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Carrying the luggage, Ruiquan slowly entered the front door. As soon as he saw the majestic gate tower of Tiananmen, the vermilion walls on both sides, and the jade railings and colorful watches in front, Ruiquan's heart suddenly beat fast.Great buildings are monuments of history, geography, society, and art.It has no sound or words, yet it moves people to the point of tears.Moreover, this history, this geography, this society and art belong to Tiananmen, and also belong to him.He seemed to see his own afterbirth buried under the tower.This is a comprehensive building of history, geography, etc., and it is also his mother, who has lived for hundreds of years and may never die.

Yes, he was moved by the deserted villages he saw outside and the big river with flying sand on both sides.But the emotion seemed to come mostly from surprise; if he had looked at them often, they might have lost the force of the emotion.Here, Tiananmen Square, he has seen it countless times, but it still moves him.The moving power here does not come from surprise and novelty, but seems to come from something belonging to the "spirit".The gleam of glazed tiles and the whiteness of jade rippled into his heart like a bit of silent music, making him one with the great building. Just now, when the Japanese touched his chest, he didn't panic; now, this quiet building made his heart beat, very fast.Both he and the Japanese must die, and they may die at any time.This great city tower stands there forever, with the blue sky on top and white jade stones on the bottom.In the flickering light on the tower, he seemed to see those craftsmen hundreds of years ago, one by one, placing bricks, tiles and beams in the tower one by one.Nor do their skills and aesthetics seem to die, for they create monumental buildings.Why do people fight wars instead of building more city towers?Thinking of this, he almost underestimated his bravery and work.Hmph, what are those fortifications worth, when you stand in front of Tiananmen Square.

Fortunately, fortunately, after a while, he said to himself: The Japanese devils did not demolish Tiananmen Square!Do the Japanese dare not destroy it, or do they disdain to destroy it?He hurriedly looked around, as if he wanted to find the answer from the square in front of the city gate. He saw the desolation and emptiness in front of Tiananmen Square.He couldn't bear to look any longer.No, this was no longer the Tiananmen Square he was used to seeing since he was a child, but a large stele or tower with the bones of the dead hidden beneath it.Peking is dead, the Japanese disdain it, disdain it, and demolish it.It is nothing but a resplendent trophy.

Really, how quiet it is in front of Tiananmen Square.Pedestrians, carriages and horses all cast short shadows, as if they were walking east and west without making a sound.The emptiness of the place and the height of the city towers made the wriggling men and horses look like little bugs.A desolate little wind blew by, seeming to have blown away the shadows of the trees a bit.The wires trembled with the breeze, making some noises.This reminded Ruiquan of that big, empty, speckled, beautiful conch.It's beautiful, it can make a small noise, but it's empty and dead, good only as a decoration or a plaything.Ha, Tiananmen is just like a conch!

He didn't dare to think about it.Thinking about it, he knew, he might cry.He would really like to visit Zhongshan Park and Taimiao, not for playing, but to see if those buildings, flowers and trees still exist.No, he can't go.If you carry a horse and go to the park or the Taimiao, it will arouse suspicion; how do you know that no one is behind him. When he wanted to walk into the park, he couldn't help but think of recruiting his younger brother.What has become of her?He remembered, before the war, when he and she played together in the park.He especially remembered: the sparse shadow of the old cypress fell on her face and white clothes, making her face and whole body have light and dark, but the light and dark were not very obvious, as if to make her take Those soft shadows and colors gradually become like an elusive fairy.

No, don't think about her!He should congratulate himself, he didn't fall completely into the net of love, but for the sake of his wife, he dared not take risks and lost his freedom!It's better to run around with the horse on his back like this, this is what he should do, what he must do!He should no longer think that he is a young man made of flesh, but must become a bomb, blowing himself apart into thousands of small pieces is his most glorious destination.He should no longer be a carnal youth, but must become something abstract, taking up the responsibilities entrusted to him by the times.

Forget about Tiananmen Square, parks, Taimiao, and Zhaodi!forget!Just don't forget that he is the shopkeeper Wang Shao now.Shopkeeper Wang Shao should not stand in front of Tiananmen Square with his horse on his shoulders.He must go, go! Where are you going?He couldn't go to his secret agency right away.What if someone followed him?Wouldn't that give away the secret?Well, he had to sway from east to west, north and south for a while, running east and west like a rabbit, so as to confuse the hounds. He goes west.After walking not far, without turning back, he felt that someone was following him behind him!He should have been terrified, but instead rejoiced.Tension, danger, and death will break the silence of Peking.He came to visit the tomb, not Tiananmen Square!

