[Chapter 18]
Zhang Youlin came to his cousin's house early in the morning, Zhang Jilin was lying on the bed, and when he saw him coming in, he struggled to sit up, Zhang Youlin hurriedly walked a few steps to support him: "Brother, are you better?" β
Zhang Jilin's face was sallow, and he looked at him with blank eyes: "Youlin, I can't get better from this illness, right?" β
"Don't think so, illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, you have to take care of it for a few more days." Zhang Youlin comforted.
"What the hell am I sick with? None of you will tell me that your sister-in-law is shedding tears behind my back, and you will come over twice in three days, and I will guess in my heart that I will not leave ......."
Before Zhang Jilin finished speaking, Zhang Shanlin came in: "Youlin is here, what do you say Jilin is going on?" I didn't eat less medicine, but it didn't get better, and people were getting thinner and thinner day by day, otherwise you asked someone to find it, let's change a doctor, Jilin can't be smashed in the hands of quacks. β
"Dad, it's not a matter of changing doctors." Zhang Jilin was disgusted.
Zhang Youlin stood up: "Uncle, don't worry, I'll inquire again." β
"He's sick like this, can I not be in a hurry?" Zhang Shanlin sighed, "Alas! I'm like a rabbit in my heart. β
Seeing that his cousin was not as good as he was doing day by day, Zhang Youlin was anxious. Leaving his cousin's house, he hurried to Rong Bao Zhai, as soon as he entered the door, Zhuang Huchen asked, "How is your brother's illness?" β
Zhang Youlin's face was full of sadness: "It's still not good, I heard that Imperial Doctor Fan in the Tai Hospital has a unique job of treating my brother's disease, do you have a way to invite Imperial Doctor Fan?" β
Zhuang Huchen thought for a while: "I have to find someone." β
"You as soon as possible, I'm afraid of my brother...... Can't hold it. Zhang Youlin's expression was gloomy.
"Okay, as long as Imperial Doctor Fan is in the capital, we have to invite him for as much money as we spend, you take care of the shop first, and I'll go."
Before Zhuang Huchen left, a patrol officer walked in: "Who is Zhuang Huchen?" β
Zhuang Huchen hurriedly greeted him: "I am, what's the matter?" β
"Come with me." The patrolman was expressionless.
Zhuang Huchen and Zhang Youlin were both stunned, and after a moment, Zhuang Huchen said: "Youlin, I'll come when I go." β
The patrol officer took Zhuang Huchen away, looking at their backs, Zhang Youlin was worried, thinking to himself, the patrol police came to the door, this is not a good thing.
The patrol police took Zhuang Huchen directly to the office of Sergeant Wang of the Nancheng Patrol Police Department, and saw Wang Zhaoming's article on the desk in front of Sheriff Wang, and next to it was Rong Baozhai's wrapping paper. Sheriff Wang was quite polite: "Shopkeeper Zhuang, please take a seat." β
Zhuang Huchen sat down nervously.
"Don't be nervous, please come here to ask a little thing." Sergeant Wang picked up the wrapping paper on the table, "This is Rong Bao Zhai's, right?" β
Zhuang Huchen nodded: "Yes." β
Sergeant Wang picked up Wang Zhaoming's article again: "What about this? β
The patrol officer standing on the side handed the article to Zhuang Huchen, and Zhuang Huchen looked at it carefully: "I haven't seen it, this is not Rong Bao Zhai's seal." With that, he stood up and returned the article to Sheriff Wang.
Sergeant Wang looked at Zhuang Huchen with his eagle-like eyes: "Haven't seen it?" Available is Rong Bao Zhai's wrapping paper. β
Zhuang Huchen replied very calmly: "Rong Bao Zhai's wrapping paper is still difficult to find?" Your stationery supplies from the patrol police department are imported from our Rong Bao Zhai, in case someone leaves the wrapping paper, wraps the bomb and puts it on your table, can you say that Rong Bao Zhai wants to harm you? β
Sergeant Wang softened his tone: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, Shopkeeper Zhuang, are you familiar with those people in the Shouzhen Photo Studio?" β
Zhuang Huchen hurriedly waved his hand: "I haven't come back, people are staying abroad, and they are not doing a business, at most they can meet and say hello." β
"Oh, that's right." Sergeant Wang was silent for a moment, and continued, "I invite you to come here today to tell you that Rong Bao Zhai is an old shop in Liuli Factory, and the shopkeeper Zhuang is also a law-abiding person. β
"Definitely, definitely!" Zhuang Huchen was relieved.
Coming out of the patrol police hall, Zhuang Huchen's footsteps also became brisk, and the scene a few days ago couldn't help but resurface in front of him.
It was the day before Miss Chen returned to Nanyang, Zhuang Huchen was telling Yun Sheng about Hu Kaiwen's ink in the shop, and Wang Zhaoming walked in: "Shopkeeper Zhuang, I will return the money to you." β
"What silver?" Zhuang Huchen was puzzled.
"Just now, Miss Chen bought ten taels more of the stationery supplies from you."
"It's my business, it can't be." Zhuang Huchen's head shook like a rattle. In the past few decades in Liulichang, he really hasn't made a mistake in money.
Wang Zhaoming put the silver ticket on the counter: "You calculate it again." β
Zhuang Huchen opened the account book and counted it again, and couldn't help but change his expression: "Shopkeeper Wang, thank you so much, I ...... I was dazzled. β
"You're welcome, your money should be returned to you." Wang Zhaoming took out another list, "Miss Chen also wants to bring some more poems and brushes from Rong Bao Zhai to send to friends, please prepare them for you, and I will pick them up in an hour." β
"Don't run away, I'll let the guy send it to you when you're ready." Zhuang Huchen sent Wang Zhaoming to the door and thanked him again.
