The smoke cage is cold, the moon is long, and the sand is long, and the night is close to the restaurant in Qinhuai. The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings * flowers across the river.

It's a home, a green and deep portal. Nanjing has many trees since ancient times, but there are more of them, but it is water, but it is the sigh of the rise and fall of the ages.

The hustle and bustle of this day, with the afterglow of the sunset, ends in the mountains. Most of the tree-shaded land portals have stopped. And the bustle on the Qinhuai River has just been lifted.

A seven-board, babbling, swinging between the lights and shadows, fluttering and shaking, like a leaf of duckweed. Although he was swimming with the frolicking song and dance, somehow, at a glance, it always made people feel that the boat and the person had a lonely state.

Listening to the laughter on the Qinhuai River as in the past, Zaihong leaned on the railing, looking at the long river, sparkling and breaking waves, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"When the Ming Dynasty died and the Qing Dynasty prospered, this Qinhuai River, it should be the same, right?" Zhu Chongzhen suddenly sighed: "What does this change of dynasty have to do with the Qinhuai River?" After changing a group, they still sing and dance. The thought of losing the country is only the royal veins of you and me. ”

"I didn't expect you to say this," Zaihong turned his head sideways and looked at Zhu Chongzhen, "I thought that this was the time when you were proud, a hundred years of enmity, and you finally completed this reincarnation." ”

"Is the door master making fun of me?" Zhu Chongzhen smiled slightly, but said: "How can there be no song in the boat, the master, why don't you and I each play a song?" ”

"It's good!" Saying that, Zaihong picked up the pipa from the side, took off the outer bag, held it in his arms, thought sideways for a while, and finally shook his head, "In such a state of mind, I'm afraid that singing it is a little out of place." ”

Although he said this, Zaihong played a few times, plucked the strings on the shaft, played it with his hands, and after a few falling beads, he sang:

"I once saw the warbler crying in the Jinling Jade Palace, and the flowers in the Qinhuai Water Pavilion bloomed early, who knew that it would be easy to freeze!"

"Seeing him rise up Zhu Lou, seeing him feasting guests, seeing his building collapse! This moss and green tile pile, I once slept and slept well, and I saw the rise and fall of fifty years. ”

"That Wuyi Lane is not surnamed Wang, the ghost of Mochou Lake cries at night, and the phoenix perches on the owl bird. The dream of the remnant mountain is the truest, the old realm is difficult to lose, and it is hard to believe that this map has been changed! A set of "Mourning Jiangnan", singing sadly until old age. ”

This piece of music is from Kong Shangren's "Peach Blossom Fan", which is about the old things of Qinhuai in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. At this time, Zaihong sang on the Qinhuai River, things are people, feng shui rotates, and there is a way to be a cycle of heavenly principles.

Zaihong sang a song, which caused both of them to feel a little sore, and the white-haired Dehao who was holding the boat stopped the boat and waved his sleeves to wipe away his tears. Zhu Chongzhen and Zaihong looked at each other with tears in their eyes, each reminiscing about the loss of the country, and suddenly felt a sense of confidant in their hearts.

The water is murmuring, the oars are babbling, the lights are faint, and the life is like a dream.

"I'll sing a song too." Zhu Chongzhen stopped the trace of distance in his heart and said with a sigh.

Unloaded the piano bag and took out the Guqin around Liang, Zhu Chongzhen was suddenly a little dazed, he had been spinning in this worldly conspiracy for a long time, and the clear hearts of his youth seemed to be far away from the clouds. Zhu Chongzhen shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said to Zaihong: "Speaking of which, it has been more than a year, and I haven't been at ease with the piano!" ”

Zhu Chongzhen tuned the strings, gently twisted a few times, and said, "But it's a country slang song, which makes the door owner laugh!" Then he waved his hand and played the harp, and sang loudly:

"The world of people and ghosts/Ten thousand gold is like generosity/Floating life is like a dream/Only hard work and good heart"

"The red face is vague/Waved away and returned/Life and death are destined to rest and resentment early/Lingering in the dark"

"Helpless, youth is gone/Helpless, the country is really easy to change"

"Friendship is priceless and indefinite/Heaven descends on enemies"

"Helpless, the road back to the stars / helpless, the time is slaughtered"

"Zhong Mingding eats and scatters for a day/Empty guard yesterday's wealth"

"The landscape is blurred/Flowing flowers and low fog/Long-cherished wish flat boat cold river fishing/Wind sweeps whisker white"

After a song, suddenly the world was silent, only the wood pulp hit the water, and people were clear.

