The front gate tower is nine feet tall, with four gates, three bridges and five archways. It is called Zhengyang Gate.
Zhengyangmen, commonly known as Qianmen, Qianmen Louzi or Daqianmen, was the south gate of the inner city of the capital during the Ming and Qing dynasties. It was located at the southernmost end of Tiananmen Square on the north-south central axis of the Forty-Nine City.
Jiuzhangjiu in the ballad does not refer to the actual height, but an imaginary number.
Because Zhengyang Gate is the only gate with an arrow tower opening among the nine gates in the inner city. It is used exclusively for dragon and phoenix chariots. It is the place where emperors and queens leave the city. Therefore, the regulations are higher than those of the other eight gates, and nine is the number one.
Therefore, there is the saying Jiuzhangjiu, and four doors means there are four door openings.
Three Bridges does not refer to three bridges, but to one bridge in particular, because this bridge is the largest of the nine moats in Beijing. The bridge body has a three-arch structure and is divided into three channels by white marble guardrails. It is also known as
It is the three-headed bridge, and the passage in the middle is the royal road, which only the emperor can walk on.
Wupailou refers to the five-bay archway at Zhengyang Qiaotou, and Qianmen Street is also called Wupailou Street.
Qianmen Street is a very famous commercial street in Beijing, and the surrounding area is very busy.
Li Jie walked for nearly twenty minutes. Apart from buses and jeeps, he saw no other cars on the road. The clothes people wore were very simple, basically only black, blue, gray and green. Many people's clothes were washed.
The hair has turned white, but not many people have patches on their bodies.
It's normal when you think about it. After all, they are ordinary people in the capital, living in the political, economic and cultural center, so they naturally have a sense of arrogance. As long as they are not poor and cannot afford to eat, they will basically not spread their patched clothes.
The same is true for the original owner. It is not unusual for him to wear patched clothes when he is working in the countryside, because everyone around him is like this. Once he returns to the city, he immediately stops wearing the patched clothes.
It is normal for young people to be nice. The patched clothes at home are basically given to relatives in the countryside.
Although no one is rich in this era, the city and the countryside are completely different. As long as people in the city have jobs, they will basically not go hungry.
It's a different story in the countryside, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people who know the truth and want to return to the city.
When the passion subsides, most of the young people jumping in line cannot bear the pain.
Queue-jumping is a model of going to the mountains and countryside. The educated youth went to the mountains and countryside from the 1950s to the late 1970s in order to eliminate the "three major differences", namely the difference between workers and peasants, the difference between urban and rural areas, and the difference between mental labor and physical labor.
After the great man called on "it is necessary for educated youth to go to the countryside and receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants," a large number of urban educated youth left the city on a large scale and went to settle in the vast countryside and participate in labor.
There are two modes of going to the mountains and countryside, one is a farm (including corps, cadre school), and the other is to jump in the queue. Different from the farm model, the jump in the queue belongs to collective ownership, without the need for political examination and physical examination and other procedures, and there are no strict quota restrictions.
(Except for going to the frontier), as the name suggests, they are placed in rural production teams, earning work points and sharing rations and dividends just like ordinary members.
Before 1968, the main way to go to the mountains and countryside was on the farm. After that, the main method was to jump in the queue.
'Han Chunming' has been participating in the rural areas for more than seven years. The place where he joined the team is not far away, it is in Fangshan. Compared with those who support the frontier, the conditions in Fangshan are much better.
And it's not far from home, and the time is not long. In just two years, I was basically not too hungry when I jumped in line. I just didn't have much oil and water, and the food I ate was mainly whole grains.
But if you compare it with life in the city, it's much harder. First of all, you can't buy anything in the countryside even if you have money. The only place where you can use money is at the grain station, where you can only buy grain and other things.
None at all.
Occasionally, I can buy a few eggs from the villagers, or go to the river to catch a few fish and eat meat, but I may not be able to eat pork once a month.
After joining the team for two years, 'Han Chunming' lost more than ten kilograms and has not regained it even after returning to the city for several months.
As Li Jie walked, he admired the street scene that was very different from that of later generations. After a while, he arrived at the Zhengyang Gate. By this time, the Zhengyang Bridge in front of the gate had disappeared.
It was demolished in 1955. The reason for demolition is also very simple. Because the bridge affected traffic and could not withstand the transportation pressure, it had to be demolished. At this time, cultural relics protection was not popular in China. After all, there were still many people who did not even have enough to eat.
How can I care about this?
Because Qianmen Street is a traditional business district, there is a lot of traffic here, but Li Jie still found them among the crowd at a glance.
The two little girls were fighting for a bottle of soda at this time. You took a sip and I took a sip. Now the car was in Honghua's hands. Meng Xiaoxing looked straight at it, eager to have another sip.
Another older, middle-aged woman with a pale face and patched clothes stood there looking around, obviously looking for someone.
"Auntie!" Li Jie raised his hand and shouted.
When the middle-aged woman saw Li Jie, she waved her hand with a smile: "Chunming, here! Here!"
Seeing Li Jie coming, the aunt was relieved. She thought Li Jie had not received the letter. Although she had been to the city many times, the roads in Sijiu City were too complicated and she was illiterate. Even if she came,
So many times, I still don’t know the way, so I have to be picked up every time.
"Honghua! Xing! Your fifth brother is here." The aunt turned around and called to the two little girls who were fighting for soda drinks.
Li Jie looked at the two little ones with a smile. There were no sodas sold in the countryside. The predecessor of Arctic Ocean Soda was the Beiping Ice Factory in 1936. It was nationalized from 4 to 9 years and renamed BJ City Food Factory in 1950. It was officially registered in Arctic Ocean.
The trademark and the trademark pattern of snow-capped mountains and white bears.
Arctic Soda is a memory of several generations, but it has since declined. The original owner also liked to drink it. The price is not expensive, only 15 cents per bottle, and the bottle deposit is 10 cents. A bottle of soda only costs 5 cents, which is equivalent to 5 cents.
The price of a short bus ride.
However, this is the first time I bought Meng Xiaoxing and Honghua, so I don’t know if I can return the bottles.
"Brother Wuzi!"
"Brother Wuzi!"
The two little ones had finished drinking a bottle of soda, not even a drop was left. When they heard the aunt's call, they immediately ran over and shouted loudly.
Li Jie laughed, touched the heads of the two little ones, and pointed at the soda bottle in Meng Xiaoxing's hand.
"Xiao Xing, you can still get a dime back on this bottle, go and do it now!"
"What?" Meng Xiaoxing said with a look of disbelief: "Can I still get a refund for this bottle?"
Li Jie smiled and said: "What? You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, give me the bottle."
Meng Xiaoxing chuckled and kicked the bottle into her arms: "I believe it, I believe it, I'll return the bottle right now!"
Just when she was about to run to return the bottle, she found that her aunt's face was already covered with dark clouds, and she was looking at her with a stern look.
"Tell me! How much did you spend on soda?"
When Meng Xiaoxing saw this, she lowered her head and timidly replied: "Fifteen cents."
"What!" The aunt was shocked when she learned the price, and exclaimed: "My day's work points are only ten cents, and you drank my whole day's centimeters in just a few mouthfuls?"
Meng Xiaoxing said angrily: "Auntie, the red flower only paid five cents, but I paid ten cents. And didn't you listen to Brother Wuzi? You can still get a cent back. After all, we only have one cent.
Two and a half.”
'Five cents can buy a pound of radishes, three taels of brown rice, and more than two taels of white flour.'
'These two kids know how to spoil things.'
The aunt complained secretly, but in the end she didn't say what she really wanted to say.