"Shopkeeper Wang is really a good person!" Yun Sheng sighed.
Zhuang Huchen knew in his heart that ten taels of silver was enough for their whole family to live for a month, and he muttered in his mouth: "I'm afraid, if this falls into the hands of others, ten taels of silver will be lost." β
"Be a neighbor with such a person, and sleep well at night."
"Down-to-earth?" Zhuang Huchen glanced at Yun Sheng and didn't say anything more.
In front of him is the Taiyi Pavilion, Zhuang Huchen made up his mind, as long as the shopkeeper Wang didn't do anything out of the ordinary, he would open one eye and close one eye.
Erqingni is an idle person, just put the sixth aunt too rest, and is about to marry another one, and the wedding card for inviting Zhuang Huchen to drink the wedding wine has been sent to Rong Bao Zhai. Zhuang Huchen thought to himself, he was really not too troublesome. Zhuang Huchen is very busy these days, but the affairs of Lord E's affairs cannot be neglected, for the noon banquet, he deliberately got up early in the morning, planning to finish the things in hand first, and then go to the banquet in a down-to-earth manner.
Zhuang Huchen opened the side door of Rong Bao Zhai's backyard and came in, smelled a smell, looked up, and saw smoke coming from the courtyard of the Shouzhen photo studio next door. "Oh no, it's on fire!" Zhuang Huchen shouted, "It's on fire, come and put out the fire......
Hearing the shouting, the guys rushed out of the back door of the shop in a panic, Zhuang Huchen hurriedly asked them to take the firefighting guy to the next door to call the door, and everyone put out the burning items.
Wang Zhaoming gratefully shook Zhuang Huchen's hand: "Shopkeeper Zhuang, thank you so much, if you hadn't found out early, the loss would have been great." β
"Hey, neighbors, why are you so polite, but in the future, you young people must be careful, cigarette butts can no longer be thrown away."
Wang Zhaoming nodded: "I know, your side is full of flammable materials, we must pay more attention!" β
When everyone dispersed, Huang Fusheng had palpitations, and he wiped the sweat droplets rolling down his face and said, "Fortunately, there is no explosives, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." β
"Resurrection, this fire burns a little weird." Wang Zhaoming frowned.
"Maybe I didn't pay attention, and I threw the cigarette butt next to the flammable material when I went out to relieve it, and I just paid attention to it in the future." Huang Fusheng didn't care.
Due to the fire, a corner of the set used for taking pictures was burned out, and it was improvised and not presentable, so Wang Zhaoming had to hire someone to renovate the interior and decorate the faΓ§ade by the way. He never thought that this was a trap of the imperial court, and the secret agents of the patrol police station took this opportunity to infiltrate the Shouzhen photo studio and found evidence, and a few days later, on a moon-thin night, Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng were arrested unknowingly.
Zhuang Huchen went home last night, and as soon as he turned into the glass factory this morning, he heard the voice of the little boy selling newspapers along the street: "I read the newspaper, I read the newspaper, I caught the revolutionary party in the Shouzhen photo studio, I read the newspaper, the revolutionary party who assassinated the regent was caught in the Shouzhen photo studio......" Zhuang Huchen was stunned, walked forward quickly and bought a copy, stood on the side of the street and saw it, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.
The entrance to the photo studio has been sealed, and the surrounding area is crowded. "Labor, let me pass, you ...... labor" Zhuang Huchen laboriously walked through the crowd and walked up the steps of Rong Bao Zhai. When he arrived at the door, he stopped, looked sideways at the Shouzhen photo studio, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh from his mouth: "Alas! Shopkeeper Wang, why are you suffering? β
Zhuang Huchen entered the shop, Zhang Xi'er, Wang Renshan, and Yun Sheng were getting together to discuss the matter next door, Zhang Xi'er asked, "Shopkeeper, do you know everything?" β
Zhuang Huchen waved the newspaper in his hand: "This is all published." β
Zhang Xi'er shook her head: "Look at the shopkeeper Wang, they are crepe, where do they look like assassins." β
"No one should be a disgrace." Zhuang Huchen sat down.
Yun Sheng served tea: "Shopkeeper, how did they get discovered by the patrol police?" β
Zhuang Huchen took a sip of the tea bowl: "The newspaper said that the shopkeeper Wang had fallen for the court's plan, and after the patrol police found the bomb under the silver ingot bridge, they immediately understood that it was the revolutionary party who did it, and the court was afraid that the revolutionary party would run away, so they intended to let out the wind at the newspaper, saying that this was a struggle for power and profit within the court, and that the murderer had been caught. β
"How did the patrol police find out that Shopkeeper Wang was the revolutionary party who carried out the assassination?" Wang Renshan asked with a frown.
Zhuang Huchen looked at him appreciatively: "That's a little bit of a question, what does the patrol do?" Take out the bomb from under the silver ingot bridge, and you can see it at a glance, the explosives in the bomb are foreign-made, but there are a few iron nails that we have here. β
"The patrol is really good!" Yun Sheng sighed.
Zhuang Huchen continued: "The patrol police found clues, but they didn't act rashly, do you remember that a few days ago, the Shouzhen photo studio was on fire and decorated the faΓ§ade, right? Among the hired people were the spies of the Patrol Department. β
Wang Renshan suddenly realized: "No wonder, I saw that person, and said in my heart: Why is this craftsman absent-minded in his work?" After a long time, he dared to be a secret agent. Shopkeeper, what did he check? β
"The confidential documents for the assassination, the evidence is conclusive, and the Patrol Police Department arrested Wang and them."
"It turns out that the revolutionary party is next door to us, this time it is really an eye-opener!" Yun Sheng was still immersed in it, and Zhuang Huchen stood up: "Come on, let's talk about it here, what should you do?" β
The guys dispersed and began to get busy, Zhuang Huchen also came to the north house in the backyard, he settled down, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat these days was finally put down.
