The news of Chen Yongren's death is like a basin of cold water pouring Chen Zikun from his head to the soles of his feet.

There was nowhere to go, so he had to go back to the miscellaneous courtyard, Inspector Xue saw that he was carrying the cover roll again, and just wanted to ask a question, seeing Chen Zikun's frustration, he swallowed the words back, and waited for a while to call Xiao Shunzi out alone, and after understanding the ins and outs, he muttered: "I have to think of a way." ”

When he returned to his house, he called his wife and son over to discuss: "The relative that the big man Chen ran to is dead, and he is lonely, and he spends all his time treating Xing'er Niang, he is benevolent, we have to be righteous, I think about letting him do the work arranged for Baoqing first, and then chew the grain." ”

My wife is a kind person, and replied, "Be in charge, you can do it." ”

Baoqing has been looking forward to this monthly work for half a year, but when he heard his father say this, he said without hesitation: "Okay, I'll teach him the rules of pulling a car, and save him timidity when the time comes." ”

Inspector Xue was very relieved and patted his son on the shoulder: "Go back and help you find a good job." ”

got up and came to Xiao Shunzi's house, knocked on the door and went in, Chen Zikun was sitting on the kang in a daze, and when he saw Inspector Xue coming in, he quickly got up to greet him.

"You sit down, you're welcome, I'm here for such a thing, I happen to have a monthly job, if you don't dislike it, I'll take you to see a worker, if you don't feel good, we'll look for it again."

Chen Zikun changed color, and said in his heart, Is my dignified two-gun fast-legged little white dragon going to be reduced to the point of pulling a foreign car, just about to refuse, and then heard Inspector Xue say: "That's a big family, the door of the house in the back house alley of Shijuma Street, I heard that the owner is a southerner, an official of the Ministry of Education." ”

"Okay, I'll try." Chen Zikun blurted out, and the slender blue figure appeared in his mind again.

"That's fate." He thought about it in his heart, but said on his lips, "Thank you, Inspector Xue." ”

"This kid, what's polite, the courtyard will be your home in the future, and the neighbors will take care of each other, that's how it should be." Inspector Xue looked Chen Zikun up and down, and said, "You have to change your outfit." ”

Chen Zikun looked at himself, a dogskin hat, an old sheepskin jacket, high felt boots, and a look of old guests outside the Guan, which seemed to be a little out of place with the environment of Beijing, and the weather in Beijing was not as bitter and cold as outside the Guan, and it seemed a bit too much to wear this outfit.

The neighbors lent a hand, the loud-voiced old man Zhao gave his son's set of green cloth cotton jacket to Chen Zikun to wear, Inspector Xue gave him a pair of sturdy leather shoes, Xiao Shunzi sponsored a felt hat, Xing'er made a basin of hot water, took fragrant pancreas and towels, and asked Chen Zikun to wash his face well.

"This beard has to be cut too." Inspector Xue led Chen Zikun to the head shaving shop at the mouth of the alley, and spent three coppers to shave his beard, and the whole person looked more energetic and younger.

Dressed up, Inspector Xue took out a business card and gave it to Chen Zikun: "Take this to the Houzhai Hutong and Lin Mansion of Shijuma Street in Xuanwumen, and say that it is the coachman introduced by Mr. Zhou." After thinking about it, he took a map to him, "You are literate, right?" Take this map, our roads in Beijing are east-west, north-south, easy to recognize. ”

"Thank you." Chen Zikun bowed to Inspector Xue, this old man is warm and careful, he is really a good person.

Wandering all the way, I came to the back house alley of Shijuma Street, inquired about the neighborhood, and found the door of the newly moved Lin House, the Ruyi gate was newly oiled and blackened, and the two copper door knockers were shiny, and the maid came to open the door and looked him up and down, "The new coachman?" ”

"Yes, I was introduced by Mr. Zhou."

"Come with me."

