Double Bracelets

Speaking of loving music, in fact, Jiang Tonghe is also a person who loves music.Although he has always recognized himself as a Chinese citizen and was born in a diplomat's family—it was during his father's mission in France—he has a natural repulsion towards many Western things. After all, according to Westerners' point of view, any emotion may be mutual. Yes, since you white people despise us, I despise you too.

But he loved the symphony in his heart.He felt that he could hear a person's magnificent story from it.But it is a pity that he has never heard Dvořák's Symphony No. 9 in E minor "From the New World". When Dvořák went to the New World, he returned to China.Especially the fourth movement, if he listens to it, he will probably be highly unified with his current mood.

The newspaper discusses the current situation of the government. Some people think it is abhorrent, and some people think that the government is a jerk.The former thinks that this group of people is a scourge, while the latter thinks that the government is a total mess, and the people who really do things are gone—either killed in battle, or resigned—the incumbent is not only incompetent, but also obsessed with infighting.And recently they also got a brand new argument, senior committee member Jiang Tonghe resigned.As soon as this news came out, the two factions seemed to shake hands and make peace: You see, Jiang Tonghe has resigned, which shows that the country's government is exhausted and the sky is about to change.

Jiang Tonghe’s failure in the political struggle—even if he himself wanted to firmly deny the word—has complicated reasons, and his opinions are not accepted, so that’s all; Consistently; now seeing that he is less and less reused, and some young people directly climb to the top, he is indignant that President Jiang favors the reuse of Weng Wenhao's {72} kind of flattering and bullying people, this group of people There are too many times when you let yourself be angry.He thought he was an old man, so why bother with this idleness, he might as well go back home!Wait until they can't clean up the mess anymore, then come and treat yourself!

That's why he didn't want to hear a word about the reviews at the Third Plenary Session of the Sixth Central Committee.Anyway, you review and review, what's the difference!The next day, he came up with the "Comprehensive Reform of Party Affairs Case", and he was almost out of his mind.He now believes that the guards of the party and state of his generation have rotted away, and the opportunity is in the hands of the new generation, in the hands of his two sons.

He himself still denies that although he has a temper, it is not completely irretrievable.Chen Bulei really wanted to save him, but he still couldn't persuade him, let alone invite Jiang Tonghe back?Jiang Tonghe packed his luggage and returned to Shanghai. He lived in a home that he hadn’t lived in for so many years, slept in his father’s room, and felt in a trance that he had inherited his father’s fate—or worse, as in Symphony No. 9 in E minor. Like ups and downs.The changing times are turbulent. Putting aside the false political one-man show, he began to focus on the military. Yes, what's the use of entering Yan'an, an empty Yan'an?

He sent a telegram to his sons—there was a way to do that—and he wanted to know how things were going.

When Jiang Xize received the telegram, he was taking a break from his busy schedule to catch his breath. He was tightly clutching the amulet he had given to his wife back then. As a relic, she took it away.He left the amulet that his wife gave him to his daughter, and took this away for himself.I saw my father's telegram and asked him to write a letter home.Your father is still like an officer, Director Xiong {75} said after seeing it, well, if he wants to ask you, just tell him the general situation, anyway, the communication between your father and son is very safe.It's your younger brother.

Jiang Xize wrote a letter home to his father saying how the current situation is, and that the immediate need is reinforcements, but the improper command led to the growing momentum and power of the Communist Party. By January, nearly 100 cities had been captured.Although our army captured nearly twice as many cities, the opponent annihilated 12 of our brigades, and the offensive and defensive situation has substantially reversed at this moment.

He thought for a while, and wrote again: The biggest problem with the Northeast Army camp now is not the cunning of the army, but the improper command between the commander-in-chief and the troops, and the decision-making of the commander-in-chief. Combat power is simply a group of soldiers and hooligans.Sometimes the orders of the camp are not implemented at all, and it is unknown how much effort it will take to deal with personnel and human relationships if they want to be implemented.

