"On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the cake is steamed and the applique flowers are steamed."

Chinese folk customs and traditions, on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, whether it is dough or steamed buns, each household should begin to prepare the staple food for the New Year, and the windows should also be pasted with new red window flowers.

But the chess hall is still open normally, He Qi is alone, he is not particular about the New Year, he goes to work in the morning as usual, and as soon as he goes out to the alley, he hears Qian Xuan shouting behind him.

He Qi turned around and waited for Qian Xuan.

"Yubai, Yubai, have you read the newspaper in the morning?" Qian Xuan held a roll of newspaper in his hand, and hurried forward, his eyebrows fluttering, as if he had been hit, very happy.

He Qi said: "Not yet, I'm going to go to the chess hall to see, what's wrong?" ”

Qian Xuan sold the pass, took out a sheet from a volume of newspaper and handed it to He Qi, pointed to an article, and said with a mysterious smile: "You can take a look at this newspaper now." ”

"Dong-A Daily", behind it is the capital of Dongyi people, when he was in Shanghai, He Qi had dealt with it, took the newspaper and swept this article at a glance, but strongly condemned He Qi for rude words and the like, so he was not surprised.

He Qi didn't know why, so he returned the newspaper to Qian Xuan, and wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

Qian Xuan's mouth shook: "Eh, what do you think, we usually condemn them, but when it's your turn here, they all condemn you twice, you scolded them, and you can't do anything about it, this thing is worth being happy about." ”

"Out of breath!" He Qi glanced at him, said what he was happy about, turned around and continued to walk towards the mouth of the alley.

"Don't go! And what's more! Qian Xuan grinned, followed, flipped out the "Beiping Times", pointed to one of the articles and said with a smile: "Look at this article, scold you for not being able to write articles, saying that you have a great reputation, but you are actually a wine bag and rice bag, and you are reckless in your belly." ”

He Qiwu stopped himself, took the newspaper and looked at it, and suddenly there was a nameless fire in his heart, sprinkled with hundreds of words, the whole article was full of scolding words, but he didn't say where he was scolding, he was like a shrew, it was just unreasonable.

He Qi asked himself if he hadn't offended him, why did he scold people, and even with the previous evil fire, he asked, "What's the matter, who is this Zhang Houde?" ”

Qian Xuan was very satisfied with this effect, and said with a smile: "He! Lin Qinnan's proud disciple. ”

He Qi glared: "Who is Lin Qinnan?" ”

Qian Xuan squeezed his eyes and said in surprise: "Lin Shu, the word Qinnan, don't say you haven't heard of it?" ”

He Qi said: "Is it awesome? Do I have to know? ”

Qian Xuan pursed his lips, nodded again, and said: "Let me tell you so, Gu Tangsheng, you know, you have to be respectful when you see Lin Qinnan, there are two people who are called 'madmen', that is, Mr. Taiyan and him." ”

That's really "crazy" enough, but He Qi thought about it, no matter how awesome he is, what does it have to do with himself? Stiffened his neck and said: "The well water does not violate the river water, and I didn't offend him, you don't talk about irrelevant people, just talk about Zhang Houde, what are you doing?" Where do you live? ”

Qian Xuan was stunned: "What are you going to do?" ”

He Qi said angrily: "He scolded me, I naturally want to scold back in person, what else can I do?" ”

Qian Xuanyan said with a smile: "Since ancient times, the master and apprentice have shared weal and woe, and scolded the young and the old, I still want to talk to you about Lin Qinnan first, this person believes in the Tongcheng faction, has a deep foundation in Chinese studies, is a translator, and the most powerful thing is that he doesn't know foreign languages, but he can translate masterpieces, "The Remains of the Lady of the Camellias in Paris" is what he translated. ”

He Qi naturally didn't believe it: "You don't fool me, you don't know foreign languages, and you're a ghost?" ”

