After Ma Yingjie helped the old man wash up, Situ Lan came. This time, she was followed by two special nurses. After Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan had breakfast together, the old man said, "Xiaolan, take the little fellow out for a stroll. He has done a lot for you."
"Old Chief, it's what I should do. I'd better stay here and accompany the old chief. I won't go out. " Ma Yingjie said politely, but Situ Lan obviously glared at him. He didn't dare to look at Situ Lan again.
"Okay, Dad, you have to take your medicine on time and sleep. We're leaving. " With that, Situ Lan took the lead to stand up. Ma Yingjie had no choice but to stand up as well. Ma Yingjie looked at the old man and said, "Old Chief, you really care about me. Thank you. I'm leaving with Sister Lan. "
"Go, son. Just take it as a trip with Xiaolan as a newlywed. I know Zhengnan must be busy, and there must be something going on. I know you won't tell me. So, Xiaolan, have fun. Dad can't accompany you, so let the little fellow accompany you. " When the old man said this, Ma Yingjie understood the old man's love for his daughter, but he clearly felt that Situ Lan's eyes lit up again. However, Situ Lan smiled and said, "Dad, you really have nothing to do. Is there any place I haven't played? However, Ma Yingjie has worked hard. I'll take him out for a stroll. Brother Zhengnan has just taken over the position of secretary, and there are a lot of personnel issues that need his attention. If there's nothing else, you can watch TV and sleep. Don't worry. "When Situ Lan said these words, she was still like a good mother who had nothing to do.
"I understand. I won't think too much. Go and come back early. "With that, the old man waved his hand to let Situ Lan and Ma Yingjie go.
Situ Lan walked out first again, and Ma Yingjie had to follow her downstairs. As soon as they got in the car, Situ Lan mocked Ma Yingjie, "You don't like me? How dare you pretend to be aloof and virtuous? Don't you want to have a good walk around? You come in a hurry every time. How many places in Beijing have you seen? "
"Thank you, Sister Lan." Ma Yingjie said gratefully. He knew that if he didn't do something, Situ Lan would feel uncomfortable again. In fact, he also wanted to go for a walk. After the old man's spirit was better, everyone would be more relaxed.
It was still Ma Yingjie driving. This time, Situ Lan's car was a Ferrari. When the car started, Situ Lan whispered to Ma Yingjie, "Were you nervous last night?"
Ma Yingjie turned to look at Situ Lan's mysterious look. His heart was still flustered, but he quickly smiled and said, "No, I'm just envious. It's the Emperor's Wood. When can I have an inch of it?" When Ma Yingjie said this, his face was full of mischief.
"Hmph, keep pretending. You're obviously lying, but you act like it's true. " Situ Lan pursed her lips slightly at Ma Yingjie, and added, "Actually, your eyes have already told me what's in your heart."
"Hehe." Ma Yingjie couldn't help laughing and continued, "Nothing can escape your eyes. Then where do you think I want to work the most?"
Ma Yingjie changed the topic to his own work. He really didn't dare to talk about love with Situ Lan.
"Let's go to the Great Wall and the Ming Tombs." Situ Lan didn't want to discuss this with Ma Yingjie. Obviously, she was waiting for Ma Yingjie's answer, not Ma Yingjie's test. She didn't give Ma Yingjie the chance to test her. "
Ma Yingjie stopped talking and focused on driving. That day, Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan went to the Ming Tombs and the Great Wall. Situ Lan became Ma Yingjie's volunteer tour guide. Ma Yingjie was originally very interested in historical things. Of course, all men liked these historical things. Naturally, he was very interested and followed behind Situ Lan.
"The Ming Tombs are located in Mount Yan in Changping County of Beijing. They are the largest, most well-preserved, and most splendid group of imperial tombs in our country. The scenery here is beautiful and the environment is beautiful. Altogether, 13 emperors of the Ming Dynasty and more than 50 empresses and concubines are buried here … "Situ Lan introduced to Ma Yingjie as they toured. Ma Yingjie's thoughts were like an omnipotent divine bird, flying through time and space, soaring in the sky at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. He seemed to see the Mongolian soldiers falling one after another, saw Zhu Yuanzhang's heroism, saw the mighty fleet passing through the Western Ocean, saw the eunuch commanding the killings in front of the gate of the East Faction Guards, heard the roar of the Roaming King, and heard the long sigh of Xian Zhong …
Ma Yingjie suddenly thought of Wu Du's Ming Tombs. He suddenly felt that his heart had touched the nerves of these battles. Yes, which war didn't have bloodshed and sacrifice? Even in Wu Du's Ming Tombs, which one did not stand up in round after round of battles? Thinking of this, Ma Yingjie found that he should tell the Boss about Ran Bingbing and Minister Qian Guangyao. He should let him know that a greater battle was about to start.
