Before leaving the house, Jiang Lingxi took out another pair of gold-framed plain glasses and put them on. She met Shen Yunqing's gaze and said, "You need a complete set for acting. How about it? Not bad, right?"
Shen Yunqing allowed himself to take a few more glances when she turned around to look in the mirror. When she turned around, she quickly returned to normal, "Pretty good."
"That's good, let's go."
But when she got downstairs, regarding the assistant's job of driving for her boss, Jiang Lingxi glanced at Shen Yunqing, who opened and closed the car door for her, and silently buckled the passenger seat belt.
This work is unnecessary.
The vehicle left the community and drove steadily north. Unknowingly, the high-rise buildings had been replaced by some low antique buildings. The flow of people and vehicles on the road became much smaller, and the field of vision suddenly broadened.
Before she could ask a question, an explanation came from the side: "This area is already considered a scenic spot. All major scenic spots are closed to tourists on Monday, so there will be fewer people coming here. It will be lively after today."
Since there were not many people, Jiang Lingxi simply lowered the car window and looked at the buildings on the street.
Although it is antique, it is not completely antique. When you get closer, you can see a lot of modern traces.
After looking at it for a moment, she looked away.
Although Shen Yunqing was driving, he kept paying attention to the side with the corner of his eye. He noticed that Jiang Lingxi's face was a little uninterested, and she pursed her lips and said: "Almost one kilometer further, there is a real thousand-year-old building. There is a relatively complete street that is fairly well preserved.”
Although after thousands of years, the city has undergone tremendous changes with each passing day.
However, some historical evidences have been paid attention to and carefully maintained by caring people in the past years, thus leaving precious historical heritage to future generations.
Jiang Lingxi could already feel that the road ahead was somewhat familiar. After hearing what Shen Yunqing said, she immediately thought: "Is this Wanchao Street?"
"Yes." There was an imperceptible smile in Shen Yunqing's voice.
He still remembered how His Majesty came up with the name of this street.
Thousands of years ago, Dayin was so powerful that all the surrounding countries surrendered.
Every year, the kings of the subject countries and even the princes and princesses of other countries would go to the capital city of Dayin to pay homage to the emperor, and the street in front of the Yinhe Palace was exactly where these people had to pass on their way to worship.
As a result, his majesty changed the original Changping Street to the domineering name of Wanchao Street, which means Wanchao's visit.
And history has also recorded this name. Thinking about the original name of Changping Street, except for those scholars who study the history of Dayin, no one knows it anymore.
Jiang Lingxi turned her gaze to the window again.
She has never been willing to give names. Even the name of the panda cub she picked up before was given with help from others. Wanchao Street was the only name she changed.
Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, only such a street would be preserved.
She couldn't quite explain how she was feeling.
But before the car entered Wanchao Street, it was stopped by uniformed guards on the roadside.
It wasn't until Shen Yunqing handed over a green-covered document through the open window that the car was allowed to pass.
After taking the certificate back, Shen Yunqing noticed the gaze on the certificate next to him. He was about to put it back into the storage box in the car but changed his direction.
Jiang Lingxi raised her eyebrows when she saw this, but took it in her hand unceremoniously.
When I opened it, I saw a color two-inch ID photo, which was no different from a real person. Below the photo was information such as name, position, affiliation, and certificate number.
She took one more look at the photo before closing it, "Do I have to show this every time to get in?"
"Only Monday."
Jiang Lingxi nodded and said she understood, "You can't enter Wanchao Street on Mondays either."
"Um."
The car slowly drove onto the road paved with bluestones.
After tens of millions of wind, rain, carriages and horses, even the hardest bluestone has now been polished smooth.
However, the car was driving slowly, and Jiang Lingxi noticed that there were many more patterns carved on the bluestone, which did not exist thousands of years ago.
"One is for anti-slip, and the other is for aesthetics."
Jiang Lingxi: "I didn't ask, you just knew."
Shen Yunqing remained silent.
Although he has changed into a similar body, as a minister, isn't it the most basic thing to be attentive to the emperor's small movements and expressions? What's more, he has a deeper thought.
The car drove along a street that was not very long for nearly a quarter of an hour.
Jiang Lingxi looked at the blooming flowers and row upon row of buildings on both sides of the street, feeling somewhat disappointed.
No matter how well it is preserved, there is still a big difference in her eyes.
She still remembered that she had quietly taken Qing Yuan out of the palace to play, and Wan Chao Street was the place she walked the most.
This is the most prosperous area in the entire Dayin Capital City, and it also represents the facade of Dayin. You will not feel bored even if you spend a whole day shopping there.
And now, only these immortal buildings remain, allowing people thousands of years from now to remember that dazzling history.
After passing Wanchao Street, they crossed another long jade-belt stone bridge. This time, without Shen Yunqing opening her mouth, Jiang Lingxi had already seen the Yinhe Palace standing in front of her.
The Yinhe Palace is built on the Cuiping Mountain. The buildings are stacked on top of each other. They are not grand in style, but solemn and majestic.
Especially now that there are no tourists, only patrolling maintenance staff in twos and threes. Without the crowding and noise, only the momentum of the building itself and the aura left over from thousands of years of existence are left.
Jiang Lingxi looked up at the towering imperial city gate in front of her and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
In her previous life, she had some regrets that she died of illness on the road before returning to the imperial court alive. She never thought that one day she would come back here again.
It can be regarded as a different way of settling one's regrets.
The car did not enter through the main entrance, but after checking the documents again, it entered through a side door.
"The front is the office area, and we have to apply for a temporary work permit."
Jiang Lingxi nodded. No need to ask, this temporary work permit was just for her.
But in this office, Jiang Lingxi looked at the familiar building in front of her. If she remembered correctly, this was where internal affairs officials ran their errands.
Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, the function of this courtyard is still the same.
The car stopped and before getting out of the car, Jiang Lingxi put on her pair of plain glasses again.
All the way to the door of the office, a middle-aged man who also wore glasses hurriedly walked out, and they almost bumped into each other face to face.
Shen Yunqing immediately raised his hand to protect Jiang Lingxi. His eyes were slightly focused and the corners of his lips were pursed, looking a little unhappy.
Jiang Lingxi happened to look at the person next to her subconsciously because of the arm lying in front of her, and was stunned when she saw this.
(End of chapter)