He wanted to say to his father, Dad, I have never been so tired.Although it is not as critical as life and death at the moment, isn't it because of such ineffectiveness in suppressing bandits back then that caused GF to become so big today?At this time, if you don't destroy it in one go, it will be over!

After writing, he mailed the letter.In April in Northeast China, he had a staff meeting 10 minutes later, and he wanted to try to change a recent decision, and wanted to completely switch from defense to offense.After his wife's death, he entrusted his daughter to his sister.The daughter said, Dad, Mom wants you to take care of yourself.His eyes were red and his daughter was crying too.He had no choice but to hold his daughter's face in both hands, wipe her tears away with his thumbs, and agreed that Dad would take care of himself.From now on, you will follow my sister-in-law and Aunt Wang well. If you hear me, if you like to play the piano, play the piano well.Wait for Dad to come back and play for Dad.

From now on, he has nothing to worry about.He sometimes thought, why didn't he die in the war of resistance?living to this day suffering.After thinking about it, I felt that it was fortunate that I was the one who was alive, otherwise I would not be able to accept the pain of my wife suffering from broken wings.

Now it was the officer, not the wife, who would remind him to look good and shave every day.Never hear it again.

During this time, he occasionally heard news from his brother.The elder brother is naturally the elder brother, he thought, no one can replace him.But since he has been transferred to the Northeast camp to accompany the army, he has completely lost contact with Wang Haopeng.Only met once at his wife's funeral.Wang Haopeng is now staying in Nanjing, and still returns to the system of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs, but he has completely lost power.Of course, the Juntong will not need him, and their brothers are at odds with Mao Renfeng.Other systems are busy invading each other. Who wouldn't step on the stepping stone that he wears the high hat of a traitor son like this?At the funeral, he said to Jiang Xize, brother, I just feel useless and hopeless now.

Jiang Xize wanted to comfort him, but felt unable to speak.He also felt hopeless, hopeless.Nowadays, no matter those who search for wealth, those who strive for fame and fortune, or those who sit back and watch success or failure, they are all scumbags.Because there are too many scumbags, the passage is blocked, so that the capable and upright people either cannot be in power, or they can't do things even if they are in power.

In April in the Northeast, it started to rain, pattering, and getting bigger and bigger.

Thousands of miles away in Shanghai, Jiang Xijie and Wang Jiyue may be the only happy people during this time.Outside of her job, Wang Jiyue's only worry is her sister's depression—she can't do anything about it—other than planning to go back to the countryside to see her mother's tomb, and to bury her father's ashes in a low-key way.It is inconvenient for Wang Haopeng to come and see her off in person, as a sister, there is no need for him to suffer such misfortune, she can just do it herself, and it doesn't matter if you are filial or not.Jiang Xijie only has money in her eyes—where does the money come from and where does it go.After returning to Shanghai, I can receive letters from the United States almost every other month. I have to say that Mrs. Xu is really a man of God, and the people entrusted to him cannot be loyal. Investing and earning a fortune.The only problem now is that it is better for someone to go there, otherwise it is not legally possible to delay.She also asked if she wanted to remit some money, but Jiang Xijie quickly sent an urgent telegram, saying that the domestic legal currency is now considered waste paper, so please do not remit it, just keep it.

The day before Qingming, the two set off for Mudu.The next day, Wang Jiyue took the few old servants left in the old house to open the tomb and put his father's urn in it.After leaving the old man's house, the two put their hands together and knelt down to worship the Shi family who had been away for a long time.Thinking of all the experiences of these years, the accidentally preserved old house, and even the past of living here, Wang Jiyue cried and cried with a smile, but did not speak.Jiang Xijie put her arms around her shoulders so that she could lean on her, but Wang Jiyue gently pushed her away and poured a glass of wine for her mother.Long Jiu said: "You know, I don't really want anything now. I just want to hope that Mudu can still be like this in the future. In spring, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It can remain the same." Jiang Xijie nodded, "Old house, are you really planning to sell it?" "Yeah, it's meaningless to keep it. I'm planning to sell it, and the money after the sale will be given to the second aunt's family. It is said that I have been with my father for the rest of my life, so don’t treat them too harshly after death. Give some of these old servants, so that they can also keep them to help look after their parents’ tombs. If there is any leftover, I will leave it to you to earn money for me It’s money. It’s earned for our family.”

