Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

The Palace Museum in Yanjing. In recent years, the country has had some spare money in its account. The Palace Museum is much better than the shabby appearance in previous years. Many places have been tidied up and repaired.

In order to repair the Forbidden City over the years, great carpenters like Chang Baichuan have been very busy. Even so, one-third of the huge Forbidden City still has not been tidied up, especially secondary areas like the cold palace and the imperial kitchen, which can be said to be full of broken walls and rotten tiles, and bird nests and spider webs can be seen everywhere.

Sometimes when I pass by this place at night, when the wind blows, I can seem to hear the wailing of the deposed concubines and the tragically dead palace maids.

Therefore, even museum staff are reluctant to come to these places unless it is necessary.

However, children from the neighborhood often climb over the wall to explore and play hide-and-seek.

It was scorching hot in Yanjing in early July. There were many trees in the Forbidden City with lush branches and leaves, and there were naturally more cicadas than outside, and the noise was very annoying.

A man walked in slowly, raised his hand and stroked the mottled palace wall, his eyes full of complex expressions.

Nostalgia and sentimentality finally turned into unwillingness!

"I, Wang Zanghai, was once a successful and famous man, but now I have become a bandit. What a twist of fate!"

This person was none other than Wang Zanghai in disguise. After he recovered his memory, he left Gutongjing and came to Yanjing City, wanting to observe how much this era had changed compared to his time.

Of course, after recovering his memory, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​looking for the Wang family.

Wang Zanghai certainly understood how important power was to a person in power. If the Wang family really still existed, if he went back rashly, he would probably not be welcomed with a warm welcome, but would be accused of impersonating the ancestor of the Wang family. He would not even know how he would die then.

Then, after only two days in Yanjing, he saw a wanted poster with his portrait printed on it. When he saw the lifelike portrait, he was completely dumbfounded.

This was completely different from the misleading wanted poster of the Ming Dynasty. The portrait on the wanted poster he saw showed his appearance clearly.

Fortunately, he was more careful and disguised himself, otherwise he would have been arrested on the spot by the people who were watching the wanted poster that day.

Since then, Wang Zanghai became more cautious and also realized a cruel fact, that is, he no longer had a foothold in China.

Even if he can disguise himself, his disguise will eventually be discovered.

So Wang Zanghai stayed in Yanjing until July. After he thought he had a general grasp of this era, he decided to leave Yanjing and leave China today.

That's why I came to take a look at the Forbidden City today.

Wang Zanghai looked at the dilapidated scene before him, at the Forbidden City that he had once presided over the construction of, sighed, turned around and left.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late!

What Wang Zanghai lacks the least now is time. Back then, when he was captured by the Dongxia people and forced to build the Yunding Palace, he endured humiliation and survived many dangers. So this little setback now is nothing.

During his time in Yenching, Wang Zanghai went to the library to read many books, went to the military camp to secretly watch military exercises, and learned a lot through communication with people around him.

This was an era that overturned his imagination. For the first time, he saw what airplanes, tanks, and cannons were. The human body was nothing in front of steel.

In front of the imperial court, individuals have completely become ants!

These are nothing. China is no longer the Celestial Empire. In today's world, China is just a second-rate country. There are actually several countries that are more powerful than China!

This was quite a stimulation to Wang Zanghai. The Ming Dynasty was so powerful in those days. All nations came to pay tribute and it could attack anyone it wanted.

Wherever the sun and the moon shine, and wherever the rivers flow, all of this is Han territory!

How come today's unfilial descendants have become so miserable?

Wang Zanghai couldn't understand it, so he began to think about going to Europe and the United States. He wanted to see how these places were better than China.

If the barbarians are really stronger than the Chinese, he plans to use the barbarians' power to strengthen himself, and then return to China to rebuild the Wang family and eliminate the Zhang family...

Wang Zanghai left. No one knew that he had stayed in Yanjing. He headed north, crossed the vast grassland, and came to the vast sea. After admiring the calligraphy left by the Champion Marquis, he turned to the west and saw the prosperous European countries. Finally, he took a plane to the most prosperous metropolis in the world today, New York.

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In San Francisco, in the office of the deputy general manager of Origin Computer Corporation, Fatty Wang, dressed in a well-fitting suit, was lying on the table, biting his pen with a sad face. After hesitating for a long time, he finally started writing.

Dear (crossed out), respected boss, I want to accuse Lao Hu, that bastard, of betraying our pure revolutionary friendship. He was seduced by a vixen named Yang and didn’t even go home. He flirted with that vixen all day and ignored his buddies. I want to find Sima, the dog, this guy also hooked up with a Chinese chick named Yu Feiyan. Boss, they all betrayed, only Fatty and I are still holding on to the revolutionary position. Well, boss, can you send Xiao Ding over as well? The main reason is that our company is developing too fast and we are seriously short of manpower. This fake foreign devil is not trustworthy, so boss, I strongly suggest that you send Xiao Ding to support us. Of course, your third and fourth sons are also fine. Anyway, the more the better…

"Fatty, why do you close the door in broad daylight..."

"Hey, hey, Chief of Staff Yang, you should knock on the door before entering, right? This is basic etiquette..."

The fat man hurriedly grabbed the letter and stuffed it into the drawer. Shirley Yang looked at the fat man who was pretending to be calm with suspicion.

"Fatty, what are you doing?"

"No, I didn't do anything. By the way, what do you want from me?"

Shirley Yang looked at the fat man again, then turned and walked out.

"The press conference will start in three hours. If you, the head of security, don't come out to check, what if something goes wrong at the press conference?"

"Don't worry, I checked it last night and there's absolutely no problem."

"That would be best, but I suggest you check it again. No one can guarantee that there won't be any accidents until the last minute."

The fat man looked at Shirley Yang's receding back, suddenly jumped up, rushed to the office door in a few steps, closed the door as quickly as possible, locked it, then ran back to the desk and found the crumpled letter paper in the drawer.

He looked at the crooked words on the letter, thought for a while, and added: Extremely urgent!