Genius Girlfriend

Jiang Yubai thought that Lin Zhixia would walk along the central axis with him, but Lin Zhixia led him to the left. She introduced: "Look over there...it is Wuying Hall. Since April 21 last year, Wuying Hall has become the painting and calligraphy gallery of the Forbidden City."

Jiang Yubai has his own role positioning-he is a tourist who knows nothing about the Forbidden City. Today, he ran into good luck and found a serious and responsible tour guide like Lin Zhixia. He strictly followed the setting and asked many questions. He asked when the Wuying Temple was built, what's the use, where did the calligraphy and painting come from, and whether he can take pictures... etc.

After Jiang Yubai finished speaking, Lin Zhixia turned to look at him. Her eyes were full of smiles, and she said briskly: "Ming Dynasty Emperor Zhu Di started to build the Forbidden City in 1415. The Wuying Hall, like other palaces, was completed in 1420. At that time, the emperor summoned ministers, basically It was in the Wuying Hall, and later moved to the Wenhua Hall. As for the paintings and calligraphy, they are basically paid by the ministers. If you want to take photos, of course you can take them, but you can’t use the flash."

Jiang Yubai found a digital camera. He hung the camera strap around his neck and spent a few more seconds in his heart before asking her, "Can I take a picture of you?"

Lin Zhixia categorically agreed: "Of course it can."

Jiang Yubai didn't speak, just looked at her like that.

She blinked and turned her gaze away: "I... let's take a picture."

Jiang Yubai squeezed the camera: "Can you take a few more shots?"

Lin Zhixia whispered: "Okay." She grabbed Jiang Yubai's schoolbag strap and dragged him into the gate of Wuying Hall.

There are other tourists around who are watching calligraphy and painting, and Lin Zhixia’s voice becomes lighter: “Look at this painting, it’s called "Interesting Picture Axis of Zen Machine Painting." During the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, the works of Fancan. Fancan painted this painting. At the time, he was almost fifty years old."

Jiang Yubai thought: "Why does the name of this painting have the word'Zen Ji'?"

"Because..." Lin Zhixia couldn't answer.

In the painting, the author Kui Can wrote a sentence "Exodus, Confucianism, Zen, and the fun of painting are all inclusive", but Lin Zhixia couldn't comprehend it at all. It's definitely not because she doesn't have the roots of wisdom, but because she doesn't know how to appreciate painting and calligraphy.

Jiang Yubai stopped Lin Zhixia, and Lin Zhixia felt that she had no face at all. She stretched out two index fingers, touched her fingertips several times, and suddenly asked him, "Did you see the Zen?"

Jiang Yubai nodded.

Lin Zhixia urged him immediately: "You tell me quickly, I want to hear."

Jiang Yubai said: "Zenji is a Buddhist term."

"Yes," Lin Zhixia echoed, "it implies a lot of truth."

Jiang Yubai seemed unpredictable: "These truths cannot be directly explained."

Lin Zhixia tilted her head: "Your tone sounds so mature."

In Jiang Yubai's view, "mature and stable" are all compliments. He wanted to continue to show his mature side in front of Lin Zhixia. So, he worked hard to compile a large section of the painting and calligraphy appreciation. But he immediately thought that his role today is a visitor to Lin Zhixia, who knows nothing about painting, calligraphy and antiques, so he should faithfully follow his personality.

After such thinking, Jiang Yubai changed his words and said, "You can show me other calligraphy and painting."

Lin Zhixia led him to the front of the "Ink Zui Mi Painting Album".

On this painting, there are lotus roots, lotus plants, ponds, and the author's inscription. Jiang Yubai watched for a while and asked, "Do you like to eat lotus root?"

Lin Zhixia chuckled. She easily penetrated his inner world: "Do you still think of me when you are looking at the painting?"

