In Yi Jun's car, the old housekeeper Hua Wen didn't say a word, just accompanied by a smiling face at any time.
This old man is not afraid of Yi Jun's identity, but seems to be very cowardly.
Both of them were old men from twenty years ago, and they must have known each other.
And through the cautious attitude of the Chinese language, it can be speculated that Xia Longque may be a notorious girl in their generation.
The car was running on the highway, and after a short time, Xia Longque became a little impatient.
"Travel, half-dead old guy, what a trip, toss" As he spoke, Xia Longque leaned on the car door hatefully.
It still didn't seem to be too comfortable, so he simply lifted his feet on the seat and lay sideways: "Boy, borrow your legs and use it."
As he spoke, a pair of feet were placed on Yi Jun's thighs.
"Aunt Xia, men and women don't kiss" "Fuck off, how old are you, my mother is enough to be your own mother."
Xia Longqi said fiercely, and narrowed his eyes.
Yi Jun looked at the feet on his thighs, and said in his heart This old girl is very human, no wonder no man dares to marry her in her life, she deserves to be single for the rest of her life.
"Aunt Xia, why are you still wearing stockings on this cold day."
Bang Xia Longque kicked Yi Jun's waist, and he didn't bother to answer at all.
Then, he continued to fold a pair of long legs and closed his eyes to recuperate, during which his eyes were not opened.
In the front co-pilot seat, Lao Huawen turned his head with a smile: "Comrade Crazy Dragon, you are the most courageous person I have ever met."
I think back then, who would dare to talk nonsense with Miss Xia" "Shut up, you old thing" Xia Longque gave a gag order, and Hua Wen immediately didn't say a word, and turned his head around with a smile.
It was safe on the way, setting off in the morning and arriving at Jinling, the provincial capital of Suzhou Province, in the evening.
The two Cayenne drove directly into the most prosperous area, an international hotel not far from Confucius Temple, Qinhuai River and other places.
After settling down a little, Ye Jiaoyang looked through the window and looked at this city with deep history but equally developed modern industrial and commercial civilization.
"It's changed too much," Ye Jiaoyang said with a smile, "More than 20 years have passed, and all parts of the motherland are changing with each passing day.
In particular, the degree of development of economic civilization is staggering. ” Behind him, Phoenix was still checking the security situation as usual, and Yi Jun also helped to investigate.
Seeing that Ye Jiaoyang was so interested, Yi Jun smiled and said, "Mr.
Ye has been here before" Ye Jiaoyang smiled, but there seemed to be a mist in his eyes: "I've been here, but only once."
Later, he was forced to leave the country, and he never visited the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas again, only a lot of residual impressions.
However, it's very profound, hehe, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, tomorrow let's go around the Qinhuai River and Xuanwu Lake. ” Yi Jun hummed, anyway, this time it was mainly Ye Jiaoyang's interest.
However, Ye Xi on the side couldn't help but ask: "Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum and Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum are very famous, Dad doesn't go to see them" Ye Jiaoyang smiled indifferently: "Although Emperor Zhu and Mr.
Sun are both heroes of the generation, they are also individuals after all, and those two places are two graves after all, which are nothing more than the graves of ordinary people."
I'm about to burrow into the grave myself, how can I have the heart to look at others. ” "Dad" Ye Xi bit her lower lip and glared at her resentfully.
The father and daughter said okay, no one can mention the issue of Ye Jiaoyang's lifespan.
Ye Jiaoyang immediately laughed: "Okay, let's not talk about this, don't talk about it."
In short, let's just look at the scenery, whether it's good or not, Jinling, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties has been famous for a long time, and there are many beautiful places. ” Yi Jun also smiled: "The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties has been famous for its royal spirit and fat powder gas since ancient times, but most of the dynasties that built the capital here were short-lived, and it was a pity.
It is said that because the first emperor of the ancestral dragon saw that there was a king's spirit in Jinling, he was worried that he would harm his foundation of the Great Qin River for thousands of years, so he angrily reprimanded the mountain whip and cut off the king's spirit here.
Since then, although the royal spirit has not disappeared, most of them cannot last long.
Some people also say that although Jinling City occupies all the four elephants, and the king is steaming in the small pattern, the Yangtze River is surging and rushing, washing away the feng shui. ” Ye Xi snorted: "Stargazing, looking at qi, divination, and looking at appearances, these are all the last streams, how can you believe it if you don't go to the hall of elegance." ” Ye Jiaoyang looked at his daughter with great interest, and asked with a smile: "So, Xiaoxi, what do you think is the reason for the short life of the dynasty here in Jinling?"
Although Ye Xi studied economics, fortunately, he had studied some history and talked eloquently: "Whatever is royal or not is royal is nonsense."
The reason for this is that the folk customs of Jiangbei are too strong, and the threat of the nomads in the north is too strong.
The dynasty that built the capital here naturally has a bit of a taste of seclusion.
Therefore, although Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, built the capital here, Emperor Zhu Di of Chengzu resolutely moved the capital to the current capital to deter the northern ethnic groups.
Only when the Son of Heaven guards the country can he have a century-old foundation. ” "Besides, if you blindly guard a piece of fat powder, how can it last long.
Those emperors got into the fat powder pile and got drunk and dreamed of death, and it is strange that the dynasty is not extinguished. ” "Therefore, in history, southerners can also be emperors, and northerners can also be emperors.
But after becoming the emperor, the capital was mostly in the north.
On the other hand, there are few long-lived dynasties in the south, not only Jinling.
The Southern Song Dynasty has lasted for a long time, but it is only holding on to half of the country, but it is not as good as being destroyed. ” Listening to Ye Xi's remarks, Ye Jiaoyang said with a smile: "Okay, Dad originally wanted to let the company move to Yuedong or this Su Province, but two days ago, it was finally decided to be in Yuedong Province.
Listening to what our little Xi said, fortunately, it was confirmed over there. ” Ye Xi grimaced: "You are not an emperor, what does it have to do with this." ” "Country, country, big for the country, small for the family, haha" Ye Jiaoyang smiled and patted Ye Xi's head, then looked at Yi Jun again, and said, "Comrade Crazy Dragon, it's rare to see you lose your mind once, what do you think?"
Did you lose your mind Yi Jun was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was really a little distracted just now.
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As a big master like him, and he is engaged in the task of a big guard, it is actually rare for him to be distracted.
And Ye Jiaoyang's eyes were sharp enough to see this again.
Yi Jun smiled: "It's nothing.
Your father and daughter mentioned stargazing, and I was just touched a little. ” "You study this" Ye Jiaoyang seemed to be very interested.
Yi Jun hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "How can I understand these things, and I can't eat mixed rice when I learn this, at most I will be abducted and deceived on the rivers and lakes." ” But Ye Jiaoyang felt that what Yi Jun said was a little insincere.
In fact, whether it is Ye Jiaoyang or Yi Jun, they are not completely denied these mysterious things.
On the contrary, it is the new era college students and educators like Ye Xi who firmly support materialism.
At least Yi Jun knew that his own old man, Yi Sanye, should have had many similar writings among the yellowed books that he burned before he died.
It's a pity that Yi Jun hasn't seen it, and Yi Sanye won't let him see it, saying that he doesn't have that bone
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