The days passed like flowing water, Zhang Jilin entered the Prime Minister's Yamen after graduating from the Tongwen Pavilion, and Zhang Youlin carried the diploma of Beiyang Normal and refused the warm invitations of several new-style schools, he dangled around, and finally did not participate in any public office. Zhang Youlin has his own thoughts: life is short, and instead of being busy all day long, he would rather choose to live an unrestrained and relaxed life.

But is there really such a good day waiting for him?

In the blink of an eye, it was the eve of the Xinhai Revolution, and Zhang Youlin was closely watching the bloody struggle of the China League led by Mr. Sun Yat-sen in Tokyo, Japan, and the Chinese people with lofty ideals in the south to overthrow the imperial court. However, he did not expect that the fire of revolution would soon burn to the capital, not only affecting Rong Bao Zhai, but also himself being involved.

At this time, Zhang Youlin was on his way to Xibianmen, and he was about to meet a fellow sister from the United States, Miss Pan Wenya. This has to start with Mr. Charlie, Zhang Youlin's English teacher at Beiyang Normal School. Although Mr. Charlie and Zhang Youlin belonged to different camps in the "Gengzi Incident", this did not prevent Mr. Charlie from admiring himself as a different student. For a white-faced scholar, it takes courage and courage to stand up when the country is in danger and resist the oncoming fierce artillery fire with his own flesh and blood, and Zhang Youlin is a commendable hero by virtue of this. Such thoughts were deeply ingrained in Mr. Charlie's heart, and from time to time sparks of agitation flashed in his later life.

Shortly after graduating, Mr. Charlie returned to his home country of the United States and enrolled at Princeton University in New Jersey, Evely

The Affiliated Women's College continues to serve as a faculty member.

Princeton University is an extraordinary institution of higher learning, in addition to the first-class teaching, the main building of the school, Nassau Hall, was used as the seat of the Continental Congress during the American Revolution, at that time, Nassau Hall was also occupied by the British army, General Washington in order to recapture it from the enemy, ordered cannons to open fire on Nassau Hall, and the ravaged Nassau Hall actually miraculously did not collapse under the fierce bombardment, becoming a witness to history. The remnants of Nassau Hall were destroyed in two fires in 1802 and 1855, and later buildings were rebuilt by renowned architects such as Joseph Henri Latrobe.

That afternoon, Mr. Charlie led the new students to the gate of Nassau Hall, and after an impassioned account of the history, a little before the end of class, he pulled Zhang Youlin. He told everyone that in addition to Nassau Hall, his Chinese student Zhang Youlin was also standing proudly in the midst of the artillery fire. Mr. Charlie's praise for Zhang Youlin was overflowing, which not only touched him again, but also moved Pan Wenya, a Chinese freshman present.

At that time, Pan Wenya was eighteen years old, which was the age full of poetic fantasies, and it was from that moment that Zhang Youlin became the prince charming in her heart, and she also germinated the idea of returning to China to see him. Three years later, Pan Wenya finally got her wish and set foot on the land of the Great Qing Kingdom thousands of miles away.

The place where they met was chosen to be the racecourse outside the Xibian Gate, which used to be the horse training base of the royal family and princes, and after the "Gengzi Incident", it became a racecourse for foreigners and the eunuchs and children of rich families in the capital to race horses and entertain here.

Pan Wenya was dressed in a riding costume, and after galloping on the horse path with a few foreigners, she came to the sidelines, and Zhang Youlin, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted her in English: "Miss Pan, hello." ”

Pan Wenya's eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhang! ”

They met in this way, which is very much in line with Pan Wenya's imagination: in the vast sea of people, they recognize each other at a glance. However, it was too easy for Zhang Youlin to recognize Pan Wenya, because he had not yet seen a second woman galloping on a horse in this racecourse.

Zhang Youlin took the reins from Pan Wenya's hand and said appreciatively: "Miss Pan, you are so bold, you dare to ride such a fierce horse?" ”

Pan Wenya smiled: "Meaningless, my father runs a ranch in the western United States, and I have dealt with all kinds of horses since I was a child, and I know their tempers. Mr. Zhang, can I tell the truth? ”

"Please."

"Your English isn't very good."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Charlie has been back in China for ten years, right? I remember that it was the most nervous time of the 'Gengzi Incident', and then I never met a good teacher like Charlie, which made Miss Pan laugh. ”

Pan Wenya switched to Chinese: "It's okay, I will teach you if I have a chance in the future!" ”

"So Miss Pan can speak Chinese? This is great......" Before Zhang Youlin could say more, a noble young man rode a chestnut horse and made a thrilling move and galloped in front of them, causing the people around him to cheer loudly.

They stopped to watch, and Pan Wenya asked, "Who is this gentleman?" ”

"Prince Gong's grandson, Pu Xinshe."

"Is it the Prince Gong who served as the foreman of the military aircraft in the Xianfeng, Tongzhi, and Guangxu dynasties many times?"

Zhang Youlin nodded: "Exactly, for more than 200 years in the Qing Dynasty, during which many princes of the clan participated in politics to assist the emperor, and the kings who participated in politics won the praise behind them with their achievements in front of them. ”

Pan Wenya said casually: "It's a pity that Prince Gong died early, if he had lived until now, he would definitely be a man of the hour." Two years ago, the emperor and the Empress Dowager died one after another, I heard a saying that the Empress Dowager sent someone to poison the emperor before she died, do you think there is such a possibility? ”

Zhang Youlin subconsciously looked around: "This can't be nonsense. ”

Pan Wenya smiled: "Mr. Zhang doesn't need to be nervous, the Chinese Alliance will hear about it, right?" Their aim was to overthrow the imperial court, which was well known overseas. ”

"Miss Pan, don't forget that this is in China, and if you say the wrong thing, you may lose your head."

Pan Wenya didn't care: "Mr. Zhang, do you feel terrified?" Your expression confirms this to me, and it is further proof that there is really no need for this horrible government to exist, and that it should fall. ”

"Good fellows! In the past, I always heard people say that there is a revolutionary party, but I have never seen it, but today I finally see it, and it is still an American revolutionary party. Zhang Youlin half-teased.

