Chapter 33 In the third quarter, Lao Jin travels thousands of miles and rides alone

But when Lao Jin came to Liang's house in Lizhuang, both Lin Huiyin's condition and the living environment of Liang's family were worse than he imagined.The reason why Lin Huiyin relapsed had a great relationship with the local climate and environment. Dr. Anna Wang, a German who worked and lived in Chongqing during the Anti-Japanese War, described the environment in Chongqing in her memoirs: "I overlooked Chongqing from the plane, but I was confused. Every October to the At the end of April of the second year, the whole city was shrouded in thick fog. When the weather was calm, the water vapor from the Yangtze River and its tributary, the Jialing River, mixed with the soot from burning coal with a high sulfur content, became smog. .Countless chimneys billowed thick smoke, causing the smell of sulfur to permeate Chongqing. Needless to say, the air in the villages along the river is very harmful to health, and tuberculosis spread widely.” Although Li Zhuang is several hundred kilometers away from Chongqing, but the situation in medium-sized cities such as Luzhou and Yibin in the upper reaches is very similar to Chongqing, and the smell of sulfur has not diminished. One after another—and all of them are lung diseases, the first culprit is the local climate and environment polluted by sulfur toxins.

Lao Jin saw that the only "soft bed" that the Liang family could use for Lin Huiyin to recuperate was a rickety canvas camp bed. This bed had followed the Liang family around half of China.From the late Qing Dynasty to the decades before the Anti-Japanese War, the warlords in southern Sichuan continued to fight, and the wars continued. At this time, Lizhuang had declined and withered. The whole town did not have a hospital, a formal doctor, or any medicine.Lin Huiyin told Lao Jin that the only thermometer at home had been broken by her son Congjie, which made her unable to measure her body temperature for more than half a year, and had to rely on her own feelings to estimate the degree of fever.Under such conditions, Lin's condition gradually became serious, his eye sockets were sunken, his complexion was pale, and his crystal eyes lost their former spirit. He became a haggard, old, weak patient with constant coughing and panting.Lin Huiyin had previously expressed his pain and helplessness in a letter to Shen Congwen of the Southwestern United University: "If there is a sky, and the sky has a purpose, I really want him to understand something and tell me something. Does this kind of person need to live? If not, isn’t this hanging life a luxury? For example, why does a person who is very energetic and likes to struggle to survive need lung disease? If so, many people who want to be healthy It’s a luxury to miss me, isn’t it better not to?” Whenever seeing his beloved wife lying on the hospital bed struggling in pain, the helpless Liang Sicheng shouted from the bottom of his heart: “God! If you really exist, please Give her my life!"

Fortunately, as the weather got warmer, Lin Huiyin's high fever for several months subsided a bit, but the fever still subsided from time to time, unable to stabilize, and his body was still very weak. Most of the time he lay on the camp bed and could not move freely.Such restraint is undoubtedly a great pain for Lin Huiyin, who is used to being active.Since Lin Huiyin fell ill, Liang Sicheng was naturally responsible for all family affairs.Since Li Zhuang did not have any medical conditions, Liang Sicheng had to learn to give Lin Huiyin injections by himself, and learned intramuscular and intravenous injections.After more than half a year of treatment and recuperation, the man finally survived after struggling. Liang Sicheng was grateful for his wife's strength and God's patronage.

In addition to suffering from illness and difficult life, another major blow to Lin Huiyin was the continuous death of her brother Lin Heng and other pilot friends. After Lin Huiyin married Liang Sicheng, because his father Lin Changmin passed away, Lin Huiyin's mother and third brother Lin Heng lived with the Liang family.During the Marco Polo Bridge Incident in July 7th, Lin Heng, who had already been admitted to Tsinghua University, was influenced by the anti-Japanese patriotic trend and decided to drop out of school. Instead, he applied for the Air Force Academy and became the tenth cadet of the Chinese Air Force Aviation Academy.

