On the day the college entrance examination was held, another far-reaching meeting was also taking place.
Level 10 Third Plenary Session!
At this meeting, the old man officially resumed all his duties, which was also an obvious signal and also laid a solid foundation for the 11th Level 3 Central Plenary Session at the end of the year.
However, this meeting related to the national destiny did not have much to do with Li Jie. It was too far away, and everything had been settled long before the meeting was held.
This meeting or not would not have prevented the old man from returning to power.
Two days later, the tense and fierce battle finally ended.
Walking out of the examination room, some candidates felt relieved, some felt lost, some shed tears to say goodbye, and some smiled as brightly as flowers.
A college entrance examination reveals all kinds of things about all living beings, which makes people sigh.
Among the crowd, Guan Xiaoguan was undoubtedly the one with the brightest smile. These three days of exams were a test for her.
Now, she feels that she has passed the exam perfectly.
The last test in the afternoon was foreign language, which was her strongest point. Even without review, her foundation was higher than that of most candidates, not to mention that she had studied hard for a year.
"Let's go back and celebrate!"
Li Jie saw the cheerful Guan Xiaoguan and knew without asking that she must have done well in this exam.
"Um!"
Guan Xiaoguan nodded with a smile. In the past year, she had been studying almost every day in order to be admitted to Shuimu University. Now that the college entrance examination is over, she can finally take a good rest.
"By the way, Xiaoguan, I won't accompany you for the English oral test tomorrow. I have an appointment with someone tomorrow, so you can come by yourself, okay?"
Guan Xiaoguan was stunned for a moment. In the past few days, she had become accustomed to being picked up and dropped off by 'Brother Chunming' for taking exams. Suddenly she had to go to the exam room by herself. She felt a little uncomfortable for a while, but she just hesitated for a while.
"Oh, I know, no problem, I can do it myself."
Li Jie heard the disappointment in Guan Xiaoguan's tone, thought about it, and finally decided to let her go to the examination room by herself.
He is really busy tomorrow. He knows that he likes objects from the Ming Dynasty. It happens that a friend he knows is in urgent need of money recently and wants to sell a calligraphy and painting.
The scheduled time is nine o'clock tomorrow morning, which coincides with Guan Xiaoguan's oral exam.
According to the bad news, this painting may be an authentic work by Dong Qichang. It would be a real pity if you missed it.
Dong Qichang was one of the most influential calligraphers and painters in the late Ming Dynasty, including Dong Yuan (a master of painting in the Five Dynasties and the originator of Southern School landscape painting), Ju Ran (a famous painter and monk in the Five Dynasties), Mi Fu, Ni Zan, and Huang Gongwang (two
"People are the strengths of the Four Great Masters of the Yuan Dynasty" and the representative figure of the Huating School of Painting.
His personal achievements in art are recognized by later generations, but his personal character is open to question.
However, some people say that he was greedy for money and lust, occupied fertile farmland, and blackmailed the countryside. These discussions are all from two folk histories.
As for what the facts are, it is a matter of benevolence and wisdom.
The next day, Li Jie and Bad Hou met in Qianmen Street. The seller lived in Bada Hutong not far away.
There are countless hutongs in Sijiucheng, but only the eight major hutongs are famous both at home and abroad. Especially during the Qing Dynasty, many officials hung out here.
The reason why the Bada Hutongs are famous at home and abroad is also very simple, because the Bada Hutongs are also known as Huajieliuxiang. There are nearly a hundred opportunities in the Bada Hutongs. At that time, the quality of opportunities in the Bada Hutongs was relatively high, so they were so famous.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Bada Hutongs existed in name only, and the current Bada Hutongs are just ordinary hutongs.
In the early morning, Li Jie rode his bicycle to Qianmen Street. Although it had only been a few months, he felt that things were different and people were different.
Compared with half a year ago, the number of stalls on Qianmen Street has increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before the breaking time, Li Jie went to the big bowl tea stall to take a look. The tea stall was still bustling with people and everyone was sweating.
The young man kept ladling tea.
"You walk slowly!"
“A big bowl of tea!”
"A bag of Gaomo'er!"
"Young man, give me a bowl of tea to quench your thirst!"
After standing in the distance and watching for a while, Li Jie lowered his head and glanced at the time, guessing that it was time to break up, so he hurried back to the front door and under the building.
Sure enough, before reaching the front door of the building, I saw a shabby man wearing a straw hat and carrying a sack in the distance.
After the two of them met, Bao Pohou led Li Jie to a house.
No. 76, Hanjia Hutong, is only one street away from Rouge Hutong, where the shabby people live.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Old Huang, I'm here, open the door!"
He knocked loudly on the door, and after a while, there was a sound of rustling footsteps behind the door.
Squeak!
A bald middle-aged man with an old face opened the dilapidated wooden door. When he saw the tatters coming with the buyer, his face lit up and he greeted him warmly.
"Quick, quick, please come in! Please come in!"
Bao Baohou patted his shoulder and joked: "You opened the door, I thought your ear problem was serious again."
The bald man smiled, pointed to his ears, and then pointed to his eyes.
"Even if my ears are not good, I still have these tricks!"
As soon as Li Jie and Bao Pohou entered the courtyard gate, the bald man couldn't wait to close the door. Before closing the door, he stuck his head out and looked around, as if he were a thief.
When Li Jie saw the bald man's little move, he misunderstood it, so he took the initiative to explain.
"Chunming, don't worry, the things on his hands must be clean. The reason for this is mainly because the shadow left behind was too deep."
"It doesn't matter, I understand."
The bald man was so cautious, so he probably was tortured a lot in those ten years. During those days, many collectors were tortured to death, and even a high-ranking collector like Zhang Ziwei was almost tortured to death.
(Zhang Ziwei was once the deputy general manager of Zhejiang Industrial Bank. In 1932, he founded the first Chinese-owned credit investigation agency, Huaxia Credit Information Institute. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he served successively as Minister of Food and Deputy Chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce.
He dedicated his collection of 1,192 cultural relics to the Palace Museum, truly a great collector.)
"Big Ear Quilt, this is my little brother, Han Chunming. Although he is young, his eyesight is definitely the best, and he is especially good at appreciating objects from the Song and Ming Dynasties."
After introducing Li Jie, he pointed at the bald man again.
"Chunming, just call him Big Ear Quilt. His ears don't work very well. Try not to carry him on your back when you talk."
When the bald man introduced himself in this way, the bald man was not angry at all, but instead agreed with a kind face.
"Little brother, just listen to the bad guy and just call me Big Er Quilt."