meaning of aurora

[Ten Miles of Red Makeup], [Marry you with half a queen's luanjia], these sentences are very romantic just by looking at them.

Which girl doesn't love it, and who doesn't enjoy watching it?

How did it turn into [disrespect for women] and not being careful enough to [drown into the river]?
It's all like this, and in the end, they became brothers and sisters...

My brother, you big-headed girl!

Still think the relationship is not complicated enough?
Nie Guangyi felt a little regretful. He really should listen to Xuan Shi about things like chasing girls.

Wouldn't it be good to start the museum tour with the tombs in the Forest of Steles?
Why do you have to go to Ningbo first?

This suggestion came and went, and he almost suggested his way of confession to the tomb.

How can we go on like this?
Have to think of a way.

"Girl, my girl, according to my understanding, weddings and funerals have always been regarded as one in customs. If you study tombs, if you don't study sedan chairs, your literature review may not be so complete."

Who is Nie Guangyi?

He is a genius.

How can a genius think of an explanation!
Meng Xinzhi immediately fell into thinking: "This point of view..."

"This point of view is a bit special, isn't it?"

"It's quite special. The study of tomb art from the wedding is not what ordinary people can think of."

"Really?" Nie Guangyi continued, "Since the girl has seen the Wangong sedan chair of Zhebo, she should know that the sedan chair has no door at all, right?"

"Well. Two workers need to follow and remove the front flower pieces before the bride can go in. After entering, put the flower pieces back."

"That is to say!" Nie Guangyi continued to express his point of view: "Someone has to knock down the door to get in and out, and you can't even think about it. What is the difference between sitting in such a sedan chair and going to jail? Is this a loss of morality or a blasphemy of human nature? "

Meng Xinzhi held the phone a little farther away from her ears, from expression to eyes, it was full of surprises.

She really wanted to see Nie Guangyi's expression at this moment, to make sure if there was any sudden change.

It was obviously less than half a minute before and after, why does it feel like a different person?

And it directly replaces the underlying logic.

[It would be great if this call was made by video. 】

Meng Xinzhi was surprised by the sudden idea.

Nie Guangyi is very dangerous, this is the first time Meng Xinzhi feels this way.

Those who study cultural relics must have a heart that can calm down at any time.

Every cultural relic is unique, and every close contact, even details such as breathing, must be controlled just right.

She has always been a person who does not fluctuate much and is most suitable for museum work.

All right, why do you suddenly want to see Mr. Nie?
With her temperament as clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, she is naturally not interested in Nie Guangyi's face.

So why?

Meng Xinzhi soon had a convincing explanation: 【In the end, it's just curiosity. 】

……

"It's not as exaggerated as being in prison..." Meng Xinzhi was not so firm in his opposition to Wangong sedan chair.

"Exaggeration? How is it possible? Where is the exaggeration?" Nie Guangyi retorted with repeated questions: "I am obviously seeking truth from facts. I don't even know how the Wangong sedan chair became the treasure of the town hall of Zhejiang Expo! It is only 100 yuan. When did "National Treasure" let go of such a young cultural relic?"

Nie Guangyi refuted himself, with as many reasons as possible.

""National Treasure" is a TV program after all." Meng Xinzhi answered: "Judging from the broadcast effect, there is no problem in launching the Wangong sedan chair as the first treasure of Zhejiang Expo. Many people After watching that episode, they all went to Zhebo to watch the Wangong sedan chair."

"Isn't that how the girl went?" Nie Guangyi deliberately teased, "Following the trend is not something that people who specialize in cultural relics and museums would do."

"Uh... almost, after my father finished watching it, he was very interested in the thousand-work bed and the thousand-work sedan chair in the [Ten Miles of Red Makeup] exhibition hall."

"What about the girl?"

Nie Guangyi said in his heart: [This genius doesn't care what his future father-in-law thinks. 】

As long as the future is added to anything, it is tantamount to being uncertain.

"At that time, I was still very interested in the workmanship of Wangong sedan chairs, but, as Mr. Nie said just now, as cultural relics, the Wangong sedan chairs of Zhebo are still very young. Although the Wangong sedan chair from the [-]s and [-]s is the exhibit that attracts the most attention from the public, it is only a national second-class cultural relic.”

"Ah, is it?" Nie Guangyi took a step back in time, "Don't tell me, girl, I really didn't notice the level of cultural relics."

