At the end of summer and autumn, heavy rains always inadvertently patronize Shanghai ().

Looking out from the window on the third floor of the French Concession, there were far fewer pedestrians on the streets, and most of the van drivers were hiding on street corners to avoid the rain, while a few green skins whistled at two schoolgirls who were handing out leaflets, and the Indian patrol officers with thick turbans ignored them.

As the most modern city in China, Shanghai shines brightly even in the entire Far East, HSBC, Standard Chartered, Citigroup, France and other famous banks have taken this place as the first stop to enter the Chinese market.

This is a country that must change!

Song Jiaoren pinched the back of the window railing with green tendons already on the back, there are too many suction veins inserted in this country, if it can't be changed, then one day even the bone marrow will be drained.

However, there is always an inexplicable anxiety when returning from Sichuan, the four questions when Yang Qiu holds a gun to his head are always haunting, the Beiyang family has a heavy army, and Yuan Shikai's family is not reassuring, the concessions all over the country, the plundering of foreign capital that goes deep into the bloodline, and the haze of civil war once the revolution fails.

How do you go down this road?

"Mr. Song, Mr. Huang and Mr. Chen are here."

Song Jiaoren turned his head to see that Miao Yuan was already standing behind him, and sighed: "Your sister's her." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your concern." Miao Yuan's eyebrows crossed a worry and said, "You are doing a big thing, I will inform the brothers to find Miao Luo." ”

"Okay." After Song Jiaoren finished speaking, he was afraid that Miao Yuan would mess up, so he advised: "Yang Qiu could take my life that day, but he didn't do it, so it can be seen that this person is afraid that he is not really a lackey of the Manchu Dynasty, so it is not necessary." ”

"Sir, don't worry, Miao Yuan knows how to do it."

Hearing this, Song Jiaoren was a little relieved, and when he walked out of the bedroom, he saw Chen Qimei, who was wearing a top hat, holding a cigarette and green skin, and was happily talking to Huang Xing, who had come to Shanghai for treatment, whispering something, the latter was disheartened because of Huang Huagang's affairs, and had been hiding in Hong Kong under the pretext of healing his mind, and when he saw Song Jiaoren, he still didn't seem to be in the mood to speak first.

Chen Qimei also saw Song Jiaoren, but he didn't throw away the cigarettes, he knew that many people couldn't get used to him messing with the youth gang, going in and out of bathhouses and brothels, saying that he smoked a lot of cigarettes and prostituted women and didn't look like a revolutionary comrade, but if he didn't do this, how could he raise a gang of brothers, and how could he have today's status without brothers!

So he sneered twice in his heart, put on a smiling face and said, "Brother fisherman is in a good mood today." ”

Song Jiaoren obviously didn't have the slightest smile on his face, but this guy said that he was in a good mood, this wasn't a deliberate face-loss! Miao Yuan's face darkened all of a sudden, and Huang Xing hurriedly changed the topic when he saw this, and said, "Fisherman, I will go back to Hong Kong tomorrow, and today I am here to discuss the matter proposed by Sun Wu to launch in Wuchang." ”

"What? Does Sun Wu really want to do something in Wuchang? Song Jiaoren didn't want to argue with Chen Qimei, so he also turned to Huang Xing and asked: "Wuchang is heavily guarded, although they say that a lot of soldiers have been mobilized, but the number of people is less than a battalion, if you act hastily, I'm afraid it will ......." ”

Although Song Jiaoren did not continue to say, everyone knew what he meant, the domestic and foreign elites accumulated by the Huanghuagang First Battle League over the years were all lost, and Mr. Zhongshan was also forced to flee overseas, and many comrades were already discouraged, so more people turned their attention to Sichuan, trying to use the Baolu Movement to achieve the first uprising, but at this time Sun Wu proposed to raise things in Wuchang, which was really not reassuring.

