Chapter 385 changed the old city Xiaosheng made a move, and the original Xiaosheng sighed at the exquisite calligraphy of the old man. The old man actually pushed the door in, and saw that Yuan Xiaosheng and his granddaughter were reading his words, so he turned a pair of reproachful eyes to his granddaughter, and greeted Yuan Xiaosheng: "The former county magistrate, are you here?" Yuan Xiaosheng hurriedly greeted him, shook the old man's hand, and said enthusiastically: "I really didn't expect you to be our Tiaoshan people." Old Man Qi said modestly: "It's all useless false names, which made the former county magistrate smile." After that, let the granddaughter go to serve tea.

Yuan Xiaosheng opened the topic and said: "I can't hide it, I came this time for the demolition of Linshan Street." I was still embarrassed just now, but now that I see you, I have the bottom in my heart. To be honest, not only me, but many people in the county have opinions about the demolition of Linshan Street. It's just that County Magistrate Chen insists on going his own way, and we people can't help it. After a pause, he said tentatively: "If you can come forward to mediate in front of County Magistrate Chen, Linshan Street will definitely be saved." ”

Qi Yun stroked his gray goatee and said, "Former county magistrate, since you have said it here, I don't seem to be hiding anything from you." Magistrate Ma also told me before that I am just an ordinary man and I really don't want to participate in political affairs. Or what I said that day, County Magistrate Chen is bent on demolishing and renovating Linshan Street, and he must have a reason, even if I come forward to tell him, I'm afraid it won't have any effect. Please be smart. ”

As soon as he heard Qi Yun's words, Yuan Xiaosheng was a little anxious, how could Qi Yun be considered a celebrity, how could he say it so irresponsible, and continued to persuade: "Old man, even if you don't want to participate in political affairs, you should think about this old street, and think about the cultural heritage of our Tiaoshan." Once Linshan Street is demolished, it will no longer exist, and the loss is not a matter of one street. ”

Xiaoxue on the side couldn't understand Grandpa's thoughts, and also helped on the side: "Grandpa, our family has lived on this street for decades, can you bear to let it be ruined like this." I know that you don't want to see the demolition of Linshan Street, so why don't you want to stand up and say something. ”

Qi Yun couldn't say anything about Yuan Xiaosheng, and when he saw that his granddaughter also interjected, he turned the spearhead and said to his granddaughter: "What do you know about a little child." Society wants to develop, the times want to progress, what is it to demolish a street, ** era, so many cultural relics and monuments are demolished as feudal remnants, do you still care about this street? Besides, I'm a bad old man, how can I interfere with the government's work? If the government lets it be demolished, we will demolish it, and if the government lets it move, we will move it, is it that there is no place for me to live in such a big mountain? ”

Qi Yun's words to teach his granddaughter a lesson also reminded Yuan Xiaosheng. A person of Qi Yun's age should have suffered in the ** era, and he has a very deep understanding of society and the government, that is, no matter how thick his arms are, he can't twist his thighs, and it's better to have more than one thing.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaosheng immediately realized that his whimsical idea to ask Qi Yun to come forward to stop Chen Lidong from demolishing Linshan was somewhat whimsical, so he simply didn't mention the matter again, just chatted with the old man about calligraphy, and then got up to say goodbye.

When she went out, Qi Ruxue seemed to be reluctant, and Yuan Xiaosheng also had a good impression of her, so she left each other's contact information, and asked Qi Ruxue to go to Fuyuan to play when she was fine.

All the way from Linshan Street to the Restoration Garden, Yuan Xiaosheng's mind was almost solidified, and he couldn't think of a way to solve the problem of demolition on Linshan Street.

Fortunately, seeing that the Spring Festival is coming, even if Chen Lidong is in a hurry to demolish Linshan Street, it is not a matter of a while, and it will definitely not be carried out until after the beginning of spring.

At this time, as soon as the car turned, it was about to drive out of Linshan Street, but a stone monument on the side of the road suddenly attracted the attention of Yuan Xiaosheng. Yuan Xiaosheng gradually slowed down the speed of the car, took a closer look, only to find that it was written with the words "National Second-class Cultural Relics Protection Unit", and then looked at the date below, only to know that the stele tree has been up for fifteen years now, and it looks rusty, and it has been a little blurry.

However, this stone tablet made Yuan Xiaosheng's eyes light up immediately. No matter how many years this stele has been erected now, it can be proved that the Cultural Relics Bureau once classified the buildings of Linshan Street in the early Qing Dynasty and left this stele behind. It's just that because of our system, this kind of thing often loses its original meaning with the passage of time and the change of personnel.

Yuan Xiaosheng got out of the car, found a rag from the trunk, wiped the dust off the stele, looked at it carefully, and recorded the words behind. According to the above written records, as Qi Yun said, Linshan Street was built in the sixth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, which has a history of nearly 300 years, and was originally built by a wealthy merchant surnamed Li. After Dolgon left, a wealthy merchant surnamed Li gave it to Shi Lei Yanxing, the assassin of Yinan Province at that time.

