Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

"Zhu Fangsheng, whose real name is Qiu, the word Fangsheng, is a native of Fengyang, Anhui Province, and a descendant of the Zhu family of the former Ming Dynasty. In the past nine years, seeing the decline of the country, the invasion of Yidi outside, and the ethnic strife inside, I am afraid that the Eastern Jin Dynasty will repeat the chaos of China, and I am afraid that the disaster of the Southern Song Dynasty will come again. Thinking again and again, the only way is to cross the new blood first, strengthen the wisdom of the people, and then work hard for the country. Then he made an appointment with Zhang Gong and translated a hundred sets of Western classics to consult my Chinese wisdom for reference. After the crown ceremony, he saw that the Chinese country was unsupportable, and he wept for a long time in the middle of the night, calling himself Chongzhen, and hating the country and the family......"

Zaihong looked at the translator's self-description, and felt that his heart was like a thorn in his heart. This Zhu Fangsheng turned out to be Zhu Qiu of Yuezhou. Hehe, I still have that kind of thought, it's really ridiculous!

Zaifeng stood aside, looking at the woman in front of him, who had never been rich and quiet, even if she was imprisoned that day, she was indifferent. Now he is pale with this broken book and a few words of gossip. I felt extremely proud in my heart, as if the evil breath that had been accumulated in my heart for many years was clean at this moment. Even if he can't be this regent in the future, it's worth it to see Zaihong like this!

Wang Shizhen on the side stared at Zaifeng viciously. He procrastinated, procrastinated, just because he didn't want to tell Zaihong about it. Unexpectedly, he was preempted by Zaifeng, seized the opportunity, and stabbed Zaihong fiercely in his heart. But this knife also made Wang Shizhen's heart extremely painful.

Wang Shizhen saw that after Zaihong finished reading, he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, two lines of tears slowly rolled down. These tears were like a hammer, and they hit Wang Shizhen's chest hard.

"Master," Wang Shizhen's voice was also a little choked, "You must take care of your body......"

Zaihong was stunned for a moment, her mind was in a trance, Wang Shizhen's words were like a bell flying in the ethereal, suddenly waking her up.

"Thank you for the regent's trouble," Zaihong smiled faintly, "It's hard for the regent to think about me as a captive person when he has a lot of opportunities." I'm a little tired today, and if the regent doesn't have anything else to do, please go back. I'm too humble here to entertain a regent. ”

Zaifeng, who was in the midst of pride, was suddenly choked half to death by Zaihong's sentence. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say; Turn around and leave, but the ancestors can't die in their own hands. He couldn't say it, so he had to look at Yixuan, hoping that Yixuan could help him out of this siege.

Yixuan secretly scolded in his heart, if he asks for someone, he will ask for it, and if he makes such a play, isn't he just asking for trouble for himself? But there was no way, Yixuan coughed twice and said: "Zaihong, uncle is a big one, I advise you, the ancestors' country is important!" ”

It was expected that Zaihong would not buy his account at all, so as soon as he turned around, he walked to the house, walked to the door, and suddenly said: "Pingqing, if there is anything going on with Prince Qing, you can just support it." ”

After speaking, she was about to enter the house, and Zaifeng on the side had already said angrily: "Do you want to leave the ancestor's country to that Zhu Chongzhen as your dowry!" ”

This sentence is extremely heart-wrenching, and the wind blows to Zaihong. What Zaifeng spat out was not words, it was thousands of swords and thousands of swords, piercing Zaihong's thin body with thousands of sores and holes, and cutting all over the body. She was like a yellow leaf on a dead branch in the west wind, trembling.

It is also a bad fate, after Zaihong returned from the South Seas, he threw himself on the reorganization of the rivers and mountains. In the blink of an eye, the years are in a hurry, and they have passed the age of marriage. She has a high spirit, and she is the master of the Qingmen, how can she look at it when she is idle? Among the relatives of the Manchu and Mongolian tribes, most of them are mediocre people, how can Zaihong look down on this kind of person? It is to make these people feel that they are polluting their own eyes in front of their eyes. Zaifeng has always been despised by her so much, so he has a resentful heart.

These books compiled by Zhu Fangsheng appeared on Zaihong's desk from the very beginning. Characters like them can see the world through nature, not to mention that Zaihong is in it, and his experience of the chaos on this continent is a little deeper than Zhu Chongzhen.

At the beginning, Zaihong was just ordinary, and he only thought it was the painstaking work of a rural scholar like Wei Yuan. Later, the book became more and more strange. To say that since it is a translation, it is a translation of someone else's things, it is like feeding a toddler, who has no teeth, and someone has to chew it up and feed it to him. But what does this rice have to do with the translator if it is made by someone else, even if it is very delicious, and it is also made by someone else? At best, it's just a bit of a literary style.

But Zhu Chongzhen's set of books gradually became different. When there are 100 sets of books, there is structure. Just like Confucius did the Spring and Autumn Period, Sima did the historical records, and there were takeaways. And when this one is taken, it can be seen that the calligrapher is clever.

