It was already about five o'clock when I returned to the city from Xuanwu Lake, and I asked Naichao to visit Li Rengong near Gulou Park. We were on tricycles.

Before I left Chongqing at the end of April, Ren Gong and an old painter, Li Tiefu, visited my apartment.

- Li Tiefu is a strange person worth knowing, I said to Nai Chao. He is originally from Guangdong, an old friend of Dr. Sun Yat-sen, and is 85 years old. When he made a revolution, we had not yet been born. When he came back from the United States a year or two ago, Li Rengong said to me: When he returned to China, he wanted to paint portraits of five people, Mrs. Sun, Mao **, Zhou Enlai, Feng Huanzhang, and one me. But I think, this fifth person is not me, but Li Rengong himself, right?

- The two of them once went to Emei Mountain and Qingcheng Mountain. When the eighty-five-year-old Li Tielao climbed Mount Emei, he was on foot in such a steep mountain, and refused to sit on either a sedan chair or a back (a special means of transportation on Mount Emei is a simple wooden frame, on which people sit on it and are carried up the mountain). But judging by his appearance, he could only be seen to be a man of fifty or sixty years old, tall and thin.

He likes to drink tea. When he was in Zhaoping with Ren Gong, he got up early in the morning and walked twenty miles to a small town to drink tea, and the round trip was forty miles. He was calm and refused to buy some tea and drink it at home. Every day, regardless of rain or shine, he must go to those many roads.

When I saw Ren Gong, his left eye was inflamed. Presumably resting, he wore slippers and a rather old blue silk gown, with an unbuttoned collar and shaggy hair. Such a very homely attitude is quite worthy of his mansion. The mansion is large, occupied by the Japanese and unrepaired during the period of enemy puppetry, and its furnishings and appearance appear to be idle. I asked about Li Tielao. He happened to be out of town. When he arrived in Nanjing, he still had to go out to walk the streets every day, no matter how hot the weather was or how big the sun was.

-- The evening newspaper said that Ren Gong went on to tell us: Early this morning, the people's deputies from Shanghai came to Beijing to petition, and 50,000 people marched. The deputies are afraid that they will soon arrive in Nanjing.

- I'd love to welcome them, but unfortunately I don't have a car. I put it this way.

- My car, Feng Huanzhang called to borrow it just now, otherwise I can send you to Xiaguan.

After a little chat, we took our leave. This time, we became Nanjing Tong, and then walked to Wuliang'an, and took the Beijing train back to the Central Hotel.

Not long after returning to the hotel, Meiyuan New Village sent someone to say: Zhou Gong has something to do, please come over quickly.

I passed. First of all, I met Sister Ying, and she was happy to see me and shouted: Ah, you are here! Enlai is worried about you. Do you know? Shanghai representatives were surrounded and beaten in Shimonoseki!

- Alas? It was a bolt from the blue for me, I never dreamed of it.

I continued: It's another contest incident! Why is it so stupid?

Zhou Gong also came into the living room, and he and I held hands and said, "I'm worried that you will go to the station."

- If there was a car, I would have go.

- Didn't the political council have a car for you?

- only let us sit for two days, and today there is none.

- We have a car.

- I was interfered with by M.P. last night, and I don't want to bother anymore.

- That's a coincidence, otherwise, it would have happened again.

- What's even more coincidental is that when I went to Li Rengong just now, his car was also borrowed by Mr. Feng. If he were there, he would have lent me to sit down at Xiaguan.

After that, there were constant reports on the phone and negotiations with the party-state dignitaries. The secretariat of the political participation committee called, Shao Lizi personally called, and the person in charge of the city, Yu Feipeng, the minister of transportation, all came to the phone...... And there are more than once. The circumstances are different. In other words, the refugees have long been disbanded by the military police, and the representatives have been protected and sent to hotels. In other words, the deputies were misunderstood and were initially detained by the military police, but later they were dredged up and were safe and sound. It dragged on until about twelve o'clock, and then received the worst information. The delegates were still surrounded in the waiting room on the station, and the mob jumped in through the windows, bricks, stones, glass bottles, spittoons, chairs and stools flew wildly, and the delegates were not only bleeding, but also in danger of their lives. Everyone had no choice but to choke their wrists. From seven o'clock to twelve o'clock, it was five hours. I don't know what the meaning of the various delays or distractions of the adults is!

What else is there to say about this?

It was nearly two o'clock when I got the last news that was relatively smooth. The wounded delegates were escorted by the garrison headquarters to the Central Hospital on Taiping Road. Although there were no deaths, the injuries were severe. Someone suggested that we should hurry up and go to condolences. Zhou Gong asked me if I would go, and I promised to go. So we took two cars and rushed to the Central Hospital on Taiping Road.

Midnight had passed, there was no moonlight, and the outside of the hospital was not clear at all. I only knew that after entering the gate, I turned some black roads and parked the car in an open space. As soon as I entered, I saw the delegates in the open hall on the ground floor. The chaotic hall was crowded with people.

The first thing I saw was a person sleeping on his back on a bench, and I went to ask, and it turned out to be Wu Yaozong, who said again and again: I don't care, I'm not injured, I'm not injured.

On the contrary, he saw Yan Baohang sleeping on a stretcher again, his clothes were torn, there were many blood stains on his face and body, and his eyes were bloodshot. We shook hands, but he was still strong.

Ma Yi Lao also lay curled up on a bench near him, his eyes closed, and I did not alarm him on the side of the bench.

