Chapter 54 Remarks: "The Road is Difficult" (Chen Xianquan)

I wanted to write to you several times, but I always put it aside because of many difficulties. Today, because I hit a few nails on the flat road, I almost broke my head and bleed. This makes me unable to bear it anymore.Returning to the apartment, turning on the light, picking up the pen, panting, no matter what, I decided to write and send it. You know it: a small island with beautiful scenery and prosperous commerce in our southern country is now Hong Kong managed and maintained by Mr. Duo Meng Yingyang. My lord has given you some gifts.You feel sorry for it, and thank you endlessly on "Yusi".Naturally, I do the same. I want to use a little space in "Yusi" to thank some of our poor compatriots in Hong Kong!

It was only two full moons since I came to Hong Kong from Shantou. During this short period of time, my heart felt sore like a lost love.Because one day, I accidentally bought a copy of "New China News" from the street. When I read the supplement, there were many large characters written horizontally in the article: "I was seized." Only then did I realize that what was discussed in the article was somewhat related to socio-economic issues and women's chastity issues.I was so bold that I actually wrote an article "Modern Chinese Literature and Art and Love Issues" and sent it to Dajue, the supplement of Daguang Daily.Within two days, a reporter from the newspaper replied to my letter, saying that four pages of my article had been seized by the censor and could not be published; Come out, this is really the devil who has ravaged my heart and soul.After asking my friends, I learned that our compatriots (that is, high-ranking Chinese) were responsible for this inspection.And there is such a thing: that is, during the inspection, the newspaper office can give the inspector a few dollars as a thank you, or set a monthly remuneration, so there is a lot of room for discretion in the inspection.This cannot be regarded as the benefit of our compatriots of high-level Chinese!

Really, maybe I have the same canopy luck as you this year.If not, it would not be like this: I ran to Hong Kong from Wanzi with two friends on the road, which is near Queen's Wharf, and was accidentally entangled by three or four of our compatriots.They questioned us several times in detail, touched our shoulders to thighs, and pulled along the belt, which almost made my trousers come off.We had no choice but to sincerely say to them: "Please don't search like this, we are all scholars!" "Scary! I'm just afraid, the Communist Party is mostly scholars." So they took a few volumes of manuscripts in my hand, took a look at them suspiciously, and asked me, "Is this a manifesto?"

"What is the manifesto? This is my friend's manuscript." I replied.However, they finally didn't believe it, and when they tore it with their hands, a few pages of the manuscript paper were torn, and the handwriting was also broken.I was so angry that I clenched my fists and wanted to hit the tip of their noses, but looking at the vicious foreign guns on their buttocks in a blink of an eye, it only taught me to stay and be a numb thing with no resistance.Things dragged on for 20 to 30 minutes before Fang Shi silently allowed us to start walking. This kind of thing happened several times in a row, and at this last time, they actually wanted to drag me to the Taiguan (that is, the police station) for interrogation.They said that I had a small knife in my pocket (which I often used to cut books and papers) and a diary with the names and mailing addresses of several friends written in it. They were afraid that I was the leader of a secret party. Had to run with them.After traveling five or six miles to Taiguan, only one of our senior compatriots in a suit stood in front of me and questioned me for a while, and then I was released.At this time, I couldn't cry, I couldn't laugh, I went back to my apartment, lay on the bed, stared at the ceiling, piercing, and suffered for a while, so I endured the heart and wrote you this letter, and I would like to write this letter to you. Spread the cloth to tell the people of the country.

Li Bai just sighed: "The road to Shu is as difficult as going up to the blue sky." However, the Dama Road in Hong Kong is so difficult now, which is amazing!I will not leave Hong Kong in the future, so I decided not to take the difficult road, do you think it is okay? Chen Xianquan.Hong Kong, January 12. EE [1] This article was originally published in the "Correspondence" column of the seventh issue of the fourth volume of "Yusi" weekly magazine on January 28, 1928, after the article "Travel is difficult". [2] Refers to Dong Xianzhen, a native of Shaoxing, Zhejiang, and the younger brother of Dong Qiufang.In 1927, Dong Qiufang ran away because he was wanted by the Zhejiang provincial government of the Kuomintang. Dong Xianzhen was mistaken for Dong Qiufang in a hotel in Hangzhou and was arrested.