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[This chapter is a side story. The main content is the closing of Chen Muwu’s trip to Beijing. You can skip it and it will not affect the subsequent plot at all.]
[This chapter is a side story. The main content is the closing of Chen Muwu’s trip to Beijing. You can skip it and it will not affect the subsequent plot at all.]
[This chapter is a side story. The main content is the closing of Chen Muwu’s trip to Beijing. You can skip it and it will not affect the subsequent plot at all.]
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After the great success of his last lecture at the First College of Bei University on February 8, Chen Muwu entered the countdown to leaving Beijing, returning to Shanghai, and heading south to return home.
Because the pain he experienced on the train when he came here was unforgettable for Chen Muwu, and riding a ferry on the Yangtze River felt pretty good, so he, who had never been on a ship in his previous life, planned to try a ship on his return trip.
Chen Muwu bought the boat ticket half a month in advance after the first lecture.
The "Xinming" is the latest express ship on the Tianjin-Shanghai route of China Merchants Shipping Company. It can reach the Baihai Sea in three days. It is only that slower than the torturous trains on the Beijing-Fenghuang, Jinpu, and Shanghai-Nanjing lines. Just one day.
It’s the end of the year and transportation capacity is scarce. If you don’t buy your tickets as early as possible, you may face the embarrassing situation of being unable to return home.
He calculated the date very accurately. On Sunday the 11th, he went to Heilongtan at night to buy the last batch of calligraphy and paintings. Then he took his luggage to Zhengyangmen East Station and took a train to Lugu. He boarded the ship and stayed in his cabin in the evening.
The ship set off early the next morning, and arrived at Baihai three days later on February 15th, the morning of New Year's Eve in 1923, just in time to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner.
A master of time management, nothing more than that!
So in the only two days left in Beijing, Chen Muwu was very busy.
The lecture account was settled easily.
At the celebration banquet on the night of the 8th, when he learned that Chen Muwu was eager to go home for the New Year, Hu Shihuang immediately asked about his account and bank in Yanhai, intending to transfer money directly to Chen Muwu's account.
But what puzzled him was that Chen Muwu refused this convenient, fast and safe method, and instead asked for 500 yuan in cash.
Hu Shi was very puzzled. Five hundred silver coins, regardless of their huge value, would easily be noticed by thieves. The weight alone was already more than twenty-five kilograms.
As the saying goes, a long journey does not come lightly. Chen Muwu is well versed in the most advanced science in the world, and he looks like an enlightened person who is willing to accept new things. Why does he just not trust the bank transfer, but instead uses the stupidest method to bring him money? How about leaving Beijing and returning to Shanghai with twenty-six kilograms of heavy objects?
It is estimated that Hu Shi would not be able to figure this out even if he thought about it.
How would he know that Chen Muwu never thought of taking the money back to Beihai, but exchanged it all for other things in Beijing!
The next day, Hu Shi took a special car and personally delivered the money to Dongbanqiao Hutong.
In addition to the 500 silver yuan agreed upon in advance for the tuition fee, Hu Shi gave Chen Muwu an additional 50 yuan, which was regarded as work-loss expenses incurred because the lecture was postponed for half a week.
After bidding farewell to Hu Shi, Chen Muwu rushed to the Beijing branch of Yishi Bao with the 30,000-word "Shooting the Condor" he had saved in recent days.
In just half a month, he has been here three or four times, and it can be said that he is familiar with the place.
He exchanged the 30,000-word manuscript for another 150 yuan, but Chen Muwu was not satisfied with this. He always felt that the manuscript fee was nothing compared to the 10 yuan of 1,000-word manuscript by Ping Jiang Buxiaosheng. .
So Chen Muwu decided to ask the newspaper's editor-in-chief, Cheng Shewo, in a trick: "Editor-in-chief, how are the sales of your newspaper recently?"
"Thanks to Brother Hanchen, the masterpiece "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has been serialized for more than a week now." Yao Fulan is Chen Muwu. It has been a fact recognized by the editorial board of "Yi Shi Bao". After the last lecture, Chen Muwu said in the interview Zhang Henshui also acquiesced to the news and asked him to keep it confidential. "The sales volume of our newspaper has increased slightly. We have also received several letters from readers to masterpieces. Brother Hanchen, will you take them away or let us handle them for you?" ?”
"Then it'll be hard work."
