Chapter 22: Tracing the Trace
Gu Hongming shouted: "Where did this start? Have you seen Mr. Nanpu before?"
Wang Xinghui said, "No." β
Gu Hongming asked again: "Then have you ever set foot in Yuanzhou before?"
Wang Xinghui replied: "No!"
Gu Hongming clapped his hands: "Isn't this right, the two of you are separated by generations, one is in Xichuan and the other is in Jiangnan, and there is no intersection, besides, he ...... Mr. Nanpu is a close friend of our cadres and others, who has worked hard and gone through hardships for decades to set up my company, and, and ......" he stomped his foot in anger, and he didn't even say anything. Gu Hongming has been light all his life, fame, fortune, honor and disgrace are not taken to heart, and he is also rich and rich, able to speak well, and decades ago he once spoke to the emperor and queen in the court, and made trouble for the ministers, what a scenery it was, and later was introduced by Zhang Zhidong as a guest, and he had to ask about his ideas in every detail, which can also be described as a respected status, and he said one or the other. At this time, seeing that Wang Xinghui would not agree with each other, he would draw his sword and face each other, as soon as he came to Xiucai, he couldn't explain it clearly, and secondly, it turned out that he had Yang Xi's heart in his eyes all these years, and he had already had the heart to match, and he would definitely want the two to get married on the same day, but he didn't expect Wang Xing to be so impatient, which was unexpected, so he was so angry that he was squeezed out, and said: "How can you have a grudge with him, I'm afraid that there will be a misunderstanding in it!
Wang Xinghui remembered what Wei Yihu once said: Liu Nanpu betrayed his master, joined the Qing court, killed the Han people, and was untrustworthy, inducing Shi Dakai to die with 5,000 soldiers, Wei Yihu took revenge for many years, and every time he fell short, and finally died with hatred. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, where did he have the heart to distinguish, shook his head and said: "You don't need to say more, don't let it go, don't blame me for being rude!" He also met Gu Hongming for the first time, but when he saw that he was Yang Xi's elder, he repeatedly restrained his anger. At this time, seeing that although the enemy was no longer alive, his spiritual position was arched high, and he was worshiped by so many people, how could he not be angry? Wei Yihu was entrusting him with death, how could he just do it? At this time, he was furious, and he could no longer care about Yang Xi, and his long sword shook and pointed directly at the tip of Gu Hongming's nose.
Although Lu Deming heard Wang Xinghui dictate this piece of wreckage, but seeing that Gu Hongming and others had repeatedly tried hard to stop him, he immediately stepped forward and said: "Wait, Xinghui, and listen to them, Old Man Gu is a great man in the world and Yang Xi's elder, maybe there is some misunderstanding in it." β
Wang Xinghui is not a rude person, he is very convinced of this brother, seeing him say this, his heart was excited, and he glanced at Yang Xi again, and saw that Yang Xi's little face turned white with fright, and he suddenly calmed down for seven or eight points, and his heart softened all of a sudden, and then walked in front of Yang Xi, and wanted to say comfort, but he thought about it carefully, he was entrusted by others, and he always had to be loyal, and he listened to the meaning of these people in front of him, Liu Nanpu left his name behind him in the past 20 years, and was worshipped, and Wei Yihu was still buried in the nameless Miao village in Xiangxi, he could not stop there; but if he insisted on turning over this old debt, he would inevitably part ways with Gu Hongming and Yang Xiγ He and Yang Xi have been in love with each other for three years, and under the barrier of mountains and rivers, their feelings are not faint but more and more true, at this time, he wants to abandon her, there is really no half love in his heart, thinking of this, he sighed, and the words of comfort were not spoken.
The fat old man saw that his anger calmed down a little, stepped forward, and said slowly: "Even if Mr. Nanpu was heinous during his lifetime, he has already become ancient at this time, and it really doesn't make much sense to destroy his spiritual hall, but everything can't always be lifted by a rational word, Mr. Nanpu and I were all friends during his lifetime, they are all friends with each other for decades, and there is great favor, our group of old men, there is still a little fame in the past, what kind of grievances do you have?" There are so many of us here, all of them are old people who are dying, and they have already looked down on the honor, if Mr. Nanpu is at a loss, we will never bully you, you might as well say it slowly!"
