The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

In the dimly lit room, behind a small lamp in front of the desk, a middle-aged man with a scarred face and beard sat behind the door, slowly wiping the long knife in his hand.

He is the most powerful inspector in the northwest region, and also the most combative commander. He is arrogant and violent. His surname is Luo and his first name is Longsheng.

But the man at this time seems to have nothing to do with the word violent.

——How can a person who really has no city in his chest be able to sit in the patrol position of several provinces.

When Bai Luoqiu walked into the door, Luo Longsheng was putting the knife back into the scabbard, and the sharp voice crossed the space, making people's hearts tremble.

"Luo patrolling." However, Bai Luoqiu just greeted lightly.

"Hahaha, Boss Bai is here!" Luo Longsheng put the knife on the table and put on a reckless smile, "Boss Bai is in Lanzhou these few days, and I am busy with military affairs so I can't meet you. Dao, Boss Bai is going to Hankou tomorrow, I have to meet you in a hurry, don't you mind?"

"The parade is a joke. The parade is busy with military affairs. How dare I blame it."

"Boss Bai, you are a smart person. I like to talk to smart people. I don't have to go around the bush." ​​Luo Longsheng said with a smile. he.

"Otherwise the inspector 'invited' me all the way to Lanzhou, is it really to listen to the opera?" Bai Luoqiu smiled lightly.

"It wasn't me who robbed you in the first place. I just mastered the movements of the group of remnants of the Qing Dynasty and wiped them all out. I just happened to meet Boss Bai who was robbed."

Then it was unreasonable and directly "invited" people back to their hometown to sing.

Regarding Luo Longsheng's statement, Bai Luoqiu was noncommittal, "My play is about to start, and the tour doesn't want people to think that we are close. I have never seen me publicly in the past few days. If this is the case, don't let it go. I need you Just say what you do."

"Fang Qingming is used to shrewdness, and the person he chooses is as shrewd as him." Luo Longsheng laughed, and the name in his mouth was the powerful Huguang inspector thousands of miles away.

"He invited you to Hankou because of the racecourse?"

Bai Luoqiu looked straight at Luo Longsheng's scrutinizing eyes, "Luo Xunxuan, I'm just a singer, I just want to set up the stage and open my voice."

"Hahaha, then I'm just the leader of the army. Wherever there is a battle, I will strike." Luo Long smiled, and pushed an inconspicuous wooden box from the table.

"Fifty thousand yuan bill, tell Fang Qingming that I want to participate in this business."

Fifty thousand rounds, this amount is simply astronomical for ordinary people, it is worth the income of a famous business for several years, but for Luo Longsheng's patrol, it is not considered a nerve-wracking bone.

"The land in Gansu is poor, and we are short of money. Brother Fang, please don't mind."

Luo Longsheng privately sent a message that he wanted to take a share in Fang Qingming's business, rather than making money, it was more about forming an alliance and showing favor.The alliance between Fang Qingming, who holds the lifeline of shipping in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, and Luo Longsheng, the most belligerent in the Northwest, will definitely arouse the suspicion and temptation of all parties, that's why Luo Longsheng is so cautious.

"I sent people to Hankou by myself. I was afraid that they would be kicked out as poor relatives, and I was afraid that they had never seen the world and would not be able to speak and make people laugh. I also asked Boss Bai to help convey my meaning to Brother Fang."

——Luo Longsheng sent his own people to Hankou, because he was a confidant who was easy to attract attention, but not a confidant, it was difficult to rest assured. He was afraid that Fang Qingming would not trust him, so he chose to meet Bai Luoqiu secretly in person and ask him to help deliver the letter.

Bai Luoqiu opened the box and took a look. Not only was there a neat stack of banknotes inside, but there was also a sealed letter. He didn't read much and just closed it.

"When I arrive in Hankou, when Fang Xunxuan sees me like this one day, I will give him the box intact. As for whether the business will be successful or not, and how to do it, it is a business between the two of you, so I don't know. .”

"Boss Bai is indeed extremely intelligent, so I will trouble you." Luo Longsheng heard Bai Luoqiu's alienation, and was not displeased at all, but even more happy, because this is the attitude he wanted.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Luo Longsheng didn't delay and motioned for his subordinates to see off the guests, but when Bai Luoqiu walked to the door, he suddenly spoke again.

