What Xu Qing admires most about Jiang He is that when encountering something she has never seen or heard of, she will think: Oh, there is such a thing. Then either believe, or half-believe to check or think by yourself.
Instead of seeing something you don't know, and shouting: fake! Never heard of it growing so big!
Little cognition is not scary, as long as he is smart, he will not be so stupid as to think that the piece he lives in is the whole world, which saves him 80% of the trouble.
"Is it normal to do such... such... indecent things in the street?"
Passing by the park, Jiang He saw the couple poking their lips on the bench over there, and asked Xu Qing in a low voice.
"No, this is immoral." Xu.Single Dog.Qing is confident.
"Oh, I thought..."
Jiang He didn't finish speaking, and looked away after getting the answer. There is nothing interesting about other people's kissing.
Full of warmth and desire, from all aspects, this is a real prosperous age.
"Isn't your place very open?" Xu Qing wondered.
When he was free, he also went to learn about Jiang He's era. It is said that it was very open, social enjoyment was common, and the culture of drinking and sex was developed.
"Open?" Jiang He asked.
"That's right, that Li Shimin... you won't feel uncomfortable talking about them, will you?"
Seeing Jiang He shaking his head, he continued: "Li Shimin married his sister-in-law, Wu Zhao served their father and son successively, and there is that princess, Monk Bianji... There are also many poems and erotic words, and I heard that there is also a small exchange. Concubine matter."
Explaining with gestures, Xu Qingte was curious about the discrepancy. The old man had studied history all his life. If what Jiang He said was completely wrong at this time, those histories were all fake, and the fun would be great.
"I've heard about these things too." Jiang He said.
"and then?"
"What then?"
"..."
Xu Qing felt something was wrong, "So in such an open society, there's no reason why you haven't seen this, right?"
He pointed to the direction behind him, indicating the two lovers who pouted just now.
"What does the matter between the emperor and the officials and scholars have anything to do with me?" Jiang He wondered, since the emperor would not let her observe the emperor's bedchamber, nor would he go to the street to mess with the empress.
"… Understood."
Xu Qing understood where the problem was.
Historical materials generally record what happened to a certain minister, what happened to a certain emperor, or the romantic affairs of a certain literati... Even the open sign "remarriage" is explained by more than two dozen princesses.
Openness at the upper level represents an open society in the history books.
Perhaps the social atmosphere at that time was indeed relatively open, such as the possibility of remarriage, but that was only compared to the previous dynasties, and it is not enough to look at it in modern times.
Using an example of a certain group of openness to generalize is like summarizing the corruption of this era with the mission of the master, which is outrageous.
Not to mention the unearthed cultural relics and so on, they were all dug out from the tomb, and people like Jiang He...
Xu Qing glanced at Jiang He and remembered the linen straw sandals she was wearing when she came here.
Leaving aside whether she has a tomb or not, even if there is a small tomb bag, the clothes can’t be kept until now. The so-called “interesting” clothes that can be excavated are all the officials who put them in the tomb after being drunk and want to continue playing. of.
She is a common people.
The people have always been represented, just like the average income.
"It's not easy to be a ranger. Fortunately, my wish didn't come true." Xu Qing said with emotion, visiting a brothel to listen to ditties, eating meat and drinking heavily, are all ideals, and maybe they won't be able to eat enough.
"It's very interesting to tell me about your life there when you have time."
He was thinking about when to put on a show for the old man. The old man said every day that he was not doing his job properly, and then he would give him a hard shock.
"My life...is not as interesting as here." Jiang He looked up at the flashing neon lights in the distance, recalled the previous days, and shook his head after a while.
"You won't like it."
"Just listen to the story."
Xu Qing smiled at her, and walked slowly on the road with the cake in hand.
Life is really amazing.
Uncle Zhao watched the two of them go out and came back with a cake. He wanted to say hello, but seeing that they had a good conversation, he thought for a while and kept his mouth shut.
Little young... kinda romantic.
Walking back home, it was already past six o'clock, and the sky was slightly dark. Xu Qing put the cake on the table, turned to look at Jiang He, who was pouring cat food for the wax gourd, went back to the bedroom, took out a lighter, and took out the candle stick on the root point.
