Chapter 36 Thirty-six

The performance of "Night is Young" at the French school this evening was warmly welcomed by the audience.After the show ended, Juemin went back alone.He walked through those calm streets to the high mansion, the gates were closed.He pushed open the door and walked in. The gatekeeper Xu Bing sat down on the grand master's chair and dozed off with his head down. When he saw Juemin coming in, he stood up and greeted him, and said with a smile, "Second Young Master, I'm late tonight." Juemin nodded casually, Hastily walked inside. When Juemin walked into the hall, he heard the sound of the third watch gong ringing in the distance.He whistled and stepped into the turning door, and was about to walk to the door of his own room when he suddenly saw a figure flashing out of the corridor.He could tell at a glance that it was Juexin.He did not go to call his brother, but stepped on the stone steps in front of his own door, preparing to go into his room.But Juexin called out, "Second brother," and walked towards him.He just stood on the threshold and waited for his brother.

The sound of the gong gradually approached.It is always the voice that makes people feel unpleasant when they hear it.Juexin walked up the stone steps. He looked at Juemin and asked worriedly, "You just came back now?" Juemin nodded, and looked at Juexin in surprise. The two brothers entered the house.With an anxious expression on his face, Juexin sat down on a chair next to the square table as soon as he entered the room.Juemin walked around the room excitedly, and the scene of the struggle between emotion and reason in "Night is Young" still appeared in his mind. "Are you in a meeting today?" Juexin asked in a low voice.

Juemin looked at Juexin in surprise.He remembered meeting Juexin at the entrance of the mall that afternoon, and he answered frankly, "Yes. The second anniversary of Liqun Weekly." Juexin opened his eyes wide.Juemin's nonchalant air only increased his uneasiness.He looked at Juemin attentively, as if he wanted to see through Juemin's heart, to know what was hidden in his heart.Yet his efforts were in vain.Juemin's heart is still an unsolved mystery. Juemin saw Juexin looking at him in pain, and wondered what Juexin was thinking.He suddenly thought of something, so he asked Juexin, "Is Cousin Hui's coffin buried today? Has Boxiong not regretted it?"

"Buried," Juexin agreed with a short nod, his eyes suddenly lit up.Then his countenance darkened again.He struggled to come up with a sentence: "Second brother, you can't!" "I can't! What can't be done!" Standing in front of Juexin, Juemin looked at his brother in astonishment.He suspected that his ears had misheard the words. "You are all doing dangerous things," Juexin replied courageously.His heart was beating violently, and his heart was wandering between hope and despair.He waited for Juemin's answer. "Dangerous? I never thought of it," Juemin replied bluntly.He spoke the truth, and said it effortlessly. The word "dangerous" is very unfamiliar to Juemin's ears.

Juemin's composure increased Juexin's troubles and pain. He said with even greater anxiety, "You can't risk your life. You should think of your grandfather and parents who have passed away." He knew he had no strength. To stop Juemin, he turned to his dead grandfather and parents. Juemin moved and called out: "Brother." He began to understand Juexin's kind concern.He was very grateful for the kindness, but he felt that it was only his brother's fault.Moreover, there is still a wall between them ideologically, and he cannot agree with his brother's ideas and attitude towards life.He looked at Juexin sympathetically, and gently comforted Juexin, saying, "I didn't do anything dangerous, so you don't have to worry about me."

"You still say there's no danger? You don't know. I'm older than you, and I've seen a lot. Even if you haven't done anything excessive, they won't let you go," Juexin said with even greater fear. Juemin said.by Afterwards he became quieter, and pleaded again in a painful voice: "Second brother, I beg you not to go to the newspaper office again. What's the benefit of you doing that? It will only lead to oppression. You should do the same for the situation in our provincial capital." I know a little bit. As long as the authorities are not happy, they can do anything. A few months ago, there was news that Wu Peifu shot and killed workers. Many provinces have arrested students, let alone our place. You guys and girls are together It's easier to get people's attention..."