After entering the door, the servant asked him to wait at the door of the inverted room, and went in to report, and it didn't take much time to see Mr. Lin accompany a middle-aged man wearing a long shirt, glasses and a beard to come out, Mr. Lin obviously didn't recognize Chen Zikun as the person who delivered the wallet at the train station, and after asking him a few words, he said: "Yes, you can do it at my house, send Mr. Li to Peking University first, oh, it's nothing to do today anyway, you pick up Mr. Li from work." ”

Chen Zikun was very unhappy, the young lady didn't see it, so she made the old man bad first, which was really unlucky.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, I will bear it, Chen Zikun pulled the foreign car out of the warehouse, pretended to skillfully take out the towel and dusted it, and asked Mr. Li to get into the car.

Mr. Li said goodbye to Mr. Lin, and went to Peking University in Chen Zikun's foreign car, and his mouth was not idle on the road, asking long and short questions, where he was from, how old he was, how much money he made a month, whether he had enough to eat and so on.

Peking University is located in the northeast corner of the Forbidden City, and it is an easy-to-find place to find a four-story red brick building where Mr. Li works.

"Xiao Chen, you just park the car at the door, you can't lose it, you come in and warm up." Mr. Li said.

Chen Zikun followed Mr. Li into the building, and was greeted by some college students, who respectfully addressed Mr. Li as "Director Li." ”

Mr. Li's office is in the southeast corner, and some students are gathering here to discuss something, and when they saw Mr. Li come in, someone stood up and shouted, "Mr. Li Dazhao is here, everyone be quiet." ”

They sat in the room and discussed what philosophy, ideas and other things, Chen Zikun squatted at the door and felt that his head was full of flies, standing up and wandering around, the students in the building were wearing navy blue student clothes, shiny copper buttons, student hats were upright, teachers or suits and leather shoes, or long shirts and horse coats, but Chen Zikun was out of place in a coarse cloth short beating, others saw it and looked sideways, only he didn't care.

Chen Zikun slipped to the door of a classroom, and through the crack in the door, he saw a gentleman standing on the podium, with meticulous hair, elegant and generous gold-rimmed glasses, and a neat double-breasted suit, and said to the bottom: "It's not that I don't allow you, it's really that Peking University has its own system, so please go out." ”

Under the stands, there was a tall young man sitting in the front row, full of heaven, square and round, with his hair back down, a mole on his chin, wearing a half-worn blue cloth cotton robe, slightly shabby compared with the surrounding students, he was ashamed, and was about to get up, but he heard a cold questioning voice from the door: "Peking University is this virtue?" ”

All eyes were on the door, and they saw a coolie in an old cotton jacket standing there, looking angry.

"This worker, why do you have such a prejudice against Peking University?" Mr. Double-breasted Suit was not angry, and asked politely.

Chen Zikun was not stunned at all, and said loudly: "The greatness of the university does not lie in the fame and school building, but in the size of the person's heart. ”

The classroom suddenly exploded, the students exchanged their heads and began to discuss, and Mr. Double-breasted Suit on the podium smiled kindly: "You are right, the university must have the mind of the university, Mr. Mao, you can sit down and listen, this worker, if you are interested, you may wish to go to class together." ”

Chen Zikun looked at the blackboard, the five chalk words "Chinese History", suddenly felt bored, and was about to refuse, when he suddenly saw a blue slender figure sitting in the corner of the classroom, his eyes lit up, and he entered the classroom proudly.

Mao was the first to applaud, then the whole classroom applauded, and finally even Mr. Double-breasted also smiled and applauded, the warm applause was for the worker who dared to enter the university classroom, but also for the tolerance of Peking University, the mind and courage of Peking University.

Chen Zikun was proud and found a seat next to Mao.

"Fortunately, Mao Runzhi, the first division of Hunan." Mao stretched out his hand to him.

Chen Zikun was a little hesitant, the other party reported the business name, did he also report the business name of the double-gun fast-legged little white dragon? After thinking about it, this is Peking University, where Sven is located, so let's keep a low profile.