Chen Muwu didn't have time to deal with these letters.
His "The Condor" has only been serialized in the newspaper for less than ten days, with a thousand words per day, and the plot has not yet begun. How can any readers write to the author at this time?
The answer is self-evident, it is those prostitutes who read his pen name and mistakenly thought he was a woman.
Similarly, Chengshe and I were running news every day, and he also knew the elegant meaning of Xiange after hearing it, so he naturally understood what Chen Muwu meant when he suddenly asked about sales volume.
As he said, the novel has only been serialized for less than 10,000 words and the plot has not yet unfolded. How could it have such an immediate impact on newspaper sales?
However, I decided in my heart to increase Chen Muwu’s remuneration.
Because he has already read the follow-up content of 100,000 words, and knows that the story of "The Condor Shooting" is very exciting. Although the price of 5 yuan for 1,000 words is the highest level in the industry, it does not seem to be worthy of Chen Muwu. Word.
If the manuscript fee cannot stimulate Chen Muwu's creative desire and makes him give up contributing to the newspaper before completing the book, then Yishi Newspaper itself will suffer the greatest loss.
So after thinking for a while, Cheng Shewo said: "In addition, brother Hanchen, our newspaper is located at the headquarters of Tianyi, and we intend to introduce masterpieces to the Tianyi edition of "Yi Shi Bao". It is estimated that in a few years, the editor-in-chief He Lanyun will I will go to Beijing from Tianjin to discuss the remuneration with you."
Although Beijing's "Yi Shi Bao" and Tian'an's "Yi Shi Bao" have the same name, after careful comparison, you will find that they are completely two newspapers.
The Beijing edition of "Yi Shi Bao" mainly publishes local news; while the Tianyi edition has much richer news. It not only contains anecdotes from Beijing and Tianjin, but also is based in Tianyi, covering North China and also in Sihai. , Guangzhou set up sales outlets to facilitate people in the south to see news from the north.
If "Shooting the Condor" can be featured on the Tianyi page of "Yi Shi Bao" again, it will be good news for Chen Muwu.
Because the circulation of this newspaper is much larger than that of the Beijing edition, the manuscript fees will naturally increase.
only……
"Editor-in-Chief Cheng, I will return to my hometown for the Chinese New Year in two days, and I will probably not come to Beijing again after the New Year. What about the remuneration...?"
Chengshe smiled and said, "Brother Hanchen, don't worry. Our newspaper also has a distribution department in Baihai. They will contact me about the submission and remuneration after I return home."
Of course I know that Chen Muwu is not from the north. Now that his lectures at Bei University have ended, he will return to Baihai soon.
That's why he invited the big Buddha of the editor-in-chief. Anyway, Chen Muwu would not stay in Beijing and give up his future plans just to meet an editor-in-chief.
As for the royalties, we will have to apply to the Tianli headquarters after the year. I am sure that the Tianli version of "Yi Shi Bao" will never refuse to serialize this wonderful "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
Chen Muwu left his address in Jihai to Cheng Shewo, and then left the Beijing "Yi Shi Bao" office with a royalties of 150 yuan.
In the little more than a day left, he didn't have a moment to spare.
First, I went to Liulichang and bought a good camphor wood box, and then purchased some moisture-absorbing and moisture-proof quicklime. These are preparations for storing calligraphy and painting.
Then he didn't forget to go to No. 11 Badaowan Hutong and say goodbye to No. 48 Xiaoyabao Hutong before leaving.
Chen Muwu exchanged a box of Shaoxing Yunji old wine for three copies of "The Scream" inscribed by Lu Xun to the three brothers.
In fact, the official release of the novel collection "The Scream" was in August this year.
What Chen Muwu got was a pre-printed copy that was printed before the official publication. It was only used by the author to check for errors and omissions. It was more precious than the first printing of the first edition. 【1】
When he met Ma Yuzao's fourth brother Ma Heng again, he still remembered the authentic works of Song Huizong and Wang Xizhi in Chen Muwu's hands.
Ma Heng took Chen Muwu's hand, walked to a remote part of his home, and whispered: "I already have some clues about the origins of your paintings. They may be authentic works that leaked out of the Qing palace."
Of course Chen Muwu knew that it was leaked from the palace, but he had to pretend to be surprised: "Ah? Fourth brother, what do you think we should do?"