Pan Wenya said: "Mr. Zhang's courage does not seem to be very large, Mr. Charlie always told me that he has a student named Zhang Youlin in China, he is a real gentleman, and he is also the bravest person in the world, now the question is, is Mr. Charlie wrong, or is there a problem with my judgment?" ”

Zhang Youlin looked around at him: "Mr. Charlie told me that he came from a free country, and he had the right to express his true thoughts in any situation. But...... However, he was frightened by the 'Gengzi Incident', because there was no one in China who could express his thoughts truthfully, so Mr. Charlie never dared to come back after he left. ”

Pan Wenya was silent, and after a while, she sighed: "Mr. Zhang, you are worthy of being a businessman, and you don't leak a drop when you speak." ”

Zhuang Huchen finally waited for Zhao Hanbo and took him directly to the backyard lounge. The new apprentice Yun Sheng served them the tea he had brewed, and Yun Sheng was just about to pour the tea, when Zhuang Huchen motioned for him to retreat. Zhuang Huchen asked anxiously while pouring tea: "I heard that when the little emperor ascended the throne in the Taihe Palace, he was crying and making a fuss on the dragon chair, shouting that he wanted to go home, is there such a thing?" ”

Zhao Hanbo looked at him suspiciously: "You are the seventh-rank official of the imperial court, do you still need to ask me about this?" ”

"My seven-rank official is in trouble, and he is not qualified to participate in the emperor's enthronement ceremony, don't ask who you ask?" Zhuang Huchen served tea.

"There was such a thing, when the little emperor cried so much on the dragon throne, the princes and ministers present were very panicked, and the enthronement ceremony ended hastily."

"What a good messenger to be the emperor, why did he cry?" Zhuang Huchen was very puzzled, he thought about it, and his face didn't feel gloomy, "This is not a good sign, you know, what traders are most afraid of is the chaos in the world, once the world is really chaotic, I am afraid that there will be no business to do." ”

Zhao Hanbo picked up the tea bowl and took a sip: "You're really right!" I'm afraid that a little emperor won't be able to hold back his position, and if he doesn't make trouble, he may really make trouble, and this time, the revolutionary party is making a lot of trouble in the south! ”

"Revolutionary party?" Zhuang Huchen's eyes widened, and he vaguely felt that this was not a good word.

Zhao Hanbo looked very mysterious: "Hey, a group of students studying in Japan have established the China Alliance, clamoring to overthrow the imperial court. ”

"Overthrow the court?" Zhuang Huchen was surprised, "Aren't those international students all sent out by the imperial court with money, why did they come to the imperial court when they arrived in a foreign country?" ”

Zhao Hanbo subconsciously looked around and said in a low voice: "When these students go to a foreign country, their eyes are opened, and when they see the world, they feel that our court is not good. ”

"Those hairless students, they say no, they can't do it?" Zhuang Huchen was very unimpressed.

"Shopkeeper Zhuang, you still look down on those students, but they risked their lives to do it."

"How?" Zhuang Huchen asked worriedly.

"Assassination, armed uprising in the south."

These Zhuang Huchen heard Zhang Youlin talk a few days ago, but he didn't take it seriously, "Didn't you say in the newspaper that they all failed?" ”

"Failure is failure, but the revolutionary party did not give up, and I received an urgent draft when I was about to go out." Zhao Hanbo approached Zhuang Huchen, "The revolutionary party wants to plan a new action, and it has already arrived in the capital. ”

"Huh?" Zhuang Huchen couldn't help but be shocked.

As the saying goes, what you are afraid of comes. A few days later, Wang Zhaoming, one of the founders of the China Alliance and a heavyweight in modern China, and his comrade-in-arms Huang Fusheng appeared in Liulichang, and they rented the newly closed shop next door to Rong Bao Zhai, and became neighbors with Rong Bao Zhai.

Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng both cut their braids and wore Western clothes, which looked particularly eye-catching in the glaze factory. After renting the shop, they worked hard and stepped up the decoration, as if they wanted to do a lot of work here and show their ambitions.

Zhuang Huchen passed by their door and stopped to talk: "You have rented this shop?" ”

Wang Zhaoming walked to the door: "We rented it, you are ......"

Zhuang Huchen pointed to Rong Bao Zhai: "Next door to you, the shopkeeper of Rong Bao Zhai." ”

Wang Zhaoming stretched out his hand: "Fortunately, fortunately!" ”

Zhuang Huchen was stunned for a moment, then woke up and stretched out his hand: "You are a foreign faction, why don't you keep braids?" ”

"We just came back from Japan, and we don't care about braids."

"Japan?" Zhuang Huchen weighed it in his heart, "That place seems to be a revolutionary party." ”

Wang Zhaoming smiled: "Your information is very well-informed, but we are not a revolutionary party, we are honest businessmen, what is your surname?" ”

"It's good to be honest, my surname is Zhuang, the crop's Zhuang."

"Shopkeeper Zhuang, we are neighbors, please take care of you in the future." As he spoke, Wang Zhaoming bowed again.

Zhuang Huchen was not used to coming to this among the people, so he hurriedly arched his hand: "You are polite, what is your surname?" ”

"If your surname is Wang, you can call me Mr. Wang."

"Mr. Wang, what are you going to sell in this shop?" This is what Zhuang Huchen is most concerned about.

"Don't sell anything, open a photo studio."

"Photo studio? It's a good deal, you're just getting started, if there's anything you need my help with, just let me know. ”

The photo studio is not related to Rong Bao Zhai's business, and Zhuang Huchen is relieved.

Shouzhen photo studio grand opening, firecrackers sounded, Zhang Youlin happened to pass by the door, he curiously looked at the photo studio signboard and the photos placed in the window, in the photo studio, Pan Wenya and Wang Zhaoming were talking warmly, she saw Zhang Youlin, beckoned to him: "Mr. Zhang! ”

Zhang Youlin saw that Pan Wenya was inside, so he walked in. Pan Wenya enthusiastically introduced: "This is my friend, Mr. Wang Zhaoming, who returned from Japan. This is the same brother I told you, Mr. Zhang Youlin, the young owner of Rong Bao Zhai, and my teacher, Mr. Charlie, was also his teacher ten years ago. ”

Zhang Youlin showed a look of surprise: "The new neighbor turned out to be Miss Pan's friend? What a coincidence. ”

Wang Zhaoming and Zhang Youlin shook hands: "I have heard Miss Pan mention you a long time ago, Mr. Zhang risked his life to fight against the Eight-Nation Alliance, which is admirable!" ”

"It's all in the past." Zhang Youlin understated.

