C407 To spend the honeymoon with the young lady

As expected, Situ Lan had come after Ma Yingjie finished washing up for the old man. This time, she was accompanied by two other bodyguards who were carrying breakfast. After Ma Yingjie, Situ Lan and the old man finished washing up, the old man said, "Xiao Lan, take the little guy to have a good look around. He has also done a lot of things for you."

"Old Chief, this is what I should do. I think it's better if I stay here with the old leader. Ma Yingjie politely said, but Situ Lan was clearly glaring at him. He no longer dared to look at Situ Lan.

"Okay, Dad, you need to take your medicine on time and go to sleep. "We're leaving." As he said this, Situ Lan stood up first, and Ma Yingjie had no choice but to follow. Ma Yingjie looked at the old man emotionally and said, "Old Chief, you really care about me. Thank you very much. Sister Lan and I will be leaving together. "

"Go, child. I know that Sky Fortune is definitely busy, and there must be something that happened. You guys won't tell me, I understand. So, Xiao Lan, have fun. Dad can't accompany you, so just let the little guy accompany you. " It was only when the old man said this that Ma Yingjie understood how much the old man loved his daughter, but he clearly felt that Situ Lan's eyes lit up again. However, Situ Lan smiled and said, "Dad, you're really free. But, Ma Yingjie has worked hard, I'll take him for a walk, for Heaven's blessing big brother has just taken over the position of secretary, a lot of personnel and problems will need to be arranged by him. If there's nothing else, then you can just peacefully watch TV, sleep, and don't worry about it. " When Situ Lan said these words, she acted like a free wife and mother.

"I see. "I won't think too much about it. You should leave early and come back early." As he spoke, the old man waved his hand to allow Situ Lan and Ma Yingjie to leave.

Situ Lan took the lead and walked out. Ma Yingjie could only follow him down the stairs. As soon as they got in the car, Situ Lan said to Ma Yingjie, "You dislike me?" Don't you want to have a good look around? How many places have you seen in Beijing? "

"Thank you, Sister Lan." He knew that if he didn't express his feelings, Situ Lan would feel uncomfortable. In fact, he also wanted to take a look around. After the old man was in good spirits, everyone would feel much more relaxed.

It was still Ma Yingjie who drove. This time, Situ Lan's car belonged to the Ferrari. After the car was driven away, Situ Lan whispered to Ma Yingjie, "Were you nervous last night?"

Ma Yingjie turned to look at Situ Lan's mysterious appearance. He was still a bit flustered, but he quickly smiled and said, "No, I'm just envious. Emperor Mu, when will I be able to obtain 1 inch?" When Ma Yingjie said this, his face was filled with an air of scoundrel.

"Hmph, continue acting." You're clearly lying, and yet you pretend as if it's true. " Situ Lan slightly pursed her lips towards Ma Yingjie and added, "In fact, your eyes already told me what your heart is — —"

"Hehehe." Ma Yingjie couldn't help but laugh. "Nothing will escape your eyes. Then, where do you think I want to work the most?"

Ma Yingjie changed the topic to his own work. He really didn't dare to make love to Situ Lan anymore.

"Let's go to the Great Wall and the Thirteen Tombs." Situ Lan didn't want to discuss this with Ma Yingjie. It was obvious that she was waiting for Ma Yingjie's answer, and not for Ma Yingjie to probe her. She wouldn't give Ma Yingjie the chance to test her. "

Ma Yingjie no longer spoke as he wholeheartedly drove. That day, Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan went to the Thirteen Mausoleum and the Great Wall. Situ Lan became Ma Yingjie's tour guide. Ma Yingjie had always been interested in historical things, but of course, men liked these historical things. He was naturally extremely interested and followed behind Situ Lan.

"The Shrine of Thirteen Mausoleum is located in Yanshan, Changping County, Beijing. It is the largest, most intact and most magnificent mass burial site in our country. "The scenery here is beautiful, the environment beautiful, and a total of thirteen emperors, over fifty emperors and concubines of the Ming Dynasty are buried here …" On the side of the tour, Situ Lan introduced Ma Yingjie. Ma Yinjie's thoughts were like an omnipotent divine bird, soaring through time and space, soaring in the fiery sky of the beginning and end of the Ming Dynasty. He seemed to see Mongolian soldiers falling in batches after batches; he saw Zhu Yuanzhang as valiant as a fallen leaf; he saw the vast fleet crossing the western seas; he saw the eunuchs in charge of killing people in front of the gate of the east factory; he heard the roars of the intruder and he heard the long sighs of gratitude …

Ma Yingjie suddenly thought of Wu Du's Thirteen Mausoleum. He immediately felt that his heart had touched upon the nerves of these contenders. That's right, which war would result in a loss of blood and sacrifices? Even if it was Wu Du's Thirteen Tombs, which one of them didn't stand up from the battles? Thinking of this, Ma Yingjie realised that he should tell the boss about Ran Bing Bing and Qian Guangyao's matter. He should let him know that an even bigger battle was about to start again.

