Public courses in universities are usually taken by two or three classes together, and Jiangda University is no exception.
At this time, in the lecture theater that could accommodate nearly 300 people, Su Jianxia was sitting in the third row from the bottom secretly playing mobile games, while Wei Ziqi was sleeping on the table like a scumbag in high school and college.
Su Jianxia had asked Wei Ziqi before why he seemed to be sleeping from morning to night.
I slept on the bed in the room in the morning, and in the afternoon I slept on the recliner in the room on the second floor listening to opera on the radio.
The explanation given by Wei Ziqi was that I am an old man who is more than 2,000 years old. If it were a normal person, his or her grave would have been dug up. It is already a miracle that I am still standing here. It is not possible yet. Let me sleep a little longer?
Although Su Jianxia knew that he was talking nonsense, he really couldn't find a reason to refute it.
"Classmate, are my classes so boring? I fell asleep less than half an hour into class."
Listening to the voice of the old professor in the history class coming from behind, Su Jianxia quickly put the phone on the table, then pushed Wei Ziqi next to him, then turned back and smiled sweetly at the old professor. The whole process was completed in one go. Extremely skilled.
Wei Ziqi yawned, rubbed his eyes and looked around. When he turned behind him, he saw the gray-haired old professor with his hands behind his back and staring at him intently.
"I have taught at Jiangsu University for more than 30 years. Although it is an elective course, you are still the first student who dares to sleep in my class." The old professor's tone revealed an unruly tone of intellectuals, " Why, do you think my lecture is too boring, or is there something inconsistent with historical facts?"
Wei Ziqi picked up the watermelon juice on the table and took a sip, and said calmly: "There is nothing boring about history, but there are indeed some places that are inconsistent with historical facts."
"Oh?" The old professor raised his eyebrows and sat directly behind the two of them. "Then please tell me what I said is inconsistent with historical facts."
When Su saw Xia, he thought to himself, "No."
Then Wei Ziqi leaned on the back of the seat and yawned, "Li Jiancheng, as the eldest son of Li Yuan and the elder brother of Li Shimin, is not an ignorant playboy.
He also has his own unique views on politics, and has his own group of confidants and close friends. He was not necessarily much worse than Li Shimin in terms of military strategy alone. Even in Chang'an City at that time, no one knew that Li Yuan's eldest son was a child of a high family, was quite talented, and would succeed Li Yuan sooner or later.
It was just that the Xuanwu Gate incident at that time did indeed damage Li Shimin's image, so historians portrayed Li Jiancheng as a mediocre and incompetent person, making future generations feel that although it was brother-killing, it was reasonable. "
The old professor frowned, "According to your opinion, did later generations wrongfully accuse Li Jiancheng? Did Emperor Taizong plan the Xuanwumen Incident for the sake of the throne?"
"If you understand it that way, there won't be any problem."
"Nonsense, it's sheer nonsense!" The old professor's eyes widened, "Where did you hear this unofficial history? Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Emperor Tang and Song Zu actually asked you to talk about a treasonous person! Why do you appear in my presence? In class?! Get out of here!!"
Wei Ziqi curled his lips, stepped over the front seat and walked out directly in front of the old professor.
Su Jianxia bit her lip with difficulty to prevent herself from laughing, then stood up and bowed to the old professor, said "I'm sorry", and ran out quickly, leaving the old professor standing there stunned. .
Walking outside the classroom, Su Jianxia looked at Wei Ziqi's dull expression and couldn't help it anymore, holding on to the wall and laughing.
"What's so funny?" Wei Ziqi said expressionlessly.
When Su Jianxia heard this, he laughed even harder. After squatting on the ground for a long time, he leaned against the wall, supported his waist and said with a smile: "Professor Li has been in the school for thirty years. He can be said to be the oldest group of veterans in the school." He's a professor, even the principal would toast him with a glass of wine when he met him at school, I didn't expect you to be so angry today."
"I'm just telling the truth. What kind of history does he know? I've lived in Li Jiancheng's house for five years. Do I know how much he and Li Shimin weigh?" Wei Ziqi snorted coldly, "I'm older now. If you don’t listen humbly to the teachings of the elderly, you still have the nerve to be a teacher.”
"You are a young man in his eyes, and you are also a leading figure in domestic history. Whoever meets him would not call him Mr. Li respectfully. I just didn't expect to meet you, a bad old man who has lived for more than three thousand years."
"That's why I say that academia is getting worse and worse!"
"Then Li Jiancheng is really capable? I read in the history books that he is mediocre. If it weren't for being the eldest son, the throne would have nothing to do with him." Su Jianxia asked curiously.
