Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Regaining Shuai Hu

The fire in the Hall of Yiluan killed an admiral of the German army. Vaderxi and Sai Jinhua survived by chance. They were still in shock and stayed in Ziguang Pavilion temporarily.After losing the commander-in-chief, Waldsee was anxious and felt that it was difficult to explain in front of the Kaiser, and he also lost face in front of the commander-in-chief of the Seven Kingdoms.He didn't go out these few days, and drank his sorrows in the garden with Sai Jinhua every day. That night, while Wa Dexi and Sai Jinhua were sighing in Ziguang Pavilion, a person suddenly crawled out from under the bed.Sai Jinhua saw that this man was tall, wearing a black cloth coat, and his face looked familiar, so she couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly hid behind Vadsi.Wa Dexi stretched out his hand to draw his gun, but the precious knife was held across his neck by the visitor.Then he took out a brocade box, which was exactly the brocade box that contained the commander-in-chief of the Eight-Power Allied Forces.

Wadesi shouted: "Don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want. The gold and silver treasures I hide are priceless." The visitor laughed and said, "Not only will I not kill you, but I will also return this brocade box to you..." Upon hearing this, Vadesi's body went limp, and he collapsed on the ground, kowtowing like garlic: "What treasure do you want?" The visitor said slowly, "I only have one request." "What is it?" Vadsi and Sai Jinhua almost spoke in unison. "Let you issue an order to release the women imprisoned in the Temple of Heaven and let them leave the city safely."

Vadesi nodded quickly and said, "I will definitely do it." The visitor said: "If you release those women tomorrow, then this brocade box will appear on your desk tomorrow night." On the second day, Wadesi really issued an order to let the American and British troops stationed in the Temple of Heaven release the women in distress. The women left Beijing one after another in the afternoon. In the evening, Wadesi ambushed heavy soldiers near Ziguang Pavilion. He was determined to catch the Chinese who had brought him so much shame. Ziguang Pavilion is located in the north of Baoguang Gate, and it was called Platform in Emperor Wuzong of Ming Dynasty.The platform is several feet high, with a small yellow-roofed hall built on it, four rooms on the left and right, covered with yellow tiles; a little below the building, covered with green tiles, and the north and south are connected with inclined corridors; The garden is used to watch and shoot, and it is also called Ziguang Pavilion later.Every May, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty watch dragon boats here, and watch the warriors of the Yumajian race horses and shoot arrows.Wen Zhengming, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, once wrote a special poem ode: "In the sun, the palace wall flies purple, and the first emperor has a stage for military parade. Below the road runs to the end of the city, and to the east, the flying pavilion reflects the water. The clouds are always close to each other. The bird peeks at the fairy battle and returns. Jinhua is waiting for the imperial edict to be long and white, and Yang is ashamed if he wants to grow up." In the Qing Dynasty, the old name of Ziguang Pavilion was used, and peaches and apricots were planted in front of the gate, and the garden was full of awns and fragrance.During the reign of Kangxi, every August 15th, the ministers of guards of the two banners were convened here to compete in martial arts and discuss arrows. He drew pictures of heroes and engraved imperial poems in the pavilion.From then on, on the 19th day of the first lunar month, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty invited a group of ministers into Ziguang Pavilion, held a banquet and showed off their martial arts.

Wa Dexi ambushed sharpshooters on both sides of Ziguang Pavilion and in the pavilion, and set up artillery in Sheyuan to wait for Zhang San. It was the middle of the night, and Zhang San still couldn't come. Vadsi was a little sleepy, so he took Sai Jinhua to Ziguangge's bedroom.He ordered the guards to search the entire bedroom, but found no suspicious signs, and did not see the brocade box on the table.Wa Dexi thought: I was deceived by that person. He saw that the woman in the Temple of Heaven had been released, so why would he return the Shuaihu to me?Such dishonest people are everywhere.In a trance, he leaned against Sai Jinhua and fell asleep.

A gust of fragrant wind blows, it is the fragrance of red apricots in the garden.Wadsi woke up from a dream.He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and saw that Sai Jinhua was already sleeping on the side, talking in sleep, he called out to the guards a few times, and two guards walked in quietly. "Have you found that man?" Vadsey asked.The guard said: "There is no movement." Vadsi glanced at the table, ah, there was that brocade box on the table.He rushed over with joy, put it on his chest, opened the lid tremblingly, and saw the handsome golden wat inside.He blushed and sighed secretly: "There are still such faithful Chinese people in the world..."