Who said that famous saying?

What chasing girls pays attention to is to make progress by retreating, so that they can make progress at every step, and only when they know how to pretend to be confused, can they have flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

When Nie Guangyi said this, Meng Xinzhi naturally wanted to introduce more details: "Mr. Nie just mentioned that special workers are required to dismantle the sedan chair when entering and leaving the sedan chair. Does Mr. Nie know that? Zhebo's Wangong sedan needs another special type of work when it is used."

"Special type of work?" Nie Guangyi thought for a while, "Since it is a local wedding custom, it should be similar. I only know that the sedan chair in Zhebo is not an ordinary trouble to get in and out."

"Zhebo's Wangong sedan chair has the reputation of being the best sedan chair in the world. In addition to needing two dismantling workers to accompany the whole process, it also needs two workers who open the way."

"The one who opened the way? Isn't this a normal wedding custom?" Nie Guangyi asked back: "The bride's sedan chair was not at the front of the line. The one who opened the way for him is full of eloquence."

"I'm not talking about opening the way, but because of the particularity of this Wangong sedan chair, we need someone opening the way."

"Girl, my girl, please give me some popular science."

As a genius, Nie Guangyi used to be the only one who could popularize science for others.

"This Wangong sedan chair is 2.75 meters high, and when it is carried on the shoulders by eight people, it will be almost four meters. At that time, the road was relatively narrow and there were many trees on both sides. The direction the sedan chair traveled was Two guides are needed, holding long bamboo poles, to pick out the branches on both sides of the road."

"So that's the case? Isn't the girl not interested in [Ten Miles of Red Makeup]? Why are you still so familiar?" Nie Guangyi wanted to confirm Meng Xinzhi's truest thoughts.

"I'm not interested in [Ten Mile Red Makeup], but I'm interested in history. The Wangong sedan chair in Zhebo has written [Jucheng Dahongfu sedan chair line] on it, which shows that the sedan chair at that time is the same as that of Jiangsu and Zhejiang people now. The Rolls-Royce wedding car that is often rented for weddings is the same and belongs to the wedding company."

Mengxin always likes to introduce cultural relics in a simple way.

"Miss, that's wrong. The wedding company rented it from someone with a Rolls-Royce. It's not a concept at all! Whose wedding was this sedan chair built for in the first place is the key."

Nie Guangyi forcibly exported one of his views.

Rather than outputting opinions, it is better to say that I want to show off.

"Mr. Nie has a reason to say that. The Wangong sedan chair in Zhebo indeed has its original owner..."

Seeing that the show off was about to become an introduction, Nie Guangyi answered before Meng Xinzhi revealed the answer: "Yu Danhan, the winner of the first beauty pageant in Shanghai."

"Uh..." Meng Xinzhi muttered, "Dare to ask, who is so precious?"

The girl's tone sounded very different from usual.

It is so playful, soft and glutinous, and it seems to be stained with an organic monobasic acid called acetic acid.

Just like that, there is obviously a difference, but it is impossible to tell where the specific difference is.

This strange feeling made Nie Guangyi subconsciously feel that he needed to find a way to make up for it.

"Miss said this, what is Yu Tanhan? She didn't have much fame in the first place, mainly because of his father's honor."

Meng Xinzhi didn't have the habit of being aggressive, and she herself wasn't too used to the tone just now, so she answered the conversation very naturally: "Yu Qiaqing, then chairman of the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce."

Nie Peacock showed off a little of his feathers at the right time: "The daughter of Yu Qiaqing married the son of [Father of China's Industry] [Father of China's Business] [Father of China's Higher Education] Sheng Xuanhuai. I found someone to help build this bridal sedan chair. In the 1920s, the man-hour cost of this Wangong sedan chair reached 300 million, plus the cost of food and accommodation, the total cost exceeded 500 million. Please note that it was 1920. "

Nie Guangyi blinked.

[Look and see!I don't just know that brides are beauty pageant winners.I also know who the groom's father is. 】

It's a pity that one is in Europe and the other is in Asia, tens of thousands of kilometers apart, and it's not a video call.

Even if Nie Guangyi blinked his eyes and cramped, Meng Xinzhi couldn't see.

"From Mr. Nie's words, it's really not like renting a Rolls-Royce or a few Rolls-Royces as wedding cars in the modern sense. It can be compared. Mr. Nie has studied Wangong sedan chairs."