"Historical books will ultimately focus on praising the rulers at that time, and the inevitable goal is to portray Li Jiancheng as an ignorant and ignorant playboy."
Wei Ziqi narrowed his eyes, and the image of that high-spirited and handsome young man appeared in his mind. Outside Chang'an City, with a long sword hanging on his waist, he clasped his fists and said to himself: "The world is in chaos now, the emperor is cruel and unruly, the people are living in dire straits, and my father is in the middle of the court." As an important minister, my two younger brothers are still young and don't quite understand the truth. Jiancheng wants to change the current world and give the people of the world a peaceful and contented life.
Jiancheng's self-awareness is still shallow, and he will never be able to achieve success by himself, so he boldly asks teachers to lend a helping hand to Jiancheng, so that Jiancheng can give an explanation to the world. "
As the sun set, looking at the people coming in and out of the city gate, Wei Ziqi was originally not prepared to get involved in these dynasty changes in the world, but for some reason, he turned around and saw the clear and sincere eyes of the young man at that time, But full of love for all the people in the world, Wei Ziqi changed his mind about leaving and chose to stay and push him to move forward.
"You have given an explanation to the world, but why haven't you given an explanation to yourself?" Wei Ziqi said softly.
"Huh? What?" Su Jianxia didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Wei Ziqi shook his head, and then asked as if he remembered something, "Do you want to see Li Jiancheng when he was young?"
"Can I watch it?" Su Jianxia said excitedly. The last time Cen Biqing went back to ancient times was the Song Dynasty.
Wei Ziqi nodded, "I just suddenly remembered something about him, and I kind of want to go back and see him. Are you okay now?"
"It's okay, let's go now." Su Jianxia said with a smile. Although Professor Li's class has not been finished yet, who cares, skipping classes has long been commonplace.
Wei Ziqi nodded and snapped his fingers.
The surrounding scene blurred and blurred. After a while, the clothes of the two people were changed into the ordinary gowns and skirts of the dynasty at that time. There were also shouts from the surroundings that seemed to be officers and soldiers. The scene also changed from Jiangbei University. The teaching building was replaced by a tall and majestic ancient city wall.
Chang'an City.
"Didn't you say that Li Jiancheng raised troops in Hedong? Why did we come to Chang'an?" Su Jianxia asked curiously.
"It is now 609 AD, the fifth year after Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty succeeded to the throne. At this time, Li Jiancheng is 20 years old. He has just had the idea of overthrowing the rule of the Sui Dynasty and is recruiting wise men in Chang'an." Wei Ziqi explained.
Su Jianxia nodded, "I finally saw the famous Chang'an City in history today."
"Looking at various dynasties, Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty and Bianjing in the Song Dynasty should be said to be the two most prosperous capitals. Chang'an's singing and dancing flourished, and Bianjing's openness was unparalleled.
Although the later Song Dynasty sent money everywhere, it is no exaggeration to say that Bianjing was the number one city in the world during the Taizu and Taizong periods. "Wei Ziqi unfolded the folding fan in his hand and walked into the city.
Su Jianxia nodded thoughtfully. Although she was interested in history, it was only systematic history and she didn't know enough about many details.
Just like when he went to Bianjing City before, Su Jianxia also threw a gold ingot to the defenders at the city gate.
At this time, it was still the period of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, and the capital was still in Luoyang. Although Chang'an was the second largest city after Luoyang, it was rare for the soldiers guarding the city to be so generous. Looking at the two people, they seemed to have some extraordinary bearing. She was a young lady from a wealthy family in the capital. She quickly lowered her head and clasped her fists in salute.
After walking into the city gate, we came to the real Chang'an City.
In the city of Chang'an, there are eight streets and nine roads, with constant flow and busy traffic.
I had only seen idioms describing the prosperity of Chang'an City before, and my experience was not deep enough. It was only now that I was actually standing on the land of Chang'an that Su Jianxia discovered why such idioms did not have any exaggerated words.
Because no matter what exaggerated words are used, they cannot describe the magnificence of Chang'an.
The bustling crowds on the roads, the loudly shouting vendors, the various commodities, and the tall buildings all declared the status of this most prosperous city at that time.
"No wonder people say that the Tang Dynasty was the dynasty where people lived and worked in peace and contentment. I would be happy if I lived here."
Su Jianxia looked at the various high-quality silks and satins displayed on the vendors' stalls on both sides, and felt that her eyes were a little blind. So I used my good habits in Bianjing again and started shopping everywhere.
Wei Ziqi was a little helpless and looked ahead at the road, briefly calculating the time in his mind.
"Get out of here! Don't block my way! I'm not responsible for killing your uncle!"