"By the way, Boss Bai, there's something I've never been clear about. Now that I saw you today, I'd better ask you about Mr. Xiang's family...how much do you know?"

Bai Luoqiu's eyes fixed, and then he returned to normal. He looked back at the middle-aged man behind the desk, but he couldn't see what the other party knew.

Bai Luoqiu collected himself, and said in a flat tone, "When the Republic of China was established last year, sixteen relatives and friends of Mr. Xiang's family were murdered, and the house was destroyed overnight. The fire could be seen from several miles away. It has already been spread all over the country, Luo Xunxuan will not know about it, right?"

"Oh, Mr. Xiang devoted himself to serving the country and the people, yet he suffered such a tragic disaster. How could I not know about it?" Luo Longsheng sighed greatly, "The bones of Mr. Xiang's family are still alive, and those hidden things are still at large. Every time I think of this, I can't wait to chop them off!"

"Boss Bai, you had a very close relationship with Mr. Xiang in Beijing back then. You really didn't know... Was it true that no one survived that night at Xiang's house?"

Luo Longsheng stroked his beard and asked with a smile. His words were full of unfinished meanings. Who could sit in this seat is not a human being? Get information and explore what Xiang Yanlin may have left behind.

Bai Luoqiu had already expected Luo Longsheng's purpose, and he was not confused at all, "That night was a reunion night, Mr. Xiang's family and his wife's family who came to the capital to defect to him were all in the house, and the gangsters sneaked in secretly and killed Xiang's family, including the servants. Sixteen members of the family set fire to the corpses, and when the fire was cleared later, the number and size of the corpses were all right."

"Even if Luo Xunxuan has doubts, he shouldn't ask me. Mr. Xiang and I are just the relationship between artists and audiences. Although we have a good friendship, there are dozens of people in the whole capital who have a better relationship than Mr. Xiang and I. , if all of us knew something, it would probably not be a secret long ago.”

"Boss Bai, don't worry too much, I just remembered this suddenly." Luo Longsheng had hoped to find out something, but seeing that what Bai Luoqiu said was reasonable, he had no choice but to put the matter aside regretfully and signaled him that he could gone.

Bai Luoqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to open the door, but just as his hand was on the doorknob, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Father."

A burst of cold air hit the face, and the young man who directly pushed the door and entered was half a head taller than him, wearing a broad military uniform, broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and straight.

It seemed that he hadn't expected that there was someone standing inside the door, so he didn't pay attention to his steps, and bumped into Bai Luoqiu who was about to leave.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the thin shoulder of the person in front of him, and when he raised his head to see the face of the person in his hand, he froze for a moment.

"Thank you, Marshal." Bai Luoqiu didn't notice the strangeness of the young man, and quickly stood up straight, then calmly bowed his head and took a step back.

To be able to enter Luo Longsheng's room so casually, and still call him father, this young man must be Luo Longsheng's son, the young commander of the Northwest Region.

Everyone in the country knows that there are two most famous things about Luo Longsheng's inspection tour in the Northwest. Can form a row.

Some people even said that Luo Xunxu probably couldn't count how many children he had, and even stood in front of him and counted quite a few.

Luo Longsheng is not really so confused that he can’t recognize his own son, but his way of educating children is very unique, which can be described as free-range. He learns guns when he can walk, rides a horse when he can run, and throws him into the army when he is a teenager. After growing up, he seldom stayed at home, and all of them were sent out to work.

Therefore, except for the confidant old man who is familiar with Luo's family, ordinary people may not recognize which one they are if they see a young marshal Luo.

Bai Luoqiu glanced at the young man in front of him without any trace. This Young Marshal Luo looked very different from Luo Long, with deep facial features and star-like eyebrows. He must have been very lucky to inherit his mother's beauty and not be patrolled by Luo Long. Read Beard Affects Genes.

If they had a face-to-face meeting outside, Bai Luoqiu probably wouldn't be able to see the relationship between him and Luo Longsheng at all.

"Azhu is back? Let's talk about your business at home at night." Luo Longsheng saw his son and waved his hand, "This is the boss of Dechun Banbai from Beijing. You probably haven't seen him yet."

"Hello, Boss Bai." The young man finally came to his senses after hearing the words, and looked away from Bai Luoqiu.