It turned out that Zhang San didn't go far. He dug a hole in the roof of Yiluan Hall and hid in the ceiling.During the day, he heard the foreign soldiers report to Vadesi that the women imprisoned in the Temple of Heaven had been released. Seeing that Vadesi had deployed heavy troops around him, he never dared to come out.In the middle of the night, Zhang San tore off a strip of cloth, tied the brocade box and slowly put it on the office desk in the bedroom, and then slipped away. After Zhang San rescued the women imprisoned in the Temple of Heaven, he was relieved a lot, but now he has no home to turn to.Because Zhang San's house was also looted.In the past few days, he changed his clothes, traveled at night and stayed at dawn, sometimes sleeping in a deserted temple, sometimes sleeping in a corner of the palace, avoiding the pursuit of foreign soldiers.He thought of "Big Sword" Wang Wu, "Glasses Cheng" Cheng Yanhua, Yu Jiwen, Yu Yunniang's father and daughter, Yang Banhou and other good friends, as well as Chuck, Li Cunyi, Li Ruidong, Yin Fu and other martial arts friends who have done justice.Alas, there are countless people like me Zhang San in the world. Some of them died generously and are famous in history; some died silently without leaving their names; Mian takes shelter from the tiger's den temporarily.What are the setbacks and difficulties I encountered?He also thought of his friends on the wrestling field, such as Wan Baye, 'Little Yingbi', 'Little Silver Spear' and He Liu.

It was already night, and he walked to the shore of Shichahai. Although it was spring, Shichahai had lost its former charm, and the lake was flowing silently, as if he could not speak, and he kept moving forward without looking back.It was drizzling rain again, and from a distance, the palace courtyard, courtyard house, shops, ancient temples, etc. were shrouded in gray.The houses in the distance were covered by the rain and became hazy, only a few high-point palaces and palaces showed a little blue daisy.The Yinding Bridge stands there alone, revealing a lovely light blue color in the rain.The door of the barbecue season is closed tightly, lifeless, only the flag flutters in the wind and shines in the rain.

The rain kept falling, and the peach and pear trees in front of Zhang San made the sound of pattering rain.There are countless dense and shining small round eddies on the surface of the lake, and the reeds by the lake are covered with crystal flashing water drops.Rainwater flowed down Zhang San's clothes, along the sticky hair, and splashed on his face, like powder.He felt a chill. He came to Drum Tower Street, looked at Drum Tower trembling in the rain, and thought of the party during the New Year's Day barbecue season.Luo Yinggong, this talented scholar, what is he doing at the moment?

By the faint candlelight, he touched Luo Yinggong's house.Walking into the familiar courtyard, I felt deathly silence, the elegant and tranquil atmosphere of the past was gone, everything was in a mess, and the clothes were in disarray.Obviously, there is no escape from the looting of foreign soldiers.Zhang San stumbled into the room where he and Luo Yinggong drank, and saw that the walls were dusty and messy.Zhang San was about to leave, when suddenly the bookcase on the west wall moved, revealing Luo Yinggong's head: "Master Zhang, it turned out to be you." Zhang San took a closer look and saw that it was Luo Yinggong.Luo Yinggong moved the bookcase away and jumped out.He described it as much haggard, wearing a green cloth robe full of dust and oil.Luo Yinggong giggled: "We really share the same fate, I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be so shabby, shabby, and skinny." Zhang San smiled wryly: "So you are hiding here, why didn't you go out of the city?" Said: "This is my home, my country, my country and home are here, why should I go out." He said and moved the bookcase away, revealing a hole.Duke Luo Ying said with a smile: "This is the library of our Luo family. I didn't expect it to be useful now. I hide here to read during the day and only come out at night."

Zhang San followed him down, and saw a basement about ten feet wide and forty feet long, the walls were covered with bookcases, there was a temporary wooden bed in the space, and there was a hardwood coffee table in front of the bed. With a few bottles of wine, the peanuts in the small dish are all wilted. Zhang San sat on the bed, and the bed creaked.Duke Luo Ying said with a mournful face, "You have to be drunk with wine in life. How did a drop reach Jiuquan. I don't ask what happened to you recently, and you don't ask me what happened to me recently. We are in the same boat. You live here with me. No one knows about this place. .”

