Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen

When this once-in-a-thousand-year night was about to pass, Hang Tianzui was rushed to the headquarters of the uprising in a carriage.The sound of horseshoes knocking on the stone road was amplified many times compared to the daytime, echoing the intermittent sound of guns and guns.In those deep alleys rushing towards him, Hang Tianzui saw countless towering lime gables. They had stiff faces, gray and white pink faces stiffened, and the black walls were covered with tiles like broken brows. Like those unconscious souls in the dream, waiting for him silently, dilapidated and gloomy, rushing to one side, then coming up to meet him.Suddenly, the air turned red with a bang, and the flames soared into the sky, making people frightened.In the narrow and slender alley, the owner of the carriage was held hostage.Where were they sending him on such a night of unpredictability and uncertainty as to what was to follow?

Only after arriving at the destination, Hang Tianzui, did he find out that Tong Baoxuan, the general of the uprising, had proclaimed himself the "temporary governor" and asked Shen Lucun to ask someone to draft an Anmin notice for him.Hang Tianzui whispered to Shen Lucun quietly: "What, he can be the governor?" Shen Lucun also whispered to him: "What's the hurry, let him live for a long time." He also winked at him slyly. Hang Tianzui didn't like this expression of speech and actions, as if he had an inextricable understanding with this expression.He also didn't like the ulterior plot contained in this expression, but there was nothing he could do.He had no choice but to spread out the paper, study the ink, and was slowly thinking about it, when the Mansheng Pot of "I and You Collected Together" appeared in front of him. He raised his head, and it was Mrs. Lu Ai.His whole body was bloody.Hang Tianzui jumped up and wanted to shout, but Lu Ai picked him up and said, "It's okay, just wrap up the wounded blood."

As he spoke, he poured tea from a small tin can into the Mansheng pot.The tea is round, dark green, full, and has the air of gold and stone on the edges.Tianzui said: "You know I never drink pearl tea, it's too late, change me to Longjing soon." "I'm about to kill your mouth." Lu Ai couldn't help pouring boiling water into it, "Can Longjing last through the night? The people in this room rely on flat water pearl tea to keep their spirits up, drink it!" Hang Tianzui looked at his wife and felt that she had become another person.With a bitter face, he took a sip of the tea, which was well matched and strong, with a very vulgar fragrance, but his spirit was lifted.Just as he was about to lower his head to think again, when his eyes were shining brightly, he was startled again. Lu Ai held a pair of bright scissors and waved them in front of his eyes.

"Is it to cut the braid? I will do it myself." He threw the brush and said. "You write yours, I'll do it." Before he finished speaking, Hang Tianzui felt his cheeks warm and itchy, and the hair with broken braids rushed to his face.He also saw a black whip flashing in front of his eyes, and threw it into a big basket in the corner of the room. Hang Tianzui's head suddenly became lighter.Suddenly came the surging Evans, and wrote on the paper: In order to show the oracle.According to the uprising division of the governor of the present, they drove the Zhanglu together. The original purpose was to save the compatriots and abolish tyranny.However, military affairs are difficult to complete. If there is any damage to civilian houses, personnel should be sent to investigate and compensate as appropriate to show sympathy.In Chahang City, there are gangsters who rob rice on the pretext of disturbing the law and order, which is really lawless.Now that the major event has been decided, the governor has ordered all rice merchants to sell at a par price on the same day.After the confession, if there is any more nuisance, the law will be enforced.Moreover, the people of Zhejiang Province are well-known for righteousness, if they can advise each other, they will improve their civilization day by day, and this is what the Governor of Ben has great hopes for.To this end, an oracle was issued, and all towns followed it.Special reminder.

Writing this, he raised his head.He wanted to look out the window. Dawn has come.The sky is getting bright, this will definitely be a different morning, Hang Tianzui thought so, and pushed open the window. The gloomy sky is filled with light, wrapped in the mature atmosphere of chlorine and fluoride in the late autumn air in November, and the fresh and never-before-seen gunpowder smoke.Hang Tianzui was so excited that the hand holding the brush trembled—he couldn't understand such a sudden trembling. The city he has been familiar with since he was a child is gradually developing in a blue-gray tone.At first it was the same as ever, yellowed and old, but it cleared up quickly.In Hang Tianzui's vision, there was only a small half of the courtyard and a large piece of sky.Two clusters of yellow chrysanthemums supported their heads heavily.It shed too many tears of sorrow and joy last night, and it is still crying now.A pigeon whistle sounded in the sky, and a group of gray pigeons circled up, clinging to the wings of the thin and soft sky.

