In the picture, Venice is depicted as a maiden standing among the clouds, surrounded by the mythical gods = gods, receiving a laurel crown from the god of victory = daughter of the goddess, and on one side is the glorious god blowing the horn of victory.

Both works were painted in the late 16th century, when Venice was a different city than it had been when it had made a fortune from the ground. The Portuguese expeditions at the end of the fifteenth century ruined the good days of Venice for centuries, with banks closing, foreign merchant ships disappearing, and the bustling streets deserted.

However, the Venetians soon found a new way to make money, and in 1497, when da Gama successfully crossed the Cape of Good Hope into the Indian Ocean, Venice began to accept a wandering people, the Jews. By the first half of the sixteenth century, there was a Jewish ghetto in Venice, and thanks to the wisdom, industriousness and wealth of the Jews, Venice saved itself.

Of course, she also paid a price for this: offended the intersection = meeting.

In fact, it is not a day or two that Heaven = Lord = Rendezvous is unhappy with Venice. As early as the middle of the fifteenth century, the Ottoman Turks destroyed the Eastern Romans, and the Hagia Sophia Dajiao = church of Ji = Governor was transformed into a temple = temple.

And this time, in order to get out of the predicament, Venice invited Jud=Tai=people into the house again. In the eyes of Heaven = Lord = Fellowship = Meeting, this kind of behavior is really tantamount to rebellion and should be killed. Therefore, in the attacking teams of the surrounding powers again and again, you can often see the figure of the rendezvous = meeting.

Venice, on the other hand, has always gone its own way, fighting when it is time to fight, and making peace when it should be said, and is not bound by any sect = friendship or world = secular belief = article. From the middle of the 16th century, Venice was transformed from an adventurer's paradise into a paradise for pleasure seekers, a city of travelers, and the Venetians seemed to be returning to their former glory.

The difference is that this time Venice is even more out of the ordinary. The paintings of the Doge's Palace are mainly divided into two main themes, one is like Tintoretto's "Kingdom of Heaven", which celebrates the splendor of Venice in the name of Zong=Jiao, and the other is like Veronese's "Triumph", which is naked arrogance, and the gods = gods and even saints = men are only a foil. Echoing the government's indispensability, ordinary citizens have also abandoned morality and indulged in sensuality, and Venice is known as the capital of pleasure = fame.

The empty halls of the Doge's Palace are surprisingly low in the number of tourists, whether the high price of tickets has dampened visitors' interest or whether most people have lost interest in Venice's former glory. Zhang Feng calmly visited one by one, followed the arrow and unconsciously entered a dark and narrow passage, Zhang Feng was looking down at the road, and the person next to him suddenly said to his companion: "Look outside, we are on the Bridge of Sighs." ”

As soon as Zhang Feng looked up, sure enough, through the flower window, the bridge on the opposite side was full of people looking at Zhang Feng and them, and the passage where Zhang Feng was located was connected to the court of the Governor's Mansion at one end and the prison at the other.

Zhang Fengping walked into the prison for the first time in his life, and he was both curious and a little uneasy. Each cell is like a stone cave, half a man high, with a flat dome and a lot of graffiti on the walls, but unfortunately I can't read it. There was a row of torture chambers in front of him, first, he was tired, and secondly, he was also a little psychologically disordered, so Zhang Feng didn't go. Looking left and right in place, I can't imagine how Casanova could have chiseled through such a thick stone wall with only a small dagger.

After watching for a while, Zhang Feng walked out and came to the east side of St. Mark's Square again. Two of the pillars, one of which is the flying lion representing Venice, and the other is St. Theodor, the earliest patron saint of Venice, turns around again at the welcome entrance of the city of Venice, carefully observing the crowd in the square.

When Zhang Feng saw the beggars in the square, he remembered that the beggars in Dubai earned 470,000 euros a month, and he didn't know if the beggars in Venice were so powerful.

As the capital of pleasure, Venice has been enjoying the scenery for another three hundred years. There are two main people who define this history: the famous prostitute Veronica and the love saint Casanova.

Veronica was active in the 16th century and was once known as the most beautiful woman in the world. She is not only proficient in business, but also brilliantly written, which is comparable to the willows by the Qinhuai River back then. A salesman, Vimec published a collection of passionate poems that fashionistas had in their possession, and provoked King Henry III of France to work tirelessly to climb mountains and wade through rivers to seek pleasure.

Weimei people gladly agreed, and also gave poems to commemorate, and erotic = erotic poetry led the trend of the times. Compared with Rome and Florence, Venice in this period was more open to body painting, more blasphemous in Zong=Symphonic painting, more erotic = erotic poetry, more endless carnivals, and even plagues and wars could not stop the Venetians from enjoying themselves.

It was in such times that Venice gave birth to another rebel - Casanova. If Veronica opened the prelude to an era, then San Casanova represents the end of that era. Born in 18th-century Venice, his legend lies not only in his love affair with more than 100 beauties from all walks of life, but also in his miraculous escape from a Venetian prison for felons.

During his time abroad, he worked for the Emperor and different governments, representing Portugal at international peace conferences and France on behalf of the Netherlands. His circle of friends is even more eye-catching, and the list includes friends = Zonclement XIII, King Frederick II of Prussia, and Tsarine Catherine II of Russia.

He is not only like a wizard who can do magic, but also makes people wonder if he is a spy, and he is also engaged in financial speculation, and he also does some translation work when he has time, and uses "Homer's Epic" to practice writing. In his later years, he lived in a small castle in Bohemia, watching the ups and downs of his hometown while writing an autobiography for the rest of his life.

Zhang Feng didn't know how he felt when he heard that the French had occupied Venice, and he died the year after Venice lost its freedom. After his death, his autobiography was published, a memoir with all his needs, not only about a man's life, but also about the final scene of the apocalyptic carnival in Venice. As soon as this book came out, men who had made friends all over the world lamented that they were men, and more people came to Venice to trace the traces of the contemporary Sodom.

After Zhang Feng finished walking around, it was almost dusk, St. Mark's Square was less noisy at noon, and the pigeons were quiet. Zhang Feng walked into the square again, stood in the center, and looked around. The church = the bell tower, the café, silent under the clouds, just like one day in May 1797. That day, as a witness to it, will never be forgotten.