Chapter 173 Do you dare to rob your ancestors’ belongings? 【1 update】
Three hundred years ago, the entire world belonged to the Xiang family.
Three hundred years later, the Xiang family is still the first family in Yunjing.
Who dares to go against the Xiang family?
What's more, King Yan is the ancestor of his family, and what belongs to King Yan, isn't that what belongs to the Xiang family?
Since it is not going into the museum, it should be kept by the Xiang family.
"What happened to your surname Xiang?" Professor Xue was furious, but he was also shocked by the young man's shamelessness. "The Ning Dynasty was destroyed long ago. Now in modern society, do you still think it is a feudal dynasty?"
"My surname is Xiang, and this is my strength." The young man said with a smile, "The surname Xiang should be respected."
"That's nonsense!" Professor Xue's eyes were cold, "The reason why the surname Xiang is respected is because of Ning Taizu Ning Zhaozong, because of Princess Yongning King Yan, and because of Princess Yongle who died with the enemy when she was only 12 years old! You just benefited from the glory of this surname!"
Such gangster methods are not worthy of being a descendant of the Xiang royal family.
Hearing these words, the young man's eyes became colder little by little: "Old man, don't think that you who study history and archeology know a lot. No matter how much you know, you can judge our Xiang family at will. "
"Bah!" Professor Xue spat, "I tell you, this is not your thing. If you come back now, you will still be a healthy person with sound limbs."
"Oh? Are you saying that someone can make my limbs unsound?" The young man took two steps forward, "Then I will make you unsound first!"
He avoided the surveillance area, stretched out his hand, and pushed Professor Xue down the steps.
Professor Xue was injured in the Yanshan earthquake and had to be taken care of by Ye Puanlan before he recovered. He fell from such a high place and fell into a coma on the spot.
The young man acted so domineeringly that even the guard couldn't stand it anymore: "Master, why don't you call the hospital?"
"Someone will beat you." The young man waved his hand, "Let's go."
Not long after he left, Professor Fu ran out in a panic: "120! Yes, someone here is injured!"
Professor Xue was still lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Someone! Come quickly!" Professor Fu didn't dare to touch Professor Xue, "Old Xue, hold on, I'm calling an ambulance, hold on!"
**
This way, the Xiang family.
As the largest family in Yunjing, the Xiang family not only ranks first in financial resources and influence, but also in population.
Continuing for three hundred years to the present, the Xiang family's branches have totaled more than 6,000 people.
Xiang Yannan is a member of the family, so his temper is naturally quite arrogant.
"Dad, look what I brought back?" Xiang Yannan opened the box, "The dagger made by King Yan that you have been discussing a few days ago."
Uncle Xiang Wu was shocked: "How did you get it?"
A few days ago, the entire Xiang family heard that the Archaeological Center of the Yunjing Cultural Relics Bureau had recovered three more antiques, each one more valuable than the other.
Princess Yongning's Tongxin Pei and Princess Jing'an's Jinbu Yao have both been sent to the Yunjing Museum and will be put on display soon.
Only this dagger made by King Yan was sent back.
In the past few days, many people have gone to the archaeological center to keep this dagger, but unfortunately they have failed.
"Just grab it, why waste time and effort?" Xiang Yannan shrugged, "At my age, what else can they do to me?"
"Yan Nan, you did a great job. Since it is a treasure made by King Yan." Uncle Xiang laughed, "Of course it should be kept well in my Xiang family. How could it be taken away by others?"
He nodded his head indifferently: "Even if you really have the guts to ask for it, just give them a sum of money. They don't understand the true value of these cultural relics. They just want to exchange for fame and money."
"That's right." Uncle Xiang said, "Those who find cultural relics will only use the name of our Xiang family to hold auctions and sell them for a good price. In this case, they might as well be protected by us. "
Xiang Yannan smiled: "Dad, I don't plan to keep this dagger as my own. I plan to give it to cousin Shaoyu."
"Yes, that's right!" Uncle Xiang also woke up from a dream, "I'll give it to your cousin Shao Yu. He has always liked these things. If you sell him a favor then, your future will be easier."
Xiang Shaoyu is almost the unquestionable candidate for the next head of the Xiang family. If they want to survive, they have to look up to the core group of the Xiang family.
**
At this moment, all major social media software are discussing the latest "Shenzhou" series of jewelry released by Wantianqing Company.
[After counting the sales on the official website, it is conservatively estimated to have sold 3 billion in four hours. 】
[My knowledge is too low, I can only speak two words, awesome! 】
[Ah ah ah ah, I was busy working overtime yesterday and forgot. Is there any kind person who grabbed an extra order? Can you transfer the order to me? 】
[I have an extra order, an ancient gold ring originally priced at 4,580, priced at 10,000. Who wants it? 】
[Don’t encourage scalpers! Wan Tian Qing Company has already said that when they can expand their production capacity, they will fully open purchasing channels! 】
However, these appeals did not prevent scalpers from reselling at high prices. Many scalpers still sold several orders.
