Chapter 6 Chapter 6 China's balance is now tilting towards Shanghai

The policeman pushed away an office, moved his forehead, and motioned for Zhou Enlai to enter. As soon as Zhou Enlai entered the door, he saw the head of the Tianjin Police Department, nicknamed "Yang Bangzi", sitting back in a chair.Yang Bangzi squinted his eyes, looked at the person who entered the door with disdain, and said: Who do you represent, little brat? Thick hair and beard covered most of Zhou Enlai's face, only his eyes were still sharp, like swords, but Yang Bangzi couldn't feel the sharpness. What kind of knives and swords can a little bastard have, Yang Bangzi wants to deal with this little bastard.

During the month when Mao Zedong left Beijing and went south to Shanghai, Zhou Enlai, who had been unreasonably detained in the Zhili Provincial Police Department in Tianjin for more than 70 days, finally secretly linked up with his fellow sufferers and made a bold decision.He felt he had to do something, and now he was going to tell the man who had decided to hold him face to face. "Why don't you talk, little brat?" "I see you today on behalf of the twenty-four Tianjin patriotic students who have been arrested!" "You represent yourself today, little son of a bitch, hurry up and let go of any farts."

"All of us arrested students decided to go on a hunger strike!" "Hunger strike?" The chief of police was astonished, and knocked on the table, "I'm here? Are you on a hunger strike? Dare?!" "Let me tell you, Mr. Chief of Police, you have detained us for more than two months. You have neither brought us to court for a formal trial, but also refused to release us. We believe that, first, this is a flagrant violation of the Republic of China! Second, this is a flagrant violation of the new criminal law. Provisions!" Zhou Enlai tried his best to speak calmly.The quieter these two reasons are stated, the more powerful they are.

"What a trickster!" Yang Bangzi laughed dryly, and narrowed his eyes to examine this unshaven and stubborn guy carefully.The morals of the world have really turned bad, he thought, at such a young age, he dared to bite so hard. "Do you know the law or do I know the law?!" Yang Bangzi didn't expect that his little bastard would suddenly go into a fit. He saw Zhou Enlai suddenly raised his handcuffed hands, and slashed down hard. The iron cuffs hit the armrest of the wooden chair with a bang, as if being chopped by a knife. Cut off one corner of the wooden chair.Zhou Enlai shouted: "We limit your police department to send it to the court for a public trial within three days, otherwise, we will all go on a hunger strike! Your police chief, Yang Yide, is fully responsible for all consequences caused by this!"

Yang Bangzi suddenly knew that something was wrong. The opponent seemed to be quite prepared. He stayed for a long time and was about to attack when someone poked his back lightly. At this moment, he heard a police officer whisper: At the seat, more than 20 reporters from various newspapers in Tianjin have gathered outside the door, requesting an urgent interview with Director Yang." "Interview for what? No interview!" Yang Bangzi felt a little sudden, and was so sensitive that there was already a connection inside and outside the prison. Another police officer came, pushed the door open, walked in behind Yang Bangzi, and said: "Report to the hall seat, many students have come, and they are all outside the door, making trouble!"

"Many, how much?" Yang Bangzi stared. "Many, many, a large area, too many to count. There are also many small flags, red, red, green, and the intersections are blocked." The police officer was a little incoherent. It's broken, Yang Bangzi's nerves twitched instinctively, it seemed that it was another big show.Since May last year, the city of Tianjin has been restless for three days. No matter how much you arrest or suppress it, it is hard to see peace. If it is broken, you will be punished by Duan Qirui again. Whenever the ground in Tianjin trembles, the telephone line of Duan's mansion trembles. , and then the veins on Yang Bangzi's forehead also trembled.

"I'm done talking." Yang Bangzi heard Zhou Enlai say that again, and saw him stand up from the broken wooden chair. "I want to go back." Yang Bangzi said, "Sit down." Zhou Enlai said to the police in an orderly tone: "Lead the way ahead, go back!" "Slow down!" The Chief of Police stood up, "Mr. Zhou, shall we talk again?" At this time, his tone was like noodles falling into a soup pot, and he had to soften all of a sudden. Zhou Enlai didn't turn his head back: "We can talk about it, three days later." This bastard, Yang Bangzi touched his chin for a long time, looking at the back of this young man, this bastard has a strategy, knows how to retract, knows how to relax, if he grows up, he can pull a team, but if he can't run away, he can be a Duan Qirui .

For the next three days, Yang Bangzi's life became more and more unpleasant.On the fourth day, there was a new trick at the gate of the police station. The police officer on duty reported to him in a panic, saying that there were not just one or two people who had voluntarily thrown themselves into prison and wanted to be prisoners. Yang Bangzi asked how many people there were, and he said that there were twenty-four people, some men and some women, all of whom were students, and they all brought their bedding, saying that they were determined. This time, it was Deng Yingchao's plan to storm the police station with bedding.Deng Yingchao has been worrying about his friends in the prison.She told her mother a few days ago that she was going to learn from North Korea's An Jung-geun. Before her mother figured out what her daughter meant, Deng Yingchao had already started "direct action" three days later.The action with bedding is very individual, and the newspaper reporters like it, so Deng Yingchao contacted them in advance.

boom!A bulging bedding was placed outside the gate of the police hall, splashing a wave of dust, and then a female student sat firmly on the bedding.Then, another bedding fell to the ground, and another female student sat on it.Although the police guarding the gate yelled "Don't let it go! Don't let it go", more and more bedding still ignored the prohibition until it sealed the gate of the police station tightly. Twenty-four bedding and twenty-four students sitting on the bedding attracted a dense crowd of passers-by. The newspaper reporters took pictures from various angles, and Deng Yingchao seemed to be the one to pick the lead, so she was photographed several close-ups.Thousands of students from various schools came, and the paper flags were waving so brightly.

The police rushed out of the gate, loaded with live ammunition, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.Yang Bangzi, on the other hand, stood behind the windowpane and observed, feeling agitated.He observed a little girl in a white shirt and black skirt who was very active, jumping and jumping like a rabbit, sometimes sitting on the bunk, sometimes rushing towards the bayonet, pressing her chest against the policeman's nose, very fierce , Yang Bangzi couldn't hear what she was yelling clearly, he just thought about what kind of family could raise such a crazy little girl. What Deng Yingchao yelled was the vernacular over and over again: "Who dares to bring the bedding? Only those who are not afraid of death dare to bring the bedding! We are not even afraid of death, so are we still afraid of your frightening bayonet?"

