Many people have seen the emperor's new clothes, but this fairy tale is really timeless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The king realized that the new clothes did not exist, and it was confirmed from the public, because he knew that this was the case.

Will the emperor announce the withdrawal of his praise for the new clothes, and will he openly admit his misjudgment on this matter?

More broadly, will the senior ministers and other senior cabinet officials collectively apologize to the public for the absurd mistakes they have made?

In other words, will the ruling class admit the deceptiveness of the ideological cloak that they hold to be the truth and make it circulate? One factor that has to be emphasized is that this is a political event.

What is truth? Truth does not depend on what is stated, but on who says it and under what circumstances.

Therefore, in front of the enthusiastic chanting crowd on both sides of the street in a grand and solemn procession, as a defender and guarantor of social significance, what the emperor said was the truth, whatever it was.

Because of this, the emperor thought: "The procession must go on." ”。 So he put on a more proud look, and the upholstery held the non-existent back skirt in their hands.

But His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Ninety-Five Dynasty would not set his sights on a humble grass people, the caretaker of Dunhuang, Wang Yuanqi.

Today, the experts of the Dunhuang Academy humiliated again and again to buy microfilms of Dunhuang documents from foreign museums, sighed, and walked to the magnifying machine.

Someone wrote:

I hate it

Hate that I wasn't born a century early

that I may stand star-to-face with you

Eerie and gloomy castle

A wilderness in the morning light

Either I'll pick up the white gloves you threw down

Either you catch the sword I threw over

Either you and I each ride a war horse

Far away from the handsome banner that covers the sky

Leave the battle formation

Decide the loss under the city

Now people can justifiably accuse Wang Daoist priests, and they can sigh. Standing on the moral high ground is the easiest and favorite thing to do for the lowly and the lowly who have no power to resist at all.

They can imagine that they could stop the convoy that was transporting Dunhuang documents, but then they would transport them to the capital? But at that time, weren't there indeed a batch of cave documents sent to Beijing? The scene was that there were no wooden boxes, only mats were used to bundle them indiscriminately, and the officials along the way reached in and took a handful, and they had to leave a few bundles where they rested.

In the vast China world, there are not even a few volumes of scriptures! Compared with the scene of being abused by officials in large quantities, sometimes I even want to say cruelly: I would rather store them in a museum in London! After all, this sentence is not very comfortable. Where should the stopped convoy go? It's hard here and there, maybe it's just a matter of stopping in the desert and crying.

It is the easiest and easiest to dwell on the past, and it is also the easiest and least responsible to look to the future. For the past and the future, the two essay topics can always be sprinkled, but for the present topic, they have paid a blank paper.

Li Ruofan was still thinking about it, but it made Lan Yuxuan a little aggrieved. A girl's heart is very fine, and a man's attention can be sensed without looking at her.

In the past, you could also use Song Yunting to compare herself as a strong woman queen, of course, compared with Song Yunting. But now there is one more Fang Xuerou who is also working alone in the capital. Lan Yuxuan's heart was a little blocked.

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "Today, Mr. Lan's tongue is fighting Confucianism, I invite you to eat a good meal." The real Jinling cuisine, Tianjia cuisine, but people make it at home and do not open it to the public. The average person simply doesn't know. ”

Lan Yuxuan was a little strange: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Li Ruofan chuckled: "People are hidden in the city, they never thought of showing their heads at all, his family's osmanthus wine is really good, osmanthus is made of honey, and the wine is a unique method of handicraft." There is also a knife fish, people have this ability, they have removed the bones one by one, and the shape is still intact, and the meat is not loose at all. His braised elbow, an ordinary home-cooked dish, but others just can't make that taste. There is also Lao Ding tofu, after eating it, you don't want to eat other tofu at all. ”

Lan Yuxuan said: "I'm going to drool when I say it." Listen to what you say, you often go to eat?"

Li Ruofan said: "I can't afford to eat." Speaking of which, Lao Tian and my dad are chess friends, so I was blessed to have played a few tooth sacrifices. Now there is no shortage of money, and I helped him a little last time, which is a good family. ”

Lan Yuxuan said: "Then why don't you invite him to Jinmanlou?"

Li Ruofan said: "If he wanted to go to other restaurants, he would have gone there a long time ago." How to say some things, I should say that it is feelings. It's just that no one believes in it anymore. His family also used to have a restaurant, but it was a long story. Let's go over first, and I'll tell you what you want to hear in the car. ”

In fact, Jinling cuisine is precisely a private kitchen dish. In the past, big families all had their own chefs, like the one in Dream of Red Mansions, which was directly a chef class. Even in the late Qing Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, decent families also had private chefs.

Moreover, many private chefs have been cooking in one family for even one or two lifetimes, so not many people know about Jinling cuisine now, but the momentum of Huaiyang cuisine wanting to be the boss is actually closely related to the disappearance of private chefs.

Li Ruofan faintly talked about the history of Jinling cuisine in the car, when the daughter of the Tian family married the heir of another Fu family cuisine, but the ending was not good. So Lao Tian was a little disheartened and stopped going out of the mountain.

Now the Tian family is an old man in Lao Tian, and none of his grandsons and granddaughters are around, they are all far away. He lived alone, but he was also happy.

Seeing Li Ruofan coming over with Lan Yuxuan, Lao Tiantou looked not strange.

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "Uncle Tian, I came here suddenly, just to see if you have anything delicious to eat alone." ”

Lao Tian scolded with a smile: "What can I get to eat alone? If it wasn't for you last time, I guess I would have gone to cook for Lord Yama." The tofu is almost ready, and there is a drunken duck tongue and osmanthus wine, which is enough for me to drink a few glasses by myself. You won't have enough to eat when you come. I'll get another pine mushroom belly and carp tail soup, that's it. Some dishes are too troublesome. ”

Li Ruofan said: "This is for you, I also want Tian Bo to live for a few more decades." Actually, I really want to eat Tian Bo's braised elbow and stewed raw knock. ”

Lao Tian took a look at it and said with a smile: "I said that your father is looking back more and more as he lives, it seems that he also made up for this, right? If you want to eat meat for a few days, in fact, you don't know how to eat, the real Jinling cuisine is vegetables. ”

Li Ruofan said: "Then I don't care, I'll go to the barrel and fill it with wine first, Lan Yuxuan, you taste this first, your lips and teeth will be fragrant, and you will be full." Tian Bo rarely cooks rice here. ”

Lao Tian said: "Well, it's full." I drink some wine and eat some rice, this is just right. (To be continued.) )