Chapter 210 Zhao Ziyue (23)

"Can you go to Yan Naibo with me?" This was the first sentence Zhao Ziyue said when he saw Zhou Shaolian. "He is still willing to see me as governor!" Zhou Shaolian said in a small squeaky voice. "Aren't you going? It's a matter of life and death now!" "I'm not going! I've been there several times, but the gatekeeper stopped me! Besides, what's the matter?" "Lao Li was taken away by the Law Enforcement Office, and his life is in danger! Aren't you helping the movement?!" "Really?" Zhou Shaolian was also startled, and after a while, Shixing said again: "I won't go, I have to write an elegy first, if Lao Li dies, I can't write a poem, wouldn't it be my sin! "He said and shed tears!"

Zhou Shaolian was really moved, and felt that the only way to reduce his grief was to compose an elegy as soon as possible!As soon as the poem is written, the big things will look like nothing! "I don't have time to talk to you! If you don't go, I'll go by myself!" Zhao Ziyue ran out after finishing speaking. When they arrived at Yan Naibo's house, Zhao Ziyue jumped up the steps and rushed in. "Cough! Who are you looking for?" The guard in front of the door asked with staring eyes. "My former is a teacher in your house, I want to meet your boss!" Zhao Ziyue replied.

"The provincial governor has entered Beijing, and went to congratulate the new Commander He!" "Hey!" Zhao Ziyue stomped his feet anxiously, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Is it okay for me to meet your wife?" "Our wife is sick!" "I must see you! I am your young master's teacher, can you not ask me to see you?!" Zhao Ziyue said and walked inside. "Stop! Our young master is dead!" The guard stopped Zhao Ziyue. "I must see your wife!" Zhao Ziyue said anxiously. "Okay! I'll report back to you, you wait!" The guard smiled maliciously at Zhao Ziyue.

The guard walked in unhurriedly, and Zhao Ziyue turned back and forth with his hands behind his back, thinking to himself: Seeing her is better than seeing him, women are soft-hearted and easy to talk to.Just thinking about it, the guard came back and said: "Our wife is really sick! But you must see her, and I can't help it. If you see her, if she--don't blame me!" Zhao Zi said nothing, and followed the guards inside.Walking to the cross courtyard of the study, Mrs. Yan was standing in the courtyard.She was wearing a large linen shirt, but she was wearing a pair of red embroidered cotton shoes, staring blankly at the pot of pink oleanders in full bloom in the courtyard.There were two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls standing at the door of the study. Seeing Zhao Ziyue coming in, the two whispered to each other.

"This is our wife!" The guard pointed to Zhao Ziyue, and then walked out slowly. "Mrs. Yan!" Zhao Ziyue went over and bowed to her. "You're here? My baby! Ah, my baby!" Mrs. Yan looked at Zhao Ziyue and nodded again and again, like a chicken drinking water.After staring blankly for a long time, she suddenly laughed wildly, the laughter was so ugly that it drilled into her brain.After laughing for a while, she took two steps forward and said: "Ah! You are not my baby! Good! I can read you, you Yan Naibo! Yan-nai-bo!——You are paying my son! You killed my son, you!" Her voice Getting taller and taller, his face is getting uglier.Zhao Ziyue took a few steps back, and she kept going forward. "Okay! You! You make my son study all day long! You're going to die! You're still marrying your concubine, you! You're paying for my son! Hey-yo-my baby!" She sat on the ground burst into tears.Two girls ran over to help her up.Zhao Zi said without saying a word and went out. "I didn't wrong you, did I?" The guard smiled at Zhao Ziyue.

Zhao Zi said that he didn't care about getting angry with the guards, so he looked down and went out; while walking, he thought: I still have to go to Zhou Shaolian.Because he thought: If he goes back to Beijing to see Yan Naibo himself, he will definitely not see him; after all Zhou Shaolian has something to do with Yan Naibo, so it is more appropriate to ask Zhou Shaolian to help him. ... "How? Old Zhao!" Zhou Shaolian asked with a smile. "Needless to say! Shao Lian, if you have pity on me, get me a bowl of tea first! I haven't beaten my teeth since morning!"

