Qingben beauty

Chapter 378 The red leaves of Fragrant Hills are already red

The Palace Museum is a huge museum built on the basis of the imperial palaces of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Its building itself is a unique exhibit, and there are more than 180 million cultural relics in its collection, many of which were preserved by the imperial palaces of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

And when I actually walked into the Forbidden City, I also understood the true meaning of these introductions.

That day was neither a weekend nor a holiday, and there were not many tourists.

Of course, we did not go through the tourist passage, but entered through the staff passage.

The one who picked us up was a student of Mr. Mo, about 40 years old, surnamed Yun.

Lu Li told me in a low voice that this is also a powerful figure in the museum.

That Mr. Yun took us along Waichao Middle Road first, and after seeing a few halls, we went into the inner court from Waichao East Road.

The Palace Museum is different from other museums. It is displayed in its original state. The furnishings in the original palace are selected and arranged in strict accordance with the records of historical archives. Not only those buildings remain the same, but even the dragon chairs, plaques, and other furnishings , are the same as before.

When you step in, you will feel the weight of history.

The autumn sun came in through the door and cast a little bit of broken light on the main hall.

In the golden light, there seemed to be a figure flickering.

Those emperors who don't know how many years have passed, those famous ministers and generals who have settled in the history.

Those completely unknown eunuchs and court ladies.

It was as if it had come to life right in front of my eyes.

The impact of that moment made my feet a little soft...

Lu Li helped me calmly, then turned half of his body to block me, and started talking to Mr. Yun.

Lu Li just asked a few questions, and Mr. Yun, who was as silent as a log when he came in, suddenly opened the gate like a dam.

Under Lu Li's occasional questioning, he began to talk incessantly.

From the characteristics of these buildings, as the palace hall, what is ninety-nine return to one, ninety-five is supreme, how many steps are the stairs, how long is the hall, how wide is it, why the dragon chair has three steps, and what is the handrail next to it? Pay attention to...

So wait.

I was stunned and stunned when I heard it, and my ears were erected, as if I was afraid of missing it.

When I walked out of the hall and felt a little more relaxed, I dared to think, why didn't I bring a tape recorder with me!

However, after walking for half an hour, I gave up this stupid idea.

How can the recorder have such a long battery!
All day, we walked through those buildings.

Of course, the museum does not only have this kind of restorative building, but also has many special exhibition halls.

However, on this day, we passed by in a hurry and did not go to see those treasures.

On this day, Mr. Yun took us halfway around the Forbidden City.

This is the first time for me to have a real impression and understanding of the emperor's power that exists in the ancient books.

I can't express that emotion and excitement in words...

It was already dark when we came out. Lu Li invited Mr. Yun to have dinner together. After walking for a day, it was obvious that Lu Li only occasionally asked questions, but Mr. Yun actually became familiar with him. As soon as Lu Li mentioned it, he agreed.

Letting follow us, Mr. Yun's student's face is really pretty.

Although it was Lu Li who said the treat, but Lu Li asked Mr. Yun to choose a place by himself, and Mr. Yun took us to a small shop in an alley.

The shop serves boiled mutton. It's not big, but it's clean.

Mr. Yun thought he was a regular customer of this restaurant. As soon as he entered the door, the proprietress picked out a curtain in a small private room for us to sit in. Moreover, we didn't need to order, and directly served pots and dishes inside.

The pot is the old-fashioned high-necked copper hot pot with only clear soup in it.

I first checked that the soup in the hot pot was indeed not oily at all, and then I saw that Mr. Yun just threw a plate of green onions, ginger and garlic into it to cook, so I felt relieved and sat down on the stool with peace of mind.

Then I felt that Lu Li seemed to be staring at me.

I turned my head to look at him, but Lu Li had already turned his head away, with a smile like a spring breeze on the corners of his lips and brows, talking to Mr. Yun very warmly.

They chatted casually and casually, from building materials to layout, from utensils to ritual vessels, from plaques to calligraphy and paintings, from jade ware to porcelain, and occasionally a cultural relic. Interesting stories about emperors, ministers, and concubines in the harem,
While talking and eating, I ate like this for more than two hours.

And I also got a great spiritual baptism while satisfying my appetite.

After eating, Lu Li asked Mr. Jin to send Mr. Yun and his students back first, and then took me slowly along the alleys towards the hotel.

After listening to this for a day, it was only at this time that I had the courage to ask.

Those things that I wrote down like a wolf, all of them, I asked Lu Li.

Lu Li also answered me very patiently.

We just walked all the way and talked, and walked back to the hotel for more than an hour.

No matter how much I ate, I still digested it.

When we got back to the hotel, we washed up and went to sleep, and then woke up until dawn.

In the following days, we all soaked in the Palace Museum.

Of course, Mr. Yun is very busy. He didn't stay with us all day like he did on the first day, but just took the time to chat with Lu Li. Mr. Yun's students accompanied us.

Mr. Yun’s students are not as knowledgeable as Mr. Yun, but it’s okay to take us to various exhibition halls, and then explain what the exhibits are called and what their origins are based on those brief introductions.

Of course, most of the time, it was Lu Li who was making supplements. If Lu Li didn't know anything, he would ask questions of a seminar nature when Mr. Yun came.

This made Mr. Yun take us to eat together whenever he was free at night, and occasionally called Mr. Mo to come with him. The meals were very simple, but the communication was very lively.

There are many various museums in the Forbidden City, but the one we spend the most time in is the painting and calligraphy museum.

I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child, and I have a special affection for calligraphy and painting books, not to mention that the Forbidden City has the most abundant authentic calligraphy and painting works of the best dynasties.

Royal collections of past dynasties are not bluffing!
Not to mention anything else, let's just say that this is the premier treasure of the town hall, one of the top ten famous paintings handed down in China, which not only has the essence of painting, but also has a very high historical value.

I never thought that one day, I would be able to see the real thing!

Of course, I didn't see it in the exhibition hall, but in the collection room behind with Mr. Yun's special approval.

Because these ancient paintings are getting old day by day, some of them can't even be reproduced, so in order to protect them, we can only reduce the number and time of their exposure as much as possible.

Those days when I stayed in the painting and calligraphy gallery, I was so intoxicated that I was completely sucked out of my soul by those treasures. I didn't know morning and night, and I didn't know hunger.

All the attention, all the wisdom is in those things that have accumulated the essence of China for thousands of years.

I have no time to grieve and recall.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of September.

That day, when we walked out from the gate of the Forbidden City, Lu Li said with a smile: "The red leaves in Xiangshan Mountain are already red, let's go and have a look."

(End of this chapter)