Jiang Yubai remained silent. He put his hands in his pants pockets, raised his head slightly, and looked at a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall. He tried to abandon all clutter and immerse himself in the cultural ocean of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but he failed. He always read Lin Zhixia's name intentionally or unconsciously.

Lin Zhixia held Jiang Yubai's schoolbag strap, but never let go. She shook her wrist deliberately, Jiang Yubai could feel her pulling force, and he couldn't help saying: "You seem to be very happy."

Lin Zhixia generously admitted: "Yes, I'm just very happy."

Jiang Yubai asked her: "What are you happy about?"

Lin Zhixia stepped to his side, only ten centimeters away from him.

She originally thought that Jiang Yubai would dodge in a panic, or raise a hand to block her, repeatedly emphasizing "boundaries, pay attention to boundaries" and other things, but he didn't. He just stood there quietly and said to himself: "You are happy, and I feel happy too."

Lin Zhixia feels that she knows a lot of philosophy. But she suddenly found out that she couldn't even figure out her own situation...It seemed like a flower suddenly appeared in her heart, and she couldn't help but slow down her breathing.

After Jiang Yubai finished speaking, he turned his face to look at Lin Zhixia.

Lin Zhixia sighed: "I understand what'interesting in painting' is. Feeling the scenery is the interest in painting."

Jiang Yubai said without hesitation: "Junior high school literary and essay classes, there are always the words'touching the scene produces emotion, the scene changes with the emotion'."

Lin Zhixia replied calmly: "That's right."

She and Jiang Yubai stayed in the Wuying Hall for more than ten minutes, then left here and continued to walk outward.

Jiang Yubai walked in front of Lin Zhixia, and Lin Zhixia dragged the belt of his schoolbag, feeling a bit of fun. But she did not expect that Jiang Yubai's sense of direction was not good, and he took Lin Zhixia back to their starting point-the Meridian Gate of the Forbidden City.

Seeing the familiar door, Jiang Yubai was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I remembered the direction wrong."

Lin Zhixia asked him curiously: "Will you get lost in your own home?"

Jiang Yubai said: "I got lost when I was young."

Lin Zhixia laughed. She said: "It's okay, we can visit the Meridian Pavilion."

She pointed to a sign and imitated the tone of the staff and said: "Today's Meridian Pavilion is the theme of Cartier Treasure Art. A total of 346 Cartier treasures [1] are on display. Are you interested in knowing it?"

Jiang Yubai said: "It's a coincidence, Cartier..."

Lin Zhixia was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yubai opened his schoolbag, took out a box, and handed it to Lin Zhixia. He said: "My fourteenth birthday present."

It was a Cartier female mechanical watch with a 33 mm dial, sapphire mirror, rose gold case, and dark leather bracelet. The appearance was very simple and beautiful.

Jiang Yubai noticed that Lin Zhixia had never had a watch. Although she now has a mobile phone, her mobile phone is still a Nokia nine-grid button type, not as convenient as a watch on her wrist.

Lin Zhixia held the packing box tightly and stood for ten seconds, still not speaking. Jiang Yubai asked her in a low voice, "Don't you like it?"

Lin Zhixia shook her head. She muttered to herself: "It's too expensive."

Jiang Yubai had already sent it out. The ticket was thrown away. But he remembered the price of this watch. He told her honestly: "This year's gift is not as expensive as that spaceship model."

Lin Zhixia was shocked: "Is the spacecraft model so valuable? More expensive than the robot we made?"

Jiang Yubai nodded: "The spacecraft is made-to-order, and an expedited fee is charged."

Jiang Yubai stood in front of her, and both of them stood in the shadow of the tower. The autumn sky was extraordinarily high, like another ink landscape painting. Lin Zhixia looked into the distance, calmed down for a moment, and declined: "No, I can't accept it."

In early September of this year, Lin Zhixia gave Jiang Yubai a handmade music box. Every year, Jiang Yubai receives the handicrafts made by Lin Zhixia himself. Jiang Yubai believes that his gift in return is not more precious than the things Lin Zhixia gave.