Lu Deming saw that Wang Xinghui was still stunned, and hurriedly said: "Ah, that's right, this brother of mine once met a respected elder by chance, who can be said to be half teacher and half friend, and this old man has some grudges with Mr. Nanpu. While saying that, he relayed some of the past events of Wei Yihu that Wang Xinghui had told him, but he had only heard one side of the story, and there was no way to say it in more detail, so he immediately walked up to Wang Xinghui, patted Wang Xinghui on the shoulder, put the sword in his hand into the sheath, and said: " This matter has only been counted for more than 50 years, not to mention that the two old people are no longer alive, and there is no need to affect the next generation of things. β
Wang Xinghui glanced at Lu Deming, stood on the ground with his hands down, and sighed again, he originally relayed Wei Yihu, the former general of the Taiping Army, Wei Yihu was besieged, and the two escaped with their lives, and how Liu Nanpu betrayed his master, how he treacherously, and stabbed him on both sides, so that a generation of war god Shi Dakai Ling Chi cut his flesh and died, etc. Wei Yihu's seniors entrusted me to come to Jiangnan to find his senior brother Liu Nanpu on his deathbed, so that I could ask him face to face why he was a traitor and why he killed thousands of soldiers under the Wing King. You say, 'I have been entrusted by men, and today I see this traitor being worshiped by you on such a high ground after his death, how can I not be angry?"
Gu Hongming and the old people were silent when they heard his words. The old man sat in the middle of it, and he didn't answer, and after a while, the old man spoke: " Mr. Nanpu in the former Qing Dynasty official to the imperial history, he served in the Qing Dynasty, and his junior brother is his master, he has pacified the killing of the Han uprising, which should be true, but said that he lured Shi Dakai to reunite and annihilate it, this may not be his original intention, you think about it carefully, the late Qing Dynasty forces are complicated, even the Guangxu Emperor can not completely do everything as he wants, now the former Qing Dynasty has turned into smoke, about the killing of the Yiwang in Xichuan, history has long been decided, that is the will of Luo Bingzhang, the governor of Sichuan, and Mr. Nanpu may not have a lot to do with it. β
Wang Xinghui said: "I don't care about all this, but he always personally promised to leave the lives of 5,000 Taiping Army soldiers!"
The fat old man replied: "Even if it is a promise, how many people must have influenced the current situation? How can other people's promises to Mr. Nanpu be fulfilled? Alas, the world is unpredictable, and if you lose everything, you will lose everything, and sometimes it is a last resort! In this way, since you have come specifically for this matter, we, who are in the last years, will apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Nanpu!" As he spoke, he didn't ask the other old men what they meant, so he stood up tremblingly, and bowed to Wang Xinghui, and the other old men didn't speak, and there was no reluctance on their faces, and they all stood up one by one, and bowed respectfully to President Wang Xing.
This was much more than Wang Xinghui expected, he saw that several old people had white hair on their heads, and the boss had never gotten up since he entered the door, and at this time he also stood up with a cane, bowing his head to his waist, and there was no falsification at all, which showed that they were sincerely apologizing on behalf of others. He stayed for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it in his heart, and said: "That's it, the old Wei seniors also had words before their deaths, if Liu Nanpu has passed away, this grievance will be understood in this way, and now I have finished speaking, but I don't want to stay here for another moment, a few old men, let's meet each other by fate, let's not pass it over." He said to Lu Deming: "Big brother, my business is done, let's go." He knew that Yang Xi and Gu Hongming came together, and she had her own elders present, so naturally he couldn't ask her to leave together at this time, so he sighed in his heart, didn't look at her, and bowed his head and left.
Gu Hongming suddenly shouted: "Wait!"
Wang Xinghui said: "What else does the old man have to explain?"
Gu Hongming said: "Could it be that what I said Gu Hongming was really a fart?
Wang Xinghui asked, "What else do you want?"
Gu Hongming said: "I have a word first, when the matter here is over, I will complete the marriage for the two of you, isn't it that what I said doesn't count?"
Wang Xinghui's heart was cold, he finally met Yang Xi, and Gu Hongming was the master, and he was very happy in his heart, but he saw that the enemy of the master and Gu Hongming and Yang Xi's biological father were related, and the grudge here had just been resolved, how could he immediately talk about marriage with the daughter of the enemy's friend?