When the Liang family moved to Lizhuang, the pilot Lin Heng, who had just graduated from aviation school, was unfortunately killed in combat with a Japanese plane over Chengdu. When Liang Sicheng heard the bad news, he didn't dare to tell his sick wife immediately. He borrowed the opportunity of a business trip in Chongqing and quietly abducted to Chengdu, where he hurriedly collected Lin Heng's body and buried it in an unnamed cemetery.In order to hide this unfortunate news from Lin Huiyin's mother (according to the South: after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, she has been in exile with the Liang family), Liang Sicheng returned and brought Lin Heng's relics—a set of military uniforms and a pair of uniforms issued by the army when he graduated. "Zhongzheng Sword" was carefully wrapped in a black bag and quietly hid at the bottom of the suitcase.Later, the old man learned the truth from others, and was distraught and fainted on the spot.Compared with his own mother, Lin Huiyin was able to face the bleak life and endure the emotional blow after receiving the news.It is said that Liang Sicheng also specially found a piece of plane wreckage at the place where Lin Heng died, and brought it back to Lizhuang.Later, Lin Huiyin hung this piece of wreckage on the head of his bed to show his memory.

Lin Huiyin suppressed the grief in his heart with amazing perseverance, but for a long time, the Liang family still hadn't completely shaken off the shadow of Lin Heng's death in battle.The arrival of Lao Jin made Lin Huiyin think of Lin Heng again, and of the young "Third Master" (ranked third in the family) who had a very good friendship with Lao Jin.Thinking back to the time when Beijing Zongbu Hu was at the same time, Lin Heng was still a naughty boy jumping around. His ambition and talent were highly appreciated by Lao Jin. The two often made some rather humorous jokes, and Lao Jin sometimes called him "Three Father".Now the "Third Master" is driving west on a crane, and he will never see each other again.Lying on the hospital bed, Lin Huiyin narrated his younger brother's past and death in battle, feeling sad, and broke down in tears several times.Sitting aside and listening quietly, the very rational Lao Jin couldn't help crying for the loss of this young friend.

Disaster and pain go hand in hand, but life must go on. Liang and Lin "faced the bleak life and faced the dripping blood" and risked their lives to continue the academic career they pursued.Since leaving Beiping and going south, the Liang family has lost almost all the "software" after fleeing for thousands of miles. Before the war, Liang Sicheng and his colleagues in the Architecture Society investigated the original materials of ancient buildings-thousands of photos, measured sketches, and records. Waiting, but they were tightly brought by their side and kept intact-this is regarded as the most precious wealth in their lives.Before leaving Peiping, those uncarable photo plates and some precious documents were handled by Liang Sicheng with the consent of the old president Zhu Qiqian and deposited in the underground vault of the British bank in the British Concession in Tianjin. It is the safest method.Unexpectedly, in the summer of 1939, heavy rains hit Tianjin, and the entire urban area was flooded with water. The basement of the bank turned into a reservoir in an instant, and almost all the materials stored in the architectural society were destroyed.It took two years for the news to reach Li Zhuang.At this time, Lao Jin was at Liang's house. When Lin Huiyin heard the unfortunate news, Lin Huiyin was heartbroken, and Liang Sicheng and Lao Jin also shed sad tears.

What is lost will never come back, and the materials left after the catastrophe are cherished by the colleagues of the Construction Society.In a few drafty farmhouses in the moon field of Shangba, Lizhuang, Liang Sicheng, Liu Dunzhen, Mo Zongjiang, Liu Zhiping, Chen Mingda and other colleagues who shared the hardships spread out the materials they carried with them on a few simple wooden tables , began to systematically summarize and sort out the survey results of the Academy of Architecture and Architecture before the war.In order to realize their long-cherished wish for many years, Liang and Lin decided to write and draw a "History of Chinese Architecture in Pictures" in English, in order to scientifically introduce the mysteries and achievements of ancient Chinese architecture to the western world. Completion of a masterpiece that has been accumulated in my heart for many years.In the bitter wind and rain, the couple discussed and typed out drafts with an old, crackling typewriter. Together with their close assistant Mo Zongjiang, they painstakingly drew a large number of exquisite illustrations with bilingual notes in English and Chinese.At this time, Liang Sicheng's cervical spondylosis relapsed (according to the south: the aftereffects of being hit by a motorcycle on Chang'an Street before studying abroad), and he was often tortured so much that he could not lift his head. He had to put a small vase on the drawing board to support his chin. in order to continue working.As long as Lin Huiyin felt a little comfortable, he would read the "Twenty-Four Histories" and various materials and classics on the bed half-lying and half-sitting, and made various supplements, revisions, and polishes for the manuscript.On one after another of the rough and yellowed earthen paper beside the bed, there were stained handwritings congealed by Lin Huiyin's painstaking efforts while he was ill.