"Alas," Ma Heng sighed and shook his head, "The government admits that everything in the palace is the property of the royal family, and they sell it off without authorization. What can we do?
"Last year, the little emperor had no money to get married, so he wanted to sell Wensu Pavilion's "Sikuquanshu" to Qi himself in exchange for funds for the wedding.
"Thanks to Shen Jianshi, my second brother and others running around, the Ministry of Education took action to stop this kind of selling of national treasures.
"Although the "Sikuquanshu" has been preserved, one or two treasures pop up in Liulichang from time to time. When I ask the shopkeeper about its origin, he is always vague and always says that someone else put it on consignment for him.
"Our professors at Bei University have been calling for the national treasures in the imperial palace to be nationalized every year, but we, the meat-eaters in the Republic of China, only care about grabbing their own interests, and no one is willing to violate the "Conditions for Preferential Treatment of the Household Clearance" and come forward to do this. People's affairs.
"You must protect those three calligraphy and paintings of yours. Don't damage them, let alone sell them to foreigners!"
Seeing Ma Heng like this, Chen Muwu thought for a while and felt that in order to avoid regrets from happening again, he should reveal some information: "Fourth brother, since as you said, it was the palace people who secretly stole the national treasure and sold it, So have you ever considered what they would do if this was exposed one day?"
The question raised by Chen Muwu made Ma Heng ponder for a long time.
After a while, he asked in a low voice with an uncertain tone: "You are so messed up, are you going to admit it?"
Seeing that his words failed to wake up Ma Heng across from him, Chen Muwu simply put his words on the table: "Stealing and selling national treasures is naturally a felony under the laws of the Republic of China.
"As for the little emperor in the palace, he has always regarded the national treasure as his own property. He can take it out himself, but others can't. If he knew that someone had touched his taboo, he would definitely be furious.
"You know, people have always turned a blind eye to the lynching of the little emperor within the palace walls, and they have a lot of thunderous methods against those palace ladies and eunuchs.
"Fourth brother, in this case, if you are the one who steals and sells the national treasure, what should you do?"
Chen Muwu paused, leaving Ma Heng enough time to think, and then he did not wait for his answer, but asked and answered himself: "If it were me, I would definitely not run away, because running away means guilty, then If others arrest you, you will be more famous and justified.
"Since some people say that I am a thief who stole the national treasure, then some evidence must be produced. And the best way to hide the evidence is not to use fake antiques to replace the real antiques that have been stolen out of the palace and sold. Directly set fire to the place where the national treasure was originally hidden. In this way, it was all burned into "the white earth is so clean".
“Both palaces and national treasures were all reduced to ashes in the fire. Who can tell which national treasure was stolen and sold, and which was not stolen?
"This matter is probably the result of such an anticlimactic outcome."
"Hiss..." Ma Heng took a breath after listening to Chen Muwu's words, "Can they really do such a heartbreaking thing?"
"Of course I can't use the heart of a gentleman to save the belly of a villain. These are all my guesses," Chen Muwu said through gritted teeth, "But if they can cut themselves off with a knife, what else can they do to be cruel? Can’t you do it?”
On the 30th day of the Yangtze River, there were three massacres in Jiayuan. He suppressed himself and did not say these words that undermined the unity of the nation.
"Then... Hanchen, tell me, what should we do?" Ma Heng was worried.
“I think there are three strategies for this matter: upper, middle and lower.
“The best strategy is to ask a general with military power to lead his soldiers into the palace, control all the people inside, and then count and inspect the national treasures in the palace;
"The middle strategy is to organize enough people to carry fire-fighting equipment and patrol outside the palace day and night, waiting for opportunities. You can even set up an observation post on Jingshan Mountain to observe the situation in the palace at all times;
"The next best thing to do is to write to the little emperor, asking him to discipline his subordinates and stop stealing and selling national treasures."
Chen Muwu seemed to propose three strategies, upper, middle and lower, just like Pang Tong did when he persuaded Liu Bei to take Yizhou.
But in fact, his best and worst strategies are nonsense, because these are the two things that the professors at Bei University call for all day long, but they have never achieved even the slightest effect.
Unless it is next year and Zhifeng starts the second war, Feng Huanzhang can take the opportunity to lead his troops into the empty Beijing City, kill Wu Peifu by surprise, and set up a cannon on Jingshan Mountain to aim at the palace, forcing the little emperor to get out of the Forbidden City.
