meaning of aurora

Chapter 58 14 years ago
14 years ago.

Louvre.

Dream heart is eight years old.

Going abroad for the first time.

First time arranging a trip specifically for the museum.

"Father, the Louvre is so big." Meng Xinzhi sighed before entering the Louvre.

"The Louvre covers an area of ​​198 hectares, which is enough to fit four full-size football fields." Zongji gave Meng Xinzhi a little science introduction: "This used to be the royal palace of France, where more than fifty French people lived. king and queen."

"The palace?" Meng Xinzhi asked: "Then is this the biggest palace in the world?"

"Of course not. Not to mention other countries, just France itself. The Palace of Versailles we are going to in two days is more than four times bigger than here."

"Ah? Dad! Is Versailles actually a palace!" Little Ah Xin was shocked.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with the palace?" Zong Ji was surprised by Meng Xinzhi's surprise.

Back to 14 years ago, Versailles was still just a palace, and it has not yet become synonymous with [Versailles literature] [to show off in a low-key way].

"Isn't Versailles a rose?" Little Ah Xin blinked her big eyes eager for knowledge, very much like Zong Yi now.

"Why is it a rose?" Zong Ji touched Meng Xinzhi's head.

Meng Xin's smile made the glass pyramid of the Louvre pale in comparison.

Dad's head-touching kill is Xiao Xin's nuclear-powered smile transmitter.

"Didn't I ask my dad what he likes the most last month? Dad told me clearly that you like Versailles roses. I was still thinking, when can I buy one for my dad as a birthday present!"

"Ah Xin, what we were discussing at that time was whether we should buy comic books for you." Zong Ji reminded Meng Xinzhi to consider the context at that time.

"But hasn't Dad bought it for Ah Xin yet?"

"Father can't say no to your mother... Didn't Ah Xin also express her understanding?"

"Well, Ah Xin listens to Dad." Meng Xinzhi pouted: "So Dad didn't change the topic to the Rose of Versailles?"

"Dad told Ah Xin that Dad's favorite comics when he was a child was called "The Rose of Versailles", so he didn't want to change the subject. Didn't Mom let Dad buy comics for you? If Dad read them when he was young and kept them, he didn't buy them. right?"

"Wow! I remember now." Meng Xinzhi's eyes lit up and said, "Dad, did you find it?"

"Found it."

"Where is it, where is it? Dad, when can I watch it?"

"Isn't this confiscated by your mother?" Zongji touched his nose: "Dad read comic books when he was a child, but now he wants to buy them, but he doesn't know where to buy them. Your mother is still young, so we don't want to buy them." She's pretty knowledgeable."

Still going back 14 years ago, the luxurious, extravagant, and extravagant life of the French aristocrats recorded in "The Rose of Versailles" has not yet become the source of inspiration for [Versailles Literature].

Meng Lan doesn't want Meng Xinzhi to read any comics.

Zongji was caught in the middle, a bit in a dilemma.

Meng Xinzhi quickly expressed her understanding of this matter, and stopped pestering Zongji to buy her comics.

Little Ah Xin knows how to be considerate of her father best. She consciously changed the subject: "I almost forgot, there is also the Forbidden City! Our Forbidden City is bigger than the palaces in France, right?"

Zong Ji considered his words: "The Forbidden City is more than three times larger than the Louvre."

"The Palace of Versailles is more than four times the size of the Louvre, and the Forbidden City is more than three times the size of the Louvre." Meng Xinzhi held up four fingers in his left hand and three in his right hand, and looked back and forth a few times: "Then Does this mean that the Palace of Versailles is bigger than the Forbidden City?"

"Yes, the Palace of Versailles will be slightly larger than the Forbidden City."

"Ah... Dad, does that mean that the palaces in our country are not as big as those in France?"

Meng Xinzhi was a little frustrated.

Children's competitive spirit is sometimes everywhere.

Zong Ji didn't know why Meng Xinzhi suddenly had a strange desire to win.

Since his daughter asked, he naturally wouldn't treat it carelessly: "That's not the case, Ah Xin, the Forbidden City is not the only palace in our country."

"Really? Really?" Xiao Axin asked cheerfully, "Then which of our palaces is bigger than the Palace of Versailles?"

"Yes. Daming Palace."

