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Chapter 78 8. Jiang Ting re-titled "Hundred Character Order": Last night, a dream and spring are far away, and the country is better in the dream

Yang Du 唐浩明 10042Words 2018-03-16
The news of Yuan Shikai's resignation to the people soon spread overseas, and the reformers overseas were all rejoicing and applauding.Kang Youwei, who is active in Southeast Asia, firmly believes that this is the result of Zaifeng's revenge for his brother, and believes that Zaifeng is determined and promising, and will definitely inherit his brother's career in the 1898 year.After more than ten years of exile in a foreign country, he finally looked forward to the day when he returned to China to be the emperor's teacher.He had two exchanges with Zhang Zhidong in the past, so he sent a letter to Zhang from Honolulu, asking Zhang to forward it to the regent.Zhang Zhidong couldn't see the development trend of the current situation for a while, so he locked the letter in the bookcase, and neither submitted it to the regent nor replied to Kang Youwei's letter.

At the same time, Liang Qichao also took action.Last year, Liang Qichao received a letter from Yang Du to clarify Yuan Shikai's whistleblowing in the Year of 1898, and he was skeptical.Soon, Yuan Shikai sued the Political News Agency in front of Cixi.Embarrassed, Cixi forcibly disbanded the Zhengwen Society and severely punished its backbone.Zhengwenshe is a group formed by some Constitutionalists with the purpose of quickly convening a congress and establishing a responsible cabinet, and Liang Qichao is behind it.Yuan Shikai's move made Liang Qichao very angry, so he didn't believe what Yang Duxin said at all.As early as the 1898 year, Liang had been in contact with Shanqi.At this time, he wrote a long letter to Shanqi, saying, "Yuan evil is gone, people's hearts are happy, and Jian Guoying is broken, which makes people cry. From then on, the world will be restored, and the country's future is hopeful."Next, count Yuan Shikai's disasters to the country in the Jiawu, 1898, and Gengzi years, and suggest that this case should not involve many people, and at the same time recruit talents, affirm the political platform, and issue a big edict to show the imperial court's efforts to govern and reform the people. .It also specifically pointed out that the words of the imperial edict must be extremely painful, and must be touching enough.Shanqi was quite moved after seeing it, and passed it on to Zaifeng.Zaifeng ignored it.

Another person wrote a letter, saying that Tan Sitong and other six gentlemen should be rehabilitated and Zhaoxue should be rehabilitated, and the reputation of Weng Tonghe, the teacher of Dezong, should be restored, etc.Zaifeng agreed to revoke Weng's punishment and appointed a reinstatement officer, which was regarded as restoring Weng's reputation.But for Kang, Liang, Tan Sitong and others, the original proposal is still maintained.Zhang Zhidong quietly burned the letter from Kang Youwei. During this period, Zaifeng's plan to keep the general power in the hands of the royal family was carried out successively.In the end, he was no match for the strength of Er Niang and Liu Di, so he could only offend Fujin, and sent Xun Beile the post of Minister of the Navy, and sent him to go to European countries to inspect the navy immediately, so that Lao Liu could gain some naval knowledge.Then, through the mouth of the three-year-old child, he appointed himself as the temporary acting generalissimo, and set up a military consultation office first, and ordered Yulang and Zai Tao to manage it.So the land and navy of the whole country are in the hands of the royal family.Zaifeng thought that the military power was consolidated, and the imperial power of the Qing Empire would never be easy.

In order to win over the constitutionalists in China, Zaifeng put on a posture of being enthusiastic about constitutionalism.First, follow the example of a constitutional country where the prime minister is responsible for the deputy agency, stipulating that the decree must be signed by the minister of military affairs.Next, another decree was issued, declaring its determination to establish a constitution.Subsequently, the provincial public opinion organizations - Consultation Bureaus were established one after another.Soon, the imperial government council was also established.He also appointed Pu Lun and Zai Ze as ministers of drafting the constitution, and ordered the constitutional government compilation and inspection office to speed up the pace of drafting the constitution.During this period, Zaifeng went to play Yunsheng, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu who opposed constitutionalism, and Mao Qingfan, the chief envoy of Gansu who misunderstood the preparations for constitutional government.The purpose of these measures by Zaifeng is nothing more than to cover the world's eyes and ears in the name of constitutionalism, so as to keep the power of the royal family from falling out.Many constitutionalists were confused by his appearance, thinking that Zaifeng was a constitutional enthusiast, and they launched domestic petitions one after another.

