Sitting in the hall, Jiang Shan and Huang Yongyu were enjoying the old times, absorbing the new, and breathing in the clouds and mist.

"Um,"

The third uncle listened with satisfaction to the twists and turns of the piano practice in the back room: "Xiaoyu has made great progress in the past two days!"

"You call this progress?" Huang Yongyu was already ready to take action: "I guess the people in this entire courtyard are looking forward to your early departure from Beijing."

"Come on," Jiang Shan, who was about to return tomorrow, said with a smile, "You obviously don't want to leave us."

"Xiao Yu'er is still very talented in learning guqin. Otherwise, no matter how strong our relationship is, my wife will never teach in person,"

Wang Shixiang, holding a wooden box, walked out of the back room: "Xiao Jiang, I have a gift for you."

"Give it to me?"

Jiang Shan and Huang Yongyu looked at the small red sandalwood box on the table.

"March 21,"

Wang Shixiang pressed his hands on the small wooden box: "This is the only date engraved on the tombstone of Li Jie, the architect of the Northern Song Dynasty.

This date is also the day when Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin got married..."

Jiang Shan and Huang Yongyu exchanged glances, but neither of them understood what Wang Shixiang wanted to say.

"Many years ago, Mr. Zhu Qiling copied two unique copies that originally belonged to our country from Japan.

One is "Painting and Decoration Records" which I was commissioned to write and annotate, and the other is Li Jie's "Building Methods".

Before meeting me, Mr. Zhu had already handed "Building French Style" into Liang Sicheng's hands.

In order to decipher this obscure and difficult book "Construction Method" one by one, which is comparable to the heavenly book,

Liang Sicheng, Lin Huiyin, and their colleagues in the construction industry visited more than half of the provinces and cities in the country in ten years.

Surveying and mapping, more than 2,000 ancient buildings of the Tang, Song, Liao and Jin Dynasties were photographed.

By the time they moved to Lizhuang, the astonishing amount of collected data was enough for the Construction Society to be able to compile the annotations of "Construction Methods"."

Speaking of this, Wang Shixiang slowly opened the small wooden box: "How lucky am I to have a glimpse of this abyss in my life?"

Back then, I was less than 30 years old when I first joined the Construction Company, although I only studied with Mr. Liang for a while.

But it allowed me to see the top ancient architectural art.

After Japan announced its surrender in 1945, I said goodbye to Lizhuang in advance for the purpose of recovering cultural relics after the war.

Among the accompanying luggage, the most precious items are these 86 hand-drawn drawings of the construction company.

Xiao Jiang, today I will give them all to you for safekeeping.

I hope you can see some of them in the design of your courtyard house."

At this moment, the rosewood box on the table had been completely opened.

A stack of yellowed papers placed in the box caught Jiangshan's attention instantly.

Seeing Jiang Shan motionless, Huang Yongyu raised his arm and gave him a look: "Why are you standing there? What a rare opportunity, why don't you take it out and take a look."

Excited heart, trembling hands.

Jiang Shan's overall performance clearly explains his psychological activities.

"How lucky am I to be able to peer into this abyss in my life?" He borrowed a sentence from Wang Shixiang: "Uncle Shixiang, you are really my uncle!"

Hearing this, Wang Shixiang and Huang Yongyu laughed together.

At this meeting, Jiang Shan had already taken out all the manuscripts and held them in his hands.

"There are not only hand-drawn drawings by Liang Sicheng," Wang Shixiang pointed to the drawings and said, "there are also manuscripts by Lin Huiyin..."

Jiangshan was carefully read one by one.

The main hall of Foguang Temple in Wutai Mountain, the three main halls of Guangji Temple, the moon beams, Yuanyang Gong...

Although the drawings have turned yellow, the essence is still clearly visible.

"I have to go back and study it carefully."

It seems like you can’t get enough of the treasures of the country.

For him, getting this thing is more satisfying than getting a courtyard house.

"Pretend it and take it back to take a look at it slowly."

Wang Shixiang pushed the rosewood box to Jiang Shan: "In addition, my wife also has something to give to Xiaoyu..."

Before Wang Shixiang finished speaking, she heard Jiang Xiaoyu's voice in the back room: "Grandma, I can't have this piano, otherwise my third uncle will punish me."

"How dare he," Yuan Quanyou's voice sounded in the back room: "This is a gift from grandma to you, not to your third uncle. Does he care about it?"

Jiang Shan, who had no control, was sitting in the main room waving his hands vigorously: "This is really impossible. I have stayed with you for so long with my family and I, how can I still pack up my things and walk away together?"

"It's just a piano," Wang Shixiang waved his hand and said, "I followed you all over the world and ate for a while."

"How can it compare!"

"Just take it if it's given to you," Huang Yongyu said in a low voice, "This guy inside is not easy to tolerate."

"oh?"

"Your aunt's grandmother's only hobby at that time was to go out with a gun every day to fight injustices for women," Huang Yongyu said, "Later on, all the girls raised in her family had the same temperament."

"Yeah?"

"My wife is indeed a wonderful person," Wang Shixiang said with a smile, "and she is indeed very stubborn."

"Third uncle,"

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu came out holding a guqin: "Grandma Yuan said this was a meeting gift she gave me."

Jiang Shan quickly stood up in response.

Without looking at Guqin, he bowed to Yuan Quanyou first: "Thank you Aunt Yuan for your love for our little fish."

"Xiao Jiang," Yuan Quanyou stroked Xiao Yu's head and said with a smile:

"I like this child Xiaoyu very much. If you can really move to Yanjing in the future, I will definitely ask her to play the piano.

But for now... let this piano accompany her for me."

Yuan Quanyou, who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, was known as one of the four prodigal daughters of the Republic of China.

The "prodigal" here actually refers to buying a piano.

As long as she takes a fancy to the guqin, she will not hesitate to sell all the valuables.

Once, she and Wang Shixiang spent all their wealth in order to obtain a piece of "The Great Sage's Notes" from the Tang Dynasty.

Later, it was this "Monkey King's Legacy" that sold for 1.5 billion at Guardian's spring auction.

It has to be said that the vision of Wang Shixiang and his wife is not comparable to ordinary people.

Just like the piano they gave to Jiang Xiaoyu, even if he sat in the soft sleeper compartment of the return train.

The three people who were watching together didn't see any clues.

"Okay," Jiang He carefully put away the guqin: "We don't understand it anyway, so don't waste your time."

"Indeed," Jiang Shan leaned back on the bed and read Liang Sicheng's manuscript: "It's better to study your own business."

"Jiangshan," Yu Sigui suddenly remembered something: "When we go to New York this time, will we take your two uncles from Yanjing with us?"

"..."

Jiang Shan only thought for a few seconds before giving the answer: "Bring it, of course you have to bring it. I believe they also want to see the collection of the Metropolitan Museum of Art."

What's more, this time the Cultural Affairs Bureau also gave me a special task.

Jiang He: "What about me?"

"It goes without saying," Jiang Shan said, "Even if it's at our own expense, we can't miss anyone."

(End of chapter)
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