Situ Leiden quickly ended his secret visit to Jiangdong and returned to Nanjing, and Chen Zikun told Liu Ting about his visit, and Liu Ting sighed: "How can I give up a great opportunity to others." ”

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "You are the head of the analysis of major things, how small things are confused, this vice president's position is a pit, whoever jumps into it will die, my qualifications and strength are not enough, if you are hard, you can only bring humiliation on yourself, Li Zongren has the Gui forces and Bai Chongxi's 200,000 male soldiers behind him, he is much stronger than Hu Shi and Sun Ke and others." ”

Liu Ting said: "I still think that if you try your best, there is no hope, with the assistance of the United States, and then negotiate with *** to form a coalition government, you can also divide the river and govern it." ”

Chen Zikun said: "If there is hope in 45 years, now *** full of good cards, you have to reshuffle the cards again, how do people want, besides, China is now a mess, no one can untie tens of millions of dead knots, the only way is to cut it with a knife." ”

Liu Ting seemed to understand: "You mean that the government is running out?" ”

Chen Zikun nodded slowly.

……

In Zhongnanhai, Beiping, in the Juren Hall of the Chairman of the Nationalist Government, Li Zongren, the director of the Forbidden City, dressed in the uniform of a general, was pacing, the floor was covered with a West Asian carpet, the corner tower of the Forbidden City was outside the window, and a telegram from Chen Zikun was placed on the desk.

At this moment, Li Zongren was full of ambition, the Americans supported his candidacy for vice president, and Chen Zikun also sent a secret telegram expressing his full support, as for the party rivals Cheng Qian and Yu Youren, he was also sure to persuade, but Bai Chongxi and Huang Shao, who are also from the Gui family, held different opinions and did not support his run for this meaningless vice president.

Li Zongren was also a little hesitant, he decided to ask Bu and find the best fortune teller in Beiping City to calculate his career, and the adjutant had already gone to invite the famous Hu Banxian.

Ten minutes later, Hu Banxian came to Zhongnanhai, he looked very young in his thirties, wearing a navy blue tunic and a pair of sunglasses, not like a fortune teller, but like a party cadre.

Li Zongren looked at Hu Banxian's appearance, and said in his heart that this person could not be Lang's name, but since everyone came, he asked for good luck for his family and sent the money to the two of them.

Hu Banxian stood at the door of Juren Hall and suddenly stopped, looked at the kiss on the ridge of the hall and said: "If you don't go up to the sky, you can't go down to the ground, this taste is not good." ”

Li Zongren chuckled in his heart.

Isn't this exactly what I am talking about my current situation, the so-called director of the Northern Parallel Yuan, nominally in charge of military and political affairs in North China, is a feudal official, but has no power, it is purely an empty shelf, and he was transferred to Beiping, far away from the Guangxi base area, and he can't use his strength, it is really a feeling of not being able to connect with the world and not entering the ground, this Hu Banxian, God!

He hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Hu, welcome, welcome." ”

Hu Banxian is neither humble nor arrogant: "Director Li, I've been looking up for a long time." ”

After some greetings, Li Zongren pretended to say: "I have a relative who recently went south, and I invited my husband to come to ask about the good luck." ”

Hu Banxian looked at Li Zongren for a while, and said with a strange smile: "I'm afraid that the people who are going south are not your relatives, but Director Li himself, right?" ”

Li Zongren's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Hu is really as wise as a torch, I am about to go south to do something, I don't know how to grasp the geometry?" ”

Hu Banxian looked around left and right, and Li Zongren understood and retreated left and right.

"I watched the sky at night, the purple star was dim, as if it was falling, and a big star in the north suddenly shined, faintly replaced......" Hu Banxian suddenly stopped, smiled, and picked up the teacup to blow the heat.

Li Zongren is a politician and warlord who has been up and down in the sea for many years, this point of determination is still there, his decision to run for vice president has not yet been made, no more than five people in China know about it, Hu Banxian is a fortune teller in Beiping City, he can guess in his heart, it seems that there are really two brushes.