"Young Marshal, you are too polite."

Bai Luoqiu knew that Luo Longsheng and his son still had something to talk about, so he didn't stay any longer, and soon left the room on the grounds that the show was about to start and he hadn't dressed up yet.

After about ten minutes, the door of the room opened again, and the young Marshal Luo came out from inside.

"Young Marshal, you haven't closed your eyes all this way. Since you've seen the patrol, why don't we go back to the mansion to rest?" Adjutant Liu stepped forward and handed over the fox fur cloak.

"No hurry, go and help me call the theater manager." Young Marshal Luo took the cloak and put it on his shoulders.

"Okay." Although Adjutant Liu was puzzled, he still obeyed.

A few minutes later, the trembling theater manager appeared in front of Young Marshal Luo with a melon skin hat and a bitter expression on his face, not understanding why this distinguished guest came to him.

"When will Boss Bai's play start, and where will it be sung today?" Young Marshal Luo asked directly.

"Boss Bai is singing his masterpiece "Prosperity and Hate" today. He plays Shangguan Wan'er, and the show starts in half an hour."

"Prepare a seat for me."

"Young Marshal, all the boxes in the theater are booked out today, this..." The theater manager rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"No box, just add a seat in the front row."

"Okay! I'll go and arrange it for you!"

The theater manager left in a hurry. Adjutant Liu looked at his back and frowned suspiciously, "Young Marshal, didn't you just say that you were tired and wanted to go back to rest earlier?"

"I've changed my mind." Marshal Luo closed his cloak, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I want to know why?"

"Why?"

"secret."

"..."

Marshal Luo chuckled a few times, strode forward, leaving the speechless Adjutant Liu puzzled.

The Fifth Young Master came back from Inner Mongolia after dealing with Lao Maozi this time, and it really became more and more difficult for people to see through.

"Young Marshal, what should I do then?" Adjutant Liu grimaced. Just now, Marshal Luo seemed...just wanted a seat?

"You go back to rest, don't you know the way?"

"..."

Adjutant Liu looked at the back of the young man in front of him who didn't turn his head, and suddenly felt a strange feeling of being too big to let go.

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

……

The play in Lanzhou city was sung until late at night. Boss Bai Luoqiubai took out his well-known play Fan Hua Hate today, also known as the female prime minister, in which he played the role of Shangguan Wan'er, a strange woman in the Tang Dynasty. The news spread early, Everyone in the whole city was looking forward to it, and it was hard to get a ticket.

This play is a new play that has only come out in recent years, and now only Bai Luoqiu can sing the full version.

The play begins with Shangguan Wan'er's grandfather Shangguan Yi being killed for drafting an edict to abolish Empress Wu Zetian, and then to Shangguan Wan'er and her mother entering the palace as slaves and being devastated.But despite this, she also read poetry and books under the guidance of her mother. At the age of 14, she had the opportunity to read poems in court, and was appreciated by Wu Zetian, and she was appointed to be in charge of the palace.

Shangguan Wan'er was appreciated and reused by her enemies who exterminated the clan. She was entangled in the hatred of the country and her family, and got tattooed. She finally realized that killing a person can only disrupt the world, and only living can benefit the people. She became a generation of "female prime minister".

"Zhaorong is famous all over the world, but who can solve the hatred of prosperity in the palace?"

Opera is naturally different from official history, and many fictions and beautifications have been made to the story, but Shangguan Wan'er played by Bai Luoqiu has already lived in the hearts of every audience.

The combination of mellow singing, graceful figure, one after another just right technique and full and deep emotion makes people fall in love unconsciously.

It is said that this play was specially edited for Bai Luoqiu by Xiang Yanlin, the foreign minister of the Qing Dynasty, who is a master of Beijing and Chinese, but no one has ever verified the veracity of the rumors.

Everyone's thoughts in the audience have been completely attracted by the "beauty" on the stage, seeing the lightness of his every turn, the charm of every breath, his eyebrows lowered, and his sleeves dancing.

In the huge theatre, the music from the Civil and Martial Arts Field continued, and the audience cheered continuously. As long as Bai Luoqiu was on the stage, there would be non-stop applause, and as long as Bai Luoqiu spoke, the pauses in each libretto would be filled in sharply. The room was full, and the atmosphere was so enthusiastic that the roof almost fell off.