Gu Hongming said again: "I still have to explain this matter clearly," he turned to Yang Xi and said, "Xi'er, do you know why Professor Lin Changmin repeatedly asked you to come to me to visit Mr. Nanpu together? β
Gu Hongming didn't wait for Wang Xing to speak, pointed to the white fat old man and said, "This is Uncle Wendao Xiwen," and pointed to the old man in the middle and said, "This is Uncle Chen Sanli Chen," pointing to the old man and saying: "This is Uncle Wang Zhaoyong Wang, and these two are Uncle Yang Du and Uncle Deng Haishan," and finally pointed to the old man with a wide body in the middle seat and said, this is Uncle Sheng Xuanhuai. β
Yang Xi got up one by one and saluted. Wang Xing met Gu Hongming to talk about Yang Xi's life, and his heart jumped suddenly, he had a long talk with Yang Xi in the back mountain of Liantian Mountain that day, Yang Xi was often depressed about his birth, Wang Xing would empathize, naturally he was concerned, he had long wanted to know everything about Yang Xi's past, and he didn't dare to slack off immediately, and he also gave his hand in return.
Lu Deming has been in the Luoxiao Mountain area for some time, and when the name of each of these people was announced, he was all surprised. It turns out that Wen Daoxi, Chen Sanli, and Wang Zhaoyong are all former Qing dignitaries, and the world heroes, that Sheng Xuanhuai is the former Qing Minister of Posts and Communications, the founder of the current coalfield mining bureau, Jiangnan Industry, involved in coalfield mining, metal smelting, weapons weaving, and most of them were founded by him. He thought about it for a while, and said in his heart: "Yes, Gu Hongming is a judge in the literary world, if it weren't for the identity of these people, it would not be enough to be a friend of his brothers, brothers, and friends, although Yang Du and Deng Haishan are not as famous as these people, it seems that they are by no means general." β
I only heard Gu Hongming point to a few old people and say: "Xi'er, your father and I, Professor Lin Changmin, these uncles and uncles, and the deceased Mr. Liu Nanpu and Uncle Liu hanging on the wall are all old friends, you must know." He walked slowly to the window, looked at the mountains in the distance, and continued: "About forty-eight years ago, that year, our imperial court besieged the bandit capital Tianjing for a long time, and according to the spies, there was no food and grass in the city, and it was already in chaos, and the city was only destroyed overnight. At that time, he was responsible for the general attack on the bandits, Zeng Guofan's younger brother Zeng Guoquan, this person had the name of Zeng Iron Bucket, the Battle of Anqing, he surrounded and annihilated the 200,000 elites of the Changmao Army, and the soldiers were in their prime, which was really a strong force. Zeng Tiedou has the heart to become famous in this battle, and it is even more impressive to make people wave their flags and shout all the way. The sergeants and soldiers of the army also knew that breaking Tianjing was in one move, so everyone was scrambling to be the first and unstoppable, even the ordinary people in Huizhou and Zhenjiang also applied for recruitment, and everyone took the attack on Jinling as their ambition. I have heard people say that although there is no grain and grass in Jinling City, there are a lot of gold and silver treasures and gold beauties. The people in the Liangjiang area, affected by the war for decades, can be said to have lived a day of worry, life is hanging on the neck, where will go to divide what is right and who is wrong, but seeing that the long hair will be defeated this time, so they have to come to ask for a lively, lucky maybe they can also carve up one or two pieces of gold and silver in the city, in fact, they are not heart to the Qing court, but the so-called wall down everyone pushes, if the Qing court is faced with such a situation that day, they also have the same idea, the same to join in this fun. These uncles and I were invited by the army to go to Suzhou to see this 3,000-year-old city return to rule, and it was also this idea to join in the fun. β
"That battle, the two sides fought for forty-six days of fighting, the city of Nanjing was full of Qing troops rushing to help, everyone stayed a few miles outside the city, watching the vicious fight at the head of the city, the interest came, and went to the city, the bold climbed up to the city, the timid went around and rested far away, everyone was like countless cats surrounded a nest of mice, not afraid of not being able to enter the city, only afraid that the property in the city was not enough, even if occasionally I heard that there were long hairs from all over the country to come back to help, everyone was not worried, because the disparity in strength was too great, they were not dispersed before they came to the cityγ β
"The long hairs in the city are all iron-clad men, no one is willing to surrender easily, and there are people who are accustomed to being able to fight well, and the two sides began to fight to the death. In the bloody battle of Yuhuatai, the two sides used almost all the tactics, tunnels, poisonous smoke, foreign guns, fire bull formations, water breaking, human sea battles, and everything was done, both sides were killed and wounded, and the bones were like mountains, which can be described as a vicious battle between ancient and modern times, just when they could not hold each other, an accident spread in the army. β