In the morning, He Jiabi was sorting out her clothes in the bedroom, and when someone came in, she asked cautiously, "Madam, where is the master?" β
"Just got out."
The employer hesitated: "It's out......"
"Is there something wrong?" He Jiabi raised her head.
"Someone is looking for the master."
He Jiabi didn't care, and continued to sort out her clothes: "Who?" β
"I don't know, it's a foreign lady, dressed like a flower butterfly."
He Jiabi immediately stopped, with displeasure on her face: "You let her in?" β
"I'm waiting in the living room, I didn't dare tell the old lady, or else...... Are you going to meet? β
He Jiabi walked into the living room and saw Pan Wenya burst into tears, she was puzzled: "Miss Pan, what's wrong?" β
"Sister He, Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng were arrested by the patrol police." Pan Wenya stood up and replied in a choked voice.
At this time, Zhang Youlin stepped into the threshold with a newspaper in his hand: "I know." β
Pan Wenya turned around and looked at him with teary eyes: "Mr. Zhang, please help save them, as far as I know, they have no other acquaintances in the capital." β
"Don't worry, think about it slowly." Zhang Youlin comforted.
"Miss Pan, sit down." He Jiabi beckoned to the employee again, "Make a pot of tea." β
The three of them discussed together for a long time, and He Jiabi left Pan Wenya for dinner before sending her away.
This night, Zhang Youlin kept his brows tightly knit until almost midnight, lying in bed still pondering. He Jiabi tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and said worriedly: "This is not easy to do, assassinating the regent is not a matter that can be settled with silver." β
"Yes, the imperial court has announced that it is ready to establish a constitution, and it is said that the Ministry of Justice will hold a trial of this case in accordance with the methods of a civilized country, so it will not be beheaded and closed in a hurry like the six gentlemen of Wuxu, so there is time to think of a way."
He Jiabi looked at him: "Youlin, let me say something, maybe you don't like to listen, if you don't get it, it's a matter of losing your head, you don't help but don't say it, even you are in it, you and Wang Zhaoming are not related, is it worth it?" β
Zhang Youlin sat up: "I've thought about this matter carefully, it's worth it!" Wang Zhaoming: They are exchanging their personal bloodshed and sacrifice for the progress of the whole society and the happiness of most people, including you and me. Although I don't have the courage of theirs, I admire their dedication. Jiabi, don't worry, I will weigh the pros and cons and try to help them if possible. β
The case of the assassination of the regent was quickly tried, and because the case was not trivial, Shang Shu of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and Prince Shanqi of Su personally served as the presiding judges, and people from all walks of life, such as Zhang Youlin, Pan Wenya, and Zhao Hanbo, who were concerned about the case, all sat in the auditorium early and waited for the hearing, and the patrol police department also specially strengthened the police force to prevent accidents.
The jailer brought Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng up, and Shanqi asked Wang Zhaoming: "Name?" β
"Wang Zhaoming, alias Jingwei." Wang Zhaoming's expression was calm.
"Do you have any objections to the facts of your crime?"
Wang Zhaoming held his head high and said loudly: "There is no objection to my behavior, however, I do not admit that it is a crime." β
With a "snap", Shanqi slapped the startled wood on the table: "Presumptuous!" What is it that plotting to assassinate the regent, isn't it a crime? β
Wang Zhaoming was impassioned: "When I was in Tokyo, I was the chief writer of the "Minbao", and my life and purpose were published in the "Minbao", so I will not say much here. After the defeat of Dr. Sun Yat-sen, I voluntarily came to Beijing in order to find an opportunity to assassinate high-ranking officials of the imperial court, so as to inspire the hearts of the revolutionary party in the world and encourage the comrades to continue to fight for the overthrow of the corrupt imperial court! I didn't plan to get out of here alive, what should I do, please. β
The court was silent for a moment, and Shanqi asked again, "Who are your comrades?" β
Wang Zhaoming replied categorically: "I am not in the same party. β
"Which of you two is the mastermind?" Shanqi's alert gaze scanned back and forth on Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng's faces.
Huang Fusheng hurriedly replied: "I am!" β
Wang Zhaoming hurriedly denied: "No, Lord Presiding Judge, I am the mastermind." β
Huang Fusheng made a look: "Zhaoming, don't fight." β
"Lord Inquisitor, please don't believe his words, assassinate the regent, I am the mastermind......" Wang Zhaoming was about to say more, Shanqi stood up and roared: "Bold! Then he brushed his sleeves and left.
When the court announced the adjournment, Pan Wenya was very surprised, and on the way back, she asked Zhang Youlin: "Why don't you continue the trial?" β
"I don't know if you've noticed, the presiding judge seems to appreciate Wang Zhaoming."
Pan Wenya shook her head: "I didn't pay attention, who is this chief judge?" β
"The current Ministry of Civil Affairs is still the secretary of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and Prince Su is good at the elderly. Shanqi's ancestor is the founding father of the Qing Dynasty and one of the eight iron hat kings, Haoge, because it is hereditary, so it is still a prince in Shanqi's generation, and the assassination of the regent is a big case, which is tried by him personally. Zhang Youlin pondered, "I think it's a good thing for Shanqi to brush his sleeves and go, which means that he doesn't want to behead Wang Zhaoming and them immediately, so there is room for maneuver." β
"Do you have a solution?" Pan Wenya looked at him in surprise.
"Not yet, but it's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen, so do your best." In fact, Zhang Youlin already had the idea of rescuing Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng at this time.