"Sister Lan, it turns out that there are a lot of scalpers selling them at high prices." Cheng Qingli was very angry in Wantianqing's company. "Although we limit one account ID to only one order, they have many devices, which makes it impossible for us to Determine which account is a scalper account. "It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Ye Banglan placed a USB flash drive on the table, "There is a program in it that can be directly implanted in the background to remove all abnormal IP addresses and scalper accounts."
The director of the technology department was a little doubtful: "Is it really possible? Will it be a normal account that was mistakenly cleared?"
"No." Ye Banlan said calmly, "Believe me."
The head of the technical department took the USB flash drive and immediately went to action.
Cheng Qingli looked admiring: "Sister Lan, you are so amazing, I must learn from you."
"Just in time, I have prepared a set of exercises for you." Ye Banlan turned around, "You can do some exercises in your free time and ask me if you don't know how. I guarantee that you can enter Chongben University next year."
Cheng Qingli nodded vigorously: "I will work hard."
Ye Banlan nodded, said goodbye to Cheng Qingli, and walked out of the company door.
Yan Tingfeng's car was already waiting below.
The driver's seat was firmly controlled by Rong Yu. When he saw Ye turning the tide, he immediately leaned over the steering wheel and was very alert.
Ye Banglan shook his head, opened the back door, and got in.
"Miss Ye." Yan Tingfeng greeted her.
"You look good today. It's really useful to follow the doctor's advice." Ye Banlan raised her hand and tested the temperature on his forehead. "The body temperature is still a little low."
Yan Tingfeng's body is indeed very strange.
"Thank you for taking care of me, Miss Ye." Yan Tingfeng smiled lightly, "I couldn't even listen to what the previous doctors said. Only Miss Ye is so patient."
Rong Yu drove the car and snorted in his heart when he heard this.
It was clear to him that Yan Tingfeng would not listen to anyone except Ye Turning the Tide.
Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the restaurant.
Yan Tingfeng booked a private room here, which was close to the water.
There is a river outside the window, and the sunlight falls on the water, making the waves sparkle and shine brightly.
Binghe and Tiema stood guard on both sides, as if they were two door gods.
"Hello? Professor Fu?" As soon as he sat down, Ye Banlan received a call from Professor Fu.
"Well, to turn the tide, something happened here. Old Xue can't go to Jiangcheng today." Professor Fu said, "I'm afraid the dagger matter will have to be delayed for a few days."
Ye Banglan immediately realized something was wrong: "What's going on?"
Professor Fu hesitated: "Just... Lao Xue accidentally fell and was hospitalized. When he recovers, I will send you the dagger. Do you think it's okay?"
"Did you accidentally fall?" Hearing this, Ye Banlan said lightly, "Under normal circumstances, I would use such an excuse if I beat the opponent down."
Glacier: "..."
Iron Horse: "..."
Can this be called a normal situation? !
"Miss Ye, let me speak." There was a different person on the other end of the phone, it was the panting Xiang Lefeng, "When Professor Xue left the archaeological center today, he was intercepted by Xiang Yannan, and he snatched it away He also pushed Professor Xue down the steps."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people in the room changed.
Rong Yu let out an ouch: "How brave, brother, this thing has been stolen from our classmate Ye, why don't you kill him?!"
Glacier and Iron Horse also admired this person very much.
Yan Tingfeng drank tea slowly and began to recall Xiang Yannan. There seemed to be no deep impression in his memory.
"Xiang Yannan?" Ye Banlan had never heard of this name before.
"He is the child of my fifth uncle's family. He is only fifteen years old this year. He has just finished the high school entrance examination and has nothing to do all day long." Xiang Lefeng took a deep breath, "He has always been lawless by taking advantage of his age. I’ve been here several times.”
"Well, okay." Ye Banglan was calm from beginning to end, "Anything else?"
"I watched the surveillance, and Xiang Yannan was very arrogant in the surveillance." Xiang Lefeng continued, "His surname is Xiang, and the cultural relics belong to the Xiang family. If you have the ability, go to the Xiang family to get them."
"He said that?" Ye Banlan nodded slowly, "I understand."
Three hundred years ago, the killing order given to her by Ning Zhaozong could kill any member of the Xiang family, but she had never used it.
Finally, three hundred years later.
Good morning~~
I am asking for a ticket for Sister Lan in the new week, thank you all~
(End of this chapter)