meaning of aurora

Chapter 18 Xuanhe Master (thanks to the 007 leader @子车沉琚)

Zong Yi didn't believe it: "Sister, sister, sister, is this really the case?"

"Every survey will have some direction, but the Song Dynasty is indeed a relatively common answer." Meng Xinzhi gave a more pertinent answer.

"Why is that?" Zong Yi was puzzled, "Even if we don't consider whether there are many handsome men, we will only think of the Tang Dynasty when we talk about the prosperous age, right?"

"Because there was no curfew in the Northern Song Dynasty."

"Because the nightlife is rich."

Two voices, one male and one female, sounded at the same time.

It was Meng Xinzhi who said [no curfew].

It was Nie Guangyi who said [Nightlife].

Although the expressions are different, they are still almost the same.

As soon as the words fell, the owners of the two voices looked at each other.

A pair of unexpected eyes met another pair of even more unexpected eyes.

The more surprising pair of eyes belonged to Nie Guangyi.

Not only was he surprised why he "collided" with Mengxin.

It is even more surprising that such knowledge points still remain in my memory.

Nie Guangyi is not partial to science.

Even if he chose science, his Chinese and history scores could still beat his classmates in the liberal arts class.

Before the change of volunteers happened, Nie Guangyi was a young genius who was good at science and technology...

According to his figure at the time, he should be medium to large...

or big...

Closer to home, these knowledge points called "allergens" have been sealed in his heart for more than ten years.

It should have been completely blocked long ago.

How could he say [rich nightlife] so smoothly?
It was as if he yearned so much for the nightlife of the Song Dynasty.

Is the modern night life not enough, or does he have enough time?
When he was in high school, Nie Guangyi liked time-travel novels.

Those who do not have a curfew at all to travel through the background of the Tang Dynasty are the most annoying for him.

If you don't go to the overhead world, or there is a person who can directly change the world if you go there.

The matter of curfew is absolutely unacceptable to modern people.

Even a person who is very homely and rarely goes out at night can also accept incompetence.

Not going out and not being able to go out have always been two different things.

When he was in high school, Nie Guangyi thought that if he could time travel, he would travel to the period painted in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

Go experience the shaving service of the Song Dynasty people.

Order another takeaway and have it delivered by the "delivery brother" carrying a shoulder pole.

Do as the Romans do, and order a pot of wine from Sun Yangzheng Store.

Isn't it beautiful?

Even if you are unlucky, travel through the past, lonely and penniless.

He can also start to develop from a street stall.

Make some private customizations full of modern wisdom and sell them.

With the wisdom of later generations, he still doesn't believe that he can't make money.

Wait till you have everything.

He was the second most famous foodie in ancient China.

The first is that the person is truly incomparable.

It's not that you can't eat it, it's just that no one else can't write it.

Second, it's also pretty good.

Nie Guangyi has thought about it, and when he has enough money to spend, he will order all the famous snacks in "Tokyo Menghualu".

Roasted kidneys with horns, lychee kidneys, Huanyuan kidneys, red and white kidneys, two-color kidneys, shredded chicken with kidneys and kidneys... ([-] dish names are omitted here)

Fragrant papaya, raw water papaya, papaya square flower, mustard melon, mustard melon spinner, honeydew melon and fish... ([-] dish names are omitted here)

Broiled chicken, moistened chicken, pickled chicken, chicken mushrooms, shredded chicken noodles, chicken head scorpion, sesame curd chicken skin, shredded chicken kidney... (The last dish seems to be repetitive, why?!)
The dishes that Nie Guangyi wants to eat are very strange.

Change to a normal foodie.

Either prefer the most common pastries, seafood, soups.

Or just order roe ba, preserved deer, and bream, which are rarely eaten in modern times.

Thinking of this, Nie Guangyi unfortunately found himself hungry.

Except for the meal of fishing for coffee, he hadn't eaten anything today.

So, today is the first time he has been hungry and cried since he grew up?

It's not easy!

Finally found a reasonable explanation - can chat happily.

Wait a minute!
Shouldn't we be talking about Emperor Qiangu Yi right now?

Why did you go to food?

Nie Guangyi searched his brains, but didn't figure out if Song Huizong could become a strong contender for the title of "Second Foodie in History" if he traveled back.

It seems that there are not many records about Song Huizong's gluttony in historical materials.

At least not in Nie Guangyi's memory.

At most, it means that a little eunuch next to Song Huizong is very good at studying Song Huizong's preferences in eating.

After studying and studying, the little eunuch turned himself into an expert.