Pan Wenya looked at him: "Before I came to China, I thought Mr. Zhang was a tough and rough western cowboy, but when I met, I found out that he was just a white-faced scholar, which was too far from what I imagined!" ”

Zhang Youlin was a little embarrassed, and Wang Zhaoming hurriedly said: "Miss Pan grew up in the United States, she has an unrestrained temperament and is open-mouthed, Mr. Zhang doesn't have to mind." Hey, you are a child of a family in the capital, we just arrived here, and we are not familiar with the place, so please take care of me. ”

"You're welcome, if you need my help, please Mr. Wang just speak up." Zhang Youlin is very sincere, and they met like this.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, photography was a fashionable novelty, and the business of the Shouzhen photo studio soon boomed. However, Wang Zhaoming is not here to do business, he wants to do earth-shattering things in the capital. His lover, Miss Tan Bi Kwan, the daughter of the Malayan Chinese billionaire Tan Geng Kei, also came to the capital, and after careful planning, they decided to assassinate the regent's younger brothers, Zai Tao Belle and Zai Xun Beizi, the regent's younger brothers, who had returned from a visit to Europe, at the Qianmen Railway Station.

Early in the morning, Wang Zhaoming, Huang Fusheng and Chen Bijun got into the carriage and set off for the Qianmen Railway Station. The carriage was bumpy along the way, Chen Bijun looked at the suitcase containing the bomb worriedly, and whispered to Huang Fusheng in Japanese: "The bomb in here won't explode, right?" ”

Huang Fusheng replied in Japanese: "This kind of vibration, no. ”

The carriage continued to move forward, and Wang Zhaoming ordered: "Bijun, when you arrive at the station, you wait in the car to answer, and the two of us will go over." ”

Chen Bijun nodded: "Okay, you guys pay attention to safety!" ”

The train they were waiting for soon entered the station, and the flow of people out of the station began to surge outward, Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng pretended to be the people who picked up the station, and stood aside, the belt of the suitcase had been unfastened, and the bomb could be taken out at hand. Their eyes searched the crowd, focusing on the man in the red-capped official hat. They have repeatedly looked at the photos of Zaitao and Zaixun, and as soon as these two people appear, they will immediately look for an opportunity to detonate the bomb.

At that time, the regent Zaifeng instead of his son, the young Emperor Xuantong exercised the leadership of the country, and the envoy he sent was on behalf of the Qing Dynasty, but unexpectedly, Zaifeng was extremely strict with his two young brothers, not only did the envoy not arrange a grand send-off and welcome ceremony, but even the entourage and guards were not sent, he intended to train them, and at the same time, due to a large amount of indemnities every year, etc., the treasury of the imperial court has long been empty, and Zaifeng wants to start from his relatives and set an example for the world, In this way, he pursued his lofty ambition of reducing spending and reorganizing the dynasty.

Zaitao and Zaixun were dressed in civilian clothes, carrying suitcases and getting off the train with ordinary people one after the other, Zaitao turned around and beckoned his brother: "Hurry up!" ”

Zaixun hurriedly walked a few steps to follow: "It's here!" The box was so heavy that I had to ask someone to carry it. ”

"Didn't you say it earlier? This time, I went out lightly and simply, I came to everything by myself, and I arrived home at the end of my eyes, why couldn't I bear this little bitterness in the end? Zaitao looked at him dissatisfied.

Zaixun hurriedly admitted his mistake: "What my brother taught me is that I will change it in the future, in fact, I blame me for this matter, I bought a bronze statue of the goddess Athena from an artist who set up a stall in Paris, this thing is good, but it is too heavy." ”

"You, you just like these foreign things, this is called plaything discouragement, do you understand?"

"We also have to learn the things of foreigners, and in some aspects, we are just not as good as others." Jae-hun argued.

"Don't forget at any time that 'middle school is the body, Western learning is for use', in the end, it is the things of the ancestors that are reliable, and the things of foreigners are just for use, and they can't go crazy......"

Zaitao and Zaixun walked out in the middle of the crowd, and here, Huang Fusheng waited anxiously: "They should be escorted, why haven't they come out yet?" ”

"Don't worry, maybe it's still to come, our news is absolutely reliable." Wang Zhaoming quietly comforted.

Finally saw the front door building, Zaitao sighed: "I'm finally home!" After talking about it for a long time, it's better to be at home, and the ghost place of foreigners is not interesting, so I won't go again. ”

Zaixun didn't seem to have enough fun: "Forget the places I've been, if I haven't been, my eldest brother will arrange again, and I'll go." ”

"Then from now on, you got ...... for me"

The two of them passed in front of Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng, and an assassination operation carefully planned and prepared by the revolutionary party was aborted because of the regent's integrity.

At this moment, Zhang Youlin took his mother, wife, and their one-year-old son Xiaolu to the Shouzhen Photo Studio to take a "family photo", only to see the board on the shop and the door locked, Zhang Li frowned: "What day is it today, why didn't you open the door?" ”

"Mom, don't worry, the foreign students all get up late, maybe they still sleep lazy, we have to wait a while." Zhang Youlin comforted.

Zhuang Huchen came out of Rong Bao Zhai, saw them, and walked a few steps to meet them: "Old boss, why are you standing here?" ”

Zhang Li looked at the photo studio: "Let's take pictures, but it's time to open the door." ”

Zhuang Huchen shook his head: "Alas, these people who have stayed in the ocean, I can't say, I don't sleep at night, I don't wake up in the morning, if it weren't for their good photography skills, I think this business should have been closed a long time ago, otherwise, you wait in the shop, right?" ”

"Master, no need, they're here." Zhang Youlin pointed into the distance.

The carriage stopped, Wang Zhaoming, Huang Fusheng and Chen Bijun got off the car one after another, and Zhang Youlin greeted him: "Mr. Wang, are you going out?" ”

Wang Zhaoming's face was gloomy: "Hmm." ”

Zhang Youlin sensed that the atmosphere was not quite right, and asked cautiously: "Is your shop still open today?" ”

"Open the door, please wait." Huang Fusheng said as he put the suitcase on the ground, took out the key and opened the door.

Chen Bijun beckoned: "Old man, please come in." ”

Zhang Li sat in the front row with Xiaolu in his arms, Zhang Youlin and He Jiabi stood behind them, and photographer Huang Fusheng corrected their posture: "Mr. Zhang, tilt your head to the right a little, come a little more, okay, okay!" Don't move, kids, look here. Huang Fusheng shook a rattle in his hand to attract the child's attention.

"Bang", the flash turned on, the camera shutter was pressed, and a "family photo" was taken.

"When will the photos be taken?" Zhang Youlin asked.

Huang Fusheng hesitated slightly: "I have something in my hands in the past two days, if you are not in a hurry, how about a few days?" ”

"No problem, the photo is washed out, you can put it in Rong Bao Zhai, save in case you have something to go out, I will come for nothing."

