Soon after, the Ministry of Finance of the Kuomintang government promulgated the "Measures for the Collection and Exchange of Pseudo Central Savings Bank Banknotes", which set the exchange rate between fiat currency and counterfeit Chinese Reserve Bills at 1:200, and the whole country was in an uproar.

"Look at the newspaper, read the newspaper, exchange legal tender for counterfeit banknotes for 200 yuan, the government has plundered unprecedentedly, the people's lives can't live, read the newspaper, read the newspaper......" The newsboy shouted loudly and walked into the glass factory, and the people who went shopping immediately rushed to buy, and after a while, someone beat his chest: "It's over, it's over......" and some people scolded: "What the fucking bullshit government, it's pure hooligans!" The quick reaction pulled out his legs and ran: "Go back and buy food, the price is going to rise......" There was chaos on the street.

The newsboy sold it to the door of Huiyuan Pavilion, Chen Zhengke came out of the shop and bought one, he looked at it, his eyes were dark, and he was crooked on the steps. Qian Xicai hurriedly rushed out and pinched his people: "Shopkeeper, what's wrong with you?" The shopkeeper's ...... "The guys carried Chen Zhengke in with all hands and feet.

This robber-style predatory method of exchanging led to a sharp depreciation of the people's assets, and shortly thereafter, thousands of merchants in Beiping alone went bankrupt and closed down.

Zhang Youlin didn't go to Rong Bao Zhai for a few days, that day, he had nothing to do, came back from the bird market, and went to the shop by the way. When I came to Liulichang, I saw that the street was depressed, and many shops were not open, and then I walked forward, and found that the guys from Huiyuan Pavilion were loading things into the carriage, and Qian Xi helped Chen Zhengke to slowly walk out of it.

Zhang Youlin walked over in surprise: "Shopkeeper Chen, who are you?" ”

Chen Zhengke was a little out of shape: "1 to 200, isn't this a robbery?" Finally, the rest of the family foundation was stunned all of a sudden, what kind of bullshit government is this? It's just a blatant robbery, robbers, just a bunch of robbers! ”

"Don't worry, first steady, and then find a way." Zhang Youlin comforted.

"Big boss, I can't compare to your Rong Bao Zhai, I have no money, no goods, no rights, nothing, what else can I do? You can do it, someone in the government is tipping off, what am I? Even if I kowtow to the government today, I can't save Huiyuange, I really want to ......"

Qian Xicai interrupted him: "Shopkeeper, get in the car, if you don't leave, the creditor will be in trouble." ”

Chen Zhengke got into the carriage: "Let's go, let's go, let's go, it's a hundred ......"

Zhang Youlin watched the carriage gradually move away, and Qian Xi locked the gate of Huiyuan Pavilion and sighed: "Alas, it's over!" ”

Wang Renshan saw Zhang Youlin through the window, and he beckoned the guys to line up in two lines and stood up waiting for the owner.

Zhang Youlin stepped into the threshold and felt quite fresh: "Yo, what's wrong today?" ”

Wang Renshan shouted loudly: "Bow—"

The guys bowed to Zhang Youlin together with Wang Renshan.

Zhang Youlin did everything he could to help Wang Renshan use all the funds to store goods before the fiat currency exchange, minimizing the loss of Rong Bao Zhai, and Wang Renshan expressed his respect for the owner with gratitude and his friends.

The paper couldn't contain the fire, Zhang Naiguang's desk unfolded two identical "Xiling Virgin's Post", and he was furious: "Damn, I deceived Lao Tzu, so bold!" ”

Wei Dongxun frowned: "Who is lying to you?" ”

Zhang Naiguang looked at it again: "Grandma's, Lao Tzu looks the same thing!" ”

"Song Huairen of Rong Bao Zhai wants to save his life with calligraphy and painting, if he dares to fool you with a fake, isn't this looking for death?"

Zhang Naiguang thought for a while: "It's not Song Huairen, it's He Jintang in Tianjin, anyway, these two can't run away." ”

"Song Huairen mentioned to me that day, "Liu Yu Tu" and "Our Lady of Xiling" are the ancestral treasures of their owner, which is true and which is false, Mr. Zhang should understand best, can you ask him to identify it?" Wei Dongxun made a suggestion.

"It's a good idea, but ......" Zhang Naiguang hesitated, ""The Picture of the Willow Eagle" and "The Virgin of Xiling" used to be the treasures of the Zhang family, if I ask Zhang Youlin to identify it, will he take away my love?" ”

"Don't worry, with Mr. Zhang's character, he will never think otherwise."

"That's good, you can arrange it."

A few days later, Wei Dongxun went to Rong Bao Zhai to pick up Zhang Youlin, Wang Renshan took the opportunity to mention the settlement, Wei Dongxun was very disapproving: "Manager Wang, you Rong Bao Zhai has wrapped up all the stationery supplies of various departments of the municipal government, but the whole Beiping can no longer find a second South Paper Shop with Rong Bao Zhai's big business, and the Judicial Bureau's arrears are still so tight?" ”

"Mr. Wei, you don't know, the business with the government is all on credit, and now the tickets are getting more and more gross day by day, and if the account is not recovered, I am afraid it will become a pile of waste paper, I beg you, Mr. Wei, go back and talk to Director Zhang, at least you have to pay off last year's arrears." He threw his hand at Wei Dongxun again and again, "Please, please!" ”

Wei Dongxun glanced at Zhang Youlin: "Don't just point at me, why don't you use the ready-made owner?" The director just asked Mr. Zhang for help, why not urge the debt by the way? ”

Wang Renshan smiled bitterly: "It's not appropriate to ask the owner to come forward for this kind of thing, so let's take care of it, yes, I'll salute you here." ”

Wei Dongxun hurriedly supported Wang Renshan: "Don't, Manager Wang, we are old friends, what about me, don't embarrass you, mention it to the director for a while, but I don't have a score if it is mentioned or not." ”

Zhang Youlin spoke: "Renshan, there's nothing that can't be opened, I'll say, let's not beat the swollen face and become fat, the shop is about to be unable to open, even the Sage Kong, I have to bend my waist for five buckets of rice today." ”

Wei Dongxun took over and said, "If you are willing to come forward, this matter will be easy to do, yes, Manager Wang, let's go." ”

When he arrived at Zhang Naiguang's office, Zhang Naiguang greeted him enthusiastically from the inside: "Ouch, big boss, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome!" ”

"Director Zhang, if we don't meet again, I'm afraid we won't have a chance in the future." Zhang Youlin is affectionate and serious.

Zhang Naiguang put away the smile on his face: "How do you say it?" Which one of you are here? ”

"If Rong Bao Zhai goes out of business, I will have to jump off the building, where is there any owner?"

Zhang Naiguang waved his hand again and again: "Impossible, impossible, who are you angry with?" Rong Bao Zhai such a big shop is half a street in Liulichang, how can it be said that it will fall. ”

"Manager Wang was still collecting arrears just now." Wei Dongxun interjected at the right time.

"That's it? Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Secretary Wei, you inform the Finance Department that the arrears will be transferred in the next two days. Mr. Zhang, a trivial matter, you can rest assured that when you are the owner, with me, even if the front door building falls, Rong Bao Zhai can not fall. Zhang Naiguang was arrogant.

Zhang Youlin said: "Then I thank you for Manager Wang, your brother's words, Manager Wang was stunned and didn't dare to mention it, the weight is like a mountain." ”

Zhang Naiguang smiled: "This little thing has alarmed you, can I still not give face?" ”

"If you want to talk about big face, you have to talk about you, a phone call, yes, I have to sit on the sofa of the Justice Bureau and listen to your dispatch."

"Don't dare to be, don't blame it, it's a business or a private matter to invite you here today, and this official matter has to be said here."

"Regardless of public or private, if you have something, hey, look at your joy, you must have some kind of treasure, right?"