"Forever remember the rivers and lakes to return to the white hair, and want to return to the world and enter the flat boat," Zaihong leaned on the railing and said quietly: "I thought that this should be the time for you to be proud, but why, you always have such a hidden mind today?" ”

Zhu Chongzhen sighed, but took out two books from his arms, and rubbed himself for a while, as if he remembered the past when the ancestors died in great prosperity and had great ambitions. It took a while for him to hand the book to Zaihong. Zaihong stretched out his hand to take it, and then looked at the lights on the Qinhuai River, but saw that one cover said "Donglu Jiwen", and the other cover said "Tang Ce". The pages are yellowed, and it is clear that the book has been written for a long time.

"This "Chronicle of the Eastern Continent" was made by my ancestors when they traveled to America in the past; This "Tang Ce" was originally drafted by them. It's just that time has passed, and now that I look at it, there are some things that are different from the world. I've made a lot of changes to it, but I feel that there are still a lot of things that need to be corrected, and I would like to ask the door master for some advice. ”

Zaihong opened "Donglu Chronicles", looked carefully through the light on the boat, and just turned a few pages, he heard a few voices in the distance shouting: "I was singing just now, but is the boat in front?" ”

It turned out that Zhu Chongzhen and Zaihong sang Qinhuai, and their singing voices were melodious, which made the Qinhuai River even more beautiful. Originally, this Qinhuai River was a good place for singing and dancing, a boat for night tours, and there were many people who knew the goods. Many people heard the singing of the two, and they couldn't help but lean over the boat, wanting to see the true face of the singer Lushan.

When Zaihong heard this, he frowned, "Elder De, row the boat away, don't let these people come over!" ”

The white-haired Dehao agreed, and the boat suddenly jumped up and went to the dark like flying.

At this moment, I heard someone shouting in the distance: "On the boat ahead, is it Childe?" ”

"It's Zhang Xiaozhai!" Zhu Chongzhen whispered to Zaihong.

"It's Shinoko in front?" Zhu Chongzhen replied with a smile.

Zhang Yuanji's cruise ship, painted with lanterns and fine carvings, is a big painting boat. Zhu Chongzhen, Zaihong and Dehao jumped on the painting boat, but saw more than a dozen people sitting inside, but most of them were acquaintances, that is, Yang Du in Beijing, who was also present at the moment. It's just that his face is flushed, and it's obvious that he has just quarreled with others.

Although Zhang Yuanji also held an official position in the Qing Dynasty, it was more than ten years ago, so he didn't recognize Zaihong. Although Zaihong was dressed in men's clothes at this time, Zhang Yuanji still saw at a glance that he was a daughter.

"Childe, this is ......"

"Oh, this is ...... love" Zhu Chongzhen had just said half of it, and Zaihong grabbed the conversation and said: "My surname is Ai, my name is Qing, and the word is Wanqing." ”

When Zhu Chongzhen heard this, he glanced at Zaihong, and nodded and smiled at Zhang Yuanji: "This is a distant sister of mine, I don't want to meet in Nanjing today, so we will go boating and swimming in the lake together." ”

Zhang Yuanji is so smart and well-informed, he naturally knows that Zaihong is reluctant to reveal his real name, but since Zhu Chongzhen also covered it up for her, Zhang Yuanji no longer cares, so he introduced the two into the cabin, but the white-haired Dehao sat on the rocking chair at the bow of the boat, listening to the wind and waves.