Jiang Yubai said: "The gift you gave me is handmade and is limited to one in the world. There is only one. My mathematics teacher has seen the competition notebook you sent me. He said that if the notebook can be published, it will definitely sell well. , I am about to ask your opinion, would you like to publish a competition tutorial?"

Lin Zhixia hesitated: "But, I wrote it specifically to you..."

"Okay," Jiang Yubai responded to her, "The royalties for that book alone are about the same as this watch."

"Really?" Lin Zhixia asked suspiciously.

Jiang Yubai looked into her eyes: "Really. When did I lie to you?"

Today, the weather is clear and the sky is clear. Lin Zhixia is standing under the towering tower, his thinking is slower than usual. She recognized Jiang Yubai's pupils, and she was still thinking in her heart that the sunlight and the stars were in his eyes.

Lin Zhixia's left palm supported the box, and Jiang Yubai took out the watch altogether.

He lowered his head and looked attentively. He put on the watch for her with his own hands. His fingertips inevitably touched her wrist. At this moment, if there was a slight tremor in her heart, she finally figured out why Jiang Yubai Always put the word "boundary" on the lips.

Lin Zhixia planned to smile boldly and pat Jiang Yubai on the shoulder like a buddy—but she couldn't do it. In fact, her voice was soft and soft: "Thanks...thank you."

Jiang Yubai said cheerfully: "You don't have to be polite to me."

The noise of tourist groups rang out nearby, and more and more tourists in the exhibition hall. Lin Zhixia took Jiang Yubai straight to the Wenhua Hall. From time to time, she lowered her head and glanced at her watch. The dial was shining brightly, and her mind was full of thoughts.

Lin Zhixia remembered that the last time she went to Jiang Yubai's home as a guest, she planned to analyze her thoughts deeply. Later, because there were so many things to do at school, she suspended the work of "Self-Mind Analysis".

She took a deep breath. In order to divert her attention, she said without warning: "On July 15 last year, the Forbidden City opened the Wenhua Hall to the public as a ceramic exhibition hall."

Jiang Yubai said: "You even remember the opening date."

"Yes," Lin Zhixia is full of confidence, "my memory is like this!"

Jiang Yubai praised her: "Very smart."

The ceramics and antiques displayed in the Wenhua Palace are all exquisite works, and several of them are called "ingenious workmanship".

Lin Zhixia took a closer look at a cultural relic called "Blue and white glaze red holy Lord De Xian Chen's pen holder". The calligraphy on the barrel is very beautiful, and it shows the strength of style. She said: "This is something from the Kangxi period."

Jiang Yubai commented: "Exquisite craftsmanship."

Lin Zhixia took Jiang Yubai to see the porcelain of Enamel.

Some enamel vases have brighter colors, and the blooming flowers come together and bloom colorfully.

For example, there is a "red ground enamel peony pattern cup" with peony, chrysanthemum and bluegrass texture on it [2], and the craftsman's brushwork is still delicate and vivid.

Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai walked and stopped in the Wenhua Hall, then turned around the Wenyuan Pavilion, and then walked from the side door to the central axis.

Near the central axis, there are many tourists and tour groups from various countries. Lin Zhixia discovered the Japanese and Australian teams. She was distracted and listened to Japanese and Australian English for a while, as if she was doing listening exercises.

Passing through the Hall of Zhonghe and Hall of Baohe, Lin Zhixia saw a piece of Pill Stone at a glance. It is said that it is the largest Danbi stone in the Forbidden City and is called the "Yunlong Stone Carving".

Lin Zhixia said to herself: "This stone was transported from Yunnan by more than 10,000 migrant workers and more than 6,000 soldiers."

Jiang Yubai understood. He handed the camera to Lin Zhixia. Lin Zhixia first took a picture of Dan Bishi, then turned around to take a picture of Jiang Yubai. He was caught off guard and only heard Lin Zhixia's laughter. She asked: "Is this the first time I took you into the camera alone today?"