Huang Xing also knew that it was difficult, if Sun Wu failed again, the last elite of the Kuomintang in the land of China would also be destroyed, and they would probably have to go to the open sea to be a duke, so he took out the telegram sent by Sun Wu and introduced the preparations again: "Sun Wu means that his comrades over there are ready to take on the first responsibility, and there are more of our people in the army, the biggest problem at present is arms and explosives, although Zhang Biao and Ruicheng are not in harmony, but they are very strict in this matter, and now we only have some pistols on our side, and there are basically no spears, Recently, Chuwangtai has changed the pipe belt again, and the management is more strict, and I am afraid that it will be troublesome to get enough guns before the first uprising. ”

"We still have some arms in our youth gang, and we should be able to buy a little bit if we find a way to contact the Japanese, but the amount is not much, and if Wuchang makes a move, all parts of the country will definitely follow, and I am afraid that there will not be so many." Chen Qimei bit her cigarette and shook her fingers: "In my opinion, Keqiang should send a telegram and ask Sun Wu and them to stop fooling around, Sichuan is the most important thing now." ”

After the defeat in Guangzhou, Huang Xing has been waiting for the opportunity to justify his name, so he also thought about being the first in Wuchang, but Wuchang is too difficult, listening to Chen Qimei's disapproval, and it is not good to hit the enthusiasm below, think about it and say: "Wuchang is not impossible, but the danger is too great, if there are more guns, it may be better."

The three towns of Wuchang are separated, the Yangtze River and the Han River are separated, and the army is not mobilized so quickly, so as long as a batch of guns can be concentrated, the governor and the admiral yamen can be quickly defeated, and the arsenal should be ...... There is hope, but I am still inclined to strengthen Sichuan and try to open up the situation there. Huang Xing didn't dare to guarantee it, and the more he spoke, the lower his tone became, as if all the sharp energy had been consumed in Huanghuagang, so Song Jiaoren secretly sighed and asked, "By the way, have the new Chu Wangtai's pipes brought them into contact?" ”

"That person's name is Xiao Anguo, and he is Yang Qiu's comrade, and Sun Wu and they don't dare to contact him rashly." As soon as Huang Xing finished speaking, Chen Qimei was displeased, took out a second cigarette and lit it, pointed at Huang Xing and said: "What are you afraid of, if you want money, give money, if you want a woman, you will give a woman, if you want to smoke a lot, I will ask the brothers in the gang to give him more, if these are not good, simply tie up Yang Qiu's second uncle of the red guy and talk about it." ”

"Ince, we're here to discuss business." The more Song Jiaoren listened, the more he didn't taste it, and interjected: "Don't bring in your gang's set." ”

Chen Qimei was unhappy when she heard it, and glared and said, "What's wrong with the gang?" How many people are gangs here in Shanghai? If you don't have a gang cover, can you be so leisurely in Shanghai? ”

"Okay, okay, don't fight, everyone is a comrade, and they are all for the overthrow of the Manchus, it doesn't matter if the methods are different, as long as the goal is the same." Huang Xing also knew that Chen Qimei and Song Jiaoren had not been very compatible, so he hurriedly said: "Fisherman, don't be angry, although Yingshi's words are a little rougher, it is not unreasonable, corrupting Manchu officers and officials is also a means." ”

Seeing that Huang Xingquan was defending Chen Qimei, Song Jiaoren was reluctant to tear his face, and said: "I don't mean anything else, but you have to be careful with this person, if you can't buy it but are told by him, then it is dangerous to promote the first righteousness of Wuchang ()." ”

"Since you're afraid of snitching, why do you want everyone to stop killing Yang Qiu's red guy and his comrades for the time being?" Chen Qimei said angrily: "According to me, directly sending someone to kill that red guy is the best way." ”

Song Jiaoren didn't expect Chen Qimei to mention this matter, but it was indeed his instruction to not move Yang Qiu for the time being, and he was suddenly angry, and just about to refute Huang Xing had already said: "Yingshi, Yang Qiu is now a 42-standard standard, a few days ago, Jiang Yiwu's unauthorized action has caused an uproar, even Miss Miao's life and death are unknown, fortunately, it did not affect the comrades in the army, and now that Sun Wu is determined to do something, I think it is right not to move him for the time being, so as not to startle the snake."

