Shanghai, Peach Blossom House, in the showers and cold winds.

"Mr. Gao was beaten?" Zhang Meixi turned around and reached for the telegram in Apricot Zi's hand. The bright yellow woolen cloak was blown away by the wind and fluttered.

"I got the ancient book and the Qing Bag Sutra, which is suspected to be Hua Tuo's legacy, and the Tsinghua professor wants to take it, hurting my feet and eyes, narrowly winning, returning with the treasure, and I am ecstatic."

was still happy to be beaten, Zhang Meixi remembered Mr. Gao's innocent appearance of an old child, and laughed along.

"Go back, it's such a storm outside!" Apricot reached out to arrange the eldest lady's cloak, touched her hand, and exclaimed:

"Why is it like this?"

Apricot sent the eldest lady back to the bedroom, ordered her to hold the stove in a very fierce tone, cover the quilt again, and then hurried downstairs to make ginger soup.

In the early winter rain, two little messengers worked together to carry a large cardboard box to the main hall of the Peach Blossom Residence, and Director Qian helped them hold a huge black oil umbrella:

"Hands and feet are neat, and there is a box in the car!"

After the publication of the 1924 edition of the Periodic Table of Chemical Elements in Europe, it made headlines again, and the number of Zhang Meixi's letters skyrocketed. In this kind of excitement, on the one hand, she had to spare most of her energy to reply to European and American researchers. On the one hand, I lamented why there are so few science talents in China! There is always a feeling of loneliness and no support.

Apricot took the ginger soup upstairs, and saw that the eldest lady was already sitting at the desk writing, still wearing a plain dress, slippers, and even a cloak, so she pulled her to drink the hot soup very strongly.

Zhang Meixi held the ginger soup, still a little confused:

"Apricot, why are you getting angry?"

Apricot can't cry or laugh:

"Miss, do you know what you are like now? The food and clothing are becoming more and more unruly, and I often stay up all night, my hands are almost frozen to stone, and I am still in a daze in the wind and rain. I'm not going to school tomorrow until you're normal. ”

Zhang Meixi clapped her hands and coaxed her:

"Okay, okay, I'm normal, I'm going to send you to school tomorrow."

Apricot was not very satisfied, and complained:

"Director Xiao Qian is still downstairs waiting for the eldest lady's orders. I don't know how to rest in such a ghost weather. ”

Zhang Meixi didn't care about drinking ginger soup, and smiled and brought her a pile of information letters:

"Send it down, let each of them drink a bowl of ginger soup before leaving."

At the top is a telegram addressed to Mr. Gao:

"Congratulations, take care of your body, and look for a full set of ancient books of Dream of Red Mansions!"

Zhang Meixi's mood is cheerful, there are so many treasures in the Republic of China, and he can find "The Book of Green Capsules", China has been five thousand years, and there are so many things that have been lost, in case he can find "Dream of Red Mansions".

She remembered that there was a writer who sighed and had three hatreds.

One hates the prickly anchovies, the second hates the begonias without fragrance, and the third hates the unfinished dream of red mansions.

The anchovy is delicious but the thorns are annoying, the begonias are beautiful but there is no fragrance, the Dream of Red Mansions is good-looking but the eunuch is written eighty times, and there is a legend that it was accidentally burned, and now it has only been two hundred years.

She really didn't pay much attention to "The Green Capsule Sutra", she is not an old Chinese medicine doctor, not even a doctor, she is just a pharmaceutical engineer.

The next day, Zhang Meixi really kept her word and personally sent apricots to school. I went to watch a movie "Modern Times" with great interest. At noon, I went to Uncle Huang's Mansion to sign in, and then went back to Taohuaju, planning to take two handouts and give a lecture at Ping'an School in the afternoon.

Young Master Tuesday, Young Master Wednesday, and several persons in charge of Ping An School are here, something happened!

They received a telegram from Wu Jiushan, a student who had gone to Peking with Mr. Gao.

Mr. Gao bought an ancient book, was robbed by several Tsinghua professors, was injured, returned to the hall where he temporarily lived, and was taken away by several patrol officers at night, even the bodyguard and student Guo Xiaozhuang, and the antiques and old books were also taken away. The crime is communicating with foreign countries and selling national treasures.

Zhang Meixi's expression on her face changed a few times, and finally she slowly walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down slowly, pinched her thumb in her palm, and used the pain in her palm to resist the pain in her heart, so that she could slowly calm down. She found that she was weak and lonely in the Republic of China, and she was helpless after being bullied and hurt.

Shanghai is 3,000 miles away from Beiping, and there are layers of warlords and grass kings in the middle.

Young Master Tuesday laughs:

"The patrol officers there are all the same, but they just pay to run errands. How much money can a professor have? How much benefit can it give them? I'll leave for Peking immediately, don't worry, it's okay. ”

Zhang Meixi immediately said:

"Send a telegram to Beiping immediately, and ask Mr. Gao to take care of his health."

"We just want people to be okay, and we don't want that to break the scriptures."

It's not that Zhang Meixi looks down on the ancient medical culture. The first is that the scripture was given to her, and she couldn't understand it. The second is that medical books are not elixirs, they are gone after eating them once, and medical books can be copied infinitely, no matter who gets it in the end, it will always be copied and circulated.

Glancing up at the people in the hall, his heart was gloomy, they didn't have any connections in Beiping, and they still had to send a telegram to the student Wu Jiushan.

In the end, I discussed a few famous pharmacists and doctors with connections in Beiping, and asked them to ask someone to inquire about the news in Beijing.

On Tuesday, the young master booked a foreign freighter on the same day, and took a few cronies to Beijing by sea. Zhang Meixi followed to the dock to see him off, and said several times that he would follow him to Beiping, but was persuaded by the young master on Tuesday to go back.

On Wednesday, the young master also hesitated for a long time, looking at his brother for a while, and his sister for a while. finally decided to stay, personally drove a Ford, and sent Zhang Meixi back to Taohuaju. I went out to Xia Fei Road to find a pastry cake shop and buy her favorite cherry strawberry cake.

Zhang Meixi returned to Taohuaju and circled around the hall a few times, but after all, there was still no way, so she had to go upstairs with some English materials, she was just a nerd, and work was the only way to escape from reality and calm people's hearts.

When I arrived at the real yàn room on the third floor, I picked up a piece of information, an English newspaper, and the headline on the front page was Mr. Shandong. Zhang Meixi tore up the materials with a bang, slapped her hand on the table, got up and ran downstairs quickly.

Send telegrams, publish newspapers, and issue rewards.

Reward! Reward! Reward!

Mr. Shandong's mentor and best friend, Ping An Principal Gao Youcai, was killed in Beiping and imprisoned.

There is someone who can provide specific information, and Mr. Shandong owes him a favor!

There is someone who can protect Principal Gao to return to Shanghai safely, and Mr. Shandong promised him two conditions!

Someone satisfactorily resolved the matter and helped President Gao to get angry, Mr. Shandong was willing to promise him three conditions!

First, she sent a unified telegram to more than a dozen newspapers in Beiping, and then sent two letters to London, England, entrusting her lawyer to telegraph the world. The next day, newspapers published the news one after another. On the third day, the world was boiling.

…… Dividing line ......

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