Chapter 17 place to learn history

After returning from eastern Sichuan to western Hunan, my ability to write has been recognized on the one hand, and I worked as a secretary next to the commander who was able to run the army well and resourceful. The salary was still nine yuan a month, but I lived on the mountain high I live in a separate new house. That place is the army's conference room. When there are any meetings that need to be recorded, the confidential secretary is not present, and I should be in charge from time to time. This life is really a turning point for me. The brilliance of all aspects of history and eras gave us a leisurely opportunity to get to know and get close to. It turned out that there were four or five large nanmu cabinets in this room. There were about a hundred scrolls of old paintings from the Song Dynasty, Ming and Qing Dynasties in the big cabinets, and dozens of pieces. Bronze wares and ancient porcelain, as well as a dozen or so boxes of books, a large number of inscriptions, and soon came a "Sibu Series". This commander is a soldier who prides himself on Wang Shouren and Zeng Guofan. It seems that the time is equal to the treatment time. Whenever I get a book or copy a certain section of a book, I will be asked to do it for him. Those books have to be placed in a fixed place, and the outside of the book must be identified, so 20 The surfaces of the four bookcases and the order of the books are all up to me to arrange. When registering old paintings and antiques, I have to know the name, era and status of the painting, or the name of the object and its purpose. Because of the application, I learned a lot of knowledge at the same time. And because of the infection, I flipped through it all day long, and slowly understood most of those old books.

My affairs were already a bit busier than when I was serving in the staff office, and I had things to do at any time of the year. Although I could leave that meeting room at any time and go to another place to play freely, but when I was having a good time, I would I will get it back for a post. In the army, there are often urgent telegrams or other official documents, which are sent in the middle of the night. If the reply needs to be copied immediately, I have to get up and do things at any time. But just because it seems to shut me down In this house, it is inconvenient to leave freely, and I spend part of my playing time in my life. As the days go by, I seem to be too leisurely. Therefore, when I have nothing to do, I take out those old paintings one by one , Hang it on the wall to appreciate it alone, or open books such as "Xiqing Ancient Mirror" and "Xue's Yi Ware Zhongding Inscription", and try to understand the name and value of the bronze wares in the room from the characters and shapes. Go through those books randomly. If you don’t know the age of the author of a book, you will go through the abstracts of the Siku. That is to say, from this aspect, I have used one color, one A thread, a piece of bronze or a pile of clay, and a group of characters, plus various arts made by one's own life, all have a preliminary general understanding. With this preliminary knowledge, a person who makes a living by appreciating human life and natural phenomena The rural people in the country, and then have a very broad and deep interest in the understanding of the brilliance of human wisdom. If this is personal luck, this luck has to be thanked to the commander.

The cursive characters in the officer's manuscript were extremely difficult to understand. From his manuscript, I learned a lot of new characters. But what moved me very much, and affected my life's work, was his kindness at that time. Rare spirit and personality. Rising before dawn, staying up late at night, he understands everything, everything he understands. He often regards himself as a junior officer. In a way, he is still innocent, He will learn and understand what is good. He is always quick and steady in dealing with everything. Because of his special energy, the army has won the best reputation in Xiangxi for 20 years, and the internal unity is like a piece of hard iron. inseparable wire.

At this time, my personality also seems to have changed a little. The change in my external life is not as drastic as the change in my inner spiritual life. But in terms of behavior, I have become a little alienated from some old colleagues. Sometimes I go to the mountains behind the house to play Sometimes I went to the lovely river to play, and always took a thread-bound book. Some of the old books I read were almost completely laid during this period. When I was reading, I turned my eyes away from the books, watching the white clouds moving in the sky, and watching the vegetable leaves flowing slowly in the river. I have read more books, and my feelings have softened a lot, and the feeling is slightly different when I am close to nature. In addition, people have grown up a little bit, and sometimes they are not satisfied with realistic plans, and worry about some things in the past or in the future. Therefore, although I live in a very hopeful situation, I feel very lonely .