"I don't know what Mr. means?" Li Zongren deliberately pretended to be stupid.

Hu Banxian said: "When the director goes south, he will definitely succeed, not only will he get his wish, but he will be able to go further in time." ”

The words have already been said on this, so there is no need to pretend to be stupid, Li Zongren was overjoyed, and bowed to the end: "Thank you, Mr. for your guidance, come here, bring Xie Yi up." ”

This hexagram is really enough, Li Zongren gave a small yellow croaker.

The adjutant sent Hu Banxian out of Zhongnanhai, and the fortune teller walked away step by step, sighing lightly: "A big star in the north may not be Your Excellency......"

A tricycle passed in front of him, Hu Banxian's eyes lit up, and he beckoned: "Three wheels!" ”

The coachman braked the tricycle, and the young man looked back and smiled brightly: "Sir, where are you going?" ”

Hu Banxian said: "Hou Sheng, I see that your Yin Tang is dark, your family is in trouble, I'll calculate a hexagram for you......"

"Thank you, do your own thing." Xue Da bolted up the tricycle and left, these three wheels are better than foreign cars, pull more and run fast and save effort, two three-wheeled running jobs at home, life is passable.

Looking at the back of the big bolt disappearing on Chang'an Street, Hu Banxian shook his head and sighed: "It's a catastrophe." ”

Tired for a long time, earned a bunch of tickets, the big bolt hurriedly ran to the black market to exchange some copper, now the fiat currency is like waste paper, buy a baked cake are hundreds of thousands of yuan, the people quietly took out the hidden silver dollars and copper are used, there are people in the black market to exchange this, go late and can't change, the price is rubbing up.

Exchanged the copper, the big bolt went to buy two catties of stick noodles, a cabbage, pedaling the tricycle home, the hair alley is getting more and more dilapidated, the first day has just rained, the ground feces and urine rain cross-flow, Huang Yingying's commotion is smoky, if you pull the foreign car, you have to get your shoes dirty, the loss is three wheels, and the foot will pass.

When he came to the door, he shouted, "I'm back." But he didn't see his younger brothers and sisters come out to greet him, he was suspicious, he walked two steps inside, and saw a group of police gendarmes and plainclothes detectives standing at home.

Baoqing and Xing'er stood at the door of the hall, a few children trembled and hid behind them, Baoqing pulled a few children to grow up, for decades to get up early and work in the dark, long lost the sharpness of the year, in front of the military and police Gent-special did not dare to speak, but Xing'er had the courage, she said confidently: "We don't have gold bars at home, you have come to the wrong place." ”

The chief inspector said: "Sister-in-law, I repeat that the state has issued a plan for emergency economic measures, private individuals are not allowed to hold gold, and it is a crime to hide gold bars privately, and it is to disrupt the country's economic order, understand?" The sin of killing the head. ”

Xing'er said: "When you talk about the heavens, if you don't have it, you don't have it." ”

The inspector sneered: "We have conclusive evidence, your family has a broad relative in Shanghai, who came to Beiping the year before last and gave you ten big sticks, and the neighbors all know it, right, Second Master Bai?" ”

Bai Er leaned over: "Yes, there is nothing wrong at all, they have ten gold bars in their house, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of silver dollars." ”

Xing'er was furious: "Bai Er, you have to speak with your conscience, do you think our family looks like there are gold bars?" ”

The family is surrounded by four walls, and the children have dishes on their faces, and they really don't look like wealthy families, but these military and police officers have no mercy at all, and the inspector said impatiently: "Since we don't pay it, then blame us for being polite, arrest people, and detain the car!" ”

The policemen pounced like wolves, twisted Baoqing's arm and pressed it to the ground, and the big bolt roared angrily: "Let go of my father!" Just as he was about to rush forward and fight desperately, a gendarme gave him a blow with a baton, the butt of the rifle was fisted and kicked, the big bolt was beaten and rolled, and finally he was arrested by the police with his father, and the two tricycles that the family earned money were also taken away.