"I really let you say it, I changed to Huaisu's "Xiling Holy Lady Post", fuck, there are two at once, you know that I am a little bit of Taoism, I don't distinguish the authenticity, I have to ask you to give me a palm eye today."

"Our Lady of Xiling? No way. Zhang Youlin shook his head.

"Let's see." Zhang Naiguang took out two "Our Lady of Xiling" from the safe and unfolded them.

Zhang Youlin glanced at it: "It's all fakes." ”

"Do you take a closer look?" Zhang Naiguang was afraid that Zhang Youlin would look away.

"Look, that's right." Zhang Youlin is nine out of ten.

"Both."

Zhang Naiguang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he hurriedly took out the "Willow Bird Picture" again, unfolded it and put it on the table: "Mr. Zhang, what about this one?" You should be familiar with it too, so please give it a palm of your hand. ”

Zhang Youlin didn't think twice: "It's also an imitation." ”

Zhang Naiguang was furious: "Damn, I've deceived Lao Tzu!" He threw the cigarette butt the ground. After a while, Zhang Naiguang relieved himself and asked: "Mr. Zhang, I heard that "Liu Yu Tu" and "Our Lady of Xiling" used to be in your hands, why did they produce fakes?" ”

"At that time, in order to fool the Japanese, I had to find someone to imitate it, and the imitation went to the hands of Inoue Murakatsu, as for how it was spread, I don't know, where did you get it from?"

"Anyway, it's a fake, it's the same thing from wherever you get it, and I'll clean them up when I make time." However, Zhang Naiguang heard something else from Zhang Youlin's words, and he cleared his throat: "So, the real thing is still in your house?" ”

Zhang Youlin leaned over to look at the painting and didn't say anything.

Zhang Naiguang further asked: "Can you borrow a feast for your eyes?" ”

"It's really good." Zhang Youlin answered the question.

Zhang Youlin finished reading the painting, raised his head, Zhang Naiguang showed a fierce face, he stared at Zhang Youlin: "I don't know what to do, Lao Tzu has to give him something powerful!" ”

Zhang Youlin pretended not to understand: "Director Zhang, you can bargain, you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet?" Playing antique calligraphy and painting, it is a common thing to look away, eat a trench, grow a wisdom. ”

After a while, Zhang Naiguang changed his tone, and he smiled: "Mr. Zhang, I really like "Liu Yu Tu" and "Our Lady of Xiling", and I also know that this is the treasure of your family's town house, but if one day, you want to make a move, you must think about me first!" ”

"No, just based on our friendship over the years, I don't think anyone has to think about you." Zhang Youlin was perfunctory.

Zhu Zihua temporarily handled a other case, and Song Huairen was exposed for several days before being arraigned. Late that night, he was taken into a terrifying basement with all kinds of torture instruments, and there were still pig-like screams from next door from time to time, Song Huairen was so frightened that he trembled, and cold sweat flowed down his neck one by one, and he almost peed his pants.

Zhu Zihua sat in the shadows, and he was emotionless when he saw Song Huairen's bear-like appearance, so he made a long story short: "Song Huairen, I don't like to instigate, ask you what to answer truthfully, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin, understand?" ”

Song Huairen trembled: "Sir, I understand, understand." ”

"Then you can talk about how you and the Japanese spy Inoue Murakatsu plundered antique calligraphy and paintings, and also, mainly talk about the whereabouts of "Liu Yu Tu" and "Xiling Our Lady's Post".

Song Huairen was a businessman, and he took refuge in the Japanese just to make some profits, so he didn't think of getting into trouble with the Secret Bureau. Now, he can't bear the blame for the Japanese, so Song Huairen added fuel and vinegar to all the tricks, of course, he also put all the responsibility on Inoue Muramitsu, and said nonsense "Inoue Muramitsu forced me with a gun, and if I don't do it, I will ...... my life", speaking of which, Song Huairen snorted and cried, as if he had become a victim.

Zhu Zihua didn't bother to pay attention to him, and asked coldly: "According to what you mean, you have already handed over these two calligraphy and paintings to Wei Dongxun, are you telling the truth?" ”

"Sir, if I say a lie, you will shoot me."

Zhu Zihua pondered for a moment: "Okay, I'll let you out, you give me these two calligraphy and paintings to come back." ”

Song Huairen was stupid when he heard it, and he stammered: "That's ...... If Wei Dongxun doesn't ...... Don't give, I'...... What am I going to do? ”

Zhu Zihua glanced at him contemptuously: "I don't care about this, how to say it's your business, this matter is very simple, if you take these two calligraphy and paintings back, you can live, if you can't get them back, you have to die, you have to think about it carefully." ”

"Sir, I want to live, I want to live, don't worry, I will definitely find a way." Song Huairen hurriedly expressed his attitude.

What else can Song Huairen do? After thinking about it, he had no choice but to go to the Justice Bureau to find Wei Dongxun. Wei Dongxun was not ambiguous, and squatted for more than an hour before slowly walking into the reception room, and Song Huairen stood up tremblingly: "Mr. Wei, I ...... I have an urgent matter for you......"

Wei Dongxun was very impatient, he frowned: "What's the matter?" Say it! ”

"That's right...... The two calligraphy and paintings I brought to you last time ......" Song Huairen swallowed.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know Mr. Zhu from the Secret Bureau?"

"You're talking about Zhu Zihua, right? Acquaintance, what's wrong with him? ”

Song Huairen spit out again: "Those two calligraphy and paintings...... Somehow, Mr. Zhu found out, and he said...... He said that it was the property of the enemy and should be made ...... Received and safeguarded by the Secrecy Bureau ......"

Wei Dongxun became angry when he heard it: "Fart!" What authority does he, Zhu Zihua, have to give orders to the Bureau of Justice? If he doesn't give it, what can he do? ”

Song Huairen knelt down with a "plop" and burst into tears: "Mr. Wei, I beg you...... Secret Bureau...... I can't afford to mess with ...... Mr. Zhu said, if I don't return these two calligraphy and paintings, I ...... I'm going to die......"

Wei Dongxun looked at him mockingly: "The surname is Song, you can't afford to provoke the Secret Bureau, can you afford to provoke the Judicial Bureau?" ”

"No, no, no, I ...... I can't afford to mess with anyone, you are all my grandfathers......" Song Huairen sent Wei Dongxun to kowtow.

Back in the office, Wei Dongxun told Zhang Naiguang about Zhu Zihua's thoughts about "Willow Bird Picture" and "Our Lady of Xiling", Zhang Naiguang was naturally furious, and his father and mother greeted him, and he couldn't wait to insult Zhu Zihua's eight ancestors. After scolding, Zhang Naiguang came up with a plan, he took out the "Willow Bird Map": "Dongxun, you go to the glass factory and find a master to imitate one." ”

"What? Imitation of a picture? Wei Dongxun was puzzled.

Zhang Naiguang didn't explain: "You'll know when the time comes." ”

Yun Sheng held a few calligraphy and paintings under his armpit, opened the door curtain and walked into the north house in the backyard of Rong Bao Zhai, he handed the calligraphy and painting to Wang Renshan, rubbing his hands that were red from the cold: "Manager, Uncle Pu is really diligent enough these days, as long as the size is delivered, it must be handed in advance, and it will not be delayed." ”

Wang Renshan unfolded a painting, and said while looking at it: "Uncle Pu is a master who is too lazy to get home, can he be diligent?" Unless the sun comes out of the west, in the first few years, there was a time when this uncle dragged on a year and a half to the guests before he made a difference, which made you anxious and annoyed. ”

"It's true, prices have risen so much, who doesn't tremble."

"Don't delay the polishing of the pen for calligraphers and painters this time, and finish it as early as possible."

As he was talking, Zhang Youlin walked in, and he looked at Wang Renshan in surprise: "It's so cold outside, why don't you have a fire in this house?" ”

"Hey, the smoke of the fire is big, and I feel suffocated in my chest these days." Wang Renshan lied.