The policeman holding the bayonet was soft, and the bayonet retreated inch by inch, while Deng Yingchao pressed forward step by step: "We twenty-four students brought twenty-four bedding, just to go to prison! We are willing to go to prison! We are willing to replace the two students who are in prison. Fourteen students! The prisons in Tianjin are too famous, they hold people without interrogation, and arrest people without charges. We would like to see such prisons!" "Well said!" The crowd applauded, as did the newspaper reporters. People crowded around Deng Yingchao, like chasing after a celebrity. The policeman who retreated step by step suddenly pulled the bolt of the gun and shouted hoarsely: "Stay away! Don't make trouble! You little girl, if you take another step, I will shoot you!" Deng Yingchao turned around a few steps, grabbed the bedding, put it on her head, and shouted hoarsely, "Go to jail!" Twenty-four bedding hulas were placed on the twenty-four heads at once, and the twenty-four voices shouted in unison, "Go to jail!" "Damn," Yang Bangzi jumped behind the window anxiously, "a girl can't stand it! Hold it for me! Shoot!" Sure enough, the police opened fire. They fired several rows of guns into the sky, and tied their arms into chains, so that they were able to block the crazy bedding from the gate. It took several hours for the students and the public to disperse. In the evening, Deng Yingchao, who was exhausted, put her arms around her mother under the quilt and said that, in fact, it was not that she was not afraid, but rather, very scared. Yang Zhende was actually there.After she heard the news, she threw down the sewing machine and rushed to the police station, but she didn't pull her daughter.She had been watching from the outside of the circle, proud of the distance between her daughter's chest and the point of the knife, and she decided then that the police were too scared to strike.The fighting method of the daughter's generation is much more sophisticated than that of her father's generation. Her father's generation sacrificed too quickly sometimes, and they fell down before the people could see clearly what was going on. "Really?" The mother was surprised, and held her daughter's cheeks with her palms. "Why don't I feel that you are afraid at all? When you walked forward with your chest on the tip of the knife, I saw no fear in your face." Deng Yingchao said: "Mom, what I'm afraid of is not the bayonet. What I'm afraid of is that our young people's struggles are always unsuccessful. Really, mother, we are not afraid of bloodshed, we are really not afraid, but it is too miserable. The blood we shed, Can't always make the flowers bloom." The mother hugged her daughter tightly.The daughter said again: "Zhou Enlai is also afraid when he is in prison. He said that he is not afraid of hunger strikes or the chief of police, but he is afraid that the struggle will have no head. Since last year, we have been fighting for more than a year. China is still so dark. Warlords They are still so rampant, and the people are still like cows, horses, and lambs. Mom, tell me, where is the head?" "Yes," the mother became sad, "since your father left, I always thought that your father's blood would not be shed in vain, but today I almost saw my daughter bleed again. Our country is so big. , the land is so big, why can't I see any light, even a thread!" Listening to her mother's words, tears flowed down Deng Yingchao's cheeks and to her mouth, salty. "Xiao Chao, don't cry, you are already very brave." "Zhou Enlai is also very brave, but he is still locked up and on a hunger strike! Also, his student status has already been expelled!" Mother was silent.She also heard that Zhou Enlai and Ma Jun were expelled from Nankai University.There is also Ma Qianli and Shi Zizhou who were also forced to resign from their teaching positions.Schools, to the core, are also an integral part of the political power. If we talk about detachment, it is limited. Deng Yingchao hugged her mother again and sobbed, she felt very sad for a moment. This sadness turned into joy on July 17th. When Deng Yingchao hurried to the Tianjin District Trial Court, she carried a pink wreath.The garlands were her own, having hand-collected many dewy rhododendrons the day before.She and many of her classmates predicted that Zhou Enlai would be sentenced to court and released in court. The Tianjin authorities were already powerless in fighting public opinion and the public. But when she saw Zhou Enlai and his three companions standing on the dock one by one from the public gallery, she still couldn't help feeling sour.She saw that all four of them were skinny. The small brass bell jingled violently, and the judge called "quiet" repeatedly, and then asked in a tone of voice: "Defendant Zhou Enlai, you took the lead in gathering a crowd to attack the office of the Zhili Provincial Office and disrupted the normal order of the government. Are you guilty?" "I'm guilty." Zhou Enlai nodded. Xi Dun made a noise while watching.Deng Yingchao's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened. Zhou Enlai then raised his face and said loudly: "I am guilty because I have already understood what a crime is in Tianjin and in China. What is a crime? Patriotism is a crime! Boycotting