Chapter 148 Assembly
The two most famous parks in Shanghai are Yuyuan and Zhangyuan near Jing'an Temple. But the most famous one is Zhang Yuan, which is the first private garden in Shanghai.
Gallen, a British businessman who worked as a big class in the Taikoo Steamship Company, did not want to live with other indulgent foreign merchants. At the west end of the remote Jing'an Temple Road, he bought more than 20 mu of land to build a garden. In the center of the garden stood a 4-acre building, which was high and spacious, the center was tower-shaped, and the spired straight to the sky. The lobby also has a luxurious dance hall, dining room, marble room and stage for the performance of the foreign troupe. It can receive and accommodate 4,000 to 5,000 guests at the same time, but it is not crowded. The owner named it Ankaidi.
In the eighth year of Guangxu, Garun made a fortune and returned to China. He sold the garden together with the building to Wuxi Caijian Honglu and changed its name to Weiyuan. However, Shanghai people call Zhang Yuan by the surname of the garden owner. The garden owner expanded to 70 mu on the basis of the original area. In addition to preserving Ankaidi, he also built a building called "Haitian Shengchu" in the southwest corner of the park. On the upper and lower floors, there are fashionable children's plays, Kun operas and beach spring performances every day.
After entering, there is a green square. There was a rare Flying Dragon Island on the square. There were several dragon-shaped wooden boats on the island. The machine started, and the dragon boat soared in the air, making the tourists soar like sitting on a dragon. To the west of Feilong Island is Zhuge Liang's eight arrays. Rows of densely packed bushes are arranged into winding paths. When people go in, they can't find a way out when they get lost. They only hear men, women and children laughing and screaming in the maze.
Crossing the Square is a Western-style hotel for tourists to rest and stay overnight. In the south of the museum, there is a pond with clear water and lotus embellishment, on which there is a small red bridge close to the water. Standing on the bridge and looking down, you can see that the bottom of the water is covered with silver dollars and gold coins, shining with the sparkling water.
Everyone wants to reach out to pick up these silver, but the pool water is energized. When his fingers touch the water, he is only numb by the electricity, which makes people feel that they can't get the unrighteous wealth, which may also reflect the unique side of Zhang Yuan's master. The pond is surrounded by rockery and colorful lights. At night, the lights are brilliant, comparable to the stars.
Every holiday, fireworks are set off at night, which is brilliant and dazzling. During the day, there is a big red balloon that hangs a foreigner from the ground, which is a special program, so you have to pay a few extra copper dollars as tickets when entering the garden gate.
Holding Ji Li's arm, Chen Moran stepped into the garden gate and saw that there were many tourists in the square. Men's robes, suits and leather shoes, well-dressed, women's short jackets and long skirts, as well as Western-style clothes and flowers. Among them are rich businessmen, giants, literati, celebrities, wives, wives, celebrities and girls, as well as foreign tourists with their families.
Some of them took the dragon boat for fun, some were fascinated by the eight arrays of pictures, and some even endured the pain to touch the money from the pool. For Chen Moran, it is difficult for the simple and boring entertainment in the garden to arouse his lack of interest, and tourists occasionally see the Shanghai tycoon appearing in the garden with his British wife, but they will quietly make way. Now who in Shanghai does not know Boss Chen of the industry.
"My father-in-law, let's go there and have a look!"
Jili, wearing a sun hat, pointed to the depths of the sea and sky not far away, and said that her face was full of happy smiles, which was the kind of smile as a mother.
People are in good spirits when they are happy, and it is the same for Chen Moran. The news brought by Ji Li that day made his panic and uneasiness disappear. Ji Li is pregnant. After eight months, he will be promoted to the first level and become a father.
"Son, now your father's career finally has a successor!"
It's been a week. For a week, Chen Moran has always been immersed in the ecstasy of Chengren's father, just like now helping Ji Li. He is willing to do so.
You should know that for a long time, what he was most worried about was that he would be split into this time and space like Xiang Shaolong in Qin Ji. As a result, he lost his fertility. Every time he thought of this, he was always in a cold sweat, but now Ji Li's pregnancy made this worry no longer exist.