Hang Tian calmed down when he was drunk, and wrote down the time: September 15th, 4609 years of the Yellow Emperor era. At the same dawn, the honest and honest people from Wengjiashan were ready to go back to the city after spending the night at home.The day before yesterday my wife sent a message, saying that the camellias had bloomed vigorously, and I came back to see that it was time to fertilize the tea canopy.Mrs. Hang ate tea and rice by herself. Knowing the hardships and hardships, she immediately agreed to pick it up and go back.Chuo Zuo is a hard worker who works hard during the day and snores with his mouth half open at night.When it was almost dawn, his wife woke him up and said, "Did you hear any noise last night?"

He pinched and said, "I'm sleepy like a dead pig, where can I hear the sound?" "Last night there was a sound of ping pong pong, like a war." "Don't talk nonsense, or you are dreaming of fighting." I woke up with a couple of mouthfuls of cold rice stuffed into my stomach, and headed to the city with a burden. The burden contained the rice cakes my wife had made the previous year, which Hang Tianzui liked to eat.With the burden on it, it was inconvenient to leave a braid behind, so my wife wrapped it around her neck twice, saying, "Didn't the emperor say that officials and people are free to cut their hair?"

"You can listen to such fallacies." He looked very authoritative in front of his wife, "Aren't there few fake imperial edicts in this day and age? The young master keeps his hair. Are you smarter than the young master?" After walking all the way to Qingbo's gate, I realized that there had been a war in the city last night.Several soldiers had strips of white cloth tied on their sleeves, and one of them held a pair of scissors in his hand. One of the peasants who came out of the city was grabbed by the scalp and cut off a braid. The big bamboo basket by the city gate Inside, there is already a small half basket of cut braids, watching people pick them up.

There are also a few literate people who are watching the "Anmin Notice" posted outside the city wall. As he was illiterate, he salivated and asked people: "What is written on it?" The man rolled his eyes at him and said, "Recovery, do you know?" "What is recovery?" "Amulin, you don't even know about Guangfu? There was a fight in the city last night, didn't you hear?" "I'm surrounded." Tuo said honestly, "Yesterday I was busy on the tea mountain all day, and I couldn't wake up at night." "It's a farmer after all, don't ask about worldly affairs," the man sneered, and said, "The emperor was kicked out of the Dragon Court. Now you know it all!"

"You mean Emperor Xuantong? You know, the emperor is a little younger, so how is the new emperor?" "What new emperor? There is no new emperor!" Putting down the burden, I felt quite at a loss.What does it mean that there is no new emperor?It's a pity that the young master is not around, and no one is willing to point him out.Just as he was wondering, two big hands reached up to his shoulders and feet, and looking back, they were those two soldiers. "What are you going to do?" "What are you doing? I asked if you still want to go to town?" "think."