Japanese goods is a crime! Condemning the atrocities of Japanese ronin is a crime." Crime! It is a crime to protect the interests of the nation, appeal to the Zhili Office, and demand to see the commissioner of the Office!" The house was full of waves.Many people laughed. The judge rang the bell and said: "The defendant has gone too far and blatantly confused right and wrong!" "Since I confuse right and wrong, and the examples I gave are not criminal, let me ask, is it a crime for the police to beat students with gun butts to make them bleed? Is it a crime for the police to arrest members of public organizations and not interrogate them for several months? " "Are you interrogating me today, or am I interrogating you?" The judge became more and more annoyed. "Of course I'm going to interrogate you!" Zhou Enlai raised his hand and pointed at the judge. "Whoever has the truth is the judge! Today I represent the truth, patriotic students and patriotic people, and judge all brutal acts that trample on civil rights!" The judge didn't know what to say for a while.He wanted to bring this matter to an end, knowing that Tianjin's judiciary was as full of loopholes as a fishing net in this matter, but he also felt that he couldn't lose face completely.He received calls from various parties yesterday, and he understood that today is the final scene, he only knows the ending, but the actors who don't know the opponent's play also don't know the script.For a moment, he didn't know how to behave.Chinese judges are the most difficult judges in the world. "Are you guilty, defendant?" he added dryly, knowing that his voice had grown dull. His voice was already mixed with the uncontrollable noise, and the black and white courtroom was now full of color.The flowers in the hands of the young people flew over the fence one after another, and threw them on the four thin young people. Deng Yingchao climbed on the black-painted fence, called "Number Five", and then threw the wreath with her hands.Zhou Enlai bent down, and the garland fell from the top of his head accurately, hanging straight on his chest.The students in the auditorium and the public clapped their hands. There were also several flowers thrown at the judges, which were thrown by a few male students. They had strong hands. When the wet petals wiped the oily faces of the judges and their black robes, the three judges suddenly felt a little better. Give the feeling of face. "Zhou Enlai, Ma Qianli, Guo Longzhen and others have been tried by this court for the safety and harassment case, and they are released upon expiration of the term." The presiding judge immediately said at the top of his voice.He spoke quickly, got up and left the table after speaking, and left very quickly.The bailiffs disappeared when they disappeared, like some black rats all in a hole all at once. The fence was knocked down, and spectators flooded the dock like a flood.A big red banner with the words "Welcome Detained Delegates Released From Prison" fluttered and fluttered left and right, blooming in the court like flowers, causing newspaper reporters to take pictures. Deng Yingchao suddenly squatted on the ground and cried.She suddenly felt that she no longer had the strength to climb the fence.No one noticed her at the time.She heard nine car horns beeping outside the trial court, waiting to take the deputies out of prison to the Tianjin Chamber of Commerce, where there was still a welcome meeting waiting.She knew that Zhou Enlai was already being carried by many shoulders at this moment, and that Zhou Enlai was waving in all directions. As for the rhododendron wreath, she shed many tears, and only when everyone had flooded out of the Inquisition Chamber did she rise slowly from between the two rows of sturdy chairs.At this time, a woman walked through the cement tunnel, walked up to her and hugged her. This was her mother Yang Zhende. Deng Yingchao began to focus on woolen yarn.Knitting, I am afraid, can best reflect the fineness of emotion. A month later, Yang Zhende bought some big radishes and pushed open the door sweating.She found that her daughter was still sitting by the bedroom window, knitting her brown sweater quietly, as usual. The sweater has been woven, and my daughter is now embroidering words on the sweater with blue silk thread. Mother put down the radish and became curious: "Xiao Chao, what characters are you embroidering?" "Don't show it!" "Don't look at it." "Look, look, it's nothing special, it's just friendship between classmates." The mother took out the large sweater and looked at the six small blue characters embroidered on her daughter. The handwriting was delicate and correct: Warm you, Xiaochao. "Who warms it up?" "Do not say." "Don't talk, don't talk." "Didn't I just say it, classmate friendship!" "On a hot day, just a sweater?" "He's going across the ocean." "Who is it?" "Ask someone again, why don't you tell me! Anyway, he is going to cross the ocean and go to France." "Work-study program?" "If I can raise money, I will go too. Mom, I remember you read Qu Yuan's poem to me: The road is long and long, and I will search for it up and down. Mom, the country is so dark, how to seek liberation, how to fight for freedom Who among the young people doesn’t think about this issue, who doesn’t