"This accident is cholera, when our army sergeant suddenly infected cholera, and the transmission route is very rapid, not only two days, everyone has diarrhea, weak hands and feet, seeing that it is going to fall short, Zeng iron bucket is anxious to chaos, at this time if the long hair is relieved, it is tantamount to a failure, Mr. Meng Nanpu happened to be nearby, he went to the city to check, immediately decided to cut off the water source, dug the ground to get water, and personally led people to dig herbs by the Taihu Lake, only three days to stop the cholera epidemic, but morale finally no longer as crazy as a few days ago. β
Just when it was about to be reversed, Zeng Iron Bucket ordered that after breaking through Tianjing, let the soldiers rob for three days. This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and all the soldiers rushed up with a roar, and in a blink of an eye, they climbed to the top of Tianjing City. The soldiers who attacked the city were happy, and the women were ruined, and they robbed a lot of money, and they did not return to the camp, so they said goodbye to the officials and returned to their hometowns together, Zeng Guoquan had to allow, but the situation was no longer controlled, and the soldiers robbed along the way, at that time, your family was a big family in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and your father was almost robbed and killed, and it was Mr. Nanpu who immediately stopped the robbery of the soldiers, and saved your father's life, and the two generations of your Yang family's bloodline came from this. β
Breaking the battle of Tianjing, the rest of the old men have either participated in or experienced it themselves, and they are all thrilling to hear, and the bloody battle of fifty years ago seems to be right in front of them. When Wang Xinghui, Lu Deming and others heard this, they couldn't help but be enthusiastic. Yang Xi has been crying for a long time, she has not known her life experience for decades, and at this time, after listening to Gu Hongming's relay, she knew this section, and even stood up to thank her.
Gu Hongming stopped Yang Xi with his hand, signaled him not to interrupt, sighed, and turned his head to Wang Xinghui and said: "I originally wanted to rot this matter in my stomach, but I didn't expect that more than 30 years after his death, someone would still come to the door, I really don't want you to part ways with Yang Xi for this matter, a few of you are here today, including the old man, we all have some names, we are all old friends of Mr. Nanpu that day, today, today we will tell you the ins and outs of the matter, please be sure to listen clearly." Only then did Wang Xinghui know that Gu Hongming said that Yang Xi's father and the breaking of Nanjing was just an introduction, and it seemed that the main thing was to tell him about Liu Nanpu's life experience, so he immediately nodded slightly, cheered up and listened carefully.
I only heard Gu Hongming sigh again and said: "Alas, Mr. Nanpu is righteous and thin, but the poor man is just and easy to break, his love is deep, and he is jealous of his talents, which is really regrettable." Let's first ask the little brother Haolai to give us a brief introduction to your father. β
A young student in his early twenties turned out in the corner of the room, his face was still childish, he stood up and bowed his hand to Gu Hongming, and said, "Yes." He waved to the group in the hall, made a four-way salute, and paused for a while, because he saw that Wang Xinghui was a guest from afar, and he was the party who turned over this old account, and he bowed his hand to him.
The young man had been sitting in the corner of the house, never speaking from beginning to end, Wang Xing would not have thought that Liu Nanpu still had descendants, his face was stiff, and he did not answer.
The latter smiled slightly, ignored him, lowered his placket for a while, and then spoke slowly. He spoke clearly and calmly, but every word was clear and delivered to everyone's ears in its entirety, and he told the story of his father in a solemn voice, and although there were not many sensational words between the words, the whole story was like a spring rain, and every word fell like a raindrop on everyone's hearts.
"Mr. Nampo is not actually my biological father, but he is better than my biological father. In my life, the person I admire and love the most is my adoptive father, if I can save my father from this catastrophe in his life, I am willing to give my life, but I am afraid that it will not be possible to repay his great kindness. β
"I don't remember where my ancestors were, I don't remember where I came from, I just remember, in my life, I had no father and no mother, hehe, people are like this, if you were born like this, you won't feel unfair, in my childhood memories, I only remember that I begged on the street every day, fought with dogs for food, I didn't know where to go tomorrow, I didn't know what the meaning of life was, you think, if a person is born like this, what is the difference between him and a dog on the street, how can he think about tomorrow?"
