C472 A Student
C472 A Student
Since Qin Chuqing liked to ride a horse carriage, Zhao Quan hired a horse carriage. The two of them sat unsteadily on the horse carriage, looking at the foreign scenery on both sides of the road. They enjoyed the warm sun and the gentle breeze, very comfortable and comfortable.
Zhao Quan did not continue teasing her, but accompanied her down the horse carriage. Wen Hao arrived at Wen Hao's former residence.
Wen Hao, Wen Hao.
Of course, Wen Hao was only a nickname. But because his literary achievements were too high, everyone respected him as Wen Hao. As for his real name, not many people knew.
Under Qin Chuqing's request, the two paid the tickets and entered Wen Hao's former residence.
"It looks quite new. It should be that the local conquest has been renovated, right?"
After entering the door, Qin Chuqing looked around and muttered to herself.
Zhao Quan smiled and shook his head. "It is not renovated. It is rebuilt. The real old house was already destroyed in World War II, and this old house was rebuilt after the war. In the real old residence, Wen Hao had lived for more than 50 years, and it had been built for more than 200 years. No matter how it was renovated, it would not be like today."
Qin Chuqing was slightly stunned. She had forgotten about this. Wen Hao, Wen Hao, was a figure from more than 200 years ago.
Wen Hao and Wen Hao lived in a Baroque style house. It did not look fancy at all.
The bottom floor was used as a kitchen and to store miscellaneous items. After a simple four-wheeled carriage was repaired, it quietly stopped at the corner of the wall where it had been parked. More than 200 years ago, Wen Hao had taken this carriage to travel all over the world, obtaining the rich experience and open field of vision needed by a great poet.
Zhao Quan and Qin Chuqing stepped on the creaking wooden stairs and went upstairs. They walked into Wen Hao's reception room, living room, and work room.
The reception room was very spacious, and it was as bright as a new triangular piano. It was very eye-catching.
Zhao Quan accompanied Qin Chuqing as they strolled around the old residence and introduced her to them.
"Wen Hao and Wen Hao had lived here for 50 seasons. Most of his works, including the most important ones, were completed here, so even this city became an important cultural city."
"And this triangular piano was used by writers, poet, and dramatic people who came from the country to visit. When everyone held 'Music Salon' together, it was probably used for drinking tea."
The house to the east was not very spacious but very bright. It was the work room of Wen Hao and Wen Hao.
In the middle of the room was a dark wooden desk. The quill that Wen Hao used was naturally inserted into the pen holder. On the bookshelf on the wall, the literary work that had been published by the writer was neatly arranged. It was a simple but refreshing room.
Through the window, he looked outside. It was a small garden, but the garden was filled with green.
Zhao Quan continued to introduce to Qin Chuqing, "In this room, Wen Hao completed many works that made him famous in the world."
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As he introduced, Zhao Quan brought Qin Chuqing to the library.
The books were still in good condition, but they had already turned yellow.
Zhao Quan continued, "The books here come from all over the world. What's worth mentioning is that Wen Hao admires our culture very much."
"In this house, he has read many books about us."
"In a conversation with his assistant, he evaluated the people of Huaxia in his mind in such a way. Those people have the same thoughts, actions, and feelings as us. Soon, we feel that we are the same kind of people."
Zhao Quan explained everything in detail, which stunned Qin Chuqing.
There were even many tourists following Zhao Quan. They even praised the knowledgeable staff.