Zhang San asked: "Then what do you eat?" Luo Yinggong pointed to the two jars in the corner: "I saved two jars of cornmeal, let's make porridge, even if there are no vegetables, but it's okay." When he said this, his eyes lit up: "I've read a lot in the past few days. There are fewer works that talk about drinking, and I have gained a lot of knowledge." "Really?" Zhang San became interested, and all the coolness just now disappeared. Luo Yinggong poured Zhang San a large jar of white wine with a "gutdudu", and he simply drank it from the bottle.Zhang San said: "There is no appetizer, do you have hazelnuts and walnuts?" Luo Ying said: "There are a lot of hickory nuts in the kitchen, but they are hard!" After a while, Luo Ying brought a basket of hickory nuts, and Zhang San picked them up. The two big ones shattered with two bangs.Two people drink together. Zhang San drank too much wine, and his face became paler and paler.Duke Luo Ying drank a few sips, Xiaobai's face was as red as a lantern.Zhang Sandao: "What books on drinking have you read these days, tell us about it." Luo Ying said: "Let me tell you a story about Li Bai, a poet fairy. Li Bai can be said to be born in wine and listed in wine. At least one-sixth of his works talk about drinking. He drank when he was living in seclusion, and when he was seeking an official position. , Drink when you are proud, drink when you are frustrated, drink when you are with friends, drink when you are alone, drink when you have money, and drink when you have no money; even take off the beloved sword hanging around your waist in exchange for wine in old age. In the poem "Giving Nei" to his wife, he wrote: "Three hundred and sixty days, I was as drunk as mud every day. Although I was Li Bai's wife, He Yi was a very ordinary wife." In the poem "Children", there is a poem "the south wind blows back to the heart, and he falls in front of the restaurant", but he still can't forget the wine. People call him "drunk saint", and he claims to be "the fairy in wine". His death is acute empyema, and there is also alcohol Cause of poisoning." Zhang Sandao: "The posterity also said that Li Bai was wearing a brocade robe and playing in a small boat on the Caishi River. It is related to wine. Later generations wrote Li Bai's annals, biographies, and collections of poems and essays, all of which mentioned his fate with wine, such as "before Shen Zhizun, at the side of Xiaoao's throne", "Yelang returned to his youth, and died drunk in this river Bian', 'Li Bai's Hundred Poems on Wine'. Du Fu's drinking seems to be no less than Li Bai's. Du Fu has been a wine tycoon since he was fifteen years old. Returning to Japan's spring clothes, every day the river head is drunk and returns home', 'Drink a bucket of water if you have to look', until 'you can throw away a few stems of white hair, and you will not hesitate to throw a hundred fines into a deep cup', 'A light cup of trickling wine, According to my research, his death may also be related to wine. In the fifth year of the Dali calendar, Du Fu took refuge in Leiyang and was blocked by floods. Later, the county magistrate found Du Fu died of poisoning after eating spoiled beef and drinking alcohol. Although it is said that Du Zimei’s death was caused by overeating or drowning, but Don't deny the fact that Du Fu was addicted to alcohol." Zhang San pinched another hickory nut, put it in his mouth, chewed it three times, swallowed it, and said, "I heard that many literati in the Tang Dynasty liked to drink alcohol." Luo Yinggong said slowly: "Du Fu in "The Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking", in addition to Li Bai, also married seven talents. The calligrapher Zhang Xu, according to legend, after he was drunk, he screamed and walked away, and then wrote, or moistened the ink with his hair As for the book, after waking up from the drunkenness, I read it and felt that it was amazing. His cursive script is called Kuangcao. People call Li's poems, Pei's sword dance, and Zhang Xu's cursive script three masterpieces. An official named He Zhizhang called Li Bai "" Relegation to Immortals, once drinking with Li Bai, He Zhizhang took off the accessories on his body and exchanged the golden tortoise for wine, which made Li Bai never forget. He liked guests very much, and he often drank with people at night, and he continued to do business during the day. He drank a lot. Du Fu described it: "Drinking is like a long whale sucking hundreds of rivers." Jiao Sui heard that he stuttered and couldn't speak clearly. The voice is loud; there are also Cui Zongzhi, who is beautiful and unrestrained, who "raises his glass and looks at the blue sky"; Li, who "drools at the mouth of the Daofeng Quche, and hates to seal it to Jiuquan"; Su Jin, who "often loves to escape Zen when drunk". Bai Juyi wrote in his "Praise of Wine Skills": "I don't eat all day long, and I don't sleep all night. Thinking is useless, so it's better to drink." It is said that drinking is better than eating. Jia Dao often takes a year's poems on New Year's Eve, Sacrifice it with wine and meat, and say, 'Work hard on my spirit, so I can make up for it.'..." At this moment, only the sound of the earthen pot being broken, as if someone was walking, made Luo Ying's face turn pale with fright, and his fingers trembled.Zhang San leaned against the wall and listened, then quietly came to the entrance of the cave, and gently moved the bookcase away...