"It was a winter, and it was also this season, the Jiangnan area suffered a flood that had not been encountered in a hundred years, and there were slowly more people begging on the streets, and the old ladies who were willing to give alms were also less, I didn't get anything to eat for three days, so I dug up Guanyin soil to satisfy my hunger, and my stomach hurt unbearably that day, and I couldn't walk, so I lay down in a corner of the street to rest, I was feverish and weak, but the sky was raining, and I didn't know how to dodge, so I heard passers-by occasionally look at me, and someone sighed and said: ' Alas, the child was not saved. I smiled slightly, and paid no attention to him, but lay drowsy, and no one gave me food, and if it had not been for my adoptive father passing by the street that day, I thought I would have frozen to death in that street. β
"In a trance, I heard a chariot and a horse approaching, and stopped before me, and a man got out of the chariot and asked, 'What is the matter?' and someone replied, 'I think I was a beggar,' and someone approached me, and took my veins and forehead, and said, 'I'm dying, I'm just going to breath.'" Then the man was going to go. β
"Then someone jumped down, broke my eyelids with his hand, and said, 'Saved, come, carry him into my car.'" Then a warm coat came over me, and I lost consciousness. β
"In this way, I was rescued into a big house, put on a clean and thick cotton coat, someone brought me food every day, I will raise it for some days, I can't remember how long, maybe three or two months, maybe half a year, no one talks to me, only a grandmother, every day on time to serve me food, sometimes see me eat well, will also look at me smile, say a few words, tell me to eat slowly, not choked. β
"On this day, a man dressed like a very splendid man came into the house where I was staying, and he looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes and said, 'Oh, at last I look a little brighter. As soon as he spoke, I immediately heard that he was the one who had saved me that day, and he asked me what his name was, where he lived, and I had never spoken to anyone in my life, and although I could understand what others meant, no one had ever said such things to my face, and the most that I had spoken to was: 'Smelly little Hanako, get out of the way.'" Of course, no one wants to listen to me. So I understood it, but I didn't know how to answer it. β
"The man looked at me for a long time, and suddenly tears fell from his eyes, and he wiped away his tears, and went out, and in the next two years, he often came to the firewood house where I lived, and would talk to me, and sometimes he would fold a piece of firewood, and draw some graphics on the spot to show me, and then I learned that he was teaching me to read, but at that time I didn't know that it was a word, and he taught me a lot of graphics, and I remembered only one word, and the most he taught was to draw to the left, and then to the right, and then he said to me: 'People, people, you are a person. Then I remembered it, and when I spoke it casually, he was very pleased to see me speak, and after that he commanded the others to let me walk about the house every day, and not to be troubled by me. It didn't take long for someone to take me to sit with some young people my age every day, and then I learned more and realized that it was a school. Later, I also moved from that firewood house to another better house, and lived in this way for several more years.
"After reading for a few years, I also learned to know, and gradually became no different from ordinary people, no longer a beggar like a walking corpse. I began to pay attention to the place where I lived, it turned out that the place where I lived was a very ornate official residence, and the school where I went out every day was not far from the next door, and in front of the door was a small river, and the banks were planted with locust trees, and there were a few ponds under the locust trees, and sometimes we would sit on the vines hanging from the locust trees after school, and then we would sway and sway, and then plunge into the fish pond. β
"In the past few years, the man who saved me was often absent, I don't know where he went, sometimes he came back, and often closed the door, I often saw his room lit up all night, and his tall shadow was reflected on the window, and on this day, I approached his door, pushed the door open, looked at him and said, 'Daddy, are you my father? Why do other people have daddy and mother, but I don't?' He was stunned by me, stopped writing, but tears suddenly fell from his eyes. I was seven or eight years old, and when I saw him cry suddenly, I cried with him, and he took me in front of him and said, 'I'm not your father, I'm not, you're an orphan, I picked it up.' I can't be your father, because I have my own children, so you can call me Master. β
"I asked him again, 'Then where are your children and my sister?' and the tears in Master's eyes flowed out again, and he said, 'They are lost, I am looking for them, but I have not found them, I have been looking for them. β
"Since then, I have learned that Master has already had a son and is lost. From then on, I thought to myself that if Master's child could not be found, I would have to treat him as my own father. β
Soon after, Master often went out for half a year and half a year, sometimes coming back for a few months, sometimes going out in the spring when the flowers were blooming, and only coming back the following year when the snow was falling. I naturally knew that he was looking for the teacher and the child, and when I saw that his face was always depressed, I naturally knew that he had not found the child and the child. β