"Long admiration, Chen Zikun, the prodigal son of the border city." Chen Zikun casually made up a more fashionable font, stretched out his hand to shake Mao's hand, and asked, "Who is this teacher, is his class very good?" ”

Mao said: "This is Professor Hu Shizhi, an advocate of the vernacular literary revolution. ”

Chen Zikun nodded and said, "Oh~~ I don't know." ”

The classmate next to him put his finger to his lips: "Shh, be quiet." ”

The two hurriedly stopped talking and listened carefully.

Professor Hu quoted scriptures on the stage, and the students listened with relish, but Chen Zikun's mind was not listening to the lecture, he pretended to sit and kept touching Miss Lin Jia's body with a pair of eyes.

Miss Lin was wearing a set of jade white cotton robes today, the classroom was warm, the white scarf was not around, holding a pen in one hand and holding her cheeks in the other, staring at the handsome and dashing Professor Hu on the stage, not noticing that a pair of thief eyes were looking at her.

It didn't take much effort, the bell rang after class, and Mao got up and said to Chen Zikun: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving." ”

"Oh, farewell." Chen Zikun arched his hand absentmindedly, but his eyes were glued to Miss Lin, and the slender figure jumped out with the two female classmates.

Chen Zikun thought secretly, and followed Miss Lin all the way out of the classroom, through the long corridor, but saw the three female students enter a door, and the wooden sign on the door wrote two words "women's toilet".

Chen Zikun's face was red, and he hurriedly turned around, but he bumped into a person, and when he looked at it, he was a school worker.

"Big man, Director Li is looking for you, the library on the first floor, hurry up."

"Okay." Chen Zikun reluctantly glanced back at the women's bathroom, went downstairs to the library, but found a friend he had just met, classmate Mao was sorting out the newspaper quickly.

"Classmate Mao, you're here too." Chen Zikun said hello, and his eyes looked around for Director Li.

"Actually, I'm an assistant in the library, so I go to class when I have the opportunity." Mao's Hunan accent is quite strong, but in Chen Zikun's ears, there is no obstacle.

"I still want to ask you, what is the name of Hunan First Division? The First Division of the Hunan Army? Chan asked.

Mao did not laugh at Chen Zikun's loneliness, and replied seriously: "Hunan No. 1 Public Normal School, referred to as Hunan No. 1 Normal School, I graduated there. After a pause, he sighed again: "The first division is a good school. ”

Although Chen Zikun didn't understand well, he nodded solemnly: "Oh, I see. ”

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from afar: "Cai Yuanpei said that this is the general rule of freedom of thought, and the reason why the university is so big, a rickshaw driver actually has the same opinion as Heqing, no wonder Hu Shi is speechless." ”

It turned out that Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu came over together, Li Dazhao asked with a smile: "Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to have such knowledge, it's a pity not to go to school, by the way, I only know that your surname is Chen, do you have a name?" ”

Chan said, "Yes, my name is Chan Tzu-kun. ”

Li Dazhao was interested, this was not like the name of a coolie, he beckoned Chen Zikun to a table, took out a brush and rice paper, and said, "Can you write your name?" ”

"Yes." Chen Zikun pinched the brush, and wrote his name on the rice paper like a ghost drawing, but Li Dazhao shook his head secretly, looking at the posture of holding the pen, he knew that he was not educated at all.

Although Chen Zikun's three words lie on the rice paper like three shell mantises, Chen Duxiu still praised: "Yes, Kun, sword, why don't I give you a word, the surname is Chen Zikun, the word Kunwu, Brother Shouchang, what do you think?" ”

Li Dazhao said with a smile: "Brother Zhongfu has no good reason to obtain words, Kunwu has both the meaning of a precious stone and a sword, it is really a good word, Xiao Chen, thank you Professor Chen." ”

Chen Zikun was shocked, this professor is really capable, he can guess the words engraved on my neck, it is really amazing, he bowed down and thanked: "Thank you Professor Chen for giving me the words." ”

Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu looked at each other and smiled, and they both felt that they had done something meaningful.

"By the way, Xiao Chen, I won't go home at this time, you can send Miss Lin Fu back first." Li Dazhao said.

Chen Zikun couldn't help but be shocked.