Seeing Zhao Ziyue's ugly face, Zhou Shaolian didn't dare to tell any more jokes, and hurried to make tea for him.After the tea was brewed, he dug out from the basket under the bed for a long time, took out a few biscuits with green hairs, and handed them to Zhao Ziyue. "I can't eat, Shaolian! Give me a bowl of tea!" Zhao Ziyue sat on the bed and frowned. "Zi Yue! What's the matter with you? You made such a fuss!" While drinking tea, Zhao Zi said briefly about Li Jingchun, and then said: "Shao Lian! You must come to Beijing with me! Even if I call you the grandfather, you have to follow me!"

"Zi Yue!" Zhou Shaolian said solemnly: "It's getting dark now. Even if you catch the train, you will have to arrive in Beijing in the middle of the night, and you can't do anything. Why don't you rest and rest? We will catch the train at three o'clock at night and arrive in Beijing early in the morning." Isn't it just a matter of time?" "No! Let's go!" Zhao Ziyue said with a fire in his heart: "Things are ever-changing, and the moment you arrive in Beijing is a moment! I am eager to hear the news from Beijing!" " I'm doing it for your own good, Zi Yue! You can sleep here and get things done tomorrow! If you want to inquire about news, why don't you just make a phone call!"

Zhao Ziyue felt a little active in his heart and felt really tired, so he asked Zhou Shaolian to take him to the telephone room.He called Mo Danian first, but Mo Danian was not at home.He also wanted to call Butuan, but was afraid that Butuan would be unreliable; but there was nowhere else to get some information except Butuan, so he was in a dilemma for a long time, and finally called the number of the rooftop apartment.After the wires were connected, Wu Duan said: Mo Danian ran around a few places, very hopeful, probably he can hand over Li Jingchun to the court.He was exercising himself, but to no avail.Finally, Wu Duan said: "You can come back early tomorrow morning, so you don't have to rush back at night. Lao Li is very safe now."

Zhao Ziyue felt relieved, and walked slowly to the dormitory.Zhou Shaolian was busy going out to buy some snacks.After buying dim sum, Zhao Ziyue ate one or two yuan and drank a pot of tea.Zhou Shaolian hurriedly distributed his own bed to Zhao Ziyue, and he made some messy things on the floor to go to bed, but it was not yet ten o'clock.He kept urging Zhao Ziyue to sleep, but Zhao Ziyue couldn't fall asleep no matter what. "Old Zhou, can you borrow an alarm clock?" Zhao Ziyue asked, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up after a deep sleep!" "That's right! Old Zhao! My brain is more accurate than an alarm clock. When I say wake up, I will wake up at that time! Sleep with you! Sleep!" Zhou Shaolian lay on the ground, looking like a puppy without paying attention. lying down.