Zhang Youlin was skeptical: "It won't be a long time to sell charcoal, you are reluctant to use it, right?" ”

"Look at what you said, you still have to use it, isn't it warm in the shop in front of you?"

Yun Sheng made tea for Zhang Youlin: "Boss, you drink saliva." ”

Zhang Youlin shushed the tea leaves and took a sip: "I said manager, your tea is not right." ”

Wang Renshan smiled bitterly: "Today, your old man will be a little bit, the price increase is not easy to do, seeing that the solar calendar year is the end of the year, this year's 'official words' don't know what to say, you can really save a little." ”

"You're a little bit of a kid."

"I'm not in a rut, if the fiat currency continues to depreciate like this, the prospects are not good!" Wang Renshan was worried.

"I have escaped the first day of junior high school, and there is still a fifteen waiting for it, alas, I hope for the center, I hope for the center, and the center will suffer even more when it comes."

"The owner, there is still a heartwarming thing, I have been holding back in my heart for a few days, Secretary Wei came to pass a letter, saying that Zhang Naiguang wants to ask you, do you have any intention to sell "Liu Yu Tu" and "Xiling Holy Mother Post"?"

Zhang Youlin suddenly realized something, and he stared at Wang Renshan: "Has the payment from the Justice Bureau been transferred?" ”

Wang Renshan shook his head: "Not yet, Zhang Naiguang is a duplicitous thing, he promised well a few days ago, but he has changed his hexagram again in the past two days." ”

Zhang Youlin smashed his fist on the table: ""Liu Yu Tu" and "Our Lady of Xiling", three generations of my Zhang family have risked their lives to protect it for decades, but I didn't expect it to become a scourge now!" ”

Song Huairen was worried for a few days, when he came to the Justice Bureau again almost in despair, he never expected that Wei Dongxun would return the "Willow Bird Picture" and "Xiling Madonna Post" without making it too difficult, Song Huairen was overjoyed, he immediately rushed to the Secret Bureau, and presented the calligraphy and painting to Zhu Zihua out of breath.

Zhu Zihua couldn't put it down when he got these two treasures, and he unfolded the "Willow Bird Picture" and "Our Lady of Xiling" and hung them side by side on the north wall of the office with the map of Beiping, and admired them carefully.

Someone outside the door shouted: "Report! ”

Zhu Zihua's body didn't move: "Come in!" ”

Zheng Tianyong walked into the office, he held the folder in his hand and handed it to Zhu Zihua: "Sir, this is an arrest warrant, please sign it." ”

Zhu Zihua signed without looking at it.

Zheng Tianyong closed the folder, looked at the "Willow Crane Picture", and asked flatteringly: "Sir, is this really painted by the emperor?" ”

Zhu Zihua nodded: "Well, Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty, this painting has been handed down for more than eight hundred years. ”

"Yo, that's worth a lot, what about this calligraphy?"

"It's more valuable, it has been handed down for more than 1,100 years, you see, there are also collectors' collection seals of the past dynasties, there are several emperors alone, there are the Southern Tang Dynasty Li Houzhu, the Ming Dynasty Emperor Yingzong, and the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Emperor's ......"

"Sir, what should you do with that Song Huairen?"

"Let him go in advance, and after a while, I still don't believe he dares to run."

Zheng Tianyong's face was embarrassed: "Song Huairen is a traitor, we have received a lot of reports about him, if we don't mean such a traitor, public opinion ...... I'm afraid I can't explain it. ”

"Song Huairen's crime is still relatively light, he is just pulling and pulling with the Japanese, introducing the Japanese to buy some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, judging from the report letter, it seems that he has no one in his hands, if such people are investigated, then there are not many good people in the occupied area, and Beiping will not be able to close up even if he builds another 100 prisons."

"I see, sir."

"However, to say so, Song Huairen's case is not over yet, hang him up first, and watch the after-effects."

To see the aftermath? What is the after-effect? We can't go to the Secret Bureau to behave, Song Huairen thought about it carefully, and decided to go back to Rong Baozhai to work, he wanted to try to make a few shows to Zhu Zihua in the near future.

The next day, Song Huairen swaggered into Rong Bao Zhai, he resumed his previous style, pacing in the business hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the reef in the east and looking at the west, but everyone was busy with their own work, and no one paid attention to him.

Song Huairen finally sat down: "Qixian, make me a cup of tea." ”

Ren Qixian glanced at him: "Make tea?" I'm sorry for you, the business in the store is not good, I can't afford to buy tea, we have changed to drink brush pot water, what's the matter, I'll give you a bowl too? ”

Song Huairen slapped the table and stood up: "Hey! How do you speak? Seeing that I Song Huairen is gone, even you want to squeeze me? ”

"Don't dare, Mr. Song, are you okay? If you want to buy something, you have to pay for it, and if it's okay, you can leave quickly, and don't delay our business. ”

"I can tell you, I'm not here to buy something, I'm here to work, I'm the deputy manager appointed by the owner, and our owner didn't say that he wanted to replace me, what's the matter? Who looks at me if I don't like it, go to the owner and say it, I can't talk to it! Song Huairen snorted and sat down again.

Wang Renshan had been checking the accounts, and he finally raised his head: "Old Song, didn't you let you rest at home?" The owner treats you well, isn't your salary no less? ”

"Manager Wang, I was about to tell you, I'm fine, Mr. Zhu from the Secret Bureau said, this case has been closed, my performance during the enemy and hypocrisy period is not a traitor, the conclusion has been reached, and I want you to tell the owner, I want to come to work."

"Old Song, there is something I didn't want to say, but if I don't say it, you always don't understand. Are you a traitor or not, the government has the government's statement, and we ordinary people have the people's statement, these are two different things. Even if the government says you're fine, but the people don't approve of it, then no one has a problem, the devil has been in Peking for eight years, everyone has done something, and the people naturally have a rod and scale in their hearts. ”

"Manager Wang, according to what you think, I should find a crack to get into? Conscience of heaven and earth, I haven't done anything lacking in virtue in the past eight years. "Song Huairen is quite reasonable.

Li Shandong couldn't help it, he roared loudly: "The surname is Song, you still have something to do, it's okay to leave!" ”

Song Huairen narrowed his eyes: "Li Shandong, even you dare to bully me?" You're not afraid of me ...... future."

Before Song Huairen finished speaking, Li Shandong picked up the long-handled broom in the corner of the wall and rushed towards him, Song Huairen saw that the situation was not good, and fled from Rong Bao Zhai in a hurry......

Zhang Naiguang met Zhu Zihua at a ball, the scene of the ball was very large, the military and political dignitaries of the Kuomintang in Beiping were dancing on the dance floor with their bejeweled ladies and misses, Zhu Zihua was wearing a straight military uniform, wearing a colonel's epaulette and a woman dancing a waltz, this pair of men and women danced outstandingly, attracting many onlookers.

At the end of the song, everyone applauded, Zhu Zihua proudly greeted everyone frequently, and Zhang Naiguang squeezed into the crowd: "Ouch, isn't this Team Leader Zhu?" Rare, rare! What do you think? How is my brother doing? ”

"Oh, it's Director Zhang, are you dancing too? What about your dance partner? ”

Zhang Naiguang patted his big belly: "I can't dance at my age, and I still have a dance partner, at this moment, the Hedong lion roar in my family is looking at me over there, if you are a woman, this old lady should pounce and fight with me." ”

Zhu Zihua laughed: "I heard that Director Zhang is afraid of guilt, it seems to be true?" ”

Zhang Naiguang leaned over and whispered: "Brother Zihua, there is something I want to check with you, my bureau has recently received a lot of report letters, all of which are against a traitor named Song Huairen, I was trying to arrest him, but I heard that his case was taken over by your Secret Bureau, is there such a thing?" ”

"Oh, you ask this?" Zhu Zihua nodded, "That's right, we are handling this case, because it involves a lot of enemy property of Japanese puppet spy organizations, according to the principle of counterpart acceptance, our Secrecy Bureau should be responsible, does Director Zhang have any objections?" ”

Zhang Naiguang hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I'm just curious, I heard that your brother has collected two precious calligraphy and paintings, you know, I have been collecting since the fifth year of the Republic of China, and I have a few good things in my hands, and we can't look at the general calligraphy and paintings, but if there are really treasures like "Liu Yu Tu" and "Our Lady of Xiling", I still have to see it, how about it? Team Leader Zhu, find a time, invite a few friends with status, I will set up a table, you bring calligraphy and paintings, let us open our eyes, how about it? ”

"Well said, well said, I'm here to wait." Zhu Zihua readily agreed.