？ Situ Lan was still speaking. "Of the Ming Tombs, the one with the largest scale, the longest time, and the greatest expenditure is Changling. The tomb owner of Changling is Emperor Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di was the fourth son of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang. His life was filled with heroism, and he was a feudal emperor with great talent and strategy. Later generations described him as' strangely handsome, beautiful and bearded, wise and brave '. What is worth mentioning is that he once sent the 'Eunuch of Three Guarantees' Zheng He to lead an enormous fleet filled with precious goods such as gold, silver, silk and porcelain to the western countries to exchange for rare treasures from overseas. This developed the friendly relationship between China and the western countries, and also increased the reputation of the Ming Dynasty in the world. He made great contributions to the past and future generations. "
Ma Yingjie retracted his thoughts. He had not expected Situ Lan to be so knowledgeable about history, and to be so familiar with the history of the Ming Dynasty. No wonder when she talked about officialdom, she had so many things. So she was a scholar, and a learner. She was not the person that Ma Yingjie knew who only knew how to throw a princess tantrum.
After leaving Changling, Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan came to the wide and quiet God's Road. Stone beasts stood on the two sides of the God's Road. They stood motionless for more than six hundred years. Their loyalty moved Ma Yingjie greatly. He could not see happiness or worry from their faces, and could not find anything he wanted to know. But they were silent, and loyally guarded the secrets of the imperial family and the soul of the emperor.
Before leaving, Ma Yingjie gently caressed one of the stone beasts. What responded to him was a heart-piercing coldness.
"The next attraction is Ding Mausoleum. The owner of the tomb is the third son of Ming Muzong. Ming Muzong was the emperor who enjoyed the longest reign in the Ming Dynasty, and a typical dissolute and lazy monarch. His life was very ordinary, and there was nothing brilliant about him. He was a very incompetent emperor, but he also had his highlights in life. Just like other emperors, he especially liked to immerse himself in a pile of women, and his style of life was not serious. His inspiration and ambition were just that. " Situ Lan spoke as they walked. Ma Yingjie found that Situ Lan was actually a true official. She was a scholar, and what she knew was something he had to look up to.
Ma Yingjie found that he should rejoice. At least he was surrounded by skilled people. A great teacher produces great students. This was the truth.
After visiting Ding Mausoleum, Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan climbed the northern foot of Yan Mountain. The Thirteen Mausoleum appeared very small, like a stranded fishing boat, or a building that had been abandoned for many years.
Situ Lan stood next to Ma Yingjie and said softly, "Even the strongest palace will collapse, and even the strongest royal power will decay, just like the Thirteen Mausoleum that is gradually declining. Only the vitality of this mountain is worthy of our eternal praise." Situ Lan's words made Ma Yingjie feel that she was much, much higher than him.
At this time, Situ Lan looked at Ma Yingjie and asked again.
"Thank you, Sister Lan. I've learned a lot." Ma Yingjie nodded sincerely. He really felt that he was standing in the middle of history and had many epiphanies. History was always for people to understand, summarize, and learn.
After Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan left the Thirteen Mausoleum, Ma Yingjie thought that they were going back to the hospital. Although history was sometimes so similar that it was heartbreaking, if there were no real scenes, detailed texts, and broken relics, it was hard to believe that history had left these scenes one after another. However, history was history. Although it had passed, it would not disappear without a trace. What was left in history was not just a pile of information, a few stone tablets, and several relics. This was Ma Yingjie's understanding of history. However, after getting in the car, Situ Lan said, "History is dead, but people are alive."
Ma Yingjie turned his head to look at Situ Lan. At this time, her face was calm. She was so calm that she did not look like a woman, nor did she look like she was introducing all kinds of historical knowledge about the Thirteen Mausoleum. At this time, Ma Yingjie did not understand what kind of woman Situ Lan was. When she was in love, she tormented herself like a madwoman, and at the same time, she also wasted others. However, when she was explaining history, she actually summarized it as if she had nothing to do with women.
War had always been to make women go away. However, when men were fighting for power, how many of them did not have women standing behind them?
"The disasters of history are all compensated by the great progress of history. History will give you a commanding position. Moreover, people can't step into the same river twice. They must learn from history and look to the future. This way, no matter which field you are in, you can become the best. All those who become the best have stepped on the shoulders of others. The price they have to pay for stepping on others is the meaning of history. Do you understand? " When Situ Lan said these words to Ma Yingjie, he was still focused on driving. Of course, he was also listening to Situ Lan seriously. After all, he realized that Situ Lan was actually a wise person who was worth learning from. At least, she stood higher than him and saw further.
"Sister Lan, I will learn from you. I realized that you know a lot of things." After driving the car on the road, Ma Yingjie looked at Situ Lan with a flattering smile and said.
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