"Oh, Changshan is good, long admiration." Liu Yan said lightly, politely, but his tone was clearly not taking this hero seriously.

Changshan was a little embarrassed, but he had already robbed the money, and it was not good to fight again, just wanted to say that there would be a period later, and he went out to flash people, but suddenly found the jade pendant hanging around Xiao Chen Zikun's neck, which was a good Hetian sheep fat jade, which was worth the old nose money.

A big furry hand reached out to Xiao Chen Zikun's neck, trying to pull the jade pendant down, but before the jade pendant arrived, Changshan Hao felt that he had something under his crotch, and when he looked down, this child actually held a Mauser palm thunder and aimed at his heirloom.

Chang Shanhao's face turned red, he had played with eagles all his life, but he was pecked by Xiao Jiaqiao, and before the adults could make a move, an eleven or twelve-year-old child restrained himself.

Looking at the adult again, he looked light and breezy, and he clearly regarded Changshan Hao, who was famous in Kanto, as a little thief who stole chickens and dogs.

Changshan's good complexion changed from red to miserable white, he found that this situation was a little unbreakable, the other party was obviously a hard stubble who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, a detective of the Kwantung Army detective team, or a friend who ate black and black on the rivers and lakes, he couldn't guess for a while, in short, it was planted today.

"Well, today you will admit it." Changshan let go of his right hand, the box cannon hung on his index finger, and his left hand was slowly withdrawn and raised high, which was a sign of weakness, of course, he kept his back hand, how could Jiang Yang thief bring a gun on his body, he also had another box cannon pinned to his waist, two horse cards inserted in his back waist, and a flower mouth knife inserted in his foot and neck, not to mention all kinds of flying knives and arrows and daggers all over his body, as long as the other party was a little relaxed, he could release a killing move.

But people didn't want to take him as a reward at all, and the father said softly: "Okay, leave some dignity for the hero." ”

The boy took the gun, glanced at him proudly, and turned his head to look out the window.

Changshan was a little embarrassed, and put the gun back into his waist in a sneer, and took out the banknote in his arms: "I don't know Taishan with my eyes, and this money will be returned." ”

Liu Yan said straightly: "It's almost the New Year, the big boss always has to give an explanation to the brothers below, and use the money to buy some New Year's goods, which is regarded as a part of our father's heart." ”

Changshan's face was flushed, but he was a well-known man, not pretentious, and put the banknote back in his arms, hugging his fists: "The green mountains do not change the green water......"

There was a hurried Japanese shout outside, Changshan moved very fast, opened the box door, did not dare to show his head, only took out a small mirror, looked at both ends of the corridor through reflection, the police of the South Manchurian Railway outflanked from both sides, holding pistols in their hands, this is to catch alive, he retreated to the box, said bothering, pushed open the window glass, leaned out half of his body, did not jump under the car, but went directly to the roof.

The police officers swarmed into the box, and there was still the shadow of the thief, and they heard the sound of people running overhead, and hurriedly notified the other soldiers escorting the car, and then bowed and apologized in a mess: "Simi Marseille! "They regard Liu Yanzhi and his son as honorable Japanese Chinese.

Waiting for the policemen to exit the box, Liu Yan went out and found that the train was turning crookedly, Changshan was dressed in a leather robe, running on the roof of the car, and a group of Japanese policemen followed clumsily, shouting and cowering.

Changshan whistled, out of nowhere came out of nowhere a black horse with no miscellaneous hair, parallel to the train, four hooves galloping, mane fluttering in the wind, that Changshan good flew and jumped down, impartial, just fell on horseback, the guests on the whole train applauded when they saw it, Liu Yanzhi couldn't help but praise a good riding skill.

The goods were complacent, galloped on horseback, and shouted at Liu Yanzhi's father and son in the car window: "The green mountains do not change the green water and the long stream, we will have a ...... in the future" The voice became farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared.

"Uncle, what is he doing, so powerful." Xiao Chen Zikun's eyes were a little fascinated.

"Horse thief, horse thief's job." Liu Yan said straight, looking at the northeast mountains and forests where Changshan had disappeared, thoughtfully.