First, Zhang Jian, chairman of the Jiangsu Consultative Bureau, called the provincial consultative bureaus and sent people to various places on the grounds that "foreign insults are beneficial, ministers make mistakes, the country is in danger, and the people are in dire straits. lobbying, and soon there were three representatives from the Consultative Bureaus of sixteen provinces: Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Anhui, Jiangxi, Hunan, Hubei, Fujian, Guangdong, Guangxi, Shandong, Henan, Zhili, Shanxi, Fengtian, Heilongjiang, and Jilin. People gathered in Shanghai and organized a "Comrade Petition Comrades Association", which agreed not to dissolve until the Congress was formally established.The representatives went north from Shanghai to Beijing, led by Sun Hongyi, chairman of the Zhili Advisory Bureau, and submitted the petition to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, asking the Metropolitan Procuratorate to forward it to the Regent.He also visited princes and ministers and asked for sponsorship.Zaifeng refused their request.This is the first time the petition has been filed.

Two months later, representatives of the provincial council bureaus united with provincial political groups, chambers of commerce, and overseas Chinese businessmen to organize a "Congress Petition Delegation" and elected ten people including Sun Hongyi as staff members. On the one hand, he sent people to give speeches everywhere.However, all ten petitions presented by the Metropolitan Procuratorate were coldly rejected by Zaifeng. When the Central Government Council was established, the petition delegation wrote to the State Council, requesting the Council to propose the establishment of a cabinet and immediately convene the National Assembly.The opinions of the majority of members of the Zizhengyuan were consistent with those of the provincial councils, so they decided to appeal.At this time, the governors of the provinces were either influenced by the Advisory Council or suffered by the specious centralization of power, and they also hoped that the central government would have a decent responsible cabinet.Therefore, they also joined forces to call the Military Aircraft Department, suggesting that the cabinet and the National Assembly should be established at the same time as soon as possible.Seeing that the governors of all provinces had made such requests, Zaifeng was afraid that a refusal would cause local divisions, so he accepted some of the requests and issued an edict to shorten the nine-year preparatory period. First, the official system will be formulated and the cabinet will be established.

In this way, some people in the petition delegation believed that the imperial court had accepted the petition and stopped their activities.Only a few speakers including Tang Hualong from Hubei, Tan Yankai from Hunan, and Pu Dianjun from Sichuan still adhered to the purpose of "quick opening of the Congress" and prepared to petition for the fourth time. At this time, many petition representatives came from the three northeastern provinces.Zaifeng couldn't tolerate it anymore.He ordered the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Infantry Commander Yamen to deport the representatives of the three eastern provinces back home.Wen Shilin, the most active member of Tianjin law, was sent to Xinjiang, and the governors of all provinces were ordered to suppress the petition representatives.This fourth petition was stillborn.The National Congress of the Qing Dynasty was never opened until its demise.

Yang Du is firmly on the side of the congressional petitioners.He had frequent contact with Zhang Jian, Tang Hualong and others to advise them.In order to cooperate with the activities of the domestic petitioners, he published the "Announcement on the Constitutional Government Association Article" in the "Suncheon Times", affirming that he strongly advocated the opening of the National Assembly as soon as possible to save the peril.He also pointed out sharply that outsiders' attempts to carve up and destroy China is the most dangerous thing in China today.At the same time, he also emphasized that only implementing a constitutional monarchy is the best way for China to save the nation and survive, and he "has the original intention of saving the country, and is responsible for the safety of the world, and does not change the past by gaining or losing reputation for a while."After that, he put on another report on the speedy opening of the congress, shouting that "non-speedy opening of the congress will not be enough to save the country from danger."After the memorial was delivered, there was no news.He angrily handed it to the "Imperial Daily News" to make it public, expressing his public support for the Congressional petition.

The imperial court headed by Zaifeng was enthusiastically opposed to constitutionalism, and the increasingly difficult internal and external affairs made Yang Du feel very depressed. It brought him more happiness, and Zhang Zhidong's death from illness and Xia Shoutian's family disaster asked him to leave and return to his hometown, which added a few more worries to him. Zhang Zhidong, who had just celebrated his 72nd birthday banquet, became terminally ill.At noon on the dying day, the eldest son Renquan hurriedly reported to the court, and Zaifeng, who was dazed by the state affairs, thought of going to see him at this time.After Zhang Zhidong was transferred from Wuchang to Beijing, he had been in a state of debilitating illness. The reason for his sharp deterioration this time was Zaifeng.