The children were crying, but Xing'er wanted to cry without tears, there were four gold bars hidden at home, but this money was not their own, but Li Yaoting's shares, and they couldn't move until they had to, the country came up with a policy of Laoshizi, buying gold at last year's price, which was no different from Ming robbery, and the last bit of people's fat and ointment among the people was also scraped and searched, but for the lives of her husband and son, Xing'er still decided to give up the gold.

She went to find Li Junqing first, but now Li Junqing is not very good, these people in power after the recovery are too ugly, they only care about fishing, and they don't care about anything else, these old politicians in Beiping, ** Lake, are not even a fart in front of the new magnates.

An old friend suffered, Li Junqing couldn't sit idly by, he asked Xing'er: "Is there any gold at home?" ”

Xing'er said: "Yes, Junzi gave five small strips, used one, and there are four left." ”

Li Junqing said: "It's easy to do with gold, but now you can only break the fortune and avoid disasters, you give me the gold, and I will help you dredge it." ”

Xing'er took out the burden, untied it slowly, revealing the four gold bars hidden inside, and said with tears in her eyes: "Brother, you must rescue Baoqing and the big bolt." ”

Li Junqing's eyes flickered slightly: "Sister-in-law, I must do it properly." ”

He took the gold bar to the police station, handed the gold to the inspector who handled the case, and the inspector handed him a gold bar: "Master Li, this is your commission, don't forget the brothers next time you have such information." ”

"Definitely, definitely." Li Junqing put away the gold bars, hugged his fists and said goodbye, and when he raised his arm, the tear under the armpit of the tunic was exposed, and the collar and cuffs of the clothes were also worn bald.

After a week, Baoqing and Da Shuan were finally released, but the two tricycles were confiscated, and the two returned home with a scar, Xing'er made a table of meals, porridge with sticks and noodles, pickle pimples, and the children stared at each other and their stomachs growled.

"It's good if people come back, let's eat." Apricot said.

Baoqing and Da Shuan picked up the bowl, sucked and drank the porridge, looking at the deep wrinkles on her husband's forehead, Xing'er felt that her nose was sour.

"Mother, I'm hungry." Wubao said with an empty bowl.

"When you're hungry, you go to sleep, and when you fall asleep, you don't get hungry." Apricot coaxed the child.

"I'm so hungry that I can't sleep." Wubao said.

Da Shu silently picked up the empty bowl of Wubao and gave him half of his porridge.

In the middle of the night, Wubao suddenly said that his stomach hurts, and he died of pain, Baoqing hurriedly hugged his son to see a doctor, and the street dogs barked constantly in the middle of the night, Baoqing suddenly remembered that thirty years ago, he had asked Langzhong to see a doctor for Xing'er Niang, time flies, this city, this street, basically nothing has changed.

The family has all the valuable things, not even overnight food, how can there be money to see a doctor for his son, and the hospital will not accept it if there is no money, Baoqing went to the Chinese medicine clinic to save his life with Wubao on his back, his son was lying on his back, his voice was getting weaker and weaker, and when he arrived at Langzhong's house, he was out of breath.

Lang Zhong checked it and said that he had colic, the same disease as Xing'er Niang back then, and the child was in pain to death.

Baoqing and Xing'er's youngest son died like this, Baoqing borrowed an iron shovel, and went to the mass grave outside the city with the big bolt, dug a pit, and put Wubao in it, the youngest son's face was pale, and his eyelashes seemed to tremble.

"Five Treasures." Baoqing shouted in a hoarse voice and choked up.

Da Zhu wiped away his tears, covered his brother with a broken mat, sprinkled a handful of soil, piled up a small grave, and the father and son sat silently for a while before leaving.

Under the setting sun, Baoqing's steps were particularly faltering.