After Huang Xing finished speaking, he saw that the two of them were no longer arguing before asking: "By the way, I heard that Yang Qiu grew up in Shanghai, have you checked his details?" ”

"The brothers in the gang have already checked." Chen Qimei said hatefully: "Yang Qiu's parents have been doing kerosene business with the Italian Macente company since they came to Shanghai ten years ago, and after their death five years ago, the business was transferred to the name of the sworn brother, that is, the current uncle of the red guy, Yang Qiu himself has been taken care of by him, his uncle originally let him go to France to study, but he himself returned to Hubei to serve as a soldier after studying in the German concession, and even his uncle only recently learned about it. ”

"It's strange, since he is studying Western studies, why should he be a lackey of the Qing court?" Huang Xing looked at Chen Qimei with some surprise, and the latter pursed his lips and sneered: "A red guy is a red guy, what can't you figure out, you can become our comrade after reading Western studies?" You see that he is now prosperous and has money and power, so he can know his heart! ”

Huang Xing patted the table and said: "Anyway, this person has now become a stumbling block for us, and when the overall situation is decided, Sun Wu and they must find a way to get rid of him, in addition, Wu Yuzhang has already sent me a telegram, Chengdu has stabilized, they are ready to start again, this fire always has to be burned." ”

"I think it's not just about burning, it's about burning the plains." Chen Qimei said proudly: "Don't do anything Wuchang, can those mud legs in the society do it?" It is a matter of no spectrum at all, and we should concentrate on supporting Sichuan with all our might, only in this way can we pry the foundation of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. ”

Song Jiaoren rolled his eyes at Chen Qimei, and said: "How can it be so simple, Sichuan is only in the northwest border, and the road into Sichuan is controlled by the Manchu Tartars, unless Sichuan is allowed to establish an independent government first, otherwise...... ()。 ”

"The fisherman is right, I have already called back Wu Yuzhang and asked them to find a way to create chaos and then fight for independence! As long as the banner of independence is erected and the whole country is moved, it is easy to say. ”

"Keqiang, you immediately go back to Hong Kong to deploy Guangzhou, if Sichuan can become independent first, your side must be launched immediately, and I will go back to find someone to send some explosives to Sun Wu." After everyone made some arrangements for the first meaning, Chen Qimei didn't want to see Song Jiaoren again for a moment, so she hugged her fists and prepared to leave, and when she opened the door, she saw a person rushing into the room.

Chen Qimei recognized this person, he was a reporter from the Democracy Daily and one of the liaison officers on Song Jiaoren's side, and when he saw his hurried steps, he couldn't help but temporarily dispel the idea of leaving immediately, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Mr. Song, Editor-in-Chief Yu asked me to tell you that we sent a telegram to Sichuan reporter that Zhao Erfeng's old dog arrested Pu Dianjun and others from the Baolu Society, and slaughtered dozens of protesting citizens on the street, and now the whole Chengdu is in chaos, and the Elder Brothers Association has besieged the city and is attacking!"

"Great!" Huang Xing jumped up happily like a child, he didn't expect that he would have to get such big news from Sichuan when he came to Shanghai to recheck the injury on his hand this time! As long as Sichuan takes the lead in independence, it will definitely be able to drive the whole country!

Song Jiaoren was also very happy, and immediately said: "Keqiang, Ince, you should contact all places as soon as possible, and the explosives and guns should be transported as soon as possible, and find a way to tell Sun Wu that our focus is on Sichuan during this time, so we can only get him some guns and explosives first, so that they should be careful themselves." ”

Chen Qimei pouted, why did he preside over the overall situation and make himself superior, but he had to run around all day and not please! So, without saying a word, he slammed the door and walked out.

The banging of the door made Song Jiaoren scratch his head secretly, looking at Huang Xing, who was elated, and suddenly thought of those four questions, could it really be said by Yang Qiu, the revolution is not completely leading to the warlords and frequent civil wars?