Half a month ago, Zhang Zhidong went to Prince Chun's mansion with his sick body, pointing out many inadequacies since Zaifeng came to power, and the biggest mistake was dedicated to relatives and nobles.Brothers are in command of land and navy powers, but they have never seen it before, and they hope to change their ways.Zaifeng not only refused to listen, but instead told him to just calm down and recuperate from his illness, and not to meddle in state affairs.Zhang Zhidong has been an official in Xinjiang for decades, and he has already developed an arrogance and arrogance. Now he is a foreman, a military minister, and he is so kind that he does not care about his own safety for the safety of the country. He is regarded as a grandson by him. How could such a young man put on the airs of supervising the country and teach him a lesson?Zhang Zhidong didn't dare to contradict him face to face, and when he returned to his apartment, he beat his chest and back and shouted loudly: "I don't want to be so angry, today I know that the minister of military aircraft can't do anything!" Spit it out, and never get sick again.Famous doctors from home and abroad have repeatedly introduced prescriptions and medicines, but all of them are ineffective, and the disease is becoming more and more dangerous.But his mind remained clear.Seeing Zaifeng coming, he still wanted to persuade the young regent with the sincerity of a Confucian official one last time, to make him understand that the crisis of national subjugation was imminent, so that he would suddenly wake up and cheer up the court.

When Zaifeng came to the sick bed, Zhang Zhidong barely opened his eyes and said, "I am really disturbed by alarming the prince." Zaifeng said: "The old Zhongtang is loyal to the country, has a reputation, and takes good care of it." Zhang Zhidong said with great difficulty: "The public is loyal to the country, and it cannot be done. The government is clean and selfless, and I dare not refuse." Unexpectedly, these few words greatly hurt Zaifeng's self-esteem.Because Zhang Zhidong strongly advised him last time that his two brothers should not be ministers of the land and navy, and the reason was to avoid suspicion of personal interests. Zaifeng got up very unhappy and said: "Old Zhongtang, you are very ill, you should not talk too much. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after you recover. I'm very busy, so I'm leaving first." Zhang Zhidong couldn't express his positive words after thinking well, so he closed his eyes angrily and ignored Zaifeng. Just as Zai Feng left, Chen Baoshen, the little emperor's master, came in to visit and asked, "What did Jian Guo say just now?" Zhang Zhidong shook his head slightly, and sighed: "He didn't say anything, and he didn't let me speak. The fate of the Qing Dynasty has come to an end!" Zhang Zhidong called his descendants to the bedside, ordered Renquan to write, and added a few lines to the last motto he had already written, "Don't owe the country's grace, don't fall into the family tradition": "I have done four to five out of ten in my life. , the healing technique is five or six out of ten, and the mind technique is great and upright." On this night, Zhang Zhidong, a famous minister of a generation, closed his eyes forever with endless regrets. Soon after Zhang Zhidong's death, Xia Shoutian's father, Xia Shi, the governor of Shaanxi, was impeached and dismissed by the censor on charges of corruption.Xia Shi was sixty-five years old. After being hit by this blow, his old illness relapsed and he fell down in his apartment in Xi'an.He was afraid that he would never see his son again, so he wrote a letter and went to Beijing.Xia Shoutian got the book and immediately asked for leave to go to Xi'an.Under Xia Shi's son's comfort and proper treatment, his illness gradually recovered.Xia Shi insisted on going back to his hometown in Guiyang.Xia Shoutian was worried about his father's return home thousands of miles away, so he asked Hanyuan for a long vacation and escorted him all the way back to Guiyang. Since Xia Shoutian left Beijing, Yang Du felt that life in the capital was much more lonely than before.From Xia Shi's return home to Yuan Shikai's dismissal, from Yuan Shikai's dismissal to Zhang Zhidong's death, he sometimes lamented the desolation of the world and the shortness of life. Unexpectedly, Xia Shoutian returned to Beijing at this time. When he suddenly appeared in Huai'an Hu, Yang Du's family was very pleasantly surprised. Taking advantage of the opportunity of returning to Hunan this time, Xia Shoutian went to Xiangtan to visit his teacher, Yang Du's mother, Zhongzi, Shuji and others.He also brought a large bag of local products from the Yang family. Yang Du knew that when Xia Shoutian went to Xiangtan, visiting his mentor was naturally one of his main purposes, and his other purpose was to visit his uncle.Of course, Yang Du would not point out this layer, but he felt a