A doctor who travels through two eras

In Dongmianhua Hutong, Old Man Fu took out a key and opened the door himself.

The door opened with a creaking sound, but a lot of dust fell from the door frame, indicating that no one had been to this house for a long time.

Old Man Fu led the way into the yard while introducing:

"This house is not a standard quadrangle layout. Look, there is no courtyard for servants behind the screen wall. Turning left, you enter the courtyard directly. There is no second courtyard gate, that is, the hanging flower gate.

Lin Sanqi walked to the yard and looked around, feeling quite satisfied. The main house had three rooms, with two side rooms on the left and right, three rooms on the east and west wing rooms, and five rooms on the back house facing the street.

This is actually a complete and ordinary courtyard layout, but it may not be exquisite enough in the eyes of wealthy families.

The yard in the middle is about 200 square meters. Compared with the slums, this yard is very spacious and most importantly, it has a high degree of privacy. You don't have to be on guard against thieves when you want to eat something delicious.

It was the dead grass on the roof drifting in the cold wind that told Lin Sanqi that if this house was to be lived in, it would need major renovations.

Old Man Fu took Lin Sanqi to visit each room, while telling stories about his family:
"This house was bought secretly by my father back then. He kept an actor here. Later one day, my mother caught him in the act. Only then did she know that we still had this house. Hehe, she confiscated it immediately.

But don't worry, my mother didn't beat that little actress to death on the spot, she just gave her to her cousin from her mother's side, and put an end to my father's thoughts, so this house is clean, and no one has drowned in the well. "

Speaking of wells, Lin Sanqi suddenly became interested. The person in front of him was a member of the royal family. He should know a lot of secrets in the palace, right?
"Master, was Emperor Guangxu's concubine Zhen really thrown into the well by Empress Dowager Cixi's order?"

"Yes, I've been to see that well. It's inside the Zhenshun Gate at the north end of the Ningshou Palace in the Forbidden City. That place is eerie even in broad daylight. When we were little, we were always scared when we went there to play. Even the people in the palace didn't want to go there.

It was the chief eunuch Cui Yugui who did it himself. Concubine Zhen struggled so hard that Cui Yugui tied her up, tied two large stones to her body, and threw her headfirst into the well, leaving her no chance to survive. Poor Concubine Zhen’s body was not fished out until a year and a half later. It was so tragic.”

"Wow, after being in the water for a year and a half, the body must have been ruined, right?"

"Strangely enough, when the body of Concubine Zhen was salvaged, it was intact, and one of its legs was still curled up. It was Concubine Zhen's brother who straightened her leg and put it in the coffin."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Concubine Zhen is too miserable."

"It was miserable. There was something even more miserable. In 38, the tomb of Concubine Zhen was robbed by a group of local bandits. My eldest brother was so angry that he almost vomited blood."

"Then Emperor Guangxu should be your uncle, right?"

"I have to call him uncle, he is my father's brother."

"Then what do you think of the Guangxu Reform at that time? If the Hundred Days' Reform had succeeded, would we have become a developed country?"

Mr. Fu suddenly snorted:
"Bullshit, although the Six Gentlemen of the Reform Movement of 1898 were just empty talkers who harmed the country, they were still passionate. That Kang was definitely a treacherous minister and a complete villain. Emperor Guangxu was fooled by him.

If you really want to reform, it's not like the Empress Dowager doesn't support it, even if you just try to coax the old lady. But this Kang said right away that he wanted to kill the Empress Dowager. Isn't this trying to sow discord between them mother and son?

As a result, the reform failed, and Kang went abroad to cheat people for money with fake imperial edicts, and married six wives. However, not a penny of the money from abroad was transferred to China for construction, but all went into his own pocket.

This kind of treacherous minister is absolutely a disaster for the country and the people. Poor Emperor Guangxu believed the words of the villain and ended up being imprisoned until his death. If the foreigners had not opposed it, Fu Jun would have almost usurped the throne. "

Lin Sanqi was surprised when he heard this: "Who is Fu Jun? What does he have to do with this?"

Old Man Fu took Lin Sanqi around the old house and continued to tell him stories:

"Fu Jun is also one of my cousins. After the failure of the Reform Movement of 1898, Empress Dowager Cixi wanted to depose Emperor Guangxu, so she convened a meeting of princes and ministers in December of the year of Ji Hai and officially made Pu Jun the "eldest prince", that is, the crown prince.

They planned to have Emperor Guangxu hold a ceremony to abdicate in the second month, which was the first day of the Gengzi year. Even the reign title was chosen, Baoqing. Later, there was strong opposition from both home and abroad, and Pujun and his son were not up to the task, so he did not ascend to the throne.

"Oh~~~"

Lin Sanqi understood. It turned out that before the last emperor Puyi came to power, there was another eldest prince who almost ascended the throne. This piece of history is really known by few people.

"Old man, where is your cousin Fu Jun now?"

"Where is he? He has long passed away. This gentleman is good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and is a big spendthrift. Fortunately, he did not ascend to the throne, otherwise our country would have suffered even more."

