Chapter 4 Chapter One

After the soldiers took the money, they stopped laughing, and all of them looked upright and did not look sideways. Hideyama Jiro hastily snatched up this bought scene.But he still felt that he was not satisfied enough, and explained with Zhang Sansheng for a while while gesticulating.Zhang Sansheng finally figured it out, he walked up to the soldiers again, pointed to the human head standing on the ground and asked: "Which military lord put this human head together just now?" Seeing someone laughing, He hurriedly said again: "Mr. Xiushan wants you to hold up the head and take a picture."

The soldier boldly walked up, grabbed the head and held it up to his chest, "You can cut it down, what will you do if you lift it up!" As he spoke, he held the braid of the head over his shoulder in one hand, and leaned on the ground with the gun in the other. Following the posture of the martial arts student on the stage, he made a debut.There was a commotion among the onlookers.Someone shouted. Hideyama Jiro waved his hands dumbfounded, "No! No! Your wrong... your unreal..." While talking, he asked Zhang Sansheng to explain his intention again, and pointed anxiously at the west-slanting sun.Because he has been carrying the camera with Hideyama Jiro, Zhang Sansheng has learned a few words of foreign language.He babbled in response, then walked over to play with the soldier again: "Mr. Xiushan wants you to squat down, come on, come on, this is the right way..."

Pushed by Zhang Sansheng, the soldier squatted down on the side of the street, and complained unhappily: "It's not a chess game for others to see, what does it look like when you squat down, it doesn't look good at all!" Hideyama Jiro nodded, and once again rushed to take this satisfactory shot.Then he waved his finger at Zhang Sansheng: "Give it to him." Zhang Sansheng yelled in dissatisfaction: "Mr. Xiushan, you just don't listen, you just don't listen, people are cheap bones, the more you get used to it, the more cheap they become... You don't know how much money you will spend in two days!"

Despite what he said, Zhang Sansheng knew that the money belonged to Mr. Xiushan, not his own.He is just a servant carrying a machine.He was also hired by Mr. Xiushan with money, so he couldn't defy Mr. Xiushan.Zhang Sansheng put five copper coins in the soldier's hand again.There are envious eyes all around.Everyone seems to be dissatisfied, and they are all waiting for something worth seeing.  Waiting for Hideyama Jiro to carefully pack the camera.Zhang Sansheng picked up the wooden box containing the camera in one hand, and then carried the wooden tripod on his shoulder, shaking his head impatiently at the crowd, "Go away! Go away! No more photos, no more photos today! What are you doing to block the road! You are not stupid, you can’t understand human language.”

The crowd of onlookers made way for a gap.Seeing the mysterious and wealthy Mr. Yang heading away with his machine, everyone was a little disappointed.Some of them had seen that thing called a photograph with their own eyes.Those were a few photos that Hideyama Jiro deliberately carried on his body in order to illustrate the benefits and harmlessness of taking pictures.He often needs to take them out repeatedly, so that those "Chinese people" who are worried about being photographed and lost their souls can see the real evidence.Use evidence to tell them that the person above is the person from Yincheng who took the photo, and they are their own neighbors. Their unfounded worries are groundless and ridiculous.Hideyama Jiro is used to this kind of scene of being surrounded by crowds, and he will not have any mood swings because of this.Reason is telling him: just like a cow does not need to understand pi, it is impossible for these people to understand the difference between silver nitrate photographic film and celluloid film, let alone understand what a Tiansai universal lens is.As long as those "evidences" and the copper coins in Zhang Sansheng's bag are taken out, Xiushan Jiro can solve all problems like taming animals.However, these "Chinese people" will never know that there is something called history in this dark box sealed by wood and glass.