"Can't sleep! Old Zhou, open the window, it's too stuffy!" Zhou Shaolian stood up and opened the window, and then closed it quietly, because he was most afraid of the night cold.But Zhao Ziyue heard the window open, took a deep breath on the bed, felt the air was very fresh, and was satisfied. Sitting in the room, Wu Duan read the "Truth Evening Post": "The story of the mass assassination: "At eight o'clock this morning, General He Zhanyuan, Commander of the Gyeonggi Guards and Commander of the 271st Division, entered the city by car from the Nanyuan Division. He was accompanied by Battalion Commander Liu Deshan and Staff Officer Song Fucai. When the car arrived near Zhangjiatun outside Yongding Gate, there was a traitor. Li Jingchun (inspired by the extremist party) fired several shots at the car. Battalion Commander Liu was seriously injured in his left arm. Commander He and Staff Officer Song were lucky to be safe. The guards on the left and right sides of the car marched forward bravely. They should capture the assassin and send them to the division headquarters Strict news. "Our newspaper's special commissioner visited the division headquarters, and Commander Meng He sent Staff Officer Song to meet him. Staff Officer Song was dressed in military uniform, with a burly face, and he spoke frankly. Yes! The reporter of this newspaper talked with Staff Officer Song for about ten minutes, and the details of the conversation are recorded as follows: "Question: Did Commander He hear anything beforehand? "Answer: Damn, no! "Question: Is the car you are traveling in a military vehicle? "Answer: No, Commander He's own! "Question: Where did you hear the gunshots? "Answer: Probably not far from the train track. "Q: Companion? "Answer: There are three of us: Commander He, Battalion Commander Liu, me, and some fucking brothers. "Q: What's the situation in the car? "Answer: The commander and we climbed in the car, and Battalion Commander Liu accidentally ate a black date." Question: How to catch the assassin? "Answer: The four brothers went down together and caught the boy. "Question: Does the assassin have a personal grudge against Commander He? "Answer: No, that kid is an extremist! "Question: How to punish him? "Answer: Damn, cut to pieces! (At this point, Staff Officer Song's face was furious, and his eyes were like torches!) "Question: Does Commander He have any methods to eliminate the extremist party? "Answer: Yes! Kill! "At this point in the conversation, the reporter of this newspaper thanked Staff Officer Song and said goodbye. Before leaving, Staff Officer Song urged this reporter to publish the facts according to the facts, so that the radical party members would be frightened by hearing about it. He also said: Commander Congratulations on running the army There was a year when he loved the people like his own son. (When he was serving as the guardian envoy of Daming, a gentry merchant once presented a plaque with the inscription: Parents of the people.) He vowed to fight the traitors and dogs to the death without hesitating his life. "The reporter of this newspaper listened respectfully and was extremely satisfied! Xuan asked to go to the prison to watch the assassin. The staff of the Mongolian and Song Dynasties were particularly favored and allowed, and sent two guards to escort him to prison. "The assassin's surname is Li and his name is Jingchun. He is from Zhengding Prefecture, Zhili. He has a short body and a fierce face. His hands and feet are tied in iron chains, and he still utters wild words and insults the government. This reporter tried to talk to him, but he was not right, but he kept calling 'Chi "Long live the party." That's all. The reporter of this newspaper thought he was stubborn and ineffective, so he didn't bother to waste any more words, so he took a photo and left the prison. The guards walked out of the division headquarters and raised their hands to the reporter of this newspaper. "Because the reporter of this newspaper could not talk to the assassin, he immediately collected facts from various sources for readers: "Li Jingchun used to study at Mingzheng University, and he specialized in instigating trends. The last time he beat the principal, he was the chief envoy. "After the disbandment of Mingzheng University, he entered Jingshi University. He and several people in the same party received a monthly subsidy of 120 yuan from the extremist party, and received pistol bullets to assassinate important people and disrupt public order." ………… "Commander He is very calm, and he is still working as usual, and I heard that there are measures to cut down and sweep up traitors." At noon today, a representative of the chamber of commerce sent a jar of Shaoxing wine and four fat sheep to the division headquarters to appease Commander He, and was quite impressed by Commander He The cloud of preferential treatment and hospitality. " ………… Zhao Zi said that he asked Zhou Shaolian to go to Beijing to see Yan Naibo together.Zhou