"We're just running a weekly newspaper and not doing anything else. There's no danger," Juemin saw Juexin's distressed expression, and quickly interjected.This time he only told half the truth, and he also hid the half. "You think you haven't done anything, but they don't think so. Besides, you often criticize the old school in your newspapers, offending many people. I'm really worried that something will happen at any time," Juexin said anxiously. "But we are also very cautious in doing things," Juemin immediately went on. "Your prudence is useless," Juexin said more and more anxiously. "You only know how to do things enthusiastically. You don't understand any social conditions or ways of the world." wrinkle.His whole face seemed to be covered with a veil of worry.He saw Juemin's firm gaze and knew that his words had no effect.His eyes and face grew darker.He begged Juemin again: "Your thoughts, your beliefs, I can't control you. But I beg you to listen to my words for the sake of your parents who have passed away: Although you have just graduated, you are still studying. At that time, I beg you not to participate in group activities or publish articles." He quickly added: "It's okay if you want to do research."

Juemin bit his lip and did not answer his brother.He secretly thought: "I know everything, I may not know less than you, but I can't listen to you." Juexin was disappointed that he didn't get an answer.He knew that Juemin's determination could not be easily shaken.However, he still struggled to continue: "I only have you two brothers. The third brother must have joined the Revolutionary Party in Shanghai. I was often worried that something would happen to him. But it was useless for me to write to persuade him, he would not listen to me. I can only let him try his luck. Now you have to go his way too. If something happens to both of you, what do you tell me to do? Father died and handed you two over to me. If I can’t I will protect you all, what face will I have to meet his old man under the Nine Springs in the future?" His tears fell, and he didn't wipe them, but just talked.He finally begged bitterly: "Second brother, only this time, you just listen to me, you know that I am all thinking of you."

Juemin seemed to feel some sorrowful emotions rushing through his body.He suppressed them hard.He doesn't let himself show any weakness.He is fighting with himself.This struggle is quite strenuous.But he actually won.He replied painfully but still firmly: "Brother, I understand your kindness. I can only thank you. But I can't promise you. I want to go my own way. Of course I know myself better than you .We're so far apart in thought that you won't understand me." "Our thinking is not much different. I understand your thinking very well, but you don't understand me!" Juexin argued a little angrily. "I also hate the old forces, and I also like new ideas. But how can you fight against the old forces now? You are only sacrificing yourself in vain."

"Then when will we have a chance? If everyone stands by and won't make sacrifices?" Juemin asked in a calm manner. "The sacrifice depends on whether it's worth it or not. Besides, it's not your turn now!" Juexin cried out in pain.At this moment, the whistle of the lamp factory sounded sharply and painfully. "Brother, you don't have to worry so much. In fact, we didn't take any action, let alone sacrifice," Juemin comforted his brother gently.He felt the growing estrangement between them, which disturbed his peace of mind.He still wants to talk.But Shuhua and Cuihuan hurried in from outside.interrupted their conversation.

