The county magistrate of Beitai is Chen Zikun's old subordinate Gong Zijun, he received Chairman Chen and his party in the county government, the county government is a simple shed, only able to shelter from the wind and rain, below the county magistrate, there is only one secretary, an entourage, two miscellaneous servants, and that's it.

The guests all lamented that the county government was really simple and simple, and Chen Zikun said that I had issued a decree that the county government in every county in the province should not be bigger than the local primary school, otherwise the county magistrate would fall to the ground.

Lin Wenjing and Lin Huiyin were speechless because of their sisters, Liang Sicheng pushed his glasses and said: "This doesn't seem to be a good **, but it's not bad, although the means are rude, but the purpose is good, I don't think any county magistrate dares to joke with his head." ”

Everyone laughed, lunch was eaten in the county government, Gong Zijun arranged a pot of wheat porridge, a basket of eggs and steamed buns, not even a meat dish, Chen Zikun said This is also the rule I set, the county magistrate's food can not exceed the local average standard, what the people eat, he has to eat.

After lunch, Gong Zijun said that I still have official business and can't accompany you to investigate, so I found a mule cart for the guests to travel, Chen Zikun and others got on the mule cart and began to survey from east to west.

Beitai County is a city that rises from flat land, the layout is disorderly, the overall is a long strip of east and west, spread along the Huaijiang River, the railway station and the Huaijiang Iron Bridge are the center of the city, there is an iron mine to the east, a coal mine, and a small wharf, to the west is the village shed, to the north is a large area of fertile land.

The road is dusty, the banks of the Huai River are overgrown with reeds, a train of locomotives on the magnificent iron bridge is spewing steam passing by, the mule cart is walking slowly on the country dirt road, the coachman is wearing a felt hat, wearing a cardigan with a clear background, holding a whip and smoking a paper cigarette, this cigarette is given to him by Chen Zikun, half a pack of cigarettes, the top of the day's fare.

The coachman didn't know that he was pulling Chairman Chen of this province, but he only knew that he was a guest of the provincial capital entertained by the county magistrate Gong, which was enough to make him proud, and it was estimated that he could blow for a long time after returning home, and Chen Zikun didn't look like an official, leather jacket, khaki pants and suede shoes, and a white silk scarf commonly used by pilots around his neck, which looked very foreign, the Lin sisters wore suspenders and sneakers, and Liang Sicheng was wearing a hunting suit, and the four of them looked like two couples who had seen the world.

I first visited the factories and mines in the east, and then turned to the villages in the western area, and heard Chen Zikun say that there is a cloud mountain on the five miles to the west, and there is an ancient tower and some stone carvings on the mountain that do not know the dynasty, Liang Sicheng and his wife suddenly became interested and had to take a look.

The altitude of Yunshan is not high, more than 300 meters, Chen Zikun had commanded the Seventh Mixed Brigade and the provincial army to conduct a big battle here when he was the envoy of the Jiangbei Protector Army, so he was more familiar with it, and led them to climb the mountain, the ancient tower has fallen into disrepair and is crumbling.

"The seven-story brick tower floats, and the style looks like it was from the Song Dynasty." Liang Sicheng took out his Zeiss camera and began to take pictures, Lin Huiyin took out his picture clips and charcoal to sketch, and Chen Zikun and Lin Wenjing went to the side to chat.

The two were busy for a long time, and finally finished measuring the ancient tower, and were about to look for the stone carvings, but they couldn't see Chen Zikun and Lin Wenjing.

"Chairman Chen, Sister Jing~~" Lin Huiyin shouted for a long time before he saw the two of them coming down from the mountain, with withered grass on their heads, and Lin Wenjing's face was flushed.

"What are you doing, I haven't seen you for a long time." Liang Sicheng asked, but Lin Huiyin secretly pinched him, so he stopped asking.