The west-slanting sun has already sunk half behind Yuquan Mountain, and the cool and dark streets in the evening have lost heat and sunlight.Half of the setting sun on the top of the west mountain caresses the continuous tile roofs and tall bell and drum towers of the old city, leaving a simple and quiet place that no one watches under the reflection of the slanting light. Not far from the west gate of the old city, there is a fork in the avenue where you can take a carriage.Walk five miles southwest along this mountain road sheltered by pine forests, and you will come to the bottom of the valley.A valley with a vast pine forest, sandwiched by a green winding stream, the road is deep and quiet, and the mountain air is cool.Qingshan cuts off the bustling and chaotic city. There are no streets and houses in sight, no noisy city noise, no cranes and herds of cattle, except for the chirping of birds in the forest, even pedestrians are rarely seen.In the middle, we have to pass two small villages with more than 20 families, and pass some paddy fields with uneven heights and flat like mirrors.One of these two villages is called Shangwanba and the other is called Xiawanba.Below the mountain road, farmers are wearing bamboo hats and bowing in the fields, shepherd boys are mowing grass beside buffaloes, and ducks are playing games by the stream.After passing the Shangwan Dam, the valley where the paddy fields disappeared suddenly became steeper, and the valley full of boulders was washed clean by the stream.Going forward for more than one mile, a suspension bridge spans the stream. Across the suspension bridge, under the straight cliff on the other side of the stream, a bluestone fortress emerges.A stone plaque is embedded on the gate of the fort, and the word "Songshan" on the plaque is as stable as Mount Tai.From a distance, the crenels of the fort wall have towering eaves and towering pavilions.After crossing the suspension bridge, walk into the gate covered with iron nails and iron shields, pass through the corridor, go up nine steps, climb up to the platform, and go up another nine steps, facing a stone gate tower with four engraved on the forehead. There is an ancient seal character: Qingshan Baiyun.Behind the stone square is another scene.A stream introduced from among the rocks passes through the courtyard and around the room in the courtyard. Following the winding stream, there is a bridge for ten steps and a fence for five steps.Under the dense osmanthus and orange trees, there are bamboo bushes and flower ponds.Among the verdant vegetation, white walls and black tiles, winding corridors, solidify the indescribable tranquility and leisure among the houses.Standing in the courtyard of the villa, you will faintly hear the sound of splashing water from the flying spring.In the northwest corner of the yard is a lotus pond with a size of one mu, and a stone boat with carved beams and painted buildings quietly "floats" beside the water.On the north bank of the lotus pond, there is a majestic and steep natural boulder like a mountain. On the boulder stands a square pavilion with a stone pillar and stone top.At a glance, the boulder and the stone pavilion are integrated into one, and the craftsmen just took advantage of the situation to drill through it.Walk around the lotus pond along the bamboo path paved with pebbles, and climb up the corner pavilion along the stone steps. In the corner pavilion, there are four small ones and one large one, and slightly polished stones are used as tables and stools.Standing high above the entire fortress, your sight suddenly becomes clear. At the end of the suddenly turning valley, you will see a stone wall rising from the ground. At the notch on the top of the stone wall, a stream of snow-white spring water splashes like a white silk. down, and fell into the deep dark green pool under the stone wall.An ancient pine with coiled branches grew out from the half-waist of the stone wall, and beside the white silk, it was like a mystery hanging in the air.When the full moon arrives, the mountains and fields are dark, the moon is shining in the sky, and the wilderness is boundless, a line of flying springs speaks with the sky and the earth under the high moonlight.Being in it, the heart of dust is washed away, and I don't know how many feelings and thoughts have flowed into the night sky with the sound of gurgling water.This is what Liu Lanting boasted to his friends at the Xiashuiguan pier, the most of the eight scenic spots in Yincheng - "Moon shines on the flying spring".

Just like the Li family in Jiusi Hall on Paifang Street, with their proud "Shuangfang of Ancient Huai Trees", the Liu family in Dunmu Hall has their well-known Songshan villa.Since the completion of this villa in the fifth year of Kangxi, for more than 240 years, I don’t know how many officials and celebrities sat in the stone pavilion with the master of the Liu family, listening to the deafening pines, watching the flying springs and falling valleys, and raising their glasses to invite When drinking alcohol, the long years of the past and present have been turned into "green mountains and white clouds" that last forever.

