old house bird thing

Time is like running water, and it has passed by inadvertently. For five years, Xiangxiang has traveled around Shanghai and Beijing with Mr. Liao. As his secretary, he has seen many people and many things, although most of the time he is just helping to deal with paperwork , but even so he saw many histories that were written and those that were never written.In this year, Chen Jiongming was expelled from Guangzhou, and Mr. Sun Yat-sen returned to Guangzhou to take office as the president and re-established political power. Mr. Liao served as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Finance, so he returned to Guangzhou with him.

It's raining, and the wind is blowing through the gap of the window, as if someone is crying suppressedly, the room is gloomy, the wall clock on the wall is ticking slowly, and the green tea in the white porcelain cup on the table emits a faint smell. fragrance.

"When we opened these two schools, we had to use the students in them as the foundation to form a revolutionary army. They will be the backbone of the revolutionary army in the future, and they founded the revolutionary army. Only then can our revolution succeed."

Mr. Sun Yat-sen mentioned the matter of opening a school again, and this time he seemed to have made up his mind. What he said was categorical and there was no room for negotiation.

The people at the meeting looked at me, and I looked at you. Finally, Mr. Liao sighed and said: "We all understand what the Prime Minister thinks, and we all understand the importance of establishing a school. I can't do it."

"If it can't be done, I will find a way to do it. I have made up my mind. The reason why our revolution fails again and again is because we do not have a revolutionary team of our own. Relying on those old-fashioned warlords, the revolution will never succeed. , so you have to handle this matter well, and do it extremely well.”

Xiangxiang sat in the corner of the room to take notes for the meeting. The manuscript on his lap rustled, and it recorded every word of Mr. Sun Yat-sen, word for word.At that time, Xiangxiang thought that such a report on the establishment of Whampoa Military Academy and Sun Yat-sen University (now known as Sun Yat-sen University) would be preserved in the history museum one day.I'll put my signature on it first.

Following Chiang Kai-shek's last sentence of "follow the Prime Minister's instructions", the meeting ended and the decision to establish the school was finalized.

Mr. Liao and Chiang Kai-shek were walking in the corridor together, and the two of them were still discussing the topics at the meeting, and Xiangxiang followed behind them, quite speechless.

Chiang Kai-shek, named Zhongzheng, was born in Fenghua, Zhejiang. He was just 36 years old at that time. He was dressed in military uniform and looked very handsome, but the top of his head had already shown a tendency to protrude early. Maybe it was because he had no rights at that time. He is very approachable, and every time he talks to Xiangxiang, he calls "Xiao Du, Xiao Du" very affectionately, which makes Xiangxiang a little bit at a loss at first.The first time Xiangxiang met him was in a branch of the Shanghai KMT. At that time, Chen Jiongming rebelled and Mr. Sun Yat-sen moved to Shanghai. At that time, it was another failure of the revolution. Under such circumstances, everyone who followed in Mr. Sun Yat-sen’s footsteps They are great figures, among them Chiang Kai-shek.

"Mister's idea of ​​the Northern Expedition has always been firm, and the establishment of the school this time is to pave the way for the future." Mr. Liao said.

"Yes, sir, you are so far-sighted, I am ashamed of myself." Chiang Kai-shek said.

"Recently, Mr. has been in close contact with many people from other parties, and seems to have the intention of cooperation." Mr. Liao pondered for a while and said, "What do you think of this matter?"

"Just after the end of the Zhifeng War, Zhang Zuolin started to move around again, and Wu Peifu's wolf ambitions were clearly revealed. I am in a hurry." Chiang Kai-shek said very generally, without expressing his views clearly.

"In case Mr. decides to reorganize the Kuomintang, I'm afraid there will be a quarrel within the party." Mr. Liao said.

"Everything is decided by Mr. Liao, and I completely obey him." Chiang Kai-shek walked to the stairs, greeted Mr. Liao slightly, and turned to leave.

Mr. Liao looked at the direction he was leaving and murmured: "No wonder Mr. decided to let him be the principal of the first term. I just hope there will be no problems."

The sound of the rain outside was getting louder and rolling down from the glass. Looking at the gray sky outside the window and Mr. Liao's worried expression, Xiangxiang swallowed the words in his throat. Originally, he wanted to say to Mr. Liao: "That People are not things in a pool, and if he becomes the principal of Whampoa, there will be endless troubles."

