Chapter 1084
"With the story, this house is no longer cold, but lively and energetic. If you just look at it, it will be nothing more than that! Some places are dilapidated and need to be repaired, and they are not open to the public. We see very little of it." Shen Muqing sighed, "No wonder the old saying goes, it's better to listen to the scenery than to see it!"
"That's right! That's right!" Dabao said with the same expression, "It's just an ordinary tall building, but its 'prestige' far exceeds the building itself. Seeing it up close, it dilutes the previous impression of the building. The sense of mystery in my mind..."
He shook his head and looked like a little adult, making everyone laugh.
Shen Muqing smiled and rubbed Dabao's soft hair, "Actually! The so-called beautiful scenery is usually not rumored by local people at first, but promoted by outsiders everywhere. This may be appropriate. That ancient poem: I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, I just know that I am in the mountain. Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty had a famous saying in "Shuo Ai Lian": You can only look at it from a distance, but not play with it. I am afraid this is a very appropriate way to describe this matter. .
The Forbidden City is awe-inspiring, how could you have seen it so close before?"
Fang Monan smiled and extended, "You are right. If it is a temptation for people to only watch from a distance but not to play with, then every temptation is a Pandora's box. We must not open these things one by one just because we want to satisfy our curiosity. Otherwise, what we will lose is not only the shattering of our wishes, but also our over-heated hearts will be blown up in the cold reality!"
"Haha... That makes sense. Many scenic spots have been exaggerated in their publicity. Often, if you don't regret it, you will regret it even more if you go there." Jian Huixin raised her eyebrows and smiled. "But you still have to come and see the Forbidden City. It is the most complete palace complex. ."
"Are you tired? Are you hot? If you are tired, take a rest before leaving." Fang Monan asked the little carrots behind him. As he said this, he took out mineral water and juice from his backpack and handed them to everyone one by one.
A group of people drank and chatted under the shade of a tree.[
"How's it going?" Fang Monan asked. "You can go after a while."
They spent a day in the Forbidden City, clicking... clicking... the cameras in their hands never stopped.
Of course, Fang Monan never stopped talking.
The next day, I walked through the criss-crossing alleys, smelling the ancient flavor of the thousand-year-old imperial capital, and eating petty bourgeoisie-style private dishes.
My little life was comfortable and enviable.
"Hey! This alley seems to have not changed much!" Fang Monan discovered happily, "I thought it would be demolished to pieces, and then buildings of reinforced concrete would be erected."
Shen Muqing rubbed his chin and said, "In fact, in the imperial capital in the 1970s, the city's problems were exposed: the city was too large, the industry was too concentrated, causing serious water shortages, environmental pollution, too much land, and land shortages.
At that time, urban planning had begun to be reconsidered. Many scholars loudly pleaded for the ancient buildings, believing that the old city was already too crowded and its functions must be dispersed and developed into a polycentric city to reduce the pressure on public transportation. For the old city, This was an opportunity." He shrugged helplessly, "But it's a pity that I didn't seize this opportunity at the time.
The plan at that time affirmed the original urban pattern and proposed the policy of gradually rebuilding the old city, with the old city as the center and expanding to the surrounding areas. It was like spreading a big pie. This kind of approach takes the old city as a single center and expands it to the surrounding areas. The planning plan for outward expansion in a circle has developed over the past few years. Now it seems to be very fatal, because it still takes the demolition of the old city as the development direction. The result after the demolition is that the functions of the old city are constantly increasing.
As a result, the old city is even more overwhelmed."
Shen Muqing changed the subject and said, "But now it's better, I have picked up the Liang-Chen plan again! Although it cannot be fully implemented, it is better than running in the wrong direction all the time. Until then..."
"The capital is called the First Congestion." Although Fang Monan has not experienced it personally, he has still watched a lot of newsreels. "By then, the old city will be overcrowded. The underground subway network is responsible for carrying millions of passengers every day. The difficult task of population, every day is like Spring Festival travel. Passengers on the bus are often squeezed like sardines, but they can only shuttle in this city like spreading a pie. The nine-to-five life has become From five to nine.”
Shen Muqing understood immediately when he heard it, "The core urban area has gradually turned into a concentrated office area, and a large number of employed people have to live in the suburbs after work. During rush hours, the traffic pressure in the core urban area increases sharply, and people squeeze into the center at the same time. , it would be weird if it wasn’t blocked!”
"I just hope I can persevere." Fang Monan sighed.
Shen Muqing pointed to the sky, "The determination from above is great."[
"I hope!" Fang Monan said with raised eyebrows.
On this day, everyone spent time in the alley, relying on Fang Monan's fortune telling, and everyone ate a lot of authentic snacks. Shen Muqing yelled: It's really a waste to live in the capital for so many years.
He was very curious about how Fang Monan found it.
Fang Monan smiled mysteriously, "Secret!"
Fang Monan and the others had been walking for two days in a row, and the children had to take a rest. In fact, there should be news from the Xu family today.
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Coincidentally, it also rained today.
