The years of red flags

Chapter 113 Playing (Part [-])

Jiang Hua took out the letter of introduction, and this group of people successfully entered Bauhinia City and walked in the vast Bauhinia City.

At this moment, Lao Bu looked like a rich man from the countryside, he raised his hands and spun around twice.

He hugged Mrs. Bu: "Honey, have you seen it? Compared with this place, the white house is like a country house for vacation."

"Yes, my dear, it is nothing short of a miracle in the history of architecture."

Mrs. Bu Songkai asked, "Jiang, how old is this building?"

"Over 500 years."

"Wow, my dear, did you hear that, the history of more than 500 years is longer than the history of our ugly country, what an amazing number."

Mrs. Bu stomped her feet and asked, "So, Jiang, are these floor tiles also from more than 500 years ago?"

"Yes, ma'am, these bricks are not what you see on the surface. There are fourteen floors of the same bricks under this floor."

Mrs. Bu asked in amazement: "So many layers, are they for future repair and replacement?"

Jiang Hua shook his head: "No, there is a saying that such thick bricks can prevent dissidents from digging tunnels to sneak in and pose a threat to the emperor."

Old Bu nodded: "That's reasonable."

Almost amazed, Lao Bu and his wife began to visit the Forbidden City. This place is really huge, and there are allusions and stories everywhere.

The magnificent, carved beams and painted buildings refer to this palace full of history.

"Since the Ming Dynasty, there have been a total of 24 emperors here. Some of them have made the country prosperous, some have perished, some are smart and capable, and some are confused."

Old Bu scratched his hair and said, "Shouldn't the wisest person be the emperor, it will be good for his country."

Jiang Hua smiled, but did not speak. Mrs. Bu saw Jiang Hua's small movements, so she asked, "Jiang, do you have any objections?"

Lao Bu also said: "Come on, Jiang, you can speak out directly if you have any disagreement. Today is not a formal occasion, and it will not have any impact."

"People are selfish, not everyone can sit in the right place, just like you must have a favorite child, but he may not be the best."

Old Bu rested his chin in one hand, lost in thought.

After a while, Mrs. Bu pushed her husband: "Honey, today I'm out for fun, not thinking about human nature."

Old Bu shrugged: "Okay, Jiang, for the time being, I don't think of evidence to refute you, because I am indeed like this, but I always think that the wisest person should be responsible for the heir, so that it will be good for the future."

For most of the day, they were still wandering around the three halls, the Forbidden City is too big.

Seeing that the sun was almost westward, Old Bu walked out with a lot of enthusiasm.

Old Bu said with emotion: "Standing in front of that dragon chair, I do have the feeling of holding power."

Jiang Hua said jokingly: "Maybe you can run for the Grand Commander and sit at the table of firmness, and you will feel the same way."

"It's amazing, Jiang, I didn't expect you to know about the table of firmness, but most of the Ugly people don't know about it."

"We have a saying that "know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles."

Old Bu was a soldier, he nodded and said, "This is the words of a wise man, very reasonable."

For dinner, Jianghua invited them to eat Quanjude's roast duck. Mrs. Bu only regretted that she didn't bring a camera. Seeing the roast duck chef arranging the roast duck slices like petals, the couple exclaimed again and again.

"This is roast duck. In the past, the leaders of our country invited Mr. Chaplin to eat it in Geneva. Please taste it."

Jiang Hua made a sample first, spread some sauce on the lotus leaf cake, then sandwiched two slices of roast duck, added radish strips, shredded green onions, and cucumber strips, and rolled the cake.

The old Bu and his wife followed suit, and Mrs. Bu began to admire the first mouthful: "It's delicious, I never thought that food would have such a taste."

Mrs. Bu smiled and asked, "Was Chaplin also so surprised when he ate?"

"He refused to eat roast duck because of duck steps, but changed his mind immediately."

Lao Bu said: "A wise choice, no one should miss such a delicacy."

For this reason, Lao Bu also packed two copies and took them back for other colleagues in the Liaison Office to enjoy.

After dinner, Jiang Hua sent them back to the liaison office, and Mrs. Bu hugged Jiang Hua.

"Jiang, thank you for your explanation. I had a great time today. I hope to travel with you often in the future."

Lao Bu also shook Jiang Hua's hand: "Jiang, thank you, your leader told me that you will accompany us in the future, so our next trip will be in three days, how about it?"

"As you wish."

Jiang Hua dragged his exhausted body home, and after a day's driving, his body couldn't take it anymore, not to mention that he had to think twice about every sentence, exhausted both physically and mentally.

After returning home, Jiang Hua couldn't rest yet. Taking advantage of the fact that he had just returned home and remembered it clearly at the moment, he hurriedly wrote today's play report.

As a young man, after a night of rest, Jiang Hua had another day full of energy and went to work refreshed.

After handing in the report first, and returning to the desk, several colleagues came over.

"Jiang Hua, how are you? Let's get along well with that Ugly Director."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "At least he showed proper etiquette, and he didn't say or act to hurt my feelings. We get along fairly harmoniously."

"Then he still knows what's good and what's wrong. On our territory, he knows what to say and what not to say."

"If you want me to tell you, Jiang Hua, don't be polite to him, but if you are a little bit ignorant, just yell at him."

Jiang Hua looked at this man in surprise, and Wang Cheng reprimanded him: "Don't forget your identity, it doesn't matter if you talk nonsense, don't embarrass the organization."

After working quietly for two days, Jiang Hua pushed his bicycle to the liaison office on the third day.

This time, the husband and wife were both wearing sportswear and carrying a backpack, which looked much neater than Jiang Hua's.

"Jiang, let's go to the Great Wall today. I have inquired about it for the past two days. There is a saying that if you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a good man. I want to be a good man."

Jiang Hua asked with a smile: "You want to be a hero, what does Mrs. Bu think?"

Mrs. Bu shouted loudly: "Jiang, you can't look down on women. I also have a dream of becoming a hero."

"Okay, okay, my fault, our leader said that women hold up half the sky." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "But I'm afraid I can't go to the Great Wall by car."

"why?"

"The distance is sixty to seventy kilometers away. When we ride there, the two of you, I'm afraid it will be dark."

Old Bu said, "It doesn't matter, we have a car."

(End of this chapter)