"Good!" After Huang Fusheng sent Zhang Youlin's family away, he hung up a sign saying "Temporarily closed" and closed the door.

The three of them sat around the table, and after being silent for a long time, Huang Fusheng said with a sigh: "I really didn't expect that these two princes and nobles were quite honest, and they didn't follow the followers, so they came out by themselves." ”

"Yes, in terms of their identity and status, they should not go out with ordinary people." Chen Bijun agreed.

Wang Zhaoming waved his fist firmly: "This operation was unsuccessful, let's plan the next time!" ”

A few days later, Zhang Li was worried about the family photo and urged his son to pick it up, Zhang Youlin bought a copy of the "Imperial Daily" on the road, and after entering Rong Bao Zhai, he sat on the chair and looked at it with relish.

The new buddy Wang Renshan respectfully offered tea: "Boss, you drink tea." ”

Zhang Youlin replied and asked casually: "Did they send the photos next door?" ”

Wang Renshan shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, I'll ask the shopkeeper for you." ”

After a while, Zhuang Huchen came in from the back door of the shop: "Young forest, the photo hasn't been sent yet." He sat down next to Zhang Youlin and lowered his voice: "I don't know if you've heard, these days, the revolutionary party ......"

Zhuang Huchen just started, and Wang Zhaoming walked in with a "family photo" in his hand: "Mr. Zhang, your photo has been washed." ”

Zhuang Huchen stood up to greet him, took the "family photo", and exclaimed: "It's really good!" As he spoke, he handed it to Zhang Youlin: "Take a look." ”

Zhang Youlin still buried his head in the newspaper, took the "family photo" and glanced at it, and replied casually: "It's good." ”

Wang Zhaoming leaned over: "Mr. Zhang, what are you looking at?" ”

"Imperial Daily."

"Oh, this is the newspaper run by Mr. Bai Yuhuan Bai of the Alliance." Wang Zhaoming obviously knows the newspaper well.

Zhang Youlin flicked the newspaper with his fingers: "This is so good!" ”

"Yes, if China wants to be self-reliant and self-reliant, it must realize the 'expulsion of the Tartars, the restoration of China, the establishment of the Republic of China, and the equalization of land rights' advocated by Mr. Sun Yat-sen."

"If the Republic of China is established, what will happen to the current Qing Dynasty? Is it a restructuring, or is it a new one? ”

"Of course we have to start something else!" Wang Zhaoming was a little excited, "Without overthrowing the feudal autocratic rule, there can be no real democracy and freedom in China, and self-improvement and self-reliance are empty talk!" ”

Zhuang Huchen heard that something was wrong, and saw that there was no one else in the shop, so he didn't stop them.

Zhang Youlin looked at Wang Zhaoming: "Mr. Wang, your high-minded remarks have a bit of a revolutionary party flavor. ”

"Yes." Zhuang Huchen agreed.

Wang Zhaoming smiled and did not answer.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Youlin asked again: "I heard that the revolutionary party has carried out six armed uprisings in the south, and hasn't they all been defeated?" I'm afraid this path won't work, right? ”

"Revolution, how can there be no bloodshed and sacrifice."

Zhang Youlin pondered: "But what did this bloody sacrifice get in exchange?" ”

"The awakening of the people." Wang Zhaoming didn't think twice.

Zhuang Huchen disagreed: "Shopkeeper Wang, I see, the people still do what they should do, it's still far from the 'awakening' you said." ”

"It's just that the bloodshed and sacrifice are not enough." Wang Zhaoming shook his fist again.

Zhang Youlin stood up: "The six armed uprisings have failed, how much is enough?" ”

"I'll give you an analogy, to cook rice, you need two conditions, one is to have firewood, and the other is to have a pot for cooking. The firewood burns itself and turns into ashes, and transfers the heat to the rice, so that the raw rice becomes cooked rice; As for the pot, it is silently endured by water frying and fire. The struggle of the revolutionaries is, firstly, to dedicate themselves as firewood, and to willingly turn themselves into ashes; The second is to serve as a pot, with perseverance and endurance, to torment oneself and cook it into a revolutionary meal, as long as China needs, the revolutionaries will dedicate it until the day when feudal rule is overthrown! ”

Wang Zhaoming was impassioned, Zhang Youlin listened with relish, and Zhuang Huchen frowned.

Wang Zhaoming noticed Zhuang Huchen's expression, so he stopped: "Mr. Zhang, you are interested in these, welcome to come and sit down, we can have a more in-depth discussion." ”

"Mr. Wang is very knowledgeable, I will definitely visit him another day!" Zhang Youlin sent Wang Zhaoming to the door, took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "Master, I still have something to do, please ask the guy to send the family photo to my mother." ”

Zhuang Huchen nodded: "You go." ”

Zhang Youlin made an appointment to meet Pan Wenya after finishing his errand, and they walked along the moat, Zhang Youlin got straight to the point: "Miss Pan, who is Mr. Wang?" ”

Pan Wenya was surprised by this question: "The shopkeeper of the Shouzhen photo studio." ”

"If you don't tell the truth, you just don't really treat me Zhang Youlin as a friend." Zhang Youlin's tone was serious, not like a joke.

Pan Wenya also became serious: "Look at what you said, I am very familiar with Chen Bijun, and I don't know much about Wang Zhaoming, I only know that Wang Zhaoming took the imperial examination at the age of eighteen, and won the Xiucai examination with the first place in Guangzhou Prefecture, and later took the official fee to study in Japan. Wang Zhaoming is a talented man, when he was in Tokyo, he was the chief writer of the "Minbao", and I have read his articles, which are very infectious. Chen Bijun met Wang Zhaoming in Malaya, followed him from Malaya to Japan, and then to Beijing. ”

Zhang Youlin pondered: ""Minbao is the newspaper of the League, so Wang Zhaoming is a revolutionary party?" ”

Pan Wenya was noncommittal.

In fact, there is no need for her to say anything, Zhang Youlin has already confirmed her judgment. The cool breeze hit, the water surface rippled, Zhang Youlin became more and more sober, he said softly: "I don't think Mr. Wang is an ordinary international student, he has a very special thing, I can't say what it is, in short, I think he is a person who can do great things, and a small truth-keeping photo studio can't put him aside." ”

The topic was a little heavy, and the two of them were speechless for a while. After a while, Zhang Youlin changed the subject: "Miss Pan, there is something I forgot to ask, you are obviously a Chinese, why did you run to the United States?" ”

Pan Wenya became excited again: "My family's ancestral home is Fujian, and my great-grandfather's generation went across the ocean to Nanyang, where he opened a rubber plantation and did business, and then went to the United States in my grandfather's generation, and has been until now." Although my family has lived abroad for several generations, my great-grandfather left a message that the Pan family should learn Chinese culture for generations, use Chinese in the family, and encourage children to return to China more often. ”

"Oh, it's been more than three generations overseas, and I haven't forgotten China, it's not easy."

