Quanzhou, as the starting point of the ancient Silk Road, is an ancient cultural city with a variety of religions and cultures. There are also many places of interest here, such as the East-West Pagoda, Laojun Rock, Luoyang Bridge... This is also a place that you will want to visit when you arrive.
A city that people don’t want to leave.
Mr. Jin Yong's trip to Quanzhou also took two years to prepare. Witnessed by many local cultural celebrities and reporters, the two walked side by side to the hotel.
Wearing a yellow sweetheart neck sweater and her hair combed meticulously, she is still the same Mr. Jin Yong who is often seen on TV and newspapers.
"Abo, I have seen your list, the list of the 100 richest people, and the list of 50 people in the last 50 years... They are all heroes of this era." Mr. Jin Yong smiled, "Where are you from?
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"Shanhai Province, Qinwan, Peach Blossom Stream." Peng Bo said with a smile. He always thought that the name of his hometown should be included in Mr. Jin Yong's martial arts novels.
"Peach Blossom Stream?" Mr. Jin Yong smiled and looked at the newspaper leaders sitting beside him. "There is Peach Blossom Island in my book. I didn't expect that there is such a poetic place in the north. There have always been "many generous and tragic people" in the northern rivers and lakes.
The image of Liu Kezhuang, a poet from Putian in the Southern Song Dynasty, also said, "A thousand taels of chariots carry Yan to the south and Zhao to the north, swordsmen and wizards." But in this era, there is no distinction between north and south, and there are heroes everywhere..."
"Just like the entrepreneurs on our list, they are also the wealth heroes of this era. Sir, next month these young heroes will gather by the Dishui Lake in Shanghai. We also invite the old gentleman to come and give us advice." Peng Bo smiled and handed over.
A red invitation.
Mr. Jin Yong also took it with a smile. He turned it over slightly and still held it in his hand without rejecting or agreeing.
"Mr. Jin, you once said that a great hero serves the country and the people. What is your definition of a hero?" Someone interrupted and asked.
"Anyone who succeeds in doing great things can be called a hero. I have placed this hope many times in my novels: young people should not always think about how to make money and how to be successful, but should do more for the progress of the entire society."
Mr. Jin Yong looked at Peng Bo with a smile. Peng Bo's expression did not change. He knew that Mr. Jin Yong did not agree to his invitation.
"For these entrepreneurs, making money is one of them, but what they do is leading an era and benefiting an era," Peng Bo explained. "For example, on the Internet, what these Internet heroes are doing now is also a big deal."
“I don’t know much about the Internet,” Mr. Jin Yong said with a smile. “I teach history at Zhijiang University.” This year, Mr. Jin Yong was hired as the dean of the School of Humanities at Zhijiang University. “I have always advocated that history can be used as a reference and we can carry forward the past.
Only then can we come..."
"But, Mr. Jin Yong," Hei Yong suddenly spoke. Peng Bo was startled. She would not really ask about Xia Meng. Then, Mr. Jin Yong might never be the dripping water in Shanghai.
By the lake, "our list actually records
It is a history, an economic history of China. In this history, there is struggle, laughter, sadness, and pain. This is very consistent with the fate of the characters in your book. I was watching The Condor recently, Genghis Khan.
Is he just the chairman of a company?"
Chairman Genghis Khan?
Peng Bo didn't know why Heyinwei had such an idea, but it seemed to make sense after thinking about it. Mr. Jin Yong smiled, "You are right. Everyone is managing their own wealth, so Peach Blossom Island can also be counted as
A company, Guo Jing is..."
"Marrying into a wealthy family!" Heinwei then laughed, her blue eyes sparkling with energy, and everyone present laughed. She was probably the first person to understand martial arts novels like this.
However, Peng Bo noticed that Mr. Jin Yong looked at his invitation again, haha, this seems to be possible.
"Heinwei looks very much like a character in my book," Mr. Jin Yong's eyes were very kind. He asked Peng Bo with a smile, "Look, which character in my book does she look like?"
"she?"
Peng Bo has always been partial to Mr. Jin Yong’s works.
I was obsessed with Xiao Longnu's otherworldliness, sympathized with Mu Nianci's inability to retreat, and was even more envious of Linghu Chong's joy and freedom. Every character in his works seemed to have really existed, vivid and vivid.
He looked at Heinwei, "She looks like...? Huang Rong!"
Mr. Jin Yong put his hands on his hands and smiled, "She is cute, cute, and quirky. Judging from her temperament, she comes from a good family background..." Really? Peng Bo didn't know this. Listening to Mr. Jin Yong's talk, Peng Bo actually had
It felt like a world away. Even though I was reborn, this situation felt like it had really happened before.
He looked at Heinwei, and Heinwei was also looking at him, her eyes were so affectionate.
"I found you in the sea of people, and everything became more meaningful. From now on, I found you in my heart, and found the foundation of my crazy love..."
"Abo, are you free this afternoon?" Mr. Jin Yong suddenly asked.
"Yes, of course." Peng Bo replied hurriedly.
"I'm going to Kaiyuan Temple in the afternoon. You can go with me."
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Kaiyuan Temple, a famous temple in Quanzhou.
After entering Kaiyuan Temple from the mountain gate of Ziyunping, Mr. Jin Yong looked at the wooden couplets next to the Vajra Guardian God in the Heavenly King Hall for a long time - "This place was called the Kingdom of Buddhism in ancient times, and the streets are full of saints."
"This is the evaluation of the ancient cultural city of Quanzhou by the Neo-Confucian scholar Zhu Xi of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the handwriting on the couplet was left by Master Hongyi." Peng Bo said lightly.
Mr. Jin Yong said happily: "When we get here, everyone will become a saint."
Accompanying Mr. Jin Yong, Peng Bo deeply felt his erudition. When he was young, he only thought that "no self is invisible, no self has no heart, no self has no moves, no self is invincible" is a very awkward tongue twister. Now he knows the meaning contained in it.
Infinite wisdom in life.
A martial arts master and a life mentor.
He looked at Heinwei again. He had studied Condor before, and he only knew that Huang Rong was a quirky little girl with a good family background, but he never understood what she said to Guo Jing: "In this world, happiness only lasts for a while, and sorrow only lasts for a while."
"Trouble is just a matter of a lifetime." When he feels helpless as deep as the sea, in the future, he will definitely not let her be miserable and troubled, but will make her happy.
As he was thinking, a loud voice suddenly sounded next to him, "Hello, Mr. Jin." A bearded man suddenly appeared in front of him. He was tall and tall, and the beard on his face was very dazzling.
However, before Mr. Jin Yong could answer, a small man appeared next to Peng Bo like an alien, "Hello, Mr. Jin Yong."
One tall, one short, one fat and one thin suddenly appeared in this famous temple in the world. Peng Bo suddenly laughed, so uncontrollably that Heinwei even pinched him, but this smile that looked up to the sky was so
It was so refreshing that many cameras were raised again, taking pictures of the world-famous Mr. Bang's long and heartfelt smile.
"Master Bang?" Ma Feng had met Mr. Jin Yong, and smiled and extended his hand, "This is our first meeting, thank you for the introduction," he was referring to Duan Yiping's investment, "Did you remember that you were laughing just now?
The two people in the book?" He looked at Zhang Jizhong with a smile and pointed at himself.