Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

There were many women in that building before, and each had her own beauty.

But Mu Qiong found that he didn't like any of them.

He has never liked any woman. He used to think that he was not in good health, so his heart was as calm as water, but now it seems...it doesn't seem to be the case.

Mu Qiong suddenly thought of Li Zhenyao, Yang Yujun and others.

Lou Yuyu's books are very popular with those female students. It can be said that as long as he wants to, he can easily fall in love with these female students, but he has never had such thoughts.

On the contrary, Fu Yun'an pursued him, and he didn't feel disgusted at all, and he liked it quite a bit.

I'm afraid...he likes men.

Realizing this, Mu Qiong was in a complicated mood, but he didn't find it difficult to accept.

However, now that he has determined his sexual orientation, he will definitely not be able to marry a woman in the future. As for men... Mu Qiong almost immediately thought of Fu Yun'an.

"Mu Qiong, what do you think I should do now?" At this moment, Sheng Chaohui poked his head out of the window.

Mu Qiong temporarily put aside his own affairs and looked at Sheng Chaohui: "Tell me in detail what you did a few days ago."

In the past, Sheng Chaohui would definitely not have wanted to tell Mu Qiong, but Mu Qiong had seen the more embarrassing scene this morning... Sheng Zhaohui told what he had encountered these days.

Sheng Chaohui went to the brothel to smoke opium, which was instigated by a group of friends around him, and these people were basically addicted to opium women.

"Before my father thought I had a girlfriend in the brothel, so he was very angry. I didn't dare to stay at home. Now he knows about my opium smoking... He really wants to drive me away. What should I do?" Sheng Chaohui had runny nose and tears on his face, and he was extremely worried.

Now I know I'm worried... Mu Qiong said: "Your father said, he won't talk about kicking you out. As long as you quit smoking, you can still be the young master of the Sheng family in front of others, and you can still get rid of it." Go back and see them, maybe you can make them forgive you."

"I want to quit smoking." Sheng Chaohui said, "It's just that I can't do it myself... Otherwise, you tied me up?"

Hearing what Sheng Chaohui said on his own initiative, Mu Qiong also realized that he was not hopeless: "Yes."

Some new modern drugs can damage the brain once they are used, and they cannot be quit, but opium can be quit, especially if Sheng Chaohui hasn't smoked for a long time.

Of course, it is not easy to quit. After many people quit, they will touch it again, and this has a lot to do with the environment where opium can even be sold openly at this time.

At this time, many masters of Chinese studies, old Chinese doctors, government officials and celebrities smoked opium, and further on, emperors, empresses, and empresses also smoked opium. If you want to please these people, the best way is to give some "good cigarettes" , In this way, people who smoke opium will naturally see more but not less.

As for detox...

How many people in modern times can't even quit cigarettes. They want to go to bed early and can't help playing with their mobile phones until midnight every day. They obviously have high blood fat and high blood pressure, and they can't help eating heavy oil and salt...

Drug detoxification is many times more difficult than these. It is basically impossible to rely on one's own willpower, and coercive means are necessary.

After confirming the need to quit drugs, Mu Qiong said again: "Chaohui, do you know how much money the great powers take away from our country every year because of drugs?"

Sheng Chaohui knew that smoking opium was not good, but he really didn't understand these things, so he was inevitably a little confused at the moment.

Mu Qiong, however, recalled some data he had known before.

During the period of the Republic of China, opium was grown in Yunnan and other places, and the price of opium became cheaper and cheaper. In the middle and late period of the Republic of China, even a dime could buy a tael of opium cream or even more.

At that time, their country's opium production accounted for 8000% of the world's production, and the country's drug addict population reached more than [-] million. Among [-] people, [-] or [-] people were taking drugs.

While this allowed the great powers to make a lot of money, it also made the country weaker and weaker.

Sometimes, during a war, the officers and soldiers are addicted to cigarettes and have to take a few puffs. Can such an army win?

Master Sheng was decisive, and when he found out that Sheng Chaohui was smoking opium, he immediately moved his hands. In fact, if it was someone else's house, maybe his son and Lao Tzu smoked it together.

Mu Qiong explained a lot of truths to Sheng Chaohui.

Sheng Chaohui felt extremely guilty for a moment, and made up his mind to quit.

But Mu Qiong didn't take his determination seriously. When it really came time to get addicted to smoking, Sheng Chaohui would probably think "quit tomorrow", "Everyone is like this and I'm the only one", so...

"Come on, let's hire some people." Mu Qiong said.

"Hire someone?" Sheng Chaohui was puzzled.

"Yes, hire a few people to watch you." Mu Qiong said.

Nearly a year after crossing, Mu Qiong has grown a lot taller. He has to walk here every day, and he also pays attention to exercise and nutrition, so his body is naturally getting better and better.

But he didn't think he could control Sheng Chaohui.

And he has a lot of things to do, it is impossible to keep staring at Sheng Chaohui.

That being the case, he must find someone else to watch Sheng Chaohui.

It was noon now, Mu Qiong found a suit of clothes for Sheng Chaohui to wear, and went to the editorial department of the Education Monthly with Sheng Chaohui to have lunch, then called two rickshaws and went to a nearby labor market.

The two provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang surrounding Shanghai have a large population but little land. Many people do not have land, and some of them come to Shanghai to beg for life in order to survive.

Most of these people are men. They were brought to Shanghai by intermediaries to do the hardest and most tiring work here, but they were paid very little, or even no wages at all.

But there are still a lot of people coming, after all, this has left the family with one less mouth to eat.