little bit blaming Xia Shoutian and Meng Lang in his heart.The relationship between Uncle Ji and Dai Yi has been cold for several years. His departure will bring greater pain to Uncle Ji, and the indifferent family life will become even more indifferent because of this.Listening to Xia Shoutian talking about the joy of this trip to Xiangtan with a smile, Yang Du thought: Maybe at this moment, the affectionate and introverted uncle is lying on her pillow and crying! Xia Shoutian suggested that, to celebrate his return to Beijing, he would be the host on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the two families would visit Jiangting together.As soon as Yizhu heard this, he clapped his hands in agreement, and Yang Du and Jingzhu suddenly had waves in their minds.Yes, twelve years have passed in a flash, Jiangting is really worth revisiting the old place! For a few days, Jingzhu's legs seemed to be much better.She propped up two crutches and walked around the yard every day, sweating from the pain without resting.Jingzhu's spirit is unusually high, she insists on walking for three or four hours every day, and she doesn't seem to feel too tired. Early in the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xia Shoutian hired a double carriage and went to Huai'an Hutong.Xia Shoutian's wife, Mrs. Chen, didn't come, saying she was ill, but in fact she had an argument with Ru's wife, Yue Shuang, again these two days.Seeing Xia Shoutian pampering Yue Shuang, she felt jealous and didn't want to come.Yang Du and Yi Zhu supported Jing Zhu into the carriage, and then everyone boarded the carriage.Five adults from the two families, including Yinger who is not yet one year old, a total of six people, dragged by two iron gray Mongolian horses, ran towards Xuanwu Gate talking and laughing. The area around Jiangting is still the same as it was twelve years ago.That piece of empty low-lying land is still overgrown with reeds, wild mallards appear, it is very desolate.The walls of the ancient Temple of Mercy are broken and crumbling.From time to time, there were a few bells striking from inside, as if it was not doing Buddhist work, but proving that there were still monks living in this dilapidated ancient temple.Surrounding the Temple of Mercy, there seemed to be a few more teahouses and taverns. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are more tourists than usual. The business in the tea shops is very good, and some of them even invited artists to sing and sing.Originally, I came here to have a leisurely time, but it also made the same hustle and bustle as Wangfujing and Dashilan.Xia Shoutian shook his head when he saw it.It was hard to find one, and the words "Tea Room in Noisy and Quiet" were written on the raised curtain.Xia Shoutian said, "It's a good name." The tea room is not big, but it is quite elegantly furnished.There are dozens of pots of chrysanthemums in front of the door, yellow, yellow and white, blooming vigorously in the autumn wind.Yang Du said, "Just this one!" Everyone entered the tea room.The store owner was very attentive, cleaning the tables and stools, brought a large pot of chrysanthemum tea, and set up a table full of pastries, with a plate of sesame mooncakes in the middle.The store specifically stated that the mooncakes are for festivals, and there is no charge for giving them away.Yue Shuang praised: "You boss can do business!" The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes into a thread with a smile, and said: "Madam, it's a big festival. It's a great honor for the gentlemen and ladies to come to my small shop. To tell the truth, the villain has also read a few books. I have been in the book business in Liulichang for many years. I am old and I can't stand the noise and I like to be quiet. I see that Jiangting is a quiet place. I opened a small teahouse here eight years ago. I didn't want to make money, but just wanted to be quiet. .I don’t think there are too many tea shops here, and they are not quiet anymore. It seems that there is no quiet place under the foot of the emperor!” Xia Shoutian saw that the tea doctor had a personality and liked it, so he asked, "The boss's name is Gao? Where is your house?" The shopkeeper hurriedly replied: "I dare not, my surname is Sima, and I started with a single name. My ancestor is Zhengding, who entered the capital from my grandfather. As of this year, our Sima family has been a Chang'an guest for 88 years." Yang Du felt that Sima Qi's words were not vulgar, and he liked it very much. He said with a smile: "Eighty-eight years, that's the first year of Daoguang." "Yes, yes." Sima Qi bowed his waist. "Grandpa came to Beijing in the third year of Daoguang's reign. Back then, he came to the capital alone to eat a meal. Now, there are more than 70 descendants of our Sima family. It has been said since ancient times that a prosperous population is a good thing. We are a little foolish to think that it is not a good thing that