A few days later, Zhang Youlin invited Chen Guangqi, a subordinate of Prince Su and the right senator of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, to dinner in a private room in Hongxing Building. Chen Guangqi often patronizes Rong Bao Zhai, and Zhang Youlin is also an acquaintance. During the banquet, Zhang Youlin asked:
"Lord Chen, I heard that Prince Su sympathized with Wang Zhaoming and them, is this true?"
Chen Guangqi put down his chopsticks: "It's true, Prince Su read Wang Zhaoming's article published in the "Minbao" and other manuscripts found in the Shouzhen Photo Studio, and was very excited, and admired his character and foresight very much. Chen Guangqi leaned close to Zhang Youlin's ear and lowered his voice, "Actually, Prince Su has long hated the corruption of the imperial court, and he even said something like this in private: If I hadn't been born in the imperial family, I would have joined the revolutionary party and rebelled against the imperial court......"
Zhang Youlin was overjoyed when he heard this, but he was still silent on the surface.
"If you want to talk about our court, alas, there are too many places to make people feel heartwarming!" Chen Guangqi sighed.
"Prince Su sympathizes with Wang Zhaoming, what good is this for the verdict?"
Chen Guangqi shook his head: "It's still unclear. β
Zhang Youlin gave Chen Guangqi a dish: "Lord Chen, you have been by Prince Su's side for many years, what hobbies does Prince Su have?" β
"If you want to talk about hobbies, Prince Su likes calligraphy, and his handwriting is very good." Chen Guangqi looked at Zhang Youlin, "Brother, the Shouzhen Photo Studio is open on the edge of Rong Bao Zhai, I know that you have a good relationship with Wang Zhaoming, what are your plans?" β
"If I have any plans, I have to go through you, Lord Chen, come, drink!" Zhang Youlin raised the wine glass in his hand.
Returning home from Hongxing Building, Mama Li and He Jiabi were coaxing Xiaolu in the bedroom, and when they saw Zhang Youlin coming back, Mama Li stood up and took Xiaolu from He Jiabi's hand: "Let's go, little baby, let your mother sleep soundly today." β
"Here, let Daddy kiss it." Zhang Youlin leaned over to his son's red little face and kissed it.
"You can cover him tightly, this little thing kicks the quilt at night." He Jiabi advised.
"Young grandma, leave it to me, you can rest assured." Li's mother went out with Xiaolu in her arms.
Zhang Youlin closed the door: "Jiabi, you have to do me a favor, I plan to use "Our Lady of Xiling" to save Wang Zhaoming and them." β
He Jiabi listened, and was silent for a long time before speaking: "Are you sure?" β
"It's hard to say, but I want to give it a try, "Our Lady of Xiling" is our mother's baby, and it's all up to you to move her old man!" Zhang Youlin looked at his wife, his eyes full of anticipation.
In this world, He Jiabi is the person who knows Zhang Youlin best, don't look at him usually eating, drinking and having fun all day long, on the surface, he doesn't seem to have much thought, but his heart is like a mirror, especially in major matters, he is clear and never ambiguous, if he thinks about what to do, he must have a reason to do it. Although He Jiabi muttered in her heart about taking out the "Xiling Holy Mother Post" to save people, she still relied on her husband: "How can I tell my mother? β
Zhang Youlin has already thought about this, he is so so, so and so...... Taught He Jiabi in detail.
After breakfast the next day, Zhang Youlin left home under the pretext of leaving the house, He Jiabi handed Xiaolu to the employer, and read it attentively with a newspaper in his hand.
"Jiabi, what do you see? I see you're hooked. Zhang Li felt that his daughter-in-law was a little strange today, and she didn't even look at the child.
He Jiabi's eyes did not leave the newspaper: "What the newspaper said was about Wang Zhaoming and them." β
"Have the shopkeeper Wang and the photographer been beheaded?" Zhang Li is also very concerned about this matter.
"No, the trial was held once, and now the trial is adjourned."
"The imperial court has also learned a new school, and if it was such a big thing as plotting to assassinate the regent, if it had been left in the past, the emperor would have been beheaded a long time ago." Zhang Li looked at the family photo hanging on the wall and sighed, "Alas, Mr. Wang's shopkeeper is a talent, and Mr. Photography is also crepe, if it is really beheaded, it will be a pity." β
"Mom, there are poems written by Wang Zhaoming on it, and he is really literary." He Jiabi admired.
"You read it to me."
He Jiabi picked a song "Arrested and Occupied" and read it to her mother-in-law:
The street stones are obsessed, and the vicissitudes of life are sorrowful;
Flying alone is tireless, and he is ashamed to chase the waves.
It is purple and red, and it is difficult to render from the knowledge;
He was so good that he recognized blood stains.
Generous Geyan City, calmly as a prisoner of Chu;
Lead the knife into a fast, live up to the boy's head.
Keep the soul behind, and the remnants of the body will be robbed;
The green phosphorescent light is not extinguished, and it shines on Yantai every night.
"Wow that's so well written!" Zhang Li nodded frequently, "It seems that Wang is not an ordinary person. β
"This poem has been spread all over the capital, and right now, people from all walks of life are trying to find a way to save them, even the chief judge of this case, Prince Su, is moved, Prince Su admires Wang Zhaoming, and Youlin is also busy with it." He Jiabi said what she had prepared in advance.
Zhang Li was surprised: "Youlin is also busy? β
"Acquittal is impossible, but as long as Prince Su is determined to exonerate them from the death penalty, he will leave his life first, and nothing else will be said later."
