224, Autumn Wind Sword Lonely Minister's Tears (II)

When Sun Yuanqi heard that Zhang Zhidong vomited blood at the military plane, three days had passed. No pop-up window update fast // In Hubei, Sun Yuanqi is Zhang Zhidong's subordinate; Now that I'm in the school department, I'm still a subordinate of Zhang Zhidong. From this level of relationship, Sun Yuanqi should also visit.

According to the usual practice, Sun Yuanqi went to Lianzi Hutong before going to Zhangfu. The old man opened his dim old eyes: "Ah, you haven't gone yet?" The old man thought you had visited early in the morning! ”

Sun Yuanqi was a little ashamed: "I have been cooking about the school outside the city two days ago, and I only heard the news when I entered the city today, so I hurriedly came over to ask my uncle and grandfather's opinion." ”

"Go, of course! Xiangtao has been taking care of you quite a lot over the years, and now he is disobedient, as a subordinate and junior, how can you not visit? The old man frowned and said, "I don't know what Xiangtao's condition is." Now the Hanchen in the court and the central government all respect Xiangtao, if he has anything to do, he is afraid that the world will have a lot of trouble. Alas, I wish Xiangtao a speedy recovery! ”

Sun Yuan got up and said goodbye: "Since this is the case, then I will go to visit, and I will report to you when I come back for the specific situation." ”

"Wait a while, the old man will write a letter to greet Xiangtao, you can bring it to him for me." The old man fumbled and put on his reading glasses, took the letterhead, wrote a few lines tremblingly, folded it and handed it to Sun Yuanqi.

Zhang Zhidong was sick, and the officials of the capital, regardless of size, all went to offer condolences, and for a time the official sedan chair blocked the alley in front of Zhang's mansion. Sun Yuan went to the mouth of the alley and was about to get off the sedan chair and walk, but those officials saw a four-lift sedan chair with a soap cover, soap curtain, and silver top, and hurriedly moved a way.

In the residence of the Minister of Military Aircraft, sesame grains below the fifth grade are naturally only the ones who look at the ocean and sigh, and the officials above the third grade can reluctantly go in to have a cup of tea. Fortunately, the concierge of Zhangfu was still the one when he was in Hubei, and when he saw Sun Yuanqi through the crack in the door, he hurriedly opened the door and welcomed him in.

The person in the queue at the back waited at the door for a long time and couldn't enter the house, and was very dissatisfied when he saw this: "Whose family is this?" No matter how horizontal it is, you don't need to hand over the prayer post, you can enter as soon as you call the door. ”

The man who cleared the door replied on the side: "Don't you know?" He is Sun Yuanqi, the left waiter of the school. ”

"Isn't the squire's son amazing?" The man who began to speak was a little disdainful, "This is the root of the imperial city, and the most important thing is the princes and nobles, the children of the official eunuchs, and the children of the princes and nobles, can smash a few yellow and red belts when they drop a leaf, what is his son angry?" ”

The man who answered sneered: "You didn't hear clearly? The person who went in just now was Shilang himself, and his uncle and grandfather were Shouzhou Zhongtang! Why, do you think it's not eye-catching? ”

"Ah, that lord is a squire?" The person who spoke was dumbfounded, "Why is he so young, I wonder if he is less than thirty years old, right?" ”

"Looks pretty young! Of course, the actual age is not very old, only thirty-three or four-year-old this year. It is rumored that he is the youngest Han squire in the country. As long as there is no accident, he can take charge of a ministry or dominate a province before the age of 40, and enter the military plane before the age of 50. You say that such a young talent, can Zhang Fu not open the door to greet him? ”

"Brother Tai is really knowledgeable, and the younger brother has been taught!"

Sun Yuanqi naturally didn't know about the conversation between the two at the door, and after entering the door, he asked, "How is Xiangshuai's health?" This time, my uncle and grandfather Shouzhou Gong also asked me to greet Xiang Shuai on my behalf. ”

The porter held a cup of fragrant tea: "Lord Sun, please wait, the little one will go to the backyard to ask and see if my master can meet the guests." After a while, the porter turned back: "Lord Sun, my lord is invited!" ”

As the servant came to the study, he pushed the door and saw Zhang Zhidong leaning on the bamboo couch by the desk, and his sons Zhang Renquan and Zhang Renkan were taking care of him on the side. It is now the eighth month of the Western calendar, the weather outside is unbearably hot, but the house is cool and pleasant, and Zhang Zhidong is even covered with a thin blanket. I think there are a lot of ice cubes in the room.