want to seek the truth? I support him very much.” "Yes, young man, you should be ambitious." Mother echoed and went into the kitchen.She felt a little uneasy, crossing the ocean, this is not a small problem.In fact, she knew very well who her daughter was giving this gift to. Yang Zhende started chopping radishes, and while cutting, he heard the door of the room, someone knocking, and then heard his daughter's voice of opening the door and a cheerful greeting. "Auntie!" After a while, a young man poked his head into the kitchen.Sure enough, it was Zhou Enlai. "Ah, Zhou Enlai, please sit down!" Yang Zhende said, "Xiao Chao, make tea for the guests!" Yang Zhende continued to chop the radishes, but very lightly.She did her best to catch the conversation coming from the bedroom.She heard Zhou Enlai saying, "Thank you, number one. This sweater will definitely accompany me to France." She heard her daughter ask again: "Is that poem of yours really for her?" She was startled, and Zhou Enlai, who was sitting in the living room, was also shocked.Zhou Enlai asked, "Which poem?" Deng Yingchao remained silent.Many things do not ask worth mentioning.Forget it, don't ask.But the sensitive Zhou Enlai guessed it. It was written in the detention center of the Hebei District Prosecutor's Office in early June. Li Yuru, a member of the Juewu Club, was going to France for a work-study program, so he wrote her a poem and asked someone to take it out of the prison. There is a sentence like this: "Go there, raise your tools, sweat your labor, make your achievements brilliant. Test your talents and keep your innocence. When you come back one day, unfurl the flag of freedom and sing the song of independence. Fight for women's rights, seek equality, and come to social experiments. In March, on the coast of Marseilles, on the outskirts of Paris, I may see you." Deng Yingchao didn't want to ask, but couldn't hold back anymore, and asked him again, and asked him whether one of the purposes of going to France was to "see you"? "I'm going to study." Zhou Enlai rubbed his hands, his expression became serious, "No. 1, you know, we organized dozens of evening lectures in prison, and I gave several lectures, starting with Marx's history of materialism Later, I talked about the history of class struggle, and later I talked about the theory of surplus labor and surplus value in Marx's economic theory. But I still can't explain it. I have to go to France, England, and Germany to see how the industries there are Instead of looking at the production conditions and living conditions of the workers there, as Shi Zijie introduced, I have to feel the breadth and depth of Marx. This is my purpose and I have no other purpose.” "Okay, stop talking." At this moment, Yang Zhende heard his daughter's voice again, "The four seasons are cold and warm, so take care of yourself." Then came Zhou Enlai's laughter again: "Look at you, you look like a little grown-up! People who have survived purgatory can't take care of themselves? Although I am a celibate, being celibate does not mean that you don't treat yourself well." The daughter was silent.What Yang Zhende heard was a long silence.She figured out her daughter's secret thoughts at this time.Then, she heard the voice of the guest saying goodbye. "Auntie, I'm leaving!" Zhou Enlai's smiling face poked into the kitchen again. "Please come and play again!" Yang Zhende said with a smile on his face. After the guest went out, Yang Zhende was stunned for a long time, she suddenly felt that she should say something to this handsome young man.So she put down the kitchen knife, took off her apron, and hastily opened the door to go out. It's hot outside, and the streets are full of sun.Yang Zhende walked a few steps quickly and caught up with Zhou Enlai who was wearing a sweater. Zhou Enlai stopped: "Aunt? Are you going out too?" Yang Zhende pulled Zhou Enlai under the shade of the tree: "The sun is bright, let's stand here for a while. I have something to say." "Auntie, tell me." "Are your parents still alive?" Zhou Enlai smiled and said: "When I was a baby, I passed on to my uncle. But my stepfather passed away soon. My biological mother passed away when I was nine years old. The next year, my stepfather passed away very soon. The story-telling stepmother passed away." Yang Zhende said in his heart: Poor child!She asked again: "Are you from Jiangsu?" "I was born in Huai'an, Jiangsu, and my ancestral home is Shaoxing, Zhejiang. Auntie, why do you ask this?" Yang Zhende hesitated for a while, and said, "Enlai, my daughter is still young, and she has never expressed anything to any classmates. I can feel my daughter's mood from this sweater." Zhou Enlai's expression was a little unnatural.He looked at the streets under the scorching sun, the rickshaws running on the streets, and at the toes of his shoes. "Of course, I also heard that you are a celibate, and you don't have the concept of starting a family. But, I hope you understand my daughter's feelings. She lost her father's love since she was a child." "Auntie, your daughter, although she is young, is very mature, and she even dared to push Yang Bangzi's bayonet with her body. Her enthusiasm, her courage, and her pursuit of truth have made me respect her all the time. .” "I hope you can