Zhang Li pondered: "Didn't Prince Su admire the shopkeeper Wang?" He is the chief judge of this case, and he won't get it if he doesn't kill them? β
He Jiabi shook his head: "It's not that simple, the assassination of the regent is a big case after all, and it is necessary to make Prince Su make up his mind from all aspects. β
He Jiabi said it lightly, but Zhang Li became angry all of a sudden: "Wait...... What did you say? Youlin's idea to play "Our Lady of Xiling"? How dare he think that you told him that there was no door! If you want to hit the idea of "Our Lady of Xiling", take away my old life first. β
He Jiabi refilled her mother-in-law's tea bowl: "Mom, don't worry, don't worry, aren't we just trying to discuss with you?" Of course, you have to agree to this. Mom, you know your son, Youlin is a high-minded and arrogant person, and he rarely admires anyone, but I can see that Youlin really admires those revolutionary parties and admires Mr. Wang Zhaoming. β
"Admire?" Zhang Li asked rhetorically.
"Mom, they are a group of respectable people, and what they do is not for themselves, but to save the country and the people. I have heard that they are all children of a family, and if they had not joined the revolutionary party, they could have enjoyed glory and wealth, but they just abandoned their families and careers, and even put their lives on the line without regrets. He Jiabi said eloquently.
Zhang Li is a very sensible old man, listening to his daughter-in-law say this, most of the fire has disappeared: "Jiabi, you have a point, according to what you say, the revolutionary party is a good person, but then again, there are good people in the world, but our Zhang family only has one "Xiling Holy Lady Post", if you want to save people, there are many people in the world who should be saved, where can we save it?" β
"According to me, "Liu Yu Tu" and "Our Lady of Xiling" are the treasures of the Zhang family, even if they are intact in your hands, it is difficult to say what will happen to you after a hundred years, even if the young forest protects it well, but what about the young forest after a hundred years? In case it falls into the hands of unscrupulous descendants, it is better to use it now to do something serious than to exchange it for silver. Mom, this is also what Youlin meant, he said that you are a person who believes in Buddhism, isn't there such a saying? 'Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter', we can't see death and fail to save these revolutionaries no matter what. He Jiabi said everything to the festival.
Zhang Li stood up: "Don't be busy, Jiabi, you and Youlin don't force me, I can't talk about you, it's not a trivial matter, let me think about it." The old lady left with tears in her eyes.
When He Jiabi persuaded his mother, Zhang Youlin originally wanted to go around the shop, but as soon as he turned into the glass factory, he saw Chen Bijun wandering in front of the closed Shouzhen photo studio from a distance, Zhang Youlin hurriedly ran over and asked quietly: "Miss Chen, why do you dare to be here?" β
Chen Bijun raised his head and burst into tears.
There was an empty foreign car coming over on the opposite side, Zhang Youlin stretched out his hand to stop it, and instructed the coachman: "Send this young lady to the Mingyuanlou teahouse." β
Chen Bijun had just sat down in a corner of the teahouse, and Zhang Youlin arrived later, wiping the sweat from his head: "Miss Chen, you must not go to the Shouzhen Photo Studio again, the secret agents of the imperial court often haunt the door, it is too dangerous." β
Chen Bijun choked up: "Mr. Zhang, you are a child of a family in the capital, you have many connections and connections, can you help me entrust someone?" I would like to see Wang Zhaoming. β
Zhang Youlin was taken aback: "Mr. Wang is a serious offender of the imperial court, I'm afraid...... It's not that easy. β
Chen Bijun stood up and knelt down for Zhang Youlin: "I'm unfamiliar with the people in the capital, please help me with this, I don't care how much money I spend, as long as I can see him......" Chen Bijun couldn't go on.
Zhang Youlin hurriedly helped her up: "Miss Chen, Mr. Wang is my friend, how can I ignore your affairs?" β
After sending Chen Bijun away, Zhang Youlin returned to Rong Bao Zhai, and after thinking about it, he sent someone to Titaozuo to find Song Xuan. At present, Zhuang Huchen has handed over the post set to Song Xuan to take care of, and he rarely comes here.
Song Xuan hurried over when he heard the call, Zhang Youlin took him to a secluded place in the backyard, and asked quietly: "When Senior Brother Dezi was here, he was quite familiar with a guard in the prison of the Criminal Department, and I also know that person, what is his name?" β
"His name is Liu Yiming, and he is a fellow countryman of Lord E's follower Saburo......"
Song Xuan was about to go on, but Zhang Youlin interrupted him: "Yes, it's Liu Yiming, are you familiar with him?" β
"It's very familiar, he and San Lang are fellow villagers, every time I invite San Lang to dinner, I call him, this person is also very refreshing."
"Wait, you often invite Saburo to dinner? Why? Zhang Youlin was a little surprised.
"Isn't Lord Eh in charge of the procurement of stationery supplies in the palace? The shopkeeper has already explained, let us often invite San Lang to eat or something, although San Lang is an errand boy, but there is a wind and grass in the adult, San Lang sent a message. β
"Oh, Master's heart is so delicate." Zhang Youlin secretly praised. After a while, he asked again: "Is Liu Yiming still in prison in the Ministry of Law?" β
Song Xuan nodded: "Yes, the age is not young, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it for long, when Senior Brother Dezi was there earlier, he contacted San Lang and Liu Yiming, after Senior Brother Dezi left, the shopkeeper asked me to take over the shift, I also invited them to eat roast duck at the cheap shop last month, and Liu Yiming also came that day." β
Zhang Youlin was overjoyed: "That's great, bolt, you go to Liu Yiming immediately, I have something important to entrust." β
"Okay, I'll go right away, what should I say when I see him?"
"You just said that someone wants to go to prison to see Wang Zhaoming, please ask Liu Yiming to be accommodating, how much silver is needed, he just counts, in short, this matter must be done." Zhang Youlin understated.
Song Xuan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this: "Mom, go to see the shopkeeper Wang?" That's a key criminal in the court, does he Liu Yiming have the guts? β
"Song Xuan, if you don't have the guts, just say it clearly, I'll find someone else." Zhang Youlin looked at him coldly.