there are so many people.” Yizhu interjected: "Why isn't it a good thing?" Sima turned his face, looked at her and said, "Madam, you are rich and powerful people, so you probably don't think that way. We are a small family, and when there are too many people, it will be difficult to make ends meet. The young ones often think that grandpa used to If you don’t go to Beijing and just farm at home, grandpa will be fine if your family has ten acres of land. But now, there are more than seventy people, how can these ten acres be supported? I don’t know how many people there are in the capital all year round. They are begging for food because there are too many people in the family and too little land. In my opinion, having too many people is not a good thing, but a bad thing.” Yang Du nodded: "What you said makes sense." At this moment, a few more people came in, and Sima hurriedly said: "The little one went over there to say hello. Although the small shop is a tea room, it actually has food and wine. If you need it, just ask." Xia Shoutian said: "It's just right, I'll have lunch at your place." After Boss Sima left, Yang Du said to Xia Shoutian, "This tea doctor has some brains." Xia Shoutian said: "Yes. In fact, there are many capable people in the world, or their family backgrounds are not good, or their opportunities are not good. It is a pity that they sink into the lower classes and spend their lives buried." Yang Du said: "That's exactly what he said. Hou Men are rich in dudes, and heroes are hidden in the grass. It has been like this since ancient times." Yue Shuang tasted a piece of mooncake, even said it was delicious, and then asked Yizhu, "Where is Jingzhu?" Yizhu glanced at the door and said, "Just now she said that the pots of chrysanthemums bloomed beautifully at the door, so I'm going to have a look. Hey, why are they missing?" Yang Du got up: "I can't let her go far alone, I'll go look for it!" While everyone was chatting with Dr. Tea, Jingzhu walked out of the Jingzhong Teahouse with two crutches on the pretext of looking at chrysanthemums. How can she shut up and chat in the tea room, she wants to take a good look at Jiangting!This slightly deserted tourist destination appears to be very ordinary among the many famous sites and scenic spots in the capital.It has neither the landscape style like the Eight Great Scenic Spots in Yanjing, nor the status and fame like the Great Wall, Lama Temple, and Xishan. However, in the heart of her, a hard-working woman, it has an unparalleled weight.It was here twelve years ago that she met Xizi by chance, and since then opened a new page in her life.Although she paid a great price for this, she finally got her sweetheart.As a woman who was once in a fire pit, not only did Jing Zhu not regret it, but she was extremely grateful.In her eyes, the desolate depression is beautiful, the bleak Mercy Nunnery is beautiful, and the entire Jiangting in the bleak autumn wind is beautiful.The only regret she felt was that Xizi didn't seem to take Jiang Ting as seriously as she did.Now that I've come here, instead of revisiting the old place alone with her, I have a lively chat with the owner of the teahouse. "Jing Zhu, why did you come out alone!" While daydreaming, Jing Zhu heard Yang Du calling her from behind.He came alone!It seems he has not forgotten.Jingzhu immediately felt a sense of extreme happiness, her face flushed with red, and said with a sweet smile, "Xizi, do you still remember this place?" "How can I not remember!" Yang Du excitedly pointed to a teahouse in the distance and said, "Twelve years ago, it was there, you came over with a fan and asked me to write the song inscribed on the wall of the Jiangting Pavilion. The "Hundred Character Order" is written on the fan." "Xizi, time flies so fast, twelve years have passed in a flash." Jing Zhu said softly and full of emotion.Yang Du could hear that the following words were squeezed out of his throat. "Yes!" Yang Du nodded. "Xizi, hold me up, let's take a walk slowly, shall we?" Jing Zhu looked up at Yang Du, with a warm light in his eyes. "Okay!" Yang Du helped Jingzhu up, and the two walked slowly while watching. "Jingzhu, we seem to have met here for the first time at the beginning of May that year." "No, it's May 12th." Jing Zhu corrected. "You remember so clearly?" Yang Du was quite surprised. "Can I not remember such an important day?" Jing Zhu smiled, showing two shallow dimples, and said angrily, "You men's hearts are always thick!" "No, although I don't remember the exact date, I remember the scene of that day clearly." "Really?" Jing Zhu turned to look at Yang Du. "I'll test you, what clothes did I wear that day?" "Is there still a test?" Yang Du said with a smile, "I will remember until I die that day, you wore a light green top, a dark green skirt, and even the shoes on your feet were green. This outfit The attire has always been engraved in my memory, so that I saw Yizhu on the street and mistook