Chapter 1036 The Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles One Billion Soldiers, How Can the National Shame Be Son Ping!
In the lounge.
Looking at Ye Fan who appeared out of thin air, Prince Mingde was shocked and looked like he had seen a ghost. He couldn't believe his eyes.
The picture transmitted back through the drone showed that Ye Fan had just left Ise Shrine, and only a few minutes later, he returned to Kyoto.
Such an amazing speed, not even the Boeing 747 aircraft can compare with it!
However, after all, Prince Mingde had seen many big scenes, and he quickly forced himself to calm down, turned to the guard and ordered: "You go out, I will talk to Grandmaster Ye alone!"
"This" the guard was hesitant when he heard this. He was a dead soldier trained by the Japanese royal family, and he could risk his life for Prince Myeongde.
But he also knew very well that if Ye Fan really wanted to kill Prince Mingde, even if he was a hundred times more powerful, it would probably be useless.
After pondering for a moment, the guard turned around and left the lounge.
For a time, only Ye Fan and Prince Mingde were left in the huge lounge.
Ye Fan was not polite and sat down on the large sofa with his legs crossed, looking at ease.
No one can connect him now with the peerless god of murder who just bloodbathed Ise Shrine.
Ye Fan casually glanced at Prince Mingde and said: "Prince Mingde, I'm sorry for wasting some time. Let's continue talking about the previous topic! How are you, the Japanese country, going to compensate me?"
"Master Ye, you were in Ise Shrine just now." Prince Mingtoku was trembling with fear, his voice was trembling, and he seemed not to know how to ask the question.
Ye Fan smiled slightly, looked at the picture on the TV screen, and said, "Didn't you see everything? The great priest of Ise Shrine has made a blood oath to become my slave!"
His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunder that exploded in Prince Mingde's ears.
Although Prince Mingde had been mentally prepared, the shock in his heart when he heard Ye Fan admit it personally was difficult to describe with words.
That’s the high priest of Ise Shrine!
Being superior to all living beings is the spiritual belief of countless Shinto believers, and even the emperor and prime minister respect him as a god.
But now, such a respected big shot has become Ye Fan's slave.
If this news spreads, a "big earthquake" will occur in all walks of life in Japan.
"call"
I don’t know how long it took, Prince Mingde breathed a long sigh of relief, forced himself to calm down, and looked at Ye Fan with eyes full of reverence.
"Master Ye, on behalf of the Japanese royal family, I apologize to you for everything before! Our royal family is willing to spend one trillion Japanese yuan to apologize to you!"
One trillion Japanese dollars!
Prince Mingde said an astronomical figure.
Converted into Chinese currency, this is a huge sum of 6 billion. Even if you win 5 million every day, you will have to win for more than 30 years.
You must know that many internationally renowned listed companies only have more than a billion working capital on their books.
For the Japanese royal family, spending such a huge amount of money all at once would be a huge blow to their vitality. Even if they didn't drink the northwest wind every day, they wouldn't be much better.
However, after hearing this astonishing number, Ye Fan neither accepted nor denied it. Instead, he suppressed his smile and his face became solemn and unruffled.
In the huge lounge, there was silence, you could hear a pin drop, it was deathly quiet.
The extremely oppressive atmosphere made Prince Mingde frown, and his chest felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, almost suffocating him.
He bit the bullet and said: "Master Ye, if you think one trillion Japanese dollars is too little, we can discuss it again."
"No no no!"
Ye Fan shook his head and said: "Prince Mingde, you misunderstood me! I didn't want to take this opportunity to rip off money, I actually came to collect debts!"
"Debt collection?!" Prince Mingde raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise on his face, and asked inexplicably: "Master Ye, can you explain it more clearly? Why can't I understand something?"
Ye Fan heard this, but did not answer directly. Instead, he stood up and walked to the wall, admiring a pair of water bottles hanging on the wall.
Ink painting.
Looking closely, the protagonist of the painting is a goshawk standing on a pine branch, proud and independent. The main feathers and tail feathers are highlighted in thick and burnt ink with broad strokes. The layers are clear, the majestic wings are folded, and the powerful eagle is
The claws cling to the tree trunk.
