PFC Chapter 199 Antique Family
Chapter 199 Antique Family
"Vice Principal Yun, what is this?" Jian Ning presented Yun Yao with a porcelain-like object that had just been unearthed.
Yun Yao glanced at it and said without hesitation, "The fruit basket for holding fruit is called the Willow Moon Basin."
Jian Ning glanced at the mud-covered object in her hand and nodded somewhat blankly.
Given the current situation, how did Vice Principal Yun figure it out?
Yun Yao was cleaning the murals with Mi Jishan and the others, and because the lighting inside the tomb was dim, she didn't see Jian Ning's expression at all.
Mi Jishan started rambling on and on as soon as he entered the tomb, driving Yun Yao crazy with his chatter.
"It's not hard to see from this mural that Yuwen Qingyue was an exceptionally handsome man back then! No wonder the Grand Preceptor Zhou Wan was so fond of him."
Yun Yao: "..." I'm deaf, I can't hear.
"I dare say that the woman in this mural must be the Grand Preceptor Zhou Wan!"
"Oh," Yun Yao replied with just that one word.
"Vice Principal Yun, you don't seem to be in high spirits today. What's wrong? Were you shocked?"
“That’s true. As the most mysterious dynasty in the history of China, it’s only natural that you are shocked by the Qingyue Dynasty.” Mi Jishan was probably too excited and kept muttering to Yun Yao.
“Vice Principal Yun, do you think the historical rumors might be true? That the emperor of this dynasty fell at the feet of the Grand Tutor Zhou Wan?” Mi Jishan shook his head.
With a "crack," the tool in Yun Yao's hand broke in two.
"It's a bit stuffy, I'm going out for some fresh air." With that, Yun Yao fled the main tomb chamber as if she were escaping.
Mi Jishan looked at Yun Yao's back with some confusion. Didn't they all carry oxygen tanks?
Yun Yao unloaded the things from her back as she went outside, her face full of frustration.
He brought this on himself! He should have blown up the tomb a few hours ago. At this rate, who knows how many more problems will arise!
She never imagined that everything she had done would be publicly condemned by the world today!
Yun Yao rubbed her temples in annoyance.
Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a commotion coming from not far away.
Looking up, one could see a procession of over a hundred people heading towards this place.
Yun Yao's eyes narrowed slightly. Just as she was about to turn and leave, someone called out to her.
"Yun Yao!"
Yun Yao was all too familiar with that voice; who else could it be but that coward Han Wenqian?
He wasn't in a hurry to leave; he slowly turned around, his expression disdainful.
"Is something wrong?"
Her contempt successfully angered Han Wenqian.
"Oh, no, I should call you Vice Principal Yun now!"
"Vice Principal Yun, why aren't you doing your job as principal at the school? Why are you here doing archaeology? Are you going to run away like last time?"
At that time, many people witnessed Yun Yao's abilities at Yuan Tan's Tomb in Nanxun City.
Upon hearing Han Wenqian's words, everyone burst into laughter, and none of the teachers or professors leading them stopped him.
Yun Yao smiled wryly, her eyes full of sarcasm.
Is this what human nature is?
A person's strengths will never be seen; they will only focus on the slightest flaw they think they see and magnify it again and again.
It's absolutely... ridiculous!
"You will eventually pay the price for your words and actions." Yun Yao's lips curled slightly as she spoke slowly, "Trust me."
No one noticed that the moment Yun Yao finished speaking, they were enveloped in a dark purple halo.
That was God's curse.
Seeing her masterpiece, Yun Yao saw no need to dwell on it any longer. She left with an ambiguous look before turning and departing.
With such a massive number of people, even she, as a god, did not have the right to annihilate them with a single blow, but... she had the ability to bring their cause and effect forward.
Everyone stood there, stunned, feeling that something had changed in the unseen world, but it seemed that nothing had changed at all.
"Ignore her. Don't let some unimportant people slow us down. Let's go!"
Unlike the conservative approach taken by the Imperial University of Peking in excavating cultural relics from tombs, these people were prepared to dig directly.
The clattering sound of the excavator's tracks came from the ground, and even the ground trembled.
Looking at their formation from not far away, Yun Yao gradually loosened her clenched fists.
The resurgence of ancient civilizations is a natural trend, and even she cannot change it.
"Yuwen Qingyue, this will be the last thing I do for you."
Yun Yao took out her phone and entered an unfamiliar number.
"Hello, who are you?"
"Hello, I'd like to discuss a business deal with your boss."
……
As night fell, everyone on Qilong Mountain was forced to stop.
However, just one night later, the storm caused by the skinning man's involvement in two major academic fields had barely subsided when another wave of controversy arose.
[Yuwen Qingyue's coffin mysteriously disappeared.]
[Using the same old tricks again: Are they tomb raiders or archaeological geniuses?]
All members of the Qilong Mountain archaeological team have withdrawn from this excavation project.
……
Such words quickly dominated the trending topics list.
This is something that cannot be explained by human effort, and it's no wonder that the archaeological team members chose to withdraw from this excavation. It's just too bizarre!
Yun Yao stood by the hotel window, with a TV behind her. She heard a broadcast announcing that the archaeological work had been temporarily suspended, which brought her some comfort.
"Yuwen Qingyue, I know you prefer peace and quiet, so I will not let those people disturb you." A cold female voice rang out in the room, tinged with sadness.
Almost simultaneously, there was a knock on the door.
The helplessness that flashed in Yun Yao's eyes was fleeting; she turned around and immediately adopted a cool and noble demeanor.
Three men in black uniforms stood outside the door. When they saw Yun Yao, their eyes were filled with disbelief and admiration.
"Should we call you the Skinner... or Yun Yao?"
Clearly, they had thoroughly investigated Yun Yao's identity before they arrived.
However, with such a renowned reputation, there was no need for deliberate investigation. Thinking of this, Yun Yao laughed out loud.
"Yun Yao, Miss Peeler sounds a bit strange." Yun Yao's tone rose slightly, with a hint of teasing.
"Alright, Miss Yun Yao, our patriarch is already waiting for you downstairs. This way, please."
Yun Yao nodded slightly and walked past them.
A Maybach was waiting downstairs at the hotel. When Yun Yao arrived, the people in the car got out.
She was an elderly lady with white hair but a vigorous spirit.
"No one would have imagined that the infamous Skinner was actually a little girl!" The old lady looked Yun Yao up and down and nodded slowly.
Yun Yao nodded, her aura equally assertive, and replied graciously, "Time may pass, but beauty never fades. The Zuo family's current status is a testament to your hard work."
The kind old woman standing opposite Yun Yao was none other than Zuo Qiuyun, the head of the most authoritative antique family in China.
Zuo Qiuyun nodded repeatedly. On the way here, she had heard a lot of rumors about Yun Yao. They said that this woman was greedy, cunning, and incredibly shrewd. If you opened any webpage, you would find articles hundreds of words long that belittled her.
But now she thinks those were all rumors.
Having lived most of her life, she had rarely seen a woman with such outstanding temperament. She was neither arrogant nor impatient, and she knew how to conduct herself with grace. She was truly a wonderful person!