These landscapes, all the mountains, forests, and paddy fields in this valley are the inheritance of the Liu family of Dunmutang in Yincheng.All the farmers in the two villages of Shangwanba and Xiawanba are also tenants of the Liu family for generations.The ancestors of Dunmutang built this Songshan villa for the glory of their families for generations, and set it, together with the ancestral hall and ethnology, as a permanent property that cannot be divided or resold forever.Thirty gun-wielding servants have been kept in this fort that was built on the basis of danger.The food, vegetables, seasonal melons and fruits, fish and poultry needed in the fort are all provided by the two villages of Shangxiawanba.In accordance with the traditional family rule that the family land rent is used to pay for the ancestral hall and ethnology expenses, the land rent of all 600 mu of paddy fields in this valley is also included in the daily maintenance expenses of the villa.Surplus expenses are only allowed to be retained and cannot be embezzled.In addition to being used for the Liu family's summer vacation, Songshan Villa used half of the house as the Liu family's private Songshan Academy, and hired a famous Confucian scholar as the head of the academy with a huge sum of five hundred taels of silver every year.All descendants of the Liu surname can be given priority to study here.Those from poor families are exempted from paying the "salute money".And use a huge sum of money to reward the offspring who are hardworking in the imperial examination: "The descendants of the hall, the students who take the provincial examination, the assistant fee is 22 taels of silver. The children's examination county, government, and hospital are charged with two strings of help papers for each exam. Those who enter the pan will help one silver One hundred taels. Those who repair granaries will be given 20 taels of silver. Those who take the pilot test in the township examination will be given 400 taels of silver in the north. Those who have served outside will not be given... All the tenants of this ancestral hall who are over 60 years old will be given a grain of grain every year..." All these regulations have been reported to the government for record, and a stele and inscriptions have been erected in the ancestral hall of Dunmu Hall, requiring the descendants of the Liu family Future generations abide by it forever and pass it on from generation to generation.This villa is the ultimate and symbol of leisure and leisure, and the guarantee of eternal prosperity of wealth, knowledge and status.If there was no bombing at Huixian Teahouse, this scenery, this valley, this flying spring, these hard-working farmers, this kind of tranquility for generations, maybe it would really belong to the Liu family of Yincheng Dunmu Tang for generations, maybe it would be true. It will remain on the yellowed pages of "Yincheng County Chronicles" from generation to generation.If there was no explosion on this day, Liu Lanting would never have thought that he cherishes the education school so much, nor would he have thought that his original decision would push himself into such a difficult choice.

Liu Lanting got the news while waiting for the famous dish in Shifang. According to the usual practice, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Sangong brought the whole family to Songshan Villa to enjoy the moon and listen to the spring.Liu Sangong's favorite dish, "Fresh fish in autumn", will naturally be delivered to the villa.Liu Sangong's Tuqiu fresh fish is a must in Yincheng.Ten miles away from the city, there is an underground river on Yuquan Mountain. The river is icy cold all year round, and it is called Lenghe.Every year around the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a kind of snow-white fish coming out of the underground river along with the river water. The time for the fish to appear is only about ten days. die.This rare wonder is called the retreating whitebait.Therefore, if you want to eat fresh whitebait in autumn, you can only cook it immediately after being salvaged from the bank of the estuary.Every ten days before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the kitchen master of Dunmutang will send fishmen, porters and chefs to wait at the mouth of the Lenghe River in the middle of the night, and catch fish with nets at dawn. .Taiqiu whitebait is extremely delicious and delicate, but because it is born in the ground and does not see the sun for many years, it is a cool thing. It should be cooked with the best medlar and Korean ginseng soaked in Laojiao spirits, so that the yin and yang complement each other and cool. Heat neutralization does not hurt the spleen and stomach.The chef disembowels the fish, scrapes the scales and washes it clean, puts it into the charcoal pot of Chaoshou noodles, takes the clean water from the center of the Lenghe River to add to the pot, boils the fish lightly after boiling, pours the water, and cleans the pot.Take a fine