In the study, Yuan Jinkai waited for the teacher to drink hot tea, took the teacup and put it aside, helped the teacher to lie on the rocking chair, and the guards and maids quietly moved the brazier to prevent the governor from getting cold, everyone knew that Zhao Erxun was too bitter and tired during this time.

"What does the teacher command?"

Yuan Jinkai saw the teacher sit up again, and hurriedly stepped forward to stand aside.

Zhao Erxun gently pulled up the thick and warm fur under his body, and stroked it a few times with care: "This panda's skin is really warm, warmer than the fur of the black blind man outside the gate, and the fur is soft, like a silk quilt made of satin......"

Yuan Jinkai said with a smile: "Thanks to Yi Ming, he also gave me one, it's so comfortable, I don't need to make a charcoal fire at night." Teacher, did you call Yiming? ”

Zhao Erxun hesitated:

"I'm not busy, there's one thing I haven't thought about, I'm leaving, but Yiming can only stay, after all, he is Erfeng's disciple, Erfeng is still leading the troops to fight in Kangzang, and the military supplies or something have to rely on Yiming to go to Zhangluo, Erfeng doesn't leave Sichuan for a day, Yiming can only stay for a day.

"After I left, Wang Wenwen, the political envoy of Shaanxi Province, who took over, may not dare to use Yiming, judging from Wang Wenwen's weak surname, he can't use Yiming, in the face of a group of wolf-like new army generals, Wang Wenwen will be at a loss, so ah, before Erfeng comes back, Yiming's words may not be very good...... During this time, has Yiming ever looked for you, and have you talked to him? ”

"No, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, after Yiming and the students gave the teacher a New Year's greeting, he went directly to Dayi and Ya'an, saying that he wanted to comfort the foreign engineers and the officers and soldiers of the Ya'an Heavy Battalion, and also to his master, Wang Yutang, the predecessor of the Hongmen in western Sichuan.

The students pondered, it is estimated that a group of generals and colonels of the New Army want Yiming to help them speak, to recruit new soldiers, buy guns and cannons, or something, until yesterday after the Lantern Festival, Yiming was still holding a meeting with General Zhu and them to discuss solutions. Although there were sporadic rumors about the teacher's departure, Yiming never asked, and the students never had a chance to talk to him. Yuan Jinkai reported truthfully.

Zhao Erxun nodded:

"This kid is a busy life, alas! You say, can you move Yiming somewhere first? Let him rest in a quiet position for a year and a half, and when his teacher returns to take over as governor, everything will be easy. ”

Yuan Jinkai nodded hurriedly: "The student also has this idea, but he can't think of a proper place to go for a while." ”

Zhao Erxun pondered for a moment, then lay down again and closed his eyes slightly: "Where is the telegraph rack connecting western Sichuan?" ”

Yuan Jinkai was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what the teacher meant: "It's been connected to Ya'an, and it's going to Kangding, and it is estimated that it will be repaired before the summer." ”

"Go and send a telegram to Erfeng, ask what Erfeng means, when it's over, you go and ask Yiming what he thinks, he won't have to ask for peace in the past two days, if there is anything to tell you directly, it is estimated that the officials up and down the whole Sichuan will break through my threshold, and he has no time to speak when he comes." Zhao Erxun commanded.

"Understood."

On February 20, 1911 in the Western calendar, the twenty-second day of the first month of the Xinhai year of the lunar calendar, rain.

The spring rain covers the earth, on both sides of the Jinjiang River in the southeast suburbs of Chengdu, the mist is boundless, the green grass and thousands of branches and trees that spit out new sprouts are gently swaying in the breeze, and the beautiful reflection of the Hejiang Pavilion is faintly floating on the flowing water surface.

The narrow passenger dock seemed to have become wider overnight, and the uneven and waterlogged ground became very solid and flat, and the large and small ships, under the whispered guidance of the new officers and men, leaned towards the small wooden wharves on both sides, giving up most of the wharf to a brand-new British river passenger liner.

Under the Hejiang Pavilion, all around the wharf, are all the civil and military officials and people from all walks of life who came to see off the governor Zhao Erxun, with the wharf as the center on both sides of the Jinjiang River, crowded with people, flags and flags like a forest, it was originally a Sichuan civil and military officials initiated a farewell, and it became a grand ceremony that the people of Chengdu and more than a dozen surrounding counties came to participate.

The people are grateful from the bottom of their hearts to the governor who brought him four years of stable life, although he wears the official uniform of the Manchu Dynasty, but he is a Han Chinese, and he is a famous Confucian throughout the country, this alone makes countless people respect him from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention that under his nearly four years of governance, the whole province of Sichuan has been smooth and all industries have recovered.