Qian Xuandao: "A person who understands foreign languages will first say the general meaning of the original work, and then Lin Qinnan will use Chinese literature to process it into classical Chinese, just like if you know English, you will say it to me, and I will restore it according to what you said." As soon as "The Remains of the Lady of the Camellias in Paris" came out, Luoyang paper was suddenly expensive. I've also read it, it's really good, Yu Cai said that Lin Qinnan's translation is even better than the original book. ”

"Is it so awesome?" He Qi was suddenly shocked, and thought about it again, no, "One yard is one yard, I'm going to go to Zhang Houde to settle accounts, no matter how awesome he Lin Qinnan is, it has nothing to do with him." ”

Qian Xuan said: "Okay, I'll tell you clearly." Earlier, Yu Cai and I went to Shanghai and chatted with Cheng Zhongpu, and he also very much agreed with the vernacular text, and proposed that we write articles in the vernacular, mail them to him, and publish them in "New Youth". The two of us were worried about not knowing how to write vernacular essays, but coincidentally, your "Statement" came out, and then Zhang Houde immediately came to scold you. In their eyes, classical Chinese is noble, vernacular is vulgar, and those who use vernacular are naturally vulgar. You can't get angry today, and you want to scold back, in the vernacular or in classical Chinese? You can't use classical Chinese, in the vernacular, he will continue to scold you, not only will he scold you, but a large group of people behind him will come to scold you, what Lin Qinnan, Li Qinnan, Zhang Qinnan will all come out. What are you going to do then? ”

He Qi really didn't think about it so much, but he didn't think about it, one of his "statements" provoked Dongyi people to condemn it, but unexpectedly, he was scolded by the Chinese people first, what is this called?

"They scolded me before, but I endured it, but you know, in exchange for more scolding. Persimmon picks soft pinch, the tiger does not threaten, when I am a sick cat, no matter, he scolded me, I will scold back today. If you can't write classical Chinese, then you won't write, and I will scold with my mouth. ”

Anyway, when he said that, seeing He Qiniu's temper coming up, he insisted on going, so Qian Xuan didn't stop him, and when he got out of the alley, Lao Wu's car was already waiting, and Qian Xuan got into another rickshaw and went looking for Zhang Houde.

The snow on the street has not disappeared, all piled up on both sides, there are two days before the New Year, the people who buy New Year's goods are all on the street, Lao Wu pulled the car and crawled like ants in the crowd, and it took a while to reach Yangzi Alley.

Qian Xuan got out of the car at the entrance of the alley and asked fixedly, "Are you really going?" ”

He Qi said impatiently: "There's a lot of nonsense, which one is it, I'll go by myself." ”

Qian Xuan sneered: "Zhang Houde likes opera, he likes to hum a few words at home when he has nothing to do, everyone who lives in this alley knows, I know that he lives here, I really don't know which one it is." ”

As he was talking, Qian Xuan suddenly glared and looked into the distance, but saw a person carrying a birdcage coming, wearing a robe and horse coat, dragging a small braid, humming a little song in his mouth, very comfortable.

"It's coming!"

Following Qian Xuan's gaze, He Qi looked sideways, his eyes locked on Zhang Houde, and when he was seven or eight steps away, he straightened his chest forward and rushed forward, blocking Zhang Houde's way.

Zhang Houde was humming a little song and singing, when he was suddenly blocked by a tall man, and thought it was a collision, so he staggered.

He Qi followed and turned his body sideways to that side, blocking the way again.

Zhang Houde suddenly became angry, held his head high, and said in an unkind tone: "I have already given way, how can I still stop it?" ”

He Qi was condescending and angry: "Zhang Houde? ”

Zhang Houde subconsciously said: "I am in the next place, I don't know what Your Excellency wants?" ”

"That's right, I'm blocking your Zhang Houde's way." Without waiting for Zhang Houde to speak, He Qi scolded as soon as he opened his mouth: "Houde does not carry things, and his name is not worthy of it, he should be called Zhang Lackinge." ”

Zhang Houde was immediately stunned.

(End of chapter)