porcelain bowl with a lid, and add half a bowl of chicken broth that has been removed from the oil.To stew chicken soup, you need to kill a hen that laid eggs that year, and simmer slowly for a whole day the day before.Under the chicken soup, shredded ginger and green onion are used as the bottom, and slices of wolfberry and Korean ginseng are evenly sprinkled on the fish.Put two coins of refined salt, half a spoonful of sugar, and three mushrooms.The last seasoning is the most special one or two of newly bloomed osmanthus, which is taken from the century-old Osmanthus osmanthus in the old mansion of Dunmutang.After everything is prepared, cover the bowl with seven layers of rice paper, and press the porcelain bowl lid on the rice paper.Put the tightly sealed bowl into the charcoal pot of chaoshoumiandan, fill the pot with clean water from the heart of the river, and cover it tightly.Add enough charcoal to blow up the flames, and then the chef follows the porter, walking quickly all the way with the burden on his shoulders, and he has to rest and add charcoal twice in the middle.By the time we arrived in the city, it was already high in the sun, and the fragrant Chaoshou noodles were passing through the streets and alleys of the old city. Everyone knew that it was the autumn and the fresh fish had been steamed. time.Before serving, the lid of the bowl was lifted, and the fresh fish was as white as jade, and the medlar was as scarlet as a flower.People in Yincheng also heard a lot about the fresh autumn fish, but seldom tasted it.Those who are lucky enough to have eaten Liu Sangong's Tuqiu fresh fish say that it is a fairy food that will be unforgettable for a lifetime.If the people of Yincheng can’t see the autumn fresh fish entering the city during the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone will know that the fragrant Chaoshou noodles must have turned southwest outside the west gate. That’s when Liu Sangong’s family went to Songshan Villa again. .

Liu Sangong especially likes his family to sit in the stone boat by the lotus pond, enjoying the scenery while dining.Liu Sangong often said with a smile on his face that this moment is the real beauty of a good day.But in the morning of this day, when the chef walked into Shifang with the fragrant fried noodles, he reported a shocking news before the food was served: Mr. Yuan Xuemen, the magistrate of Tongjiang, was in Huixian The restaurant below was killed by an assassin in the street.Lord Nie of the Anding Camp has led the troops to seal the city and is hunting for assassins everywhere.The faces of the people in the boat hall suddenly changed.Everyone ate this meal without interest, and seeing San Gong not saying a word, no one had the heart to comment on the fresh autumn fish.After pushing away the bowl, Liu Sangong called Liu Lanting to the bow of the boat and asked, "Qilang, your education school has nothing to do with this matter, right?"

Liu Lanting flatly denied: "Dad, don't worry too much. How dare I take this risk with my school now?" Liu Sangong looked into his son's eyes and said: "Qilang, your brother has become a waste by smoking opium. I can only count on you now. You must know the seriousness, treason is a serious crime to destroy the nine clans! The king of heaven and I also take care of it." Great! There are more than a hundred people in our Dunmu Hall, and we have the inheritance passed down from our ancestors. This is not the business of any one person. Did you hear clearly?" Liu Lanting lowered his eyes and looked at the lotus leaves in the pond, "Dad, I know." Liu Sangong's voice trembled, "Qilang, you only have one life. But the hundred or so lives of our Liu family are all in my hands!" "Dad, I know." "Qilang, think about it, Jiumei is pregnant with a baby, and you will be a father in seven or eight months. Jiumei and the baby will depend on you from now on!" Liu Lanting still said those few words, "Dad, I know." This was originally a conversation in which the reasons and conclusions did not need to be debated.The bloody smell that could already be smelled, and the fear that came from being drowned, froze the father and son on the stone boat with carved beams and painted buildings.The lotus pond in front of me looks like a woman just out of the bath, lazy and fresh.There was no one in the stone boat behind him, and on the dining table was the delicacy and elegance scattered around after the feast, the chaotic bowls and the remaining skeletons, as if they were the beautiful corpses of a beautiful day, glaringly naked on the table.On the bow, the life-and-death conversation between the father and son in private was drowned in the medley of pine waves and flying springs and falling valleys.Outside the fort wall, the calm green mountains and white clouds are as high and quiet as before.A burst of graceful flute sound came from the theater building. It was the opening piece of Yuqing troupe, a Sichuan opera troupe supported by Dunmutang.The impatient female family members