Some time ago, the two were thinking about when to go to the United States together. On the one hand, they will take care of the property of the company, and on the other hand, they will perform surgery on Jiang Xijie, and by the way, they can take the children to receive better education.The only thing that worries me is Chanyue. Chanyue intends to go to Penang no matter what, but she has never made a decision on her own personal affairs. Everyone is on the sidelines about the domestic situation—even if they are passive wait-and-sees—but after all, it is about how to go. , Should I leave normally, or run away with the whole family?There is always a difference.

It's so fast, it's only been a year, why do you think you're going to die?But for them who have been immersed in it for eight years, this is like a song that they will naturally hum the next sentence after listening to it, which is clearly expected.Don't talk about the whole country, just talk about the tens of thousands of citizens in Shanghai, don't talk about ordinary people, those who have a little money, which one is not speculating?Which one didn't buy yourself a way out?They still have a wider choice because of their lucky birth.

After staying for a few days, Wang Jiyue handled the sale of the old house as if giving money generously.After selling out, on the last night of living in the old house, the two sat in the hall and drank the osmanthus wine left over from the years in the empty big house.Talking about the time the two spent together in Mudu in the early years, traveling in mountains and rivers, doing rituals and releasing lives, and the death of their mother.Wang Jiyue said: "When I left Shanghai, I thought that I might never have the chance to return to Mudu in this life. Later, I lived in Chongqing and thought it was all right, just having you. I never thought I could come back once, but this time Go again, probably never come back." Jiang Xijie took her hand, still feeling cold, but after being injured, her own hand was also cold, there is no cure, "Don't talk about this. Always prepare Do the worst of the situation, but always hope for the best of the situation. We all live well, live a long life, and have plenty of time to go around. There is nothing that can’t come back.”

Wang Jiyue smiled, "Okay. Live a long life and travel around the world." The two drank a glass together, and Wang Jiyue said again: "Thinking about the past, it is vivid in my mind. Sometimes I don't know how I have been teaching and doing things for so many years. Do you think you have done something useful." "If the princes and generals talk about these merits and demerits, you are teaching and educating people. You can't see if it is effective for a while, so you can only wait and see." "'Half a lifetime Duckweed goes with the water'." Jiang Xijie smiled instead, Wang Jiyue looked at her with her chin in her hand, and waited for her to say the witty words that only she could say to comfort herself, "First, it's still early, half a lifetime, you and I No matter how old you are, you have to be 50 years old. Second, you are Xie Daoyun, I have no objection, but I am not Wang Ningzhi!"

Wang Jiyue laughed, and Jiang Xijie also laughed together.It's just that there is no sound, and only the slight sound of wine glasses rising and falling can be heard in the empty mansion.The romantic style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties has long since withered away, like a ensemble of qin and flute, although the lingering sound lingers on, it will eventually be annihilated.

The author has something to say:

{72} Served as a member of the Kuomintang Military Commission, Governor of Zhejiang Province, Governor of Fujian Province, Deputy Minister of Military and Political Affairs, Chief Executive of Taiwan Province and Commander-in-Chief of the Taiwan Provincial Garrison Command. He was shot for instigating Tang Enbo to vote for the Communist Party.

{73} In 1948, he served as the Minister of Finance. During this period, he introduced gold-dollar coupons, which caused financial imbalance.

{74} "Mr. Jiang mistook scholars and used Weng Yongni to form a cabinet. After Weng Yongni crashed his car in Changsha, he always had difficulty concentrating. At the same time, he was worried about gains and losses, and he didn't know how to advance or retreat. He smiled at his friends without sincerity, but at his subordinates, How can someone like him be the executive dean?" ---Tao Xisheng, "About Urging Mr. Hu to serve as the executive dean and others", Taiwan "Biographical Literature", Vol. 28, No. 5, 1976

{75}Xiong Shihui, director of the Northeast Camp at that time.