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Chapter 196 Please respect my ancestors
  and so.

now.

When Yang Chen suddenly asked this question on the stage, the eyes of all the guests who knew something about the Manchu royal shroud lit up.

Then it became hot instantly.

This is not the shroud of an ordinary royal family, it is the famous Qianlong!
  If it is the shroud of Emperor Qianlong, it must be more valuable than his royal dagger, isn't it more than valuable?
  This kind of [Dharani Sutra Quilt] exclusive to the emperor is the highest level of personal belongings.

There won't be a second set.

Whether it is scarcity, the meaning given to it, or the craftsmanship of village materials, as well as symbolism and even function, it can be said that it cannot be copied and is unique in the world.

If Qianlong's shroud appears at an auction, everyone will go crazy for it.

but.

The whereabouts of this object have long been unknown.

And too expensive.

Did he just ask this out of nowhere?

impossible!
  It certainly hints at that.

Anyone with a bright mind will guess it right away.

Could it be that the shroud of Qianlong he mentioned was related to the tattered cassock in his hand?
  a time.

Everyone whispered and talked a lot.

The discussion was very lively.

then.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the [late Qing Dynasty yellow satin cassock] in Yang Chen's hand, their eyes as sharp as knives, hoping to see some clues.

but.

Maybe it's because of the distance.

Or maybe it’s because my abilities are limited.

In short.

When they looked at it horizontally and vertically, it was still an inconspicuous piece of 'rag'.

There's nothing special about it at all.

The wait was supposed to be 15 minutes.

Some impatient guests simply didn’t want to wait any longer and were ready to leave.

At this time, I heard Yang Chen's hint, Qianlong's shroud? There is no trace of impatience, but my butt is like a nail, nailed firmly to the seat.

At the same time, he had a lively discussion with the guests on the left and right.

And this moment.

Tony Laoshi, who was on the stage, looked like he was looking forward to seeing what happened.

That's right.

He hoped more than anyone else that the damn tailor would come as soon as possible!

If Yang Chen's hint is true.

His additional auction items are really Qianlong's shroud, so all the flaws, all the unpleasantness, all the imperfections, and all the disappointments in this auction will disappear and be reduced to nothing.

Instead, there was a surprise.

Great surprise!
  It’s a step up!

Do not!
  Go up a few more floors.

It is the most colorful work tonight and deserves to be included in the classic case of Christie's auction.

but.

Just then.

The previous troublemaker, the gentle-looking Mr. Qiyuan, a descendant of Aisin Gioro and a direct descendant of Emperor Qianlong, stood up again.

The loudspeaker was taken out again.

And this time.

The easy-going, calmness and elegance on his face were all gone.

But his face is a bit ferocious.

Like an enraged wolf!

"Yang Chen!"

"Please respect my ancestors."

Qi Yuan said with both voice and look.

The tone was full of anger.

As soon as this word comes out.

All the guests suddenly came back to their senses.

That's right.

It is indeed inappropriate to discuss and look forward to the shroud of Emperor Qianlong in front of his descendants, especially the history of Sun Dianying's bombing of the tomb.

In China, filial piety comes first!

The graves of his ancestors were dug.

The bones of our ancestors were humiliated.

Not even a shroud was left on the ancestor's body, which became a topic of conversation years later.

Maybe even go to auction.

It has become a curiosity and collection item for everyone.

As a descendant, Qiyuan's mood and performance are indeed understandable.

but.

Yang Chen doesn't like him.

He responded tit for tat, loudly: "First, why should I respect your ancestors?"

"Second, have I insulted your ancestors?" "Third, what qualifications do you have for me to respect your ancestors?"

"fourth……"

Having said this, Yang Chen paused, then looked solemnly, looked around all the guests with stern eyes, and said loudly: "Suppose the island country's invasion was successful during World War II."

"Our country will perish."

"A few years later, China successfully restored its country, but the descendants of those war criminals rebuked me and asked me to respect their ancestors."

"Excuse me, should I give him a big dick?"

"Or give him a big slap?"

Done.

Yang Chen's mood became slightly excited.

He is not a narrow nationalist.

Reality and reason, as well as these days' experiences, have made great progress in his vision and ideological realm, including three views, etc.

But he is a Han Chinese.

He is also a 25-year-old young man.

heart.

Still somewhat passionate!
  not to mention.

He didn’t say anything!

Also.

Then again.

If it hadn't been for Qi Yuan's interference and causing trouble behind his back, Yang Chen wouldn't have been so sharp and tit-for-tat.

Well now.

He won't have any scruples anymore.

If you are unkind, then don’t blame me for being unjust...

Yang Chen's tit-for-tat, especially the last paragraph, made the scene immediately quiet down and fell into silence.

The guests coming tonight are basically people with good reputation and status.

Not to mention very thoughtful.

But they will never be as simple-minded as the people at the bottom, who will be excited by a few righteous words and work hard without caring about their own lives.

They have a city.

Good at calculations.

Everything comes first.

and so.

They fell silent.

Not because of thinking.

But risk.

really.

Qiyuan pointed at Yang Chen and immediately asked: "Are you provoking national division, destroying national unity, inciting national hatred, and trampling on the dignity of ethnic minorities?"

Upon hearing this.

Yang Chen curled his lips and smiled disdainfully.

"Don't you fucking blame me on the line."

"You made the first choice."

"You said it first."

"From beginning to end, I have never said anything about you or your ancestors, right?"

After saying that, Yang Chen's eyes became sharp and aggressive: "This is not the capital, and it is not your territory for the old and young of the Qing Dynasty."

"This is Chu Nan!"

"It's Xingsha!"

"If the country of China is to be destroyed, all the people in Chunan must die!"

"Do you know what it means?"

At this point, Yang Chen also pointed at Qi Yuan and shouted: "People like you should know how to be grateful, don't jump up and down, and don't talk about your ancestors."

"Because Chunan people are reasonable."

“But I also like revolution!”

As soon as the words came out.

Although the guests present remained calm and restrained, some Chunan people, especially Xingsha locals, couldn't help but secretly cheer.

Because what Yang Chen said makes sense.

You were the one who started the trouble.

Then I went to the top line to get the hat.

Do you really think that we Han people and Chu Nan people are easy to bully?
  But after hearing Yang Chen's words, Qi Yuan pushed up his glasses and said expressionlessly: "Whose life do you want to kill? Are you threatening me?"

heard.

Yang Chen looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Dear, I suggest you call the police!"

Then stop talking to him.

No more selling things off.

Instead, he said loudly: "That's right! My additional auction item tonight is the shroud of Qianlong!"

As soon as this word comes out.

The whole place is boiling!

(End of this chapter)