Chen Zikun looked at his watch and said, "It's not early, let's go back." ”

Suddenly, Lin Wenjing pointed to the sky and said, "Look! ”

Everyone looked up, and a group of geese were spreading their wings to the south.

Chen Zikun took off his rifle from the car, took aim, and shot a little in advance, and the gun rang out.

"Meat for dinner." Chen Zikun picked up his rifle and walked like a fly, picking up geese.

Dinner was eaten by the river, and the geese were roasted and eaten by the method of calling the chicken, and a few fatty big fish were bought from the fishermen, and they were boiled directly in the water of the Huaijiang River, and the fresh ones could bite off their tongues.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the embers of the bonfire curled with green smoke, Chen Zikun conjured a guitar out of nowhere, gently playing the melodious melody, Lin Huiyin was wrapped in a blanket and lay in Liang Sicheng's arms, quietly listening to Chen Zikun playing the piano, and said quietly: "If Shima was here, he would definitely write a poem." ”

Liang Sicheng lifted his glasses, smiled, and didn't say anything.

There are more mosquitoes on the riverside, four people go back to the sleeper train to sleep, the night is safe, the next day continue to survey the terrain, Jiangbei is such a big place, horizontal and vertical and horizontal, it is enough to look roughly, I heard that there are many ancient buildings in Nantai, Lin Hui asked to visit, so he took a canopy boat, from the Huai River into the Dawang River, and came to Nantai County by waterway.

The city wall of Nantai is still the foundation laid by the Ming Dynasty, the late Qing Dynasty made a long hair to rebuild it once, it has maintained its original flavor so far, the city is a stone road and a brick and wood structure of the street house, just the autumn rain just happened, the hazy illusion is like the truth, plus the man with the pigtail carrying the basket on his back, the woman with small feet, is like walking into the picture scroll of history.

Chen Zikun said in his heart that it would rain a little today, if he usually came, the street would be full of feces and urine, wild dogs running around, and the poetry and painting would be gone.

Lunch was eaten in the drunken immortal residence, Boss Lin had a stroke the year before last, has taken a back seat, and now the restaurant is his sister-in-law and his wife are supporting, the little girl who was timid in the past is already the cool boss lady with the child on her back, she was very impressed by Chen Zikun, and personally brought three jars of incense to the provincial chairman to drink, Zhou County Magistrate took a group of idle people in the county to accompany him, and the chicken, duck and fish meat were also happy, but there was no feeling of freedom and pleasure in Beitai County, and he always felt that he was pressed by heavy history.

Now that Chen Zikun's official position is big, everyone does not dare to make a time, the wine is not high, continue to play in the afternoon, and stay in the county government house at night, the young people who stay in the United States do not go to bed so early at night, get together to talk, Chen Zikun told them the story of the haunting here, which frightened the Lin family sisters with a pale face, and Lin Hui did not dare to relax because he held Liang Sicheng's hand tightly.

It was raining outside again, and Lin Huiyin didn't dare to listen to ghost stories anymore, so he dragged Liang Sicheng back to the bedroom, and only Chen Zikun and Lin Wenjing were left in the room.

There is no electricity in Nantai County, red candles are swaying, drizzle is falling, silence is better than sound, everything is in words.

Koukou (873 words deleted here) In the red tent, the two snuggled, and Chen Zikun said: "I remember that you have always liked to wear blue clothes, why did you wear red this time." ”

Lin Wenjing said coquettishly: "Fool, don't you understand this, red is the color of the bride." ”

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After returning to the provincial capital, Liang Sicheng and the Lin sisters worked for three days, and finally drew a panoramic blueprint of North Thailand and several architectural diagrams.

Liang Sicheng took the schematic diagram and explained: "The urban layout adopts the east-west direction according to the current model, and four main roads are designed to cross vertically and horizontally, the urban area is divided into east and west areas, the east of the railway station is the industrial area, and the west is the functional area and residential area, which is a decision made considering the four seasons wind direction in the Jiangbei area, and the industrial smoke will not affect the life of the citizens......