What he really wanted Ma Heng to do was this middle strategy.
Because Chen Muwu remembered it very clearly, less than half a year later, the little emperor in the palace finally discovered that some eunuchs with unclean hands and feet were secretly selling things out of the palace.
The little emperor couldn't help but become furious and ordered a thorough inventory of the palace's property, forcing the group of psychopathic eunuchs to set fire to Jianfu Palace, which contained a large number of national treasures, one night. 【2】
Chen Muwu was very afraid that if his butterfly flapped its wings a few times in Beijing City, the fire would come early.
The Beida Fire Brigade should be formed as early as possible.
As expected, Ma Heng listened to Chen Muwu's words. He nodded thoughtfully: "Han Chen, this best strategy is difficult, and the worst strategy will not have any effect. I think this middle strategy is the most feasible one." The solution is that I will go to the school to find instructor Bai Jintao and ask him to mobilize a group of student troops to form a firefighting team."
The Bei University Student Army is the "legacy" left by former president Cai Yuanpei. During the Zhili-Fengtian War last year, in order to defend the campus, he ordered the selection of more than 300 students and formed a security group.
Later, the Guard Corps was renamed the Student Army, and it has remained the same ever since.
Many students in this organization later joined the army, and the most famous one among them was Zhang Zhonglin, who shouted at Menglianggu, "For the sake of the party and the country, help your brothers."
After saying that, Ma Heng wanted to go to Beida to find someone, but Chen Muwu stopped him: "Fourth brother, you don't have to worry. It's not enough to organize the manpower alone, and we must have fire-fighting equipment. Protecting national treasures is everyone's responsibility." , I am willing to donate 100 yuan to help the fire brigade purchase fire-fighting equipment in the embassy district."
"Why do you have to pay for this? But Hanchen, you are right, you really need good equipment. In this case, I will ask someone to go to the embassy area to see if I can buy some sets of the most advanced equipment."
Chen Muwu knew that Ma Heng was married to the daughter of a rich man and his family had plenty of money, so naturally he was not short of the hundred yuan.
But he still mentioned this, not because he wanted to say something cheap to gain favor with others, but because he wanted to make an innuendo to make Ma Heng stop focusing on building up manpower and neglecting fire-fighting equipment.
It is much more efficient to use faucets to draw water from moats or wells to put out fires than to have students carry buckets and pour it ladle after ladle.
"Hanchen, I have to go to the school first to discuss setting up a fire brigade, so I won't keep you here anymore. You should go back and pack your luggage quickly. I wish you a safe journey home tomorrow."
After leaving the Ma family in Xiaoyabao Hutong, Chen Muwu was not in a hurry to return to Dongbanqiao. He still wanted to bring some local products back to his family.
In fact, he really doesn't know what local products Beijing has. Let's buy tea. These teas are all shipped from the south. Why bother to sacrifice the good and the bad? The same goes for embroidery and silk.
When buying some of the palace snacks that Cixi and Lafayette loved to eat, Chen Muwu was afraid that the food might spoil after being on the road for three days.
In the end, he bought an otter hat for each of his eldest and second brothers, and a jade ring for the old lady. He also brought a lot of rare and dry goods shipped from the Northeast and outside the country.
Ma Yuzao's family had already prepared a practical dinner for Chen Muwu.
Today is the last night he will stay in Beijing while giving lectures in the north. Tomorrow morning, Chen Muwu will leave Beijing and go south to his hometown for the New Year.
After spending nearly a month together, everyone has developed a deep relationship with each other, especially the children of the Ma family, who are reluctant to let go of this big brother who brings them supper in different ways every night.
Chen Muwu called Ma Yuzao his second brother, but Ma Yuzao's children, despite being educated several times by their parents, still insisted on calling him their eldest brother.
This title is really confusing!
The time was still four o'clock in the morning on Sunday, the car was still Fushun Taxi No. E, the driver was still the same driver, and the destination was still the same destination.
After the practice banquet last night, Chen Muwu declined Ma Yuzao's offer to see him off at Zhengyangmen East Station tomorrow on the pretext that the train left too early.
In order to find an excuse for himself to go out in the middle of the night, Chen Muwu specially bought the seventh train from Beijing at 6 a.m. so that he would not appear so abrupt when he left at 4 a.m.
