Changchun Garden and Old Summer Palace are temporarily unavailable.

Let’s talk about it when we are short of money.

"The cabinet organizes a department. I think it will be called the National Museum. The establishment will be under the Ministry of Rites, and it will be at the same level as the National History Museum... The National Museum will classify these treasures and organize them. What can be sold and what cannot be sold must be accounted for...

"

Before Jia Liu finished speaking, Lao Ji volunteered: "I am still young and an expert in antiques. It would be better for me to serve as the dean of this National Museum."

Lao A was not convinced: "I am two years younger than Lao Ji. I think I can do it too."

"Protest, I protest!"

Sixty-five-year-old Jin Jian opposed using youth as the criterion for serving as the director of the National Museum of China, pointing out that the older you are, the more prudent you are in doing things, so it is not suitable for him to be the director of the National Museum of China.

Jia Liu was too lazy to pay attention to these three guys and asked Queenie: "Where is He Shen?"

Queenie said: "Locked in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."

Jia Liu waved his hand: "Don't lock it up, let it out. It's my decree that He Shen be appointed as the right minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the director of the National Museum."

That is to say, He Shen is completely responsible for the appraisal of the royal treasure, but the general direction and sales business are guided by the cabinet.

"this..."

The president hesitated and reluctantly agreed, but did not reject the Six Emperors' personnel appointments on the spot.

Seeing that Lao Li agreed, Lao Ji and Lao A certainly had nothing to say.

Queenie knew about the friendship between the emperor and Heshen, so she would not object.

That's how it's settled.

It is impossible to digest so many treasures in just a few years.

Anyway, Jia Liu doesn't care how to sell it, he only wants his 80 million taels.

Afterwards, he took out Wang Xizhi's copybook and threw it to Queenie. After seeing it, Queenie's face turned ugly on the spot. He fell to his knees and kowtowed, not daring to say anything.

No need to ask, there is no doubt that the three copybooks in Jia Liu's house are fakes.

"I will go to your house to settle this account with you later."
Chapter completed!