Soon after, Zhang Naiguang chartered a private room in Quanjude, invited several Kuomintang military and political officials with heads and faces, and chatted with everyone.

Director Liu of the police station asked, "Director Zhang, you must have an explanation for your treat today, right?" ”

"Yes, is it a new marriage to an aunt's wife, or has you picked up a jar of gold ingots? Tell me about it. Deputy Commander Zhao of the city defense echoed.

Zhang Naiguang waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I just want to get together with everyone and have a meal together." ”

Wei Dongxun pushed the door in: "Mr. Zhu Zihua from the Beiping Station of the Secret Bureau has arrived!" ”

Zhu Zihua, who was wearing a military uniform, appeared at the door of the private room, and he clenched his fists with both hands: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Zhu is late, please bear with me. ”

Zhang Naiguang greeted him and shook hands: "Where is it, Team Leader Zhu can come, Zhang is flattered, please sit here, sit here." ”

Zhu Zihua turned back to his entourage and ordered: "Hang up the calligraphy and paintings, and let Director Zhang and the brothers give me the palm of my hand." ”

Zhang Naiguang pretended to be surprised: "Team Leader Zhu, did you really bring calligraphy and paintings?" I thought you were saying that, Team Leader Zhu was so polite. ”

"Your Director Zhang is a collector, don't look down on my gadgets, to be honest, I'm just playing with tickets." Having said that, Zhu Zihua's face was still filled with a look of pride.

The "Willow Eagle" and the "Virgin of Xiling" were hung on the north wall, and officials gathered around to watch them.

"Oh my God, Waisu's Wild Grass? It's amazing, Team Leader Zhu also claims to be playing tickets, and your collection is at the level of the Palace Museum. Director Liu looked at Zhu Zihua enviously.

"Although there are many paintings of Huizong, they are treasures and are priceless." Director Wang of the Finance Bureau was also impressed.

Zhang Naiguang smiled: "Brother Zhu, have you identified the authenticity of these two calligraphy and paintings?" ”

"I also found some experts to identify, there is no problem, the key is that these two calligraphy and paintings have a source, and they should be genuine."

"Who are the experts, so sure?"

Zhang Naiguang's words were obviously provocative, and Zhu Zihua's face sank: "Director Zhang, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Don't get me wrong, Team Leader Zhu, I mean, connoisseurs will inevitably have times when they lose their eyes, and contemptible people have been fooled a lot." Zhang Naiguang was still smiling.

"Then from the perspective of Director Zhang's collectors, are these two calligraphy and paintings genuine?"

"Half of the time it's true."

"Oh, the other half may be fake, the reason, the reason?"

"It's very simple, just a few days ago, I also got the "Willow Bird Picture", plus the "Our Lady of Xiling" that I used to collect, which are exactly the same as your two paintings." Zhang Naiguang turned his head, "Secretary Wei, hang up my two calligraphy and paintings, and let Team Leader Zhu give me a palm." ”

Wei Dongxun opened the scroll that had been prepared long ago and hung it on the wall, and the guests let out a burst of amazement.

Deputy Commander Zhao looked at it carefully: "It's really exactly the same, even the small brushstrokes are the same." ”

Zhu Zihua was taken aback, and cold sweat rolled down his head, but he refused to admit defeat, and still said strongly: "Director Zhang, even so, that doesn't prove that my calligraphy and painting are fake." ”

Zhang Naiguang couldn't help laughing: "Brother Zhu, of course you have to think so, collectors are like this, as long as you think it's true, it's true." But...... I'm not as confident as Brother Zhu, all the brothers here, if anyone likes to collect imitations of famous artists, I am willing to give them away. ”

Director Liu immediately accosted: "Ouch, then I'll thank Brother Zhang first, anyway, I'm not a collector, and I'm content to make a copy and hang it in the living room." ”

Zhu Zihua didn't say a word, he walked to his two calligraphy and paintings with a pale face, took out a lighter and lit the calligraphy and painting, and the flames quickly flew up and rolled up......

Deputy Commander Zhao exclaimed loudly: "Hurry up and put out the fire, hurry up and put out the fire!" It's amazing to set the house on fire......"

Zhang Naiguang applauded slowly: "Okay, it's okay to burn it, save someone from harming people with fake paintings, Secretary Wei, order my two pictures too, and help everyone have fun!" ”

Zhu Zihua blushed his face and brushed his sleeves away.

When he returned to the Secret Bureau, he was so angry that he slapped the table and immediately sent someone to call Song Huairen.

Song Huairen cautiously walked into Zhu Zihua's office: "Mr. Zhu, are you looking for me?" ”

Zhu Zihua pointed to the chair, and Song Huairen sat down.

Zhu Zihua still blushed: "Now the Beiping Judicial Bureau is investigating your appointment as the chairman of the Japanese puppet period, and we are ready to hand you over to the Judicial Bureau." ”

"Handed over to the Bureau of Justice?" Song Huairen's heart weighed it, and he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked, "Sir, my case ...... Aren't you already married? ”

"Who told you it was over? It was through our investigation that we determined that you were not a spy left by the Japanese. ”

Song Huairen stood up and bowed repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" ”

Zhu Zihua said coldly: "The suspicion of espionage has been ruled out, but the crime of traitor you committed during the Japanese puppet period is conclusive, and according to the principle of business centralization, your case should be in charge of the Judicial Bureau, so we have decided to transfer your case to the Judicial Bureau." ”

Song Huairen was shocked when he heard this, he knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed: "Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu, you can't hand me over to the Justice Bureau...... I...... I'm offended for you, Director Zhang...... Spare your life, spare your life! ”

Zhu Zihua smiled coldly: "When you get to the Justice Bureau, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out again." ”

"I can't go to the Justice Bureau, Mr. Zhu, you have to pull me anyway." Song Huairen cried.

Zhu Zihua got up and walked to the window and looked out the window: "Save you?" Why should I? Let you out? I'm afraid it's not that easy, have you and I ever had a fateful relationship? If there is no wow, then why? If I don't hand you over to the Bureau of Justice, what will I do to explain to Shangfeng? If I don't send you away, what will I use to gag my subordinates? ”

Song Huairen cried even more, his tears were like a river that had opened the floodgates, gushing endlessly: "Mr. Zhu, I was wronged, when the Japanese forced the Liuli Factory to set up a maintenance meeting, it was the owner and Manager Wang who asked me to come forward to do it, I was really wronged......"

Zhu Zihua impatiently shouted at the door: "Come on, take him away!" ”

One morning more than two months later, Li Shandong and Xu Hai opened the door of Rong Bao Zhai to unload the window panel, and suddenly found Zhang Youlin standing at the door. ”

"I can't sleep." Zhang Youlin looked tired.

"You go to the backyard for a while, and I'll make you tea." Li Shandong turned around and entered the shop.

Zhang Youlin was not busy going in, he asked Xu Hai: "You say, what kind of person is Song Huairen?" ”

"Well, this ...... This man is shrewd enough to make a deal, but he ...... It's a bit of a human being...... I can't tell. "Xu Hai is divided.