have already crowded into the corridors on both sides of the theater building, waiting for the performance of the most popular "Love Detective". Liu Lanting only told half the truth.Now he is really reluctant to take any risks with his beloved school.But it was he himself who brought back the two things of plotting a riot and building a school together back to Yincheng.When he heard the news in Shifang, he guessed who risked his life to do this thing.According to the secret resolution of the headquarters of the Tokyo League, the riot will be held in the near future. After the failure of the riot in the provincial capital, the order of the Yincheng League is: wait for the arrival of the commander-in-chief, and then follow the secret agreement to take action with the surrounding counties at the same time to seize Yincheng .But now the commander-in-chief hasn't seen it yet, and everything is still waiting and preparing.This almost suicide bombing and assassination was completely unplanned.Looking at the messy lotus leaves all over the pond, Liu Lanting really felt the fear of impending disaster when he was flustered.Seeing, the career created by father and son two generations with nine years of painstaking efforts, is falling into a bloody disaster in an event that cannot be withdrawn... As early as nine years ago, in the twenty-seventh year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, in the spring of 1901 AD, the provincial capital sent government-funded foreign students to study in Japan. This has never been seen in thousands of years since ancient times.In the autumn of the same year, Liu Sangong of Dunmutang unexpectedly sent his 17-year-old second son Liu Lanting to study in Japan at his own expense.For this reason, Liu Sangong specially arranged a family boy named Bao'er to accompany him.Bao'er was bought by Liu Sangong eight years ago.Eight years ago, that is, the nineteenth year of Guangxu, two major events occurred in Yincheng, which are still remembered by people.One is that Yincheng encountered a severe drought that has not been seen in a hundred years and countless people died. The other is that Liu Sangong of Dunmu Tang gave 80,000 taels of silver to rescue the victims. , It was a good story for a while.That year, more than a dozen prefectures and counties in the Tongjiang and Yincheng areas were hit by severe drought year after year, and starvation was everywhere.The victims all believed that Yincheng was a place to collect money and food, and flocked to Yincheng from all directions.For a time, the old and new cities were crowded with victims who lived on the streets and sold their children and women.The dead bodies on the street were still carried by people at first, but when they couldn't make it in time, they were pulled out of the city by ox carts.On the worst day, there were so many corpses lying in the city gate that the city gate could not be opened.It was at that time that Bao'er was bought by Liu Sangong for a tael of silver.That day was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Liu Sangong returned home from a busy day at the porridge shed for disaster relief.Liu Sangong, who had just escaped from the half-dead crowd, saw Bao'er kneeling opposite the gate in front of his house.Seeing Sangong get off the sedan chair, the servants hastily explained that they had chased him away several times, but they couldn't.The man who sold the child knelt on the ground and wept and begged that three members of the family had starved to death, and the mother of the baby had also starved to death, otherwise he would not come to sell flesh and blood in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don't want it anymore, I just want to give the child a way out.Which deserter inside and outside Yincheng has never drank Sangong's porridge, and who doesn't know that Sangong is the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva.Looking at the ragged father and son, and thinking about the tens of thousands of taels of silver he had already spent, Liu Sangong couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart. The heavens are so merciless, and I don't know how much money it will take to save this ants-like man. flood of victims.Think about it, it's my birthday soon, so it's right to practice Yin Zhi for myself, and save another life.Liu Sangong sighed bitterly, and immediately offered a tael of silver to buy the child.He also ordered the boy to be shaved, bathed, and dressed, and let him live in a servant's room.Liu Sangong also named him Bao'er, and asked him to study together with the children in the ethnology.To Liu Sangong's surprise, the child turned out to be exceptionally practical in reading.After the rainy season of the second year, the disaster was lifted, the victims returned to their villages, and the people of Yincheng returned to their old lives.When the news that Liu Sangong was sealed by the emperor's decree came out, the streets were once again crowded with people beating gongs and drums, and