Jiang Yubai is not sure: "It seems to be."

"Don't delete," Lin Zhixia told him, "Go home and send me the photo."

Jiang Yubai nodded.

Lin Zhixia smiled: "I will save the photos in my laptop."

"You remember my looks," Jiang Yubai asked her, "Why save the photos?"

Lin Zhixia described vaguely: "That's a different feeling. The things in your head and the things you see with your eyes...Do you understand?"

Jiang Yubai pretended that he understood. Just as he could not imagine Lin Zhixia's memory pattern, he suspected that Lin Zhixia did not know the thinking structure of ordinary people. As an ordinary person, he should be considered for Lin Zhixia.

Jiang Yubai believes that smart people like Lin Zhixia are rare, while ordinary people like himself are everywhere.

He obeyed today's tourist settings, and then asked, "Guide Lin, where do we go to play next?"

"Go to the harem!" Lin Zhixia said happily, "You follow me to see where the emperor's wives live."

Speaking of "the emperor's wives", Lin Zhixia seemed particularly excited.

They first went to Kunning Palace, and then went to the East Sixth Palace. The Chengqian Palace of the East Sixth Palace is the Bronze Museum, and the Zhongcui Palace is the Jade Museum. Lin Zhixia was thinking of the emperor’s wives’ living room, and unconsciously talked to Jiang Yubai about the concubines of the Qing Dynasty.

Lin Zhixia tempted him: "Do you envy the ancient emperor? They have many wives, and they have all the beauties in the world."

Jiang Yubai said lightly: "I don't envy it."

In Chengqian Palace, the footsteps of visitors kept coming and going. Lin Zhixia took a gentle step, stepped cautiously on the floor, and said: "I thought most boys would envy the emperor."

"The emperor must give birth to a bunch of children..." At this point, Jiang Yubai stopped. He originally wanted to say that the emperor had a mission and was monitored by hundreds of civil and military officials all day long, summoning the concubines of the harem, like a controlled machine, but he could not talk about these things in front of Lin Zhixia.

His father and Jiang Yubai talked about "several things boys should know". Since then, Jiang Yubai's perspective on things has become more diverse. He is not as innocent as he was when he was a child, but he still pays attention to maintaining his image.

He said tactfully and honestly: "I can't understand the emperor. If it were me, one queen would be enough."

Lin Zhixia patted him on the shoulder like a buddy: "Good emperor."

Jiang Yubai smiled: "The Qing Dynasty is different from modern times."

He was attracted by the bronze exhibits, and asked casually: "Do you want to be a queen?"

As soon as the words were spoken, he solidified on the spot.

Jiang Yubai had just assumed that he was the emperor, and there was only one queen, and now he asked Lin Zhixia this question again, which indeed caused a lot of ambiguity. He saw a huge bronze furnace, and even wanted to squat into the furnace to calm down.

Fortunately, Lin Zhixia didn't notice his mistake, she said seriously: "I don't want to be a queen, I want to be a queen."

"Very good," Jiang Yubai admired, "As expected of you, Captain Lin Zhixia."

Lin Zhixia analyzed with him: "In ancient times, when you were a queen, you had to put the emperor first in everything you did. There was no freedom at all. You have to be careful when you talk to the emperor. It's not fair at all. The modern royal family... The Japanese imperial family has very strict rules. Crown Princess Masako is suffering from depression. She will not have the chance to return to her natal family to visit her family until the ninth year of her marriage.

Jiang Yubai answered the introduction of the bronzes, "You are right."

Lin Zhixia was silent for a few seconds. She looked at his slightly red ears, and asked, "Why are you shy again? Am I wrong?"

Jiang Yubai lied: "This palace is a bit hot."

"Really?" Lin Zhixia broke through him, "Will the temperature in the palace where ancient cultural relics be preserved continue to rise?"