remember our family even when you are in the ends of the earth." "I remember, Auntie," Zhou Enlai stretched out his hand and held her. "I have lost my mother since I was a child. When I look at you, it is like looking at my own mother. Auntie, you must take good care of Xiaochao." , I will never forget this period of my life in Tianjin, and I will never forget the feat of Xiaochao rushing to the police station with his bedding, Auntie, really, I will never forget!" "Let's go, Enlai, take care." Yang Zhende let out a long breath and waved.She has been standing under the shade of the tree, watching the vigorous back of this young man, she feels that she has done something for her daughter more or less.Later, the daughter asked her mother several times what she said to Zhou En. The mother said flatly, she didn't say anything, and I told him that those who travel across the ocean should pay more attention to their health! On this day, in Xiaoshan County, Zhejiang Province, a man and a woman with a lot of skin and flesh were swimming in the sun, giggling and giggling while swimming.Their attracting people to watch is not only the issue of exposing their flesh and blood, but also the issue of identity, one is the father-in-law and the other is the daughter-in-law. This is a large clear pond, and now a large group of men, women and children are surrounded by the pond, although such scenes have happened no less than ten times this month.This water-splashing pond is located in Yaqian Township, Xiaoshan County. Cicada cheered happily amidst the exclamation of onlookers. In this hot summer, when a large number of young people with aspirations in China were traveling across the sea to the West in search of a way to save and strengthen the country, Chen Duxiu started the process of forming the Communist Party in Shanghai, the city with the largest concentration of industrial workers in China.In August, he decided to call a meeting of great importance.One of the attendees at this meeting was a swimmer flopping in this pond. The swimmer was in the shape of a frog and kicked his legs vigorously. For a moment, he didn't hear the shout of a tall and thin young man rushing over: "Father, Shanghai Mr. Chen told you to go back to Shanghai!" This is the cry of his son Shen Jianlong.Shen Xuanlu poked his head out of the water when his son yelled for the fourth time.His daughter-in-law also poked her head out at this time.It was a young girl of nineteen, and she too heard her husband's voice. Naturally, it is extremely rare in China for a father-in-law and his daughter-in-law to swim in the same pool wearing underwear and shorts, but for this pond in Yaqian Township, Xiaoshan, it has happened many times.Shen Xuanlu's daughter-in-law is Yang Zhihua, she just married Shen Jianlong not long ago.When Shen Xuanlu founded a peasant school, he had to recruit a group of teachers with novel ideas. Yang Zhihua was one of them. She graduated from Zhejiang Women's Normal School. She first taught and then immediately took in her daughter-in-law. Shen Jianlong saw the two black heads and shouted again: "Father!" Shen Xuanlu flicked his hands for a while, stepped on the pond firmly with both feet, raised his face, and angrily corrected his son: "Shen Xuanlu!" The son hurriedly changed his words: "Shen Xuanlu, Shanghai Chen Duxiu sent a message, asking you to return to Shanghai tomorrow for a meeting!" Shen Xuanlu paddled to the edge of the pond, walked out of the pond, and while wiping his drenched body with a towel, he scolded his son loudly: "How many times have I told you that democracy must start with each family. Up and down, they should all be called by their first names to show civil rights, do you hear me clearly?" The son said: "Listen clearly, Shen Xuanlu." Yang Zhihua also went ashore.The underwear was narrow, revealing her slender body.Nor did she pay attention to the small chatter of the onlookers, or deliberately did not. Shen Xuanlu turned to her: "Have you heard clearly, Yang Zhihua?" "Listen clearly, Dad." The daughter-in-law stroked her flowing short hair. Shen Xuanlu stared: "Shen Xuanlu!" Yang Zhihua hurriedly said: "Listen clearly, Shen Xuanlu!" Shen Xuanlu wiped himself dry.He saw the sharecroppers by the pond looking at himself and his shirtless daughter-in-law like a diorama. "What are you looking at?" Shen Xuanlu shouted to the watching farmers, "Isn't it beautiful? Read a famous poem by me, Shen Xuanlu, for you!" The farmers applauded loudly.They have long been accustomed to Master Shen's frequent weird behaviors. Shen Xuanlu recited his poems.He is a poet, and recently he is writing a long poem named "Fifteen Niangs". He is writing it heartily, but what he is reading at this time is a very short poem of his own. Although the poem is short, he is very satisfied with it. , has been recited many times on different occasions.So he read it aloud, supplemented by hand gestures, with ups and downs: "Okay!" The cheers were warm and enthusiastic, and I don't know if I understood it. "Everyone, I advise everyone, don't look sideways," Shen Xuanlu waved the handkerchief in his hand and shouted, "This is a pond, not a bed. If it were a bed, I, Shen Xuanlu, would not be able to enter the water with my daughter-in-law today. This is The pond is shared by