Zhang Youlin looked at the red sun rising in the east and sighed: "The reincarnation of the sun and the moon is another day!" ”

Yun Sheng hurriedly came out of the shop: "Boss, do you have something?" ”

Song Huairen...... It was gone last night. ”

Yun Sheng was taken aback: "What's the matter?" ”

"The crime of traitor has been executed, and I just received a notice."

Xu Hai was also surprised: "Dongjia, his business is not big, and there is no life in his hands, it stands to reason that a sentence of two or three years in prison is almost the same, he is guilty, but he deserves to die?" ”

Zhang Youlin sighed: "Alas! I didn't expect Song Huairen to be shot, this is indeed a bit wronged, it seems that the Bureau of Justice will also take people's lives. After being silent for a long time, Zhang Youlin said again: "Yunsheng, help me do something, you go to Zuojiazhuang later, help take care of the aftermath, and the expenses will be recorded in my account." ”

Yun Sheng hesitated a little: "Dongjia, Song Huairen was shot, the government has its own arrangements, I think you don't have to worry about it, right?" ”

"Alas, everyone works together, whether it's good or bad, it's all a handful of ashes, and everyone is gone, so don't worry about it." Zhang Youlin walked towards the shop, he was just about to enter the shop, suddenly remembered something, stopped again, turned around and told Yunsheng, "You go to Fayuan Temple again, burn a few incense sticks, ask the monks to chant the scriptures, hurry up and overtake him, don't do bad things in the next life." ”

"Don't worry, I'll do it." Yun Sheng took the money and left in a hurry.

Xu Hai sighed: "Dongjia, you are really a good person!" ”

Zhang Youlin shook his head helplessly: "In this world, what can a good person do?" Look at our Rong Bao Zhai, business is getting more and more sluggish, worse than the Japanese pseudo-period. ”

"Mainly because the government departments do not pay back the arrears, we just want to sue them, the court will not accept it, last time I asked the people in the court, like this situation, can we sue the government, guess what people say? Want to sue the government? How many heads do you have? ”

"After eight years of longing, we finally looked forward to our own government, but this government, I can't see through it anymore, is it a good government? I want to take another look, and after a long time, maybe I can see it clearly. ”

Xu Hai said indignantly: "Dongjia, I think this government is quite grandson, you have no place to reason, just stay up!" ”

I just stayed up like this, swaying around, and before I knew it, it was the early spring of 1948. That evening, Zhang Youlin was writing in his study, and Wang Renshan hurriedly walked in: "Boss, where are you still writing?" Someone's looking for something! ”

Zhang Youlin put down the brush: "Renshan, you sit down, say slowly, Rong Bao Zhai has survived for two years, it's already like this, where else can I be unlucky?" ”

"Wei Dongxun just came to me, and it was still about the two calligraphy and paintings, saying that Zhang Naiguang was ......"

Zhang Youlin couldn't listen to it, he interrupted Wang Renshan: "This is not a new thing, Zhang Naiguang has been thinking about those two calligraphy and paintings for a day or two. ”

What Zhang Naiguang meant was that he had been waiting patiently for two years for these two calligraphy and paintings, and he wanted to ask how long Mr. Zhang planned to make him wait. Now that his patience has reached the end, he wants to talk to Mr. Zhang. ”

When Zhang Youlin heard this, he was angry, and he waved his hand impatiently: "I don't want to talk to him, you tell Secretary Wei that my two calligraphy and paintings are not sold now, will not be sold in the future, and will never be sold!" ”

Wang Renshan frowned: "Dongjia, I heard a piece of news, it should be reliable, before Song Huairen was executed, he wrote two confessions, one is to expose that after the Japanese surrendered, you instructed Rong Bao Zhai to buy the calligraphy and paintings of Jiahe Trading Company and take the enemy's property for yourself; The other is that Song Huairen pointed out that the Shaodong family had dealings with the Communist Party. ”

Zhang Youlin "snapped" and stood up: "Fart!" ”

"Don't worry, everyone knows that Song Huairen was shot, these two confessions are dead and unproven, and it's hard to say whether Song Huairen wrote them, but Zhang Naiguang shook this matter out after two years, and the drunkard didn't mean to drink, he obviously threatened you, let's take a good look at it, how to pass this level."

"How's it going? Anyway, there is no calligraphy and painting, and there is a life! Let him Zhang Naiguang watch it. Zhang Youlin roared.

"The owner, the knife handle is in someone's hand, the hard top is not a thing, you have to think of a rut." Wang Renshan said calmly.

After a while, Zhang Youlin sat down dejectedly: "I'm out of line, for these two calligraphy and paintings, the three generations of the Zhang family have been worried for nearly a hundred years, and their hard work is almost exhausted." ”

"I have an idea." Wang Renshan lowered his voice, "Thirty-six plans, go is the best policy." ”

Early the next morning, Zhang Youlin took out the "Willow Bird Picture" and "Our Lady of Xiling", silently unfolded them, and hung them on the wall. Looking at these two calligraphy and paintings that have been full of vicissitudes, Zhang Youlin's ears seemed to sound the words of his grandfather Zhang Yangshan before his death: "In the future, even if the descendants of the Zhang family encounter great difficulties, they are not allowed to sell the national treasure, otherwise, it will be the greatest ......unfilial piety" He seemed to see his mother holding a feather duster again, gritting his teeth and pumping it on his back: "Say!" Where did you get the paintings? Say ......"

Zhang Youlin's tears rolled down.

Zhang Xiaolu pushed the door in, he was very surprised, and asked tentatively: "Dad, ...... you What's wrong? ”

Zhang Youlin wiped a handful of tears: "Xiaolu, let me ask you something, you must tell me the truth, do you have any connection with the Communist Party?" ”

Zhang Xiaolu was stunned: "Dad, why are you asking this?" ”

Zhang Youlin looked directly at his son: "Answer me, are you still afraid that your father will go to the informant?" ”

Zhang Xiaolu hurriedly shook her head: "Dad, I didn't mean that, I ...... There were a few classmates from Tsinghua University who went to Xishan to join the Eighth Route Army during the Anti-Japanese War, and we met on the street two years ago and resumed contact, and it happened that I received a notice at that time to let us reserve officers return to the army, and my classmates advised me not to participate in the civil war......"

Zhang Youlin interrupted him: "Let me ask you, can you still find them now?" ”

"It can be contacted that there is a Communist Party base in Pingximentougou." Zhang Xiaolu replied in the affirmative.

"Then leave Peking immediately and go to your classmates."

"Dad, what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaolu's eyes widened.

Zhang Youlin put away the calligraphy and paintings and handed them to his son: "The matter is urgent, you leave today, take this with you when you leave." ”

"Why should I leave with calligraphy and paintings?" Zhang Xiaolu was puzzled.

Zhang Youlin sighed: "Alas! Someone is fighting against it, this person is very powerful, we can't fight him, so you have to take it away and protect it. ”

"Dad, this is the heirloom of our Zhang family, who is fighting its idea? Isn't there a royal law? ”

"In this world, where is the king's law? We can't afford to hide, kid, take it with you. ”

Zhang Xiaolu thought for a moment: "Dad, what should I do with these two calligraphy and paintings?" ”

Zhang Youlin stroked the two scrolls with nostalgia: "Child, you know, these two paintings and calligraphy carry the hope of three generations of our Zhang family, when my grandfather planned to be the heirloom of the Zhang family, passed on from generation to generation, no matter when, even if he starves to death, he can't sell it, otherwise, it is the biggest unfilial piety, and the children and grandchildren of the Zhang family will never forgive him." In the past hundred years, these two paintings and calligraphy have gone through ups and downs, and the joys and hardships of them are only known to the descendants of our Zhang family, and they are not enough for outsiders. Today, I finally figured out these two national treasures...... It's really not suitable for the Zhang family to keep it. ”

"Why?"

