The scene was chaotic, some people shouted to go to Zhaojialou to find Cao Rulin to settle accounts, and some people resolutely opposed violent demonstrations, saying that people on both sides actually fought, Chen Zikun watched a chubby student being punched in the face, his glasses were broken, and he immediately squatted on the ground in pain.

The beating went away violently, and the students had no first aid experience, panicked into a pot of porridge, and shouted: "The commander-in-chief is injured!" ”

Chan stepped forward to pick up the injured fat student and inspect his wounds, but fortunately the lens fragments did not hurt his eyes, but only scratched the skin on his face and bleed a little.

Chan tore off a shirt and told him to hold the wound.

"Thank you, classmate.?" The fat student covered his face and said that he was highly myopic and couldn't see Chen Zikun's face clearly, and thought it was his classmate.

Chen Zikun remembered this face, this fat man often talked in the library of Peking University, what kind of head of the society he was, and he had a good relationship with Xu Tingge, it seemed that he was called Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian got up from the ground, his face was extremely depressed, he sighed, and walked back with a group of college students.

The other group of people parted ways with them and went along Chang'an Avenue in the direction of Zhaojialou.

Yao Yilei was worried that something would happen to her mother, so she hurriedly pulled Chen Zikun to the Liuguo Hotel to make a call, but the operator said that Zhaojialou's phone had been talking and couldn't be answered, so she couldn't get through after more than ten minutes, so she simply put the phone away and said to Chen Zikun: "Go, go to Zhaojialou." ”

Start the car and drive to Zhaojialou, but Chang'an Avenue is blocked by the student team, snowflakes and leaflets are scattered everywhere, as far as the eye can see, are patriotic slogans, the patrol police on the street do not dare to stop it, just carry batons and try to maintain order.

The roads were different, so I had to take a detour, but almost all the roads were blocked, and Yao Yilei was sweating profusely: "What's the matter today, are all the students in Beijing on the streets?" ”

"Probably there's some bad news coming from Paris." Chen Zikun replied that when he went to Xiong Xiling's house for a routine visit a few days ago, he seemed to have heard him mention that Liang Qichao had sent another telegram from Paris, saying that the diplomatic efforts on the Shandong issue at the peace conference had completely failed.

"But what did they do in Zhaojialou, and the failure of diplomacy was not Uncle Cao's problem." Yao Yilei is still not sensitive enough to national affairs after all.

"Because this Uncle Cao of yours is pro-Japanese, the students don't look for him to find anyone, but you don't have to worry, Xiucai rebelled, and if it doesn't work for three years, they just go to scold a few words, and they won't do it."

"Then I'm relieved." Yao Yilei patted her chest, she felt that what Chen Zikun said was very reasonable, the student was not a bandit, and he would never do anything out of the ordinary, so he didn't have to worry too much about his mother.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the car door, and when he turned his head to see a few anxious young faces, Chen Zikun lowered the window and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"One of our classmates suddenly fell ill, could you please take him to the hospital?"

Chen Zikun looked at it, and sure enough, there was a young man dressed as a student sitting on the ground, his face was pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Get in the car." Chan opened the door and carried the sick number onto the bus with the students, who had limited space and could not fit a few people, so the students recommended one person to accompany them to the hospital.

The car drove straight to the nearest French hospital, and Chan asked, "What is this classmate's illness?" ”

"He had tuberculosis before, and this demonstration made his voice hoarse, causing an old disease, and he had hemoptysis just now." The classmate introduced, and complained about the sick number: "Guo Qinguang, don't let you come, you want to come."

"I'm not allowed to participate in the demonstration, I'd rather die." Guo Qinguang's voice was very weak, his breathing was very short, but his face was flushed with a sickly flush.

"Why are you marching?" Yao Yilei asked a very silly question, which immediately aroused Guo Qinguang's anger.

"This young lady, you probably didn't read the "National Gazette" the day before yesterday, Mr. Lin Changmin wrote an article appealing: "Shandong is dead, the country will not be a country, and I am willing to join 40,000 people to swear to die!" Qingdao was forcibly occupied by Japan! China is dying, but you are still here...... It's really a businesswoman who doesn't know how to hate the country. ”

Guo Qinguang was stern in his words, with cold eyebrows, but Yao Yilei continued to ask without knowing each other at all: "Qingdao has been forcibly occupied by the Japanese for four years, why did you think of the demonstration until now?" ”

It's really not more than half a sentence of speculation, Guo Qinguang sneered and shook his head, and was about to say a big truth, when the classmate next to him persuaded: "People kindly sent you to the hospital, so you can say a few words." ”

When the car arrived at the hospital, Guo Qinguang recovered a little spirit, thanked the two, and entered the hospital with the support of his classmates.

Zhaojialou was originally the mansion of Zhao Wensu, a scholar of Wenge University in Longqing Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty, and was later purchased by Cao Rulin, built more and more magnificent, the courtyard is a combination of Chinese and Western, lawn pavilions are readily available, Yao Mansion is much shabby compared with it, but today's Zhaojialou is different from the past, the door is open, the wall windows are full of rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, several of the houses have been ignited, the fire is raging, but there are still many people chasing and scolding in the yard.

