On two separate occasions, I saw that all the tourists visiting the Forbidden City were country bumpkins. I couldn't understand their language, and they chattered arrogantly, their mouths full of disdain for the collections in the Forbidden City.
"The artifacts in our London museums are far more exquisite and beautiful than those here!"
"I was hoping to see what good stuff was here, but it turned out to be just average."
A woman in the same hall overheard these words, frowned, glanced at the two foreigners, and was about to step forward when a man rushed ahead of her.
Cheng Huasheng sneered and turned to look at the two old Englishmen who were spouting nonsense.
He stepped forward and walked towards the two old British men.
"What kind of artifacts did your British Museum possess to be established? Do I need to retell the history? You stole things from us and now you flaunt them in front of our own people. I'd like to ask these two international friends, where do you get your confidence?"
These two people from the British Empire never expected that someone could understand what they were saying and even converse with them in fairly fluent English.
They looked Cheng Huasheng up and down with suspicion, then sneered, "Even if you retell history, you can't change the fact that the strong win and the weak lose. Our collection in the London Museum is spoils of war, the glory of our victory!"
Cheng Huasheng wasn't the type to argue; he was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged.
my country's modern history is too heavy a burden, and he couldn't find any way to refute these two old British men.
Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli exchanged a glance. Zhou Mingli smiled and nudged her.
“You’re a sent-down youth,” he said silently to Jiang Ci. “A high school graduate.”
Jiang Ci's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but think how damn useful it was to have the identity of a high school graduate.
Even without Zhou Mingli saying so, Jiang Ci would have stood up.
"In 1854, the Anglo-French allied forces fought against the Russian army. In the Battle of Balaklava during the Crimean War, the light cavalry was completely wiped out."
In 1940, Germany occupied France, and the Allied forces were forced to retreat to Dunkirk. In 1942, Japan attacked your country's base in Singapore, the British surrendered, 80,000 soldiers were captured, and the Battle of Arnhem took place…”
"How could you, who call yourselves the empire on which the sun never sets, fail so many times?"
The sudden interruption of a woman's voice, slow but clear, made the two foreigners blush.
"We've won so many times, yet you only remember our defeats!" one of them said indignantly, his eyes wide. "You're just being unreasonable!"
Jiang Ci smiled slightly, "Yes, you have won many times, but do I need to remember your achievements? Just like you only remember our crushing defeat back then, and remember being smug with those so-called trophies of victory, why can't I remember your failures?"
The two foreigners were completely taken aback by what they were being told.
These two clearly lacked the skill to argue; Jiang Ci's barrage of words left them speechless.
Jiang Ci remained calm, sizing up the two people, and said, "I remember that our country treats foreign friends like you with preferential treatment. You enjoy our preferential treatment, yet you are here slandering our cultural relics. Is this how you treat yourselves as guests?"
The woman was stunned for a long time when she heard Jiang Ci's unusually calm and articulate English.
"Hey, what are they saying in gibberish? Comrade, could you translate for us?"
Someone rushed up to Zhou Mingli, wanting him to translate for them.
Zhou Mingli glanced at the other person and saw that many people were looking at him.
The reason these two foreigners dared to spout such nonsense is because there are very few travelers who can understand English.
But these passengers will enjoy the spectacle.
Chinese people love to join in the fun. Cheng Huasheng stood alone in front of the two foreigners, his eyes filled with anger as he spoke.
They immediately recognized that it must be a fight between compatriots and foreigners.
A little while later, another woman started rambling on and on, saying things that Ingrid couldn't understand. They just wanted to know what had happened.
Zhou Mingli calmly replied, "I don't understand it either."
Li Ailian tugged at Cheng Huasheng, asking him to help translate.
“These two foreigners slandered our cultural relics, saying how good the Chinese cultural relics displayed in their British Museum were. I couldn’t stand it, so I went up to argue with them. They, on the other hand, thought that the spoils of war were worth showing off.”
"Hey, my fist's hard now!"
"These foreigners are all bad people!"
"Comrade, you're too soft! Watch me go up and beat them up!"
It has only been seventy years since the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China. Some older Beijing residents still feel deeply about those humiliations and tirelessly tell their children and grandchildren about that period of history.
How many of the old Beijing residents present grew up listening to these historical accounts? And how many of their relatives personally experienced the war and died on the battlefield?
Everyone present shared the same emotion towards these robbers—anger and resentment.
Some of the calmer ones pulled back the restless people and said, "Hand them over to the police! This is the Forbidden City; it wouldn't be good if they damaged the cultural relics."
Cheng Huasheng also disapproved of using force, saying, "They didn't mention Comrade Jiang! Comrade Jiang is the female comrade I was talking about!"
"Comrade Jiang was talking about how many defeats these two foreign countries, which were subordinate to each other, had experienced in history."
Cheng Huasheng explained it clearly and even thought Jiang Ci's last words were very eloquent.
They translated it word for word for the passengers.
The passengers found it very satisfying to hear.
"If you look down on us, then get lost! Foreigners! We're not going to entertain you!"
"Don't you even know where you are right now? And you still dare to spout nonsense!"
The tourists were drawn to the two foreigners and launched into a tirade of traditional Chinese culture.
They couldn't understand what the British were saying; it was their national essence, and even these two British people couldn't understand it.
Judging from their indignant expressions, it was clear that something must have happened that was detrimental to them.
The two foreigners, being stared at with predatory eyes, naturally felt extremely uncomfortable.
It's like entering a wolf's den, guarded by a pack of vicious wolves. If they do anything wrong, you'll be killed instantly!
What are they saying?
"How should I know!"
The two of them couldn't understand either, and were extremely annoyed.
Jiang Ci kindly helped them translate, "They seem to be saying that Scotland has always been trying to gain independence, pillock."
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