Chapter 33 Conversation

In 1905, with the establishment of the Chinese Empire and the capital of Nanjing, various countries successively recognized the Chinese Empire and established diplomatic relations with it, and the diplomatic embassies in China moved from Beiping to Nanjing.

At that time, the golf game originated in Western Europe has become a fashion in the world, out of the needs of diplomacy and other aspects, the industrial company is preparing to build a large golf course, after repeated consideration, the golf course address is selected within the Zhongshan cemetery, Dongwazi Village at the southern foot of the Purple Mountain, and the industrial company rents 1,200 acres of mountainous land near Dongwazi Village at an annual rent of 1,800 yuan, and soon 6 courses and a club are built.

The Purple Mountain Golf Club in Dongwazi Village, at the southern foot of the Purple Mountain, has been a platform for Chinese and foreign dignitaries to meet and hold important activities since its establishment, and it is also a gathering place for the so-called upper class. The club is located on the edge of the Purple Mountain. It is surrounded by greenery, great scenery and luxurious facilities.

Thinking of some of the conditions agreed to at the recent talks with businessmen, Liang Qichao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head; in order to support workers' strikes and students' strikes, he needed to spend hundreds of thousands of yuan every day, and in order to obtain funds, he had to agree to some conditions put forward by businessmen.

After changing into sportswear, Liang Qichao walked to the court alone, he only learned to play golf in recent years, and this is also to contact some people, slowly he likes this kind of sport, especially likes to play quietly alone, like this time, when Nanjing is boiling and the Congress is boiling, as the prime minister of the Democratic Party, he still maintains "detachment", as if everything in Nanjing has nothing to do with him.

But that's what many people admire about him, and he always keeps his cool in any situation.

"Smack"

The small white ball made a long arc in the air and flew off into the distance.

Perhaps because of the news that came earlier -- the resolution calling for the resignation of the prime minister and the cabinet was passed in the first vote, and although the news just came that the second resolution was postponed to tomorrow morning, at this moment, Liang Qichao was in a particularly happy mood and played the ball very beautifully.

At the same time, someone in the club was looking at him with binoculars. If there are some members who often come here to play at this time see them, they will definitely find that they are strangers, at least people who do not often come to play golf, in Nanjing and Europe, the patent of the upper class of golf, playing here once, it takes a month of living expenses for ordinary Nanjing people, and this course implements a membership system, and the members are divided into honorary members, full members, alternate members, permanent members, members who do not live in Beijing, members who do not participate in sports, etc., according to the different levels of membership. The entrance fee ranges from 15 yuan to 500 yuan, and in addition, members generally need to pay a monthly fee ranging from 2 yuan to 7 yuan.

It can be said that this kind of movement has excluded ordinary people from the beginning, at least it is impossible for the moneyless and idle class to come here to consume, and the person who observes Liang Qichao with a telescope from a distance is an agent of the Investigation Bureau.

Just as Liang Qichao was chasing the ball and walking forward, it suddenly rained in the sky, the rain was not heavy, but it disturbed the mood of others.

"What's going on? Why is it raining?"

Covering his head, Liang Qichao muttered in his heart as he ran. After walking a few steps, he saw that there seemed to be people watching him in the distance, and he only needed to see those people, and he laughed secretly in his heart, it was those factory guards - no, they should be called detectives, he was going to go to the clubhouse to take shelter from the rain, but he still walked under the parasol not far away.

Standing under the parasol, he looked up at the sky, which was piled up with black clouds. …… Suddenly, it seemed like lightning flashed, the sky returned to brightness, and Liang Qichao, who was in a green meadow, looked at the sky, with a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

"Mr. Liang, if you insist on passing that proposal, the political situation in China will sooner or later fall into chaos."

I don't know when, a person appeared beside him, turned his head to look, but Liang Qichao couldn't help but be surprised, it was Guan Mingtang.

"Politics is often the art of compromise......

Guan Mingtang seemed to be talking to himself, the bodyguard who originally held an umbrella for him had left, and only the two of them were left on the big golf course.

"Chief Guan, you must know that many times, there are some facts that are beyond my control." ,

Liang Qichao shook his head, of course he knew what His Majesty's cronies meant, but this time was different.

"Especially at this time, now, the common people have awakened, so ......"

Liang Qichao's answer made Guan Mingtang smile slightly, and he turned his head to look at the prime minister of the Democratic Party in front of him.

"Mr. Liang, you have to know that if politics loses its compromise, then it will mean ......"

Staring at Liang Qichao, Guan Mingtang said seriously.

"If there is no compromise in politics, then there is no so-called politics, and then what happens?"