He walked forward unhurriedly, remembering the photo of himself that he saw at the station just now.Hmph, that's somewhat of an honor, an honor!The third child, Ruiquan, think about it, he is different from his grandfather, father, and elder brother!Hmph, I have to teach my grandfather to know this, it would be strange if the old man scared off his beard! Delicately, he dropped one of the shoes, then bent down to lift the shoe.With a squint, he understood who was following him, Gaudí! He's going to vomit!He thought about the silence in Peking and the shamelessness of Guan Xiaohe, but he never thought that Gao Di, the best member of the Guan family, would be willing to be a pawn for the Japanese!Also, if Gao Di is already like this, then recruiting a younger brother, maybe Xu married a Japanese!Several years of self-cultivation and training seemed to have left him suddenly.His heart was in turmoil, like when he was about to be sick, he was in a turmoil of hot and cold.He regretted going back to Peiping to see his girlfriend, who was also a young man in China, so shameless and boneless.He couldn't help touching his waist, hum, there was no gun; he had to walk into Peiping with bare hands; he really wanted to shoot that shameless thing to death first!

Gaudí walked past him and said in a very low voice: "Follow me!" He had no choice but to follow her.He, really, wasn't afraid, but he couldn't help thinking: If he really died by her hands, he would be too useless. Looking at the beautiful sky and deserted streets, he felt that nothing had changed in Beiping; Beiping might never change, it was always so quiet and beautiful, like a fairy, not caring about the joys and sorrows of the world.However, looking at Gaodi's back, which was pretty, with a touch of sunlight, he felt that everything in Peiping had changed, becoming ugly and shameless, like a woman who let others rape her.He didn't know whether he should love Peiping or hate it; whether he should preserve it or burn it.Peiping is entangled with the war, like a rotting dead dog lying in a garden!Following her, he walked to Xichenggen.The first thought that came to his mind was that he should not be polite if she did it.He had to see his chance, and if he could kill her, he would kill her.He is doing things for the country, and he can't give in just because she is a woman and a friend.No, he should have no parents, brothers and friends now, but only a country.Thinking of this, his hands were immediately ready, and his eyes were fixed on her whole body.Hmph, as long as she moves, he has to punch, you're not polite, no!But, suddenly, he changed his mind.No, he can't do it.If he moved his hand, even if he wins, it will cause more trouble.He came to Peiping. Peking is not easy to get in, let alone get out.He looked at the thick city wall.No, he must not be reckless!He must beg her to try to escape by taking advantage of the old friendship and the kindness of women.But how to export it?He is a dignified man, is he willing to plead for mercy to a worthless woman?He scratched his shiny black forehead!At this time, Gaudi had already walked shoulder to shoulder with him.She said suddenly: "I went to prison and became a spy; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get out of prison! Don't be on guard against me, I'll talk to Mr. Qian, understand?"

"Mr. Qian? Which Mr. Qian?" "Uncle Chamber!" "Uncle Qian?" Ruiquan heaved a sigh of relief.Suddenly, even the gray city wall seemed to turn into glass and glow!Peiping is not dead, even Mr. Qian and Gao Di are desperately under the nose of the enemy!He really wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Gaudi! "He knows you're coming! If you'd like to see him first, he's in the small temple to the west. You should go and see him, he knows everything about Beiping! Go to the small temple and say, "Take care of the paper!" At this point, she stood still and confronted Ruiquan.

In Ruiquan's eyes, there was no superfluous expression on her face, but only a sense of righteousness and firm eyes.This bit of justice and eyesight didn't make her look any better, but it did increase her dignity.Her nose and eyes were still the same as before, but she seemed to have changed completely, into a Gaudi he didn't know.There is a kind of beauty in this Xingaodi, which is not of the body, but of some nobility and power emanating from the heart and soul.This bit of beauty is exactly the same as the bit of energy in his heart, making him seem to want to forget her five sense organs and four limbs, and grasp that bit of energy alone, so as to be in love with her.He put his head down.He was wrong about her. "Where's recruiting brother?" He asked in a low voice. "And she—like me!" "Same?" Ruiquan raised his head, his blunt face was covered with lines of laughter.In his heart, Beiping, and the whole world, brightened up. "There is only this difference: I cooperate with Mr. Qian, she, she works for the enemy!" Ruiquan's smile froze on his face. "Be careful, don't be fooled by her! Goodbye!" Gaudy gave him a hard look, turned and walked away. Ruiquan didn't say anything more.Gritting his teeth, he walked west.Gaodi, Zhaodi, and Uncle Qian came and went in his heart, he didn't know who to think of first.He almost lost his composure.These two women, an old man, seem to have messed everything up, he can't find order in the world.The woman he loves the most has become the one he should hate the most.What he least expected has become a reality; Uncle Qian and Gao Di are united together to fight against the enemy.He didn't dare to think about it anymore.War is like an earthquake, turning the top to the bottom and turning the bottom to the top.No, he never judges anything in advance.Peiping is simply the biggest mystery.It is cold, but it also has sunshine; it is depressed, but it also has the enthusiasm of Uncle Qian and Gaudí. Suddenly, he spat, "Bah, don't think about anything!" He saw the small temple on the north side of the road.Forget about Gaodi, Zhaodi and Peiping, he wanted to run in to see his Uncle Qian.