"What kind of palace is Daming Palace? Is it a palace of the Ming Dynasty?"

"No, Xin, Daming Palace is the palace of the Tang Dynasty."

"Ah? Why is the palace in Tang Dynasty called Daming Palace and not Datang Palace?" Meng Xinzhi blurted out.

"Ah Xin, didn't you watch "Daming Palace Ci" with your mother last year?"

"Ah? Daming Palace Ci is a palace, not a poem?" Meng Xinzhi recalled the content: "So Daming Palace is the palace built by Wu Zetian?"

"No, but Wu Zetian also works in Daming Palace. Daming Palace was originally called Yong'an Palace. It was built by Tang Taizong Li Shimin for his father Li Yuan to escape the summer heat."

"Li Shimin is one of Wu Zetian's husbands, right?"

"Uh..." Zong Ji was stunned, mainly because he didn't expect the eight-year-old Meng Xinzhi to use the term "one of the husbands".

Zong Ji smiled, and continued: "It's one of her husbands, that's right."

"Then why did dad say Daming Palace instead of Yong'an Palace?"

"Because the Yong'an Palace has not been built yet, Li Shimin's father drove west."

"Ride the crane west?" Meng Xinzhi didn't understand the meaning.

"Deadly Alice."

"Oh, that's it." Meng Xinzhi digested it for a while, and integrated his limited knowledge to the greatest extent: "Father, did that mean that Li Shimin later went to live in Yong'an Palace by himself, and because there is a Ming in his name, so So it was renamed Daming Palace."

"No, Xin. Li Shimin has never lived in this palace. After his father passed away, he never thought of finishing this palace."

"Then what happened later? Dad." Meng Xinzhi entered the queue to watch "Mona Lisa".

Rather than staring at the dark heads, Meng Xinzhi is more willing to discuss the past and present of Daming Palace with her father.

"Later, when Li Shimin's ninth son became emperor, he changed the name of Yong'an Palace to Daming Palace. Since then, Daming Palace has officially become the ruling center of the Tang Empire for more than 200 years."

"Ninth... Dad, let Ah Xin think about it, Tang Taizong Li Shimin's son who became the emperor... that is also one of Wu Zetian's husbands, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zong Ji was already a little bit dumbfounded, he really didn't know where Meng Xinzhi's "one of her husbands" came from.

After figuring out the origin of the Daming Palace, Meng Xinzhi returned to the previous question: "Father, how big is the Daming Palace?"

"Daming Palace, it's as big as 13 Louvres."

Zongji used as vivid a language as possible to popularize historical knowledge to Meng Xinzhi.

This laid a solid foundation for Meng Xinzhi's science popularization for Zong Yi later.

It can be regarded as a family history.

"Thirteen..." Meng Xinzhi nodded, seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, she continued to ask, "How is it compared with the Palace of Versailles?"

Zong Ji roughly helped to calculate: "Daming Palace is equivalent to 3 Versailles Palaces, 4 Forbidden City Palaces, 12 Kremlin Palaces, 13 Louvre Museums, and 15 Buckingham Palaces."

"Father, the five palaces you just mentioned are the five palaces in the world that you told me before?"

"No, Xin, among the five great palaces in the world, there is no Louvre we visited today."

"After removing the Louvre, what kind of palace will be added?"

Zongji patted Meng Xinzhi's head again, pampering his hair: "Xin, we are here to visit the Louvre today, why do you keep asking about other palaces?"

Meng Xinzhi curled her lips: "Ah Xin didn't expect to wait in line for such a long time."

"Who made Ah Xin dream of the most popular [Mrs. Lisa]? No matter when you look at the painting "Mona Lisa", you will definitely have to wait in line."

"But, queuing is really boring." Meng Xinzhi shrugged and blinked, "Why don't dad tell Ah Xin the story of the Louvre."

"Okay, so what else do you want to hear?"

"Hmm... besides the fact that more than 50 French kings and queens have lived there, is there anything else special about the Louvre?"

"Here, let Dad think about it." Zongji said, "There are 40 exhibits in the Louvre, and the construction of the Louvre started in 1204."

"What time is 1204, Dad?"

