mocking, and only those little museums of yours are worthy of competing with me.

"If you want to say that, it's wrong. I'm not the Palace Museum. I'm not bigger than you, and our preservation methods are also very good. I think these things are likely to be the royal collection of the year. It's just right for us to put them in the Palace Museum. "

Another old man in a Chinese tunic suit said that he was going to get those ancient books directly.

"Fart! Your imperial palace built in the Ming Dynasty has a half-cent relationship with these books that must at least be from the Tang Dynasty.

If you want me to say that you have to put it in the State Archives Bureau, these ancient books can best play their historical value in the State Archives Bureau. "

"Why is it impossible? Maybe it was lost in the Ming Dynasty."

Li Yi looked at a group of old people who were almost six or seven hundred years old in total, spitting and blowing their beards and staring, but they all tacitly turned their backs to those ancient books.

No saliva was splashed on the ancient books at all, but Li Yi estimated that if each of them were three or forty years younger, they might not be arguing now.

It is estimated that it is very likely that a full martial arts will be staged at the Capital University.

There is no way, who told Li Yi to bring all the original copies, and after their identification, they are absolutely authentic.

To put it bluntly, this book can be found all over the world, and there may be only one such book at present.

If you want to find something else, you don’t necessarily have to lie in that tomb!

And the most important thing is not the singleness of the collection as a single copy, but just these dozen or so ancient books, the most important historical value of which is completely inestimable.

Some of them can only get some fragments from other places, and maybe they can get some truth by digging deeper through these books.

Where to put it at that time, if you want to study it, you have to get the moon first.

These old people have worked hard for China's archaeological field all their lives, and at this age they have nothing to ask for.

To continue to study history, and it is best to dig a little deeper to discover some historical truths, is the most important thing for them, and it is also the most concerned.

"Well, this book is still mine for the time being, can you listen to me a few words?" Li Yi asked a group of old men bearded and staring, looking like they were about to fight.

"You don't have a Beijing hukou when young people see you, right?" the old man in the Chinese tunic asked Li Yi calmly, looking at Li Yi.

Although Li Yi felt a little confused, he still nodded honestly.

"How about coming to work in the Forbidden City? The state budget includes food and housing, five insurances and one housing fund. After three years of service, you will be registered in Beijing. After five years of service, I will help you apply for a house."

"Young man, you must not listen to him, the Forbidden City is so tiring to work! What are you doing there? Restoring cultural relics?

It’s so free to come to our National Archives Bureau, just sort out and check the files every day. As long as you come, I will help you get a Beijing household registration, and help you apply for a house after one year. "The old man from the State Archives Bureau said just now.

"Kids, seeing you are so young, you know you haven't been admitted to university, right? Let me tell you, our Shuimu University is the top university in China.

As long as you come, I will help you apply for a recommended quota. "The black and thin old man said.

"Old Li, I don't like it when you say that. What do you mean that Shuimu University is the top university in China?

In terms of time and popularity, our capital university is the most famous in China, which one is not better than you? "He Hanlan glared at the black and thin old man dissatisfied and said.

Seeing that the two of them are about to roll up their sleeves in order to argue over who is the top university in China.

Li Yi stood up with a very solemn face, "Everyone! You are all masters in the archaeological field. To be honest, these books may really be just books in my hands.

Even if it is sold to others, it may be just a cultural relic in their hands, at most it can be regarded as some out-of-print orphans. "

Then there was a slight pause, "But I think these monuments are in your hands, and they symbolize history.

Why our Chinese civilization has been passed down for thousands of years and continues continuously.

It is not because of these books that record what happened in the Chinese civilization, so that we have cohesion and centripetal force.

Let us feel that our country is a whole, no matter what part is missing, we are all one family.

This is not at the same level as those countries that have just been established for two or three hundred years. "

After Li Yi finished speaking, he took a long breath, "To tell you the truth, these are more than a dozen books, which are only a small part of what I want to donate.

I think we can work together. This is a very large amount of work, and it cannot be completed by one or two companies. "

He Hanlan also stood up, looking at all the old friends present, not only made him feel a little ashamed.

Together, they are six or seven hundred years old, and there is no sensible child who is no more than 20 years old.