"My father said, Wen Ya, in the future, you will marry a Chinese scholar, don't deal with those foreigners, the fox smell all over your body, our Pan family is not a weasel den, and foreigners are not allowed to enter the door of our Pan family."

Zhang Youlin laughed: "Your father is really interesting to talk about, how is it?" Miss Pan, do you want my help with the problem of getting married? ”

Pan Wenya looked at Zhang Youlin: "Anyone can help, but you can't." ”

"Why? Aren't we friends? Zhang Youlin was a little puzzled.

Pan Wenya turned her head: "Don't tell you!" ”

Zhang Youlin persuaded with kind words: "You tell me that you don't suffer, and I can help you check it." In China, everything has to be according to the old rules, this is called 'the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker', you can't see your fiancé before you get married, and when you worship heaven and earth, your husband lifts the red hijab, you can know what your husband looks like, whether he is a handsome boy or a hemp child, it all depends on your creation. ”

Pan Wenya was dumbfounded when she heard this: "How is this so?" My dad didn't tell me that. That...... Mr. Zhang, what if the bride really catches up with a hemp seed? ”

"Then you have to admit it, so you have to have a brother or someone like you, and I will help you take care of it before marriage."

Pan Wenya stopped: "Phew! I don't admit it, why should I marry a hemp seed? If I marry someone in the future, I will definitely marry someone I like. ”

Zhang Youlin continued to walk forward: "What if the person you like is a pockmark?" It's not enough. ”

Pan Wenya rushed up and smashed Zhang Youlin's chest with her fist: "Youlin, why are you so bad......"

Zhuang Huchen thought about it again and again, and felt that he should still run by himself, so he didn't dare to delay, and hurried to Zhang's house after explaining the things in the shop.

In the living room of the Zhang family, Zhang Li took the family photo and looked at it again, and was reluctant to put it down: "Huchen, I still trouble you to run for such a little thing, let me blame it, in fact, you just send a guy to send it." ”

Zhuang Huchen held the tea bowl: "The owner, I am muttering in my heart, I always feel that the shopkeeper Wang in the Shouzhen photo studio, and the few people who are with him, are not like serious businessmen." ”

Zhang Li was still pondering the family photo, and responded casually: "Oh. ”

"Their photo studio hasn't been open for many days, and it is said that they are still losing money, but Miss Chen's clothes and the money she spends money are too unusual."

Zhang Li put down the family photo and became alert.

Zhuang Huchen continued: "What the shopkeeper Wang said to the young master in the shop in the morning, I heard that it was simply a revolutionary party, what kind of armed uprising, bloodshed and sacrifice, firewood and pot, this is what the trader cares about, Youlin talked to him quite hotly. ”

"Youlin cares about these too?"

Zhuang Huchen put down the tea bowl: "That Wang shopkeeper can incite it, I'm afraid that Youlin will not pay attention to get involved, no, come and tell you, you can tell him, don't co-opt with that guy." ”

"Huchen, I really thank you, I'll tell him when I go back." Zhang Li pondered, "If there is such a person living next door to our shop, you have to be careful." ”

Zhuang Huchen had a bitter face: "Alas, I won't tell you, I'm worried about this." ”

In fact, it is not only Zhuang Huchen who is worried about this matter, but Zhang Youlin's heart is not easy. After confirming his judgment, Zhang Youlin borrowed several articles from Wang Zhaoming from Pan Wenya, pondered them carefully, and then went to Zhuang Huchen.

As soon as Zhuang Huchen heard that the few people next door were really revolutionaries, he couldn't help frowning: "If that's the case, I mean, just report to the officials and let the yamen arrest them, so as to save trouble." Zhang Youlin waved his hand again and again: "Master, by all means, I read the articles "Revolutionary Trend", "Revolutionary Determination" and "Farewell to Comrades" written by Wang Zhaoming. ”

"You admire him, in case they toss a good one, this is just a wall, let's not set ourselves on fire." Zhuang Huchen's idea is very practical.

"Under normal circumstances, the revolutionary party does not harm the common people." Zhang Youlin believes this.

Zhuang Huchen was still worried: "But if you can't keep it, something unexpected will happen, but they don't even care about their lives." ”

"Think about it in the long run, Master, don't act rashly......"

Zhang Youlin knew the pros and cons, thousands of advices, and thousands of instructions, Zhuang Huchen reluctantly agreed not to report to the official. However, from this day on, Zhuang Huchen almost never slept peacefully.

It was close to midnight, the lights in the photo studio were still on, and Wang Zhaoming, Huang Fusheng, and Chen Bijun were sitting opposite each other, and they were planning a new assassination operation.

Huang Fusheng said: "I have surveyed the route clearly, the regent Zaifeng leaves the palace at eight o'clock every morning, passes through Gulou Street, and enters the palace from the back gate of Jingshan. ”

"Can we drop bombs from behind the low walls of Gulou Street?" Chen Bijun consulted them for their opinions.

Wang Zhaoming stood up and paced in the shop: "I don't know if you have noticed, Gulou Street is building a road, there are too many idle people in that area, it is difficult to start, our goal is to regent Zaifeng, as far as possible not to hurt the innocent." ”

Chen Bijun looked at him: "Then what is the right place?" ”

"There is a small bridge at the boundary between Shichahai and Houhai, called Yinting Bridge, which is very secluded and is the only way to carry Feng."

Huang Fusheng pondered: "You mean, we buried the bomb under the silver ingot bridge and detonated the bomb when Zaofeng crossed the bridge?" ”

Wang Zhaoming nodded: "Yes, when the time comes, I will detonate it and die with Zaifeng." ”

"No, you are a pivotal figure in the League, and your literary talent, eloquence, and appeal are irreplaceable, in case ...... Too much loss to the revolution. Huang Fusheng immediately vetoed it.