"Cut the braid!" Let me go back and talk about it, let me go back and talk about it. "Struggling desperately. "Let me go back and talk about it, let me go back and talk about it..." A group of children imitated his clumsy appearance, shouting and laughing.The two soldiers also suppressed their laughter and pressed his scalp vigorously.This made Zhuozhuo feel even more humiliated in fear. He struggled desperately, but shouted: "I want to go back! I want to go back!" The soldiers were impatient.One by one, he pressed the scissors on the ground, and another person came up with the big bright scissors, screaming in fright: "I won't cut it! I won't cut it!" As soon as the words fell, he lightened his head, and he knew that the hair was gone. up.When the soldier pulled it, the braid around his neck slid twice, and the end of the braid finally stabbed the owner of the hair with a burr. He lay on the ground with his hands together, crying with his head in his arms. He had never cried so much in his life.He was crying and thinking, thinking and crying-how can I get up and walk to the city?How can I enter the door of Hangjia Wangyou Tower?I don't have braids, how can I be a human being in the future? The soldier, obviously impatient with his crying, picked him up, rubbed him into the city gate, put a broken straw hat on his head, and said: "Don't cry, if you cry again, you will be a spy." !" He didn't know what to do with the spies, but he was finally able to pass through the busy city with his hat covered.Carrying a bag of rice cakes, wiping the tears of the middle-aged man, avoiding the crowd, and walking shyly towards Yangbatou. At this time, Wangyou Tea House was in a mess, it was listed as a door, and no business was done.Lin Ouchu woke up in the morning and went to Tianzui's yard to have a look. The floor was covered with mats and stoves, the front door was open, and there were deep marks on the ground.Lin Ou was in a hurry, and ran into the room to see that nothing was missing, but the door on the wall was opened.Looking back again, I was startled to see a man, who looked like an oriental man, leaning on the beauty couch in the living room, and fell asleep. Lin Ouchu ran into the yard, called his son and daughter-in-law twice, and then saw Xiaocha rushing out of the wing room with his shoes on and his hair disheveled.When Lin Ou first saw her like this, he was unhappy, and asked, "The sun is already ten feet high, where is the family?" Xiaocha said: "The revolution has gone. After a whole night of tossing, the children just fell asleep." "Who is the man in that room?" Lin Ouchu asked, "Why did you run into your man's room?" Xiaocha pressed his forehead: "It's Mr. Haneda, right? The young master's friend. I brought my daughter to visit yesterday, but there was a fight outside and I couldn't get out." "Where is Tianzui now?" "It is said that he was taken to Uncle's Jewelry Lane." Lin Ouchu was in a hurry, not knowing what to do, but Haneda bumped out again, saying: "I'm sorry for the trouble, I'm so sorry." Xiaocha said: "Mr. Haneda, I don't know what's going on outside, we women dare not go out." "I'll go, I'll go!" He turned around and walked out, walked a few steps and came back, bowing ninety degrees, "Yezi, I will entrust it to you for the time being." "Who is Ye Zi?" Lin Ouchu asked. "My humble daughter." "Don't worry, go." Lin Ouchu was also enthusiastic, "With our care, your daughter is fine." As soon as Haneda left, three more people came in from the round hole, Xiaocha was secretly startled.It turned out that it was Wu Sheng who was pushing and pinching.The one with a goatee in front is Uncle Cha Qing. Lin Ouchu asked: "How did the three of you get together? What's going on outside? Look at our house, it's in turmoil, our son isn't here, and our daughter-in-law isn't here. They all went to revolution! What kind of world is this?" As soon as he finished speaking, he threw away his straw hat, and fell down crying at Madam's feet: "Madam, I don't have the face to see you like this!" Only then did everyone see clearly that their hair was in a mess, and they cut off at the root.It's not neatly cut, it's funny and ugly indeed.Xiaocha pursed her lips, couldn't help laughing, and held back desperately. Cha Qing said slowly: "I'm not at ease. I came to the house to have a look. Wu Sheng wanted to accompany me. The governor's office was burned down. I just went to see it. The governor raised the temperature and fled to the back mountain. , locked in the Fujian Guild Hall. When I walked to the door, Shu, I saw that I was squatting at the foot of the wall, refusing to come in. I said it was shameless, and I was a fool!" At this point, Cha Qing said to Xiao Cha: "Go, get a pair of scissors!" Lin Ouchu asked: "You also cut your braids?" Cha Qing smiled: "I came here to make a revolution, I'm an old Faxian!" He had a rare sense of humor. He turned around, cut his hair with a knife, looked around, and threw it at Madam by surprise, "Madam, deal