Chapter 117 [Sunshan Mausoleum]

Carrying a large bag of small bags, Ai Yige walked out of the hospital with Jin Kezhu. Before leaving, hello to the doctor, so the doctor naturally let him go with a smile on his face.

After getting on the bus, Ai Yige suddenly thought of a question: "Oh, I'll go back tonight. It's too hasty. It's not too late now. There's no one in your house for more than a month. There must be dust everywhere and bedding has to be replaced. Otherwise, I'd better go to the hotel to stay for one day tonight. Let's put your things back first, and then find a hotel nearby to let you stay. Let's go to meet the old king and the others tomorrow morning."

Hearing Ai Yige's words, Jin Kezhu was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, and she showed a bit of a hesitation, as if she was a little hesitant.

Ai Yige looked at Jin Kezhu's expression and didn't know what this girl was doing, but she was not easy to ask, so she had to look at her strangely.

"They are not ready yet!" Jin Kezhu hesitated for a while, and finally said something like a mosquito in his voice.

Ai Yige was stunned for a long time, but he really didn't understand what Jin Kezhu was saying, what she meant she wasn't ready yet, was she not ready to meet the old king and Margaret? What's there to prepare for?

"There is nothing to prepare for meeting the old king and Margaret. The old king has no royal arrogance. He is just a very kind old man. Needless to say, Margaret is just a lively little brat."

Jin Kezhu slowly shook her head: "I don't mean that, I mean...I...is not ready!"

Ai Yigo was even more confused. He grabbed the hair on his head for a long time and couldn't get in. What was Jin Kezhu doing? He wasn't ready. What else could she do except the old king and Margaret?

After looking at Jin Kezhu for a long time, Jin Kezhu was so embarrassed that she could not lower her head anymore. She almost buried her crotch. Her shy expression made Ai Yige feel extremely familiar. Suddenly, he suddenly felt a little enlightened, but he was also a little ridiculous. How could this girl think of that aspect? It was really difficult for her.

Holding back the smile, Ai Yige lit Jin Kezhu's head and said with a pout, "Where did you think of, you little girl? I just said to take you to a hotel, and then I will come home and pick you up tomorrow morning to visit the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum with the old king and the others. You can actually think wrongly... Alas, the world has changed..."

Jin Kezhu then suddenly raised her head and stared at Ai Yige. She couldn't help but laugh. After laughing, she defended herself: "Who told you that you are always so hooligan? Who knows if you have such an idea..."

Ai Yige was speechless and thought to himself that I was so good, why were I named such a great title by two girls as hooligans? Moreover, these two were girls who had something to do with me before the world traveled through time.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Your family really can't live in. Let's go back and clean up tomorrow!" At this point, Ai Yige can only talk about some serious matters, hoping to distract this topic.

Fortunately, Jin Kezhu didn't intend to delve into this topic, so she just said: "Well, it's good to go to the hotel. But if I go out with you tomorrow, it will definitely be evening when I come back, and I still don't have time to clean up."

Ai Yige thought about it, but he insisted: "Then let's stay in the hotel for another night tomorrow night, and go back to clean up the day after tomorrow."

Jin Kezhu slowly shook her head: "No, I'm not used to staying in a hotel, but I'd rather sleep comfortably at home."

Ai Yige thought for a while and said, "That's fine. I'll find someone to help you clean up tomorrow. You can go out with me with peace of mind and wait for you to come back. It's guaranteed to be a brand new home."

"No!" This time, Jin Kezhu's reaction was a little strong. He soon seemed to feel that his attitude was wrong, so he lowered his voice and said, "I'm not used to others touching my bedding. If someone touches my quilt and bed sheets, I will not sleep soundly."

After saying this, Ai Yige also remembered that when they lived together, the bed sheets and quilts on the bed were always replaced by Jin Kezhu himself, and he never bothered Ai Yige. It was not that Ai Yige was unwilling to help Jin Kezhu do such a job, but Jin Kezhu didn't give him a chance to do it at all. He would always change everything on the bed before he came back.

