The next day, Zhang Jiaqi took them to see the White Tower in Beihai Park, the Echo Gallery of the Temple of Heaven, and to look for traces of Shi Tiesheng's existence in the Temple of Earth.
What kind of literary journey?
Lin Yi is much more pretentious than this woman. The itinerary he arranged for the next two days is the real first choice destination for tourists:
The Forbidden City and the Great Wall!
It just so happened that God was very kind. On the third morning when Gu Caiwei got up and opened the curtains, she saw a piece of snow outside.
"Wow, it's snowing!"
Zhang Jiaqi, who had been sleeping with her for the past two days, was also alarmed. After running over, she also sighed at the scenery in front of her, but her reaction was quick:
"Quick! Call those two people and take pictures while there are few people around!"
So the day started with a rush of driving. Fortunately, these young people had fast legs and were the first ones to cross the Jinshui Bridge.
After entering the Meridian Gate, the snow in the Square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was almost untouched, and you could leave a series of footprints behind you when you walked through it.
"Ha ha!"
Gu Caiwei found it very interesting. She ran around on the snow until her face turned red, she gasped slightly, and exhaled a large cloud of water vapor from her mouth. Then she looked at her "masterpiece" on the ground and was overjoyed.
If it were someone else, Lin Yi would probably think such childish behavior was stupid, but if it were Gu Caiwei, it would not only be reasonable, but also extremely beautiful.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were few people around, Gu Caiwei could safely take off the big mask that had been carefully sealing her peerless appearance for the past two days, and let Lin Yi freeze her between the red walls and golden tiles of the Forbidden City and the falling snow in the sky.
Of course, Lin Yi's photography skills were unsurprisingly disliked, and in the end it was Zhang Jiaqi who completed this indispensable and important task.
The attraction of the Forbidden City is not actually its majesty. Modern people who are used to seeing skyscrapers cannot be in awe of such a building. In terms of magnificence, even the fake one in Hengdian cannot compare.
It is so old that if you look closer you can easily see the decay of the beams and columns, as well as the corrosion of the exposed metal at the joints.
However, it is these things that have been blown by wind and sun for six hundred years, allowing you to feel the joys and sorrows that have happened here, for example...
"Yongshou Palace, where is Yongshou Palace?"
Lin Yi was surprised that a guy like Lao Xiong actually knew the palace, so he asked, "Why are you looking for Yongshou Palace?"
He looked confident: "That's where Huan Huan lived!"
"..."
Okay, that makes sense.
They walked along the central axis from south to north, then exited the palace through Shenwumen, and then spent another dollar to enter Jingshan Park opposite.
Lin Yi saw the crooked-neck tree where Chongzhen hanged himself, but obviously no one else was interested except him.
Fortunately, the top of Jingshan Mountain is the commanding height within the Second Ring Road of Beijing. Standing here and overlooking the Forbidden City we just crossed is a different view, which makes the trip worthwhile.
Today's dinner was arranged by Lin Yi from the famous Sichuan and Sichuan Liaison Office in Beijing. Gu Caiwei and Lao Xiong, who had just come from there, didn't dislike it, but after arriving at the place, Lin Yi still showed timidity.
When ordering, he very savvyly asked the waiter for his opinion: "Do you have any recommendations for non-spicy dishes?"
These words earned the little brother a ruthless eye roll, and then he shook his head resolutely.
The others, of course, laughed very unsympathetically.
…
As the saying goes, he who cannot see the Great Wall is not a true man. If a person who comes to the capital for the first time does not go to the Great Wall, the trip is probably in vain.
So on the fourth day, Lin Yi continued to lead them to the Badaling Great Wall in the northwest suburbs of the capital.
Winter is originally the Dan season, and now it is almost the winter vacation time, and it is also the Dan season in the Dan season. After getting off the car, I found that they seemed to be the only living people within a few hundred meters.
But there are still places open for business.
Lao Xiong didn't know what kind of homework he had done in advance. He found a souvenir shop, went in and asked for a hot-selling product called "A Good Man's Certificate."
“Isn’t this thing an IQ tax?”
This thing is just a well-decorated calligraphy frame, with seven characters written on it: "If you don't visit the Great Wall, you are not a true man", and then stamped with a big seal. Its function is very similar to "So-and-so came here for a visit".
And it's extremely expensive, with an asking price of two hundred oceans.
Lao Xiong's habits were similar to those of the Sunset Red Tour Group. He liked to buy flashy things like this. He refused Lin Yi's kind advice and bought this "precious" souvenir without any counter-offer.
After satisfying this guy's sense of ritual, a few people finally bought tickets from the ticket office and entered the scenic spot. It was still empty, and after walking around for a few minutes, they couldn't see many tourists.
They climbed the southern slope of Badaling because the distance on this side is shorter, but there is no cable car.
This group of people was originally in high spirits and lively on the road, but once they reached the city wall, they quickly became as wilted as eggplants beaten by frost.
Because it's too cold!
The winter in the capital is always cold and windy. In addition, this place is in a mountainous area, which is the direction where the northwest monsoon hits the capital every time. The mountain wind is very exciting, and the low battlements cannot block the wind at all.
The road at the beginning was quite gentle, so a few people could hold on.
The further you go, the steeper you get. The steps in some places seem to be almost 90 degrees, and you have to use your hands and feet to use the iron railings next to you to climb up.
Fortunately, this stretch of land was not long, and they soon saw the "Tourist Stop" sign, indicating that today's adventure would end here.
This is a high point on the mountain. Although the journey was quite embarrassing and the group was shivering in the cold wind, looking north at the undulating mountains in the distance still made people involuntarily feel proud and passionate.
Behind that should be an endless prairie with blue sky and green land, right?
At this moment, Lin Yi was separated from reality, and countless heroes who had emerged there seemed to appear before his eyes: Maodun of the Huns, Tan Shihuai of Xianbei, and Genghis Khan of Mongolia.
He seemed to see these people pointing with their horse whips. Countless warriors on the grassland held their bows and arrows and scimitars high, whistling loudly and rushing towards the ancient city wall that was integrated with the mountain. They bravely headed south, south, and broke through.
Close and enter.
To the south, what's there?
Lin turned around and looked around, and could vaguely see the majestic and solemn shadow of the Forty-Nine City. Behind it, the area was called the Central Plains, a land where people have thrived for thousands of years.
Further south, there are countless ancestors who have come forward. They are knights who have been recruited to join the army. They are getting closer and closer, holding high the banners of the heroes in history. They are about to climb over this barrier and launch a desperate expedition.
The two forces will collide like comets.
On that flag, maybe it's Huo Qubing, Li Jing, or Zhu Di...
By the way, in two years' time, a piece of "Feng Yanran Mountain Inscription" recording the highest war honor in history will be unearthed in Hang'ai Mountain, proving that the legends recorded in the history books and praised by generations are by no means false. Ban Gu's as big as a rafter
The pen is still inspiring after thousands of years:
"Master Shuo came to conquer the desolate descendants, suppressed the fierce and cruel people, and intercepted the overseas countries. He came to conquer the earth's borders, to enshrine the gods and build high ridges, and to carry the Emperor Xi to vibrate the world!"
Lin was so excited that he almost trembled when he thought of this, but the three people around him barely noticed it.
His mood at this time was indescribable, but he felt extremely deeply why he had to come to this place, because the blood infiltrated in his culture was closely connected to and silently embraced here.