with it." Lin Ouchu held the gray braid, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Chaqing, I'm repaying the world, do you see if this is still a family? The women's family doesn't obey women's ways, and they go outside in the dark? And Tianzui, he is the boss of such a big tea house, he doesn't care about it normally, he doesn't care about this kind of critical time, he doesn't even know if this life is here!" When Xiaocha heard this, she was so frightened that she whimpered and cried.He didn't cry a few times, but was stopped by his wife: "Why are you crying for mourning? You don't have any skills at all, you only know how to cry!" Cha Qing frowned, and said to Xiao Cha, "I'll take care of the child, and I will do other things." Cha Qing is going to Jewelry Lane to inquire about Hang Tianzui, and Wu Sheng will go with him.Chaqing explained the matter to the cameraman, Lin Ouchu said: "Don't worry, I will take care of it." Chaqing sighed and said: "You are the most stubborn and worrying ." Lin Ouchu was moved when he heard him say this, and wanted to cry again, and said: "There are so many eyes outside, bullets are flying around, Wu Sheng, follow closely!" "There are a lot of them." Wu Sheng said. "Seeing this pair of enemies, tell them to come back quickly!" Lin Ou Chuqian exhorted and Wan exhorted, but he didn't expect to come back.Uncle Cha Qing walked fast. "Cha Qing will walk out and carry it back." Hang Tianzui was trapped in the headquarters, endlessly drafting documents, writing announcements, leaflets, and slogans. If he was sleepy, he would type a ton, and when he woke up, he would continue to work. No one dragged him to an emergency meeting. Even Zhao Jike didn't discuss with him that he was going to Shanghai to meet Tang Shouqian.He himself didn't know how long he had been busy here, whether it was one night or two, or not at all.When Zhao Jirong came back, without further ado, he picked up the Mansheng Pot, took a long gulp, then patted Hang Tianzui on the head and said, "It's finally cut off." Hang Tianzui also patted him on the head, and said, "We are each other. Just be careful that the flag battalion has not been captured yet. If this revolution is not successful, wouldn't it be too early to cut your braid?" Zhao Jike thumped the table with his fist and said, "I'll take an artillery team up to Chenghuang Mountain and bombard the general's office to see if they surrender or not?" Just as he was talking, someone came to report that someone was looking for Hang Tianzui at the door.Hang Tianzui found it fresh. At this time, is there still someone looking for it?Just wondering, Wu Sheng took the lead, followed by Wu Chaqing. Zhao and Hang, both juniors, stood up in surprise when they saw Chaqing, an old man with white hair and braids, and broke into the revolutionary base camp, and said, "Uncle Chaqing, it's so dangerous. Why are you here? Something happened at home?" "Your mother was worried about you and cried in the house, saying that you were beaten to death by the government. I said, there is no such convenient way to die. If you don't worry, I will go and have a look and find out." "I can't leave Uncle Cha Qing alone, it's very chaotic outside, and there are people robbing the rice store," Wu Sheng said. "What are you afraid of? At worst, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will come again, and the long hair will rebel!" Only then did people remember that Uncle Cha Qing was an old hero of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.Hang Tianzui grew up under Cha Qing's knees since he was a child, and he has never seen Uncle Cha Qing feel so excited today. Under his long eyebrows, his eyes are piercing, he is thin, but his waist is straight and his spirit is bright. Speaking of what happened half a century ago, the juniors couldn't help being respectful, especially Zhao Jike, who asked seriously, "Uncle Cha Qing, do you still remember the details?" The old man covered the teacup with his palm, pointed to the map hanging on the wall with his other hand, and began to speak. In November 1861, exactly 50 years ago, Li Xiucheng surrounded Hangzhou with generals from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Wu Chaqing was in his early twenties and was a member of Li Xiucheng's guard. On the morning of December 29, the Taiping Army attacked the outer city of Hangzhou from the four gates of Wangjiang, Houchao, Fengshan and Qingbo.Wang Youling, the governor of Zhejiang at that time, was not as knowledgeable as today's people, so he hanged himself. "Li Xiucheng, like the leader of the militia today, did not want to expand the war and harm the people, so he wrote a letter in person to Hangzhou General Ruichang to persuade him to surrender, saying: make peace with each other, so as not to hurt the lives of men and women. He also promised to let the flag People leave Hangzhou on their own initiative, willing to give ships. If you have gold and silver, you can take them with you; "Uncle Cha