When we got up early in the morning to check our luggage, Nai Chao and I were sweating profusely.

When we come to Nanjing, where will we get our luggage? It was the book of Jian Bozan and Du Shousu, which was transported from Chongqing to Nanjing, and now we have been entrusted to transport it from Nanjing to Shanghai. There are two pieces of Du Lao and one piece of Jian Lao.

Du Lao's two things really embarrassed us. One is a bamboo bag, which is tied with a very thin brown rope in a single line to form the original paper. The other was a dilapidated tin briefcase, and it was only casually tied with a thin brown triprope on the box. How do you get on the train? If you can't stand two lifts and two throws, you will collapse completely. It's too late, and it's impossible to pack it separately, so you don't have that kind of room to buy a rope to add. What to do? Stay and wait for the next opportunity?

However, we want to replace Du Lao, thank you for Elder Qian.

Jian Lao's one, that degree of honesty can be said to be at the other end of the earth. It was originally a suitcase, and there was a cloth cover on the outside. Outside the cloth cover, both ends are tied with very honest hemp rope. I'm sorry, Elder Qian, we had to steal your hemp rope.

Untie the two hemp ropes and tie them to Du Lao's body, so the problem is solved. Sweat flowed, and my heart was feeling happy. Just when we were feeling happy, Zhou Gong suddenly walked into our room, followed by Li Weihan and Fan Changjiang. They had come to see them off, and I was taken aback by the camaraderie they had.

- Oh, so early? Surprise sounded.

- We didn't sleep all night last night.

I see, didn't it say today that the "refugees from northern Jiangsu" were going to demonstrate? As a precaution, there are some important things that cannot be left unchecked. Today's Meiyuan New Village must be an "empty city plan", right?

It feels redundant to talk, but there's no chance to talk anymore. The coachman from the political council also came. We set off immediately.

Zhou Gong sent us to the door of the hotel, shook hands vigorously, and everyone said meaningfully "take care". We got in the car and the car started.

The city of Nanking is still the same as it was when we first came seven days ago, looking at us with white eyes and looking at us with white eyes.

When I arrived at Shimonoseki Station, it was quite noisy. Nai Chao took a few large pieces of luggage to get a baggage ticket, and I stood in the middle of the station guarding a few small pieces of luggage.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Li Zhonggong and his wife, who were going to Suzhou, and they were also guarding their small luggage and waiting for luggage tickets.

This old friend of the Northern Expedition era, the secretary general of the General Headquarters of the National Revolutionary Army at that time, only served as a legislator for many years, and was in a situation of idleness. His health was not very good, so he sold a mansion in Nanjing and moved to Suzhou to recuperate. This sudden encounter broke my loneliness, as if I saw a mast lantern in the dark ocean that was also sailing on the sea. But after a while, Zhong Gong's luggage ticket was punched, and they went to the platform first.

The people with the luggage tickets were all hurrying to the platform, and there were not many people left on the noisy station. After Nachao entered the box office, he never came back. The inspection of baggage was evidently very strict, and I saw several gendarmes watching from afar, and some of them even rummaging through the boxes with their own hands, as if the people at the customs were afraid of tax evasion when they crossed the border.

I'm waiting anxiously to be my companion. It said to me, "I'm afraid I'll get out of the train." Anxious and impatient, they went their separate ways, followed by helpless composure. The first trip to get rid of the second trip, if you can't go, you can simply stay in Nanjing, but you can also watch the excitement again. As soon as his mood calmed down, Si Su came alive and had some room to maneuver.

The first thing that came to mind was an attempt to find a few "refugees from northern Jiangsu". Undoubtedly, there must have been a number of "refugee" heroes on the station, but it was impossible to tell who was who. The heroes may have gathered somewhere else and are ready to march.

This was the place where there was a big fight three days ago, but today it's peaceful. Nothing could be seen from the blood stains of three days ago. Where were the deputies and reporters beaten? One can suspect that there was no such thing at all.

Suddenly I realized a truth. Everyone longs for peace, as if peace has flown out of the sky. The people's deputies came to find it, and the five-star marshal of the United States came to help find it for half a year, and I came this time and fumbled for seven days in a daze, but isn't peace just around the corner? Whoever doesn't fight is peace! What a simple truth!

There are only two tracks ahead of China: one is to eliminate those who fight in a big fight, and the other is to achieve democratic politics. If you don't do this, everything will be off-track, and there will inevitably be chaos.

When the train derails, the only step is to put it on the tracks. This may not be so simple. But I dare to believe that at most, let the "heroes" disturb for a few more years, and the result of twists and turns, or even bloodshed, will eventually lead to the elimination of the big fights and the realization of democratic politics. ……

Nai Chao finally called the luggage ticket, and he said again and again: It's not troublesome! It's not a hassle!

We had to bury our heads, gasp for breath, and carry our small luggage, and hurried to the platform, but fortunately the train had not run away.

The first-class bus was already full, and there were some standing. I noticed that there were two empty rows of seats in the front right corner of the carriage.

Why is it so bad to sit there? - That's the gendarmerie seat! Nachao told me. I saw that there were a few red letters on the window lattice, "Gendarmerie Seat". It's something new to me. This has not been seen before the war, nor has it been seen abroad, and it can undoubtedly be called the new quintessence of the country.

I had to stand. But after a while, the whistle sounded, and there were many people in the car to see off the passengers. So the two of us found two seats in isolation. Mr. and Mrs. Li Zhonggong were not in this carriage.

After all, the train is running on the tracks, and everything off the tracks is inexorably left behind us.

China's future, I believe, is that.

- Nanjing, goodbye!

(This book refers to the annotations of Volume 14 of "The Complete Works of Guo Moruo: Literary Edition", and some entries have been revised and supplemented.) ）