This is the ostentation of the role, and this is the reason why so many people want to become a role until they die.

Young Marshal Luo sat quietly on the extra seat in the corner of the first row, looking at the people on the stage, his gaze was so focused that it seemed that only the dancing figure on the stage could be accommodated in his dark eyes.

The applause from the surrounding people was deafening, but Young Marshal Luo just sat quietly with his hands on his lap, his mind completely tied to the people on the stage, intoxicated in this bustling and illusory performance.

I don't know how long it took, when Bai Luoqiu fell to the ground with his delicate upturned face facing him, Young Marshal Luo suddenly came back to his senses, he slowly raised his hands, and looked at the indifferent eyes of the people on the stage , applauded lightly, and his eyes became determined with determination.

……

In the early morning of the second day, the people in Lanzhou City were still immersed in Bai Luoqiu's amazing performance last night, and the people in the Dechun class had already started loading their cars and were preparing to leave.

The work and rest time of theatrical troupe is different from that of ordinary people. Generally, Dajiaer sings the big axis opera, takes off his makeup and returns home to eat at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night. After tidying up, he can go to sleep after five o'clock. The rest of the troupe sleeps only later than him. It was not early, so at this time everyone was yawning.

"By the way, why did we leave so early? Ouch, I'm so sleepy." A clerk yawned and complained.

"Isn't this rushing back to Hankou to celebrate Huguang's Fang Xunxuan's birthday?" Another guy patted him, "Be careful not to be seen by the class leader."

"Hey, yes, I'm a big horn now." The complaining guy seemed a little dissatisfied.

But no matter how dissatisfied, it can't be worth the fact that the entire Dechun class is counting on Bai Luoqiu to eat.

"When the old troupe owner handed over the troupe to him, he not only changed his name immediately, but also didn't take care of us old people at all. He only knew how to use his own people. That boy Li Fu used to be an errand runner, but now he has been promoted to the top of the box. "

The man muttered softly and stared at the largest carriage in the middle of the convoy.

In the old days, a complete theatrical troupe consisted of very complicated personnel. In addition to the first and second roles, there were also the bottom bag for the walk-on, the box head for the outfit, the manager for miscellaneous affairs, and the inspector for the stage... seven lines The total sum of the seven colins, there are dozens of people at least.

Bai Luoqiu's Dechun troupe was inherited from his Peking Opera master, Huang Shaojin, a famous Peking Opera actor who has passed away. It is said that when Huang Shaojin was alive, he looked down on his apprentice very much, and often suppressed and scolded him. Bai Luoqiu, many people who have the mentality of taking advantage can't believe it.

But even if they didn't want to believe it anymore, Bai Luoqiu still took Huang Shaojin's will and controlled the entire theater troupe with one hand, shining brilliantly, and soon became a famous actor surpassing Huang Shaojin.

Compared with the troupe that Bai Luoqiu just inherited seven years ago, the current Dechun troupe is worth several times. This is all due to Bai Luoqiu's being the No.

Therefore, these "old people" only dare to complain and discuss in private, arrange Bai Luoqiu, if they really have a bit of backbone to leave the Dechun class, no one is willing to do so.

Hearing Li Fu's name, the other person who reminded the guy to pay attention also took a sip.

"Let me say that Li Fu is really not a thing. Last month, the old Wangtou only stole more than a dozen silver dollars. After all, he has been in the team for so many years. The leader was angry and wanted to drive him away, but Li Fu didn't say anything. Persuasion. Don’t you just remember the old Wang’s management of the monthly money, because the loan was given to him a few days late, so his wife couldn’t bear to run away with others? Don’t look at how much you are, and want to marry a rich businessman. concubine."

"No, fortunately, the reincarnation of heaven and retribution is not good. His unlucky son probably died long ago. This is the end of not accumulating virtue."

"We hurried back to Hankou in such a hurry, probably because Li Fu urged the class leader to go back to find his son. Heh, I really thought that my son is so powerful. He was robbed by bandits in such a cold day. A good bone is good!"

"Maybe, the one who disappeared with him is not the dumb Ayan brought back by the class leader last year? That small-looking one, hey, if Li Quan is smarter and sells him for money, it may last for a while No. Anyway, Bai Luoqiu didn't take care of this apprentice at all this year, who knows what it is for, and no one will blame him if he loses it."