Because in a society where an individual's life and property, including personal dignity, are not guaranteed, even the value of life becomes insignificant, let alone two calligraphy and paintings? Without a politically clear government that promotes democracy, freedom, and justice, then every citizen of this country will live in darkness and never hope. I have carefully considered, these two national treasures of calligraphy and painting are really not suitable for private collection, the three generations of the Zhang family have worked hard for them, and they are really unable to continue to protect them, I hope that in the near future, it will be kept by a democratic, free and fair new government, such precious calligraphy and painting, only a good government with clear politics is qualified to collect it......" Zhang Youlin burst into tears, "I am going to break up with it, I am ...... in my heart It's so sad that I can't bear ......."

Looking at his father's sad appearance, Zhang Xiaolu hesitated: "Why don't you ...... Let's think of something else? ”

Zhang Youlin wiped away his tears, and his attitude was resolute: "Let's go, you have to go, take it, go far, your mother will let me say, child, when you go...... Don't have to say goodbye to us, go quietly......"

Zhang Youlin turned around and walked out of the study, Zhang Xiaolu shouted with tears in her eyes: "Dad......"

Rong Bao Zhai's business is getting more and more sluggish, Yun Sheng pointed to the pitiful pile of paper on the shelf and said to Wang Renshan: "You see, Bingxue Xuan, mica Xuan, net skin, cotton is not much, if the paper in Anhui can't come up again, I'm afraid I have to use Sichuan paper to top." ”

Wang Renshan touched Bing Xue Xuan, very melancholy: "The calligraphers and painters in the north are not used to Sichuan paper, these are put away first and left to old acquaintances, alas!" I don't know when I'll be able to stock it up yet. ”

At this moment, Ren Qixian finished delivering the goods and pulled the empty cart into the city gate of Guang'anmen, he was stopped by several soldiers, and an officer came over and looked him up and down: "Boy, how old are you?" ”

"I'm still young, sixty." Ren Qixian replied angrily.

"Hey, you're pretty good, how do you talk?"

"Boss, I said you have something to do? I don't have time to cough with you, I'm leaving. ”

"Let's go? Where to go? Can I find you if it's okay? Let me tell you, Lao Tzu is not only looking for you for something, but also on business, come with us. ”

"Coming with you? Do? Ren Qixian stubbornly stiffened his neck, he didn't realize that bad luck was coming.

A soldier grabbed him: "The commander looks up to you, take you to be a soldier, have food to eat, and money to spend." ”

"I'm not going!" Ren Qixian broke free.

The officer yelled: "Don't instigate, you can't help it, take it away for me!" ”

"Are you unreasonable? Isn't this a bandit? Ren Qixian and the soldiers fought.

"Fuck, shameless, tie up this kid for me, don't you want to be a soldier? I have to let you be ......"

Ren Qixian was tied up by the soldiers, and he scolded: "Okay, if you have to let me be a soldier, it doesn't matter, uncle, I will be, anyway, don't let me catch up with the battle, uncle, I will ......hit you on the back of the head with the first shot" Before Ren Qixian's words were finished, he was hit with the butt of a gun in the back, and he was dragged away by the soldiers.

Ren Qixian's disappearance is undoubtedly worse for Rong Baozhai, from the manager to the guy, one is more depressed than the other. The only little goods in the shop were almost sold, the counter was empty, Li Shandong was bored with a feather duster to the east and west, Wang Renshan came in with a roll of old blue cloth with a heavy heart: "Shandong, help surround the shelves." ”

Li Shandong put down the feather duster and walked over lazily: "Manager, there's nothing left, what are you doing around it?" ”

"You're comfortable looking at the empty shelves, aren't you?" Wang Renshan angrily threw the old blue cloth on the counter.

"No one has come in for three or five days, and my stomach can't be fed, who has the leisure to write and paint." Li Shandong muttered.

"I think you want to go home, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't go home or not, but there is no goods in the shop, and there are no customers, so let's just waste it?" Li Shandong pulled up the old blue cloth and put it around the shelves.

"Don't go around the head, show half a grid, and put a few pieces of rice paper in to support the façade."

"Manager, it's been more than a month, and there is no news from Qixian, I see ......" Li Shandong did not say the latter words.

Wang Renshan sighed: "Alas! Misfortune is not a single line, the shop is already in a recession, and Qixian is ...... How will I explain to his parents in the future, they sent their son to Rong Bao Zhai as an apprentice. Wang Renshan really wanted to cry.

Minutes and seconds passed, and neither of them said anything more.

In the afternoon, Rong Bao Zhai finally came to the buyer. Two foreign cars stopped at the door of the shop, and the thin man helped the fat lady to get out of the front car, and the fat lady instructed the driver of the back car: "Han Lao Wu, you look at the money." After saying that, he walked towards the shop with Mr. Thin.

Entering the shop, the fat lady looked around: "This is Rong Bao Zhai?" She was visibly disappointed.

Wang Renshan greeted him: "Yes, Mrs. and Sir, what do you two use?" ”

"There is nothing empty, and you dare to call Rong Bao Zhai like this?"

"Madam, do you want to use anything here, I can transfer it from the library for you."

The fat lady pouted: "Forget it, I don't know what the price is when you transfer the things." ”

Wang Renshan smiled bitterly: "You know, the current price changes three times a day, and no one can say for sure." ”

The thin gentleman walked to the calligraphy and painting on the west wall with his hands behind his back: "Whose paintings are these?" Is it famous? ”

Li Shandong followed behind him: "They are all works of well-known calligraphers and painters, and the one you are looking at is that of Mr. Qi Baishi Qi." ”

The fat lady also walked over: "Qi Baishi? I think I've heard of it, it's him. ”

"You want to ...... Ordering? Wang Renshan looked at the fat lady suspiciously.

"I don't order it, let's have money and goods in one hand, let's talk about today's today, I don't care about tomorrow, that's it...... What kind of stone paintings, give me fifty pictures. ”

"Qi Baishi's paintings, fifty sheets?" Wang Renshan's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"What? Too little? That's a hundred. The fat lady unceremoniously doubled it.

Li Shandong was almost frightened, he half opened his mouth, and it took a while for him to speak: "A hundred? Calligraphy and painting are also hoarded? ”

The fat lady was quite proud: "I haven't seen it, have you?" Then I'll let you see and tell me, besides Qi Baishi, whose paintings are there? ”

At this time, Wang Renshan and Li Shandong didn't dare to speak easily, seeing that no one spoke, Mr. Thin shook his head pretending to be an expert: "In this way, there are some flowers, cordyceps, fruits and vegetables, trees and stones, and ......."

The fat lady interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, okay, are you still playing here?" Then she turned to Wang Renshan, "Just a hundred, what a hall, a banner, a fan...... Just, just look at it, I'll pay the cash. ”

"Oh my God, a hundred...... So much? "Wang Renshan doesn't know what to do.

The fat lady sighed: "Alas, there is really nothing to buy, and it is better to get a few paintings and collect them first than to store waste paper tickets." She instructed Mr. Thin: "Go, call Han Lao Wu in." ”

When Mr. Thin went to call Han Lao Wu, the fat lady said to Wang Renshan: "Tell you, I won't order the painting, pay the full amount today, don't wait for the painting to be completed and the price will rise." ”

Wang Renshan was shocked again: "Pay the full amount? Then I'll have to discuss it with the owner, you wait. ”

Wang Renshan turned around to make a phone call, but the fat lady turned sideways to stop him: "Don't look for a rut, the price can't be changed, just go according to your current runge." ”

Wang Renshan was very embarrassed: "Madam, look, there is no score for the current prices, and these 100 paintings will ...... when they are brought over."

"Today's Runge in your store is clearly marked with a price, so I don't care what the price is when I take it." The fat lady is quite unreasonable.

