What Xu Qing appreciates most about Jiang He is that when she encounters something she has never seen or heard of, she will think: Oh, there is such a thing. Then she either believes it or is dubious to verify or think about it herself.

Rather than seeing something you don’t know, shouting: Fake! I haven’t heard of it since I was a kid!

It's not scary to have a little knowledge, just be smart and not stupid enough to think that the area you live in is the whole world. This saves him 80% of the trouble.

"Is it normal to do such...such...immoral things on the street here?"

Passing by the park, Jiang He saw the pouting couple on the bench over there, and asked Xu Qing in a low voice.

"No, this is immoral." Xu. Single Dog. Qing said confidently.

"Oh, I thought..."

Jiang He didn't finish speaking. After getting the answer, he looked away. There is nothing interesting about kissing others.

Full of warmth, thoughts and desires, from all aspects, this is a truly prosperous era.

"Isn't your place very open?" Xu Qing wondered.

When he was free, he also went to learn about Jiang He's era. It was said to be very open, with social hedonism and a well-developed culture of drinking and sex.

"Open?" Jiang He asked.

"Yes, that Li Shimin... you won't feel awkward talking about them, right?"

Seeing Jiang He shaking his head, he continued: "Li Shimin married his sister-in-law, and Wu Zhao served both his father and son successively, as well as the princess, the monk Bianji... There are also many poems and erotic poems, and I heard that there are exchanges

Concubine’s business.”

While explaining with words and gestures, Xu Qingte was curious about the discrepancies. The old man had studied history all his life. If what Jiang He said was completely wrong at this time, and those histories were all fake, it would be a lot of fun.

"I've heard about these things too," Jiang He said.

"Then what?"

"What then?"

"..."

Xu Qing felt something went wrong, "So in such an open society, there is no reason why you haven't seen this, right?"

He pointed in the direction behind him, signaling to the two pouty lovers just now.

"What does the matter between the emperor and the officials' families have to do with me?" Jiang He was surprised that the emperor would not let her watch from the side when they had sex, nor would he go to the street to have sex with the queen.

"……Understood."

Xu Qing understood what the problem was.

Historical materials generally record what happened to a certain minister, what happened to a certain emperor, or the romantic affair of a certain scholar... Even the open sign "remarriage" is explained with more than twenty princesses.

Openness at the top represents social openness in history books.

Maybe the social atmosphere at that time was indeed relatively open, for example, remarriage was allowed, but that was only compared to previous dynasties, and it is really not enough in modern times.

Using the example of a certain group's openness to generalize is like using the master's tasks to generalize about the corruption of this era, which is outrageous.

Not to mention the unearthed cultural relics, they were all dug out of tombs, and people like Jiang He...

Xu Qing glanced at Jiang He and remembered the linen straw sandals she was wearing when she came here.

Let's not talk about whether she has a tomb. Even if she has a small tomb bag, the clothes will not be preserved now. The so-called "sexy" clothes that can be excavated were all put in the tomb by the officials after they were intoxicated and planned to wait and continue to play.

of.

She is a common person.

And the people have always been represented, just like the average income.

"It's not easy to be a knight-errant, but luckily my wish didn't come true." Xu Qing lamented that going to a brothel, listening to ditties, eating meat and drinking a lot of wine, these are just ideals, and maybe you won't be able to eat enough.

"Tell me about life there when you have time. It's quite interesting."

He was thinking about when to show off to the old man. The old man said every day that he was not doing his job properly, so he would give him a hard shock.

"My life... is not as interesting as here." Jiang He looked up at the flashing neon lights in the distance, remembered the previous days, and shook his head after a moment.

"You won't like it."

"Just listen to the story."

Xu Qing smiled at her and walked slowly on the road carrying the cake.

Life is really wonderful.

Uncle Zhao watched the two of them go out and come back with the cake. He originally wanted to say hello, but seeing that they were chatting happily, he thought about it and closed his mouth without disturbing them.

Young... quite romantic.