"When you said that, I remembered that the old class leader raised Bai Luoqiu back then, it was because of—"

"Cough cough."

A cough came from not far away, and the backs of the two who were talking vigorously froze. Turning their heads and looking, it was Li Fu who they were arranging insults just now.

"The boxes are all packed? The class leader is urging you, be quicker." Li Fu rolled up his sleeves and ordered, not sure if he heard their conversation just now.

"I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon!"

The two guys didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Li Fu, and continued to work in a hurry. Li Fu watched them shook his head, and turned to walk towards the big carriage in the middle of the team.

"It's too cold, your cold disease has not recovered, hold the stove firmly."

"Understood, it's long-winded." Bai Luoqiu complained in his mouth, but he put the hand stove in his arms kindly, "Why do you look so bad, and Ji Xiaoliu and those people are talking nonsense again?"

"It's all an old saying, and I've been used to it for so many years."

"At the beginning, I inherited the team in the name of giving Huang Shaojin his retirement. There were too many people staring at him in Beijing. I couldn't be impatient and show off my feet. I couldn't clean up all these things in one go. Up to now, there are still a few people who are malicious. What a coward." Bai Luoqiu smiled, and said indifferently, "When we get to Hankou this time, let's clean everything up."

"You have your reasons, I've always been relieved." Li Fu nodded. He watched Bai Luoqiu step by step to where he is today over the years, and he knows the wrist of the person in front of him very well.

"That's why I'm worried about Li Quan." Bai Luoqiu lowered his eyes and sighed, "And Ayan, I don't know what's going on."

"Although that kid Li Quan is clever, he has never taken on any responsibility at such a young age; A Yan suffered from a mental illness when he came to the theater troupe. I'm really worried." Li Fu expressed his worry.

"Things have already happened, we can only return to Hankou quickly to make plans." Bai Luoqiu shook his head, "And Xie Yan...his family members don't die so easily."

"I hope." Li Fu could only comfort himself with this, "After we arrive in Hankou, we will visit Fang Xunxuan and ask him to help find someone, but..."

Li Fu suddenly remembered something, and his voice paused.

"Say." Bai Luoqiu played with the delicate pattern of the hand stove in his arms.

"I haven't dared to ask. It's not that there was no theater that invited you to sing in Hankou before, but you didn't agree no matter how much money you gave. I know you don't want to see that person, so I never persuaded you, but why did you suddenly agree to go this time?" gone?"

"Who are you seeing? Does he have anything to do with me?" Bai Luoqiu smiled lightly, "Even if we did meet, he's already married and has children, and I'm not that little actor who was bullied back then, but the road is open to the sky." Just go aside."

"I didn't go in the first place because I was afraid of trouble, and I didn't go there for some money."

"As for now—"

Bai Luoqiu put the stove aside, looked at the wooden box entrusted by the unremarkable Luo Longsheng in the corner of the car, "Ah Fu, Shangguan Wan'er in the prosperity and hatred got a tattoo on her face, and read a poem on the execution ground, Do you remember what it was?"

"What?" Li Fu didn't respond.

"Think slowly, this is not urgent, it seems that someone is coming outside, you should go and see what's going on first." Bai Luoqiu didn't answer, and lifted the curtain of the car to take a look outside.

"Someone is here? I'll go and have a look." Li Fu frowned, and leaving the carriage, he saw a few people from Luo Longsheng's residence standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"Butler He, what is this?" Li Fu went up to meet him.

"Hello, Manager Li. I'm here to see you off on the order of my inspector. Please forgive me if the inspector can't get up in the morning." Steward He cupped his hands with a smile.

"What you said is really too polite." Li Fu quickly shied away, how dare he take the pole to blame Luo Longsheng, no matter how famous a famous actor is, he is also weak in front of the party with real power. They can't push tiles on the wall.

"Then I'll live in the Dechun class. The journey is smooth and I've made a lot of money. By the way, Li Guanshi, I have some personal matters here to ask you." After the greetings, Butler He pointed behind him with a smile.