In order to add some nutrition to Lin Huiyin's frail body, Lao Jin used part of his meager salary to buy more than a dozen chickens in the market town to raise them, hoping that the chickens would lay eggs soon.Lao Jin is a well-known chicken breeder in the circle. As early as when he lived in Beizongbu Hutong in Beiping, he raised several big gamecocks and had the experience of eating at the same table. ——Of course, there are also jokes about asking Dr. Yang Buwei to "midwife".According to Liang Congjie, when we lived in Kunming, “Papa Jin always sat in the house and wrote. When he wasn’t writing, he would feed corn to a large group of chickens he raised in the yard. He once said that it was chickens. When he was sick, he stuffed whole cloves of garlic into the mouths of the chickens. When they swallowed, they always stretched their necks and their eyes widened. I felt very pitiful." Egg experience, the dozens of chickens bought in Lizhuang Market Town grew very fast, not only did not get sick, but also started to lay eggs later, which made everyone happy.

As for Lao Jin himself, he always treated the difficulty of life and the inflation at that time from a philosopher's point of view. He said to Liang, Lin and his wife and colleagues in the Architecture Institute: In these difficult years, the most important thing is to , think about the things you own, how valuable they are, and then you will feel rich.At the same time, it is best for people not to think about things that must be bought as much as possible. "Lao Jin's "Jinkou Yuyan" gave the cave warriors who were in hardships a little spiritual comfort. When Liang Sicheng was intensively preparing for the writing of "History of Chinese Architecture", Lao Jin also borrowed a white wooden desk from the Construction Society to start writing his troubled "On Knowledge".According to Lao Jin in his later years, he wrote three books in his life.The most satisfactory is "On Tao", the worst is the university "Logic", and the longest and most disaster is "Knowledge".The reason why this book takes the longest time is that there is a rather bizarre episode in it. In 1939, not long after Old King Kong arrived in Kunming, the six to seven hundred thousand words of "On Knowledge" was basically completed.One day, an enemy plane bombed suddenly, and the whole Kunming was alarmed. Lao Jin was rushing to write his life-like "On Knowledge", and he was so inspired that he was so intoxicated by it that he couldn't stop it.While hesitating, suddenly there were loud noises, the house shook, tables and chairs jumped, debris flew, and dust flew.The obsessed Lao Jin shook his head, shook the manuscript and continued to immerse himself in selfless writing.After the alarm was lifted, the teachers and students came back and called him out, only to see that the front and back houses were destroyed by bombs. Lao Jin shouted "Fortunately!" in horror, and never dared to just ignore the bombs since then.Whenever Japanese planes bombed Kunming, he would carry a bookcase and run to the suburbs, evading while immersing himself in revising the manuscript.