Song Xuan is not a bad seed, he hurriedly confessed: "Senior brother, you look down on me too much, what have I been afraid of?" Okay, you can listen to the letter at home, this matter is on me. β
Zhang Youlin asked him again: "Do you really have the courage to do this?" Not bragging, right? β
"Whoever brags about being a grandson, you just right." After speaking, Song Xuan quickly left to find Liu Yiming.
In the evening, Zhang Youlin returned home, the light in his mother's room was still on, he changed his clothes and was about to go over, Zhang Li came over with the "Xiling Virgin Post", she handed the scroll to her son: "Youlin, I figured it out, you take the "Xiling Virgin Post", you are right, save people's lives, win the seventh-level floating slaughter, I believe in the Buddha for a lifetime, I can't be as sensible as you." β
Zhang Youlin was very grateful: "Mom, thank you!" β
"Thank you, how many days will I live? I can see that something good will come to you, and sooner or later it will be scattered, but as long as you are doing good deeds, your mother will not feel distressed, so that's it. She walked to the door and turned around again, "I heard that Jilin has been doing well in the past two days, will his illness get better slowly?" β
Zhang Youlin shook his head: "Imperial Doctor Fan said that his medicine will last for two years at most. β
"Alas!" Zhang Li sighed, "Jilin is not yet forty years old, and there are no young and old people on Huangquan Road." After his mother left, Zhang Youlin hugged He Jiabi tightly, and he was once again excited by his wife's intelligence and understanding.
In a single cell in the Ministry of Justice Prison, Wang Zhaoming was sleeping soundly in a black hole all around. A faint oil lamp slowly approached here, and Liu Yiming walked over lightly with Chen Bijun.
After all the hardships, she finally saw her lover who dreamed day and night, Chen Bijun burst into tears like rain, and she called softly through the iron window: "Zhaoming, Zhaoming......"
Chen Bijun's familiar and warm voice that seemed to come from the sky hit Wang Zhaoming's ear drums, he turned over and sat up, rubbed his eyes, and when he saw that it was really Chen Bijun standing outside the iron window, he immediately ran over, held Chen Bijun's hand, and his voice trembled: "Bijun, this is not a dream, right?" β
Liu Yiming opened the cell door, and Chen Bijun walked into the cell.
"Miss Chen, be quiet, we only have ten minutes, and we must end before the shift change comes, otherwise you and I will be unlucky, do you hear clearly?" Liu Yiming advised.
"Thank you, thank you! Uncle, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you......"
Liu Yiming hurriedly helped Chen Bijun up: "Miss, I can't help it, I can't help it, this is what Mr. Rong Bao Zhai asked me to do, even if we lose our heads, we have to do it, we are old friends, Miss, you hurry up." β
Liu Yiming left, and Chen Bijun took Wang Zhaoming's hand: "You have suffered." β
Wang Zhaoming suddenly reacted: "Why are you still in Beijing?" It's too dangerous here! β
"I've put life and death on the line." Chen Bijun's tone was calm.
"That's not a needless sacrifice either."
Chen Bijun looked into his eyes: "I came to ask you to promise me one thing." β
Wang Zhaoming smiled bitterly: "I'm already in prison, what else can I promise you?" β
Chen Bijun said solemnly: "Let's get married!" β
Wang Zhaoming was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"The two of us, although blocked by the high walls of the prison, our hearts can pass through the thick walls and never separate for a moment."
Wang Zhaoming shook his head: "Bijun, why don't I want to grow old with you?" But now, I am a prisoner waiting to be beheaded, and there is no hope of getting out of prison. β
"I don't care, Zhaoming, we can't hold a formal wedding, but you and I will swear in our hearts to become husband and wife from now on, can you say?"
Wang Zhaoming's heart was surging, he burst into tears, and the two hugged each other tightly......
After meeting Wang Zhaoming, Chen Bijun fulfilled her wish, and under Wang Zhaoming's repeated requests, she promised to leave the capital as soon as possible. The ticket has been bought, Pan Wenya came to see her off, Chen Bijun took out the "Golden Wisp Song" written by Wang Zhaoming for her to Pan Wenya, Pan Wenya read it softly:
Is it safe to say goodbye? They met with desolation and everything, and they couldn't look back.
The country is ruined and the family is endlessly hateful, and it is forbidden to endure it in this life, which adds to the sorrow.
The bottom of the eye is like yesterday, and the heart is often hand in hand night and night. A chamber of blood, for the gentleman's section.
The tear stains are stained with clouds, leaning on the cold jacket to read carefully, and the residual lamp is like a bean.
Leaving this rest of the life to the bottom of the matter, the empty makes the old people sorrowful, and the head is the same as the old one.
It is not easy to trek through the river, and I wish the lonely soul before and after the ambulance. The intestines are broken, and it is difficult to sing.
Pan Wenya unconsciously shed tears, she wiped it, and praised it repeatedly: "Wang Zhaoming's poem is so well written, no wonder Mr. Zhongshan calls him a great talent, he is really talented, Bijun, I really envy you!" β
Chen Bijun sorted out the items in the suitcase: "Wenya, you don't have to hide it from me, I can see that you like Mr. Zhang Youlin, don't you?" β
Pan Wenya hurriedly covered up: "What are you talking nonsense?" Zhang Youlin is my fellow brother, he is my elder brother and my friend. β
Chen Bijun stood up: "You don't have to hide it, if you like it, you like it, what dare you not admit it?" You weren't like this before, when I met you on the ranch in Texas that year, you were wearing high riding boots, a cowboy outfit, a *** on your waist, riding a red horse, you dared to love and hate, if anyone provoked you, you dared to pull out a gun and duel with someone, Pan Wenya at that time was simply a woman. β
Pan Wenya's eyes widened: "Bijun, have I changed now?" Why don't I feel like that? β
"Does that need to be said? Your changes are simply too great! You are like a lady in front of Zhang Youlin, sometimes you look at his eyes ......"