When the two walked into the depths of the sea and the sky, they saw the artists on the stage singing and dancing gently. There were dozens of round tables under the stage, and the table was full of candy cakes. The young master and rich guests drank tea while flirting with the girls beside them. Some hooked their shoulders and backs, and some smiled. Seeing that ugliness, even Chen Moran, who yearned for this kind of day in the past, didn't know why he felt a little disgusted. Walking out of the depths of the sea and sky, I looked up and saw Ankaidi standing in the middle of the garden. At this time, a group of young men and women were attracted to rush straight to its door.
"It's so lively there!"
Since his wife said so, Chen Moran naturally helped Ji Li through the lawn with ten thousand national flags and walked towards Ankady. This huge building made of marble was full of arched windows inlaid with stained glass. At this time, the door of the carved ebony hall was open, and the hall was full of black crows, full of people, and there were dozens of foreigners in the middle.
Later, I had to wait on the outer corridor of the hall, stretching my head and neck to look in from the window or human seams. There is a middle-aged man in a robe and braided in a melon skin hat. He is Xu Jingwu, the owner of Qingliange Bookstore on Sima Road. Today, he closed the store and came to the conference with his daughter.
In addition, he was tiptoeing his short and fat body, putting a stack of "Su Daily" and "Chinese and Foreign Daily" in his elbows, and spreading them to the people who entered the scene one by one, while loudly promoting it.
"Today, the anti-Russian Conference will be held here. All my hot-blooded compatriots, come and join us!"
Reject the Russian Congress! Hearing this, Chen Moran finally understood what was going on. Three years ago, Russia invaded and occupied the northeast. Although the Xinchou Treaty had been finalized and the Qingzheng axe lost money, Russia broke the contract and refused to withdraw the troops that occupied the northeast, and also made seven unreasonable demands to the Qingzheng axe, which aroused strong opposition from the people. Even the international students in Japan planned to set up an "anti-Russian volunteer team" to prepare to go to Manchuria to fight against the Russian invading army, and the Restoration Association was also involved.
Just as Chen Moran was stunned, Xu Jingwu saw Chen Moran and couldn't help but be stunned. Today, the participants were people from all walks of life in Shanghai Shinong Industry and Commerce. Unexpectedly, Boss Chen of the industrial company would also come. He hurried forward and shouted with a little excitement.
"Boss Chen, please come back."
Taking over the Su Pao, Chen Moran didn't have time to look at it carefully. At the invitation of this middle-aged man, he squeezed into the hall and stood behind the crowd and looked in. There was a platform three or four feet away. Someone was reading the "Notice to China" on the stage, revealing that when Russia participated in the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, it sent troops alone to occupy the three eastern provinces! If the Qing court surrenders and signs the contract, other countries must also follow the contract, then our state will be reduced to a different race in less than a month, and the descendants of Yan and Huang will be reduced to slaves for generations! Then Wang Kangnian, the manager of the Times, the novelist Wu Qiren, and Sun Jigang, who were born in Jinshi, came to the stage to speak.
The impassioned remarks made hundreds of people off the stage excited, while Chen Moran just supported his wife and quietly watched the impassioned speech on the stage.
When Ji Li was listening to the speech, she saw that Chen Moran heard the sentence "Our Shenzhou will be reduced to a foreign race in less than a month, and the descendants of Yan and Huang will be reduced to slaves for generations." There was some irony on her face. Ji Li vaguely heard her father-in-law mention, "We are just a group of subjugated slaves!"
No one expected that when Chen Moran sighed for these unknown compatriots who were slaves, when several Shanghai celebrities were speaking, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, wearing a plain school-style dress, stepped on the stage proudly, and opened her mouth like a string of silver bells jingling in the hall.
'My name is Xue Jinqin, and I am a female student. I said that China has been corrupt to such a point. The reason is that the court officials are mediocre [***] and have no patriotism. They only want to be rich and leave all major state affairs to be abolished! And the people are like young babies, thinking that they have nothing to do with the country and have no attention to national affairs!' Finally, she raised her arms excitedly and shouted loudly.