carrying plaques with colorful decorations and plaques to celebrate and express their thanks. As he got older, Bao'er became the most trusted family boy around Liu Sangong.San Gong said that he can rest assured only if Bao Er is accompanied by him to study abroad.In order to solemnize the matter, before leaving, Liu Sangong recognized the fifteen-year-old Bao'er as his godson, and asked Bao'er to kneel down and kowtow three times to him.Then Liu Sangong prepared a full set of luggage for Bao'er, and rewarded Bao'er with fifty taels of silver.After celebrating Liu Sangong's birthday after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Lanting and Bao'er set off on the road together.The two masters and servants knelt to say goodbye to their parents, burned incense in the ancestral hall, and knelt down to say goodbye to their ancestors. They left their hometown and sailed across the ocean.This incident was once a sensation in Yincheng.Although the salt merchants in Yincheng have developed an open vision and a keen response instinct in hundreds of years of business operations, this unprecedented and unheard of thing is still hard for the people of Yincheng to accept.Liu Lanting ranked seventh among his brothers of the same generation in this hall, so his baby name was "Qilang" according to the ranking.Watching Qilang and Baoer's sailing boat leave Xiashuiguan, pass the Aiye Beach, drift along with the silver stream and disappear into the vastness of the world.People in the clan said that Sangong treated Qilang very cruelly.Traveling across the ocean to "study abroad" away from homeland was regarded as a daunting path by almost everyone at the time.Almost none of the children of aristocratic families are willing to give up the right path of the imperial examination to suffer the foreign crime of bleak future.Liu Sangong was recommended by his clan to be the general manager of Dunmutang Saltworks for decades. The power and money in his hands really don't know how much glory and wealth he can buy.But ever since Liu Sangong saw a foreigner's armored gunboat on the Chongqing pier, he made up his mind to let one of his sons learn Westernization.No one would have expected that four years later, the imperial court would officially issue an edict to abolish the imperial examinations and establish a new school.People who have read Ziyue for generations have been uprooted by this great change, and life is worse than death.Only then did everyone see Liu Sangong's vision.At that time, Liu Lanting had already finished the preparatory course and was already a second-year student in the Department of Education of Tokyo Imperial University.And Bao'er, who went to study with him, was smart and eager to learn, so Liu Lanting was reluctant to tell him to give up his studies, so he simply hired someone else to do errands.Received the master's kindness, Bao'er can only repay by studying hard.First he was admitted to the military preparatory department of Chengcheng School, and then in the same year that Liu Lanting was admitted to Tokyo Imperial University, he was also admitted to the Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy in Tokyo, and then he was approved by the inspector sent by the imperial court to become an official fee qualification.Before applying for Chengcheng School, in order to show his ambition, Liu Lanting personally gave Baoer a new name: Liu Zhenwu.From then on, the master and the servant are like brothers, and they are truly called brothers.When the news came home, everyone was overjoyed.It is said that Sangong has good vision, good fortune, and good luck, and he unexpectedly got two sons who studied abroad, one civil and one military.In the trend of learning new things everywhere and studying abroad, the Liu family of Dunmutang has already achieved great success in Yincheng.In a blink of an eye, the children of Yincheng salt merchants imitated Liu Lanting and traveled across the ocean to study in Dongying.Several old academies in Yincheng had no books to teach for a while, and their doors were deserted. Those who could not change to new schools had to close their doors.Songshan Academy closely followed the trend, and under the promotion of Liu Sangong, it was first changed to Songshan Elementary School, and then changed to Songshan Second-Class School. Teachers were recruited from the provincial capital, and new methods such as mathematics, Chinese textbooks, Gezhi illustrations, Chinese and foreign maps, etc. were introduced. Teaching materials, creating the first new primary school in the history of Yincheng that completely includes both elementary and advanced levels.With the establishment of this second-class primary school, Liu Lanting's ambition to establish the first new middle school in Yincheng has become a real possibility.When he was still studying at Tokyo Imperial University, Liu Lanting asked an architectural design firm to draw the architectural drawings of the Yuren School and send it back to Yincheng, and specially asked his father