"Yo, what's wrong with my eyes?"
"It's too complicated, there's everything, it's like a girl who has not yet opened her love and suddenly meets Prince Charming, adoring, adoring, and even jealous......"
Pan Wenya hurriedly stretched out her hand to block Chen Bijun's mouth: "Bijun, if you say it again, I will tear your mouth!" β
Chen Bijun dodged with a smile: "That's when it comes to your sore spots, what dare you not admit." β
Pan Wenya sighed: "Zhang Youlin, like Wang Zhaoming, is also a Taoist gentleman, we Chinese women who grew up overseas, I'm afraid we can't adapt to them anymore, they grew up reading the Four Books and the Five Classics." Bijun, my visit to Beijing this time is a dream of my girlhood, and I don't have to think about it again! β
Chen Bijun comforted: "Let's talk about it again, Zhang Youlin is a person with a wife, but, according to Chinese law, he can have several wives at the same time, if so, do you mind?" β
Pan Wenya didn't hesitate: "Of course I mind. This is impossible, in my opinion, this is simply a barbarian law, contrary to the spirit of a civilized society, and on this basis, I worship Wang Zhaoming and them, who went to the revolution at the expense of their own lives and shed blood and sacrifice, in order to build a civilized and free society. β
Chen Bijun glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Wenya, I'm going to the station, when will you go back to the United States?" β
"I'll leave in two days."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Youlin knocked on the door and came in: "Miss Chen, I'll see you off." β
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Chen Bijun took out a huge silver ticket that had been prepared a long time ago and handed it to him, "After I left, I also asked Mr. Zhang to often send some food to Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng, you can take this silver ticket." β
Zhang Youlin refused: "This is not necessary, Miss Chen, don't worry, I will ask someone to take care of them as much as possible." β
On the platform of Qianmen Railway Station, Chen Bijun and Pan Wenya hugged each other and said goodbye, Zhang Youlin handed the suitcase to Chen Bijun: "Miss Chen, have a safe journey." β
"Woo-" There was a long roar, and the train slowly drove off the platform. As soon as the capital was goodbye, I didn't know when we would see each other again, Pan Wenya couldn't help but burst into tears. Zhang Youlin handed over the handkerchief, and Pan Wenya wiped her tears: "I understand why Bijun risked her life to meet Wang Zhaoming, in her opinion, there is no better way to reflect the meaning of love than the union of two hearts." β
"Miss Chen will be safe when she leaves the capital." Zhang Youlin was thinking about another issue at this time.
On the way back, Zhang Youlin told Pan Wenya that he would be able to see Prince Su tomorrow night, hoping to inquire about the verdict against Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng at the dinner table.
"Mr. Zhang, I have booked a ticket to the United States, and I will leave the day after tomorrow."
Zhang Youlin was a little surprised: "Oh, so urgent? But...... It's okay, this time you went back to China to catch up with a lot of things, and you didn't take a good walk, you see, I'm also very busy, for Mr. Wang's business, whether it's useful or not, I always have to go for a run, so I can't take care of Miss Pan, I'm really sorry! β
"You're welcome, you've done a lot for your friends. I don't know when I can come back, and Mr. Zhang doesn't want to say anything to me? β
Zhang Youlin thought for a moment and said, "Take care of yourself, I wish you happiness!" β
Pan Wenya stood facing Zhang Youlin and stared at him: "Mr. Zhang...... No, I'll call you Young Forest, Young Forest, you know, that's not what I want to hear...... I'm about to break up, and there's a sentence I've always hidden in my heart and don't dare to say it......"
"If it's hard to say, don't say it." Zhang Youlin avoided her gaze.
"No, I'm going to say, otherwise I won't have a chance in the future, Youlin, listen up, what I want to say is, I like you, do you understand?"
"I understand, Miss Pan looks up to me, but I'm already married, and I don't seem to think about other women, don't you say, Miss Pan?"
Pan Wenya smiled: "Of course I know that you have a wife, but ...... That doesn't stop me from liking you, right? Zhang, you are a Western-educated person, you should understand that love ...... There is no reason for it, just to listen to the call of the heart. β
The two continued to walk forward, and Zhang Youlin replied: "Miss Pan, my current problem is that I have promised my wife that I will not accept concubines in this life, and will only be loyal to her alone, so I will not change my original promise, I'm sorry!" β
"A man's vow...... Is it that reliable? As far as I know, most of every married man has made a similar vow, and the result? Marriages on earth are not made good by the vows of both parties. β
"I can't control anyone else, but my promise will always work." Zhang Youlin's tone was firm.
"Your promise is never to take a concubine, but it does not include divorce, Youlin, I want to tell you, I hope you can divorce her, I have understood, according to Chinese law, there are no complicated procedures for divorce between husband and wife, as long as the husband writes a letter of divorce to his wife, it can take effect......"
"And then?"
"You marry me, Youlin, really, it's not that I'm selfish, she's really not suitable for you, a Western-educated person like you shouldn't find an old-fashioned woman as a wife, I'm afraid there is no common language between you......"
Pan Wenya was still talking to her heart's content, Zhang Youlin interrupted her: "Wenya, seeing you, no man will not be tempted, and I am the same, but I am a person who remembers commitments, since I have promised, I have to do it, please understand!" Besides, Jiabi and I don't have a common language, and we have a deep emotional foundation between us. β
Pan Wenya was silent, and after a while, she asked, "That's all, is there nothing else to say?" β
Zhang Youlin shook his head: "No more ......"
Pan Wenya was saddened, and she switched to English: "I understand, Zhang, I won't mention this matter again in the future, I'm sorry!" β
"Nothing, we'll always be friends." Zhang Youlin also used English.