However, he did not go directly to the station at the front door, but asked the driver to drive to Black Dragon Pond in Nancheng.
In the dilapidated house beside the pool, invisible transactions are still going on.
The old eunuch had completely regarded Chen Muwu as a young man who liked ancient calligraphy and painting, so when he saw him walking into the room, the old eunuch didn't say anything, but just smiled and nodded towards Chen Muwu.
Westerners still linger around the vases, porcelain and bronzes on the table.
However, on the other side where the scrolls of calligraphy and painting were placed, today there was a little man with a vulgar face, who was unfolding the scrolls and admiring the art in them one by one.
Chen Muwu thought to himself that it was probably the first time for this little bastard to come here. He didn't know that scrolls were sold based on quantity rather than quality, so he showed the same timidity as he did the last time he came here.
He counted the number of calligraphy and painting scrolls in his mind. In addition to the one still in Xiaoqian's hand, there were four normal ones and two long scrolls. According to the price given by the old eunuch last time, the total was 800 yuan. .
In Beijing, Chen Muwu earned a total of 1,200 yuan from tuition fees plus the royalties from "The Condor Shooting".
He stayed for 200 yuan to buy things, and exchanged the remaining 1,000 yuan for gold bars that were slightly more portable, and brought them to today's transaction site.
Chen Muwu bowed his hand to the leading old eunuch. Although he hated these people very much, he still said the honorific: "Old father-in-law."
"Sir, what do you want from us?"
"Is it convenient for us to talk outside the room?"
"Convenient, convenient."
Of course, the old eunuch would not look down on any patron who gave him money, so he followed Chen Muwu out of the room.
"Sir, please speak."
Chen Muwu went to the car and took out the box containing the gold bars, then walked to the door, opened the box with the light, and showed it in front of the old eunuch: "Old father-in-law, I wish you a happy New Year first. Here are thirty-two gold bars of one or two weights. The pure gold bars add up to a total of two kilograms of gold. You must have a scale in your house and something to test the quality of the gold. I would never dare to cheat on this."
"Happy New Year to you, sir. So, why did you call our family out?"
The old eunuch wanted to pierce his eyes into the neat gold bars, but he still asked politely.
Chen Muwu took out five gold bars from the box and stuffed them into the lapel of the old eunuch's clothes: "With these five gold bars, please ask my husband to buy some New Year's goods. And for the remaining gold bars, I want the eight calligraphy and paintings."
The old eunuch was naturally very happy when he saw that his money had entered his little treasury.
He tucked away his clothes, then hurriedly took Xiangzi from Chen Muwu's hand, and said with a smile: "Easy to say, easy to say! Since sir likes those calligraphy and paintings, I can just help you get them."
Chen Muwu followed the old eunuch back to the house and watched him hand the box in his hand to someone else.
After the weight and quality were verified, the old eunuch walked straight to the pile of calligraphy and painting scrolls, stretched out his hand to grab the one held in the little book's hand, rolled it up, and sent it all in together with the others. Chen Muwu's arms.
The old eunuch's triangular eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "Since you like these, sir, please say hello in advance before you come next time. I will definitely ask someone to prepare more, and I guarantee your satisfaction."
"Then thank you so much, old man." Chen Muwu nodded slightly in greeting, but what he was thinking about was, how many more days can you, an old castrate, be able to jump around?
Westerners were still looking at the porcelain and bronze wares, while the eunuchs each held a gold bar in their hands and listened carefully to the sweet sound made when the two gold bars collided.
There was only one person left at the scene. He was startled by the sudden situation and said in shock: "Nani?"
Seeing Chen Muwu holding the scroll, turning around and striding out, he realized that all today's paintings and calligraphy seemed to have been bought by this person, so he looked at the old eunuch who was still standing beside him and asked: "What's this?" Is...what's going on?"
The old eunuch said nonchalantly: "If someone gives us money, we will sell the goods. It's that simple!"
It doesn't matter whether he is an Asian or a Westerner, he is not as generous or as neat as the young man just now.
Seeing the seller's attitude, I could only run a few steps and chase him out the door.
Just now he took a fancy to one of the calligraphy and painting works, but now something unexpected happened.
Whether it was someone who got there first, or someone who teamed up to play the double act and raised the price, he thought that even if he spent a lot of money, he would buy the calligraphy.