"Brother!" Shuhua cried out in panic, as if something important had happened.She hurried on: "Qian'er is dying!" "How is she?" Juexin asked in surprise as she stood up. "Young master, Qian'er can't speak, she rolled her eyes and was panting. Young master, please save her," Cuihuan begged intermittently, her eyes filled with tears. "What did the Fourth Wife say?" Juexin asked, frowning. "The Fourth Wife won't even take a look at Qian'er. She thinks I'm making a fuss. She said that we bastards get sick just because we want to be lazy, and we will die somewhere! Eldest Young Master, what else is Fourth Wife willing to think about?" way? Cuihuan replied angrily. Her pure eyes looked at Juexin pleadingly. "Brother, go and see Qian'er. What else can you think of? It's a pity to let her die like this. I want to see her too," Shuhua urged. "I should have gone to see her that day. Well, I'll go with you now," Juexin said suddenly with determination. "I'll go and light a lamp first," Cuihuan said excitedly, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.She turned around and hurried outside. "I have a wind and rain lamp in my room," Juexin reminded her from behind. Cuihuan turned back and went into the inner room. "Cuihuan is very enthusiastic about helping others," Juemin praised while leaning against the square table. "Huh?" Juexin turned to look at Juemin, but said nothing. "I think people like them have more conscience than our elders," Shuhua replied as if venting her anger. "Not only our elders?" Juemin said half a sentence sarcastically, but Shuhua had already followed Juexin out. As they entered the passage, the lights went out.Cuihuan came out of Juexin's house with a wind and rain lantern, and led them to the courtyard behind Guitang. The green leaves of sycamore and walnut trees covered their heads thickly like a large black cloud.A dim light shone from the paper window of the cabin on the right.The singing of crickets resounded peacefully by the walls and under the steps. "Here we are, Eldest Young Master, right here," Cuihuan whispered nervously. Juexin nodded.Without saying anything, he followed Cuihuan into the hut.There is only smelly noise, no one.There is a large lantern flower on the tip of the grass in the tile lamp on the table.There are shadows all over the house. The tall Mrs. Tang staggered out of the next room.When she saw Juexin, she had an expression of surprise on her face, and said sharply, "Young master, it's just in time! Please let me see if Qian'er is good or bad tonight. She looks really scary." Juexin hurried into another room.Shuhua followed him across the threshold.The situation in the room was similar to what Shuhua saw twice.The medicine bowl was still on the bench in front of the bed.The thin black face was still placed on the pillow in the bed, but the faint light from the lamp on the square table made it difficult to see the expression on the face. Juexin walked to the bed.He saw Qian'er's mouth slightly opened, still panting.Cuihuan stood beside him, worried that he could not see, so she moved closer to the hospital bed, and raised the wind and rain lamp so that he could see Qian'er's face clearly. Qian'er's eyes opened, her black eyeballs turned upwards, her cheeks sunk deeply, as if they had become two black holes, her mouth moved slightly, breathing rapidly, Cuihuan called softly: "Qian'er." The patient didn't seem to hear.Cuihuan cried out in grief again.This time the patient's black eyeballs moved down, and her eyes moved slightly, followed by a slight movement of her head, her mouth also moved, and a cough-like sound came out of her throat.She seemed to want to speak, but couldn't utter a word. "Qian'er, the young master came to see your illness, do you have anything to say?" Cuihuan lowered her head and said loudly. Qian'er rolled her eyes.She seemed to be looking for Juexin or someone else with her eyes, and the remaining skin on her face twitched slowly.Her eyeballs turned to the light in Cuihuan's hand again, and two teardrops burst out slowly from the corners of her eyes, and they stayed on both sides of the bridge of the nose. "Eldest young master, do you think there is any other way? You can save her," Cuihuan couldn't help turning her head to look at Juexin, begging sadly. "Eldest young master, do you think it's important or not?" Aunt Tang asked in fear. "Brother, won't she die?" Shuhua said pitifully. Juexin took a step closer.He stretched out his right hand and pressed Qian'er's forehead slightly.He picked up the medicine list again, read it under the lamp, and said anxiously: "You can't take this kind of medicine anymore, you