Looking at the heavier and heavier rain, a lot of rain was blown into the parasols by the wind, and the raindrops hit the two of them.

"Without compromise, there is no basis for dialogue"

After stretching out his hand to signal Liang Qichao to sit down, he sat on the chair, and let the raindrops blown in by the wind fall on his face, Guan Mingtang continued to speak.

"If there is no basis for dialogue, then there will be no dialogue, Mr. Liang, what do you think will happen then?"

Glancing at Liang Qichao, who still seemed to be unmoved, Guan Mingtang pointed to the trees that were being hit by the wind and rain in the distance without worry.

"Now China is a mountain and rain is about to come, and you are fueling the flames for political purposes......"

When Liang Qichao was about to open his mouth to refute, Guan Mingtang waved his hand.

"There is no need to explain, these are all acceptable political means, otherwise, you and I would not be sitting here talking now"

Guan Mingtang's words only shocked Liang Qichao, and he even vaguely guessed in his heart whether it would be from the beginning...... While Liang Qichao fell silent, Guan Mingtang paused and said.

"What you see today, what is happening in Nanjing, what is happening in China, is it a victory? Perhaps, maybe you will soon reach your own political consciousness, but you ignore one thing, this is China."

"But, ......"

"In China, if it were not for the powers given to you when Your Majesty promulgated the Constitution, demonstrations could be suppressed at any time, and newspapers would be controlled by the government.

Liang Qichao was silent, he knew that what Guan Mingtang said was implementation, if there was no generosity of His Majesty, would there be such a big crack in the constitution?

"Do you think you can take control of the big picture? No, only willingly, just a phone call from here can disintegrate everything for you, but, is it necessary? Not yet, but ...... The future is anyone's guess."

“…… Alas, perhaps,...... Thank you, I take my leave. ”

Guan Mingtang smiled and looked at Liang Qichao who got up to leave, he was a smart person and should understand his consciousness.

"Mr. Leung, about tomorrow's vote"

"Trust me, I know what to do. ……”

The rain intensified, hitting the eaves, crackling, and the wind was so loud that the trees in the distance shook a little.

"It's raining so hard."

At this time, there was a storm in the sky, and although the sky still maintained a trace of brightness, the dark and gloomy feeling of dark clouds could still bring endless coercion.

A precursor to a storm

And what about Nanjing? Could it be a precursor to a storm? Will this rainstorm get more and more intense?

"Calm down, no one can predict ......"

Looking at His Majesty with his back to him, Nyunon whispered in his heart, and His Majesty had been silent since he told His Majesty the way to get through the crisis.

"Shalashala. ……”

What kind of sound do the trees in the courtyard make when they stand tall in the wind and rain, but the branches and leaves are swaying in the wind? Is it a cry of resistance to the storm?

Still is......

"Your Majesty, you must be ahead of them, only in this way can you maintain the dignity of the empire"

Half-bowing, Niu Yongjian pleaded again, having to admit that Zheng's proposal was the best way to solve the current crisis, and it was also the way to save all faces, but His Majesty was still hesitating.

"The storm is coming"

Looking at the rain, Chen Moran said lightly, it seemed that he didn't hear Niu Yongjian's words, in fact, he hadn't heard Niu Yongjian's words, he was just thinking about another question.

"Your Majesty, when the decision continues, the body is in turmoil, if after the resolution is passed, I am afraid, I am afraid, I am afraid, if I do not give in at that time, I must give in, otherwise, they will take advantage of the situation to attack, and then the dignity of the empire will be lost."

decent

To put it bluntly, it's face, but is it really face? No, the so-called face is, in fact, stability, at that time, if His Majesty makes concessions, it will only encourage them, and repeatedly put forward more excessive demands, rather than this, it is better to break the arm of a strong man now, for the sake of the great cause of the country, it is okay to wronged a person. ,

"Hmmm......"

With a long snort, he turned to look at Niu Yongjian, who was half-bowing.

"Hyozhi, do you think that what they are asking for is too much?"

"Not too much"

Niu Yongjian replied truthfully, if it weren't for the overall situation of the country, I'm afraid the House of Nobles would have made a fuss, and in the past few days, he has been suppressing the dissatisfaction in the House of Nobles.

"Then why stop them?"

"Because,"

His Majesty's words only made Niu Yongjian's heart sink, and then said categorically.

"At this time, it is absolutely not in the interests of the country to make huge concessions, and I ask Your Majesty to learn from it"

"You......"

Sighing and waving his hand, Chen Moran turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard.

"You go and talk to Yuan Shikai."

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