In the labor market, there are many such people.

Of course, when Mu Qiong went to the labor market to pick people, he didn't pick people randomly. In fact, Sheng Chaohui's father had already greeted people and asked an intermediary to help them choose people. He just had to go and take people away.

The so-called labor market is actually an open space where hundreds of adult men are sitting or standing.

These men were dressed in shabby clothes, and there was not a muscle on their arms, but when they saw Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui, they immediately surrounded them, and then promoted themselves one after another, saying that they were very strong.

Mu Qiong said: "I'm here to look for thin bamboo poles."

Shouzhugan is a well-known middleman here. Hearing that Mu Qiong came to look for him, most of them retreated, and only a few people still followed Mu Qiong. Some said they were strong, and some sold them. Miserable.

"Sir, I have great strength."

"Sir, I haven't eaten for several days, so hire me."

"Sir, my old lady is sick and waiting to take medicine, please do me a favor, sir."

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Mu Qiong had stayed in places like the orphanage for too long, and with immunity, it was Sheng Chaohui who couldn't bear it.

These people knew how to look at their faces, and immediately went towards Sheng Chaohui. Fortunately, they didn't dare to get too close for fear of soiling Sheng Zhaohui's clothes, so that Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui would not be unable to get away.

Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui went all the way, and found the thin bamboo pole in a nearby shop.

This man was just like his nickname, long and thin like a bamboo pole.Mu Qiong reported his name and said that he wanted two skilled guards, and the thin bamboo pole immediately called two people out: "I have two who meet your requirements, and they have been practicing martial arts since childhood. , something happened to the master’s family, so he came out to find a job, his identity is fine, and his skill is also good."

These two people are completely different from the outsiders. They have round waists and thick shoulders. It is obvious at first glance that it is not easy, but after they come out, they are a bit cautious.

Father Sheng helped find someone, but these two people were not arranged by Father Sheng, and they didn't know about Father Sheng's existence. At this moment, the darker one looked at Mu Qiong expectantly: "Sir, My surname is Huang, and my junior brother's surname is Yang, we have been practicing boxing and kicking since we were young, and our skills are very good."

"How do you calculate your wages?" Mu Qiong asked.

The brother surnamed Huang immediately said: "Eight yuan per month, including board and lodging."

The younger brother surnamed Yang said in a rough voice, "Eat well...or you won't have the strength."

"These are all fine." Mu Qiong said, modern fitness people have to eat high-protein foods, and the people at this time think it's the same.

Those two people were a little apprehensive at first, but when they saw Mu Qiong agreeing, they immediately became overjoyed, patted their chests and said, "Don't worry, sir, we will protect you well, we can fight a group by ourselves!"

Mu Qiong was very satisfied, but Sheng Chaohui looked at the muscular arms of the two men, but he had a bad feeling.

Mu Qiong didn't delay, and immediately signed a contract with the two people at the thin bamboo pole, and gave the thin bamboo pole eight yuan. Adding 16 yuan to a person's monthly salary, he would give eight yuan to the thin bamboo pole.

As for the rest of the salary, it will be enough to pay these two people after one month.

On the way back, Mu Qiong explained Sheng Chaohui's matter to these two people, telling them that what they had to do next was to watch Sheng Chaohui and never let him smoke opium.

The two agreed immediately.

While Mu Qiong was busy for Sheng Chaohui, Huo Ying found Fu Yun'an on the other side: "Yun'an! Something big happened!"

"What?" Fu Yun'an asked lightly - seeing Huo Ying's expression, he knew it should be nothing serious.

"Mu Qiong went to the brothel."

Fu Yun'an: "...what are you going to do?" He has been walking with Mu Qiong every day recently, knowing that Mu Qiong has never slept out.It's impossible for him to go to the brothel to find women in broad daylight, so there should be something wrong.

"Go and catch Sheng Chaohui." Huo Ying said, and then said what happened in the morning: "Many people know about it, and I heard that Mu Qiong was not looking sideways in that building, and he was very serious... Then the Prime Minister of Huaguo still did it because of this." Threatening to meet him for a while."

"What is the Prime Minister of Huaguo?" Fu Yun'an was puzzled.

Seeing that Fu Yun'an didn't understand, Huo Ying explained it to Fu Yun'an immediately, and said again: "Yun'an, you must pay close attention to people, the Prime Minister of Huaguo is not simple, and Mu Qiong is only seventeen or eighteen years old, I am afraid he will not Be careful and fall."

Fu Yunan frowned.

Mu Qiong settled down Sheng Chaohui, returned to the editorial department of Education Monthly, and met Fu Yun'an.

The hospital next door is about to open, Fu Yun'an has been very busy recently, and now he even has black and white...

Fu Yun'an said: "Mu Qiong, I'll bring you some fruit... Where did you go?"

"I went to Sheng Chaohui's place." Mu Qiong said, walked forward very naturally, and held Fu Yun'an's hand: "Doctor Fu, your complexion is not very good, are you tired recently?"

Mu Qiong went up to hold hands, mainly to see how he felt about Fu Yun'an.

Fu Yun'an's hand was not delicate, and there were some calluses on it. Mu Qiong held it, but felt that the hand was cold, and people didn't want to let it go after holding it.

He squeezed it again, and at the same time realized that he might really be a closet.

And he... definitely likes Fu Yun'an.

Thinking so, Mu Qiong rubbed Fu Yun'an's palm with his thumb.

At this time, Fu Yun'an was already stunned.

Mu Qiong is... teasing him?