There is a Taoist temple on Beigu Mountain, there are few incense, there are few Taoist priests in the view, there is originally an old Taoist and a few young Taoist priests, and then the old Taoist feathers turned into immortals, the little Taoist priests left behind can not maintain their livelihood, they scattered down the mountain to survive, this Taoist temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and naturally has become a paradise for all kinds of creatures in the mountains, the temperament is very wild, and they are not afraid of people at all.

Wanxian has always liked these ancient temples in mountain villages, perhaps for her, this dilapidated ancient building is full of alluring mystery, it is the base camp of Xiao Qianying Ning who is not known to outsiders, the wonderful dream of the young girl is nothing more than this, she has not felt fear in her heart, and naturally does not believe that these carved beams and paintings covered with spider silk will hide murderous ghosts.

But Zhongqiu, who was serving her, didn't think so, this ruined temple was not intended to be the gate of the ghost city of Fengdu in her eyes, and it had the terrifying magic power to connect life and death, which was simply contrary to Wanxian. Xie Daozhong mentioned that he wanted to take the distinguished guests to walk around the garden, Wanxian immediately strongly recommended this Qingxiao Temple, she had never been here, she had only heard a vague look in Xie Funing's mouth, and she was naturally very curious. But Zhongqiu said that she didn't want to come over, and Lixia reprimanded her to no avail, so she had to let her arrange a lunch banquet in the other garden, and she came over to serve the three young ladies, but she was empty in her heart, and when she was close to the door, she lowered her voice and persuaded Wanlan: "There are so many good places in the mountains, why do you have to come to this broken temple." ”

Wanlan smiled and comforted her: "There are gods in your head, you have a clear conscience, naturally there will be no little ghosts to disturb Qingning." ”

Lixia wanted to say something more, but Wanlan made a gesture to stop her, and raised her chin forward, Xie Daozhong and the distinguished guests he invited for today's banquet walked in front, and the conversation was strong, so it was naturally not good to persuade them to change their path with some inexplicable reasons at this time.

The distinguished guest was listening to Xie Daozhong talking to him about this Qingxiao Temple, and asked: "I'm afraid that the little Taoist priest at the beginning is now about to become ancient." ”

Xie Daozhong nodded: "The last time I saw them, they were only eleven or twelve years old. As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured: "There is a lot of mountain moss here, be careful with it, please." ”

"Don't dare to be, Gong Xie first. ”

He did not use the term "adult", indicating that the meeting was only a private friend and had nothing to do with the official business of both parties.

This is a means for bureaucrats to win over literati and scholars since ancient times, and it can be regarded as an unwritten rule of corporal Lixian to put down their body and make friends with their peers.

The gentleman whose surname is Xu, his name is Suinian, and he is the editor-in-chief of Zhenjiang Daily. Since the imperial court allowed the people to run newspapers, newspapers all over the country have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and they were all foreigners as organizers before, but then this trend gradually flourished, and a group of students who stayed abroad returned to China, and the establishment of newspapers has become a trend, and Xu Shinian is naturally one of this trend.

Even the Empress Dowager Lafayette had to be restrained by the newspaper, and he naturally couldn't provoke the editor-in-chief of the newspaper in thanks, and the events and comments reported by the newspaper sponsored by Mr. Xu were all fair, and there was no situation where the government was blackmailed, so the relationship between the official office and the newspaper office has always been friendly and polite. In the face of Xie Daozhong's sudden invitation today, Xu Shinian did not show any flattery, and naturally did not have the usual arrogance of a rotten Confucian whose heart is higher than heaven and thinner than paper, he wore a well-fitting suit, with a top hat, his hair was cut into braids, and his hair was divided into a neat line on the left side, combed left and right, looking decent and elegant, compared with Westerners in the same costume, there was more of a unique humble connotation of Chinese literati.

Wanlan had a good impression of him, so when they talked, she also interjected from time to time, she had been in the capital for a year, and she had a good relationship with some ambassadors' wives and new daughters who had stayed abroad, and talked about Western topics without being a layman, Xu Shinian felt very surprised, and deliberately stopped and politely asked her who she was learning from.

"When I was in the capital, I used to study English with Sir George Spencer, and I read some books on his recommendation, but they were all just casual looks," Wanlan said humbly: "It is really ridiculous and generous to dare to get an axe in front of Mr. ”

Xu Shinian hurriedly said: "Miss is a woman, but she has such a talent, Xu is ashamed of herself. ”

Wanlan smiled at him, a smile that was completely hospitable, elegant and kind. are all pampered daughters, but the young lady in the big family is very different from the small jasper of the ordinary family, as long as you look at the posture and posture, you can tell it, because Yajing and quiet are different in the end.

Xu Shinian seemed to blush a little, his gaze turned to the side uncomfortably, and he touched his hand on the middle of the person for a while, before turning around again, staring at Wanlan Yingying's smiling face: "I want to ask Miss Lan, when I was in the capital, I heard of a Tang Shaoyi Tang." ”

Wanlan thought about it carefully for a while, and her tone was hesitant: "You mean that Tang Shilang of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Mr. Xu knows him?"

Xu Shinian nodded, and his smile looked a little excited: "Lord Tang is my friend when I was in the United States, and I often debate with him, but every time I return with a feather, I have less contact since I returned to China, but I haven't moved back this defeat, and I always feel unwilling." ”

Wanlan found it interesting and couldn't help but ask, "Oh, what are you all arguing about?"

"There is no other, it's just some academic problems, I major in journalism, so the topic of the debate often revolves around the word news, and the one I remember very deeply is that we are talking about the issue of journalism and revolution," Xu Shinian sighed softly: "Back then, Jiu Shao was also there, and I joined forces with Jiu Shao, and I said that there was only one Shaochuan, but it was really ......."

As he spoke, he laughed again, but Wanlan was shocked that the word "revolution" was uttered by him loudly, in front of his parents and officials, without concealing it at all.

She settled down and asked him calmly, "Who is Jiu Shao?"

"Oh, it's the son of the Xu family in Shandong, and his name is Xu Jiu - Wang Zibian, for a long time," Xu Shinian said: "He went to sea on the same ship as me, I repaired the news, he revised the law, determined to become an expert on China's constitutionalism, and he was also a talented figure, but he lost contact with him after returning to China." ”

Xie Daozhong interjected coldly: "Mr. Xu's mentors and friends are quite good, if I remember correctly, Lord Tang was appointed as the Tianjin Customs Dao in the twenty-seventh year of Guangxu." ”

Xu Shinian nodded: "Yes, Shaochuan was sent abroad by the third batch of officials, and Jiu Shao seems to have also found an errand in the official office." ”

Xie Daozhong said: "Lord Tang is already forty-four this year, right? I think Mr. Xu is very young, well, the third batch of officials sent abroad...... That should have come back in the seventh year of Guangxu, and Mr. said that you and Master Tang were classmates in the United States, so ......"

Xu Shinian clenched his fists and coughed lightly, explaining: "My lord, I am from Fujian, my father worked in a rubber plantation in Malay, I was born in Malay, I only returned to China when I was six years old, and I went out again at the age of twelve

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