Every time Lao Jin ran to the police, in addition to the "On Knowledge", which he regarded as his life, in his suitcase, there was also a letter written to him by Lin Huiyin, who regarded him as his soul.In response to this situation, Wang Zengqi, a student of the Southwest Union, said in the article "Running for the Alarm" that the teachers and students of the Southwest Union had nothing to take with them when they ran for the alarm, because they had nothing to take with them, so they usually brought two books or one volume. Draft of the thesis.But "Mr. Jin, who studies Indian philosophy, always carried a very small suitcase every time he went to the police. There was nothing else in the suitcase, but a letter written to him by a girlfriend—a love letter. He put these Love letters are like life, and sometimes I will take out one or two for others to read. There is nothing to read, because there are no nasty words, just a smart woman's feelings about life, the writing is very witty, full of British wit , are some very beautiful Essays, and the handwriting is also very delicate. These letters can really be used for publication. Mr. Jin has saved them for many years, and they probably have disappeared now. Unfortunately, I have seen the picture of this woman, People look like those letters she wrote."Wang later made it clear to others that the Mr. Jin mentioned in the article is Jin Yuelin, and the "girlfriend" is Lin Huiyin. He respects and admires Jin and Lin's love and love style very much. At that time, when people in Kunming went to the police, most of them would bring some valuables with them.The most convenient is gold, and the most common is a gold ring.After Lao Jin ran to the police several times with Lin Huiyin's love letter, he suddenly had a burst of inspiration, and his extraordinary mind immediately realized such a common-sense problem: since someone runs away with gold, someone must lose the gold; Someone finds gold; I am human, so I can find gold. ——After having this logical reasoning, I quietly told a few students the way to get rich and let them try it out.When running the alarm, especially after the alarm was lifted, a few students patrolled the road carefully every time they returned.Sure enough, a classmate picked up the gold ring twice, and Lao Jin was very proud of hearing the news.Jin Yuelin, who teaches this course, has never expected that logical reasoning has such a wonderful effect. The so-called blessings are bound to have misfortunes, that is, blessings come, and misfortunes depend on them.Not only did Jin Yuelin not expect that his students would get a small fortune by picking up gold, but he also did not expect that his manuscript, which was more precious than gold, would be gone forever by Huang He. However, it was said that an enemy plane suddenly arrived and the alarm sounded. As usual, Lao Jin took the small box containing Lin Huiyin's love letter and the manuscript of "On Knowledge" and fled to the suburbs.When he rushed to the safe area of ​​Snake Mountain in the north of the city, Japanese planes bombed the city. He sat on a rock in the mountain, opened the box, took out the manuscript and devoted himself to revising it.Unexpectedly, the bombing by Japanese planes lasted much longer than usual. Lao Jin was hungry, sleepy, and extremely exhausted. He lay down on his manuscript as a pillow and fell asleep.When Lao Jin woke up, it was almost dark.Lao Jin sat up, rubbed his eyes, picked up the box and left, the manuscript was forgotten on the mountain in a trance.When I got back to the dormitory and suddenly remembered, I hurriedly picked up the lantern and rushed back to look for it. I used my memory to find the general location where I hid from the alarm during the day, but I couldn't find the stone no matter what.I searched again the next day, and found the direction, but there were only a few stones and floating weeds flashing in the forest, but there was no trace of the manuscript.Was this manuscript swept away by the wind, or was it picked up by someone for preservation, or was it thrown away as garbage, or did Lao Jin misremember the location?Wait, everything is unknown.Back in the dormitory, after a while of beating his chest and feet, Lao Jin gradually regained his composure from the great frustration and misery, and made up his mind to "reopen the kiln and burn bricks" and start all over again.Therefore, part of this philosophical masterpiece, which later had a great influence in the academic world, was written in Kunming, and brought to Li Zhuang to continue writing during the vacation.Lao Jin's "foolishness" and "stubbornness" have been widely recited for a while because of the occurrence of this bizarre incident. However, when this manuscript was finally completed, it was already seven years later, at the end of 1948 (Note: According to Lao Jin's recollection, it may be December 12 or 14).After the book was completed, Lao Jin sent it to the famous philosopher Feng Youlan for review.It’s just that such a highly professional manuscript cannot be understood by ordinary people. Even philosophers who don’t study this branch of philosophy find it difficult to read, and sometimes they don’t even know what to say. Feng Youlan also feels the same. .According to Feng’s reminiscence article published in the 1980s, “He (Lao Jin) gave me the final draft, and I read it for more than two months before finishing it. I felt very strenuous, but I couldn’t understand it. I was able to put forward some opinions on the text. The American philosophical circles believe that there is a highly technical professional philosophy, and a person who speaks philosophy must be able to speak this kind of philosophy before he can be regarded as a true philosophy expert. A philosophy department of a university must have Only such experts can be regarded as a decent philosophy department. Whether this view is right or not, we don’t care for the time being. In any case, Mr. Jin’s "Knowledge" can be regarded as a highly technical philosophical professional work. Unfortunately, people who can understand it are very rare. Not many people know of this work. I think the Institute of Philosophy can organize a team to translate this book into English and publish it abroad to let foreign countries know that China also has highly skilled professional philosophers. " As Feng Youlan said, it does not rule out that there are elements of self-effacing and puppetry, but I am afraid that most of them are true, but Feng's status and reputation at the time were not enough to make people, especially those in power, listen to this book. It is impossible for anyone to heed the suggestions for publication and translation.The fact presented to the world is that Lao Jin took over the manuscript of "On Knowledge" from Feng Youlan and sent it to the Commercial Press after making some minor revisions. Panicked, everyone cared about their lives, no one cared about this manuscript like a heavenly book anymore.It was not until the end of 1983, thirty years later, due to the needs of the political climate, that the Commercial Press, which was the fruit of more than ten years of painstaking efforts twice before and after, with all its old gold, was printed out.At this time, Lao Jin was seriously ill, and lived with Liang Congjie, the son of Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin, and Liang Congjie's family was responsible for taking care of the daily life of this "Papa Jin".It was the spring of 1984 when Lao Jin's condition improved and he began to read this great work and recall the rough years of writing.In October of this year, the 90-year-old Lao Jin passed away, and this masterpiece became the climax of the philosopher Jin Yuelin's academic career.