Get a full set for your birthday.
"Turn off the light." Xu Qing waited for her to pour the cat food, and said.
"What do you turn off the lights for?"
"Just close it, it's called a sense of ritual."
"Oh."
Jiang He turned off the light according to his words, and the living room was plunged into darkness, only the faint light of candles scattered on the cake in front of the table, which made Xu Qing's face twinkle.
"Come here, sit down... yes, close your eyes later, make a wish, just want something, don't need to say it, open your eyes after you make a wish, and blow out the candle." Xu Qing pulled her to sit down , taught: "It's not difficult to blow them all out in one breath, right?"
"It's not difficult." Seeing his name written on the birthday cake, Jiang He was poked by something in his heart. It felt warm, soft and indescribable.
"Okay, make a wish, your first birthday here... maybe the first you can remember, it will definitely come true."
Seeing Jiang He looking at him steadily, Xu Qing couldn't help scratching his chin, "What's wrong?"
"I want something."
"Have you thought about it yet?"
"Ok."
Jiang He closed his eyes and muttered.
Xu Qing leaned forward to eavesdrop, but Jiang He opened his eyes and looked at him as soon as he moved.
"Cough... Is it okay?" Xu Qing was embarrassed. He was facing each other, but he seemed to be doing something when he got closer.
"Okay."
"So soon... blow out the candles."
Xu Qing suppressed her expression and stood up to the door as if nothing had happened. After she blew out the candle, she turned on the light, and the living room became bright again.
Jiang He looked at the smoking candle and said, "This ceremony is quite strange."
"It was passed down from the foreign devils, just get used to it, and I had to sing a song."
Xu Qing hesitated for a moment, and gave up this part, "Singing is too embarrassing, so hurry up and eat it after you make your wish, come on, chop it up."
Putting the plastic knife into Jiang He's hand, Jiang He looked at the patterns on the cake and the words "Happy Birthday Jiang He, full of happiness", hesitated and asked, "Can you use that phone..."
"Mobile phone?" Xu Qing was stunned for a moment and realized, "Take pictures, right? Bring your mobile phone."
Using Jiang He's mobile phone to help her take a photo of a birthday cake, Jiang He carefully cut off the edge with a knife, and handed it to Xu Qing with a piece of cream flower: "I'll eat it first."
"Well... okay, I'll just eat this piece, and the rest is yours, so you can eat it hard."
Xu Qing didn't refuse. He took his little flower and looked around. He didn't say anything immediately. He didn't like creamy things like cream.
Jiang He didn't stop moving, and with a dexterous stroke, he dug out a piece for himself. He paused for a moment smelling the aroma of butter, and suddenly felt reluctant to eat it.
Enjoying happiness is a bit sinful.
"Why don't you eat it?" Xu Qing got up and took out two cans of happy water from the refrigerator, opened it and pushed one over, "Happy birthday."
"thanks."
Jiang He carefully took a bite of the cake, pursed his lips, and tasted it carefully. It was as delicious as the one he ate yesterday.
"Don't you think it's too sweet?"
"No, it's delicious." Jiang He showed a satisfied expression.
That appearance reminded Xu Qing of the time when he ate cream for the first time when he was a child, and he seemed to enjoy it in the same way.
I don't know when it started, I got tired of it, I don't like it anymore... Maybe it's because I eat too much, maybe it's because more and more delicacies compare it.
But those joys have been turned into memories and kept in a corner of my heart, that is the purest joy.
"Come, let's meet each other." Xu Qing picked up Coca-Cola as wine, and touched Jiang He.
Jiang He was lucky to be here, why not him
In just a few decades of life, it is not in vain to have this kind of experience of picking up ancient people, and it will be interesting to think about it by chance in the future.
"Yeah." Jiang He raised his head and took a sip of Coke, feeling the sensation of the bubbles bursting in his mouth.
"Greetings to meet you."
In the brightly lit living room, Xu Qing sat opposite Jiang He across the cake.
Respect for this encounter that spanned thousands of years.