At this point, Old Man Fu said softly, "My brother also came out this year."

"Your brother? Which brother?"

"Who else? The last one."

Lin Sanqi was very curious and wanted Old Man Fu to take him to see the last emperor with his own eyes, and then find out how much of the book "My First Half of Life" had been deleted?
But if he thought about it more carefully, this guy is a sensitive person, and he has not yet been cleared of suspicion of being a spy, he cannot get close to him and seek death.

The two chatted as they walked towards the backyard.

"Brother Lin, this is the backyard. The last row of houses were originally occupied by servants. There are five rooms in total."

The backyard is much smaller than the front yard, but it is quieter. Lin Sanqi is very satisfied with this yard.

From now on, just sitting at the doorstep, you can see the beauties from the Central Academy of Drama walking past you. How convenient.

When Mr. Fu saw Lin Sanqi's expression, he felt relieved.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this house?" Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly:
"Satisfied, satisfied. My family is still living in the dilapidated courtyard of the Gege Mansion. My brothers and parents can only live in one room. In the end, I can only live in a house converted from a waterside pavilion in the back garden. It's hard."

"Okay, as long as you're satisfied. No one has lived in this house for more than 10 years. It will be yours from now on. Here, here are the keys. When we leave, we'll go to the street office to change our household registration."

Historically, Fu Zuo lived until 2001 and did not suffer much in that era. All this was because he listened to advice and gave away his wealth early on.

Just like now, he listened to Lin Sanqi's words and prepared to donate or give away all the houses and company shares under his name.

He had even decided that if there was any sign of trouble, he would abandon the prince's mansion they were living in and move his entire family to a small house.

So now he didn't feel bad at all for giving Lin Sanqi a courtyard house, not to mention that he had also received Lin Sanqi's promise for the future.

It was already afternoon when the two arrived at Jiaodaokou Street Office.

"I'm sorry, comrades, the country does not allow private housing transactions, and our street cannot handle the transfer procedures."

A middle-aged male staff member pushed both the house deed and the land deed back to Old Man Fu, who became anxious:

"Comrade, this is my private property. You see, I have all the necessary certificates and documents. Why would you not allow me to transfer the property?"

The staff member was a little impatient: "Who should I ask if the transfer cannot be made? If it is not possible, then it is not possible."

Old Man Fu wanted to argue for a few more sentences, but Lin Sanqi stopped him and took out his work ID:

"Hello, comrade. I am the head of the purchasing department of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We are all family, haha."

The staff initially thought that Lin Sanqi was also a social idler, but now that they saw that he was also within the system, their attitude became much better.

"Comrade Lin, right? According to the policy, the state does not allow private transactions of houses. In principle, all houses belong to the state and must be uniformly allocated by the state."

Lin Sanqi thought, why should I hand over my own house for unified distribution?

But he was not prepared to resist. Aren't principles meant to be broken?

Lin Sanqi looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he closed the office door. In the surprised eyes of the staff, he opened the other person's drawer as if he was familiar with them, stuffed two paper bags from his backpack into the drawer, and whispered:

"We are all family, please help me. Here is a pound of Longjing tea leaves and a pound of brown sugar..."

The street staff was a little anxious: What do you mean?
Lin Sanqi: It’s nothing, just a token of my appreciation.

Street staff: That’s not very nice of you.

Lin Sanqi: No big deal, no big deal.

The street worker laughed and said: You are a really interesting person.

Lin Sanqi also chuckled: Actually, there is no other meaning.

Street staff: I’m sorry.

Lin Sanqi: I’m sorry.

The idea was clear to everyone, and the street staff gave instructions:

"Comrade Fu, write a house transfer agreement on a blank piece of paper right now, stating that you are voluntarily transferring the house to Lin Sanqi."

Old Man Fu nodded, lowered his head and began to write.

The staff took out two blank property ownership certificates from the cabinet and filled in Lin Sanqi's name in the owner column.

Then he took out a blank "Private Property Certificate" registration book and filled in all the information about the courtyard house in Dongmianhua Hutong.

"Come on, both of you sign and then put your fingerprints on it."

Then the staff took all the documents and went out. When they came back, they had the official seal on them.

"Okay, this is considered a transfer. Comrade Fu's old house deed and land deed will be kept, and this voluntary transfer agreement will be filed together. This proves that the transfer of the house was voluntarily agreed upon by both parties, and I am the witness.

Comrade Lin, please take this house ownership certificate and private property certificate. With these two certificates, it means that this house belongs to you personally. Don't worry, our street office will not arrange for anyone to live in your house."

After saying that, the staff member blinked.

Lin Sanqi also blinked to show that he received it, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.

In an era without computer networking, everything was filled out manually, and the transfer and archiving work was completed in less than half an hour.

From then on, Lin Sanqi finally had a real home of his own in the old city.

Although the waterside pavilion is quiet, it is a public property after all. Although it is generally not taken away, who can predict what will happen in the future... (End of this chapter)