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Chapter 216 The buildings that disappeared one after another

"That's right. Nowadays, people are exhausted when they go to work. How can they have time to have a relationship with their neighbors when they come back from get off work?"

"But it's much better now. At least I have a good relationship with my neighbors and upstairs and downstairs."

"Don't tell me, I don't even know when the family opposite me moved in."

"Upstairs, then you are an otaku?"

"The kind of otaku who likes to contribute to the toilet paper industry of the motherland?"

"Nowadays people are under a lot of work pressure and life pressure. More and more people are staying at home. As long as they are at home, they will not go out."

Zhang Yang just talked about this topic casually. Over the years, he has traveled with the old man, and he has been to the village and the city. Staying on the side of the main road, I ran into someone who was destined.

He can be said to have witnessed the clear-cut neighborhood relationship that exists in many places. Even the current neighborhood relationship in the village is not as good as it used to be, let alone in the city.

Chatting with the people in the live broadcast room did not delay him from moving forward. Occasionally, he could see a few ancient gatehouses and shapeless gate piers, but he could not find a trace of a courtyard house when he entered the courtyard.

After walking a short distance, we came to the location of Toumiao. According to the data, it used to be "Tou Temple", but now it is the shining Shangxie Street Elementary School in front of us.

"Sanmiao Street, since the name is called, there must be three temples, but now the first temple is gone, it has long been turned into this primary school, and the third temple is gone, replaced by a red building, There are only two temples left, let's go and have a look."

After briefly talking about the origin of Sanmiao Street, Zhang Yang walked straight to the former Guandi Temple. He didn't want to pay homage or anything like that. temple.

At No. 111, which is far from the first temple, the two of them roughly found the location of the second temple. On the stone steps on the right side of the road fork, there is a dusty old wooden gatehouse. It is indeed the Guandi Temple, but now it has become a bit unrecognizable.

Seeing Zhang Yang and the others coming over, Zhang Yang asked if this was the old man from the Second Temple, shook his head, and said with a sigh.

"There was a big fire a few days ago, and this place has been destroyed long ago. I lived here when I was 3 years old, and now I am 92 years old. It can be said that I have seen all the changes here, but it should be gone now. It's gone too, and I'm going to live with my son in two days, so you can watch here first."

Leaving these words behind, this old man with a hunched figure and a full head of white hair leaned on a cane and left here tremblingly, leaving Zhang Yang and the people in the live broadcast room with a lonely back.

Zhang Yang seemed to see the tears flickering from the corners of the eyes of the old man in front of him, and he didn't know whether he was sad for the slowly disappearing of this street, or because he was about to leave the alley where he had lived all his life.

People of the older generation are always very homesick, especially where they have lived for a lifetime, and they will be reluctant to leave if they want to leave suddenly.

Zhang Yang led He Xiaoman into the courtyard, looked in, and saw that the side room on the right side of the courtyard had been burnt beyond recognition, with only a wooden window hanging under the black eaves.

The room on the left side is full of sundries, a rusty iron lock is hung on the small wooden door, and the main hall of the small temple has also been remodeled beyond recognition, with three families crowded inside.

If it hadn't been for reading the information before coming here, or even hearing the confirmation from the old man just now, no one would have thought that this place used to be a Guandi Temple that has gone through many vicissitudes.

The information only said that two of the three temples had been destroyed, but looking at it now, the only remaining temple was gone. Zhang Yang seemed a little disappointed and emotional.

Society is progressing, cities are developing, new ones are coming, and some old ones will always be eliminated. Isn't this always the case in history, the old ones are eliminated and the new ones rise.

I heard Zhang Yang's introduction that this is a very old alley, and the people in the live broadcast room were still very curious, but now the "old" has seen it, but this "old" is about to pass away and is completely replaced by "broken". up.

The second temple is destroyed, so I can only go to other places. Although I am disappointed, the other buildings should still be there. Zhang Yang thought this way, and brought the hundreds of thousands of tourists behind the network cable to go to the middle of Shangxie Street. On the south side, look at the former residence of Qing Dynasty poet Gong Zizhen and the Dongguan Guild Hall.

As a result, at Gong Zizhen's former residence, the gate face of the house disappeared, and the back garden was also crowded with simple dwellings. The original neat and beautiful courtyard pattern has been completely broken at this time.

Standing in the courtyard, looking at the only surviving dilapidated west wing and two north buildings, he shook his head. It was another building buried in the long river of history by the development of society.

But what can I do? I came here with full confidence, but disappointed one after another.

"Let's go and see the Dongguan Guild Hall. If it's gone, we should really change places. It seems that it's not suitable to see these ancient buildings today."

Zhang Yang said with a bit of self-deprecation, not laughing at himself, nor the person who made this place disappear, he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Barrages were rarely seen in the live broadcast room at this time, and some people who understood it had the same idea as Zhang Yang.

"Let's take a look first, Brother Yang, if it's gone, let's stop watching."

"Why isn't this kind of place protected?"

"Come on, unless it's cultural relics or buildings that are worth protecting, this kind of old alley can only make people look fresh and feel the history. If it is protected, there is no tenable reason."

"Actually, to be honest, it's a lot of inconvenience for people to live here, so it's fine to leave."

"Brother Yang, if you can't, just change the place."

Zhang Yang nodded, took He Xiaoman's hand, and came to the Dongguan Guild Hall not far from Gong Zizhen's former residence.

The front of the guild hall is relatively open, but although the guild hall is still there, the screen walls on both sides are clearly visible, but the handwriting on the beam of the wide gate has been blurred, and the heavy gate is open without threshold or climbing stone.

I entered the courtyard with excitement and apprehension, but after I entered, the stone tablet inscribed by Zhu Ruzhen, the last place in the imperial examination, had disappeared, and the only mountain-style building in the courtyard was surrounded by small houses.

It is even impossible to see the surroundings of the courtyard. Small rooms of different sizes are tightly packed in every corner of the courtyard. Randomly placed sundries make the path more difficult to walk. There is no cultural relic in the place where Japanese literati gathered.

"It used to be the private garden of a great general during Kangxi and Yongzheng, with an architectural history of 300 years. It was donated by Chen Botao in 1918 to build the Jingbei Dongguan Guild Hall.

From the 20s to the 40s, there was a plaque with the theme of Kang You in the guild hall where cultural celebrities from Dongguan gathered. It was also the place where Rong Geng took refuge to study. Institutions have established halls for gatherings of fellow villagers, peers, and colleagues.

Forget it, let's go. If you want to know the specific information here, you can check it online. I decided to change my mood and take you to a fun place. "

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