Qing is amazing, I remember it so refreshed." Tea lightly took a sip of tea and said, "I am the one who delivered the letter." Everyone said "ah", and they all stood up, not believing their eyes.Especially Hang Tianzui, with his mouth half open, was stunned for a while, before he said: "I don't even know if we are the Taiping Army's resurrected souls? How come the things are exactly the same!" As he spoke, he handed over the notice of the Governor's Mansion that had already been drawn up, which read: The flag battalion has handed over its guns, and the military government is in charge of protecting it. It declares republicanism, and it is absolutely inhumane.Ruffians take the opportunity to spread rumors and cause nuisance. Once captured on the spot, they must be punished according to military law.Now that the banner battalion is under order, all guns and guns will be handed over, and all garrisoned bannermen will be registered as citizens.Everyone in the agricultural, industrial and commercial circles can do business with peace of mind. Uncle Cha Qing glanced at the notice and said, "It's useless, Ruichang doesn't listen to it at all. After two days, the prince and I went to the banner camp." "What about Ruichang?" "Suicide." "Look, old man, will Guilin commit suicide today?" Luai asked. "Today is not what it used to be. The Qing Dynasty is not as good as it was fifty years ago. The real answer is that it is called falling apart. When Wang Youling committed suicide, the prince buried his body in fifteen boats for three thousand taels Silver, a piece of road, five hundred soldiers escorted the coffin back to the hometown. The Japanese governor Zengzeng, changed his face, dragged the old lady to the back mountain, was caught, took a rest, and took it to Yangshi Street, took a rest, Arrested in Puchang Lane, but still willing to write letters to persuade them to surrender, how can they still have the momentum and backbone of the past? In this way, the Qing Dynasty is doomed!" The old man spoke like a bronze bell, his face glowed red, and he was so drunk that he almost didn't recognize him. "Our Wu family was ransacked and beheaded by Qing soldiers. None of our wives and children survived. I was alone and lived in a foreign land for decades. As the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and I am a gentleman for revenge, and it is not too late for fifty years Ah!" He laughed out loud. As soon as the laughter fell, Shen Lucun rushed in. This gentle man was already disheveled at this time. He ignored the grooming and said anxiously: "Zenwen wrote another letter to Guilin, last time I don’t know if that letter was delivered to him! People in the banner camp, because of rumors that bannermen in Wuhan and other places were killed, set up cannons on the city and prepared to burn jade and stone together to vent their anger. This time I rely on your recommendation A reliable person is going to understand the truth, and one must be familiar with the terrain inside. Also, you are planning to go to Chenghuang Mountain, if you don’t succeed this time, blow it up!” After the voice fell, there was a complete silence. For some reason, everyone's eyes were fixed on the old man who just laughed out loud. The old man unhurriedly picked up the white cloth strap on the table, tied it around his waist instead of his arm, then lifted up a corner of his robe and stuffed it around his waist, saying, "It's better to be early than to be late." Coincidentally, this good thing, it seems, must be done by the old man." Zhao Jike disagreed: "Who else should I send to take risks? The whole thing will be overturned in one bombardment. The old man is so old..." "Just a walk." After receiving the letter and adjusting her shoes, Wu Chaqing went out.When he got to the door, he turned his head and cupped his hands, and said, "If you don't come back, it's fine if you can't find someone. If you find it, just bury it under any tea canopy." Hang Tianzui threw down the brush and went up, saying, "Uncle Chaqing, I'll go with you!" He himself didn't know why such a sentence came out, he had never thought of it before.His wife, Lv Ai, almost screamed as she watched from the sidelines. For the first time, she discovered that her husband and Uncle Cha Qing were so similar. The old man lowered his head and smiled reluctantly, but his eyes were bright.He said something puzzling.He said, "It's hard for you to have such an explanation." Hang Tianzui's ears suddenly roared.He was dizzy and nauseous, his feet were numb, and his eyes were dizzy.His heart ached, but he didn't understand why his heart ached. He shuddered his lips, drank another big mouthful of flat water pearl tea, waved his hands, and wanted to go out. "You really want to come with me?" "yes!" Wu Sheng hadn't said anything just now, and no one knew what he was thinking.At this time, he blocked Hang Tianzui with one hand, and shouted: "Go away, it's none of your business here. I should go." He walked up to Cha Qing