Chapter 161: The Northern Frontier Has Sent a Telegram!

Bai Wei walked up to Dr. Luo and smiled indifferently.

"You asked me about the origin of that Bronze Ware; I will tell you now."

After saying this, she waved her small hand and produced a scroll of pale yellow silk with red-bordered edges.

"Xiao Moting, Prince of the North of the Daliang Kingdom—please present the Sacrificial Text to the Late Emperor!"

"Your subject, Prince of the North Xiao Moting, respectfully petitions Your Majesty—the holy virtue of the late emperor shines upon the sun and moon; I humbly beg Your Majesty's grace to permit me to hold the grand ceremony of sacrifice to the late emperor..."

This was an ancient memorial, a "Sacrificial Text to the Late Emperor" written by the Prince of the North to the emperor to request a sacrifice to the ancestors.

It had been sent over by Xiao Moting to back her up!

The wording was earnest, the literary style was superb, and the calligraphy was even more vigorous and fluid—it could be called a peerless masterpiece.

More importantly, it was written by the hand of the Daliang Prince of the North himself and stamped with a vermilion seal; it was a unique, priceless national treasure!

A crowd stood before Bai Wei.

Yet, in the vast Exhibition Center, there was dead silence at this moment, with only her crisp voice echoing.

After finishing the "Sacrificial Text to the Late Emperor" written by Xiao Moting, Bai Wei gave a calm smile to the stunned Dr. Luo.

"Dr. Luo, the Bronze Ware in your hand is called Yongming Incense. This 'Sacrificial Text to the Late Emperor' written by the Fourth Prince of Daliang also mentions this object."

"It is an Artifact of the Daliang royal family, placed before the mausoleum of the Great Ancestor Emperor to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth."

"The three bronze pillars upon it represent the Heavenly Emperor, Empress Earth, and the Human Emperor, respectively..."

"In the tomb chamber of the Great Ancestor Emperor, the air is thin, and ordinary incense would quickly extinguish, so the Daliang royal family used this Yongming Incense to replace ordinary incense to offer sacrifices to heaven, earth, and the ancestral spirits..."

"This memorial was written by the Fourth Prince of Daliang. He was enfeoffed as the Prince of the North, stationed at the frontier, and made tremendous contributions to the peace of Daliang. As the Image Ambassador promoting ancient Huaxia culture, coming here to read this memorial for everyone and changing into this solemn dress is also a sign of respect for Huaxia's historical civilization."

Once Bai Wei finished speaking, the surroundings fell into silence.

The next second!

Thunderous applause!

Enthusiastic applause erupted throughout the venue, like a tidal wave!

Everyone was clapping for Bai Wei!

"Worthy of being the Image Ambassador of Huaxia; what she said makes one's blood boil."

"This is what it means to truly respect ancient culture."

"Huaxia culture is truly broad and profound; ancient Huaxia was indeed a renowned land of ritual and decorum."

Bai Wei not only stated the purpose of the Bronze Ware but also brought the "Sacrificial Text to the Late Emperor" as proof!

Dr. Luo and several executives had ugly expressions; if not for the presence of reporters, they likely would have lost their composure long ago.

They had originally intended to make Bai Wei lose face, but instead, they were slapped in the face in public!

She had actually produced a memorial from the Daliang royal family—the evidence was as solid as a mountain, and no one could refute it!

Bai Wei smiled at Dr. Luo.

"Dr. Luo, don't forget what you promised just now: let the Dragon Head return to Huaxia."

As soon as the words fell, Dr. Luo's complexion turned black to the extreme.

Bai Wei didn't care about him and turned around to face the crowd with a smile.

The surrounding reporters hurriedly took photos of Bai Wei.

Tourists crowded forward, scrambling to take photos with Bai Wei to soak up some of her "wealthy" aura!

This young woman was not only beautiful but also incredibly rich!

Her entire outfit was worth at least billions; who else could be as wealthy as her?

Deputy Bureau Chief Qian could not escape either; he was surrounded by a group of reporters, all vying to ask questions.