everyone. These days, our husband and wife have been swimming together, which reflects the equality of men and women and the sharing of rights, nothing surprising! This is a spirit of democracy and equality! Can you hear me clearly?" The tenant farmers said in unison: "Listen clearly, third master!" Shen Xuanlu was angry: "Shen Xuanlu!" The tenant farmers shouted in unison: "Listen clearly, Shen Xuanlu!" Shen Xuanlu said again: "Also, I announced here that my Shen family's rent for this year will be reduced by 10%!" The tenant farmers almost cheered: "Master Xie San!" Shen Xuanlu was angry again: "Shen Xuanlu!" The tenant farmers hurriedly said, "Thank you Shen Xuanlu!" Shen Xuanlu took the lake green silk clothes from the servant, put them on, tightened his belt, and asked his son, "When do you want me to leave?" "tomorrow." "Look, I just had your wedding wine, and within a few days, I have to leave again. This shows how important this meeting is for Chen Duxiu. Before I leave, I have something to say, Stegosaurus, I must tell you!" "I'm listening." The son acted obediently. My father suddenly showed a fierce look, and gritted his teeth: "Shen Jianlong, give me a clue. We have only been married for a few days, like flies smelling fishy, ​​and they are going to go to those dirty places? Yang Zhihua is no longer an outsider. The reason why I want to warn you in front of her is to make you sensible!" Yang Zhihua stroked his hair, looking melancholy, silent.She slowly put on the loose coat.She knew that she was getting married, and it was a little faster. Shen Jianlong didn't dare to look at his new wife, scratched his scalp, and said in a low voice, "I'll know, Dad." Shen Xuanlu stamped his feet: "Shen Xuanlu!" Shen Jianlong immediately said loudly: "I will know people, Shen Xuanlu." Shen Xuanlu got up before dawn, took the Zhejiang-Jiangxi Railway from Xiaoshan, then transferred to the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway to rush back to Shanghai.It was noon when we got back to Shanghai.He didn't care that the veins on his forehead were still rumbling and making the sound of railroad tracks, so he rushed directly to Rue Joffre in the French Concession.He understood what kind of meeting this was. Chen Duxiu wanted to form a party, and he had said it clearly several times. No. 6 Xinyuyangli on Xiafei Road is Dai Jitao's apartment. Chen Duxiu called this meeting in Dai's house, and he had his own idea. Shen Xuanlu pushed the door very hard.He strode into the door, panting first, then clasped his fists. "Sorry, sorry, everyone, I'm late!" Shen Xuanlu sat down in front of the buzzing British-made electric fan, and took out a crumpled handkerchief to wipe the sweat all over his neck. "Zhongfu, am I the last one?" Chen Duxiu looked at his pocket watch, frowned and said, "There is one important person missing, the head of this household is Dai Jitao." Shen Xuanlu couldn't understand for a while.Looking at the party members, it's almost the same. Li Hanjun, the editor of "Weekly Review", was there, Yu Xiusong was there to help the magazine, Li Dazai, and Chen Wangdao, the translator of "Communist Manifesto". Shen Xuanlu wiped off his sweat and asked where the head of the household had gone.Like him, Dai Jitao was the founder of "Weekly Review". The key point is that he was Sun Yat-sen's entourage secretary. Clouds rose.Chen Duxiu said: "This man, the key to the house is kept, but the person is nowhere to be seen! If you say something, you won't change your mind, right? Let's wait for him and have another cup of tea!" Dai Jitao knew that the house was full of friends and guests, and the matter discussed was also an important matter, so he also wanted to return to the apartment as soon as possible, but it was difficult to get away for a while.He was at Sun Yat-sen's residence on Molière Road at this time.When Sun Yat-sen met with Russian and Soviet guests, he must be accompanied.Sun Yat-sen regarded this meeting as very important, because the visitor was Wigginski. Sun Yat-sen, who was wearing a grass-green uniform, was sitting in a large armchair, watching the guests with sharp eyes.Wigginski sat upright, neither overbearing nor humble.Soong Ching Ling walked in and put an exquisite fruit dish on the tea table next to Wijinski, which contained pitted longan. "Please use it, it's very fresh. General Chen Jiongming from Fujian brought it here." Sun Yat-sen bowed slightly and made a polite gesture.His words were translated into English by Soong Ching Ling. "For the Russian Revolution led by Mr. Lenin, Sun Wen has always admired Yuga. When your country was founded, I sent a congratulatory telegram to Mr. Lenin. The Bolshevik Party is the welfare of the Russian people." Wikinsky said: "We are very grateful to Mr. Sun for his understanding of the cause of communism. We Russian revolutionaries all know your name and know that you are the mentor of the great Chinese people!" Before translating this sentence, Soong Ching Ling said softly to the guests: "Mr. Wigginski, I would like to make a request. If possible, please don't praise too much. My husband has had a rough life, and what is urgently needed now is encouragement rather than evaluation." .” Wigginski looked at Soong Ching Ling, smiled and said, "I understand very well." This