"I have a distant relative who runs a commercial firm. He plans to go to Hankou to do business. He wants to send his son to explore the road first, but the mountains are high and the roads are far away. I wonder if you can make it easier for me to take the two of them to Hankou together. ?”

Li Fu looked along Steward He's hand, and saw two young men standing there, the one at the head was tall and tall, very upright and handsome, probably the young master that Steward He spoke of; It should be a shopkeeper with a look of knowledge.

"This is the fifth young master of the Wei family, and behind him is shopkeeper Liu of his family." Steward He introduced with a smile, taking advantage of no one's attention, he said in a low voice, "Boss Bai met the master of the Wei family and had a good chat. I won't mind taking the young master to the south along the way."

Li Fu understood Steward He's hint, his eyes fixed, and he looked at the young master of the Wei family with serious eyes, and put them all away in the next second.

"Since Butler He has spoken, it's not easy for me to refuse, but the fifth young master's carriage and horses have to be prepared by ourselves, and the travel expenses have to be paid by ourselves. We are only responsible for taking them along."

"That's natural." Steward He clapped his hands. There were already people waiting outside the door with chariots and horses. After getting permission, they met with the people from the Dechun class.

Li Quan watched the "Fifth Young Master Wei" walking towards the carriage where Bai Luoqiu was, and suddenly felt uneasy.

From the time when Bai Luoqiu suddenly brought back a young man suffering from loss of soul from under the city wall a year ago, to when he abnormally agreed to the invitation from Huguang to go to Hankou, he was robbed and forced to come to Lanzhou on the way, and now this identity The enigmatic Fifth Young Master appeared... Dechunban seemed to be pushed into a huge vortex by a pair of invisible hands, and became a medium for the involvement of various forces.

And Bai Luoqiu himself seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and even took the initiative to push himself deeper into the vortex!

Li Fu's heart shuddered, he finally remembered what Bai Luoqiu said just now, what was the poem that Shangguan Wan'er recited to Bai Luoqiu on the execution ground.

"Sixteen years are like water waves, seeing all the sorrows and sorrows in the world.

Sharp needles and tattoos on the face have no regrets, and the humble position has not dared to forget to worry about the country. "

I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country!

Li Fu took a deep breath, pressed down his trembling hands, and continued to urge the troupe guys who were staggering and yawning to work.

These people never know that just a few meters away from them, some people have completely different life ambitions from them, and some people plan to risk their lives to do something.

This is the difference between goshawks and poultry.

"Be smarter with your hands and feet, we have to leave the city at seven o'clock, or we won't be able to catch the boat on the waterway!"

……

When the team of the Dechun class finally left Lanzhou City, Xie Yan, who didn't know that he was about to meet the master who was very vague in the original owner's memory, and got a shocking secret, also left the teahouse.

"Come and take a look at today's social newspaper! Mr. Wen praised the presenter, Hankou Romance will be published soon!"

"Come and see—"

The newsboy with a cloth bag hanging on his waist yelled loudly, waving newspapers in his hands, Xie Yan heard a familiar name not long after he walked out of the teahouse, he was a little surprised, and reached out to stop him.

"Give me a society paper, please."

"Okay, sir, five coppers a piece!"

Xie Yan paid the money, took the newspaper from the newsboy, opened it, and saw an article related to her pen name on the first page.

The author of this article, Mr. Wen Lao, Mr. Xie Yan, has heard a little bit. The other party is a very prestigious master in today’s literary world. He settled in Hankou and advocated the use of Western learning. He has countless outstanding disciples who are scattered in various fields. It is said that he even visited Huguang. Sometimes Fang Qingming would visit him for advice.

The article published by Mr. Wen on the social newspaper is not long, and it seems to be written on a whim. In the article, he briefly described the content of Hankou Romance, and he greatly appreciated this novel story form and the spiritual core displayed in it. .

"In this story, the little Western girl and the Chinese boatman are equal. They help each other and save each other, and no one stands on the absolute commanding heights."

"There is no distinction between foreigners and Chinese people, there is no distinction between men and women, and both Western medicine and Chinese medicine can make the best use of each..."

"Hankou Qiyuan seems to be a popular market talk, but it is actually a collection of new ideas in a new society."

"The author of the story, Mr. Xian Zhe, used such an easy-to-understand method to make the vague thoughts concrete and interesting, so that it was widely disseminated and accepted by the public. It can be a model for our generation to practice new knowledge!"