Situ Lan continued to speak, "The Thirteen Tombs are the largest, longest and most expensive tombs. The tomb master of Changling was Emperor Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di was the fourth son of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. His life was filled with heroism, and he was a brilliant emperor of feudalism. Descendants described it as' grand, with a fine beard, and a wise mind with a broad stratagem '. "It is worth mentioning that he had dispatched Zheng He, the 'eunuch of the Three Protectors', to lead a huge fleet of ships, loaded with precious goods such as gold, silver, silk, and porcelain, to sail across the western seas in exchange for precious treasures abroad, and to develop friendly relations between China and the peoples of the western seas. He had also raised the prestige of the Ming dynasty in the world and made unparalleled contributions to the later generations."

Ma Yingjie thought back. In truth, he didn't think that Situ Lan would have such a deep understanding of history. He was actually so familiar with it. No wonder she talked about government, one after another. It turned out that she was a reader and a learner. He wasn't the one who knew Ma Yingjie and only knew how to show off her princess temper.

After leaving the Mausoleum of Books, Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan arrived at a wide and quiet divine road. They stood motionless for more than six hundred years, and Ma Yingjie was touched by their loyalty. He could not tell from their faces whether they were happy or sad, nor could he find anything he wanted to know, but they were silent and loyal to the secrets of the royal family and the spirit of the emperor.

Before leaving, Ma Yingjie gently caressed one of the stone beasts. His response was heartfelt and ice-cold.

"The next destination is Dingling, and the tomb master is the Ming dynasty's third son, the Divine Radiant Sect. The Divine Ming Sect was the oldest monarch of the Ming Dynasty, and also a typical monarch who was lackadaisical and lazy. He was a very incompetent emperor, but he also had a bright spot in his life. Like other emperors, he was particularly fond of being surrounded by women. His lifestyle was not very serious, and his inspiration and ambition were only limited. " As Situ Lan walked along, Ma Yingjie discovered that Situ Lan was actually a person from the government. She was a person from a random family and knew that he had to look up to her.

Ma Yingjie discovered that he should rejoice. At the very least, he should be surrounded by experts. It was true that famous teachers would produce great disciples.

After seeing Dingling, Ma Yingjie and Situ Langdon went up to the north foothills of Swallow Mountain. The Thirteen Mausoleum seemed very small, like a stranded fishing boat or a building that had been abandoned for many years.

Situ Lan stood next to Ma Yingjie and softly said, "No matter how strong the palace is, it will collapse. No matter how strong the royal power is, it will decay. Situ Lan's words once again made Ma Yingjie feel that she was much taller than him.

"Any gains?" At this time, Situ Lan looked at Ma Yingjie and asked.

"Thank you, Sister Lan, for your great harvest." Ma Yingjie nodded with sincerity. He felt that he was standing between the lines of history and had gained a lot of enlightenment. History had always allowed people to gain enlightenment, to summarize and learn from it.

After Ma Yingjie and Situ Lan had driven away from the Thirteen Mausoleum, Ma Yingjie had thought that they were going back to the hospital. Although history was sometimes so similar that it was heartbreaking, if they didn't have a real shot, detailed text, and dilapidated remnants, it would have been hard to believe that history had left another scene. However, history was still history. Although history had already passed, it would not disappear without a trace. History did not just flow down a pile of information, a few inscriptions, and several ruins. This was Ma Yingjie's understanding of history. But, after they got in the car, Situ Lan only said, "History is dead, but humans are still alive."

Ma Yingjie turned his head to look at Situ Lan. At this time, her face was calm. It was so calm that it didn't seem like she was a woman, nor was it like she was introducing all sorts of historical knowledge about the Thirteen Mausoleum. Ma Yingjie didn't understand what sort of woman Situ Lan was. Love of her, like crazy to torture oneself at the same time, but also to kill others. However, when she explained history, she actually did not seem to have anything to do with women at all.

War had always kept women away, but how many of the men's struggles for power had no women behind them?

"All the disasters of history have been compensated for by great progress in history. History will give you a high point. And one cannot step into the same river twice. One must use history as a guide and look to the future. In this way, no matter what field you were in, you would become one of the best. All the outstanding people have stepped on the shoulders of others. The price of walking down this path is the meaning of history, do you understand? " As Situ Lan spoke these words beside Ma Yingjie, he was still wholeheartedly driving. Of course, he was also attentively listening to Situ Lan's words. After all, he discovered that Situ Lan was truly a wise man worthy of him learning.

"Sister Lan, I will study with you. I find that you know a lot of things." After Ma Yingjie drove the car onto the road, he looked at Situ Lan with a flattering smile.

"You silly brat, you will make me happy, but no matter if you are speaking from the heart or coaxing me, I am happy. "Come, let's go to Yuan Ming Yuan."