lady, Wigginski thought, is a wonderful lady. Sun Yat-sen said: "I am working hard to reorganize the Kuomintang. It will be a party that represents the interests of the people of the whole country." Dai Jitao added: "Mr. Sun is working very hard." "In this regard, what advice does the Communist International have?" Sun Yat-sen leaned forward and asked. Wigginski hesitated, then said, "I wish Mr. Sun success." "thanks." "Excuse me, when will Mr. Sun return to Guangzhou?" "Soon." Sun Yat-sen looked very confident, "Guangzhou will soon be liberated from the counter-revolutionary Guangxi warlords, and I will set up a revolutionary government there again! Unfortunately, Guangzhou is too far away from your country. preventing us from being able to communicate with you promptly and effectively." "Perhaps, by radio, such a link could be established." Sun Yat-sen took advantage of the situation and suggested: "Can your government build a high-power radio station in Vladivostok?" "That's good advice. I will report it to our government in a timely manner." Sun Yat-sen was very happy. When the guests left, he personally sent them out of the gate.Dai Jitao wanted to go with him, saying he had something to do, but Sun Yat-sen kept him, saying: "Zhongzheng has come from Fenghua. I want to invite him back to the Guangdong Army, but I don't know if he will. Let's meet together." Having said that, Dai Jitao couldn't leave again. When Sun Yat-sen entered the study, Chiang Kai-shek, who was still in a gray cloth gown, stood at attention like a soldier, and said, "Zhongzheng is here to see Mr. Sun!" "Sit, sit, Jieshi." Sun Yat-sen said, "Sit quietly and read every day, are you still persisting?" "Zhongzheng perseveres every day." "Still silently reading Mencius's chapter on nourishing life and Princess Zeng Wenzheng's static advice?" "No, Zhongzheng's daily silent prayers are now changed to eight items: 1. Build a party and state. 2. Relieve people's livelihood. 3. People's hearts will be corrected. 4. Mother's longevity and health. 5. Yinggong is safe. 6. Second son is established. 7. Wisdom and virtue Progress day by day. Eighth, achievements.” "Good! Good!" Sun Yat-sen became excited, "You Jiangzhong is a young talent. You have military talents, but your murderous spirit is a little bit heavier. Didn't you write such a poem when you were in Japan? The murderous spirit is all over the world, and your strength is strong." It's better for people to be willing to give up. I am responsible for the completion of my Shenzhou, and I will be a prince in the east!" Chiang Kai-shek was very surprised. How could Mr. Sun still remember the poems he had read aloud? Sun Yat-sen said: "Your poems are well-written and heroic, so I remember them. In your poems, your revolutionary ambitions are fully revealed, but the murderous intent is too heavy. Revolutions naturally kill people, but the important thing is to use them. Convincing people by doctrine is fundamental. That’s why I encourage you to keep silently reading the Chapters of Mencius and Princess Zeng Wenzheng’s Admonitions. However, it’s also good and righteous for you to read the eight items every day instead. What about me? , I am going to ask you to return to the Guangdong Army, you must go back, your military position is the chief of the general staff of the Second Army." Just as Chiang Kai-shek was about to defend something, Sun Yat-sen stopped him immediately. "I know what you're going to say." Sun Yat-sen said, "Chen Jiongming is not a ox, but he has horns. However, with my face, he will not treat you like before. Your military talent He still appreciates it very much. Didn’t he tell you that the Cantonese army can be defeated without a brother? He still respects you from the bottom of his heart. As for yourself, Jieshi, you should be more generous and work with Chen Jiongming well. Come, today, I will give you a couplet of books." Sun Yat-sen went to the desk, took a lake pen, pondered for a moment, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote two lines of characters.The words he wrote are: "Poor reason is at the beginning of things. Research is at the beginning of the mind." Sun Yat-sen read it again, and then wrote "The book is a gift to Zhongzheng". Chiang Kai-shek was extremely moved.这种感动之情，孙中山看出来了。孙中山说：“事物始生之处，心意初动之时，都是最要紧的关节，一定要善加把握。介石，你的静坐默祷之举，是符合此理的，我很赞成。季陶，你是不是也要注意这个心意初动之时呢？” 戴季陶一愣，似乎知道孙中山所指为何，于是便小心作答：“先生教诲极是。我要注意。” 蒋介石听出话中有因，问戴季陶：“怎么了？” 戴季陶低声说：“陈独秀要组织共产党，跟我商量了几次。此事，我也跟先生说了。” “共产党？俄苏的那种党？”蒋介石脸色一阴，“你怎么说？” “我说，我要考虑考虑” “考虑考虑？”蒋介石脸色大变，“还能考虑什么呢，你不是已经有党了么？有了自己的党，还要参加什么党？” “是的，是的。”戴季陶一面应声，一面察看着站在窗前的孙中山，“我是极珍视自己的党籍的。” 孙中山慢慢回转身，直视自己的秘书，勉强咧嘴笑一笑，“你既珍视自己的国民党籍，又要去参与别的党，这种自打嘴巴的行为，是你戴传贤做得的？” “亏你追随先生那么多年！”蒋介石忽然用很大的声音这么说。 这句刺耳的话，叫戴季陶吓了一大跳。蒋介石当年跟他一起在虞洽卿的证劵公司玩股票的时候，也是这么一惊一乍的，喊得他耳膜嗡嗡响。 戴季陶明白，蒋介石这话一半是说给孙先生听的，蒋介石要表忠心，但是，此言也体现了蒋介石的顽如石头般的朋党意识。他承认，蒋介石比他血性更热。 陈独秀扔掉手中的雪茄，他的耐心有限。 “不等了！”他说，“你看，就算是在孙中山那里磨蹭吧，也不能没个时间！现在威金斯基先生也到了，杨明斋也到了，就他这个主人还不来！开会吧，秀松，把门关上，我们开会！” 是威金斯基赶来之后，说起孙中山的秘书此时在孙中山身边，孙中山留他有事。 俞秀松合门栓的时候，手势很轻。 “诸位，”陈独秀环视众人，“今天这个会，乃是结朋党之会。朋党所结为何？只为四万万受欺压受剥削的中国同胞谋取福利！朋党何名？我与守常商量了，就叫共产党！又新印刷厂已经将陈望道先生翻译的《共产党宣言》出版了，首版一千册，现在发给诸位每人一册。” 陈望道给每人送上一册，一边送一边作吟哦状：“一个幽灵，共产主义的幽灵，在上海徘徊。” “啊，啊，对了，”陈独秀笑，“陈望道此刻口译一句：在上海徘徊，那就是点出今天这个会议的主题了。我们今日之举，就是要正式地严谨地成立上海共产党！” 沈玄庐说：“对，幽灵进门，水到渠成！” 威金斯基想说话，向杨明斋动动手指头。 杨明斋马上说：“威金斯基同志说，他想说几句话。” 