The houses in the teachers' community were built in the early days of liberation. This kind of house is similar to a Tongzi building, but the layout inside is much better than that of a Tongzi building. It is not only equipped with gas but also a flush toilet, which was the only one at that time.

Professor Yao's home is in the second room on the first floor. There is a small living room at the entrance. On the left side of the living room are the kitchen and bathroom. On the right side facing south are two rooms, one is a bedroom, and the other is used by Professor Yao as a study room. There are many rooms inside.

There are architectural books all over the wall.

The whole room is not big, but it is not small either. It is about more than 70 square meters, and there is a small garden outside the first floor. The garden is well maintained, with several roses in full bloom and ivy climbing on the wall.

The ground is paved with five-color gravel, and unique potted plants are placed in the corners.

Professor Yao did not let Song Yuanchao sit in the small living room, but took him straight to the small garden. There were two wicker chairs and a small round coffee table in the small garden.

"Sir, your garden is very beautiful." Song Yuanchao looked around and praised.

"Haha, I have taught architecture all my life. I just do this in my spare time. I can't fit it in a small place, so I have to do this. But from an architectural point of view, the Japanese Japanese style is more suitable for such a small courtyard, but I

I don’t like Japanese people, so I didn’t play with it that way.”

Professor Yao said with a smile, Song Yuanchao nodded slightly, Professor Yao is right, Chinese gardens have unique characteristics, but whether they are northern gardens or Suzhou gardens, they need a venue. Only a suitable venue can reflect the characteristics of the garden.

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On the contrary, in a garden with a small space like this, the Japanese style can make a better difference. However, due to historical reasons, Professor Yao's generation has a very bad sense of Japan. Although many years have passed, the two countries have re-established

With the establishment of diplomatic relations, people-to-people exchanges have resumed. It seems that the past has turned a page. Friendship between the two countries is now advocated, but it is simply impossible for Professor Yao to decorate the garden in a Japanese style.

"Sir, are you the only one at home?"

"The old lady is going to stay at my daughter's house for a few days, so I can be alone for a few days." Professor Yao replied with a smile.

"Do you drink tea or coffee?" When Professor Yao suddenly asked such a question, Song Yuanchao felt as if he had returned to the 21st century.

"Is there coffee?" Song Yuanchao asked subconsciously, stunned.

"Of course, it's hand-milled." Professor Yao winked at Song Yuanchao and said playfully.

Although Professor Yao and Song Yuanchao are nearly thirty years apart, Professor Yao's character is far from rigid, and is actually very interesting.

"Then let's have coffee, thank you." Song Yuanchao said his thanks Cong Shanruliu.

"Wait!" Professor Yao asked Song Yuanchao to sit down first, then turned and walked to the kitchen. After a while, he came back with a pot of coffee, two coffee quilts, sugar bowls, milk bottles and other things.

He quickly stood up to help take it and put the things on the small coffee table. At the same time, Song Yuanchao smelled the long-lost aroma of coffee in his nose.

"It's a coincidence that you came here today. This coffee was sent to me by my students in Southwest China. It tastes no worse than the imported ones. Try it." Professor Yao took the coffee pot and poured coffee into two coffee cups with a smile.

Talking.

For a moment, the whole garden was filled with the aroma of coffee. Professor Yao asked Song Yuanchao to add sugar and milk by himself. Add as much or as little as you like. Then he just picked up the clear coffee in front of him and drank it without adding anything. His lips were still exposed at the entrance.

Intoxicated expression.

Song Yuanchao was not polite. He used stainless steel tongs to clamp a sugar cube in the sugar bowl, then used a spoon to get some milk, then took a small spoon and mixed it in the coffee cup. After it was almost done, he picked up the coffee.

One bite.

"This coffee is really good, very pure." After drinking the coffee, Song Yuanchao praised it after thinking about it.

When he saw Song Yuanchao playing with coffee very skillfully, Professor Yao was slightly surprised. You must know that not many people know about coffee in this era, even if Song Yuanchao is a college student. And only those who know coffee and drink coffee are

Even less so, Song Yuanchao's appearance was not pretentious. Professor Yao could tell at a glance that Song Yuanchao was a coffee drinker and someone who understood coffee.

"Xiao Song, have you ever drank coffee before?" Professor Yao asked curiously.

Song Yuanchao nodded: "I've had it. I'm from Shanghai. My father graduated from St. John's University. He used to love drinking coffee. I drank it with my father a few times when I was a child. However, I rarely drink it after my father passed away. In the past few years,

Let’s drink coffee again at your place.”

Professor Yao suddenly realized that this made sense.

Song Guangzeng received Western education. Professor Yao of St. John's University certainly knew that this was the best university in China at that time. In addition, Song Yuanchao was from Shanghai and Shanghai. As the Pearl of the Orient, Shanghai has the reputation of being a ten-mile foreign market, so Song Yuanchao would drink

Coffee is just so natural.

Over coffee, the two started chatting, and talked about the interesting story of Professor Yao's first time drinking coffee when he was studying in Europe. Listening to Professor Yao's story, Song Yuanchao laughed from the bottom of his heart. He never thought of watching it.

Professor Yao, who seems serious, actually has such a humorous side.