Shaolian can't do other things until he finishes his poem, and it's not something that can be done in a day or two.So Zhao Ziyue went back to Beijing alone. "What's the matter? Old Wu!" Zhao Ziyue shouted as soon as he entered the gate. "No news! Just now, Lao Mo called and said: He went to Nanyuan again, and told us to wait for his letter!" As they said, both of them entered the third room. "Old Zhao! Here are two letters, and Lao Li wants you to read them!" Wu Duan handed Zhao Ziyue a few letters without envelopes. "Brother Jing Chun: "Your love for me, I don't seem to be able to say it, but I really can't say it! After two years of your guidance, I have improved my knowledge. I am proud to say that I have lived up to your sincere teaching; for the physical , My pen tip and eyeballs are now falling on the paper: If there is no you and Professor Zhang, I don’t know where I would have fallen! When I see you, why don’t I thank you when I sit down and think about you Deeply; because when I saw you, your speech and attitude made me chew the word "thank you" in my mouth, but I couldn't say it; but when I sat still thinking about you, a Shadow of God, I can thank you by your name! "When I was born, I took my first breath in the world, and I cried. Maybe this is the beginning of the tragedy of life? When I was five years old, I clearly cried a few more times, crying for me Parents! I will not cry in the future. It’s not that there is no reason not to cry, but I don’t have the courage to cry. An orphan girl is being raised by someone else’s house. Do I dare to cry? Now I’m crying again, crying for you and Professor Zhang, because you My love for me cannot be expressed with a general smile! "You know my current plight, but I have never told you about my past tragedies. It's not that I want to hide it from you, but I'm afraid that you will cry for me; tears are worth shedding for a good friend, but I wish to see You laugh, I don’t want to see you take up the time of laughing with crying, life is so short, how can you bear not to smile more when we meet each other! Now I have to tell you, because you asked me the day before yesterday, I It would be obvious that my heart is too cruel if I don’t say anything else. I could have told you face to face the day before yesterday, but I wanted to write this letter in detail. I hope that when you read this letter, you will also Reading my heart, or this piece of paper with tears printed on it, is as real as I am crying and talking to you. "I can't express my feelings, let me write the facts: "I have lived with my uncle in Shanghai since my parents died.My uncle loves me out of sincerity, which is why I dare not cry anymore.My uncle loves me all the time, and I am always smiling to please my uncle; the love between uncle and niece is true, but there is one thing that is different from the love between parents and children: I dare not cry face to face.What is even more distressing: since I did something wrong, my uncle has no heart to forgive his children like parents do. When I am repenting and mourning, no relatives come to touch my hair or wipe my tears!my own fault!But I hope my uncle loves me, even dotes on me!This hope has never been achieved, not because my uncle is hard-hearted, but because I am not good; my uncle loves me and cannot spoil me!I write a letter to my uncle every month, but there is no reply!I still write, always write, his anger is justified, it is close to human.I only hope that the tears falling on the letter paper will kiss his tears, I dare not expect extravagantly!Unfortunately, the more he reads my letter, the angrier he gets... Hey!I just have to stop thinking about it!He always spares me a day, I always look forward to it, until I die! "My crime was committed in Shanghai. I was studying in middle school at the time. I don't need to say who initiated it. Except for rape, there are very few things that are not made by both parties. Then, if I put this crime Putting it all on other people's head. In addition to what I did wrong, I also added some crimes of slander. I did wrong, and I only blame myself for being young and ignorant. but my uncle said the last 'good-bye!' He is an old man, and I don't blame him! If my lover can maintain our willingness to take risks, and the eternal vow, I dare say: not only I and him No one is good, and we want to be together happily forever. Who knows that my life is so hard, my eyes are so blind, and I think a hooligan is a person who can be entrusted for life. As for before I saw him clearly , I gave him my body! I am not ashamed of this, if I knew him; unfortunately, I misunderstood, and first put aside the words of chastity, and thought about it, how should I live! He is unreliable, my uncle doesn’t want me, so what if he calls me an orphan! If crying can give me a way out, then I’ll cry out for that way of life, and never cry about my faults; because I don’t admit it’s moral at all Depravity, no old morality rings my tear ducts!" When I