it for you because she was also wearing a green dress." Jing Zhu was very satisfied with Yang Du's detailed description, and she smiled sweetly again. "Jing Zhu, you were so beautiful that day, I feel like I've never seen a woman as beautiful as you before." "That's all in the past." Jingzhu sighed, "Now I'm not beautiful at all, and I have to walk with two crutches. I'm an ugly woman." "No, no! You are still beautiful, as beautiful as twelve years ago!" Yang Du said hastily. "Xizi, take a good look at me. To be honest, am I still beautiful?" Jing Zhu's two long phoenix eyes stared at Yang Du, and the eyes looked very hot. The bright autumn sun shines on Jingzhu's face, with black hair, melon seed-shaped face, and graceful facial features, there is no difference from twelve years ago.However, suffering from long-term illness, her face has obviously lost the charming brilliance of the past, as if it was a delicate and tender peach hanging on a branch, but now it is a wax made of wax on a plate. birthday peaches.Even so, in Yang Du's eyes, Jing Zhu is still very beautiful, even surpassing Yi Zhu. Yang Du and Yi Zhu have been married for three years, and Jing Zhu has lived with them for three years.In the past three years, everyone got along very well. Yang Du introduced to the guests that Jingzhu is Yizhu's biological sister.Only Xia Shoutian knew what was going on.Xia Shoutian often comes to Huai'an Hutong, seeing Jing Zhu living so peacefully and freely, he is also secretly amazed.Yang Du would go to the Jingzhu room at least once a day to talk to her about the outside news and family affairs.Jing Zhu always listened quietly with a smile on his face, or chatted with him.Later, Jing Zhu could get out of bed, and she often went to the study to chat with Yang Du.Yizhu gave birth to a daughter, and Jingzhu regarded it as her own, holding the baby in her arms all day long and kissing non-stop.Occasionally, in the dead of night, she would cry quietly for her own misfortune.But by the next morning, her mood was calm again.She spends her energy and time on reading, reciting poems and writing lyrics.Under Xizi's guidance in the past three years, she has made rapid progress in this area.She knew that there was a sister in Xiangtan who was very talented in poetry, and she hoped that Shuji would come to Beijing as soon as possible and be a poetry friend with her.She felt that she was not as good as the top and was more than the bottom. Although she couldn't share the bed with Xizi and be a loving couple, she could meet him day and night and be like brothers and sisters.This is also a rare human happiness. Jingzhu's attitude towards life is completely different from the vow they made in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva in Tantuo Temple twelve years ago.In Yang Du's view, it was a beautiful pursuit of life back then, but now it is also a beautiful state of life.He deeply felt that there was a charm of beauty in this ordinary woman. "Jingzhu, you are really beautiful, you will always be Xishi and Yuhuan in my heart!" Yang Du said softly, as if talking to himself.At the same time, the right hand tightly clamped Jingzhu's left arm.Jingzhu felt a strong warm current flowing from the arm of the man beside him, and then flowing through his whole body through his own arm.She was immersed in great happiness. They cuddled tightly like this, without saying a word, allowing the deep love to communicate and blend in silence.After a long time, Jing Zhu asked Yang Du tenderly, "Xizi, do you know what I'm thinking now?" "I think you must have thought a lot." "Yes." Jingzhu said happily, "My first thought is that my legs should get better soon, and we will go to Tantuo Temple together at this time next year." "Yes, Tantuo Temple, Tantuo Temple!" Yang Du became excited. "Your leg will recover soon, let's go to Tantuo Temple together!" "When we go to Tantuo Temple next year, our two families will go together." Yang Du and Jing Zhu looked back, and it turned out that Xia Shoutian was standing beside him and interrupted. "I know you two have many memories here that you will never forget. I intentionally took Yue Shuang to paint reeds and wild ducks, and I asked Yizhu to help her adjust the colors." Xia Shoutian pointed to the back and said, "They are painting very vigorously. Mile!" Following Xia Shoutian's gestures, Yang Du saw Yue Shuang standing beside a small pine tree, with a drawing board set up in front of him, and was concentrating on drawing. Yi Zhu held the child in one hand, and handed her a colored pen with the other hand.Under the cloudless blue sky, the three of them were a wonderful picture.This picture is Xia Shoutian's masterpiece.Xia Shoutian is such a person, he always helps others enthusiastically and quietly, as if other people's pleasure is his pleasure.No wonder Uncle Ji fell in love with him with all her heart back then, and her infatuation has not changed for more than ten years, and her