After Song Huizong was taken into captivity, the little eunuch opened a breakfast shop at the wharf to make ends meet.

Hu spicy soup was invented by accident.

To put it bluntly, Song Huizong in history was an artist without the label of a foodie.

On the label of foodie, throughout Chinese history, no one can surpass Layman Dongpo.

There are 66 famous dishes handed down from generation to generation, all derived from the diligent pursuit of this foodie.

Why are you thinking too far?

I'm so hungry, do you have spicy soup?
……

"My sister, when did you have such a tacit understanding with Uncle Yi?"

Zong Yi blinked his eyes too fast, his expression looked a little unnatural.

"This is not a tacit understanding between me and anyone, but a tacit understanding between the two of us and history."

Meng Xinzhi pursed her lips and explained: "History has warmth. When you really walk into history, you will feel its thickness."

"My sister, don't you study cultural relics and museums? Why are you talking like a philosopher delayed by history?"

Zong Yi simply put his cheeks on his hands and blinked, his expression was meaningful and unreasonable.

"How could it be as exaggerated as you said?"

Meng Xinzhi smiled a little embarrassedly.

The smile was not obvious, but Nie Guangyi could see it clearly.

Suddenly he was not so hungry.

There was only one exclamation left in my mind——Xiang dimple smiled shyly!

Without warning, Nie Guangyi unlocked the new skill of true interpretation of poetry.

What about being allergic to classics?
Isn't he the most unbearable of these?
Nie Guangyi thought of his good brother Xuan Shi.

Xiao Shizi often speaks in a polite manner.

Even if he is such a good brother, Nie Guangyi will still be allergic to it.

Listen once, count down once.

At this moment, it was as if he had taken anti-allergic medicine in advance, and there was no reaction at all.

It's also really weird.

Nie Guangyi sighed from the bottom of his heart: "I should introduce you to Xuan Shi, you two must have a good chat, if you two have a scene, there will be no such thing as a coffin board."

Before Meng Xinzhi could react, Zong Yi exploded directly.

The family background that just covered his mouth and lowered his voice was completely gone.

"Musi Muxi? Luah Harry? This uncle named Nie, are you trying to slap Shrimp?"

Whenever Zong Yi spoke in such a strange tone, it meant that she was really angry.

I'd rather demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage, understand?

Why is there a studio called Aurora, do you understand?

Why only accept touching love stories, understand?

This is simply challenging her bottom line.

Isn't it just that the erhu sounds a little better?

What's the big deal.

Kindly let you go, pretending not to see you cry, is it really against the sky?

The little girl Zongyi was angry.

And it's completely unbearable.

The best thing about Mengxin is to understand her sister, before Zongyi broke out, she directly opened the history question and answer mode.

"Xiaoyi, my sister asked you, what was the name of noodles in the Song Dynasty?"

"Soup cakes." Zongyi was almost a conditioned reflex.

"What about dumplings, what was the name of dumplings in the Song Dynasty?"

"Wonton." Zong Yi realized that he had been led astray, and just as he was about to go back, he heard a new question.

"My sister is amazing. My sister will give you another difficult one. Dumplings are called wontons. What's the name of wontons?"

"Food."

"My sister can't be troubled by uncommon words, so let's have another one you like the most."

Meng Xinzhi resorted to his trump card: "Where is the hot pot? What is the name of the hot pot? If you can tell me, I will treat you to my sister when I go back."

"Dial, Xia, Gong."

Zong Yi replied word by word without hesitation.

"Sister wants to treat me to hot pot, can I choose the restaurant and order whatever I want?"

Meng Xinzhi patted his head to kill at the right time: "Does this need to be said?"

……

Back to Nie Guangyi.

After saying that, he himself was shocked.

For Nie Guangyi, it was probably out of conditioned reflex that he would say that.

After graduating from university, he and Xuan Shi arrived in Italy around the same time.

He wanted to stay away from Professor Nie.

Xuan Shi is going to Italy to find Cheng Nuo who is studying to be a barista.

Made a special trip for one person.

Leave home without hesitation.

I gave up the company I most wanted to work for after graduation.

Xuan Shi arrives, but Cheng Nuo disappears.

For eight full years, there was no such person.

Nie Guangyi was also based on this reason. When he opened his mouth, it was either a coffin board or a coffin board.

As a brother, he always hoped that Xuan Shi could get out of this "bad relationship" and live a more lively life.

During these years of "depending on each other" with Xuan Shi in Italy, Nie Guangyi would introduce Xuan Shi to a partner whenever he had the opportunity.