should ask a good doctor to see it immediately." He took another step back, hesitated, and suddenly said decisively Said: "I'll go to my fourth aunt to discuss it. This is the only way. Maybe it can be saved." "Are you looking for Fourth Aunt?" Shuhua asked in surprise.She remembered what happened in the garden and Zhou's room a few days ago. "Of course we have to discuss it with my fourth aunt first," Juexin replied without thinking, and then told Cuihuan: "You turn on the light and follow me to the fourth wife's room." Juexin, Shuhua and Cuihuan walked into Guitang.The door of Wang's room has been closed, but there are still lights in the room.They walked under the window of this room through the corner door and turned into the dining room of the fourth room.Shuhua stayed in the dining room, letting Juexin and Cuihuan go straight to Mrs. Wang's room. An obscure lamp illuminated the empty room, and Mrs. Li was standing on the step stool in front of the bed, making the bed and folding the quilt.When she saw them, she turned her head and said, "The fourth wife is in the back room." There was a burst of happy laughter in the back room.Juexin walked in with heavy steps. Mrs. Wang was sitting on the edge of the bed holding a hookah.Keding was sitting on a new-style chair opposite, with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his hand.Both he and Wang's laughter were interrupted by Juexin's unexpected appearance.The astonished eyes of these two people shot Juexin's face. Juexin greeted them politely, calling out, "Fourth Aunt, Fifth Dad." "Mingxuan, sit down. What do you want?" Wang said indifferently. "Fourth Aunt," Juexin said earnestly, "Qian'er's illness is a bit dying. I'll discuss it with Fourth Aunt. I'll ask a better doctor to see her right away. Maybe it can still be cured." "You still need a doctor at this late hour?" Wang said with a sneer, "Qian'er is just a little sick. A doctor will see her and she will be fine in a few days. It's worth your coming to tell me late at night! She has already eaten I’ve taken several doses of medicine. Don’t I know?” Keding still crossed his legs, smoking a cigarette leisurely there, and slowly spraying the smoke into the air. "Fourth aunt still says it's a minor illness? People are dying! Why don't fourth aunts hurry up and think of a solution?" Juexin argued anxiously. "It's a girl I bought with money, so you don't need to worry about it!" Mrs. Wang replied angrily. Cuihuan stood timidly at the door, and whispered to Juexin, "Young Master, let's go." Juexin felt very uncomfortable, but he hadn't forgotten about Qian'er.He still wanted to speak, but when he heard Cuihuan's voice, his heart turned cold.He knows his words are useless here.Nothing but trouble for himself.He had no choice but to bear everything in his heart, lowered his head in frustration, and planned to leave the room. With a smile, Ke An took a piece of paper and came in from the outside.Seeing Juexin standing in the room, he said in surprise: "Mingxuan, are you here too? What do you want?" Then he said happily: "Come and see my new poem, this is for Fang Wen's two poems of Qijue. I'll read it to you." He walked to the table, and by the light, he swung his head and read out the two nasty poems sonorously.After reading the poem, he still complacently said to the four consultants: "How is it?" "Mingxuan, tell me, what do you think?" Ke'an turned around and asked Juexin again.He seemed unwilling to let Juexin go without getting a satisfactory answer. "Fourth Dad's poems are of course very good," Juexin praised perfunctorily, no matter how much contempt and hatred filled his heart. "Mingxuan, do you know the beauty of these two poems?" Ke'an was very happy to hear Juexin's praise of his poems, and asked Juexin proudly. Juexin stared blankly at Ke'an's black mustache and densely packed hair roots on his cheeks, unable to answer for a moment.He hadn't listened to Ke'an's poems at all.He had to say twice with a little embarrassment: "This... this..." "You don't know this yet," Ke'an continued disappointedly. "Listen to me again." He shook his head and read again.But just as he finished reading a poem, Wang interrupted impatiently (she was talking to Juexin): "Mingxuan, why didn't you tell your fourth dad what you just said?" "What are you talking about, Mingxuan, what are you talking about?" Ke'an asked in surprise.He no longer read the poem manuscript in his hand, but raised his head to look at Juexin, then at Wang. Juexin heard Wang's sarcasm, and his face turned pale.But he still kept his polite and short answer: "I saw that Qian'er was seriously ill, so I