Crossing a Thousand Years (Part 1)

"By the way, Mister Zhu."

Just as Wang Tong was feeling a little sentimental, Zhang Ying suddenly thought of something.

"If I remember correctly, this exhibition doesn't only take place in North Hall 12, does it?"

"Now that we've finished looking at the Yongle Encyclopedia, what else can we see?"

Hearing his girlfriend's question, Wang Tong, whose thoughts hadn't wandered too far, came back to his senses.

Oh, right.

The exhibition wasn't only in North Hall 12, and the visit was supposed to last a full hour and a half. Now that they'd finished looking at the Yongle Encyclopedia in North Hall 12, what else was there to see?

Surely it wasn't going to be something like a lecture?

To be honest, Wang Tong wasn't interested in that at all.

Looking at the puzzled couple, Zhu Qizhen simply smiled.

"Don't worry. Just follow me."

He gestured for them to come along, then walked straight out of North Hall 12 and into the passage connecting it to North Hall 13.

Wang Tong could only shrug at Zhang Ying and follow after Zhu Qizhen, holding his girlfriend's hand.

The passage between North Hall 12 and North Hall 13 wasn't long—only about five or six meters. After all, the exhibition halls had to fit within the overall framework of the National Museum. Not every corridor could be ten or twenty meters long.

In less than half a minute, Zhu Qizhen, Wang Tong, and Zhang Ying had reached the entrance to North Hall 13.

Just like the entrance to North Hall 12, the entrance to North Hall 13 had a sign with information about the hall.

Wang Tong noticed that the area listed on it was a whopping 1,724 square meters, more than twice the size of North Hall 12.

Converted into another unit,