The terminus of the South Manchurian Railway was Dalian, the southernmost tip of the Liaodong Peninsula, Dalian was a Japanese colony at that time, a brand-new city, clean and tidy not like the Qing Dynasty.

This trip made Chen Zikun gain a lot of knowledge, and Chen Yongren's physical condition was getting worse and worse, Liu Yanzhi decided to end the trip and take the children back to Shanghai to study, but before the return trip, he had to go to Beijing again to witness the end of a dynasty.

The father and son took a sea boat from Dalian to Tianjin, landed in Tianjin and transferred to a train, passing through Yangcun, Langfang, Huangcun, Fengtai and Yongdingmen, and arrived at Qianmen East Railway Station.

On February 12, 1912, the twenty-fifth day of the old calendar, the Qing Emperor announced his abdication, the Qing Dynasty enjoyed the country for 268 years, after eleven emperors, and finally ended the reign in internal and external troubles, the Yellow Dragon Banner was lowered, the imperial capital was immersed in an inexplicable atmosphere of unease and anxiety, the Qing Dynasty died, but China did not have a unified regime, Yuan Shikai held the Beiyang heavy army entrenched in the north, Sun Wen and the revolutionary party founded the country in Nanjing, the next step is war or peace, God knows.

Liu Yanzhi didn't care about that, he and his son spent Chinese New Year's Eve in Beijing, and set off for Shanghai again, the first class of the sea ship from Tianjin to Shanghai was expensive, but very comfortable, getting on and off the ship took the VIP channel, and the luggage was also carried, in order for Chen Yongren to survive for a while longer, Liu Yanzhi had to spend this money.

……

After returning to Shanghai, Liu Yanzhi first went to worship the two deceased, Huo Yuanjia was poisoned by the Japanese two years ago and died, and Tao Chengzhang was also assassinated last month.

Liu Yanzhi found Zhou Jiarui and asked him to arrange admission, Chen Zikun is too young, the twelve-year-old child is almost in middle school, and it is an exaggeration to go to St. John's University, but Zhou Jiarui is very capable, he is one of St. John's school directors, and it is not a problem to send individual outstanding students to school.

In the spring season, in a classroom at St. John's University in Shanghai, two teachers invited by Zhou Jiarui are approving Chen Zikun's examination papers, this child is not very old, but the level of Chinese and English has reached the middle school level, and he has traveled extensively, has a tough personality, and his physique is far beyond that of children of the same age, looking like a fifteen-year-old boy.

Outside the classroom, Zhou Jiarui, who was wearing a tuxedo and a top hat, put his hands behind his back and said to Liu Yan with a smile: "Don't worry, I will go to the preparatory department first, and I will officially enroll next year, I have all arranged it." ”

There was a group of people playing football on the green grass in the distance, and Liu Yan looked at his son's itchy appearance, so he said to him: "Go play for a while, I'll have a conversation with Mr. Zhou." ”

"Well, I went." Little Chen Zikun ran away.

Liu Yan looked at his back and was distracted, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and said to Zhou Jiarui: "My days are numbered, and there are still some things to do alone, so the child will leave it to you." ”

Zhou Jiarui looked at his thin face and nodded solemnly: "Yanzhi, I am here, you can rest assured." ”

Liu Yanzhi was stunned: "Do you know it's me?" ”

"I can feel it." Zhou Jiarui also looked at the children playing in the distance, "I also used to be a traverser. ”

……

When little Chen Zikun ran back sweating profusely, Uncle Chen Yongren was no longer there, and he asked Zhou Jiarui: "Mr. Zhou, where is my uncle?" ”

"He's gone on an errand and will be back in a few days." Zhou Jiarui touched the child's head and said, "This head, it will catch up with me in two years, and you Uncle Zhou is covering me in Shanghai, and you can call me if you have something." ”

Xiao Chen Zikun nodded ignorantly, he thought that his uncle would be back soon, but he didn't expect this farewell to be a permanent secret.

In the adjacent classroom, a melodious chorus was heard, and it was the choir of the church school singing a sad English song.

Shouldauldacquaintancebeforgot,

andneverbroughttomind?

Shouldauldacquaintancebeforgot,

forthesakeofauldlangsyne.

……

we'lltakeacupofkindnessyet

forthesakeofauldlangsyne.

forthesakeofauldlangsyne.

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