Lei Jieqiong also slept on a stretcher on the ground, with a large pool of blood on her clothes on her left chest (Ms. Pu Xixiu later told me that it was her nosebleed on Ms. Lei), but her mind was clear.

On a stretcher side by side fell asleep a young man, that is Chen Zhenzhong, a student representative; His situation made me feel serious at a glance. He was in a state of sleep, holding his hands and bending upwards like a child asleep. I went to rub his pulse, and it was a little hot, and the pulse was fast, but it was even.

There were also a few deputies sitting on the benches against the wall, which were Jiang Yanfang, Sheng Pihua, Bao Dasan, and Zhang Gangbo. None of them were injured.

Hu Ziying and Luo Shuzhang were very nervous there, taking care of everything. They were not hurt either.

There were several gendarmes standing guard.

Shuzhang led me to the left, and turned right to the consultation room. Ye Duyi of the Democratic League slept on a long table against the inner wall. He suffered internal injuries and heard that he vomited blood.

Entering the general operating room again, Gao Ji sat on the operating table in the center, naked and being examined by two young doctors. The body is red and purple, and it can really be said that it is covered with bruises. The right corner of the head was broken, and the left eye was badly swooped. The two eyeballs are protruding and bloodshot, and the face is already a little deformed.

Pu Xixiu sat in a corner of the operating room, his hair was messy, and the white cheongsam of Yin Danbu was torn to pieces on his chest. The stockings on his feet were also torn, and the shoes and socks were covered with mud. She was crying sadly.

I looked inside and ran outside, and I couldn't say anything myself. Another student representative, Chen Lifu, who was also not injured, gave me a list of the injured.

In the division between injured and uninjured, I felt that the instructors were painstakingly working. Of course, there are those who were not injured and those who were spared, but the injured are usually more active people. This is a planned act, and there is no way to hide it.

After Zhou Gong expressed his condolences to the deputies and reporters one by one, he asked someone to buy some milk and biscuits. It turned out that the delegates had not eaten all day since they left Shanghai. They received these condolences, although they were very small, but they expressed sincere relief.

The most impressive thing is that the deputies were subjected to such intimidation and humiliation, but no one expressed unnecessary grievances. Needless to say, those who were injured were almost sixty years old, and they had been running around in such a hot weather for the sake of everyone, and they could not rest until midnight. I felt very uncomfortable.

Zhou Gong and the others took the first step because of other things, but I still stayed. A reporter came to me and asked me what I thought, and I said, "I don't." He figured out that it was inconvenient for me to speak, so he gave me a business card, saying that he was a reporter of the "Xinmin Evening News" and wanted to relieve my vigilance, but I had to say something completely unexpected. It is really a matter of words, what else do I have to say?

Several NLD friends also arrived. The injured have almost been dealt with, Gao Ji and Pu Xixiu were helped home to recuperate, and the rest were hospitalized. There were no rooms in the hospital, and there were not many empty beds, so a few people had to put up temporary stools and sleep in the waiting room.

At this point, I proposed: the uninjured delegates should be able to enter the hotel. I heard that it has been booked, and it is Xinghua Hotel.

- No! Luo Shuzhang said anxiously: We can't enter the hotel yet! The garrison command also wants us to go to the department!

- What? I was really taken aback. Have you sinned? Do you still want to withhold it?

- That's what happened when I was at the garrison headquarters just now, and we still have to be interrogated.

- How unreasonable is that! It's just a word! ……

But at this time, a responsible officer came to the garrison command, who was very short, but his attitude was very polite. (He used to say his name, but I forgot.) I said to him: Can't the delegates go into the hotel? He hurriedly said: No, no, I plan to help the headquarters find a hotel. If you have already found it, so much the better. Speaking of the delegates, who still had more than a dozen pieces of luggage at the station, he hurriedly volunteered and said: I will drive the truck to pick it up for you, and please nominate someone to go with me.

But no one wanted to go.

- If you want to be beaten, I will take advantage of it, and I will be beaten for you. The little man said it very generously.

But still no one said to go. I volunteered and said, "It doesn't matter." I'll go for one too. I don't believe it, who is going to fight again!

Several deputies hurriedly said: How can I let you go, it's too much to say.

So Luo Shuzhang said that she was willing to go. She whispered to me again: "This little guy was the one who guarded us at the station just now, and now he has changed again."

- Do you want the gendarmes to guard the hotel? If you want it, send it, and don't force it.

Another kind word.

I'm in favor of not. For the sake of prudence, some of the deputies still advocated the need. The result was that it was wanted, so two people were assigned on the spot by the polite clerk. It seems that his identity is not small.

So the delegates were accompanied by Luo Longji and took his jeep to the hotel, and Luo Shuzhang took the truck of the garrison headquarters to the station.

Tonight's tragedy is coming to an end. I ended up going inside the hospital room to see it. I kept walking inward, and there was also a gendarme guarding the door of the sick house at the bottom of the corner, but he did not interfere with me. I was wearing a tunic and walked straight inside, and I saw Yan Baohang and Ma Yilao in a large room on the left. It was obviously the most ordinary ward, with a lot of patients.

The beds of the two were connected in a corner, and Ma Yilao was more at the corner. Ma Yilao was still crouched on the bed, as if he was asleep, and I did not alarm him. Yan Baohang's eyes were open, he saw me, raised his left hand to greet me. On his right hand, two female nurses sat at the bedside to check his blood pressure.

I have a deep respect for several doctors and nurses. They and they have done their duty. I feel that there are still a lot of good people in Nanjing.

It was past four o'clock when I got back to the hotel, but it wasn't yet dawn.