Seeing Sun Yuan getting up, Zhang Zhidong put down the book, and Zhang Renquan and Zhang Renkan also hurriedly got up. Sun Yuanqi stepped forward to salute Zhang Zhidong, and said in his heart: Zhang Zhidong, as one of the four famous ministers of the late Qing Dynasty, has made important contributions to the development of China's modern heavy industry and education, and it is not a shame to kowtow to him.

Zhang Zhidong waved his hand: "Baixi is too polite." ”

When Zhang Renquan and Zhang Renkan heard this, they hurriedly came over to help Sun Yuanqi. Zhang Renquan, who is in his forties, is now a Langzhong of the Ministry of Rites, while Zhang Renkan is a similar age to Sun Yuanqi and is a student of the Ministry of Posts and Communications. Although they are both "Lang", Lang Zhong and Wai Lang are a lot worse than Shi Lang, where do the two of them dare to accept Sun Yuanqi's courtesy.

Sun Yuanqi took out the letter from the old man's bosom and handed it over: "Xiangshuai, this is a letter from your uncle and grandfather Shouzhougong, please take a look." ”

Zhang Zhidong stretched out his thin arm to take the letter, and said while reading: "Baixi took Rong Qing's letter to see the old man, this is really a coincidence, and it is a rare interesting story. ”

Sun Yuanqi was confused: "How do you say this?" ”

Zhang Zhidong said: "Rong Qing was appointed as a scholar in Hubei in the third year of Tongzhi in 4), and his next term is an old man, and you will go to Hubei to serve as a scholar forty years later." Isn't that a coincidence, you say? ”

No wonder the old man and Zhang Zhidong are so familiar, it turns out that there is still this relationship. Sun Yuanqi said modestly: "How can the younger generation be compared with Xiangshuai and Shouzhou Gong? Both of you are university scholars. ”

Zhang Zhidong said with a smile: "Baixi is too modest. In his early thirties, he served as a left waiter, and there were few in the two or three hundred years of the dynasty! You have a great future and a long future, and the old man has little time, how can you compare? As long as you guard against arrogance and rashness, you will definitely be able to catch up. ”

Sun Yuanqi snorted: "The younger generation must not waver, never slacken, not toss, carry forward the fine tradition, and strive for greater glory." ”

"Baixi, when you were the envoy of Hubei, you happened to be thirty years old, right? I think that when the old man Jian put Hubei to study politics, he was also thirty years old. But you are the right attendant of the school from the second grade, and the old man is only the editor of the Hanlin Academy of the seventh grade. Zhang Zhidong seems to be recalling the peerless elegance of the year, "The old man's predecessor Sun Xinnong (Sun Nianzu) is the leader of Xianfeng for nine years, the previous Rong Qing (Sun Jianai) is the champion of Xianfeng for nine years, the old man is the champion of Tongzhi for two years, the latter Hong Wenqing (Hong Jun) is the champion of Tongzhi for seven years, and the next Wang Xingwu (Wang Wenzai) is the seventh year of Tongzhi Tanhua, and the next Liang Dounan (Liang Yishu) is the champion of Tongzhi for ten years. The six consecutive terms were all first-class backgrounds, and the officials at that time regarded it as a supreme honor to serve as a Hubei scholar! ”

Sun Yuanqi didn't expect Zhang Zhidong to talk about the history of revolutionaries, so he had to listen with a smile.

Zhang Zhidong also seemed to realize that he was a little off-topic, and immediately went around and went back: "Baixi, when you were in Hubei, you drastically abolished many schools, and built many new schools according to local conditions, which can be described as brave and diligent. Why did you suddenly become timid after returning to Beijing? Is it 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but when they have horns, they are afraid of wolves'? ”

Sun Yuanqi smiled bitterly: "When I was in Hubei, I had the full support of Xiang Shuai above, and I could deploy officials of all sizes below, without any constraints, so I could naturally do whatever I wanted." When I returned to Beijing, there were uncles everywhere, how dare I go under the knife casually? Even if you have some ideas in your heart, you can't put them into practice. Let's just say that a few months ago, I saw a mess in the hall of Beijing Normal University, and I wanted to consult with the chief superintendent Liu Tingchen and Lord Liu to discuss how to change, but who knew that Lord Liu avoided me. He is the third grade, I am from the second grade, what do you think I can do? ”

For suing this kind of villain, Sun Yuanqi has no mental pressure at all.