陈独秀同意：“请他说。” 杨明斋听了一段急促的俄语，然后翻译说：“威金斯基同志说，中国现在关于新思想的潮流，虽然汹涌澎湃，然而局限颇多。第一，太复杂。有无政府主义，有工团主义，有社会民主主义，有基尔特社会主义，五花八门，没有一个主流，使中国思想界的现状，成为混乱局面。” 陈独秀插言说：“此言一语中的。” “第二，没有组织。在报纸上写文章的多，在生活中做具体工作的少。中国的革命不是靠空话推动的，必须要有坚强有力的政党的领导，所以，对于陈独秀同志今日筹建共产党，我们共产国际远东书记处认为是极富远见之举，我们祝愿中国同志成功！” 众人悄悄鼓掌。掌声尚未止歇，便闻咚咚咚敲门声。众人听着皆一惊。 俞秀松欲去开门，陈独秀说一声“慢”，自己先离座，警觉地走到门口。 “谁敲门？”他问。 “我，仲甫。”戴季陶的声音。 大家一齐放了心。 戴季陶进门，口还没开，眼圈先就红了，接着，泪水扑哧哧流了下来。 “即便迟到，也不至于这样呀！发生什么事了，季陶？”陈独秀十分讶异。 “我对不起诸位，对不起诸位！共产主义党的组建，季陶是全然赞成的。陈望道翻译《共产党宣言》，也是季陶委托的。季陶原本是准备做一名共产党员的，只是，季陶现在想来，自有种种不方便之处。” 所有这些话，他都是抽噎着说的。这种抽噎，就使得李汉俊首先皱眉了，“戴传贤你想退出？” 戴季陶用手绢按按眼，说：“季陶其实是不想退出的” “戴传贤先生，你是自由身，”陈独秀以手指敲桌面，声气很重，“脚长在你身上，想走就走，想留就留，全然不必顾虑，你只消留下一句话就是了。” 戴季陶忽然又号啕起来，大把大把的鼻涕喷在手掌上。 沈玄庐摇头道：“唉哟哟，唉哟哟，如丧考妣。” 陈独秀说：“看你这阵势，季陶，还是走吧。虽说你是此房房主，我看还是回避为好。” 戴季陶止了泪，说：“我心里，委实是吊桶十五，七上八下。仲甫，说句兜底的话，只要孙先生在世一日，季陶就不能加入别的党。” “走吧走吧，”陈独秀牵上他的湿糊糊的手，送他到门口，拉开门栓，“你的孙先生，还在等着你呢。” 戴季陶忽然说：“这房子，我也不想住了，留给你们用好了，也算是传贤一片心意。说实的，仲甫，要是传贤不顾忌孙先生……” “知道知道，走吧走吧，你自己保重！”陈独秀送其出屋，随后，很快地返身关门。大浪淘沙，也是没办法的事情。陈独秀看看大家，看得出大家的心情都很沉闷。 “也好也好，”陈独秀说，“一起步就发现软骨头，也好。怎么不好？好！山高路远的，省得以后骨折。现在，还有没有要掉眼泪的？有没有要声言退出的？沈玄庐，你当过浙江省参议会议长之要职，你想不想退出？” “看扁我沈定一？我沈定一能像他戴传贤那样不识相吗？！我儿子结婚一礼拜不到，我就跌跌撞撞赶回上海，一脸的喜酒还没醒呢！我图什么？我就图个共产主义，我就赞成俄式革命，我沈某人是什么人物？我可不是他戴传贤这只小老鼠！” “那好，汉俊，把你准备的红被面拿过来。” 李汉俊应声取出半床红色绸缎被面。他与俞秀松一起，踩上一张叽叽嘎嘎作响的太师椅，将之悬挂于墙。 半堵墙顿时红了。 陈独秀说：“诸位同志，权当这就是一面赤色大旗，象征赤色革命。诸位既愿加盟共产党，就请举拳宣誓。” 威金斯基通过杨明斋提出一项建议，他说，这面旗帜还不像党的旗帜，应该剪把镰刀和锤子的标志贴上去。陈独秀愣半晌，说算了算了，现在来不及了，现在就是我们这些人了，以后工人农人加入了，再来镰刀锤子不迟。陈独秀后来对月底赶来上海的张国焘说，想不到这个威金斯基还有点迂气，不过总的说，这个人心地很好，有书生气，有书生气者免不了都有点迂气。 一九二年八月二十二日是礼拜天，天气炎热。上海共产党组织就这样诞生了。人员起始是八位，后来增到十七位，是这样的一些姓名：陈独秀、李汉俊、李达、陈望道、沈玄庐、俞秀松、邵力子、沈雁冰、李启汉、杨明斋、林伯渠、施存统、李中、周佛海、沈泽民、袁振英、李季。陈独秀为这些人的书记。书记一词，也是北方邻邦带过来的，多说说也就顺口了。凑巧的是，在上海成立共产党组织的那些日子里，列宁正在莫斯科主持召开共产国际第二次代表大会。他在大会上作了《民族和殖民地问题》的发言，将目光投向了东方。在中国上海滩同时响起的钟声，他或许隐隐约约听到了几下。 而在一个多月之后的中国北京，李大钊也召集了会议，他把地点选在北大图书馆的亢慕义斋。 “亢慕义斋”挂有一副对联：“出实验室入监狱，南方兼有北方强。”北京十月的阳光，透过窗玻璃，折射在这副对联上。显然，这幅对联的内容，源于陈独秀的那段著名之言。 李大钊认为选在这个房间开会特别有意义，所以他说：“诸位，我们在亢慕义斋，也就是在共产主义室，召开共产党组织的成立会，意义特别重。我们先请张申府把从上海带回来的《共产党》周刊创刊号发给大家。” 张申府时年二十五，北京大学讲师。他动作利索地开始分发刊物。 张国焘、刘仁静、罗章龙、黄凌霜这些人，一拿到刊物就翻起来，书页嚓嚓作响，响出了油墨的香味。 “真是不错啊，”李大钊说，“上海建党之后，立即出刊了《共产党》。李达主编，立论犀利，大家看看，倾盆大雨，痛快淋漓啊！”张申府也说：“看看，这个叫沈玄庐的，写的文章注意到了中国农民中国农民占人口的大多数，无论在革命的预备时期还是在革命的行动时期，他们都是占重要位置的，设若有了他们的阶级觉悟，可以起来进行阶级斗争，我们的社会革命、共产主义都有了十分的可能了！ 写得多好！” 黄凌霜合上刊物，当做扇子摇起来，“我有个意见要发表，李先生。” 李大钊说：“你说，凌霜。” 黄凌霜点点自己和另外几位同伴说：“我们几个，既认为共产主义是合理的，亦认为无政府主义是崇高的” “嗨，嗨，”刘仁静说，“我们今天可不是来讨论无政府主义的！” “我反对你的偏见！”黄凌霜站起来。他很看不起这位自以为是的小个子。“无政府社会有什么不好？无政府的社会是去除一切强权的社会，由平民自己建立各种团体管理自己，比如办教育就有教育会，办农业就有农业会，这是何等美妙的境界！苏俄的无产专政，也并不见得赛过无政府主义。李先生，你是知道的，我去年在《新青年》五卷五号上就发表过《马克思学说批评》，我就这样说：苏俄之专政，也无非是建立私权，保护少数特殊幸福的机关。我主张的共产主义，是无政府之共产主义，这一点，我是很明确的。” 李大钊劝黄凌霜坐下去，他说：“凌霜，我们今日的议题，是建立党的组织” 黄凌霜又站起来，说：“我就是这个意思，我们今日成立组织，也应照着理想去做。我们不应有任何形式，不要有束缚。今日的会议，也不要有主席，不要有会议记录！今后，也应当这样，人人都是自由者，人人都是主人！” 这样的提议，倒是叫温文尔雅的李大钊也皱眉头了。 张国焘恼了，说：“我们是成立一个政党还是烧一锅稀饭？这么稀稀拉拉，行么？” 李大钊赶紧说：“凌霜说的，也有道理。党内倡导民主，没有独裁。但是分工还是要的。党内工作，我看这样安排，职工运动的发动工作，请张国焘负责；由黄凌霜编辑一个周刊，可以起名《劳动者周刊》；罗章龙、刘仁静、张国焘一起负责发起社会主义青年团；我本人，分担联络的任务。这种安排，大家以为如何？” 张国焘有点犯难，说：“分工我做职工运动，我是同意的，只是，活动经费的筹措” 李大钊说：“这样吧，国焘，我每月捐出薪俸八十元，为活动之需。” 李大钊顺利地分了工，使会议的结局得以圆满。李大钊总有这个本事，把一个很难画的圆圈画成了，而且画封闭了，画严实了。在这次会议之前，九月份，他其实已经与张申府、张国焘开过了一个三人的会议，三双手握在一起，算是成立了共产党的北京支部。此次人员的扩大，也算是圆满的。黄凌霜这几个人，共产主义之旗号还不鲜明，这事儿有缺陷，但此事也须文火来煮，着急不得，眼下主要是看其有无为革命献身的理想，有无一腔热血。 十一月份，秋风吹成冬风的时候，湖南的毛泽东也加快了步伐。为建党一事，他几次去楚怡小学找何叔衡商量。他告诉这位前清秀才，湖北的另一位前清秀才董必武，也已经在他自家宅中召集过一个会了，建立了湖北的共产党组织。他们推荐一个叫包惠僧的当了书记，那个包姓青年人是北大文科的肄业生。 何叔衡笑眯眯说：“润之，还是先说开慧吧。” 毛泽东一愣，说：“扯什么呀，何胡子，我说的是开会。” “先说开慧，后说开会。”何叔衡放下手中的紫砂茶壶，认认真真地说，“我表侄是开花轿店的，我给你备一顶花轿吧？” “何谓花轿？”毛泽东听不懂。 “人生大事，没一顶花轿，怎么抬得动？” 毛泽东知道何胡子说的是什么事。人生大事固然是人生大事，但是人生大事也并非一定要别人抬着来完成。抬，不是个好听字眼。尤其是在中国，众人所抬，可能不是新娘，而是孔老夫子。 “何胡子，”毛泽东严肃起来，“你我是不是新民学会会员？我们是不是立志要反对封建陋习？” “润之我告诉你，花轿，也不光是小姐太太坐的！你以为，劳苦大众只有一辈子抬的份，连一回坐的份也没有？” “何胡子啊何胡子，我说东，你偏说西，不跟你说开慧了，还是跟你说开会的事。你先看看这封信，这封信太要紧了。” 毛泽东递给何叔衡看的一封信是来自法兰西的，蔡和森写的，信上力陈建党之必要。蔡和森的意见，毛泽东一直是看重的。毛泽东昨夜在湖南一师附属小学的宿舍里睁眼到天亮，所念所思，不是开慧，确实是好友和森，是和森对国内局势的判断。 几日以后，毛泽东便约了五个人，一起踱步在青山祠侧畔的一块空坪上。毛泽东不作室内开会之举，只作坪上踱步之状，为的是安全。湖南乌云蔽日，形势依旧险恶，革命者不能不防。老省长张敬尧是走了，新省长赵恒惕不见得和善。青山祠是一师附小的教师宿舍，祠畔有一大块空坪，阳光融融，正好散步。 这个会开得奇，是迈步子的会，毛泽东想，正好，寓意行动，共产党说到底就是行动之党。 于是毛泽东停下步子，这样对大家说：“蔡和森从法国寄来的信，诸位都已经看过了。和森说，无产阶级革命有四种利器，一个是党，一个是工会，一个是合作社，一个是苏维埃。尤其是党，党是革命运动的发动者、宣传者、先锋队、作战部。所以和森力主明目张胆正式成立一个中国共产党。他的想法，与陈仲甫先生委托我在湖南成立党组织的想法，殊为一致。我已经复信和森了，我说，你的想法，我没有一个字不赞成的。” 何叔衡说：“润之，道理都明白，莫多讲，再说，北鄂已动，南湘安能不动。我看，今日大吉，就算成立了吧！” 毛泽东取出一页纸，说：“今天来的，都是信仰共产主义的同志。我们一边散步，一边就算结盟了。请诸位都签上自己的大名。” 何叔衡说：“无奈已是初冬，北风无情。若是春季，此地满眼桃花，我们今日便叫做桃园六结义。” 众人笑，先后签名。 会散之后，毛泽东特意留下何叔衡，说：“何胡子，我还有一项私人请求。” “何言请求？说就是了。” 毛泽东还不好意思开口。何叔衡说：“润之从不开金口求人，如今相求，定是要事，赶快说吧。” “你真的有一个表侄开花轿店？” “是啊，此店开张十年有余了！” 毛泽东犹豫说：“我想” 何叔衡笑：“这就是说，润之真的要跟杨教授的女儿成亲了？” “嘘！” “嘘什么？男女作合，天经地义，还怕什么耳朵听到？润之，你都二十七了，你还以为小？结党结婚两不偏废才对。” “我想，成亲也是一件大事，既是办大事，好像也该有一顶花轿。” “什么叫敬酒不吃吃罚酒？说的就是你润之的这顶花轿！我早说过，百姓成亲也该坐轿！” “本来我想，大家都是新民学会会员，该是提倡节俭，反对陋习，花轿鞭炮之类，理应统统取消。可是昨日有个王老师跟我说，你这个做校长的，只晓得拿刀枪反封建，不晓得拿杆秤称称女人的心。” “何谓称称女人之心？” “他说，女人，一辈子就是两抬，一次抬进门，一次抬出门。” 何叔衡眼一圆，说：“不假，一为婚礼，一为葬礼。” “这两抬，都是女人最风光的时候。抬进门时，是笑的，抬出门时，是哭的。” “不假，为人一世，唯哭笑二字。” “这就叫悲欢人生。” “是啊是啊，人活一辈子，无非一个悲字，一个欢字，除却悲欢二字，人还剩什么？”何叔衡大点其头。 “所以我想，女人一生两抬，若是少了进门这一抬，两抬剩一抬，便是月缺一半。悲欢两字丢了一字，岂非人生一大憾事？” “所以你今日想吃罚酒，来跟我讨一顶轿子抬抬了？” “就托托你那位表侄吧，”毛泽东不好意思地说，“不须四抬大轿，一乘轻兜小轿即可，只求个意思罢了。” 杨开慧身穿一件绣花小棉袄，肩背一只鼓鼓的书包，走过板仓村外的小木桥。她今日走路感到特别轻松，胸也挺得很高。今日是成亲日，她要步行到妙高峰青山祠去，她的新郎在那儿等她。 哥哥杨开智一路送她出村。 “回吧，哥，别送了。”杨开慧说，她看见哥哥憨厚的脸上有一些泪痕。“哥，别伤心，照顾好妈妈，我会经常回来看你们的。” “你看你，就这么一只书包。” 杨开智一想到妹妹出嫁如此简单，心里就紧。倒是母亲劝他：你知道天上的龙是怎么走的？是飞的，是爬的，是拱的，是滚的？你爸爸早就说过人家毛润之是龙行之人，龙行之人自有龙行之福。你就省点心，万不必管你妹妹和妹夫的方圆尺寸。 杨开慧笑着对哥哥说：“人家毛泽东不送一点儿聘礼，我又带什么嫁妆呢？其实