"Uh... 1204..." Zong Ji was stunned again, the simpler the question, the harder it is to answer: "1204 is the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Ah! It's the very delicious dynasty, right? Ah Xin likes the fish soup made by Mrs. Song with her father and mother last week." Meng Xin asked with dancing hands: "Sister Song is the Song Dynasty, right?"

"Uh... Mrs. Song is not the Song Dynasty..."

"Ah? What is that sister-in-law?"

"Sister-in-law...is brother's wife."

"Ah! It turns out that Mrs. Song's fish soup was made by Zong Guang's future wife!" Meng Xinzhi was surprised: "Is my brother's wife so much older than him? Now she will be like the snail girl, cooking for our family to eat." ?”

"Hahaha..." Zong Ji couldn't help laughing at this moment: "Ah Xin, Mrs. Song's fish soup is indeed from the Southern Song Dynasty...haha..."

"Father, what are you laughing at? Since it's the Southern Song Dynasty, isn't it the time when the construction of the Louvre started?" Meng Xinzhi asked seriously.

Zong Ji suppressed his laughter and replied with one word: "Yes."

"Then Dad, why did you say no just now?! Dad, why did you lie to Ah Xin! You still laughed at Ah Xin after you lied!"

It's an endless loop here...

Never reason with a girl, especially one who is only seven or eight years old.

"Ah Xin, Dad will continue to tell you about the Louvre. Dad doesn't know much about these European museums, so I can only tell you a little bit. When Ah Xin grows up and understands, remember to come back to teach Dad, Dad may have been old at that time."

"Impossible! My dad will always be so handsome!"

"Ah Xin, even a handsome guy will still have presbyopia."

"Impossible!" Meng Xinzhi argued: "My handsome dad won't."

"Ah Xin is right!" Zongji chose to compromise, "Dad will not grow old, nor will he be presbyopic, and he has always been so handsome."

"Yeah." Meng Xinzhi nodded desperately, expressing a great degree of agreement, and then said: "Dad, didn't you say that you want to talk a little bit?"

"The place we are going to visit in the afternoon is the super corridor of the Louvre, which is more than 300 meters long. It was built by King Henry IV of France. The super corridor was not what it is now. Henry IV planted a lot of plants in it. Tree."

"Does the King of France also like to grow trees indoors?"

"It's more than that, Henry IV is still galloping inside."

"Dad, can we also ride horses when we go to visit?"

"Of course not! How could you think of riding a horse in a museum?"

"What's wrong with this?" One of Meng Xin raised his head, shot at his father with a 45-degree angle of sight, and said with a little pride: "Ah Xin dreams one to show my father at night."

"Ah Xin, Dad can't see your dream."

"Then what's the matter? Can't I draw it for you to see?" Meng Xinzhi patted her pocket, which contained her favorite work [The Source of Aurora].

"Okay, Dad is waiting for Ah Xin's masterpiece."

Zongji didn't have the enthusiasm to discourage Meng Xinzhi.

Although I can't understand what the painting of Mengxin is, and I may never understand it in the future.

But as long as little Axin himself will not be hit by it, Zongji doesn't think there is a problem.

"Father, Ah Xin really likes queuing up. The Louvre is so big, can we go to other places to have a look first? Come back when it's about to close, so we don't need to queue up."

"Ah Xin, do you want to come see it at the night show?"

"Is there a night show here? Does it turn into "Night at the Museum" at night? Then will the mummy we saw come alive?" Meng Xin was curious.

She was full of excitement at first, and when she talked about the mummy, she trembled several times, and hid directly behind Zongji, pulled Zongji's clothes, poked her head out, and asked fearfully and curiously: "Dad , aren’t the mummies from Egypt? Why are there mummies in the Louvre?”

"The cultural relics of the Louvre Museum of Ancient Egypt were plundered to France by Napoleon. Not only that, he also let the soldiers shoot at the tallest and largest pyramid in the world, and shot the nose of the Sphinx It's gone." Zong Ji felt a little regretful.

"Ah! Is he so bad?" Meng Xinzhi asked, "Then why don't we bring the mummy to China for safekeeping?"

"Didn't Ah Xin find out?"

"Found what?"

"There are no foreign cultural relics in our Chinese museums."

"Really?" Meng Xin wondered: "Isn't there a Forbidden City?"

"The Forbidden City is an exception, but every foreign cultural relic in the Forbidden City has a clear origin. It is not plundered or stolen."

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