Chapter 18 Chapter 3 Yuan Shikai, Tell Your Story

I send you away, thousands of miles away, you are silent black and white. Because of Zaifeng, Yuan Shikai's colorful life came to an abrupt end, and he had to face the days of silence and black and white in the future. On January 12, 1909, the twenty-first day of the twelfth lunar month, every household was busy preparing for the New Year.Yuan Shikai quietly came to Beijing Qianmen Railway Station, and the farewell scene was deserted.He had already expected that the world would be like this.Yan Xiu, the assistant minister of the Department of Life and Death, and Yang Du from the Constitutional and Political Compilation Office, and several close friends came.

Looking at Beijing Qianmen Railway Station, Weng Tonghe left here ten years ago; Zhao Qilin and Qu Hongxuan returned to their hometown from here two years ago, and now it is my turn, another reincarnation.Everyone says that the officialdom is dangerous, but how many people can really see through it?So what if you can see through it?It is still the useless mediocrity who is arrogant and bossy, waving his hands, causing batch after batch of old and new people to fall down and stand up.There are no permanent winners here, only occasional laggards. A siren sounded, interrupting Yuan Shikai's train of thought. He wanted to go home, he needed to recuperate and rest.

Beijing, wait for my return, see you there! This is not what Yuan Shikai said. He is a man of action and not good at talk shows.This is what people at home and abroad who have a deep understanding of the world say. They believe that Yuan Shikai will definitely come back, and only he is the real future and hope of China! Yuan Shikai went home. He didn't go back to Xiangcheng's hometown. Although it was a hot place where he was born and raised, it was also a sad place. When his mother Niu died in 1900, Yuan Shikai, who was the governor of Zhili, returned to his hometown to organize the funeral, but his second half brother refused to be buried with his father according to local customs.From then on, the brothers turned against each other, and Yuan Shikai never set foot on the land of Xiangcheng again in his life.

This Tuoer brought his whole family back and was worrying about where to live.An in-law of Yuan Shikai happened to open a factory in Huanshang Village, Zhangde (Anyang), not far from Xiangcheng, and built a manor as a gift to Yuan Shikai.There is no need to apply for a land certificate or real estate certificate, and the property rights are not limited in time. From then on, Yuan Shikai officially bid farewell to the days of house slaves. Zhangde is located at the junction of Taihang Mountain and plain, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, pleasant scenery, and convenient transportation. The Wei River and Zhang River lead to the South Canal of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and the Jing-Han Road passes through the territory.

Yuan Shikai gave the garden a very vulgar name "Yangshou Garden", and the main building in the courtyard was also named "Qianyitang", where Yuan Shikai started his ordinary life. Since he insisted on following the vulgar way, he could not be elegant. After thinking about it, Yuan Shikai found a good way for himself. The emperor said that I have a problem with my legs and I can't move easily, so I can only go fishing, sitting and fishing.But don't sit for too long, be careful of necrosis of nerve endings, and it is really possible to cause hemiplegia.Fortunately, the family does not rely on it for a living, and the fishery administration does not care whether your fishing skills have really improved, as long as you stay there every day and put on a show.

But Yuan Shikai is a person who pays attention to details, and he must do everything to be outstanding.Not only do you have to be a fisherman, fisherman, woodcutter, farmer, and student, but you also have to take pictures as souvenirs. Fishing: Yuan Shikai is sitting on a small boat, wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, with a relaxed expression.Standing next to him was his third brother, holding a fish basket. (posture and so on) Sign your name on the photos, and post hero posts everywhere, especially in newspapers, magazines, and pictorials. Welcome to Huan Shang, Yuan Shikai, the owner of the farmhouse, has an appointment with you.

But this agreement is a bit special, everyone can only play common tricks: watching fish, fishing, eating fish, people who take the elegant route are not allowed to enter. It seems that once a person has a relationship with "vulgarity", he will be more popular.The people in his hometown never forgot this outdated wanderer, and gave Yuan Shikai the grandest welcome ceremony. After all, he was the most outstanding kid who came out of this hot land. Yuan Shikai was a little moved, the Chinese people are really nice, they didn't come when I was tall and elegant (of course, even if I came, I couldn't see Yuan Shikai), but now they come, it seems that people are better to be more vulgar.