Chen Zikun and Yao Yilei hurriedly ran into the courtyard, and saw several students punching and kicking around a person, one of the students brandished an iron rod and beat the man's head, the sound of the iron rod breaking through the air whined, which was terrifying, and the students scolded while beating: "Kill you, a traitor, and eliminate harm for the people!" ”

Not far away, there was a reporter wearing a top hat, holding a camera and grabbing the lens, it was Ruan Mingchuan, an acquaintance he had just met today.

"Isn't that Uncle Zhang, save him!" Yao Yilei recognized the person who was beaten as her father's friend, Zhang Zongxiang, the minister to Japan, and hurriedly shook Chen Zikun's arm and begged him to help.

Chen Zikun couldn't see so many people bullying one, and was about to step forward, but a man in a suit rushed out of the stab, threw himself on Zhang Zongxiang, and shouted something in Japanese, the students tried hard to move him, but to no avail, so they had to throw down the iron rod and scold: "It's cheap for you traitor today!" ”

Suddenly, the sirens sounded loudly in the distance, followed by the sound of footsteps like a torrential rain, the patrol officers in black uniforms and the soldiers in gray uniforms of the brigade arrived at the scene, the students screamed in surprise and fled in all directions.

Chen Zikun wore a white shirt and looked like a student, but he was also injured and was driven to the male student team with the butt of a gun, while Yao Yilei was driven to the side of the female student.

Ruan Mingchuan held his camera high and shouted: "I am a newspaper reporter. The police didn't arrest him, they just drove him away.

Seeing that the situation had reached this point, they hurriedly ordered to put out the fire and save people, and the unconscious Zhang Zongxiang was carried into a car and dragged away, and all the arrested students were escorted to the police department.

The hapless Chen Zikun was also escorted to the police department, where he was locked up with the students, and inside the bars, the students' excitement calmed down a little and they began to talk to each other.

"I'm from Peking University, where are you?"

"I'm from the High Master."

"I'm from Huiwen."

"Classmate, what about you?" A student asked enthusiastically patting Chan on the shoulder.

"I'm pulling a foreign cart." Chen Zikun looked at him and recognized that it was the person who beat Zhang Zongxiang with an iron rod in Zhao's house.

"Aren't you Chan Tsz Kun?" An unfamiliar Peking University student shouted, Chen Zikun knew that the competition between him and Xu Er was in a uproar at Peking University, and many people knew him, so he nodded and said calmly: "It's me." ”

The man became excited and said to everyone: "He is indeed a coachman, but he is also from our Peking University!" ”

"I'm Kuang Husheng from Beijing Higher Normal School." The iron-roded student held out his hand to Chan.

The person next to him said: "Kuang Husheng has made a great contribution today, if he hadn't brought fire oil and tap fire, this fire might not have been able to burn." ”

"It was he who jumped into the Cao family first, and Kuang Husheng is our pioneer and our hero."

Chen Zikun was suddenly in awe, this Kuang Husheng is really powerful, he is so fierce in front of college students, if he becomes a horse thief outside the gate, it will not kill a piece of the sky.

"Fortunately." Chan shook Kuang's hand.

……

In the superintendent's office, Wu Bingxiang was upset and had a dry mouth, today the students made a big fuss, burned Chief Cao's house, and injured Zhang Zongxiang, this chaos seems to be just the beginning, and I, the police chief, am afraid that I will have a headache for a while.

"Report!" The subordinate knocked on the door and came in, raised his hand and saluted: "Among the students arrested just now, there is a girl who claims to be the daughter of Deputy Chief Yao of the Ministry of Communications. ”

The daughter of the old Yao family is really uneasy, she has to be involved in everything, Wu Bingxiang didn't have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter, waved his hand and said, "Let it go." ”

Yao Yilei was released, and she also wanted to rescue Chen Zikun, but the entire police department was in a mess, and no one had time to deal with her, so she had to go home for help.

When I returned to the Yao Mansion, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a frightened face.

"Mommy." Yao Yilei threw herself into her mother's arms, "Are you okay?" ”

"Mommy is fine, huh, how do you know something is wrong?" Mrs. Yao was a little surprised.

"I went to Zhao's house, and I was arrested by the police by mistake, Chen Zikun is still locked up by them, Mommy, hurry up and save him." Yao Yilei said hurriedly.

"You know you're in trouble for me! What to save, don't go back to the house to reflect! Yao Jichang's majestic voice sounded, his face was full of anger, Yao Yilei knew that her father was really angry this time, she didn't dare to speak, and went back to the house obediently.

Yao Cichang looked at his daughter's back and sighed, and said to his wife: "Zhang Zongxiang was seriously injured by them, I will go to the hospital now, you guard your daughter well at home, and you must not make any more trouble." ”