The landmarks of the city are the new railway station building in the center, with a Gothic dome and a huge chiming bell, and the center of the West End is the Municipal Building, a group of palace-like buildings in the traditional Chinese style, with hilltops and carved beams, but surrounded by Western-style fountains and squares.

"The municipal building includes a library, an assembly hall, offices, and is also a center for civic activities, and there are public facilities such as police stations, schools, and sports fields nearby, and residential buildings in the form of apartment buildings, with toilets and gas, of course, this is only a preliminary idea for us, and the detailed design drawings need to be produced by professional firms." Liang Sicheng talked eloquently and stated his design ideas.

Chan was overjoyed and said, "This is the city in my mind!" ”

Liang Sicheng said: "At the same time, we must not forget the greening and sewage, the sewer system must not be sloppy, Beijing is a beautiful city, but there is no sewer system but her beauty is greatly reduced, the street trees in Beitai take the French plane tree, and the camphor tree is planted on the river beach, by the way, you can name the four main roads." ”

Chen Zikun thought for a while and said: "This avenue along the river is called Freedom Road, the latter two are called Equality Road and Boai Road, and the outermost one is called ** Road, what do you think?" ”

Liang Sicheng said: "Very good! Wonderful! Alas, I really want to be a citizen of this city. ”

Chen Zikun said: "That's not simple, there are universities in the new city, and you and Hui Yin are here to teach." ”

Liang Sicheng said: "It's a pity that we have accepted Zhang Xueliang's letter of appointment to teach at Northeastern University, otherwise we can really consider helping you build this dream city." ”

Chen Zikun stretched out his hands: "Sicheng, thank you." ”

Liang Sicheng said: "You should be thankful to Miss Lin, Hui Yin and I just made some suggestions, most of the ideas were come up with her, and this picture was also drawn by her." ”

In such a short period of time, Lin Wenjing has worked hard to draw such a fine blueprint, Chen Zikun has mixed feelings, and wants to keep her, but looking at this beautiful drawing, you know that Lin Wenjing is passionate about architectural aesthetics, maybe Cornell University's School of Architecture and Design is where she should go.

Probably guessing Chen Zikun's entanglement, Liang Sicheng said: "Studying in the United States, the opportunity is rare, Miss Lin has won a scholarship, it's a pity not to go, and there are only a few years to go, so you can wait." ”

Chen Zikun patted Liang Sicheng on the shoulder: "Sicheng, you are really a good man." ”

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After the release of the general design plan of Beitai, Chen Zikun personally sent Liang Sicheng and them to Shanghai, from here it is more convenient to transfer to the sea ship to Fujian, and stay in Shanghai to wait for the ship for a few days, Chen Zikun and Lin Wenjing are like glue, which is equivalent to spending a honeymoon.

They stayed at the newly completed Chinachem Hotel on the Bund, the rooms of this hotel are divided into three classes, and there are only nine first-class rooms, which are Chinese, British, American, French, Italian, German, West Indian, and Japanese style decoration and furniture arrangement, Chen Zikun opened two sets of first-class rooms, Chinese and American, Chinese-style rooms for Liang Sicheng and his wife to live, and himself and Lin Wenjing to live in American.

At noon that day, the four of them were eating in the restaurant, and suddenly the manager came, followed by a messenger holding a tray, politely saying to Chen Zikun to disturb and serve the tray.

Inside the tray was a letter of transoceanic telegraph, emblazoned with the logo of the American International Telegraph and Telephone Company.

Chen Zikun opened it and saw that it was an urgent telegram from Mu Yichen from New York.

"U.S. stocks have plummeted, and funds are urgently needed to buy the bottom."

Chen Zikun took the telegram into his arms, gave the waiter a dollar tip, and casually raised his glass and said, "Let's continue." ”

At this time, how did he know that the Great Depression in American history had come.