The three of them asked questions and answers at the bow of the boat, everyone in the cabin heard clearly, Yang Du naturally knew why Zaihong was invisible, and he didn't reveal it, and when he saw Zhu Ai and the two of them on the boat, he only felt that he had come to help, so he picked up the original conversation and still said: "I said, what are the difficulties of this constitution, do you have to let Mr. Yan and I discuss it?" On the same day, Liu Bang entered Xianyang and made three chapters with his father, but in the future, there will still be clan punishments, forbidden books, and the Qin law is still practiced. What is it worth? Today's constitution, even if it is created, how many people understand the true meaning and can carry it out? The republican constitution has little effect in today's China. What I have always upheld is a constitutional monarchy, which is the political system that has been inherited from China and has gradually changed and can be successful. If you don't want the Manchurian people to be emperors, then Zhu Chongzhen, the king of the Han Dynasty, and Kong Yanting, the holy prince of Yan, can be emperors. ”

What Yang Du said at the beginning was not different from the previous one, but the last sentence was really amazing. Especially at this moment, Zhu Chongzhen is in person, I really don't know what his intentions are.

Zhu Chongzhen saw that everyone's eyes were pointing at him, and Lian Zaihong also looked at him with a smile, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, "Brother Huizi's words make me so ashamed." ”

"I really don't hide it from you, this position of emperor, there may be people in the world who do it, but I am a Ming Zhu family, but I really can't do it."

These words hooked everyone's minds, and Lin Changmin on the side asked: "I don't know what King Han means by this?" ”

"Not to mention that I have been away from the country for a long time, I am really a little strange to my homeland. Just said that when I Zhu misled the country and rebelled against the people, I had ten major crimes, and there were these ten crimes. When I returned to China this time, revived the revolution, and established the Republic of China, I could only say that I was atoning for my sins, but I did not dare to have the intention of winning the country. ”

The more he said this, the more strange it became, and Serial Hong couldn't help but feel a little curious, "What did you say about Zhu Ming's ten major sins?" ”

"All of you here are well-educated people, so I will briefly say it, and you will understand it very well." Zhu Chongzhen sighed, "Later generations actually said that the ancestor was not, it's really ashamed!" ”

"First, the emperors have no virtue; second, imprisoning society; Third, the sea ban misleads the country; Fourth, the health factory participates in politics; Fifth, the political system is chaotic; Sixth, eight shares of the ......"

Who knew that Zhu Chongzhen had just mentioned the sixth sin, but Zhang Binglin on the side was already impatient. Zhang Binglin first shouted, and then said angrily: "King Han! Do you say these prevarications to bluff others and me? In the Ming Dynasty, although there were many inconsistencies, the Zhu bloodline was enough to cover up all kinds of flaws! ”

"Dare to ask Mr. Taiyan, what are you referring to?" Zhu Chongzhen said with a smile.

"There is a Ming Dynasty, there is no harmony between the Han and Tang Dynasties, and there are no two Song Dynasty coins! Now that China is declining and Yidi is invading, it really needs the blood of the Zhu family, if you really still have the blood of the Ming Zhu family, you should not avoid the difficulties and dangers, follow the example of Emperor Hongwu, and expel the Yidi everywhere, whether it is Manchu or Europe and the United States, and return me to China a clean river and mountain! ”

Zhang Binglin has the demeanor of a celebrity, speaks unscrupulously, not to mention that there is a Manchu Zaihong sitting here, but in the corner of the round table in the cabin, there is also a white-skinned and blue-eyed foreigner. As soon as Binglin's voice fell, everyone felt a little bad. Who knew that before they could cover it up, the foreigner spoke first, but it was an authentic Wu Nong dialect,

"Mr. Taiyan is right, if you look at the Qing Kingdom, no, it should be said that it is the Chinese culture, it is true that we are all so-called Yidi. However, I was born in China, lived in China for a long time, and has been influenced by Chinese civilization for a long time. I have also read some Chinese historical classics, and in my opinion, your Chinese culture is quite similar to our Christianity, which is justification by faith. As long as you respect Chinese culture, you can be said to be a member of the Chinese nation. Therefore, from this point of view, neither I nor the Manchus can be regarded as Yidi. ”

Zaihong only felt that he was boating on the Qinhuai River tonight, and it was really true, and he didn't expect to meet such a foreigner. It was really comforting to her.

"May I ask this gentleman's surname?" Zaihong asked.

"Don't dare, don't dare, under John Leighton Stuart, is a special correspondent for the United Press Agency of the United States of America in Nanjing. The Chinese name, the compound surname Situ, is named Lei Deng. ”