……

After quickly reading this short article, Xie Yan rarely blushed seeing these words of praise for herself.

When he first made up this story, he just wanted to solve Mr. Shun's predicament and open a new book, and by the way, promote the clinic for Qi Xiuji, but he didn't think so far.

Later, when I wrote the story into a novel, although I deliberately added some new ideas into it, it was not specifically for this purpose.

At this time, after reading Mr. Wen's evaluation, Xie Yan realized later that the story she made up on a whim could have played such a big role in this age when information was not developed and entertainment methods were scarce.

Open people's wisdom through entertainment, entertaining and entertaining?Xie Yan read the words in the newspaper and fell into deep thought. Although he had thought of doing something for the world before, he never found a way.

After all, he was just a lip service lawyer in his previous life, he didn't dare to compare himself with the bigwigs when he talked about politics, and his eyes were dark when he talked about military affairs. There is a way to make legislation, but now is obviously not the time.

After being reminded by Mr. Wen's article, Xie Yan suddenly realized that what is special about him in this era is not only his professional legal knowledge, but also the deep-rooted new thoughts and new three views brought from the new era.

If these things can be subtly instilled into the hearts of ordinary Chinese people in a suitable way, so that they can understand self-confidence, freedom, and understanding that all people are born equal... then the history of modern China may be a little less bumpy?

Xie Yan figured this out, and suddenly became enlightened. He turned the newspaper and found in the corner of the page the advertisement that An Yujing said yesterday about the upcoming serialization of Hankou Qiyuan.

Could it be that Mr. Cheng Wen's article was actually written by An Yujing in order to promote Hankou Romance?This idea just popped into Xie Yan's mind, but he immediately denied it.

If An Yujing really had such a great connection, he would have said it directly yesterday, there is no reason to keep it a secret.

So what's going on with Mr. Wen's article?Xie Yan was a little puzzled. Many of the details mentioned in the article were clearly unique to the novel version of Hankou Qiyuan written by him. Where did Mr. Wen read the novel version?

Forget it, if you think about it, you will definitely not be able to come up with a reason, why not ask An Yujing another day when you have time, Xie Yan shook his head, folded the newspaper and put it in his arms, and walked towards the Wen's compound at the pier.

It is about two miles away from the teahouse to Wen's house, and it takes more than half an hour to walk, whether it is close or far.

Xie Yan chose to walk to Wen’s house in the morning, on the one hand, to save money, and on the other hand, to exercise, but people are lazy. I walked once yesterday, and today I was lying in the warm bed. Xie Yan didn’t want to move. .

If it weren't for the one-month-old wontons that someone ordered yesterday on the way to Wen's house, Xie Yan would never have crawled out of bed half an hour earlier - when Lawyer Xie should be stingy, he was never generous.

However, when Xie Yan braved the cold and meditated that the body is the capital of the revolution, and that physical fitness can lead to long-term development. When he walked all the way to the stall where he ate wontons yesterday, he did not see the familiar small stall.

what's the situation?Could it be that he lost his way?It shouldn't be.Attorney Xie, who is very confident in his sense of direction and ability to recognize the way, fell into confusion.

The author has something to say:

Xie Yan: Where's my wonton stand? Where's my big wonton stand? !

In fact, the gift Wen Ershao gave is very "straight man", but Xie Yan who gets up early every day for a bowl of wontons and walks is also a willing person, no one can blame anyone hahh

In this article, the deputy CP master and the little wolf dog are on the scene~

In fact, in the initial outline of this article, there is no such character as Marshal Luo. Master has been miserable all his life. Whether it is feelings or life, there is no worst but worse. In the end, he is also a lonely person, so I wrote I can't bear it anymore (after all, my own mother), so let's add a sub cp as his final destination.

In this chapter, the sentence "Being humble but not daring to forget about the country" is quoted from Lu You's "Book of Sickness" in the Song Dynasty

The original poem is as follows——

The sick bones are separated from the gauze and the hat is wide.

The humble did not dare to forget about the country, and the coffin must be closed.

The gods of heaven and earth support the temple, the father of Jinghua Wangheluan.

When you are a teacher, you will pass through the present and the past, and you can take a closer look at the lights in the middle of the night.