At that time, my father had returned from the north, and was working as a military doctor at Zhang's headquarters in Longtan. Although some of their troops were still in eastern Sichuan, the headquarters had moved to Chenzhou. My mother and the youngest Jiumei were both there. I live together in Chenzhou. My family has no grievances about my past. My younger brother is working as a secretary in the same ministry as me, and we have a very good relationship. I need a few friends, those old friends can't talk to me. What I want is someone to listen to me express a feeling that is brewing in my heart and it is very confusing. But soon someone came, it was my uncle. His surname was Nie, he was a Jinshi of the same discipline as Xiong Xiling, and his cousin was the son of the cousin who took me on a boat with me from Taoyuan last time. This person was that The commander's husband, who was resigned from a county magistrate, was received and lived in a temple across the river. The place was called Shizidong. He was very knowledgeable and very interesting. I often crossed the river to listen to him talk about the Song Dynasty. Meta-philosophy, talk about Mahayana, talk about reasoning, talk about evolution, talk about all kinds of issues that I don't know but I am willing to know. This kind of talk obviously makes him very happy, so each time the talk is always very long. But in this way , my fantasy is wider, and my loneliness is naturally greater.

I always seem not to know what to do. I always feel that there is a purpose, a cause, let me do it, this thing is in my personality, and in my life. But I don't understand What kind of career is this, and I don't know how to get it. At that time, among my old friends, I was only thought to be a little weird, and my old friends didn’t enjoy playing with me very much. There were only four people who didn’t think I was weird, and had a good friendship with each other: one Man Zhenxian, I have read "The Complete Works of Zeng Wenzheng Gong", and I just want to be a model soldier. One is Lu Tao, an admirer of knights. One is Tian Jie, my classmate in the technical class when I was young, and an art school student who won the military service quota for the first time. The role of Dazhi. When the three were young, they walked together from Guizhou Province to Yunnan, Guangdong, and westward from Yichang to Chengdu. There is also a Muslim, Zheng Zishen, who has been with him since he was a child. I was studying in elementary school, and when I was working in the staff office, I lived in the same house with him. Ordinary people usually say that they have great ambitions and write pens to serve in the army. At that time, most of us were in the army and could not use pens. We always Thinking that the current life is not our life. The present is too ordinary and peaceful. We have to take a little risk to do something, no matter how small it is, before we understand it, we have to choose , no matter how unfortunate it was in the end, we never complained about this fate. So in the end, the surname Lu drowned in the local river because of swimming. He was shot to death by a Czech automatic rifle. The one surnamed Zheng graduated from Whampoa No. 4, and disappeared after fighting in Dongjiang. The one surnamed Tian graduated from the military academy and became a company commander, and he is still a company commander now. I became who I am today .

Our army not only sent a troop to the east of Sichuan as a guest, but also had an extra tax bureau card in our army, and had enough supplies. At that time, there was a temporary truce between the warlords, and the slogan of inter-provincial self-government was loudly shouted, and military workers built roads to reclaim wasteland. , run schools, develop industries, several topics are being discussed by many people in newspapers in Beijing, Shanghai and other provinces. The commander tried to improve himself and wanted to do something for the local area, so referring to the materials of Shanxi Province, he personally drafted a report on various areas in western Hunan. For the plan of county self-government, several county magistrates and gentry meetings were convened, planning to divide the thirteen counties under their jurisdiction into more than 100 township districts, and try to implement Xiangxi township self-government. Go. Soon in Baojing, a teacher training institute, a joint model middle school, an intermediate girls' school, a vocational girls' school, and a model forest farm were established. In addition, six small factories were organized. There was also a military academy in the local area. , a trainee battalion, plus about 6,000 military and agricultural teams. The school teachers and factory technicians are all hired by Changsha, and their salaries are generally higher than those of locals. As a result, the place suddenly has a brand-new atmosphere. In addition, in order to promote the realization and implementation of township governance, a regular periodical was prepared, a large printing machine was purchased, and a newspaper office was set up. The first thing this newspaper printed was the township governance regulations and various regulations. Most of the documents It was drafted by the commander himself, approved by the township representative, and I wrote it once with glue ink on lithograph paper; now that it has to be printed in type, I should be the most ideal proofreader. So I was temporarily transferred to The new newspaper office did a proofreading, and when there were documents to be transcribed in the department, it was transferred back to the department. It was about two miles away from the city street, and a little closer from the back mountain. The dog walked through the mountains, always carrying a big stick every time.