Han Lao Wu came in with a sack of gold yuan coupons: "Where?" ”

Wang Renshan shook his head helplessly: "Just put it here." ”

Han Lao Wu put the sack on the ground, turned around and went out again.

Li Shandong helped Wang Renshan drag the sack to the account cabinet and whispered: "Manager, we have lost a lot!" ”

Wang Renshan wiped the sweat on his head, helpless: "What's wrong with that?" Unless the door is closed. ”

Han Lao Wu carried another bag: "Is it enough?" ”

The fat lady ordered: "Move in, let's smash all this money here." ”

"How can such a large number be used?" Li Shandong was worried while untying the sack.

Wang Renshan went over to discuss with the fat lady: "Madam, look, this golden yuan coupon will not be finished for a while, you two will sit down and drink some water first, and my buddy and I will slowly give you a few minutes." ”

The fat lady frowned: "When will it have to wait?" I don't have that much time to spare, hurry up, I think you'd better go over the scales. ”

"Then it will save trouble, Shandong, bring the scales."

Li Shandong pushed the scales, and Wang Renshan counted them: "10 million yuan, 80 catties, 7 taels ......"

Since Xiaolu left, He Jiabi was depressed, and finally fell ill in bed, Zhang Youlin's heart was not happy, in order to make Rong Bao Zhai able to maintain, Wang Renshan gritted his teeth and borrowed money, but who would have thought that he would lose everything in two months, alas! Zhang Youlin couldn't sit still at home, so he walked out and walked along the street towards the bird market.

Zhang Youlin saw Zhao Hanbo walking towards him with a bird cage, he stopped and waved his hands: "Mr. Zhao, you haven't seen you for a few days, what's the matter, walking the birds?" ”

Zhao Hanbo shook his head: "Where, I'm here to sell birds, have you seen it?" I can't afford to raise this lark, go to the bird market and find a good family for them, the price is negotiable. ”

"Well, why can't you even raise a bird, you are a great fighter in the press? Not really, right? Zhang Youlin was a little unconvinced.

Zhao Hanbo had a bitter face: "I won't tell you anything, now I'm not much better than calling Huazi, so I'm not far from asking for food at the price of three changes a day, alas!" The government is clamoring to limit prices every day, but can it be restricted? After the Japanese surrendered, prices rose 8 million times in more than three years, and such a bad inflation is also very rare in China's thousands of years of history. ”

"Let's be with each other, Mr. Zhao, I still owe you a favor, you use public opinion to unite well-known people from all walks of life to complain for me, and I have to go to the house to thank you."

"You are too polite, Zhang Naiguang, as the director of the Bureau of Justice, actually instructed the traitors to frame you and Rong Baozhai for the sake of two calligraphy and paintings, this is too shameful, hey, what happened to this matter?" Zhao Hanbo asked with concern.

"Rong Bao Zhai has accounts as evidence, the confession of the acquisition of Jiahe Trading Company's calligraphy and painting is self-defeating, and the Bureau of Justice has spent a long time trying to find the stubble, he Zhang Naiguang said that my son is a Communist Party, but Xiaolu is not in Beiping, and he has nowhere to check, so it hangs."

"I hope that's the end of it!"

"Borrow your auspicious words, however, I also want to open, there is no calligraphy and painting, there is a life, it is a big deal to lose my old life, as for "Liu Yu Tu" and "Xiling Our Lady Post", he Zhang Naiguang does not want to get it!"

Zhang Youlin is determined to fight Zhang Naiguang to the end, anyway, the calligraphy and painting have been safely brought out of Beiping, what else is he afraid of? Bidding farewell to Zhao Hanbo, Zhang Youlin walked forward aimlessly, and unconsciously came to Liulichang.

Liulichang Street is a scene of ruin, the front of the shops was blown by the strong wind last night, and no one cleaned up, there are few pedestrians, and most of the shops are not open. Zhang Youlin walked slowly, shaking his head and sighing, Wang Renshan walked a few steps from behind to catch up: "Dongjia." ”

Zhang Youlin stopped, he pointed to the ancient rhyme hall next door to Rong Bao Zhai, and sighed: "Alas! ”

"Two days ago, there were three old antique shops on East Street, all of which were 180 years old, and the owner didn't ...... us if it didn't work."

"The country's fortune is not good, Renshan, I understand, at the moment, it is dry and expensive, but you can lose as soon as you do it, and the bigger you do, the more you lose, even if you have great ability, you have no power to return to heaven! Is there any news from Kai Xian? ”

"Someone saw him being arrested as a strong man, alas, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are fighting you to the death, and at this time he was arrested to be a soldier, isn't he going to die?"

Zhang Youlin had mixed feelings, and his tears flowed down: "Qixian, I can't stand you, you have suffered, and I am the owner...... I can't save you, I'm Zhang Youlin...... It's a waste ......."

"Owner, don't ...... price" Wang Renshan helped Zhang Youlin and entered the shop.

When I got home in the evening, He Jiabi called Zhang Youlin to the bedside: "Youlin, I thought about it and thought, Rong Bao Zhai can't just lie down like this, we have to borrow money, this time borrow it from my mother's family." ”

Zhang Youlin waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't ask for anyone, you still have to die of this heart." ”

"No, Youlin, over the years, I have never opened my mouth with my mother's family, and now Rong Bao Zhai is at this point, I borrow it from my brother, and he will not die without help." He Jiabi is very stubborn.

Zhang Youlin was silent.

"I beg you." He Jiabi struggled to sit up, "I'll kneel down for you......"

Zhang Youlin hurriedly supported her: "What are you doing here?" ”

He Jiabi shed tears: "I have followed you all my life, and I know that you are a person who does not bow his head easily, but this is not your personal matter, Rong Bao Zhai is the ancestral business of the Zhang family, and nothing can be defeated in our hands, as long as you can borrow money, you have to hold on no matter what; Besides, there are Manager Wang and his guys in the shop, they have worked hard with you for so many years, if Rong Bao Zhai falls, where will everyone go to eat? ”

This latter reason moved Zhang Youlin, he was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Alas, I can't answer you?" ”

Early the next morning, Wang Renshan took Zhang Youlin's phone and instructed Xu Hai and Li Shandong: "You two go to Shunyuan Xiangmi Store to buy grain." ”

Xu Hai thought for a while: "The road is not close, Manager Wang, why do you go all the way there?" ”

"Shunyuan Xiang rice shop is a business opened by the wife's mother's family, the owner used to do things, you followed to buy the grain back, if there is no acquaintance in the mouth these days, pointing to the queue to buy food? If the leg is broken, you may not see the grain hair. ”

Zhang Youlin sat in a foreign car and hurried away, there were not many merchants open for business on the street, but there were many people in a hurry, many people were in a panic back and forth to the store, occasionally one or two foreign cars came over were carrying goods but not people, and the people who called the car went with the car pulling the goods.

When I was about to arrive at the Shunyuan Xiang rice store, there was a sudden commotion in front, and someone shouted: "The grain store is going to put grain, the grain store is going to put grain......" Passers-by heard it and rushed forward.

There were a lot of people crowded outside the door of Shunyuan Xiangmi shop, the door of the shop opened a crack, and the bookkeeper with glasses hung a wooden sign on the door panel, which read: 7,500 yuan/jin for white noodles, 3,200 yuan/jin for stick noodles. Everyone immediately blew up the nest: "It's gone up by another 300, and this price is still with a spectrum without a spectrum......"

The wind rose, there was a thunder in the sky, and the people crowded in front began to smash the door with their fists: "Open the door, open the door, sell the grain quickly......" The people behind desperately hugged forward.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Youlin instructed the coachman: "Go around to the back and enter through the back door." ”

Entering the rice shop, Zhang Youlin explained his intentions, He Jiabi's younger brother and the owner of Shunyuan Xiang Rice Shop, He Zhaoguang, cried and mourned: "Brother-in-law, it's not me who refutes your face, our business is not easy to do, and liquidity is also very difficult. ”

The guy came in with two policemen, and He Zhaoguang went over and threw his hand at the two policemen: "There must be chaos with so many people, and I have to ask you two to help maintain it." ”

The tall policeman rolled his eyes: "We only care about the profiteers who hoard grain, and we can't take care of the rest." ”

"Knock knock......" The people outside slammed the door louder.