Wang Zhaoming said categorically: "Liang Qichao scolded the revolutionaries as 'long-distance revolutionaries', Zhang Binglin and others betrayed Mr. Sun and the League, and now it has reached the point where it can be bridged by words and irreparable by means, we must take concrete actions to prove our revolutionary determination, break down the untruths of Liang Qichao and his ilk, promote unity within the League, and restore the people's confidence in the revolution." He was impassioned: "I said in the article 'Revolutionary Determination' that revolutionaries want to make a salary for the revolution, and now is the time when I need to be a revolutionary salary. I'll go, and you won't fight. ”

Huang Fusheng was just about to speak, "dang, dang, dang", when there was a sudden knock on the door, and the three of them were stunned.

Wang Zhaoming went over to open the door, only to see Zhuang Huchen standing outside the door, he looked apologetic: "Shopkeeper Wang, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb you so late, I have an acquaintance whose old man has just passed, and he wants to wash the photos and put them in the mourning hall. Tomorrow morning, they came to pick it up, and my acquaintance said that the photo studio in Nancheng is good at your technology, you see, it's all at this time, and it's really troublesome for you. ”

Wang Zhaoming took the paper bag: "It's okay, let's work overtime, just come and pick it up tomorrow." ”

"Yes, shopkeeper Wang, thank you, this silver ......," Zhuang Huchen said, pulling out of his coat.

"I'll talk about it when I get it."

After sending Zhuang Huchen away, Wang Zhaoming handed the paper bag to Huang Fusheng, Huang Fusheng took out the bottom plate and looked at it by the light of the kerosene lamp: "Zhaoming, our photo studio has really made a reputation, to be honest, if it weren't for the revolution, I really want to officially run this photo studio." ”

Wang Zhaoming smiled: "Forget it, a person like you who earns two for one will have to collapse the photo studio in less than half a year." ”

Huang Fusheng put down the bottom plate: "I also said that you are not much better than me, I heard from my neighbors that the shopkeeper Wang in the photo studio looks like a businessman, and he is clearly a shopkeeper who shakes his hands, and he hangs around all day long, and I haven't seen him do anything serious." ”

Chen Bijun frowned: "Zhaoming, this is not a good thing, you two men have no braids on their heads, and their southern accents are already eye-catching, and if people can see that doing business is also a layman, then the eagle dog of the imperial court should come to the door." ”

Wang Zhaoming shook his head: "It's not so serious, before they come to the door, I've already finished the matter." Resurrection, I think tonight, by washing the photos, how about we assemble the bomb? ”

"No problem, Yu Peilun will be here tomorrow, let's do it now." Huang Fusheng stood up and walked towards the dark room.

Wang Zhaoming groaned: "It's good that Pei Lun is here, he is a bomb expert, and we will be like a tiger with him." ”

That night, the lights in the photo studio were on almost all night.

Zhang Youlin half leaned on the bed and flipped through the newspaper, He Jiabi coaxed Xiaolu and gently put him into the small bed.

Xiaolu is not their biological son, He Jiabi has not had children for many years after marriage, under the proposal of Zhang Li, they have succeeded the son of their cousin Zhang Jilin, He Jiabi loves him very much, regards him as her own, but as a woman, she can't have children, which is always a piece of her heart.

He Jiabi covered Xiaolu with a quilt and said worriedly: "Youlin, Brother Ji Lin is sick, and he hasn't been able to eat these days. ”

Zhang Youlin raised his head: "Have you seen it?" ”

"Sister-in-law said, after taking the decoction for a while, it doesn't work, you take the time to go over and take a look."

"After graduating from Tongwenguan, he entered the Prime Minister's Yamen, and there have been no major ups and downs in the foreign affairs of the imperial court over the years, it is said to be a blessed place, why did he fall ill?" Zhang Youlin frowned.

He Jiabi went to bed: "People eat whole grains, and their bodies and bones will inevitably have problems, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with what they are." You look at Brother Lin, although people are dead, but there is a serious errand to do, you are also from the foreign school, just dangling around all day long, and the things in the shop are not really concerned, there is really no way to follow Zhang Luo Zhang Luo, alas! ”

Zhang Youlin put down the newspaper: "Here it is again, didn't I say it a long time ago?" People have their own ambitions, I like a free and easy life, people's lives pass quickly, there are many places to work hard, and there are also things to worry about, you watch me swaying all day long, but do you know what I think in my heart? ”

He Jiabi avoided his gaze and said sourly: "Hmph! You don't know when I do? You're thinking about Miss Pan. ”

"Jiabi, what kind of vinegar do you eat for no reason? Miss Pan is a student of Mr. Charlie, and I am her brother, how did you think of it? ”

"I could see when I invited her to dinner that day, Miss Pan likes you."

Zhang Youlin was a little angry: "Why do you say that? ”

"As a woman, I can feel that there is a fire in her heart, and this fire will burn sooner or later."

Zhang Youlin restrained himself: "Jiabi, don't think nonsense. ”

"I know, you like foreign women, you can talk to Miss Pan." He Jiabi's eyes turned red.

"Does it have to be okay to talk? Jiabi, why are you getting more and more ...... now?"

He Jiabi interrupted him: "Let me say, you see, you have begun to dislike me, what's wrong with me?" It's getting more and more annoying, isn't it? ”

"I didn't mean that, you were looking for something to do."

"Youlin, I know that in your eyes, I am already a yellow-faced woman, not to mention...... I haven't been able to give birth to a child for you for so many years, if you want, marry Miss Pan, I won't stop you, as long as you're happy, I can do anything. He Jiabi's tears flowed silently.

Zhang Youlin's fire was finally forced out, and he roared loudly: "The more you talk, the more boundless it becomes, He Jiabi, shut up for me!" ”

He Jiabi was stunned at first, and then fell on the bed and cried. Zhang Youlin shook his head and closed his eyes tiredly.

It was already past noon, Erqingni was walking alone on Liulichang Street, and Zhuang Huchen caught up from behind: "Lord E, why didn't you take the car today?" ”

"I'm upset, and I'm going to walk down the aisle." Erqingni looked sad.

Zhuang Huchen cautiously asked, "What troubles do you have?" Why don't you come with me to the shop and sit down? ”

"Okay."

Erqingni followed Zhuang Huchen to the lounge in the backyard of Rong Bao Zhai, and as soon as he sat down, he sighed:

"Alas! Zhuang shopkeeper, I am also an old friend with you, I am not afraid of you laughing, there are two things in my life that I can't give up, one is food, and the other is a woman. The sixth aunt I newly married, a lot of money just spent on her, and bought a house and land for their family, and guess what? She turned her face and didn't recognize people, she said a few words and didn't deal with it, and she just left, is this okay? ”

Zhuang Huchen brought tea: "You have to take care of it, do you have to find it?" ”

"I'm looking for it, I'm staying at home and suffocating, coming out for a walk, I'm angry!"