Jiang Yubai did not answer.

Lin Zhixia combed through the conversation just now and immediately discovered the key points. She rolled Jiang Yubai's schoolbag tape into the shape of a doughnut, and then she bluntly said: "You play the emperor, I play the queen, review history, do you mean that?"

Jiang Yubai denied successively: "No, no, you think too much, let's go to the next palace."

"No, no..." Lin Zhixia repeated his words and reminded him, "In the middle school Chinese class, the teacher taught us. Double negation equals affirmation."

Jiang Yubai had no answer.

He gave up.

He was sure that in some cases, he could not compete with Lin Zhixia.

What shocked him most was that Lin Zhixia calmly said: "You choose an emperor, I will play your queen. Don't choose Guangxu, his wives are worse than the other."

This year when Jiang Yubai was in international high school, the teacher organized everyone to perform scripts. The teacher intercepted a clip of Shakespeare’s "Richard II." Jiang Yubai was in charge of playing "Richard II." With only three lines, he was a relaxed role. A Chinese girl from Burma played his role in the next class. Queen.

At that time, Jiang Yubai's heart was like still water. Now, he feels that things are quite different.

He stopped righteously and said: "This is not good."

Lin Zhixia tilted her head.

Jiang Yubai said: "This kind of relationship is not like tour guides and tourists, you can use it for fun."

Lin Zhixia behind her hands.

"I'm not picking your fault," Jiang Yubai laid the steps for her, "I know you trust me and are willing to play games with me, just like when you were a kid."

"I understand," Lin Zhixia answered, "you want to say, we have grown up now, we must pay attention to boundaries."

"Right." Jiang Yubai sighed lightly. He and Lin Zhixia walked out of Chengqian Palace, and he said again: "You are indeed very smart."

There is an unopened area in the Sixth Palace. Lin Zhixia has already seen the open part and is full of curiosity about the unopened area. She walked to a secluded corridor and found a courtyard with closed doors and windows—the courtyard door was made of pure wood. Because of its age, the wood had faded and was covered with a light white ash.

The width of the door is about ten centimeters, and the view of the courtyard can be seen.

Lin Zhixia bent over and leaned close to the door.

Jiang Yubai asked her: "What did you see?"

"No one has been to this place for many years," Lin Zhixia described, "There are two big trees with thick leaves on the ground. Behind the big tree is a house with black windows. I don't know what's in it."

There was a gust of wind here, Jiang Yubai suggested: "Then don't watch it."

"Hmm!" Lin Zhixia obediently agreed.

She secretly asked him: "Is this a cold palace?"

Jiang Yubai never paid attention to the history of the harem.

In his impression, Lenggong would hang a sign with the words "Lenggong" written on it.

Lin Zhixia told him, "As long as the emperor is tired of a concubine, the place where the concubine lives is the cold palace."

Jiang Yubai commented: "The harem system is quite complicated."

Lin Zhixia said: "The emperor may not remember every one of his wives, and the wives he forgot will always live in the cold palace."

Jiang Yubai stepped on a fallen leaf and walked to Lin Zhixia's side: "I think of our script "Variation."

Lin Zhixia smiled. She and Jiang Yubai wandered around for a while and detoured to the back garden. Here, Lin Zhixia asked a staff member of a passing scenic spot to help Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai take a few group photos.

It was 2:50 in the afternoon, and it was ten minutes closer to three. Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai didn't have lunch, but they were thinking about other things, and they even forgot their lunch.

When Lin Zhixia reacted, hunger felt like a flood, sweeping all her thoughts. She suggested: "Shall we go out to eat?"

"Yes, I will call the driver." Jiang Yubai took out his cell phone.

The author has something to say: References in this chapter:

[1] "September 6, 2009-November 22, 2009, Cartier Treasures Art Exhibition in the Forbidden City"

[2] Red ground enamel peony pattern cup-the Palace Museum