What's more, this translation speaks of a hundred sets, not a hundred. Because every time a new book is published, it is often accompanied by the owner, for example, the recently published Proceedings of the Federal Constituent Assembly of 1787, which was newly published by Yale University in Xinhai, and is sprinkled with millions of words, and it is not easy to translate. But there are also supplementary books, one called "Robert's Rules of Procedure", which is a textbook dedicated to teaching people to hold meetings; The other is a self-authored book entitled A Brief History of the American Government, which tells the story of the United States of America's internal turmoil and political evolution since the Declaration of Independence in 1776, as well as its current shortcomings and predicaments.

That's it, Zhu Chongzhen's translation is actually not only a translation, but also a history of the Han family. It is just a shell of Western classics, but what it expresses is his own insight and analysis of today's world affairs. At the time of the great changes that China has not seen in 3,000 years, it is the time to reproduce the Spring and Autumn Period.

If this is not the case, how can we attract countless well-educated people to think hard and study, and actually say such words as "it is useless to read all the poems and books for the sake of learning"? If it weren't for this, how could a proud woman like Zaihong be blind to him, because she was a scholar, even if she didn't know it, she secretly admired it?

Zaihong's heart, originally only confidants like Wang Shizhen could guess slightly, but since Xinhai, the translation of the business hall has been repeatedly delayed, and Zaihong has repeatedly urged him, and was heard by Zhao Laosi, who was the gatekeeper, and reported it to Zaifeng, and Zaifeng carefully inspected it, which made it clear. Now that he stabbed out these words, it was the swordsman who sealed his throat and pierced Zaihong's heart through.

Who would have thought that this Zhu Fangsheng would be the little boy in Yuezhou? Life is like water, twists and turns; Creation makes people, but there is such suffering.

Zaihong's body was like a candle in the wind, swaying, for a while, he calmed his body, did not turn back, forced himself to suppress his voice, and said slowly: "Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I have to clear the door on my shoulder; The ten-year covenant is also my own. The regent must not be concerned. As long as the regent doesn't do what hurts his relatives and makes his enemies happy, it's a blessing for me to clear the house. ”

After speaking, he opened the door and entered the house, and after a while, the sound of the harp came from the house. That Zaihong, under the broken liver and intestines, can actually play the piano in the house safely!

As soon as Zaihong entered the house, Wang Shizhen stood up, he was already extremely angry in his heart, and he arched his hand at the two princes, and said coldly: "Regent, Prince Qing, at this moment, Shizhen is a strategist of the Qing Gate, so there is no need to perform the court's court." I already know why the two princes came. The master of my house is already playing the piano, and we should talk about such mundane things in another place, so as not to disturb the interest of the master of the door. ”

Wang Shizhen's words were rude. But Yixuan and Zaifeng looked at each other, although they were angry and hateful in their hearts, they could only laugh dryly, and finally Yixuan said: "In this case, let's go to the Regent's Mansion." ”

In the past, this negotiation requires both sides to have some hole cards in order to bargain, but now in the hands of the regent, there is only a request for each other, but there is no give, so where can it be said that there is a negotiation? That Wang Shizhen, who was already skilled and transparent, was made angry by Zaifeng's satirical words before. Therefore, at the beginning of this negotiation, he did not give an inch, and the conditions were extremely strict, he must carry Feng to his own edict, think about it behind closed doors, and even use the regent honor guard to take Hong back to his home. Although Zaifeng was unwilling to admit defeat, he couldn't stand it and was there to help persuade him, so he had to swallow the bitter fruit.

Wang Shizhen spit out this evil breath and strode out of the regent palace, only to feel that the world was much wider, and the clear sky was becoming more and more blue and clear. He turned over and got on his horse, and did not go to the alley deep in Baihua, but went straight to Prince Su's mansion.

Now that it has been negotiated and Zaihong's recovery has been decided, everything has been much faster. The next day, the regent Zaifeng issued an edict on behalf of Xuantong, returned the state power to the Empress Dowager Longyu, and went back to the palace to think about the crime behind closed doors.

With the abdication of the regent, the Manchu dynasty immediately showed the strength of a dynasty that had lasted for a hundred years. The fourth town of the Beiyang New Army, the third association and the eleventh association were quickly reorganized into the first army, under the command of Feng Guozhang, without hesitation, day and night, between two days, they rushed along the Jinghan Railway to the Xinyang camp; Duan Qirui led the Beiyang Second Army, under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Town of Beiyang, the Fifth Association of Mixed Formation, and the Thirty-ninth Association, and also followed closely behind, rushing to Xinyang to participate in the battle; Later, the supplementary grain, grass and ordnance were continuously sent to the Xinyang camp from all over the country; Yuan Shikai, who had always claimed that his foot disease had not healed, immediately packed his bags and set off from Zhangde to the south to quell the chaos in person. Liangbi commanded the Third Army of Beiyang, that is, the first town of Beiyang, sitting in the Beijing Division, looking at the four dimensions.

There was also Zhang Renjun, the governor of Liangjiang, who pressed the southeast with all his might; Jiangning General Tie Liang commanded the Jiangnan Manying camp, and Zhang Xun guarded the ninth town of the New Army, and went out to quell the southeast rebellion.

All of a sudden, in all parts of the north and south, the wheels were rolling and the horses' hooves were flying. The battle of Xinhai, the battle between Han and Manchuria, is only now begining!