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in Wangong sedan chairs at all. I'm a big boy. Why do I study these? Mainly because of the mortise and tenon structure. The girl also knows that I have been obsessed with the traditional construction skills of wooden arch bridges since I was a child. It is a sedan chair and the other is a bridge, after all, there are so many changes that remain the same.”

Nie Guangyi explained that it was serious and earnest.

Mengxin also felt Nie Guangyi's intention to some extent, and there was also a hint of a smile in his tone: "In the turbulent era, the descendants of the Hongfu sedan chair company gathered together to make this mortise and tenon structure The Wangong sedan chair was disassembled into more than 400 flower pieces, packed in 13 boxes, shipped back to my hometown in Ningbo, and hid.”

"It was shipped back to Ningbo? Then why is it in Zhebo now?"

"In 1954, the descendants of the sedan chair shop donated this sedan chair to Zhejiang Bo. At that time, there was no Ningbo Museum, and the history of Ningbo Museum was not many years in total."

Nie Guangyi was infected by Meng Xinzhi's emotions: "What the girl said is very true, which is probably why this sedan chair has become the most eye-catching treasure of Zhejiang Expo even though it is not very old. Treasure" is the first to take it out."

"The Wangong sedan chair in Zhebo actually has another very interesting feature. This sedan chair is not as traditional as people imagined. At that time, it was actually a very Western style." Meng Xinzhi replaced it with a new one. topic of.

"Huh? Western style? No?"

Nie Guangyi searched in his memory, but did not find any Western-style elements: "In addition to the dramatic scenes we mentioned earlier, the carved figures, flowers, birds, insects and animals are also carved according to the patterns given by the heavenly officials. It is displayed with auspicious themes such as Fu, Kuixing Diandou, Qilin Sending a Child, Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, Fishing and Woodcutters Farming and Reading, Golden Dragon Gathering Wind, and Winning the Number One. Every scene is traditional to the extreme."

"I'm not referring to what Mr. Nie just said. On this bridal sedan chair, there is also a Western cupid carved."

"Cupid, God of Love?" This message really surprised Nie Guangyi.

"Correct."

"Is there? Where is it?"

"Yes." Meng Xinzhi didn't answer directly, "Mr. Nie will go there next time, so you can look for it carefully."

"The museum really should invite a girl to be the spokesperson." Nie Guangyi finished sincerely and said: "Think about it seriously, the Ningshao Plain 100 years ago still accepted a lot of Western ideas. In this way, the ornamental value of the Wangong sedan chair is even greater. It has increased a lot."

"Then..." Meng Xinzhi paused: "Let's go to Ningbo Museum first."

"Ah? Isn't Miss Meng not interested in Shili Hongzhuang? Why did she suddenly change her mind?"

"Mr. Nie is not going to study the mortise and tenon structure of the Wangong sedan chair in Ningbo Museum?"

"Did I say anything?"

"Mr. Nie has the premise of taking the treasure of the town hall of Zhejiang Bo as the premise of the mortise and tenon structure research. It must be for the same reason to go to Ningbo."

"Uh... the girl is right." There are steps and no bastards.

But but, but but.

To be honest, the last thing Nie Guangyi wants to go now is Ning Bo.

What [Women in Eastern Zhejiang are all crowned kings], it should be the madness of a madman.

He must be crazy to think of confessing his love to the girl a second time in Ningbo.

After going down the steps, Nie Guangyi immediately changed his mind: "The mortise and tenon structure of Ningbo's Wangong sedan chair is not as complicated as that of Zhebo and Wan'an bridges. It’s one, so let’s go to Beilin first. I went to Ningbo mainly because the building won the Pritzker Prize, and I originally thought that the office would do architectural research by the way.”

"Then we have to go to Ningbo for research first."

"No need. The Ningbo Museum was designed by Wang Shu, and the Suzhou Museum is I.M. Pei's masterpiece."

"Mr. Nie doesn't need to accommodate me like this. I haven't started working yet. The most I have is free time. How to arrange the route should give priority to Mr. Nie's schedule."

"Girl, don't you know that I made a special trip back to accompany you to find your career direction?"

The dead of night is good for straight balls.

I heard that insomnia and straight ball are more suitable.

"Mr. Nie, my father told me to go do Tai Chi."

"Ah... so, then girl, go first and say hello to your father for me."