The wind in the corridor was getting louder and louder, and the rainwater flew in through the gaps in the windows and flowed down the white walls. Mr. Liao looked at the dark and stormy sky, and after a long time he said slowly: "Liang Yu, you I have been away from Guangzhou for five years, right?"

"Yes, sir. I had just graduated from school at that time, and Mr. Ma recommended me to you. Over the years, I have learned a lot from you." Xiangxiang said looking at the dark green distant mountains outside the window.

"Do you miss home?" Mr. Liao asked.

Xiangxiang didn't answer, he was silent, since the day he left, he never returned to Yunsheng Town, and letters from his second aunt urging him to go home came one by one, but he turned a blind eye to them.People are such creatures. When they do something impulsively, they will never turn back even if they regret it afterwards. There is no reason, but they will not turn back.

"Go home and have a look." Mr. Liao patted Xiangxiang on the shoulder, turned and left.

Mr. Liao gave Xiangxiang a one-month vacation and asked him to go home to visit his parents. Xiangxiang refused to go back to Yunsheng Town, so he had to go to the small western-style building he bought before.Several years have passed, and there has been no one to take care of it. The small building looks a bit desolate, the door is locked, the windows are closed, a few plants in the flower bed at the door are dead, and thick creepers have covered half of the wall.Xiangxiang opened the door and went in, and a musty smell came over his nostrils, which made Xiangxiang retreat.

There is no other way, this place can’t accommodate people, so Xiangxiang had to find a small hotel nearby. There is a small restaurant downstairs. It’s time for dinner, but there are only a few customers in twos and threes. Business is not easy at this age, poor people Can't afford restaurants, and rich people look down on such messy places.

Xiangxiang asked for a bowl of rice noodles, and there were a few green vegetable leaves floating on the rice noodles. After Xiangxiang tasted it, his appetite suddenly increased. Although the appearance was not very good, it was very tasty.So 'Hula Hula' was put into my mouth, and I ate it with relish.

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper." A shop waiter ran down from upstairs, panting and shouting intermittently: "It's not good, it's not good, the opera singer on the second floor is about to die."

When the skinny shopkeeper behind the counter at the door heard it, his face turned pale with shock: "No, no, we can't let him die in the store, quickly carry him out, far away."

"Yes." Xiaoer replied.

"I'm talking about the shopkeeper, why are you so incompetent? If the customer is seriously ill and you don't hurry to find a doctor, why throw him out? You are not afraid of hurting the world?" a customer said.

"Tsk, what are you talking about, good conscience, he has been sick with me for three months, I have done my best to let him live in the store as a sick child, and it is unlucky for other places, who will accept him? Shall I throw him out today and let him pass through the store, and then others should throw me out, or take him to your house?" The shopkeeper seemed very reasonable, and said sonorously.

Another guest said: "Don't worry about it, who has the strength to care about others these days? It's great if you don't starve to death."

The waiter carried a man downstairs after a while. The man seemed very thin, and the waiter carried him without affecting his walking. Xiangxiang glanced at the man from a distance, only to see that his face was flushed, his eyes were closed tightly, as if Already unconscious.

Xiangxiang is not a kind-hearted person with excess love, he likes to meddle in other things when he has nothing to do, there are too many poor people at this age, and they don't care if they are going to die of exhaustion.But as a highly educated person, he couldn't help but watch a seriously ill patient being abandoned.

"Stop." Xiang Xiangchao, who had already walked to the door, shouted: "Shopkeeper, that elder brother just said is right, throwing patients out is too unreasonable."

Seeing that Xiang Xiang was dressed in a neat Chinese tunic suit, the shopkeeper didn't dare to neglect him, so he didn't dare to neglect, so he could only say, "Then what do you think? I won't let him stay in the shop anyway."

Xiangxiang said: "Why don't I give you five oceans, don't throw him out, I'll go and get a doctor for him, won't he be fine after he's cured?"

The shopkeeper snorted and said: "Look at what he burned, can it be saved? No, it's not bad luck if he dies and stays in the store. Should I do business? Since you have money To do good deeds, it is better to send him to the coffin shop to buy a coffin."

Xiangxiang was choked by the shopkeeper, so he could only say, "Forget it, take it to my place, anyway, the house is empty now."