In order to express his kindness to the wealthy businessman surnamed Li, Lei Yanxing drew a larger place for him to rebuild his family business, and then Linshan Street flourished, and gradually merchants from all over the world settled here, probably during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, forming today's climate.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the warlords fought each other, the smoke of gunpowder broke out everywhere, the people were not able to make a living, and countless houses were destroyed because of the war. Therefore, at this time, Linshan Street was further expanded. At this time, the descendants of the surname Li sold back the private house that was previously given to the government through various channels.

It can be said that the development and changes of Linshan Street have been able to represent China's historical evolution in the past 300 years to a certain extent, and for such an important cultural relic, it will be demolished because Chen Lidong wants to curry favor with a big person. If this kind of thing is allowed to happen under his nose, Yuan Xiaosheng's conscience will never be at peace.

After copying the inscription, Yuan Xiaosheng was so excited that he immediately went to the county cultural center. As soon as I arrived at the cultural center, I found that I was a little too violent, today is Sunday, in the compound of the cultural center, in addition to those profitable units are still thriving, but the few houses belonging to the cultural center are empty. Yuan Xiaosheng couldn't wait to call Ning Xiaoyi, asked the name and contact number of the director of the cultural center, and immediately dialed it.

The current county-level cultural center originally belonged to a subordinate unit of the Cultural Bureau, but because there was no public economic source and no specific work, they had basically changed their production and started a side business, and the people in the cultural center also had their own things to do. When Yuan Xiaosheng called the curator, the curator didn't know where to rehearse the program for others, so he was a little angry when he answered Yuan Xiaosheng's phone and said: "Hey, who, didn't you hear that I was busy, I'll talk about it later." "I'm going to hang up the phone.

Yuan Xiaosheng said in a stern tone: "You are the director of the Wei Curator, Yuan Xiaosheng, the deputy county magistrate of my county government, rush to the cultural center for me within ten minutes, I will wait for you here!" After speaking, he didn't allow the curator to speak, and closed the phone with a snap.

Dealing with this kind of person, Yuan Xiaosheng is still familiar with the road, if you don't give him some color, he can drag you until the evening.

Ten minutes later, the curator stood in front of Yuan Xiaosheng with a swollen red face, and said with a smile: "Yuan County Magistrate, you don't rest on Sunday." What are your instructions? As he spoke, he opened the door of his office, turned on the water heater, and was about to prepare tea for Yuan Xiaosheng.

Yuan Xiaosheng said lukewarmly: "Curator Wei, thank you for your hard work." I have something here that I want you to check with. As he spoke, he took out the inscription that he had just copied, put it on the table, and continued: "When Linshan Street was listed as a national second-class cultural relics protection unit, you should know it in your heart." ”

Curator Wei hurriedly took the inscription and looked at it for a long time before he smiled: "This was a long time ago, I remember that it seems to be more than nine years." I don't remember exactly what year it was. That year, the state conducted a census of cultural relics and buildings, and after the census was completed, it was given a second-class cultural relics protection unit. He smiled and said, "At that time, I was still working in the Propaganda Department, and I really didn't know very well. If the former county magistrate wants to know more about it, you can ask Director Qi. He lives on Linshan Street, and his granddaughter seems to have a shop there, what's it called...... By the way, it's called Forget Immortal Pavilion, which specializes in framing calligraphy and paintings. Or...... I'm going to take you there? ”

Yuan Xiaosheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Qi Yun was the director of the former cultural center, and he went there twice, but this old man didn't even mention a word, and he didn't realize that he also had some prejudices about this old man who was very famous in the calligraphy world in China, and waved his hand and said: "Director Qi, I'll go by myself another day." Do you have any information about Linshan Street here, show it to me, I want to take it away. ”

The curator probably didn't know why a newly appointed deputy county magistrate was so interested in Linshan Street, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he responded with a hippie smile, asked Yuan Xiaosheng to wait in his office for a while, went to the archives in person, searched for a long time, and then brought a lot of documents and materials and put them in front of Yuan Xiaosheng.

Yuan Xiaosheng took a rough look, and there were not only a lot of documents about Linshan Street, but also some black and white old photos, all of which really recorded everything in the past of Linshan Street. This made Yuan Xiaosheng even more excited all of a sudden, stood up and patted Curator Wei on the shoulder, and asked symbolically, "Curator Wei, can I take these materials with me?" As he spoke, he had put the documents together.

The deputy county magistrate wants to see the basic documents, how dare the director of a cultural center not let them be taken away, not to mention that once these documents are taken away by Yuan Xiaosheng, his director Wei will also have the opportunity to contact the deputy county magistrate, why not do it. Hurriedly helped Yuan Xiaosheng sort out the information, held it in his arms, and said, "The former county magistrate is talking about that, I'll put it in the car for you." ”