Our Time: Unswerving until Death

Chapter 18 Qianmen Street
In fact, this result was within He Qi's expectation. If Qian Xuan was like those old stubborn people, then it would not be recorded in the modern history, not to mention that in the process of contact with Qian Xuan, his words revealed that he was pushing the vernacular. the meaning of.

Qian Xuan spread the crumpled paper on the table, smoothed it, and then gave it back to He Qi, saying: "I have a good friend named Banxia who is good at writing mandarin duck novels. If Brother He sees him, he must I have something to say. It’s just a coincidence that Pinellia is in Shanghai, otherwise I would recommend Brother He.”

I don't know what Qian Xuan thought of, suddenly laughed out loud, and said somewhat mysteriously: "But today I introduced another friend to meet Brother He. He told me a few days ago that a bird faded out of his mouth. He has been urging me to invite him to dinner, I thought that eating with one pair of chopsticks is the same as eating with two pairs of chopsticks, so I called him, I am afraid that he has already arrived at the place, waiting for us!"

"Wait a minute, I'll clean up." He Qi said, but he was wondering who this person might be?
Could it be the one who fought the pig?

"Sir, you go, I'll clean it up." Ruyi pursed her lips and smiled, but she took the first step to clean up the paper and pens on the table.

In the ninth month of the lunar calendar, it is the time when autumn is crisp and pleasant. At this time, there is a slight breeze, which makes it very pleasant. Leaning back against the wall, his face was covered with a broken felt hat, and he was dozing off. When he heard someone coming out of the shop, he got up in a jerk, bowed his body, and shouted enthusiastically: "Master Qian, what do you want to do?" where to?"

"Bianyifang!" Qian Xuan said briefly, then lifted his skirt, stepped over the frame of the car, and got on the car.

"Come on, sit down." The coachman shouted, pulling the cart and running towards Qianmen Street.

He Qi sat in the second car and followed closely behind, merging into the crowd.

The day before yesterday, He Qi came to the city with the king of the wonton stall, and He Qi came in a hurry, so he didn't get to take a good look at the old Beiping city. At this time, he took this opportunity to sit in the car and enjoy the old days.

He Qi is a southerner who studied at Jinling University. It was the first time in his life that he went to the capital. In 2028, he was dispatched by the head office. The traffic flow, high-rise buildings everywhere, and the subway that can never get a seat, seem to have no overlap with the dilapidated and lonely city in front of me.

If you have to find a similarity between the two, it may be that some iconic buildings still exist, or the names of certain streets continue to be used, or there are always so many people on the streets.

Qianmen Street is still lively, crowded with people, noisy voices, long braids, people in long shirts, and suits and ties scattered in it at the same time, without any sense of disobedience.

Camel caravan ringing bells, salesmen carrying burdens, several carriages driving, and street vendors soliciting customers.
All of this is like a retro old photo, without any color, but with flesh and blood, and warmth, which made He Qi suddenly feel a sense of dislocation in time and space. The three words "Zhengyang Bridge" have the strongest feeling.

He Qi couldn't help being shocked, because she came here in person more than 100 years later. At that time, the five-archway was brightly colored, and tourists took pictures, but now this archway looks like a dying old man, lonely , has experienced many vicissitudes, even though it is located in one of the most prosperous streets in Beiping - Qianmen Street, it still looks lifeless.

The master who pulled the cart chatted with He Qi along the way. When he learned that He Qi had returned from the West not long ago, he seemed to be an overly enthusiastic chatterbox, which was comparable to the taxi drivers of later generations. , Mr. Mou, who has returned to the west with all his strength, describes the magnificent history of this city.

He has never read a book, so his words are not gorgeous, and he doesn't even match the simplicity, but He Qi can feel his love for this city, so when he asked with full expectation: "Sir, have you seen the world?" Yes, tell me, which is better, our old Beiping city or the city of foreigners?"

He Qi couldn't help feeling worried, for fear of offending this enthusiastic citizen, she didn't know what to say for a while.

When the car got off in front of "Bianyifang", he was still waiting for the answer to this question. He Qi smiled, and could only pick out a kinder answer from the many words he said along the way: "Our The old Beiping city has a long history, which is incomparable to foreigners."

"That's right, ours is an ancient capital of more than a dozen dynasties, where do foreigners go!" The master pulling the cart, You Rongyan, was full of pride. After getting a satisfactory answer, he pulled the cart and blended into the crowd. .

He Qi also stood in the crowd, standing in the old time, thoughtful, thinking that probably because her own people are here, but her heart is still living in the future, if her heart is here, she will probably be here Like this ordinary cart puller, he is full of love for this vicissitudes of the old city.

"Brother He, what are you thinking?" Qian Xuan approached.

"Oh! I've never seen so many people before, I was dazzled for a moment." He Qi came back to her senses and said perfunctorily.

"It's only going anywhere, it's not too crowded. It's only crowded in the evening. If it's a holiday, the street will be so crowded that you can't move your legs. There are so many people." Qian Xuan glanced around the street, and finally landed on the plaque with three big characters of "Bianyifang", pointing to it and said: "Brother He used to live abroad and was used to eating foreigners' food, let's try our own food today." People's food, this is a well-known time-honored restaurant, which was established during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty."

If you look carefully at the plaque of "Baiyifang", you can notice that there are two small characters "Jinling" on the top of the middle. Qian Xuan said again: "Brother He, did you see the word Jinling? Zhu Yuanzhang made Jinling his capital. When the capital was moved to Beiping, this cheap place followed suit.”

However, He Qi smiled and said: "Brother Qian, don't deceive me that I don't study enough, it is clear that Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen finally confirmed the capital of Peiping."

Qian Xuan was a little surprised, and immediately retorted: "Although this is the case, Beiping was already established as the de facto capital during Zhu Di's time. The subsequent Hongxi and Xuande did not change, but the Yingzong finally stamped it."

He Qi laughed again and said, "Brother Qian, before Hongxi died, he told Emperor Xuande to return the capital to Jinling, but Emperor Xuande didn't follow suit, and besides, it was confirmed in the "History of Ming Dynasty" and "Records of Yingzong" that Yingzong established his capital at Beiping. Oh, what a feat!"

Qian Xuan was even more surprised, and asked in confusion: "Brother He has also read "Ming Shilu"?"

"The Son of Heaven", in terms of popularity, is not inferior to those great emperors who have made great achievements. Even the "Huiqin Emperors" who have been poked [-] times by netizens, are not even slightly inferior. Why? Qi naturally knew.

However, He Qi didn't answer directly, but pursed her lips and said pointedly: "I eat foreigners' food, but my heart is Chinese!"

Qian Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was what he said before replying to him, "I am used to eating foreigners". He pointed at He Qi and laughed loudly: "Okay, Brother He, you are also an unforgiving mouth. Yes, wait for me here!"

(End of this chapter)