and said, "We are single, what can't we do? !" Cha Qing looked at Wu Sheng, his eye circles turned red, and said, "Ah Sheng, you are young!" "I've lived anyway." Wu Sheng said. The old man stopped talking, paused, and then said, "In the end, they are still from our Wu family." Before the words were finished, everyone's eyes lit up, the old man flew into the air, and jumped backwards into the yard outside the door, turned around again, jumped again, and he was gone. Jiahe and Jiaping later listened to their mother Shen Lv'ai narrate what they witnessed more than once.With the accumulation of time, the legend of Grandpa Cha Qing has played an increasingly important role in their childhood. Shen Lu'ai repeated again and again: "Those two hours are really longer than one day or two days. You can't come if you wait for the left, and you can't come if you wait for the right. After two hours, your mail Uncle Ke really couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to rush up the mountain to direct the firing, and your father couldn't hold back anymore. He began to cry non-stop, saying that Uncle Cha Qing's departure would be bad or bad, and he might not come back. You all know that Mom hates tears from men the most, and Mom also hates tears from your steps. Mom doesn’t know that he sheds tears because he was born with premonitions. Your uncle and I hold each other down to keep them from messing around. Want to talk nonsense, at this moment, outside the door, a blood man rushed in." "Wu Sheng!" the two brothers called out in a low voice. "It's Wu Sheng. Uncle Cha Qing was on his back. He was shot in the back, and his whole body was covered in blood. He was not dead yet. When he saw us, he said something. When the letter was delivered, he passed out." "Everyone doesn't know what Uncle Chaqing said to Guilin and why they shot him coldly from behind the city wall when he had already walked out of the banner camp. But everyone said that Uncle Chaqing took his life to tell everyone that Qing soldiers It's hard to believe." While the militia leaders held an emergency military and political meeting at the general headquarters, Zhao Jike took off his military uniform and traveled starry night to arrive at Tang Shouqian's mansion in Shanghai. At this time, Tang Shouqian and a group of advisers were discussing the letter from Zhang Chun in Nantong.The letter said: The 60,000 households of the people in Hangzhou will fight against the valves, and they will be burnt in one day, and the public can't save them alone? It turns out that Guilin likes ancient prose, and has been studying Tang Shouqian for many years, so he said: I would like to be caressed by Mr. Tang, otherwise I will resist. The sudden arrival of Zhao Zhike caused an uproar in the Tang family, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. "Sender, what do you want?" Zhao Jike shook off the white satin cloth strip in his hand, and said: "The militia passed an emergency decree and elected you as the governor of Zhejiang." Tang Shouqian's two hands resting on the table slowly trembled. After a long time, he picked up the blue and white tureen and tea cup, and took a sip. "Who else works with me?" he asked. "Eighty-two standard order Zhou Chengfu as the commander-in-chief of the Zhejiang Army, Zhu Fu as the chief of civil affairs, and Shen Junru as the prefect of Hangzhou." Tang Shouqian stood up, glanced at the full armor that Zhao Jike had brought, and said with a gesture, "Tang Shouqian is not Li Yuanhong, he will not crawl under the bed and force him to be president with a gun." Hearing this, everyone laughed. Zhao Jike waved his hand, and the guards behind all put away their guns. "I knew Mr. Tang would have such a day." Zhao Jike said. "I also know that you, Zhao Jike, are a revolutionary, give it to me!" The white cloth flew out from his hands and landed in Tang Shouqian's hands. When the bloody Wu Chaqing was carried into the gate of Wangyou Building, all the children, including Ye Zi, saw it.The girls screamed in fright.Mrs. Hang, Lin Ouchu, saw the bloody man, staggered, rolled her eyes, and fainted first. Wu Cha wakes up and faints sometimes, and stays up for a few more days, Dr. Zhao also stays with him for a few days.A gesture before his death made almost everyone in the Hang family puzzled.He stretched out his finger, pointed to his own heart, and then pointed to Lin Ouchu's heart.Then, he pointed to Hang Tianzui's heart again, and then raised his finger again.Mrs. Hang looked at Wu Chaqing and Hang Tianzui, and stuffed her throat with a handkerchief. Then, he started to stare at Hang Tianzui, and everyone followed Cha Qing's gaze, looking up and down at Tianzui.Tianzui also looked at himself in horror, suffering, bewildered and not understanding, why did everyone look at him like this?Because he didn't cry? Wu Chaqing's last words changed the fate of the Hang family ever since.Whether it is good or evil is difficult to judge, whether it is sober or muddled, people know