After thinking about it, I was not in a hurry anyway. I should accommodate Jin Kezhu more now, so I nodded and said, "That's it, I'll take you to a hotel room tonight and sleep for a night. Just check in tomorrow morning. I'll come to you after I finish my work tomorrow night."

Jin Kezhu looked serious: "Okay, but if you are busy tomorrow, don't come. I will go to bed early tomorrow and plan to go to the company the day after tomorrow. Our company is full of carrots and pits, and this time it will definitely make Little Lemon and Big Sister Head busy."

Ai Yige smiled and touched Jin Kezhu's face without saying a word. Then he started the car and sent Jin Kezhu back, put down his things, and took her to the nearby Jinsili Sheraton to open a room. He repeatedly told her to finish taking a shower, lay on the bed, covered her with her own quilt, and then left reluctantly.

Before leaving, Jin Kezhu stretched out his hands from the quilt and made a hug at Ai Yige. Ai Yige stopped and walked to Jin Kezhu, hugged her, and then kissed her gently on her forehead, leaving Jin Kezhu.

When she woke up, Ai Yige called Jin Kezhu first. Jin Kezhu had already gotten up and went home. She was busy cleaning. Ai Yige stopped bothering her. After caring for a few words, she hung up the phone and called the old king again.

"Mr. Ai got up very early! Haha!" The old king's voice on the phone looked very energetic.

"Are you used to this, have you and Margaret both got up? If it's convenient, I'll pick you up now."

The old king immediately replied, "Haha, welcome to the great master. But Mr. Ai, can I give you a small opinion?"

"Oh? You said, just give me instructions if you have anything to say." Ai Yigo was a little surprised. He didn't think the old king was the kind of person who would make any requests.

The old king smiled and said, "It's not a question of giving instructions, but I think we are traveling in private now, and we want to be as low-key as possible when traveling. I think, if it's convenient, can you not drive your Bentley? Your car will look too conspicuous even if it's in Europe."

When Ai Yige heard this, he laughed: "So this is it. No problem. I'll find a civilian car!"

"It's causing trouble for Mr. Ai."

"It's okay, it's absolutely glorious to be able to serve His Majesty the King as an earl." After saying that, Ai Yigo hung up the phone and held up the phone to think about who should I borrow a car? The friends around me had at least one million cars. Peng Lianqing was a little low-key, and he was also a top-equipped Audi TTS with more than 800,000 yuan, and that car could not accommodate three people.

After thinking about it, I found that there were cars in my company that were less than 100,000 yuan. Although they met the requirements of the old king, the cars were too cold and were all small-displacement cars, so it was quite tiring to drive.

Finally, he called Peng Lianqing. Peng Lianqing said there was no problem and helped Ai Yige borrow a car from his colleagues at the unit. He made an appointment with Ai Yige to meet at the intersection of Xianlin. Ai Yige prepared and set off.

When he saw Peng Lianqing, the guy parked his car on the side of the road, leaned against the front of the car and was smoking a cigarette. When he saw Ai Yige stopping the car, he smiled and joked, "You are too big-tailed wolf, right? You want to go to Xianlin to take a student? You also have to pretend to be poor. This is a bit unethical!"

Ai Yige laughed and cursed: "Get out! I have something to do. Let me tell you again afterwards. I can't explain it clearly for a while. Don't talk nonsense, give me the car keys as soon as possible."

"Oh, you're quite anxious! I'm not going to be poor with you anymore, get out of here!" As he said that, he threw the car key over.

Ai Yige took the Audi A6 key that Peng Lianqing threw over and drove the car toward Xianlin at lightning. He soon arrived at Yanming Villa. When he was approaching, he called the old king and asked them to prepare to go out. When he drove the car to the door of Yanming Villa, he saw the gorgeous Margaret, standing at the door with his well-dressed old king, standing at the door.

After getting on the bus, Ai Yige drove straight to Zhongshan Mausoleum without saying a word. After a while, he drove the bus from Baima Park to the mountain.