infatuation has continued. "He is a man worthy of women's love!" Yang Du said silently in his heart. "Wu Yi, thank you!" Jing Zhu said gratefully. "Let's go, let's go into Jiangting and see if the two "Hundred Character Orders" written back then are still there." Xia Shoutian suggested. "It's best, revisiting old places and seeing old works again is really a joy in the world." Yang Du readily agreed. "I'll help you find it!" Jingzhu was also very excited, and said, "Whoever's words are still there, the prize will be good." "That must be Xizi's words, but mine is gone." "Why?" Jingzhu asked puzzled. "Xi Zi has won both a beautiful woman and a high-ranking official in recent years, so of course it is a good fortune. My family is very unlucky, there is no such thing as a fortune." Yang Du comforted: "It's a blessing, everything will be fine once the bad luck is over." The three of them came to Jiangting slowly.Who knows that it's okay if you don't enter, once you enter, your mood suddenly becomes heavy.First, the decaying buildings of Jiangting made them depressed, and then the inscriptions of tourists on the wall made them even more depressed.Those words, or poems or words, or texts or sentences, are all filled with a sense of sentimentality.They look slowly and search slowly.Suddenly, a few lines of strong cursive script attracted them: "Huguang is cooked, and the world is full. Now there is no food in Hunan, and Changsha is robbed of rice. The hungry people are like ants, and the grass is full of hunger. Son Zaifeng, ask yourself what you should do?" The rice rush in Changsha this spring shocked the whole country.Yang Du and Xia Shoutian knew more details from letters from their hometown. Due to the poor harvest due to the floods last year in Hunan, there was already a severe shortage of food. In addition, officials and businessmen hoarded food to drive up the price of food, and there was no rice in the market.A water seller in Changsha city committed suicide by throwing himself into the water because they could not buy rice.This tragedy aroused the public indignation of the people in the city. The night rice store was robbed by hungry people, and the whole city went on strike the next day.The governor of Hunan Province ordered the shooting to suppress the people, killing more than 20 people on the spot.The people were so angry that they burned the governor's office and the Bank of Qing Dynasty, and destroyed foreign consulates and foreign firms.Foreign troops cooperated with the Qing army to suppress the rioting civilians, killing and injuring hundreds of people, and the national public opinion was in an uproar.The imperial court was forced to dismiss the governor's post, and the disturbance was subsided only after a fair set was produced. The Changsha unrest has left such a deep mark on Jiangting, a tourist destination, and such a naked slogan declaring war on the regent is written on the wall, and no one has brushed it off.How dissatisfied the people are with the court! The two small Beijing officials from Hunan stood for a long time in front of these lines of furious handwriting, and their mood became more and more heavy. Jing Zhu felt uncomfortable too, she tugged at Yang Du's sleeve: "Let's look for it over there!" The three searched around silently, trying to recall the wall where the inscription was written back then, but they still couldn't see the remnants of a single word. "There is no lottery, it seems that we all have no lottery!" Yang Du muttered. "The country is in decline, and there is nothing to lose!" A middle-aged man who had never met before glanced at them, said this sentence with a strong northeast accent, and walked out of the pavilion. Yang Du was about to pay him back, but Xia Shoutian said, "This man was looking at the poem on the wall just now, let's go and have a look too." Yang Du followed Xia Shoutian and walked over.There was originally a seven laws inscribed here:
Neither signed nor dated.The poems are well written, among the hundreds of inscriptions on the walls of the Jiangting Pavilion.The emotion of worrying about the country and the people in the poem is very strong, and it seems that it was written by a frustrated but loyal literati.Now is the time when the westerly wind is falling, looking at the decadent Temple of Mercy, the old Jiangting, and the unbearable inscriptions of tourists on the four walls, I think of the national politics in a turbulent crisis with no hope. As well as the knowledge acquired during the many years of traveling eastward, and the constitutional grand plan that has been painstakingly designed, there will be nothing to show. Yang Du has mixed feelings for a while, and his heart is depressed. without a trace. "Master, write a poem!" An eleven or twelve-year-old boy stood in front of Yang Du, looking at him with a begging tone and said. The little boy Hei was frighteningly thin, with a tattered sack on his upper body and a pair of worn trousers on