On the wharf, Zhao Erxun, who was surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials, was excited and could not be suppressed, he looked at the tens of thousands of people who shouted "take care of your lords" and "have a good trip" around him, tears were wiped and wiped and still rolled down, he had never experienced such a scene for decades, and he never dreamed that he would be so loved by the people of Sichuan when he left.

The older of the officials on the dock couldn't help but whimper, and the younger ones also sighed and were moved, thinking that if they could get this treatment in the future, their lives would be in vain.

Supporting Zhao Erxun was the master Yuan Jinkai and the chief of the guard Guo Tiecheng, Xiao Yiming, who was wearing a straight deputy staff and leading the military dress, stood behind Zhao Erxun, and the woman next to Xiao Yiming was wearing a white printed cheongsam, wearing a small sunhat on her head, and a circle of white sand shrouded her face, just like the Hejiang Pavilion in the mist, slim and graceful, she was Xiao Yiming's sweetheart Sister Yi.

After the long farewell, the ancient farewell song resounded among the officials, which immediately resonated with all the officials, and the song became louder and louder, desolate and low, and the whole world seemed to be gloomy because of the singing.

Zhao Erxun, who was difficult to self-control, waved his hand and boarded the passenger ship with the support of Yuan Jinkai and Guo Tiecheng, Xiao Yiming took Sister Yi's hand and led a team of guards to follow, and the British captain and first mate in white dresses led more than a dozen crew members to line up neatly and raised their hands to salute.

The whistle sounded, and the passenger ship slowly sailed away from the dock, and slowly disappeared into the foggy river with the blessings of thousands of people.

The passenger ship sailed out for several miles, and Zhao Erxun in the cabin finally calmed down, he called Xiao Yiming, took the junior's hand and asked unhappily, "What are you doing with me?" ”

Xiao Yiming's eyes turned red again, took a deep breath, and replied in a low voice: "Go down to the fifteen-mile wharf downstream." ”

Zhao Erxun sighed, held Xiao Yiming's hand and whispered: "You are now the leader of the border army, you can't have so many tactful and gentle intestines, and the person who leads the troops should have the appearance of leading the troops...... Miss Yi, I'm afraid that the old man will not have the opportunity to attend your wedding, if there is a chance in the future, the old man will live a little longer, don't forget to take the child with Yiming to show the old man. ”

"Uncle Shi...... The niece remembered. ”

Sister Yi knelt down and bowed, and tears burst out of her eyes again, and she could no longer speak.

Zhao Erxun stretched out his hand to help him, and the two maids had already gone up to support him left and right, Zhao Erxun turned to Xiao Yiming again: "Today's farewell to the people and money was made by you, right?" ”

Xiao Yiming replied truthfully:

"The wharf was temporarily repaired by the Admiral's Mansion and the Chengdu Governor's Government, and the business people were grateful for the great support of the uncle over the years, and they came to see each other spontaneously, and the little nephew only called the ship of the Jiangchuan Passenger Transport Company, so that the ship could send the uncle to Shanghai, so as to avoid the fatigue of tossing and turning on the way.

"As for the tens of thousands of people gathering on both sides of the Jinjiang River, the little nephew didn't know in advance, and he couldn't imagine it, this is all the result of the benevolent government of the uncle touching the people of Bashu, didn't the uncle once said it to the little nephew?" The people naturally have rods and scales in their hearts', and the little nephew finally saw the power of this scale today. ”

Zhao Erxun was greatly pleased, and unconsciously looked out the window, and saw that there were people standing and watching from time to time on the riverbank, and many of them waved to the passenger boat, and couldn't help but sigh again:

"Yes! People's ...... The old man asked himself if he was worthy of the people of Bashu, but for several years, he only held on to the defects, and rarely made achievements, and when he left, he was sent by the people, and he was deeply ashamed of it......

"Yi Ming, your teacher can't come back for a while, before leaving, the old man has nothing to give you, the more you change your name, you are kind-hearted, and you have the lofty ideal of saving the people from fire and water, so you will change Yi Ming to benefit the people, you have made great progress in just a few years, and you have made outstanding achievements in all aspects, and there is a great momentum, so the old man will give you a name, just call it a Ming."

"Uncle Xie! The kindness of the master and uncle, the people will always remember in the heart, and I implore the master and uncle to settle down, and often come to the little nephew to teach the little nephew."

Xiao Yiming knelt down again and burst into tears, unable to say a word again.

Zhao Erxun helped Xiao Yiming, oh no, it's time to call Xiao Yimin now, the two came to the window together and whispered, and the people around looked out of the cabin with Zhao Erxun's gaze, and the sigh was deeply touched, and Xiao Yimin was even more upset and full of emotion.

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