"This mountain is called Zijin Mountain. There is a group of tombs from the Ming Dynasty in China, called the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, and there is also a temple called Linggu Temple. The innermost part is the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. There are also music stations, botanical gardens, observatories, etc. This is a place with a large number of tourists. Does Your Majesty the King plan to turn around or just go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum?" Ai Yigo was skillfully turning the steering wheel while introducing to the old king and Margaret. When the car passed a turn, he remembered that he had improved his relationship with Zhao Xinnan here.

"You can check out the Ming Xiaoling Temple and Linggu Temple. For nothing else, it's a landscape that can be seen everywhere. But I still want to go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum first. I wonder if this is convenient?"

Ai Yigo smiled and said, "It's nothing inconvenient, but after you arrive at the mountain gate, all the rest have to hike. Your Majesty the King's health is fine, right?"

"Haha, it should be no big problem, but you two young people need to take care of me, the old man!" the old king said with a smile, and asked another question: "Also, Mr. Ai, can you stop calling me Your Majesty the King in a while? I believe that many people will be able to understand English along the way."

Ai Yige smiled and said to himself that, although he would not have any major problems, he was easily regarded as a lunatic and drove a car worth 500,000 to His Majesty the King. It would be strange if he could think they were normal.

"Haha, I'm used to it. But what should I call you?"

"Just like Margaret, call me grandpa, it's the most convenient way."

After agreeing, Ai Yige's car stopped at the door of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. He got off the car first and helped the old king open the door. The three of them bought tickets and walked slowly up the rope on the top of the big bell in the unique building of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

While walking, Ai Yigo introduced: "If we look down from aerial aerial photos, it is actually the style of the rope on the top of a big bell. The entire Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is made into the shape of a big bell, even from a purely architectural point of view, it is a very magnificent design."

The old king nodded frequently and sighed: "Yes, Chinese architecture has always been very famous in the world. Not only in terms of structural style, but also in terms of technology, it was also ahead of this world a hundred years ago. In other words, it has developed a little slower in recent decades and seems a little behind. But in some technologies, it is still leading. I heard that there is another building in China, with all the wooden structures and not even a single nail. This is simply an unimaginable treasure in the history of architecture. The Chinese are really too smart."

"Haha, there are many of this in China. There are such buildings in many places. On this mountain, next to Linggu Temple, there is a hall called Wuliang Hall. The entire hall does not use any wooden or iron structure, is built with pure bricks, and has no beams. It was built in the 14th century and is also the only building in the entire Linggu Temple that has not been rebuilt so far." Ai Yige said casually that as a Nanjing native, this kind of thing is naturally handy.

The old king seemed to be very interested in the old eyes, "So, you must take a good look. Haha, Mr. Ai may not know, I am also very interested in architecture."

Just chatting like this, the three of them spent almost the whole morning visiting the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, and then walked out of the gate of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum along the rope.

"Grandpa, it's noon. Let's have some food nearby, and then take a little rest. I'll take you to Linggu Temple again."

The old king smiled: "Okay, it's good to try authentic Chinese food."

In the car, Aiyigo brought the old king and Margaret to the State Guesthouse, and ordered a table of dishes in the State Guesthouse. The old king ate with relish, and Margaret seemed a little uninterested. After all, I ate too many snacks with Aiyigo yesterday and brought a lot of them back. Now, it is normal to see these ordinary meals without much interest.

After dinner, Aiyigo originally wanted to open a room directly at the State Guesthouse for the old king and Margaret to rest, but the State Guesthouse had a large meeting these days, and the entire guest room department was directly booked. However, seeing that it was Aiyigo, the other party said that he could adjust a room, but the old king refused this kindness and felt that there was no need to interfere with the normal progress of the meeting. Aiyigo thought about it and followed the old king's wishes. What they asked was to be low-key, so why should he do so far-fetched?

However, the old king was obviously still a little tired, so he simply took a nap in the car. Ai Yige parked the car at the door of Linggu Temple. After the old king had rested, he could go in directly.
Chapter completed!