Zhuang Huchen comforted: "What about you, don't be really angry, the sixth aunt is too young, you let her more." My lord, is there anything to buy in the palace recently? ”

Erqingni patted his head: "Hey, didn't you mention that I forgot, the study supplies in the study should be entered, and the Hanlin people shouted that they were useless the day before yesterday, alas, it was all this little fox spirit." ”

Zhuang Huchen stood up: "You sit, I'll let the guy send it over." ”

Erqingni sat in Rong Bao Zhai until the sun was in the west, and Zhuang Huchen invited him to Hongxing Building for dinner, and then returned home in a huff. He thought that the sixth aunt had been found back at this time, and was waiting at home to admit his mistake, but he didn't admit it, and when he entered the new house, it was still empty, and Erqingni immediately yelled: "What about people? ”

San Lang hurriedly ran in: "My lord, I've been to the places where I should go, but ......"

"You rice buckets, why can't you even do this little thing?" Erqingni roared, his face pale.

San Lang drooped his head and didn't dare to speak.

Erqingni slapped the table: "Get out!" If you can't find the sixth aunt, don't come back to see me! ”

"Yes." Saburo stepped back.

Sent away Saburo, Erqingni was like an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting. He walked around the house for a long time, and he couldn't get rid of this breath in his heart, so he simply went out for a stroll again. Erqingni came to the gate, it was already the middle of the night, and he was dissuaded: "My lord, on this cold day, you better go back to the house." ”

Erqingni shook his head: "I feel depressed in my heart and can't stay." The servant opened the door, and Erqini walked out aimlessly.

At this moment, the revolutionary party's bomb had been prepared, and Wang Zhaoming decided to plant it tonight and detonate it early tomorrow morning. In the Shouzhen photo studio, Yu Peilun, a member of the China Alliance, shook hands with Wang Zhaoming and said goodbye: "Brother Zhaoming, let's go first." Huang Fusheng stood behind him with a suitcase.

"Pei Lun, resurrection, you must be careful!" Wang Zhaoming advised.

Seeing them off, Chen Bijun closed the door and pulled Wang Zhaoming to the bedroom: "Zhaoming, ...... tomorrow" She couldn't go on, and tears flowed down her eyes.

Wang Zhaoming hugged her into his arms and said softly: "No matter whether this trip is successful or not, there is no hope of survival, this is my own choice, I want to use my actions to break all kinds of untruths against the leaders of the revolutionary party, so that the comrades can regain their strength and carry out the struggle to overthrow the imperial court to the end." Bijun, you remember, although I will shed blood under the Silver Ingot Bridge or on the streets of the vegetable market, I still look forward to the entry of the revolutionary army into the capital! Wang Zhaoming became excited.

Chen Bijun looked at him with teary eyes: "Zhaoming, today is our last night...... I am willing to give myself to you. ”

Wang Zhaoming got up for a moment and hurriedly went to untie Chen Bijun's cheongsam, but after a while, he stopped: "No, Bijun, I can't ruin the happiness of your life because of a momentary impulse......

"Zhaoming, I volunteered, I love you! I don't care about the form, as long as you want, we'll have the wedding now. ”

Wang Zhaoming calmed down: "Bijun, a revolutionary has no place to live, life is not guaranteed, marriage will inevitably fall into misfortune for his wife, and let his loved one be unhappy in his life, which is a great sin. I swore that if the revolution did not succeed, I would not get married! He left Chen Bijun and walked out of the room alone.

Just when Chen Bijun was crying and grieving, Erqingni wandered to the vicinity of the Silver Ingot Bridge, and he saw two people jumping off the Silver Ingot Bridge from a distance, this strange behavior attracted his attention, Erqingni stood up and said to himself: "Hey! In the middle of the night, what are you doing under the bridge? Ercheni thought for a moment: Could it be that the little vixen who was friendly with her saw me hiding? No, I'll have to go over and see. In this way, Erchenny quietly approached the bridge with an angry heart.

It was a moonlit night, under the silver ingot bridge, the two were busy nervously, Yu Peilun planted the bomb, and Huang Fusheng pulled the wire behind him.

Erqingni hid in the dark and watched for a long time, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and thought, it's okay, it's not that little vixen.

Erqingni turned around and was about to leave, and pondered again: No, how did you pull the wire? What are they going to do with this black light? Shouldn't it be...... Gotcha, hurry! Erqingny ran in a panic, tripped over a stone under his feet in the darkness, stumbled a little, and almost fell. Erqingni did not dare to delay, and immediately went to the patrol police department to report to the police.

The noise made by Erqingni attracted Huang Fusheng's attention, and he whispered to Yu Peilun: "It's not good, we have been discovered. ”

Yu Peilun stood up after hearing this, and by the hazy moonlight, he carefully identified Erqingni's distant back: "Who could it be?" ”

The two of them discussed and retreated to a safe place to observe first. It wasn't long before a squad of patrolmen outflanked the Silver Ingot Bridge, and they had to evacuate quickly.

The next day, the matter spread in the capital. Pan Wenya had already made an appointment to ask Huang Fusheng to take pictures of her on this day, and then Zhang Youlin accompanied her to visit some places of interest in the capital. When she came to the Shouzhen photo studio as promised, Zhang Youlin was already waiting there in advance. Pan Wenya brought several sets of gorgeous costumes, she kept changing her outfits, posing in various beautiful poses, Huang Fusheng seized the wonderful moment and pressed the shutter in time, the two cooperated quite tacitly, Zhang Youlin sat on the sofa and admired. When the filming was about to end, Wang Zhaoming came in through the back door, and the two talked.

"Brother Zhaoming, have you heard of it? Last night, the police found a bomb under the Shichahai Silver Ingot Bridge, good guys, these revolutionaries are really daring. Zhang Youlin said it easily on the surface, but in fact, he was still muttering in his heart, he wasn't sure if this was done by the people in front of him.

Wang Zhaoming pretended not to know: "Oh, I don't know yet, who did you listen to?" ”

"It's all in the newspapers, saying that it's for the regent, and it's a factional struggle within the court."

"How so?" Wang Zhaoming was very interested.

"The newspaper said that the newspaper packed with explosives was in foreign language, with the words London on it, and that Tao Beile and Xun Beizi had just returned from London, and some people suspected that they had instructed someone to do it, and some people suspected that Prince Qing wanted to usurp power......"

Before Zhang Youlin finished speaking, Yu Peilun came in from outside excitedly with a newspaper in his hand: "The latest news in the newspaper, the murderer has been caught!" ”

"Who is it?" Zhang Youlin asked.