The short policeman took a few steps behind his back: "What is the shopkeeper, it can be regarded as a help for you, set a new rule for you, add 500 to the price of food, and our brother and you will add five." ”

He Zhaoguang was still hesitating, and the door flickered, as if it was about to be crushed.

The tall policeman waved his hand: "That's it, I can't help you if it works." With that, he pulled the latch and opened the door from the inside, waving his baton to drive away the people at the door: "Get out of the way, get out of the fuck!" ”

The bookkeeper came out after the short policeman, and he trembled and added 500 to the price of the grain, and then hid back in the shop, and the crowd became angry again:

"The stick noodles just returned to 3200, and the fart rose to 3700?"

"Black-hearted profiteers, don't let people live......"

For a while, the people's resentment was boiling, and the two policemen were about to be unable to suppress the bullets, when a military truck drove quickly, and everyone dodged to get out of the way. The truck stopped in front of the rice store, and jumped out of a dozen Kuomintang soldiers with guns, and an officer with the rank of captain commanded the soldiers: "Clear the door first." ”

The soldier drove the crowd away with a gun: "Get aside, get aside!" ”

The entrance to the rice shop was quickly cleared, and the officer stood in the car and shouted, "It's all quiet...... Be quiet! Listen to me, unscrupulous profiteers hoard grain and raise prices, and must be severely punished! ”

Someone in the crowd chimed in: "Yes, punish the profiteers severely and stabilize prices!" ”

There are also people who shout: "Don't talk nonsense, sell food quickly." ”

The officer continued: "The command from above that all profiteers, the government must severely punish them, and all hoarded grain must be confiscated by the government!" ”

He Zhaoguang jumped out, and he shouted heartbreakingly: "Sir, no, I'm selling food, the police can testify to me......" He searched for the two policemen just now in the crowd, who knows, they have long disappeared.

"The government sells grain at a low price...... All right! The crowd cheered.

The officer waved his hand: "Quiet...... Quietly, the confiscated grain was to be taken to the front for military rations. ”

The soldiers then slammed open the door of the shop and loaded the food onto the truck.

Everyone understood and shouted: "Put it down, it is our life-saving food, it can't be used as military food, don't let them take it, the robbers ......" The people and soldiers tore up, and the officer standing in the car pulled out the pistol on his waist and fired three shots at the sky, "Bang, Bang, Bang", and shouted in his mouth: "Who dares to rob again?" Lao Tzu broke his ......"

The people were stunned and retreated, and the soldiers loaded the trucks with grain bag by bag, one of which was scattered on the ground, and immediately someone went up to pick it up, and the crowd swarmed up. In the chaos, many people of all ages were squeezed down, one woman's purse was scattered, the banknotes were blown all over the sky by the wind, and the woman cried: "Money, my life-saving money...... Her daughter, a little girl of six or seven years old, cried to help her mother pick up the money......

Seeing that the crowd that had just calmed down was chaotic again, the soldier couldn't help but say something, brandishing the butt of his rifle and rushing towards the crowd.

Dark clouds rolled and heavy rain poured down. Li Shandong dodged the butt of the gun brandished by the soldier, tripped by the old man who fell to the ground in the retreat, and crashed into the little girl who helped her mother pick up banknotes, Xu Hai rushed over and tore the little girl away, the little girl broke free of Xu Hai, and continued to kneel and crawl in the muddy water to grab the money frantically, she screamed miserably: "Mom, money, money, money......"

The old man who fell to the ground ignored the trampling, and desperately pulled the food scattered on the ground into his arms......

Witnessing this scene, Zhang Youlin's tears rolled down like beads with broken threads.

It was another rainy day, a thunder sounded in the sky, and the plaque hanging on the lintel of Rong Bao Zhai was shaken. Zhang Youlin walked over with crutches and staggered, Wang Renshan in front, Yunsheng and Li Shandong also came out of the shop with a wooden ladder in the back, Wang Renshan walked a few steps to support Zhang Youlin, Zhang Youlin stood at the door, he raised his head, stared at the plaque of Rong Bao Zhai, and said slowly for a long time: "If the Tao wins the people, it will win the country; If you lose the public, you will lose the country; The skin is gone, and the hair will be attached to ......" He raised his hand weakly, "Pick it." ”

Wang Renshan's tears poured out, and he grabbed Zhang Youlin's arm: "The owner ......"

"Pick it for me!" Zhang Youlin poked the ground with his cane.

Wang Renshan and his friends cried: "Owner, Rong Bao Zhai is like this...... Finished? ”

Zhang Youlin stomped his feet violently and shouted, "Pick! ”

Yun Sheng and Li Shandong climbed the ladder and slowly took off the plaque, Zhang Youlin was in tears, suddenly, he covered his chest and fell down, Wang Renshan and his men cried and rushed over......

The roar of thunder rang out again, and the sky seemed to be torn open, and the rain poured down wildly. At this time, the domestic war situation was in the midst of drastic changes, the East China Field Army under the leadership of the CCP had won a complete victory on the Jinan battlefield, and the Northeast Field Army was conquering Jinzhou. Shortly thereafter, the Battle of Pingjin kicked off, and Zhang Youlin, He Jiabi, and more than a million citizens of Beiping endured the years in hardship.

On January 31, 1949, Beiping was finally peacefully liberated, and on the same day, the First Division of the Fourth Field Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army entered Beiping City from Xizhimen and took over the defense of Beiping.

On February 3, 1949, the Chinese People's Liberation Army held a grand ceremony for entering the city of Beiping. On that day, the road was crowded with cheering crowds, Zhang Youlin and He Jiabi stood on a high step a little far from the crowd on Qianmen Street, they looked at the team entering the city and the cheering crowd, their faces were filled with joyful smiles, the two old people had not been so comfortable and comfortable for a long time.

Zhang Youlin raised the monocular to look at it carefully, He Jiabi was a little anxious, she urged, "What do you see, tell me?" ”

Ren Qixian, who was wearing a PLA uniform, walked majestically in the team, Zhang Youlin noticed it at a glance, and he became excited: "Qixian? Did he join the PLA? ”

It turned out that Ren Qixian was arrested and transferred to the 73rd Division of the Kuomintang, and in the Battle of Jinan, he escaped and joined the People's Liberation Army.

He Jiabi took the binoculars: "Where is it?" Why didn't I see it? ”

Zhang Youlin pointed it out to He Jiabi, and at this time, Zhang Xiaolu's unit came over, he saw his parents from a distance, and excitedly walked out of the team and ran over through the crowd.

"Mommy, Dad!" Zhang Xiaolu raised his right hand and gave a military salute.

Zhang Youlin was stunned for a moment, and then hugged Zhang Xiaolu tightly.

"Dad, I have handed over the "Willow Bird Picture" and "Our Lady of Xiling" to the People's Government, and they will be exhibited in the new Palace Museum in the future!"

"Great, great, I'm relieved now......" Zhang Youlin burst into tears, "Xiaolu, our shop ......"

"I've heard, Dad, Mom, a new era has begun, Rong Bao Zhai can't collapse, it will continue to exist, the new government will help us, our chief said, Rong Bao Zhai is a business card on behalf of Chinese culture, as long as Chinese culture is in, Rong Bao Zhai will exist forever."

Zhang Youlin couldn't stop nodding: "That's good, that's good!" In the blur of tears, the welcoming crowd lit firecrackers, and countless firecrackers exploded, deafening; On the street, red flags were unfurled, and the People's Liberation Army continued to march into Beiping......