After the meal, the two of them did not leave directly. It was still relatively hot at noon in early September, so they leaned on the chairs and rested for a while.

When they walked out of the hotel, the driver of a tricycle riding at the door approached the two of them. Li Wen smiled and refused this time and did not sit down.

The distance from the Writers' Association was only four to five kilometers, and the two of them planned to walk there to eat and do some shopping along the way.

"The construction of Chang'an City is really fast! When our troops came here in 1949, this main road was still paved with gravel. There were so many potholes on the road that it was easy for someone to fall down while riding a bicycle."

"I haven't been here for more than ten years, and I can't believe the changes. This cement road is so clean, flat and wide. The country is peaceful and the people are safe." Director Sun recalled the past with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Curator Sun saw five or six little boys running on the street rolling hoops, and walked over curiously.

"Kids, is this hoop fun?" Director Sun asked with a smile.

"Get out of the way, blocking us from rolling the hoop!" one of the six or seven-year-old boys shouted loudly.

Curator Sun quickly stepped aside. Unexpectedly, the children ignored his presence and ran away in a hurry.

"Hey! You're still ignoring me. This concrete road is so well built that it's really a good thing for these idiots." Director Sun lost face and was suddenly embarrassed.

"Uncle, if you look at these kids competing, they will definitely ignore you." Li Wen was snickering from the side.

"When I was young, I would beat these cowards to death if they were so rude." Director Sun snorted coldly and walked forward quickly with his hands behind his back.

"You are not the hammer king of the northwest, but you still beat people to death at every turn." Li Wen followed behind, slandering in his heart.

"Look, Xiaowen, this is the Chang'an Bell Tower. This bell tower was built in the early Ming Dynasty. At that time, Daxia was still fighting the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and the country had not yet been completely stabilized. The main function of this bell tower is to pass the bell tower upstairs.

The big bell is used for war alarm." Director Sun and Li Wen revealed their identities to the guards and climbed up to the bell tower for a visit.

The bell tower has just been renovated in recent years and looks very majestic, fully displaying the style of royal architecture.

Speaking of the Bell Tower, there is a little story. When the Ming Dynasty wanted to move its capital, Chang'an was one of the choices.

The prince came to inspect and after returning, he was full of praise for the terrain of Chang'an. The emperor was also very excited about moving the capital to Chang'an and becoming an emperor for the ages.

It is a pity that the prince died young and the emperor was old, so the move of the capital had to be abandoned. However, the Chang'an Bell Tower should indeed be built according to the royal architecture, otherwise history will be rewritten.

In ancient times, when the Jingyun Bell on the bell tower of Chang'an City rang, there was indeed the sound of flying clouds, and the crisp sound like the cry of phoenix resounded throughout the ancient city of Chang'an.

In the 1950s, the melodious bells for the National New Year were recorded on the Jingyun Bell in Chang'an Bell Tower.

However, at this time, the 6-ton Jingyun Bell had been moved to the Forest of Steles Museum, and the iron bells from the Ming Dynasty were also collected in the museum.

Along the way, the two of them stopped and visited, and came to a corner of the city wall, where they secretly used the toilet in the farmland under the city wall.

Li Wen looked at the tall Chang'an City Wall and couldn't help but feel a little emotional and happy. In terms of protecting cultural relics and historic sites, Chang'an City is indeed far ahead, much better than the capital city.

At this time, the 800-year-old city wall of the capital had been demolished, and now this is the only one of the best-preserved city walls in the country.

Regarding the demolition of the city wall, Li Wen did not want to comment. Later generations have already made objective evaluations.

At this time, the Chang'an City Wall was still very complete. The main towers and wall stacks were still well preserved, but some wall blocks were gone. This was caused by no maintenance for a long time.

There are also some places where the wall bricks are missing. This is because some local residents picked up the fallen bricks and built houses. However, this situation was later ordered to be stopped by government departments.

The Chang'an City Wall seen by later generations was the result of the renovation in the 1980s, when the Chang'an Municipal Government organized 9 million people's voluntary labor.

"Let's go, Xiaowen. It's almost three o'clock, and I have to go back by car in the afternoon!" Director Sun kept urging, looking at Li Wen who was still wandering around on the road.

"I forgot about your return home while I was wandering around. Uncle Sun, why don't you stay overnight in the city tonight?"

"Where to live? It only costs a dollar a night. The unit doesn't have that much money." Director Sun said angrily. Well, let's move slowly in the future! Anyway, Li Wen is planning to stay in the provincial capital, so there is no rush.

At this time.

The two of them hurried to the government compound. After consulting the guard at the door, they arrived at the office of the Provincial Writers' Association.

Although the Writers' Association is a non-governmental organization, its status in the country is not low, and the Writers' Association staff in provincial cities are well-established.

Of course, Li Wen is a member of the Writers' Association and does not work in the Writers' Association, so the establishment position has nothing to do with him.

"Comrade Li Wen welcomes you to join our Qin Provincial Writers Association. Our association has added a new blood." Mr. Ke, who serves as the chairman of the Qin Provincial Writers Association, smiled and extended his right hand to Li Wen.

Mr. Liu and other staff members of the Writers Association on the side also applauded to welcome Li Wen to join.

"Mr. Ke, Mr. Liu, you are all my idols, and today I finally met you in person." Li Wen quickly stepped forward with both hands to shake hands with the two of them.

Everyone in the Provincial Writers Association has no particular sectarian opinions, and regardless of age, they are all very curious and fond of Li Wen.

"Comrade Li Wen, you are able to stick to your heart and give up huge wealth at a young age. Such a noble character is worthy of learning from all us writers." Mr. Ke, who is already sixty years old, loves Li Wen, a rising star.

Li Wen also humbly studied and consulted with many big figures in the cultural circle.

The cultural foundation of these old-timers is really very solid. All kinds of ancient and modern famous sayings and allusions came out of their mouths very casually, which made Li Wen deeply admired.

Of course, Li Wen's modern thoughts and avant-garde commemoration also brought some inspiration to several old men, causing everyone to praise Li Wen's unbridled thinking.

After more than an hour of exchange and study, Li Wen became very familiar with the seniors, and everyone's title of Li Wen changed from "comrade" to "Xiaowen".

Seeing that the elders were a little tired from talking, Li Wen was more sensible and did not ask for further advice. He promised to come to study often in the future and left with Director Sun.

"Uncle Sun, you also know my situation. I can't stay in the county seat any longer. Here in the provincial capital, the work has been completed by someone. If you submit the formalities tomorrow, you can join the job." Li Wen didn't explain much, because he came here.

I already said hello.

"Uncle, I know that our small place cannot retain such a great talent like you. I just hope that you can come to the cultural center more often when you return home. If there are difficulties in your hometown, you can lend a helping hand to the best of your ability."

"Uncle, I won't say much more. I wish you a bright future and may you fly high." Director Sun looked at the young Li Wen, feeling a little sad for a moment.

Looking at Director Sun's back as he squeezed into the bus, Li Wen didn't move for a long time.
Chapter completed!