Tall, short, fat and thin, of all shapes and sizes.

Sister Lolita has everything that one expects to find.

Xuan Shi has always looked like he has no desires or desires.

He didn't show sadness, or even emotion.

So step by step every day.

The body feels that the floating clouds have nothing to do, and the heart is the same as the still water.

It is comparable to Meng Xinzhi's temperament of being as clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.

Nie Guangyi simply felt that the temperaments of these two people matched, sitting and chatting together, it is very likely that there will be a feeling of seeing each other late.

However, the current situation is very different from that time.

Nie Guangyi's "matching" out of habit is indeed a bit out of date.

Now that the words have been spoken, if the little girl who occupies the last word of [Aurora Meaning] wants to quarrel with him, she can only see... if she can handle it.

Nie Guangyi had already prepared ammunition reserves, but the opponent retreated without asking for money.

Nie Guangyi felt like he had punched cotton.

This feeling, to a genius architect, is like claws scratching one's heart.

The whole person is unhappy.

Nie Guangyi rushed to quarrel, but Meng Xinzhi found a step for him to descend.

How could it be possible for a man to not walk down the steps that a girl handed him over?
Nie Guangyi has sublimated.

Who was that little tweezer who was crying by the ruins of Wan'an Bridge just now?
The generalized young and old don't know each other at all.

There is also the matter of being hungry and crying.

As a human being, who dares to say that he has never been starved and cried?
Just one, even if a special case can be found, Nie Guangyi can follow his surname.

Which human cub didn't grow up while waiting to be fed?
"Miss just talked about Qiangu Yidi, but you're only halfway through?"

Nie Guangyi was drunk.

Indulge in the joy of overcoming allergies.

Zong Yi no longer has the slightest liking for Nie Guangyi.

She maintained the last bit of politeness, did not make a sound, but asked Meng Xinzhi with her mouth and eyes: [My sister, does this person have some brain problems? 】

Meng Xinzhi was not so easy, because just one or two words can completely change a person's view. She took Nie Guangyi's question and asked instead: "Young Master, you seem to have a lot of research on Master Xuanhe?"

Meng Xinzhi's question was very kind.

Nie Guangyi could hear the provocation from inside.

I am talking about Song Huizong, what are you talking about, Master Xuanhe?
Who is this looking down on?
"The owner of Xuanhe is the name of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty. Xuanhe itself is only one of the six reign names of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty."

Nie Guangyi paused, and emphasized: "Xuanhe is the last reign name of Song Huizong. It is the one that has been used for the longest time and has the widest influence."

As a master of all sciences who can go to Tsinghua University casually, Nie Guangyi's memory is naturally not covered.

So the two of you talked to each other, chatting back and forth.

Meng Xinzhi: "Master Xuanhe compiled "Xuanhe Shupu", "Xuanhe Painting Book", "Xuanhe Bogutu". Through his own personal efforts, he sorted out the most valuable classics in the history of Chinese art. .”

Nie Guangyi: "Master Xuanhe has his own special views on landscape, flower and bird, and figure painting, which is unprecedented."

Meng Xinzhi: "As the emperor, Song Huizong failed, but as the dean of Xuanhe Painting Academy, Master Xuanhe brought out a group of world-class students."

Nie Guangyi: "Zhang Zeduan of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" and Wang Ximeng of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" are all creators of China's top ten famous paintings handed down from generation to generation."

Meng Xinzhi: "Two of the ten famous paintings handed down from generation to generation come from Master Xuanhe's painting academy. This is a unique achievement."

Nie Guangyi's speech speed became faster and more excited: "Don't forget about Li Tang who painted "Wind in Pines in Myriad Valleys"."

Meng Xinzhi answered immediately: "It's a pity that this painting didn't stay in the BJ Palace Museum like the previous two."

Nie Guangyi chatted: "How can a girl be so precious to Xuanhe Academy of Painting?"

"Because..." Meng Xinzhi was a little hesitant, but still chose to tell the truth, "Because I dreamed of taking the entrance exam for Hanlin Academy of Painting."

Xuanhe is an era name, and Xuanhe Painting Academy is an individual name.

122 years before Master Xuanhe was born, at the beginning of the unification of China by the Song Dynasty, the Hanlin Academy of Painting had already been established.

Qiangu Yidi, relying on his own strength, allowed one-sixth of his year name to become another name for Hanlin Academy of Painting.

　Thanks to Zi Che for helping to open the golden treasure chest~
　　The next European Emperor must be you~
　　Oh yes, this is a new buddy who can only be greeted with "morning" any time of day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)