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Chapter 165 Chapter 164 Forbidden City
Last night, Wang Jingwen asked Tang Zhitong for his opinion in front of the family. When asked where to go, Tang Zhitong mentioned the Forbidden City and gave the reason that he had never been there and it was close to home.

In fact, there was another reason that Tang Zhitong didn't say.

As the place where the emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties lived and governed the country, the Forbidden City represents the old forces. It will cease to exist after the storm rises, and it will take more than ten years before it will be fully opened to the general public again.

But there is no way to tell classmate Xiao Wang about this, otherwise he will be regarded as a lunatic at best, and it will be difficult to tell at worst...

After parking their bicycles, a group of six people checked in and entered.

The entrance to the Forbidden City is at the Meridian Gate, which is the Meridian Gate where the emperor ordered to be "pulled out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded" in many movies and TV dramas.

Actually, beheading at the Meridian Gate is pure nonsense.

Ordinary people know to stay away from their own door when killing a chicken. The emperor has a brain, and it is considered unlucky to kill someone at his own door.

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, there were generally two execution places for prisoners sentenced to death in Sijiucheng.

One kind was taken to a desolate place and chopped down, and the other kind was taken to a place where crowds gathered for serious crimes and needed to warn the people, such as Caishikou for execution, which was the same as being paraded through the streets during severe crackdowns.

Although the Meridian Gate is not a place for killing people, it is indeed a place for executions. It is occasionally used to torture ministers with sticks, but most people are not qualified to do so.

The emperors in the middle and late Ming Dynasty were often scolded by their ministers. Wanli was so angry that he refused to go to court. Occasionally, he would drag his ministers to the Meridian Gate and beat them up. After the ministers scolded them, they actually regarded such things as honorable deeds. To promote it is an anecdote for the ages.

I have to say that these ministers are quite good at selecting people. How about trying it with Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di?Try to have all nine tribes go to hell together, neatly and neatly, with not a single thing missing.

This tour was still given by Wang Jingwen, but the difference was that Wang Jingying added that the other four people were listening. Wang Jingmin was responsible for rubbing the grass everywhere, pulling out a few grasses from the cracks between the stones, and either stuffing them into the drainage faucets, or squeezing out the grass juice and applying it on the stone pillars. In the eyes of dragons and lions...

After receiving some ear-grabbing "care" from my eldest sister Wang Jingwen, I became more honest.

When he arrived in front of the golden vat of the Forbidden City, Wang Jingmin looked at the words "so and so came here for a visit" on the vat and was eager to try. He lowered his head and picked up a small stone, hoping to leave his name on it.

But seeing his eldest sister's frown, he could only give up and muttered: "I'll do it myself next time, hum!"

"Hold his hand and keep an eye on him. If he does anything outrageous today, I will punish you as well!" Wang Jingwen held Fengzhi with one hand and used the other hand to explain to everyone, while Jingying and Fengzhi Due to their similar age, Zhen had already made friends at this moment, and only Tang Zhitong and Wang Jingmin were following behind.

"Did you hear that, your sister gave the order, give me your hand." Tang Zhitong was not angry, and he couldn't ask what the punishment was in front of the four little guys. He had to go back to bed and ask again.

"Huh, let me give my eldest sister some face." Wang Jingmin threw away the stone in his hand and kicked it on the vat, making a "dong" sound. When Wang Jingwen looked over again, he immediately pulled up his brother-in-law's hand and spat at his eldest sister. Stick out your tongue and make a face.

"If you keep doing this, I won't prepare you any delicious food tonight." Even a seven-year-old or eight-year-old dog dislikes Wang Jingmin's naughtiness, and Tang Zhitong is also helpless. He supports Wang Jingwen's discipline of his younger brother.There are unqualified people all the time, but it is best not to have more than one like Wang Jingmin. "Is there something delicious? Then I'll obey you!" Wang Jingmin responded to the wind and changed his face very quickly.

Seeing that his brother was honest, Wang Jingwen continued to explain the gold jar directly: "There was no such gold jar in the Forbidden City at the beginning. There was a fire here during the Ming Dynasty. Because there was no water source, the fire burned all night before it was put out. From then on. Since then, large water tanks have become standard equipment, filled with water from winter to summer."

"At the beginning, the large water vat was made of pottery. Did you see the stone piers under the vat? In winter, when the pottery vat is filled with water, it is easy to freeze and crack. The working people in ancient times invented a way to heat the pottery vat. The method is to make the stone pier hollow and light a fire underneath. It will take three months from winter to spring." Wang Jingwen must have been here more than once, and he can explain these small details clearly.

"What working people, those are eunuchs." Wang Jingmin complained softly from the side.

"The virtue of strict frugality practiced by the Ming Dynasty emperors did not spread to the Qing Dynasty rulers. When Qianlong was in power, he requested that some of the pottery jars in the Forbidden City be replaced with pure gold ones, but there was not that much money in the treasury, so He Shen followed the original specifications. A large vat was made of brass and plated with a layer of real gold to turn it into a gilt copper vat." Wang Jingwen ignored her brother's complaints and continued to explain.

"Although it was replaced with gold, it was not saved in the end. Did you see the scratches on it? When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded, they scraped it off bit by bit and took it away. The scratches on this cylinder tell us that if we fall behind, we will be beaten. Therefore, it has not been restored to serve as a warning to future generations.”

"The name "Golden Urn" came into being only after Qianlong replaced the pottery vat with gold vat. Because of the existence of large water vats, even if there is an occasional fire, it can be extinguished in time, thus bringing peace and auspiciousness. These vats Hence the name "Taiping Vat" or "Auspicious Vat". As a result, wealthy people in the private sector also followed suit and installed such large fire-fighting vats at home."

"Sister-in-law, is that tank in our house also a fire tank?" Fengzhi pulled Wang Jingwen's hand and raised her head and asked.

"It counts, but ours is more for drinking water." Wang Jingwen touched his sister-in-law's head and said with a smile. His attitude towards his sister-in-law was completely different from that towards his biological brother. Wang Jingmin curled his lips when he saw it.

"Are you tired of talking? Have a drink of water first." Regardless of what his brother-in-law did, Tang Zhitong took off the kettle hanging on his body and handed it to Wang Jingwen, asking her to hold the body of the kettle and twist it open before letting go.

I saw Wang Jingying lying next to Tang Fengzhen's ear and saying, "It's so sour."

After saying that, the two stared at the loving couple, covering their mouths and laughing softly.

Wang Jingwen took it with a sweet smile. After drinking, she asked Fengzhi if she wanted to drink. After she shook her head, she handed it directly to Tang Zhitong. The two didn't ask. Who asked them to say "sour"? Xiao Wang is not deaf, and You can hold a grudge.

The Forbidden City is very large, and a group of six people strolled around slowly. It took them only half the morning.

At noon, the family ordered several bowls of boiled water at the big bowl of tea. Tang Zhitong took out the steamed buns and pickles prepared by Zhang Guifang in the morning, broke open the steamed buns, put the pickles inside, and distributed them to everyone.

"I'll make do with a meal at noon, and I'll make up for you with a delicious meal when I get home in the evening." The food supply in Sijiu City is obviously better than that in Quancheng. Many people are using their own dry food here, and no one comes over. Spit and grab.

　Wang Jingmin: Vote for my brother-in-law quickly, or I will pick up the stone I just kicked and smash the glass of your house!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)