to invite architects from Chongqing to supervise the construction strictly according to the drawings.When Liu Lanting returned to his hometown with Japanese teachers and a full set of teaching equipment, the wave of sensation could not subside for a long time.People in Yincheng have never seen those diving platforms, horizontal bars, parallel bars, flyovers, wave bridges, and ladders on the wind and rain playground, let alone test tubes, beakers, and globes.Whenever the organ sounds in the music class, or when the students line up for exercises, there are always many curious people watching from afar, and they will not leave for a long time.Just as Liu Lanting predicted, the brand-new red brick three-story teaching building has become the most attractive new scenery in Yincheng.In order to adapt to the new trend, the school not only formally recruits students of the right age, but also specially organizes Japanese language training classes for studying abroad and fast-track teacher training classes, which attract rich children from surrounding counties.Just during the summer vacation this year, the provincial capital held the province's secondary school student sports meeting. Yuren School sent 80 senior students to participate in the competition wearing uniforms in accordance with the style of Japanese schools.Led by bright school flags and a drum team, the 80 students who educated people all wore yellow twill pants, the same yellow cloth black-brimmed student hats, black leather shoes, and entered the arena in a phalanx, attracting cheers from the audience , Thunderous applause.In the subsequent group gymnastics competition, the dumbbells, wooden sticks, and hoops bought by Yuren School from Japan were new things that many people had never heard of or seen.Yuren School deservedly won the pennant of the first place in the provincial group.Since then, the Yuren School has become well-known throughout the province, and it has become a gold-lettered signboard in a blink of an eye.For this reason, Liu Sangong even happily agreed to expand the school building and expand the enrollment next year.Liu Lanting wholeheartedly hoped to create a new type of education in his hometown, but he did not expect that this business would be like digging salt wells to make money for Dunmutang.Only then did he guess a little bit of his father's far-reaching intentions back then, and he understood why his father generously contributed to the construction of the new school building without hesitation.However, Liu Sangong, who was far-sighted and open-minded, did not expect that his son would stir up the revolutionary party and armed riots in the establishment of a new school. The decision to use the school as a cover for revolutionary activities was made by Liu Lanting himself.But when Liu Lanting secretly joined the Tongmenghui in Tokyo and made this bold decision, he did not see his school with his own eyes.In the past two years, Liu Lanting has been using the special status of the school to promote new ideas and develop new members.And has been using the school to buy teaching equipment as a cover, secretly buying weapons and raw materials for preparing explosives from Japan.The sufficient funds of Dunmutang and the superior status of the education school make Liu Lanting an irreplaceable leader of the Yincheng Branch of the Tongmenghui.As the planned riot approached day by day, the cause of the Education School was also flourishing day by day.Gradually, Liu Lanting felt that he was caught in a dilemma between the revolution and the school.Either avoid schools and choose revolution, or just ask education and run schools wholeheartedly.In this way, both things may still have their place.However, now I have fallen into the worst situation: let the school and the revolution be destroyed at the same time.After talking with his father, Liu Lanting planned to rush to school immediately, but was stopped by Liu Sangong.Liu Sangong sent someone to go back to the city to find out the news. Before there was any new news, he ordered his servants to raise the suspension bridge, and no one was allowed to step out of the fort. That night, Liu Lanting could not sleep all night in the torment. He had heard the rooster crowing for the third time, but he still couldn't fall asleep.In the darkness, he pulled his wife beside him into his arms a little irritably.The woman in deep sleep was soft all over, being stirred up by her husband's longing arms, she seemed to be half awake but catered to him very minutely, and the close-fitting silk underwear was wriggling, and she took off skillfully and lightly.The soft body sucked the crashing torrent like a beach at noon, and two warm white arms wrapped around Liu Lanting's thirsty body.Liu Lanting's eager movements fell into the soft arms and body, and he couldn't help but slow down. The sleepless irritability instantly turned into watery tenderness.Liu Lanting couldn't help chanting his wife's baby name, Jiumei, Jiumei...you are so soft.The woman