"By the way, Xiao Song, what do you want to see me for today?" After talking for a while, Professor Yao suddenly remembered business and put down the coffee cup in his hand and asked.

Song Yuanchao handed over a cigarette, struck a match and helped Professor Yao light it, and then said: "Sir, I would like to ask you a favor..."

Upon hearing these words, Professor Yao's face, which had been kind just now, instantly became serious, and two sharp eyes glanced at Song Yuanchao.

Looking for help? Is it possible that Song Yuanchao is working as a lobbyist for others? Is it his classmate or someone who is in trouble in his class? The final exam is coming soon. Is this guy planning to use his own back door?

?

For a moment, this idea flashed through Professor Yao's mind, and his expression looked very unhappy. He was even ready to expel Song Yuanchao if he spoke about things in the school.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuanchao's next words surprised him, because Song Yuanchao told Professor Yao straightforwardly that he had a courtyard house. He heard that Professor Yao was a master in the Department of Architecture, and hoped to give him some reference and help in repairing this courtyard house.

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Seeing that Song Yuanchao was not looking for him for academic reasons, Professor Yao's expression softened, and he suddenly became more interested in Song Yuanchao's offer of help.

"Siheyuan? What kind of courtyard? Where is it?"

When Song Yuanchao told Professor Yao the address, Professor Yao was stunned for a moment and looked at Song Yuanchao suspiciously: "I remember, isn't that courtyard under the Second Lighting Bureau? By the way, the backyard has become a large courtyard and has been separated long ago.

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"Do you know this courtyard?" Song Yuanchao asked in surprise.

"I know, of course I know. There is no courtyard in these four-nine cities that I don't know about." Professor Yao said with a smile, with pride in his expression.

When he was an assistant to Liang Sicheng and his wife, he followed the teacher to many places, not to mention the city of Yanjing. To describe it in one sentence, all the famous courtyard houses in Yanjing City belong to Professor Yao

in the mind.

"This yard now belongs to me, including the entire front yard and back yard. The layout of the yard has been damaged a lot, and many places need to be repaired over the years. I thought that since it needs to be repaired, I will simply do it well. If it can be restored to its original state,

That’s even better.”

Listening to Song Yuanchao's answer, Professor Yao took a deep look at him. Professor Yao was really surprised that Song Yuanchao could acquire this courtyard house. The area of ​​this courtyard house is not small, and it costs a lot of money just to buy it, not to mention that there are

The property rights of the Second Lighting Bureau are in it. How did Song Yuanchao do it?

However, Professor Yao would not ask such a question. Since Song Yuanchao can take advantage of this courtyard house, he naturally has his own methods. Recalling that Song Yuanchao said earlier that his father graduated from St. John's, he probably has overseas connections. It seems that this student has a bad background.

It's simple.

No matter what Song Yuanchao's background was, it had nothing to do with Professor Yao. All he cared about was the courtyard house.

"It's not easy to get back to the way it was before..." After listening to Song Yuanchao's request, Professor Yao sighed while smoking.

"Sir, how do you say this?" Song Yuanchao asked.

"Do you know who owns this courtyard?" Professor Yao asked.

"This, I asked around before I took it. I heard it used to be Baylor Mansion?"

"Baylor Mansion, haha, that's right or wrong." Professor Yao laughed. Seeing Song Yuanchao's puzzled expression, he finally revealed the answer: "Do you know Mu Zhang?"

"Mu Zhang'a?" Song Yuanchao thought for a moment and asked: "Are you talking about Mu Zhang'a, the Minister of Military Aircraft during the Daoguang period?"

"Yes! That's him!" Professor Yao nodded: "Mu Zhang'a is not just a minister of military aircraft. In addition to the minister of military aircraft, he also served as the censor of Zuodu, the minister of the Lifan Academy, the governor of water transportation, and the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.

, the Grand Bachelor of Wenhua Palace, the Prince’s Taibao, and other positions. From Daoguang to the early years of Xianfeng, he served as Minister of Military and Aircraft for more than 20 years. He was deeply trusted by Emperor Daoguang and was an out-and-out powerful minister."

"In addition, Mu Zhang'a also has a famous disciple. This disciple is Zeng Guofan. Do you think this person is powerful? Is he famous?"

Song Yuanchao nodded, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong. He vaguely remembered that Mu Zhang'a's mansion was not over there.

"I didn't say this was his mansion, I just said that this courtyard belongs to Mu Zhang'a." Professor Yao explained with a smile. Mu Zhang'a has been in power for more than 20 years, so he naturally has more than one residence in Yanjing City.

, in addition to the well-known mansion, of course there are other places.

The courtyard captured by Song Yuanchao originally belonged to Mu Zhang'a and was used as a separate courtyard for Mu Zhang'a to house his concubines and for other purposes.

After Emperor Daoguang died and Xianfeng came to the throne, Mu Zhanga fell out of favor and was dismissed from his post and never used it again. At the same time, part of his family property was confiscated. At that time, the courtyard was also confiscated. Xianfeng changed hands and gave the courtyard to the royal family Baylor.

It became Baylor House.

After listening to Professor Yao's explanation, Song Yuanchao suddenly realized that no wonder he always felt that this courtyard was a little unusual when he was walking around in it. Although more than a hundred years have passed, many traces of the courtyard can still be felt.
Chapter completed!