Yu Peilun shook his head: "I didn't elaborate." ”

After Pan Wenya finished taking pictures, Wang Zhaoming sent them to the door of the shop: "You guys are good, Mr. Zhang, you are welcome to sit at any time." ”

sent Pan Wenya and Zhang Youlin away, and when there were no customers in the shop, several people got together again. Huang Fusheng lowered his head, his voice was low, and he was repeating the words that he had already said several times: "The responsibility for this matter lies with me, I should have diverted the bombs and wires while the patrol officers were not ......"

Yu Peilun interrupted him: "Things have happened, fortunately, there is no danger, there is nothing wrong, the big deal is the loss of some explosives and wires, don't blame yourself." ”

"Yes, it seems that the imperial court has made a wrong judgment and caught some murderers, and by the time they figure it out, we will have evacuated safely!" Wang Zhaoming looked quite excited, paused for a moment, and said firmly, "Now I have decided that this plan will be carried out again, and I will not give up until the goal is achieved!" Pei Lun, you're going to go to Tokyo right away to buy explosives. ”

Yu Peilun stood up: "Yes!" I'll leave tomorrow. ”

"Bijun has already gone to buy a ticket, she will also leave tomorrow to go to Nanyang to raise funds, and I and Fusheng will stay here to plan the next action......"

Due to the attempted assassination of the regent, the silver ingot bridge became the focus of people's attention for a while, and it was originally a famous landscape in the capital, so Zhang Youlin temporarily changed his plan and took Pan Wenya to Shichahai.

The front sea and the back sea of Shichahai are like a long gourd, and there is a small stone arch bridge of white marble in its bee waist, because it resembles an ingot, so it is named the silver ingot bridge. The silver ingot bridge was built in the Ming Dynasty, don't look at the bridge body is not big, but it is the finishing touch of Shicha Seascape District, standing on the bridge and overlooking the West Mountain is a must. At that time, people could not see the West Mountain in the suburbs when they stood on any flat land in the capital, and only when they stood on the silver ingot bridge at the same height as the ground and looked westward, they could appreciate the graceful and abundant beauty of the West Mountain. This is because the wide and long Houhai Sea constitutes a fan-shaped perspective, and there are no tall buildings in the Xinjiekou area, so Xishan is presented in people's field of vision and can be seen at a glance.

Pan Wenya held on to the railing of the silver ingot bridge and looked into the distance, Zhang Youlin introduced: "The silver ingot view of the mountain is one of the sixteen views of Yanjing," there is a clear record in the historical books of the Ming Dynasty, and the Qianlong Emperor also wrote a poem to praise: "The silver screen overlaps the Zhan Xuming, the Langlang peak is facing the imperial capital, the light of the ten thousand ravines welcomes the dawn, and the thousand forests and qiong crumbs reflect the sunshine." ”

It is the beginning of spring, and the trees are still bare, and Pan Wenya has some regrets: "It must be better here in summer." ”

"That's right, every summer, especially when the rain is clear, the blue sky is like washing, and the western mountains at that time are lush and green, with layers of mountains, which has a different charm."

The breeze mixed with the aroma of barbecue wafted in, Pan Wenya sniffed her nose, and immediately said that she was hungry, Zhang Youlin smiled, and took her to walk down the silver ingot bridge, and entered the barbecue season restaurant only dozens of steps away from the silver ingot bridge.

The two sat down at the table by the window, and Pan Wenya asked in surprise: "The capital also eats barbecue?" ”

Zhang Youlin poured her tea: "Of course, the barbecue was first brought into the capital by the Mongolians, and it was first barbecued in the open air, full of game, burning pine wood under the grilled strips, and roasting tender mutton on the grilled strips, the fragrance of pine smoke and the fragrance of mutton mixed together, wafting around, making people have a great appetite." Zhang Youlin was quite fascinated: "At that time, people held a pot to sip wine, one hand to eat meat, summer and autumn can also watch the lotus flowers on the side of the silver ingot bridge, there is a lot of 'scorching fragrance floating clear smoke' of the beauty and artistic conception...... Later, this way of eating barbecue was moved to the store, this restaurant is also a famous restaurant in Beijing, from the Xianfeng period began to operate, the raw materials of barbecue meat are particularly particular, to be marinated and simmered first, so that after the roast is cooked, it contains the pulp and smooth, mellow and thick, and it is not greasy or fatty, it will definitely make you feast on it......"

Pan Wenya has always had a soft spot for meat delicacies, and she tasted them one by one and praised them all. During the banquet, Pan Wenya asked, "Is the regent's house near here?" ”

Zhang Youlin pointed to a mansion in the west: "That's it, the Prince Regent's Mansion was the Prime Minister's Mansion of the University of Nalan Pearl when Kangxi was the Emperor." ”

Pan Wenya pondered for a moment: "So, Nalan Xingde was born there?" ”

Zhang Youlin nodded: "Yes, not only did there be such a big word writer as Nalan Xingde, but after Nalan Mingzhu, it also became the palace of Prince Cheng, the eleventh son of Lord Qianlong." ”

"Who is Prince Cheng? Haven't heard of it. ”

"Prince Cheng Yongying was a famous calligrapher of the generation at that time."

Pan Wenya was a little regretful: "It's a pity that I don't know much about calligraphy. ”

After some playing, Zhang Youlin sent Pan Wenya back to her residence. Zhang Youlin returned Wang Zhaoming's article carefully wrapped in Rong Bao Zhai's wrapping paper to Pan Wenya: "I have read Mr. Wang's article, he is doing a great thing, which is admirable." ”

"Why don't you give it to me when you take pictures?" Pan Wenya was surprised.

"This is a top-secret thing, there are too many people in the photo studio, you must take care of it."

"I'll return it to Bijun in the evening." Pan Wenya put the article in the handbag she carried with her.

"The murderer who plotted to assassinate the regent has been caught, and a stone in my heart has finally fallen to the ground, otherwise, I really thought that Mr. Wang and they did it."

Zhang Youlin said goodbye to Pan Wenya, he had already walked to the door of the room, and turned around again: "Mr. Wang is an important figure in the Alliance, and the imperial court has offered 100,000 taels of silver to reward his head, isn't it safer for him to be in Japan?" What are you doing under the nose of the imperial court? ”

Pan Wenya shook her head: "I don't know about this. ”

This matter not only made Zhang Youlin feel strange, but soon, the Patrol Police Department also paid attention to the shopkeeper Wang of the Liuli Factory Shouzhen Photo Studio.