The eagle's beak and eyes are outlined with burnt ink. The goshawk's gaze is as bright as a torch. The eagle stands sideways, with its head slightly turned, full of energy, and looking majestically at the vast land. It blends movement with stillness, highlighting the power of the image.
The picture depicts a pine and a cypress. The pine tree is in the front, painted with light ink. The branches are upright and slanted to the right, and then inserted diagonally down from the top. The pine needles are written in thick ink. It can be seen that the cypress tree is in the back, and the ink is thicker.
The posture is more curved.
The pen and ink reveal a majestic momentum, obviously written by a famous artist.
In the lower left corner of the signature, the word "Qi Huang" is written.
Qi Huang is the original name of Qi Baishi, the great master of painting.
There is no doubt that this is the authentic work of Mr. Qi Baishi.
Seeing that Ye Fan was interested in this painting, Prince Mingde quickly came over and introduced it in detail:
"Master Ye, you have such a good eye! This painting is called "Tall Pines and Cypresses", which is a masterpiece of Mr. Shiraishi in his later years. The towering pines and cypresses in the painting not only mean longevity, but also imply the evergreen foundation.
There is a goshawk standing on the trunk of the pine tree. It is determined to be an invincible hero. It looks at it with a keen eye, which is awe-inspiring. Mr. Shiraishi's pen is as big as a rafter, and he writes about pines and cypresses in seal script. Although the spirit of gold and stone is bold, the shape of pines and cypresses is unique.
However, the eagle is painted with a realistic brush, with stars like lightning and feathers touching the wind, which also has the wonder of freehand brushwork. To achieve such a grand and monumental work at such an old age, Mr. Shiraishi's artistic achievements cannot but be admired!"
Having said this, Prince Mingde turned around again and looked at Mark, with a smile on his face and said:
"The paintings of Grandmaster Ye and Mr. Baishi are very popular in major auction markets around the world. The Twelve Screens of Landscapes sold last year fetched a sky-high price of US$13.5 billion! If this picture of tall pines and cypresses comes to the market, it will be sold at will.
It can be sold for tens of millions of dollars! Grandmaster Ye, if you are interested in this painting, I will immediately send someone to package it and deliver it to your residence!"
For a priceless painting to be given away so easily, Prince Mingde’s handiwork cannot be said to be insignificant.
However, there was no joy on Ye Fan's face. Instead, he said: "Prince Mingde, you really know this painting! But I still have a question!"
"What's the problem?" Prince Mingde asked curiously.
"Mr. Shiraishi's paintings are national treasure-level cultural relics even in China and should be collected in museums! How did this painting spread to Japan?"
"This" After hearing this question, Prince Mingde hesitated and hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
Of course he knew the origin of this painting, but he didn't dare to reveal it at all.
"What? You are speechless? Then let me tell you."
Suddenly, Ye Fan puffed up his chest suddenly, and the momentum revealed in his body was like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edges exposed, giving people an unstoppable feeling.
"Prince Mingde, decades ago, you Japanese invaders invaded China, destroyed our rivers and mountains, devastated the land of China, committed countless unforgivable crimes, and took countless precious cultural relics for yourself!
This painting by Qi Baishi is naturally the same! Later, you shamelessly found various excuses to cover up your evil deeds and confuse right and wrong! But it is impossible for every Chinese to forget that period of history!"
Ye Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful, deafening.
Prince Mingde's face was pale and bloodless, as if he had been given a slap in the face, and he took several steps back, feeling a strong sense of foreboding in his heart.
"Grandmaster Ye, what on earth do you want to do?!" His voice was trembling due to extreme panic.
Ye Fan looked at him coldly and said word by word: "Those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are! I am here to collect debts this time, not for myself, but for the four billion compatriots who were persecuted back then! Ping Zhengzong,
Back then, we were weak and could only be beaten, but now, it is time for you to repay your debt!"
“One billion soldiers on the Great Wall, how can our country’s humiliation bring peace to our children?”
"I am willing to raise an army of 100,000 tigers and wolves to march across Tokyo with their horses and swords!"