"Sir, sir, please stay."
Because he just heard the young man talking to the old eunuch in Chinese, Qi himself could only use blunt Chinese to call Chen Muwu and wait for him.
Unexpectedly, Chen Muwu turned a deaf ear to the Ford car. He walked to the Ford car, opened the door and got in. While carefully putting the calligraphy and paintings one by one into the camphor wood box that had been prepared, he urged the driver to start the car quickly. car.
"Sir, sir," I yelled crazily, and kept slapping the car window with my palms.
The driver felt very distressed. If the glass was damaged, he would be the one to pay.
He also turned around and persuaded Chen Muwu: "Sir, just open the car window and ask him what's wrong?"
Chen Muwuxin said, if you had started the car a long time ago, how could such a bad thing happen?
The car window opened just a crack, and as if he had seen a life-saving straw, he shouted even louder: "I am Yamamoto Teijiro, I am from Sado County, Niigata Prefecture. I have taken a fancy to the yellow mountain in my husband's hand. The "Biographies of Lian Lin" written in Gu Cao's script is quite long. I wonder if your husband can bear the pain of parting with me?"
Yellow Valley? Huang Tingjian?
Did you find another treasure?
"Mr. Yamamoto, we have an old saying in China. Do you know what it is?"
Seeing the smiles on the faces of the people in the car, Teijiro Yamamoto mistakenly thought that maybe he had a chance to buy the scroll back, so he also smiled and said, "Sir, did you say 'pink is given to beauties and swords are sold to martyrs'?"
"No, this is a saying that is widely circulated in the Sihuan area of our country. I will give it to you for free today."
After saying that, Chen Muwu imitated the tone in "Bright Sword" and said in four words: "Yamamoto, I will be your ancestor!"
At this time, the driver finally started the car, and the black car sped away in the night.
Sitting in the car, watching Teijiro Yamamoto being left behind by the Ford, Chen Muwu felt happy when his plot succeeded.
I don't know why, but when he heard this little guy introduce himself as his surname was Yamamoto, he suddenly thought of this classic line.
There is a joke that people’s surnames come from the places where their ancestors lived, such as Yamamoto, Matsushita, Inoue, Momotani, Hashimoto, Hebei, etc.
Chen Muwu couldn't help but think to himself, if he really killed Yamamoto's ancestor in the car, what would he be called, Chen Rixian, or Chen Xuanri?
"Sir, where are we going?" The driver's words interrupted Chen Muwu's joy.
Although Black Dragon Pool is a certain distance away from Zhengyangmen East Station, it is next to another city gate in Beijing.
When this city gate was first built, it was called Zhengyang Outer Gate for a while. It was only after the construction of the Wengcheng was completed that it received its official name, Yongding Gate.
“Go to Yongdingmen Station!”
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[1] Author's note: The term "preprint" was made up because I couldn't find any works published by Lu Xun during this period. I could only ask for "The Scream" which was published in August 1923 in advance.
[2] Author's note: At around 9 p.m. on June 26, 1923, the Jianfu Palace in the Forbidden City in Beijing suddenly caught fire. The Italian fire brigade in the Embassy District of Dongjiaominxiang saw the flames in the Forbidden City and immediately drove a fire truck into the palace to put out the fire and cut off the power supply to the Forbidden City. Then the Beijing Fire Department also came to put out the fire.
However, because there was neither running water nor wells in the palace, after several tons of water were used up, the firefighters were "heroes useless." The fire quickly spread from Jingyixuan to Yanchun Pavilion, and even the surrounding palaces turned into a sea of flames. Hundreds of years of towering pines and cypresses were also burned. The fire was not extinguished until noon the next day.
This fire destroyed a total of three to four hundred houses. In addition to all the antiquities collected in Yanshou Pavilion, all the Tibetan Tripitaka in Guangsheng Tower, and several items in Jiyun Tower and Ninghui Tower were also lost. Thousands of large and small gold Buddhas and gold ritual instruments, etc. The most precious among them are the four golden pavilions, all with diamond roofs and cloisonné seats; there are also thousands of Tripitaka plates carved during the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty stored in Jingshenzhai, a Shwedagon Pagoda made during the Yongzheng period in the Zhongzheng Hall, and the entire There is a hidden scripture, calligraphy and paintings of famous people from past dynasties, etc.
