My house's electrical wiring dates back to the Tang Dynasty.

How can one sell memorials and paintings without breaking the law?

If I go in, Empress Zhangsun will surely die.

Li Mingbo thought for a moment and typed in Doubao: "The consequences of unauthorized buying and selling of national-level cultural relics".

The conclusion was quickly reached:

Those who commit serious offenses (such as trafficking in one or more first-class cultural relics or three or more second-class cultural relics) shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than five years or criminal detention, and shall also be fined.

Those whose circumstances are particularly serious (such as trafficking more than 3 first-class cultural relics or more than 10 second-class cultural relics) shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than 5 years but not more than 10 years and shall also be fined.

Needless to say, the three memorials and two famous paintings are definitely national first-class cultural relics.

They must be imprisoned for at least 5 years.

By then, Empress Zhangsun will be long dead.

They would have no way to defend themselves if they went back.

Empress Zhangsun is dead. Given Li Shimin's feelings for her, he would definitely have her beheaded.

The passage was located in the Ganlu Hall of the inner palace. Without Li Shimin's permission, he could neither enter nor escape.

In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin could mold people however he wanted.

I originally wanted to make a fortune.

Thinking about this, Li Mingbo felt that the famous painting in his hand was no longer appealing.

I only have 200,000 yuan in my hands, which is my retirement money.

Working for Li Shimin at his own expense? I'm not going to do a losing business like that.

What should I do?

It seems the deal is off.

For safety reasons, it can only be handed over to the state.

However, the thought that someone might benefit from this made Li Mingbo feel like he had swallowed a fly.

Li Mingbo wouldn't have had this thought before.

However, after that incident at a certain museum, trust collapsed, and the broken mirror could not be mended.

"Gurgle"

Li Mingbo's stomach started acting up.

"Let's eat first," Li Mingbo said, standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

There are still four years left, no rush.

After dinner, Li Mingbo sat on the high threshold, smoking and staring blankly at the azure sky.

"If only I had a lawyer friend," Li Mingbo said, scratching his head in frustration.

Wait a minute!

Yes, you can ask a lawyer yourself.

Leave professional matters to professionals.

Lawyers are the most professional at this; they know how to avoid risks and maximize profits.

Okay!

Li Mingbo opened his phone and started searching for lawyers.

There are many lawyers online, but Li Mingbo doesn't dare to trust anything online.

It's better to find some well-known lawyers with good reputations offline.

Li Mingbo finally searched through several online stores.

"Guangming Law Firm?" Li Mingbo searched through them and finally chose one with a good reputation and positive user feedback.

However, it's in the capital.

Call ahead to make an appointment.

The law firm's front desk hotline was quickly reached.

Li Mingbo told the other party that he had a big business deal to discuss with them and gave them his surname.

"I want to schedule an appointment with Huang Wentao and talk to him privately," Li Mingbo said.

"Okay, Mr. Li, how about tomorrow at noon?"

"I'm in Jianghai Province now. I need to check if there are any plane tickets available," Li Mingbo said.

"The capital of Jianghai Province, the earliest flight is at 6:45 tomorrow morning, and there is another one at 8:15. It takes two and a half hours to get from Jianghai Province to the capital. If it is on time, it will land at 11:00. We will pick you up at the airport and you will be at your workplace by 12:00."

"If it's convenient for you, we can book your plane ticket."

Upon hearing that it was a big deal, the receptionist became more polite and didn't even need Wang Mingzhen to book the plane tickets.

The plane ticket costs seven or eight hundred yuan.

Forget it, keeping it a secret is more important; I won't be greedy for such a small advantage.

"No need, I'll order it myself," Li Mingbo said.

"Okay, let us know your flight number in a bit, and we'll pick you up."

"OK."

I opened Ctrip, but 6:45 am tomorrow is too early and I might not make it, so I booked 8:15 am instead.

Since it's morning, we need to leave for the provincial capital immediately.

I carefully packed the boxes of the two famous paintings and the three memorials into a mooncake tin from the cabinet and carried it on my back.

Bring your ID card and phone charger.

We arrived in the provincial capital around 8 p.m. and found a hotel to stay in.

Despite carrying five national-level cultural relics with him, Li Mingbo did not feel particularly dangerous.

This is from the Tang Dynasty, and it's the first time it's appeared, so it won't leave any trace.

As long as it's not lost, it's fine.

I stayed in a hotel that cost 70 yuan a night, set my alarm, got up at six o'clock, and arrived at the airport two hours early.

Around 11 o'clock, we arrived at the Capital Airport.

As I walked out of the airport, I saw a young and beautiful girl in a black business suit holding up a sign that read "Mr. Li" and below it, "Guangming Law Firm".

"Hello, I'm Li Mingbo." Li Mingbo looked over.

"Hello Mr. Li, I am Liu Wenqiong, an office clerk from Guangming Law Firm." Liu Wenqiong, dressed in a black professional skirt, smiled and extended her hand. "Mr. Li, our car is outside, please follow me."

"This is troublesome," Li Mingbo said.

I got into the other party's black luxury car.

"The roads here are always congested, and it's lunchtime rush hour now, so it might take a while," Liu Wenqiong explained to Li Mingbo, turning slightly to the side from the passenger seat.

It takes about an hour.

The car stopped.

Li Mingbo, carrying luggage and holding two wooden boxes of famous paintings, arrived at the office of Huang Wentao, the director of Guangming Law Firm.

"Hello, Mr. Li, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Huang Wentao, the director of the law firm. I'm glad you trust us. May I ask what questions you have?" Huang Wentao was wearing a well-fitting gray suit, had a buzz cut, and wore shiny black leather shoes.

He smiled and walked towards Li Mingbo, shook hands with Li Mingbo, and then pointed to the sofa on the side.

Li Mingbo explained his meaning.

"You mean you've acquired five items that might be national first-class cultural relics and want to trade them, and you want us to provide legal advice?" Huang Wentao asked.

"That's roughly the idea. It has to be legal and can't cause me any trouble. Do you understand?" Li Mingbo asked, looking at the other person.

"This involves the unauthorized sale of national cultural relics..." Huang Wentao continued.

"Mr. Huang, you don't need to talk to me about the law. I know a little about it. I only have one requirement: the transaction must be conducted within the scope permitted by law and must not cause me any trouble."

"I understand, but Mr. Li, may I see those five antiques first? After all, it's not something you can just say is true. You know there are so many fakes these days, I'm afraid we might make a fool of ourselves," Huang Wentao said as he poured tea.

"Yes, but you must not tell this news to a third person without my permission," Li Mingbo said.

"No problem. Our law firm operates with integrity. We will not disclose any user information without the user's permission," Huang Wentao said.

Li Mingbo took out two famous paintings.

Then Huang Wentao took out his phone and searched for a while, then looked at Li Mingbo with a disappointed look and said, "Mr. Li, these two paintings of yours are fakes."