"Then I'm leaving!" Pan Wenya left without looking back, Zhang Youlin looked at her back and stood there for a long time......
In the evening, Chen Guangqi took Zhang Youlin to the private room of the restaurant of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, where Prince Su usually entertains guests. Zhang Youlin looked around, except for two calligraphy hanging on the snow-white walls, there was almost no other decoration in the room, and he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect it to be so simple!" β
The two sat down, and Zhang Youlin asked, "Lord Chen, you handed over the "Xiling Holy Mother Post" to Prince Su, didn't he say anything?" β
"Prince Su opened it and looked at it, and was amazed, saying that it is really a rare treasure, I will take the opportunity to tell you what you mean, I hope that Prince Su will be merciful and take Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng lightly."
"What about Prince Su's attitude?" This is what Zhang Youlin is most concerned about.
"He didn't say anything, he just said that he wanted to meet the person who sent the "Xiling Pastoral Post......"
Before Chen Guangqi's words were finished, Prince Su Shanqi pushed the door in with a scroll in his hand, and the two quickly stood up. Shanqi put the scroll on the table next to him: "Mr. Zhang, please take a seat, you are the owner of Rong Bao Zhai, you are used to pomp, I am here Qingshui Yamen, I'm sorry." β
"You're welcome."
The three of them sat down, and Shanqi looked at Zhang Youlin: "What is the relationship between you and Wang Zhaoming?" β
"When we meet in Pingshui, his photo studio and Rong Bao Zhai are only separated by a wall, so we can be regarded as neighbors."
"I heard that the "Our Lady of Xiling" is your family heirloom, why don't you hesitate to take out such a valuable thing to save a person who meets in Pingshui?"
"Like you, I admire his character and personality." Zhang Youlin didn't think twice.
Hearing this, Shanqi's expression changed greatly: "Who said I admired him?" β
Chen Guangqi next to him saw that Shanqi's face changed, and the cold sweat on his head immediately broke out, but Zhang Youlin remained silent: "I saw it in the court where you presided over Wang Zhaoming." My lord, I know that you have been the tax supervisor of Chongwenmen, that is the fat difference specially given to you by Lafayette, responsible for the tax of goods entering Beijing, everyone is self-explanatory, in addition to paying a certain amount of taxes to the treasury, the rest can be taken as your own, Lafayette originally wanted you to make a fortune, but you paid more than the fixed amount of taxes to the treasury, and thus caused the dissatisfaction of the princes and nobles, and was impeached. I also know that under the tenure of Admiral Jiumen and Shangshu of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, you built railways, postal services, and waterworks in Beijing......"
"That's enough." Shanqi interrupted Zhang Youlin.
"Therefore, I think you are a good official who understands righteousness and attaches great importance to the society of the country, so I dare to intercede for Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng."
After a moment of silence, Shanqi asked, "According to what you say, Wang Zhaoming's plot to assassinate the regent is also for the sake of Jiangshan Sheji?" β
"With all due respect, exactly, just in a different way than yours." Zhang Youlin expressed his heart directly.
Shanqi slapped the table: "Bold! If you bribe me with "Our Lady of Xiling", aren't you afraid that I will arrest you as Wang Zhaoming's accomplice? β
Zhang Youlin was still silent, he was very calm: "If you have to regard me as Wang Zhaoming's comrade, I have no choice but to admit it, this was already thought about before I decided to do this, but there is one point, the eldest husband is responsible for doing things alone, don't implicate my family and friends." β
As soon as the words fell, Shanqi suddenly laughed: "Mr. Zhang is really courageous, you really look like a revolutionary party, come, I will toast you!" β
Zhang Youlin and Shanqi clinked glasses, and the two drank it all.
Shanqi said: "I went to the prison of the Ministry of Justice to see Wang Zhaoming and had a debate with him. Wang Zhaoming is a rare talent, but he is too radical, in fact, in some aspects, the views of the imperial court and Wang Zhaoming are relatively consistent, and the two sides can sit down and talk, but Wang Zhaoming believes that there is no need to negotiate between the revolutionary party and the imperial court, and the only thing the revolutionary party wants to do is to overthrow the imperial court by force, which is too much. β
"My lord, I don't know much about the revolutionary party, but I still know Mr. Wang Zhaoming better, no matter what Mr. Wang's behavior is, at least one thing I believe, everything he does is not out of personal self-interest, but for the whole country, for this alone, I admire him, I hope you can raise your noble hand, let Mr. Wang go, at least to save his and Huang Fusheng's lives......"
"Mr. Zhang, I'll tell you the truth, this case will be closed soon, and the final conviction is for misunderstanding the imperial court, and Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng will be given lenient sentences and sentenced to life imprisonment."
Zhang Youlin looked excited: "Thank you!" Thank you, sir! It's all thanks to you. β
Shanqi waved his hand: "It's not all, the regent is also a person who knows the general situation, can't you see the performance of Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng in the court?" They are not afraid of death at all, the revolutionary party is engaged in assassination, that is, the jade is burned, they are eager to kill themselves and leave a name in history, the court killed Wang Zhaoming and Huang Fusheng, not only can not frighten those revolutionary parties, but also arouse the people's dissatisfaction with the court, so it is better not to kill. β
Shanqi got up and picked up the "Xiling Holy Mother Post", and solemnly handed it to Zhang Youlin: "Mr. Zhang, I have received your heart, the gentleman does not take the love of others, and I have been an official all my life, and I have confiscated any ill-gotten gains, Mr. Zhang, you take it, don't trap me in injustice, I still have something, go first, and leave." β
Shanqi walked out of the restaurant, Zhang Youlin was stunned, and then tears welled up from his eyes......