The two-nation Antique Exhibition concluded its first day in a jubilant atmosphere.

The internet was flooded with news about the China Hall of the Antique Exhibition.

It spread across foreign networks as well, and netizens were full of praise, sighing at the breadth and depth of ancient Huaxia culture and clamoring to travel to Huaxia to see these precious national treasures with their own eyes.

And the photo of Bai Wei in her ancient red dress, holding the memorial, spread across the entire internet.

The day's exhibition ended.

Bai Wei had stood for a whole day, and her legs were sore.

As soon as she reached the backstage lounge, she couldn't wait to change into casual pants and a T-shirt.

Although the ancient dress was beautiful, the long skirt was heavy, and the headpiece was heavy too... it was tiring to wear!

After changing her clothes, Bai Wei put the antiques she had taken off into a box and transmitted them to Xiao Moting's side.

Just after transmitting them, she heard someone knocking on the door.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Miss Bai Wei, are you inside?"

Richard's voice came from outside the door.

Bai Wei frowned.

Here he comes.

She remained calm, turned, walked over, and opened the door.

"Mr. Richard, is there something you need?"

Compared to his previous arrogance, Richard, having lost face, was now extremely polite.

"Miss Bai Wei, I didn't expect you to have collected so many antiques; I was blind before."

Bai Wei gave a lukewarm "Oh."

"It's like this." Richard rubbed his hands together with a smile, "Our company is very interested in the antiques you have collected, especially that memorial; it has high cultural value, and we would like to offer a high price to buy it."

Bai Wei scoffed in her heart.

She knew that since the other party had acquired so many Huaxia national treasures, they certainly wouldn't let go of the collection in her hands.

Therefore, Bai Wei refused very decisively.

"This is my private collection, not for sale!"

Facing a thief who steals national treasures, she couldn't even be bothered to use polite pleasantries.

Richard would not give up, "We can offer a high price..."

"Do I look like someone who is short on money?"

Bai Wei interrupted him directly.

The thing she lacked the least was money!

A look of disappointment flashed across Richard's face.

"The Kent Dynasty antiques you have collected are heirlooms of our family's ancestors, so I am here to earnestly request that you sell them to us."

Bai Wei's tone was indifferent.

"I am not short on money."

With one sentence, she blocked Richard until sweat broke out on his forehead.

The antiques in Bai Wei's hands were indeed their ancestral items, especially since the gold coins were engraved with the portraits of their ancestors; if they couldn't be recovered, Ross Company would become a laughingstock in the antique circle.

Just then, Bai Wei spoke slowly.

"I won't sell, but I am a collector, and I can exchange antiques with you."

Richard's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, Ross Company possesses precious antiques from every dynasty across the globe; what would you like to exchange for?"

Daliang.

Northern Frontier Camp.

Xiao Moting was inspecting the farmland.

The stretch of wasteland before his eyes had already been reclaimed into farmland by the farmers, who were diverting water to irrigate the land and planting seedlings...

Rice paddies, cornfields, vegetable plots...

Over a thousand mu of fields were arranged neatly and in perfect order.

The seedlings had already sprouted, a vast expanse of green.

Many farmers, carrying the pesticide sprayers sent by Bai Wei, were fertilizing the crops in the fields.

Wu Er accompanied Xiao Moting respectfully, his face reddened by the spring sun, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Prince, the crops in the fields are growing well! The fertilizer sent by Shennü Daren is truly good stuff!"

"The grain planted in Beijiang this year will surely have a bumper harvest."

"The seeds sent by Shennü Daren grow especially fast; by the end of next month, the radishes and cabbages will be ready for harvest."

After Wu Er finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Moting eagerly again.

"Prince, my big brother's side... has there been any word?"

Xiao Moting said in a deep voice, "You will be notified if there is news."

Just as they were speaking, Qin Zhan ran over in a hurry, his expression excited.

"Prince, Han Fang has finished studying the introductory electrician book and, following the video sent by Shennü Daren, has installed the solar panels!"

"He even installed an Electric Lamp; we can generate electricity without a diesel engine!"