The troubles of modern idle people

  After dinner, I'm ready to return to modern times.

  Li Yuanxing carefully wrapped up the things sent by Zhangsun Wuji, and also selected two of the four knives brought by Lao Lang, in addition to Li Er's paired knife and the scabbard. Li Yuanxing didn't know what was the most valuable thing to bring back, but for now he knew that knives were important, it seemed that learning from Guan Gong about the history of the Tang Dynasty was crucial.

  At nightfall, Hei Tan Ge personally led his troops to surround Li Yuan Xing's tent, with two maidservants kneeling at the entrance.

  Li Yuanxing estimated that it should be around 10 o'clock at night, but he didn't dare to confirm and entered the tent ahead of time.

  The soldiers outside thought Star Lord was going back to heaven and felt honored to be guarding him here.

  At midnight, the sound of the zither rose, and there was still no unusual reaction inside the tent. Hei Tan Ge couldn't bear it and carefully opened a small gap in the curtain door, looked inside and saw no one, then completely opened the curtain door, exclaiming: "Xing Jun! It's really Xing Jun from heaven!"

  The soldiers' faces became even more excited, and two maids were actually crying.

  Hei Tan Ge said to the two maids, "Clean up the tent properly. Xing Jun will definitely return tomorrow morning. You must come out within two hours at most."

  Two maidservants responded in unison, saying that being able to serve the Star Lord from heaven was a blessing they had cultivated in their past lives.

  "All troops listen to orders, change shifts every hour, anyone approaching here will be beheaded!"

  "Understood!" The soldiers responded loudly.

  Li Yuanxing didn't know if he had slept or not. Anyway, it was dawn, and his body seemed to have no feeling of fatigue. He touched the wooden box under him and felt at ease.

  Nowadays it is also a tent, a square canvas tent.

  In the tent, he fumbled out his phone and dialed a number to call Wang Wu. As soon as Wang Wu picked up the phone, his first sentence was: "Xing Ge, is the business done?"

  "I don't know, it's only considered after Master Gui has seen it!" Li Yuanxing knew this was absolutely genuine.

  Wang Wu sounded relieved and continued, "Xing Ge, last night when you went out to take care of things, the East Street Tiger came knocking on our door. He said we have to pay for their medical expenses. I told him to screw off, Little Seven is still in the hospital! He said we only hurt one of theirs, but two of theirs are now crippled!"

  Li Yuanxing listened quietly, life was still the same, idle people fighting and scrambling for business.

  Compared to the pressure from the other side of Datang, this little fight with Li Yuanxing was really not a big deal. He said into the phone, "Wang Wu, call Lao Hu and tell him I'm buying him drinks this afternoon."

  "Alright, I'll let Xiao Hou go gather people!" Wang Wu thought a fight was about to break out and naturally assumed they were going to rally their men.

  Before long, Wang Wu's car arrived at the foot of the mountain. After helping Li Yuanxing put the wooden box on the car, he asked: "Are we going to see Master Gui?"

  "Go see Master Gui! Then call Liangzi to take out 1 million in cash and have Xiao Hou bring people to pack it into boxes."

  "Xing Ge, you're not planning on giving that gang of Tigers' money, are you?!" Wang Wu exclaimed like a cat with its fur standing on end.

  "Just watch the show, we'll crush them with money!" Li Yuanxing's calm tone represented his strong confidence.

  Wang Wu heard this and was also full of confidence, and even made a joke: "Change it into coins!"

  Haha! The two burst out laughing at the same time.

  After receiving Li Yuanxing's phone call, Guizi asked Li Yuanxing to go directly to the Provincial Museum, and he would be picked up by Chang Hong on his way to work. Several departments of the Provincial Museum have already started preparing. What Li Yuanxing told Guizi was that he had contacted a foreign cultural relic smuggling gang and had several Japanese treasures in hand.

  Smuggling China's national treasures is a serious crime, but foreign collectors think they are just things that can be exchanged for money.

  The provincial museum has a military police detachment stationed there, and the office area of the museum has been sealed off. Wang Wu's car directly entered the underground garage through the back door. Four tall and strong security guards carefully lifted Li Yuanxing's wooden box onto a special shelf, although one of these strong security guards could have easily carried the box alone, they strictly followed the regulations to lift it with four people, ensuring stability and safety.

  In addition to Wang Wu, the big boss with the surname Hao from last time also came, and he didn't come alone, but brought two others along.

  Mr. Hao came over for that scabbard, but at the moment, the three of them could only wait in the small living room, and they were not qualified to participate in the process of opening the wooden box.

  Before opening the wooden box, someone took a photo. Chang Hong, a lieutenant colonel of the armed police, and Li Yuanxing signed to confirm that the wooden box was lifted onto the table and opened.

  On top is a black box.

  "It's said that this box contains treasures from Japan, and inside is a night pearl!" Li Yuanxing held the box with both hands and presented it to Master Gui as if he were offering a treasure.

  The old man opened the cabinet and hit Li Yuanxing on the head with a tobacco pouch: "You are useless!"

  Li Yuanxing was confused, but Chang Hong smiled and explained: "It's just a natural pearl, even if it's an antique, it's only worth some money. But this box is extremely valuable and has great historical significance. It's made from the shell of a rare sea turtle, and judging from the pattern on top, it should be from the 5th to 7th century, with the crest of the Japanese imperial family!"

  "How much does it cost?" Wang Wu asked in a low voice, but seeing the cashier's icy gaze, he shrank to one side.

  "After handing over the box to the staff, Hong said: 'This is no longer a matter of value, it has historical value, and for Japan, it can be called a national treasure.'"

  "This is money for us!" Li Yuanxing added.

  "Not bad, it's just money. Little Li is going to get rich this time, with just this one item, you can exchange it for tens of millions. If sold to a Japanese consortium, the value can triple!" Chang Hong didn't mind talking about money, treasures in his eyes were divided into three categories: one was genuine historical artifacts, which were national treasures; another was collectible treasures, and the last was just valuable items that could be calculated by their price.

  Li Yuanxing didn't feel particularly excited upon hearing this number, as he felt a sense of duty and responsibility towards the Tang Dynasty. He simply nodded slightly, first taking out the scabbard and placing it to one side: "This is owed to Old Man Hao." Then he took out a marked package cloth, which was also something he had brought with him last time he went to the Tang Dynasty.

  Slowly opening the corner of the cloth package, only exposing a corner of the scabbard, Master Gui and everyone around him stared.

  "Master Gui, it seems you've been deceived." Li Yuanxing said this intentionally, seeking revenge for Master Gui hitting him with his pipe earlier. He spoke slowly and calmly: "You taught me about the early Tang dynasty history, but this one doesn't seem to be the one used by Qin Qiong."

  The old man didn't say a word, for the scabbard had already told him that this sword was no ordinary one.

  Not just the cabinet master, Chang Hong, but also other museum staff can see it, the decorations on the scabbard show nobility!