came to discuss with my fourth aunt and ask a better doctor to come and see her." He also knew that his words would not be effective. "So it's about this matter," Ke An said with a smile, "Mingxuan, you have time to take care of such small things. Tomorrow morning, just ask someone to ask Luo Jingting to come and show her. Is this little thing worth making a fuss about?" "Fourth dad, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until tomorrow," Juexin said anxiously. "Then Cuihuan, go out and call the big class and invite Luo Jingting right away," Ke'an replied casually, and he glanced at Cuihuan.As soon as Cuihuan agreed, her voice was covered by Wang's angry voice: "You said to invite Luo Jingting? It's so easy to say? Do you know how much it costs? Even if I have a little illness, I still dare not invite Luo Jingting!" "What is this little pulse gift? You don't have to be greedy to save money if you want to cure a disease. Fourth wife, I think it's better to invite Luo Jingting to show Qian'er. The sooner Qian'er recovers from her illness, there will be one more person to take care of you," Ke An To put it mildly.He did not agree with Wang's opinion. Mrs. Wang raised her eyebrows and said sharply: "You are so nice! I don't dare to be Luo! I know you have taken a fancy to that little 'watchdog'! I was not feeling well two days ago, and I didn't see you asking Luo Jingting. That Half of the sickness of the little 'surveillance household' is faked. I have picked up several medicines for her, and I am already very worthy of her. You still have to invite Luo Jingting to come. Let me ask you, is there any girl in the Gao mansion who was sick and asked a famous doctor to see her? I know your heart, you want me to die early so that you can take Qian'er into the house. You really have no conscience. You are making trouble with Xiaodan outside, and I have never quarreled with you. Do you want to be here In front of me, 'press the girl', but that won't work!" She was full of anger, as if she was about to quarrel with her husband. Ke An didn't intend to quarrel, he just frowned slightly, forced a smile and said perfunctoryly: "Where do I have such thoughts? I just said something casually. If you say you don't invite Luo Jingting, you don't invite him, and there is no need to do that." angry." "Eldest Young Master, let's go, Miss San is still waiting," Cuihuan gently reminded Juexin from the side. This time Juexin didn't hesitate any longer.He didn't want to listen to Wang's speech any more, so he left. Shuhua was still waiting for them in the dining room, and when she saw Juexin walking out with a dejected expression, she knew that things hadn't been done well.But she also complained: "What did you say for so long? It doesn't matter if people wait anxiously or not!" Juexin simply replied, "Let's go quickly, I'll tell you later." They stepped over the threshold, turned another corner, and walked up the stone steps.Cuihuan still gave them wind and rain lights to illuminate their way.Juexin sighed and said, "Now there is really no other way." "Young master, it's all my fault. I made you angry," Cuihuan said apologetically. "How can you say it's your fault? It's all their fault. If my temper..." Shuhua interrupted angrily, she suddenly paused.But Juexin continued to speak. "It's not your fault, you're all trying to save Qian'er, you're not wrong. It's Qian'er who is pitiful, I didn't expect them to be so hard-hearted," Juexin comforted Cuihuan with emotion.At this time they had passed under Shuhua's window, Juexin told Cuihuan to go back, but she insisted on turning on the light to illuminate them to go back to the house. On the way, Juexin told Shuhua in detail what he saw and heard in Wang's room.Soon they arrived at Juexin's room.Shuhua stayed in Juexin's room, and after listening to the latter part of his narration, Cuihuan left for Mrs. Zhang's room.When Cuihuan was about to leave, Juexin comforted her gently: "Don't worry, maybe Qian'er's illness will turn around tomorrow. The Fourth Wife refuses to call for a doctor, so I'll call for Luo Jingting tomorrow morning." "I don't know if it will be too late tomorrow," Cuihuan said bitterly, as if talking to herself. "Wow!" A girl's painful cry suddenly sounded in the quiet night, which made the three of them stunned. "I dare not do it twice!" the girl cried.The same sound rang several times.Then the voice subsided again, becoming intermittent sobbing. "Eldest Young Master, Third Miss, listen, Chunlan is being beaten again!" Cuihuan said sadly.He hastily turned around, lifted the door curtain and left in a hurry without looking back.