Chapter 162: I Was an Adjutant in the Republic of China (23)

"Boss Yu, you take a look at what this is first, and then decide whether you want it or not." Fu Xianzhi's smile was full of certainty, he was sure that Yu Zhaoming would definitely want this gift.

Yu Zhaoming was aroused by curiosity, and opened the box, it was a pistol, but it looked quite old, and it was obvious that it was rusty.

His face froze for a moment, and then returned to normal, "What did Inspector Fu send me for?" ”

Lin Du thought it was strange, why did Fu Xianzhi send a rusty pistol to Yu Zhaoming?

First of all, Fu Xian's dignified overseer, what kind of good gun do you want, how can you use such a rusty gun as a gift? It's really unseemly. Secondly, Yu Zhaoming is a singer, what does he want a pistol for? Does he know how to use a gun? Also, Yu Zhaoming's face was wrong when he saw this pistol.

There are all kinds of questions, and there is only one explanation, this pistol originally belonged to Yu Zhaoming.

Fu Xianzhi took out the pistol from the sandalwood box and looked at it carefully, "Brother Zhaoming, have you really forgotten the past?" ”

"I don't know what Fu Dujun is talking about, what is the past? I'm just a singer, Fu Dujun recognized the wrong person, right? Yu Zhaoming looked calm, but in fact Lin Duan noticed that his hand under the table was trembling slightly.

"Brother Zhaoming, it's been ten years, are you really ready to end up in the pear orchard?" Fu Xianzhi slapped the gun on the table slightly, and the steel body and the wooden table top collided, making a muffled sound.

"Overseer, am I not good enough to sing? Why can't you end up in the pear orchard? My master said that I was a grandfather who appreciated food and food, so I should sing for the rest of my life. I have also made up my mind to sing for the rest of my life as my master said. Yu Zhaoming was far less firm than he himself said, and he didn't dare to look into Fu Xianzhi's eyes.

"Good! Good! Good! Fu Xianzhi said "Okay" three times in a row: "Boss Yu, then please help me pass this letter to Commander Zhang Zhengze, and I won't bother anymore." ”

Fu Xianzhi handed a letter to Yu Zhaoming, turned around and left.

Lin Du hurriedly followed.

When she left the private room, she glanced back at Yu Zhaoming, who was looking at the old gun on the table in distraction.

Sitting in the car, Lin Duan wanted to speak and stopped.

But Fu Xianzhi spoke first, "Do you want to know Yu Zhaoming's story?" ”

"Yes." Lin Duan generously admitted.

"Go back and have two drinks with me, this story, it's too long." Fu Xianzhi leaned his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

Back at the Overseer's Mansion, Lin Duan knocked on Fu Xianzhi's door with a bottle of vodka and two glass glasses.

She poured the wine and handed it to Fu Xianzhi, "Overseer, vodka, spirits are worthy of the old past." ”

Fu Xianzhi took a sip from the wine glass, he looked at the transparent liquid in the glass, "The story starts ten years ago, although the time is long, I still remember that year." That year, the revolutionary party broke into the palace with the army and forced the Qing emperor to abdicate. At that time, the scholar of Wenhua Hall was called Yu Qingyun, who killed himself in front of the Taihe Hall on the spot and martyred the Qing Dynasty. ”

"Yu?" Lin Du sensitively noticed this surname, "Same surname as Boss Yu?" ”

"Yu who is not Boss Yu is the Yu who is 'if Miyu is not in time, I am afraid that I will not be able to live with the age'." Fu Xianzhi took another sip of wine, "But if you want to say that it is Yu Zhaoming's Yu, it's okay." Yu Zhaoming's former Yu was that Yu, and later changed to Boss Yu's Yu. ”

"So, Boss Yu is the son of Yu Qingyun, a scholar of Wenhuadian University." Lin Du guessed.

Fu Xianzhi nodded, "Yu Zhaoming was still very young and ambitious at that time, and he didn't like his father's political views. He thought that his father was foolish and loyal, and he also thought that the Qing Dynasty was exhausted. He had close ties with some progressive young people at that time, and Yu Qingyun beat and scolded him, and finally he was so angry that he expelled Yu Zhaoming from his house and did not allow him to go home. ”

"He also knew Zhang Zhengze at that time." Fu Xianzhi's wine was finished, Lin Dui helped him fill it again, and he asked Lin Dui, "Do you know about Zhang Zhengze?" ”

"I've heard of some." Lin Du searched in his memory, "Commander Zhang Zhengze was born in Buyi, rose up when he was young, and participated in the revolutionary army that overthrew the Qing Dynasty, and he has been serving the northern government since the revolutionary army. Later, I don't know why I left the northern government and joined the emerging party, and made countless meritorious contributions to the southern government. Quite a legendary one. ”

Fu Xianzhi heard Lin Dui's evaluation and thought thoughtfully: "He is quite legendary." Zhang Zheng and I are brothers, brothers who used to fight side by side, but we have our own aspirations and our beliefs are different. He was also a good friend of Yu Zhaoming at that time, and Yu Zhaoming also joined the revolutionary army. ”

"In other words, Boss Yu saw himself and his comrades-in-arms forcing his father to death in front of the Taihe Palace." Lin Du guessed.

"yes." Fu Xianzhi played with the wine glass, although the wine was transparent, but the glass cup reflected the dim light in the room, and it seemed that the transparent liquid inside was full of brilliance, "Yu Zhaoming has been hit hard since then, left the revolutionary party, changed the original Yu to the current Yu, broke off all ties with the past, and went to the sea to sing." Probably only when he sings can he get inner indulgence and peace, and he can forget his sorrows. Later, everyone thought that the aspiring young man had died in troubled times. And Liyuan has an additional boss Yu with the same name. ”

"I didn't expect it to be like this." Lin Duan realized that Fu Xianzhi called a few words of "Zhaoming" today, and he called Yu Zhaoming, the aspiring young man back then.

"He has been sluggish since then, and he sings every day, and he says that only when he sings can he forget that he is Yu Zhaoming." Fu Xianzhi shook his head, pitiful.

Lin Du didn't expect the story behind it to be like this, no wonder Yu Zhaoming was able to sing with peace of mind without being disturbed, Fu Xianzhi and Zhang Zhengze, these old friends should have made a lot of efforts, "It turns out that Boss Yu's story is so sad, no wonder he doesn't want to mention it again." Overseer, let me say you shouldn't have left your gun there and walked away in a huff. I can feel that Boss Yu doesn't really want to sing there for the rest of his life, he just can't think about it for a while, you should persuade him again. ”

"Can't think about it for a while? Where is he for a while, can ten years of time be counted as a moment? Fu Xianzhi felt sorry for Yu Zhaoming, "Yu Zhaoming was also a progressive young man in the past, with ideas, ambitions and talents, and I also regret that something like that happened." He wanted to sing, and I even helped him change his identity. I thought he'd get better someday, and he'd let go of those things. Besides, didn't you persuade him? I persuaded everything I could. However, Qiu Hong, no one will grow up because of other people's words of consolation, he always has to figure it out for himself. I didn't expect him to collapse like this. ”