Soon, the two of them arrived at the Twenty-Four Bridges attraction.
The Twenty-Four Bridge is so famous that the two of them are full of expectations for this bridge that has been written in many poems and makes people have unlimited reveries.
I think this bridge will definitely give people a stunning feeling.
But what disappointed them was that the Twenty-Four Bridge was just a very ordinary stone arch bridge, and it was quite new, without any sense of simplicity.
When they saw the sign for the Twenty-Four Bridge, they searched for it for a while.
The Twenty-Four Bridge is 24 meters long, 2.4 meters wide, has 24 railings, and has 24 levels... Everything is related to the Twenty-Four Bridge, but it is still disappointing.
"The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn. On the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can the beauty teach me how to play the flute." While standing on the bridge and reciting this eternal masterpiece by Du Mu, Luo Ziling did not hide his emotions at all.
Disappointed, "I came to the Twenty-Four Bridge on a bright moon night, but I couldn't find the artistic conception written in the poem. It would be more interesting to play the flute by the Weiming Lake, don't you think?"
"Maybe, when the bright moon shines, there will be a different artistic conception!" Yang Qingyin smiled and recited another poem: "The Twenty-Four Bridge is still there, with waves in the heart and the cold moon silent. There must be many bridges in this bridge
History. Maybe many talented people and beautiful women met here, or got acquainted here, and developed a relationship because of it."
"In ancient times, Yangzhou was a holy place in the hearts of many literati and poets. After ten years of dreaming about Yangzhou, it won the reputation of a brothel." Luo Ziling laughed at himself, "Unfortunately, we can only take a look at the flowers here.
The most I can do is write a travelogue, but it’s impossible to write any poetry!”
"What do you mean?" Yang Qingyin was a little confused.
"So, we can't be like the ancients and integrate into history because of words." Luo Ziling said, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, "Even if I post the photos on Weibo, I can't do anything for Slender West Lake and Er Er.
The Fourteenth Bridge brought a wave of popularity, but after the popularity passed, everyone forgot about it. No matter how many fans there are, it is impossible for them to be remembered hundreds or thousands of years later like those famous poets and lyricists who have been passed down through the ages!"
Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, and then said softly: "But I think your deeds of fighting Japanese doctors in Korea will be talked about decades or even hundreds of years later. If you lead your friends,
If you have overcome one or several difficulties in the history of medicine, it will definitely go down in history. If you have made achievements in other aspects, not just medicine, maybe political achievements, or business, very good achievements, it will also go down in history.
Leave a name. At a young age, with your current reputation and foundation, you will succeed no matter what you do."
"Then help me and be my good wife!" Luo Ziling tightened Yang Qingyin's hand and smiled brightly, "I think Yuqing might do something wrong, but you definitely won't. So, I
I’m going to stop letting her manage my Weibo account and let you manage it!”
"This is not good!" Yang Qingyin shook his head, "If this is the case, Luo Yuqing will definitely be prejudiced against us. Moreover, it is not a wise decision for me to help you manage your Weibo account. Many times, I will be affected by my emotions.
, for example, if you make me angry, or you have a dispute with my family. If you send any message at this time, it may affect my operation. Therefore, I feel that neither Yuqing nor I are suitable to manage your Weibo.
Account. Otherwise, you can take care of it yourself, or you can ask someone else to help you manage the account. If you ask someone else to manage the account, then this person must be very trustworthy, and not too scheming, and must treat you accordingly.
Loyalty, finally, no particularly strong personality, less ideas of your own. You can look for a suitable candidate."
Yang Qingyin said this, Luo Ziling was a little surprised.
Luo Ziling's reaction made Yang Qingyin quite satisfied. She tightened Luo Ziling's hand and said with a happy smile: "I think my idea is good. It is definitely not good for Luo Yuqing to manage your Weibo account. She has already
There are records of private messaging, and things like this will happen again in the future. It is not suitable for me to manage, so don’t find anyone else, or manage it yourself! I will tell Luo Yuqing about this matter first, and I will take the initiative to withdraw first, and she
There shouldn’t be too many complaints.”
"Okay!" Luo Ziling said with a wry smile: "Let's not discuss this issue first, okay? Our task today is to have fun, let's visit the Slender West Lake first!"
Yang Qingyin nodded and asked Luo Ziling to help her take some photos with the Twenty-Four Bridge.
Because he was wearing glasses and a hat, no one recognized Luo Ziling.
The two stood by the Twenty-Four Bridge for a long time. Many people passed by them, but no one recognized them.
Some people looked at them curiously as they passed by.
Both of them are tall and have excellent temperament. Although their glasses and hats hide their appearance, the charm they exude invisibly is still eye-catching.
When the two of them crossed the Twenty-Four Bridge and continued walking leisurely, Luo Ziling's cell phone rang. Someone called him.
When he saw that it was an unknown caller and the prompt was from a local number in Yangzhou, Luo Ziling couldn't help but feel excited.
"If I'm not wrong, this must be the local person in charge or someone of similar nature looking for me," Luo Ziling took the mobile phone and said to Yang Qingyin with a smile: "It seems that the confidentiality of my number is too poor.
At one o'clock, I need to change my number again!"
"If you think so, then answer the phone first!" Yang Qingyin rolled his eyes at Luo Ziling.
After Luo Ziling pressed the answer button, a thick baritone voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Mr. Luo Ziling? I am Zhao Songliang. You are very welcome to visit Yangzhou!"
"Hello, Mr. Zhao!" It turned out that the person in charge of the local area called. Luo Ziling was not too surprised. After greeting the person politely, he asked Zhao Songliang what business he had with him.
After Zhao Songliang welcomed Luo Ziling to Yangzhou for his visit, he politely asked Luo Ziling where he would stay tonight and if it was convenient, he could come and visit.
"I plan to go to Gusu tonight!" Luo Ziling said embarrassedly: "I want to rush to Gusu to stay tonight, and I will take the time to visit the ancient city tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then return to Yanjing."
When Luo Ziling said this, Zhao Songliang was a little surprised and a little disappointed.
Zhao Songliang said that he also wanted to meet Luo Ziling, want to hear Luo Ziling's opinions and suggestions on Yangzhou's urban construction, and hoped that Luo Ziling could help promote Yangzhou.
Zhao Songliang said it very politely, and Luo Ziling could not refuse. After hesitating for a while, he told Zhao Songliang that if he went to Gusu, it should be after dinner. If possible, before or after dinner, we can go together
Chat.
Hearing what Luo Ziling said, Zhao Songliang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed, saying that he would treat Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin to dinner in a private name, and Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin would be sure to show their respect.