The summer rain is really rough and wild, with big raindrops hitting the ground, causing blisters on the ground, and the splashing sound is really loud.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and a layer of rain curtains covered the house tightly, making it almost impossible to see what was outside.
In the study room, the children stood in front of the desk, practicing Chinese calligraphy with their wrists hanging.
Fang Monan was leaning on the back of the chair. Since he mentioned Liang Chen's plan, she looked at it with interest and sighed from time to time.
Such a plan has not been adopted, regardless of subjective and objective reasons.
The reason for this is an unquestionable historical logic - that is, the logic of the winner of the peasant uprising. The core of this logic is that the winner of the peasant uprising always has the right to dispose of everything belonging to the loser according to his own wishes. Everything belongs to the winner.
Examining the peasant uprisings in history, we can see how the victors destroyed the cities and buildings previously occupied by the losers. Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, entered Xianyang, the capital of Qin, and not only killed several people, but also destroyed Afang Palace and the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin. 72 luxurious buildings the size of the Forbidden City were set on fire.
When Li Shimin, the general of the peasant uprising in the late Sui Dynasty, captured Luoyang, he demolished all the palaces from the Sui Dynasty. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Wen set fire to the Daming Palace, which was as large as five Forbidden City, and demolished the Chang'an Palace. The wood used to build the palace fell along The Yellow River drifted to Luoyang. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng attacked Luoyang, killed King Fu and burned his palace.
There are numerous examples in history of cities being burned down due to peasant wars.
Fortunately...
Hearing the ringing of the doorbell, Fang Monan raised his eyes and smiled slightly. What should come must come.
"Bang..." The door of the study room was opened, and ten armed police special policemen rushed in. This time Fang Monan could not mistake the uniforms, it read on the shoulder! Armed Police Special Police.
Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and looked at them in surprise, what the fuss was about! She raised her forehead, a little confused.
The leader said with an upright face, "Which one of you is Fang Monan!"
"I am!" Fang Monan put down the book and stood up.
There was a flash of surprise in the leader's black eyes. He asked again uncertainly, "You are Fang Monan!"
Seeing Fang Monan nodding, he was the right person, so "come with us." The leader waved.
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Time moved forward two hours, and on the third day, the children of Xu's family showed symptoms of bloating, fever, and vomiting even after drinking water.
At this time, Xu Deze and his wife were frightened. The doctor outside the rest area was also frightened. How could this be so accurate?
What to do now?
Xu Deze and his wife looked at Mr. Feng and the doctors, and they were all panicked for a moment.
All of them had earthy faces and drooped heads.
"Now you are talking! You are all mute." Xu Deze's deep eyes were filled with storms, "Pa..." he patted the armrest of the sofa.
The doctors were so frightened that they trembled and their calves started to spin. "This...that..." they said repeatedly.
Xu Deze shouted, "Speak!"
"Captain Xu, I think we can't treat this disease anymore, why don't you find someone else to try?" Mr. Feng said bravely, and then quickly shrank to the side.
"How about we invite that yellow-haired girl?" One of the doctors mustered up the courage to say.
Xu Deze was so angry now that he wanted to kill these quack doctors with a gun. He pointed at these quack doctors with his hand and was trembling. He was angry for a long time and didn't know what to say.
An Yingteng stood up suddenly. Then she sat back down in despair. She cursed others on the phone very rudely, and finally hung up.
Do you still have the nerve to invite me?
"How about letting Dehong go?" An Ying murmured in a low voice. "I will go in person, and I will admit it when I bow my head and beg for my son."
"Brother, I've invited Mr. Yang." Xu Dexin came in, the little sister of the Xu family.
As soon as Mr. Yang got off the plane, he was kidnapped by Xu Dehong. He has been paying attention to Mr. Yang's whereabouts these days in case he needs help in case of emergency.
Unexpectedly, I asked the girl to tell him for sure, but Xu Dehong really saw that the couple was so disrespectful to him, and he really... couldn't bear to see his little nephew suffer, so he finally sent his little sister out.
Xu Dexin brought a chair and pressed the person directly onto the chair, "Hurry up, hurry up! Mr. Yang."
His old arms and legs are really... Out of breath, Mr. Yang took a deep breath, calmed down, and then started to feel his pulse.
After about a quarter of an hour, he withdrew his hand and checked the tongue coating and internal organs again.
"Nonsense." Mr. Yang scolded, "Who asked you to prescribe a warming tonic? The child obviously has heat in his body. Doesn't this add fuel to the fire?"
"Then what prescription should Mr. Yang prescribe now?" Xu Deze asked eagerly.
"The main medicine of Baihu Decoction is gypsum." Mr. Yang said while holding his chin.
"Then please give me a prescription!" Xu Deze glared at the doctors who were still here and said, thinking that he still had the nerve to stay here.
"Uh..." Mr. Yang was just thinking about making a choice when he heard An Ying mutter, "Why is it the same as what that girl said in the movie! Make three portions of gypsum soup and drink three portions at the same time."
Yang Laodun stopped, looked up at An Ying and said, "Mrs. Xu, can you tell me about the gypsum soup in detail?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote, monthly vote, your
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