Zhang Zhidong smiled bitterly: Sun Yuanqi's predicament, isn't it a copy of what he encountered? Alas, if you want to cross the Yellow River and the ice and the river, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang, and it is difficult to walk!

After collecting his emotions, Zhang Zhidong asked again: "Then what are your plans in the near future?" ”

Sun Yuanqi replied: "Since the Xianfeng period, the war has been endless, and the collection of books in the world has gone seven or eight. Even those who survive now, there are many who are in the middle of survival. If you don't collect and protect it in time, I'm afraid you will regret it in the future. Therefore, I would like to ask the Faculty to set up a large library in Beijing and shoulder the important task of collecting books for the world.

"If the school agrees and allocates sufficient funds, it can send people around to search for books scattered in the library. If the Faculty only agrees and does not allocate money, then it can only implore the Faculty to issue a decree ordering domestic publishers to submit five copies to the Beijing Normal Library for inspection when compiling and printing new books. Over the years, the library should also have a large collection of books. Although there are no rare books, they can meet the reading needs of readers in Beijing, which is a contribution to the establishment of a library. ”

Zhang Zhidong bowed slightly: "This discussion is very good, you can write an excerpt and hand it to the school department." ”

Hearing Zhang Zhidong say this, Sun Yuanqi knew that the matter had already been resolved, and he was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, I'll write an excerpt when I go back!" ”

At this time, I saw Zhang Renquan and Zhang Renkan brothers constantly making eyes on the side. Sun Yuanqi knew that Zhang Zhidong's sick body needed to recuperate, so he stood up and prepared to say goodbye. Zhang Zhidong asked, "Baixi, what news has you had from the outside world recently?" Is it that the provinces are full of atmosphere? ”

Sun Yuan nodded, and said carefully: "The constitution is originally good, but the imperial court has seized power in the name of the constitution, and it is even worse than the previous **, and the people will inevitably be disappointed." ”

Zhang Zhidong muttered: "Back then, Gangyi once said, 'The Han people are strong, and the people are dead; The Han people are tired and full of fat. Now the imperial court is trying its best to suppress the Han Chen, lest it get involved in the military power and the center, and the close branch is full of clans, clans, and Hans, because it is afraid that the Han people will become stronger. In my opinion, what kind of Han people are full? It's clearly full of people! Speaking of this, Zhang Zhidong rummaged through the table for a moment, picked up a piece of paper and handed it to Sun Yuanqi.

When Sun Yuanqi looked carefully, it was a poem recently written by Zhang Zhidong, entitled "Reading Xiangshan Xinle Fu":

Sincerity touches people's hearts and returns, and the monarch and ministers are obedient in the last days.

It is necessary to know that people feel the sense of heaven, and tears are sprinkled with Xiangshan satirical poems.

After reading it for a long time, Sun Yuanqi didn't understand what the poem meant, so he had to put down the poem manuscript and said with some shame: "I'm really ashamed!" The younger generation still knows a little about Western learning, but they don't know anything about middle school. Xiang Shuai's poems, the younger generations didn't understand much. ”

Zhang Zhidong said a little tiredly: "If you don't understand it, you don't understand it, anyway, there are few people in the world who can read it." When others read it, they will only think that the old man is complaining, but in fact, who can really understand what the old man means? ”

Sun Yuanqi said: "Xiangshuai, there are many disturbances from the younger generations today, and I hope to forgive my sins!" I also hope that Xiangshuai will take care of his precious body, recuperate with peace of mind, and recover as soon as possible."

Zhang Zhidong shook his head slowly: "The old man is terminally ill, and his days are running out!" In fact, every time I think about the current situation, my heart is already dead. 'The labor chariot and horse have not left the saddle, and the matter is known to be difficult to die', until now, the old man can truly taste the sadness and hardship of Li Wenzhonggong's poem. ”