responded with fascination, Qilang, Qilang... Slow down, beware of touching the baby's fetal gas... Liu Lanting was deeply immersed in the woman's body, and the warmth melted from every inch of skin In the middle of it, it spread throughout his body... It made him forget for a moment the irritability of insomnia, and the terrible bloody disaster in front of him. Liu Lanting understood that even his beloved Jiumei was the result of his father's foresight.Jiumei is the youngest daughter of Tao Shutang Zhao Yaogong's family, named Zhao Shunqing.This marriage was arranged by Liu Lanting when he was studying in Tokyo.His father had repeatedly told him in letters that this is not only a marriage that is well-matched, but also a marriage that matches men and women, and you will be satisfied when you come back.After six or seven years away from home, Liu Lanting could no longer imagine what Zhao Yaogong's youngest daughter looked like.After returning to Yincheng, Liu Lanting found out that the beautiful Jiumei was not only a new-style woman who had taken part in the "Tianzuhui" and let her feet go, but also a graduate of Tongjiang Women's Normal Training Institute.Although it is not "free love", Liu Lanting happily accepted this well-matched marriage after meeting the beautiful Jiumei.The parents of both parties, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, immediately chose an auspicious day to marry their children.Liu Lanting, who has been studying abroad for seven years, almost entered the bridal chamber immediately after leaving the cabin.On the second day after the traditional wedding was held according to his father's arrangement, Liu Lanting held a new wedding of his own design at home.He coiled the long braid specially reserved for his father on top of his head and put it under his top hat.And I specially invited my Japanese colleagues to my home to take pictures and help me.A gramophone made in the United States played the majestic melody of "Ode to Joy" under the dumbfounded and unbelievable eyes of the people of Silver City.A couple of newlyweds wearing red flowers on their chests, accompanied by the best man Jiro Hideyama and the bridesmaid Yoshiko Hideyama, walked slowly into the living room where relatives and friends gathered.The groom wears a top hat, suit and leather shoes, the bride's hair is in a high bun, and the wedding dress drags the floor.Under the guidance of the master of ceremonies Takano Tozo, the two first bowed to their parents, then bowed to relatives and friends, and then the husband and wife bowed to each other.This kind of wedding is the first time in Yincheng.The crowd who came to witness almost broke the gate of Liu's house.What surprised people in Yincheng even more was that Liu Lanting and Zhao Shunqing, a new-style couple, actually worked together after they got married.This is simply like a living myth, which is either extolled, speculated, or accused in Silver City.The salt merchants in Yincheng who have seen the world are all feeling that the world is really about to change.Whenever this matter was mentioned in front of relatives and friends, Liu Sangong never concealed his complacency, "I, Qilang, is a member of the Xinpai family who has stayed abroad and returned. How could I be so confused that I want to match him with a woman with small feet." After marriage, Liu Lanting's love for Jiumei grows day by day.He often said with a smile to his wife: "Thanks to my father being ahead of others for me!" But now, all these happiness and family affection make Liu Lanting very worried.With his delicate wife in his arms, Liu Lanting even envied Ouyang Langyun a little.If I had no burden from my family like him, and no family worries, I would not have so many worries and sufferings when I was faced with the disaster of killing myself. Under the lifted drapery, Liu Lanting kept his eyes wide open in the dark, and the beating of his heart was clearly discernible as he tossed and turned.The wife next to him was already fast asleep.Because of the "sickness", Jiumei no longer eats with her family.Liu Lanting didn't mention anything about what happened in Shifang yesterday morning after he came back, he didn't want his pregnant wife to be frightened.In the loneliness, there is another majestic crowing of a rooster piercing through the darkness before dawn from a distance.Outside the window is the intermittent mourning of the autumn insects.The gurgling spring water on the other side of the valley is like the sound of a zither, or a woman's plaintive sobbing, suffocated by darkness in an inaccessible place.A firefly swayed on the opposite window lattice, ethereal and far away as if separated by the vast Milky Way.During the long night of suffering, Liu Lanting thought of the long-awaited commander-in-chief again.His wife's breath gently brushed his face, with incomparable tenderness and heart-piercing despair welling up in his heart at the same time, Liu Lanting suddenly thought: this night may actually be the farewell to Jiumei.