Local officials also gave Yuan Shikai meticulous care, set up a special leading group, basic necessities of life, housing, transportation, logistics support, the top leaders worked on site, and made decisions on the spot. Officials are certainly not vulgar, nor are they here for vulgarity. The most important thing in the officialdom is to take the cold tea. Why is a person who has left the field still so favored?In official circles, this is called burning cold stoves.Because everyone believed that Yuan Shikai would come out again, why?Based on my feeling, people in the officialdom are smarter than ghosts, and they all have an unusually sensitive sixth sense.Give him some help now, some warm words.Humans, after all, are emotional animals. In times of adversity, a slight smile is very attractive. This emotional investment is worthwhile.

But Yuan Shikai smiled very sadly. Can you not feel sad?This fifty-year-old man has white beard and hair, and he has worked hard all the way and experienced all the vicissitudes.He often floats along the Huan water in a small boat on nights when the moon is sparse. The clear water comes slowly, but the water waves are not happy; I am looking up, above the moon. Above the moon, the stars are dotted; under the moon, some people feel aggrieved. Having been an official for decades, he is not corrupt, whoring, or putting on a show, only doing practical things.I don't understand why Zaifeng, who is usually polite to everyone, is so cruel to me?What did I do wrong, isn't it just talent?It's not my fault for being talented; it's your fault for not using me; if you force me to go fishing, then you're making more mistakes.

However, Yuan Shikai always wrote a sentence in his letters to his friends, "Too much merit is not enough. I admire the court's sympathy, and I will return it to recuperate my illness. I am inexplicably grateful for the great grace of the saints."Obviously it was the leader who made the mistake, but I am still grateful to him because he pointed out the mistake for me. The word "returning back" is used very well. To put it bluntly, it is a dog kept in captivity by the imperial court. Even if it is as fierce as a Tibetan mastiff, a dog is a dog after all. Whether to be a free fisherman or a dog in captivity is really a profound philosophical question of life.But Yuan Shikai never thought about it, he always regarded advanced as boring, because it was a waste of time, he only thought about the present, he only did practical things.But China's officialdom has always been more false than real, and there are always more people who sing high-profile voices than those who work hard.So Yuan Shikai was always pushed to the cusp of the storm, receiving waves of spittle and saliva like waves.

How wide the sea is, how deep the rivers and lakes are, who can really understand me?This fisherman is a little lonely, a little lonely, a little sad. Yuan Shikai intended to build a small building in the garden, and no one except himself was allowed to enter. The statue of Cixi and gifts for him were specially placed in it.When he was depressed, angry, or unable to figure it out, he would come here to sit and talk, of course talking to himself, asking and answering questions. Only old ladies understand themselves.Thinking of the old lady, Yuan Shikai felt a little sad.When I was alive, I said she hated her, but now the sky is about to collapse, and I really can't do without her.Sure enough, as soon as the old lady left, the toss came, and it came to him. Looking at the cold moon, Yuan Shikai blurted out: "Advise you not to lose the spring, and sleep with the moon on the roof when you are drunk." Not to mention, people who don't usually write poems, when inspiration comes, they write really well. Yuan Shikai is also very satisfied with the good sentence. Now that the inspiration has come, let me add two more sentences: "Last night, I listened to the spring rain, covered the capes and stepped on the green moss. People come and the flowers are gone. May I ask who they bloomed for?" Yes, it can fully stimulate and explore one's own literary talent. Yuan Shikai smiled wryly, feeling sad.Many people love me, and many people hate me, and even fear me, but no one really understands me.I have witnessed miracles happen again and again, and created miracles again and again, but now I am under the miracle. Amidst the sad confession, this fifty-year-old man thought very far...