Chapter 305 Sister Lan, a Walking Historical Treasure! [1 Update]

It was a girl who walked in from the back door, holding a broom in her left hand.

When she saw Ye Banlan's actions, she looked worried. Without saying anything, she stretched out a hand and pulled Ye Banlan's hair.

"Wow!" Qingyun Pei was shocked, "Your Highness, be careful!"

With her ability to turn the tide at night, how could it be possible for others to really get close to her?

She just moved her steps slightly to the right to avoid the hand.

The girl obviously didn't expect that she would be thrown into the air. She didn't have time to retract the momentum, and her whole body was pressed against the glass cabinet.

"Crack-"

The brush was just shaken into the air.

The director's eyes widened and he stood there without daring to move.

This is the interior of the library. Every collection in the glass cabinet is a cultural relic passed down from ancient times and has extremely high historical and artistic value.

If it is destroyed like this, money is a trivial matter, but culture is a big matter!

The girl's body also froze, and her expression changed drastically.

Ye Banlan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and her fingers moved slightly while she remained calm.

An airflow generated out of thin air surged up, and the brush that was about to fall to the ground was carried back to the pen holder by this airflow.

"..."

There was silence.

The director's eyes widened even more, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Why did the brush bounce back in a weird arc?

This violates the principles of gravity!

The girl then stood up while holding on to the edge of the glass cabinet.

When she found that the brush was intact, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she glanced at Ye Banlan with a cold gaze: "Speak! Who told you to touch it? Did you know that you almost destroyed an antique?"

Ye Banglan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes very light: "What are you calling?"

"What am I calling?" the girl said angrily, "I agreed to let you record the show here, but I didn't allow you to touch my things! I'm lucky this time, nothing happened. If something did happen, you wouldn't be able to compensate even if you lose everything. !”

Qingyun Pei was so angry that she yelled: "Don't say that our princess just looked at it, so what if she touched it? It is originally her thing!"

Jade Luanhan was still worried: "Fortunately, I was picked up by Her Highness the Princess after I saw the light of day again. Otherwise, if I were taken away by someone else, wouldn't I be said to be someone else's private property?"

"Help Miss, help Miss calm down." The director came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward, "We have no intention of touching the cultural relics here. Just now Miss Ye just took a look. I testify that she didn't even reach out."

"That's because I stopped it in time. If I hadn't appeared, I think you would have taken the things here as your own." Fu Qiao said coldly, "You don't have to shoot here anymore. Get out of here and don't let me see it again." to you."

"Oh, Miss Fu, things are really not what you think." The director had to plead in a low voice, "We will record the show here, and we guarantee that no antiques will be touched or damaged. It is all for China. History can be carried forward.”

"What a shameless statement!" The girl snorted coldly, "If it were really you people who are seeking fame and reputation who studied history, wouldn't history have been objectified long ago?"

These words made Professor Shen and Professor Li change their expressions slightly.

In this life, they have not sought fame or wealth, but have devoted all their time to archaeology, yet they are said to be people who seek fame and reputation?

When the director heard this, he broke out in cold sweat: "Miss Fu, you can't say such things. The two guests we invited are professors from the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. They-"

"Who do I care who you are?" Fu Qiao scolded, "Get out of here quickly, or I will expose your malicious destruction of cultural relics on the Internet!"

With such a bad attitude, if it weren't for the sake of the show, the director would never have said another word to Fuqiao.

He still wanted to save something, so he had to continue to speak: "Miss Fuqiao, we-"

"Get out of here!" Fu Qiao said reluctantly, "Our library doesn't need to be on the big screen. There are already a lot of tourists here, so you don't need to continue to promote it!"

The director didn't expect Fu Qiao to have such a bad temper. He frowned, and when he was about to say something, Ye Banlan held his shoulder: "Let's go, the things here are very ordinary, there is nothing to shoot."

Upon hearing this, the director turned his head in surprise.

Fu Qiao was even more angry. Her tone was cold: "There's nothing to take pictures of? Do you know what this is?"