knew him, oh!Let me tell you his name: his name is Ouyang Tianfeng!He is so good-looking; I only see his handsome face, poor, but I don't see his not handsome heart!He was studying in pre-university at that time, and Professor Zhang (Zhang was a middle school teacher at that time) subsidized his tuition fees.Professor Zhang is a distant relative of his.When we lived together, Professor Zhang didn't get angry at all, and he still provided for him.Not only provided for him, but also helped me, as if I lost an uncle and found a father.He used Professor Zhang's money to go whoring, gambling, and drinking, and he hated that the money Professor Zhang gave him was not enough.So I went to see Professor Zhang to explain my remorse and asked him to try to help me.Professor Zhang began to advise him, but it was invalid!Then he cut off his subsidy and provided it exclusively to me.He, therefore, began to hate Professor Zhang!Helping people with good intentions will attract hatred, I sigh for human beings!He has nothing to do with Professor Zhang, but he can bully me, so Professor Zhang brought me to Beijing to fulfill my reasons.He provided for me to graduate from middle school, and then asked me to enter university. This is when we met, that is, when Professor Zhang and Ouyang became enemies. "He also came to Beijing. His intention was to force me to marry as he wished, so that he could make money from it. There were a lot of people surnamed Wang, Zhao, Li, and so on. He was trying to sell me day and night. Now, he is enjoying his happy life. He persecutes me as husband and wife, because we are not officially married, and naturally there is no way to say divorce; then, I will not agree to him, he is full of damage to my reputation. Power. As for Professor Zhang, he threatened, ridiculed, slandered, and used everything the villain could think of. Fortunately, Professor Zhang kept calm and did not provoke him. As for me, I have you and Professor Zhang to protect me , has not yet fallen into his hands. "What will happen in the future, I don't know! I can only follow Professor Zhang's words, I have no idea. I can only concentrate on studying to repay his kindness! "For you, the same sentence: I thank you, but no words can convey it! "I can't write anymore, the pen is as heavy as an iron pillar, I can't hold it anymore!" See you tomorrow! Wang Lingshi Qi. " "Brother Jing Chun: "He (Ouyang) came again last night. He was already half drunk. When threatening me, he said unintentionally: 'If you don't follow me, I will ask Commander He to kill Zhang!' "Professor Zhang and I have decided to go east, otherwise, my life and his life are in great danger! "We got married in Japan! "What happened in the past will always be deeply engraved in my heart as a good lesson before I die. I will never forget your kindness, and I will never forget it! "Let's see you later! The first photo of my marriage with Professor Zhang is for you! "I seem to be holding your hand and saying: 'Goodbye!' It's urgent, I can't write more. I will leave Beijing tonight! "One more time: goodbye! Wang Lingshi Qi. " After reading the two letters, Zhao Ziyue was stunned for a long time without saying a word. Mo Danian came in crying, Zhao Ziyue and Wu Duan's hearts were half cold!Zhao Ziyue asked with trembling lips: "What's the matter? Old Mo!" "Old Li was shot, at three o'clock last night!" Mo Danian burst into tears, unable to speak any more. Zhao Ziyue also lost his voice in tears, and Wu Duan gargled and wept. The three cried for a while, and Zhao Zi said to wipe away the tears first: "Old Wu! Lao Mo! Don't cry! Lao Wu! You go to collect Lao Li's body. How much you spend is up to you alone. Can't do it?" "I can!" "Take out the corpse and bury it outside the city first, instead of sending it to his home!" Zhao Zi said, "When there is a chance, we can bury him in a public place and erect a monument to commemorate him. A flower, whose fragrance will always be blown into the hearts of ambitious young people. Old Wu! This is your responsibility! After you finish this matter, whether you are willing to work hard with the warlords, or bury your head in your studies, is up to you to decide. These are the two ways that Lao Li pointed out to us, since we are determined to collect his body, we should fulfill his teaching—” "Old Zhao, don't worry, I have already told Lao Li: I will try my best to change my past and seek some real knowledge!" Wu Duan said. "Old Mo! Helping Lao Li's mother is your business, can you do it?" Zhao Ziyue asked. "I can!" Mo Danian replied with tears in his eyes. "Not just helping her, you have to try to comfort her and put her in a safe place! Without her, Lao Li would not have done such a bright thing! Lao Mo, you understood Lao Li before me, so I don't need to say more. " The three sat there for a long time with their heads lowered, before Zhao Ziyue spoke first: "Old Mo! , dare not say! We each go our own way, just want to be worthy of Lao Li! Let's meet again by fate!"