After walking back home, it was already past six o'clock, and the sky was slightly dark. Xu Qing put the cake on the table, turned to look at Jiang He who was pouring cat food for the winter melon, went back to the bedroom, took out a lighter, and took out the candle stub that was given to him.

On the root point.

You have to celebrate your birthday in full.

"Turn off the lights." Xu Qing waited for her to pour the cat food and said.

"Turn off the lights for what?"

"Just close it, it's called a sense of ritual."

"oh."

Jiang He turned off the lights as he said, and the living room fell into darkness. Only the cake in front of the table was illuminated by the faint light of the candle, which reflected Xu Qing's face.

"Come here, sit down...right, wait a minute, close your eyes and make a wish. You don't have to say it. After you make the wish, open your eyes and blow out the candles." Xu Qing pulled her to sit down.

Next, he taught: "Blow them all out in one breath... Isn't it difficult?"

"It's not difficult." When Jiang He saw his name written on the birthday cake, he felt something poked him in his heart, giving him a warm, soft, and indescribable feeling.

"Okay, make a wish. This is your first birthday here...maybe it's the first one you've ever celebrated. It will definitely come true."

Seeing Jiang He looking at him steadily, Xu Qing couldn't help scratching his chin, "What's wrong?"

"What do I want?"

"Have you thought about it?"

"Um."

Jiang He closed his eyes and muttered something.

Xu Qing leaned forward to eavesdrop, but as soon as he made a move, Jiang He opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Ahem... Are you ready?" Xu Qing was embarrassed. They were facing each other, but when they got closer like this, it seemed like he was going to do something.

"Alright."

"Quickly...blow out the candles."

Xu Qing lowered her expression, pretending to be nonchalant, stood up and walked to the door. After she blew out the candle, she turned on the light, and the living room became bright again.

Jiang He looked at the smoking candle and said, "This ceremony is quite strange."

"It was passed down from the foreign devils. Just get used to it. I had to sing a song."

Xu Qing hesitated and gave up on this part, "Singing is too awkward. Eat it as soon as you make your wish. Come on, chop it with a knife."

Putting the plastic knife into Jiang He's hand, Jiang He looked at the pattern on the cake and the words 'Happy Birthday Jiang He, full of happiness', hesitated and asked: "Can you have that mobile phone..."

"Mobile phone?" Xu Qing was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Take photos, right? Bring your phone."

Using Jiang He's mobile phone to take a picture of her birthday cake, Jiang He took a knife and carefully cut it from the edge, taking a piece of butter flower with her and handed it to Xu Qing: "You can eat it first."

"Hmm...Okay, I'll just eat this piece. The rest is yours, so you can eat as hard as you want."

Xu Qing didn't refuse. He took his little flower and looked around. He didn't take a bite immediately. He didn't like sweet things like butter.

Jiang He kept moving, dexterously cutting everything, and then dug out a piece for himself. He paused for a moment while smelling the aroma of butter, and suddenly felt reluctant to eat it.

Enjoying happiness is a bit sinful.

"Why don't you eat?" Xu Qing got up and took out two cans of happy water from the refrigerator, opened it and pushed one over, "Happy birthday."

"Thanks."

Jiang He carefully took a bite of the cake, pursed his lips, and tasted it carefully. It was as delicious as what he had eaten yesterday.

"Don't you think it's too sweet?"

"No, it's delicious." Jiang He showed a look of satisfaction.

That look reminded Xu Qing of the first time he ate butter as a child, and how much he enjoyed it.

I don’t know when I started to get tired of it and no longer like it... maybe it’s because I ate too much, maybe it’s because more and more delicious food outshines it.

But those joys have turned into memories and remain in a corner of my heart. That is the purest happiness.

"Come and meet Jiang He." Xu Qing picked up Coke as wine and touched Jiang He.

Jiang He is lucky to be here, so why not?

In just a few decades of life, it is not in vain to have this experience of picking up ancient people, and it will be interesting to think about it occasionally in the future.

"Yeah." Jiang He raised his head and took a sip of Coke, feeling the bubbles bursting in his mouth.

"We meet you."

In the brightly lit living room, Xu Qing sat opposite Jiang He across the cake.
Chapter completed!