it by themselves.He opened his eyes, his gaze was between Hang Tianzui and Wu Sheng, and he went back and forth several times, brightening up for a while, then darkening again for a while, finally, pointing his finger at Wu Sheng, he said intermittently: "Tea shop, return to-... ·Return...Return" Wu Sheng immediately plopped and knelt down, tears and horror choked his throat.The mouth of the throat was gurgling, and only an indistinct sound could be made. Only then did Uncle Cha Qing look at Tianzui, and said, "He...save me..." Hang Tianzui actually didn't understand what happened in the world at all, he just kept nodding his head. Uncle Cha Qing's last look was at those children.Both Jiahe and Jiaping felt his gaze.Jiaqiao and Jiacao were young, weeping in fright, and were hugged away by Wanluo. "Tea..." He finally opened his mouth intermittently, at first there was a sound, and finally the movement became slower and slower: "Tea...tea...tea..." Tianzui hurriedly poured tea, when his mother called out, "Mao Feng..." Mao Feng was soaked in the Mansheng pot and it was very hot.Lin Ouchu blew with his mouth and said, "Wait a minute! Wait a moment! Wait a moment!" When she pointed the spout of the teapot to Uncle Cha Qing's half-open mouth, the Maofeng tea that had been poured in had leaked out again intact. Lin Ouchu let out a "sniff" and fell forward.The Mansheng pot accidentally fell on Uncle Cha Qing, turned a few somersaults, and was caught by Lu Ai who was kneeling opposite. Suddenly, Wu Sheng howled loudly, and with the crying, everyone wailed in unison. Even Jiahe, Jiaping and Ye Zi were infected by the strong sadness of the adults, and cried loudly. Only Lin Ouchu raised his head from Chaqing's body, but his tears couldn't flow.She said over and over again: "The master told me that it will be buried in the ancestral grave of the Hang family. It must be carried out from the main entrance, it must be carried out from the main entrance, it must be carried out from the main entrance..." A man with the appearance of a military officer rushed into the courtyard with disheveled hair, waving a gun in his hand, and roared dancing: "The Qing Dynasty is coming to an end! I brought Tang Shouqian back from Shanghai, and Tang Shouqian is going to be the governor. Did you hear that, Tianzui, let's go, Mr. Tang is looking for you—" The people who were about to cry bitterly watched this half-crazed man open and close his mouth inexplicably. They didn't listen to a word he just yelled.At about the same time, Zhao Jike received a solid slap on the face from his father, Zhao Xiahuang. "Crazy life, everyone is dead, what's your name!" The old doctor suddenly burst into tears.At this time, the entire Hang family suddenly realized, knelt down together again, and cried in unison.Only Hang Tian was bewildered, still standing there in a daze, staring at the brother who had just been slapped, who was also still standing.He couldn't understand why and how a man surnamed Tang suddenly appeared as governor when Uncle Cha Qing died?He was in so much pain that he couldn't feel the pain, but felt absurd.Just when he was hit by the "absurd" feeling like an anesthetic, a sober howl broke out: "Dad, my godfather, why did you leave without saying a word! Dad! , How did you tell me on Qiying Road that day? You said that you can’t write two Wus in one stroke, people from the same Ci hall! You said that from now on I will be your real father and you will be mine Dear son, father, dear father, why did the bullet hit you? You said that from now on, what is mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. What else can I have now? For you? I can only throw a bowl of filial piety in front of the coffin for you, daddy! He knocked his head on the ground with a sound, a pool of blood came out, and then he passed out unexpectedly. Wu Sheng's sudden howl really shocked the grief-stricken Hang family.While mourning the downfall of the actual pillar of the Hang family, people flocked to the "godson" who suddenly appeared and passed out.Hang Tianzui hurriedly ordered someone to pour water on Wu Sheng, the two women raised their tear clothes from the ground and looked at each other.Only such mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would speak with such sad eyes at this moment. In the chaos of the adults, Hang Jiahe guarded Grandpa Chaqing in amazement and tranquility.Probably he was the only one who noticed that dusk was approaching. Uncle Cha Qing was covered in the dusk, and his whole body seemed to be melted away by the dusk.He was lying on the coffin, still as thin as a sword, a blood-stained solitary sword that was finally unsheathed.Fifty years ago, he jumped into Wangyou Tea House from the gable wall. Today, he is finally going to be carried out from the main entrance.Hang Jiahe stared at him, stared at him, clenched his fists in horror, and gagged his mouth.He saw the peach blossom paper covering Grandpa Chaqing's face, and he started to blow it gently.