"The yanghao brush from the Tianqi period was dated between 1560 and 1570 in the Chinese calendar. The craftsmanship was produced in the Jiangnan area." Ye Banglan said lightly, "Next to it is the purple hair brush from the Qianhe period, which was dated to 1700 in the Chinese calendar. The craftsmanship is The place of production is Fengyuan, they are ordinary pens, and the craftsmanship is not exquisite. "

Tianqi is the reign name of Ning Taizu, the founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty, and Qianhe is the reign name of Ning Zhaozong, the father of Princess Yongning.

These two eras are also known as the two strongest periods of the Ning Dynasty.

Fu Qiao's voice stopped suddenly.

Her face felt like she had been slapped out of thin air, and it hurt.

"Can you still tell the exact age of the Zihao Brush by turning the tide?" Professor Shen was a little surprised. "The Zihao Brush should indeed be produced during the Qianhe period, but it is impossible to tell whether it is the early or late period."

Ye Bianlan lowered his eyelashes.

After all, that was the era she had lived in, so how could she not know?

Fu Qiao did not soften her attitude because Ye Wanlan recognized the era of the two pens. On the contrary, she only felt more and more angry.

She gritted her teeth and watched Ye Turnan stop in front of the stone table for a few seconds after walking out.

"What else are you looking at?" Fu Qiao said angrily, "That's the endgame of ancient times, do you understand? You don't need to say anything, I can't let you continue filming here."

Ye Banlan turned around, his eyes finally fell on her, and he said two very cool words: "Shut up."

At this moment, Fu Qiao felt as if his throat was being strangled, and breathing became difficult for an instant.

It wasn't until the program crew left following Ye Turning the Waves that her lungs regained air.

"Hey, Miss Qiao, why are you quarreling with the show crew again?" The middle-aged man walked over from the other side and sighed, "This is a filming approved by your grandfather, and this show is different from other crews. , have already entered the international stage.”

"Grandpa loves me the most. He won't refuse anything I say." Fu Qiao didn't care at all. "I just hate how they are condescending. I'm going to practice calligraphy. It's time for the calligraphy competition soon."

The middle-aged man also watched Fu Qiao grow up and knew that she was very willful, so he could only nod his head and let her go.

**

Outside, the warm sun is shining and a gentle breeze is blowing.

The weather in November has gradually turned colder, and Fengyuan is in the northern part of China, so the chill is even heavier.

The people in the program team looked at each other, a little confused.

They didn't even know what treasonous thing they had done to make the young master of the library so angry.

"Oh, no wonder no crew has been able to stay here for more than half a day." The director clapped his hands and sighed, "This Miss Fuqiao's temper is really too great, and she gets angry out of nowhere. Who can bear it? "

Last year, a crew needed to film a literary drama in Cangshulu.

Originally he said it well at the beginning, but I don't know what he did in the process, which touched Fu Qiao's fault, and he was kicked out of the library directly.

The crew lobbied for a long time without success and had to give up.

The director originally wanted to be able to film the origin of Chinese calligraphy and various calligraphy equipment here, but now it seems that it may not be possible to proceed.

"Well, fortunately, before I came here, I heard that this Miss Fu Qiao has an eccentric temperament and is moody, so she prepared Plan B in advance." The director shook his head and quickly regained his energy, "It just so happened that we Let’s go to other places to take pictures first, and then we can take pictures of the library later.”

"Director, that young lady just now was more than just moody? That was simply unreasonable." Xu Qingyu was very dissatisfied, "I clearly didn't mess with her, but she kept attacking her again and again, and those who didn't know thought that the cultural relics in the library were all gone. It's hers."

The director sighed: "People who live in the library don't pay much attention to external affairs. This time, I was surprised that they would contact us for filming."

Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

"Director, what's the point of filming The Library?" Ye Banlan smiled faintly, "I think what you really want to film is Fuguang. Many of her poems have been lost in the long river of history. So, why not film Fuguang's new poems? Now?"

The director jumped up suddenly: "What did you say?!"

Good morning~~