his lower body. He was barefoot and held a porcelain bowl with a chipped edge in one hand. There was some ink in the bowl. In one hand, he held a black wooden bucket filled with lime water, and inserted an old broom. There are tens of thousands of poor children in the capital, some begging for money, some picking up waste, and some helping others with various small jobs, but I have never seen a poor child who uses this method to earn two small money , Yang Du and Xia Shoutian looked at each other, feeling sad and sad. "Ok!" "Thank you, I'll paint the wall!" The little boy was so happy that he quickly soaked the broom with lime water, trying to brush off the seven rhythms on the wall. "Don't brush here." Xia Shoutian hurriedly stopped. "Master, what do you want to ask?" The little boy stopped the broom and looked at Xia Shoutian with big eyes. "Wipe here!" Xia Shoutian pointed to a place where the words were vulgar and the handwriting was rough. "Okay!" The little boy brushed out a white wall three times and two times, then dipped the pen into ink, and handed it to Yang Du. Yang Du took the pen and pondered. Jingzhu said: "Since the previous "Hundred-Character Order" cannot be found, let's write a new "Hundred-Character Order"!" Yang Du nodded silently.A gust of north wind from outside Juyong Pass broke in through the window, making the back of his neck feel cold.He frowned, tensed his face, and stood still for a long time.Suddenly, the ink pen in his hand approached the gray wall that was not yet fully dry, and lines of thick and powerful inscriptions came out: Jing Zhu recited it lightly, and said, "It's good, but it's a bit too depressed. You're only thirty-five years old this year. Could it be that the west wind is blowing you old?" Yang Du smiled wryly and remained silent. Xia Shoutian said: "Back then we had one song per person, and today we can't let you specialize in beauty." Xia Shoutian took the pen from Yang Du.When Yang Du was inscribing the wall, the No. 2 man had already finished the manuscript, and he wrote it quickly without thinking: Jing Zhu also recited Xia Shoutian's "Hundred Character Order" softly, and sighed: "It's been twelve years. I never imagined that the country has not improved at all, but is getting worse and worse. No wonder you are depressed." At this time, Yue Shuang ran over and said, "The owner of the shop has prepared the meal, let's go and eat it!" Then he came to help Jingzhu. Jing Zhu also said: "I've been groaning for a long time, it's time to eat!" "Let's go!" Xia Shoutian pulled up Yang Du's sleeve and left. "Master, give me some money!" The little boy waiting for the pen and ink stood aside and said pitifully. "Oh, look, we all forgot!" Yang Du said to Xia Shoutian and the others while taking out his pockets, "You go first." Yang Du took out a handful of money from his pocket, about thirty or forty cash, and gave it to the child.The little guy bowed happily and left. Yang Du was about to turn around, but suddenly saw two monks coming out of the Mercy Nunnery: an older monk in front, followed by a middle-aged nun.The two stopped outside the gate. The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Junior Sister, stay for a while. I'll come back in two days." The middle-aged nun looked at the monk for a long time, and finally said: "Brother, let's go." Yang Du was attracted by the scene of a monk and a nun, and Zheng stared at it in a daze.The monk turned his face to look at Jiang Ting, and then walked towards the nun.At this moment, Yang Du saw clearly that this monk was an old friend whom he had not seen for many years! "Master Jichan!" Yang Du shouted in surprise. The monk stopped, turned his head to look, and said happily: "So it's Xizi! I was looking for you, but you came to Jiangting!" When Yang Du and Jichan came to the gate of Cibei Nunnery together, Jichan introduced to the nun: "This is my lay friend Yang Zhezi, the benefactor." He pointed to the nun and said, "This is my younger sister, Master Jingfa." Yang Du bent over to Jing Wu.He caught a glimpse of slight discomfort on the nun's face.Jing Wu touched the rosary beads on his chest with his right hand, raised his left hand, and paused for a long time before saying, "Benefactor Yang, please come into the nunnery to talk." Jichan hurriedly said: "Junior Sister, I don't think it's necessary." Then he turned to Yang Du and said, "Xizi, I have something important to do today, so I won't talk here. I'm going to place an order in Fayuan Temple , I will wait for you in the temple tomorrow night, and we will have a good talk. You must come!" After finishing speaking, he took another look at Jing Wu and left.Jing Wu also stopped talking to Yang Du, and hurried back to the nunnery, closing the door.On the contrary, Yang Du stood silently outside the nunnery for a long time, and he could see that the relationship between Ji Chan and Jing Wu was extraordinary.
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