"Compatriots, we should unite 40,000 people and strive for the political axe to withdraw the ministers who presided over the Russian covenant. In addition, if we understand that the patriotic people are the ministers, the coercion of the Russians can be irreparable..."
The audience under the stage listened to the girl's speech, but their reactions were different. Some of them applauded warmly, and some of them shook their heads and sighed there. Xue Jinqin's appearance and speech caused an uproar among An Kaidi. Some people said that "women's speeches in public are really despicable", while others said, "If everyone can be like Miss Xue, there is no problem that the country is not strong."
When they said this, Chen Moran stared at the girl on the stage. Before today, he didn't expect that in this ancient nation for thousands of years, after only a few decades of times, there would be such a bright and energetic girl. If this country was like her. Maybe I won't wait for the opportunity.
Time!
At the end of March, the sixth batch of recruits had completed the training. Nearly 27,000 well-equipped and well-trained Guangfu army are enough to sweep the whole south. The only self-improvement army in Hubei, which can compete with the Guangfu army in the south, has not been launched so far. First, the new army of Yuan Shikai's six towns in the north has completed the training, and the second is because Whether the Chinese people are aware of it.
The key to the reason why the Xinhai Revolution eight years later can be determined is the awakening of the people's national consciousness. It is the awakening of the national consciousness in various places that enables the revolutionary faction or the Guangfu faction to influence the national trend in an instant, but now it is different.
At this time, the host of the conference on the stage glanced at the crowd and began to divert everyone's attention through the invitation.
"Which passionate man came to the stage to give a speech?"
Xu Jingwu, who just distributed "Su Bao" at the door, was squeezing towards the front desk, listening to the host's words and shouting.
"Please invite Boss Chen of the industrial company to the stage!"
At this time, people noticed that Chen Moran and his foreign daughter-in-law were standing here. If they didn't wait for Chen Moran to say anything, the people around them couldn't help but push him and hug him up together. In the eyes of these people, Boss Chen, an industrial company, can come here. If he gives a speech again, it will undoubtedly expand the influence of this anti-Russian conference.
Although he has given a speech on Hell Island, Chen Moran has never given a public speech in front of the public. He felt shy and reserved when standing on the stage and didn't know what to say in the first sentence. Everyone who can say it has said it, and repetition makes people tired. As for what I want to say, I'm afraid it's what I can't say now.
Do you want to tell them here that our other states have long been reduced to aliens, and the descendants of Yan and Huang have long been reduced to slaves? At least now is not the time to make such a public statement. Looking at his wife off the stage, Chen Moran took a deep breath and introduced himself.
"My name is Chen Moran..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was laughter from the audience. Several people in Shanghai did not know Boss Chen of the industrial company. Wang Kangnian, who was beside him, stood up and saluted respectfully.
"It turned out to be Boss Chen of the industrial company!"
Then he turned to the hall, enlarged his voice, and announced loudly to the public.
"He just wants 50,000 rich workers and doesn't want Boss Chen, who is rich!"
Many people under the stage knew Chen Moran's words. When they envied the treatment of industrial workers, they couldn't help shouting for Chen Moran, and An Kaidi suddenly burst into applause.
In the past, Chen Moran just enjoyed the respect and worship of the workers and the praise of the business and subordinates. He had never heard so many people give so much applause for his works. In this applause, Chen Moran felt a little fluttered. He looked under the stage, and his wife was staring at him deeply with a pair of gentle and encouraging eyes, as if two flames were scalding his whole body.
After calming down, Chen Moran took a breath. He did not repeat what others said, but said it in a plain and tragic voice.
"The great truth, everyone has said that if I repeat it again, it will be nonsense. This is my country, and Kanto is our land. Yan set up a county in Qin. For thousands of years, our ancestors grew up together..."
Chen Moran did not mention "Manchuria", let alone what those people said about "the birthplace of their ancestors", but used the folk title. Chen Moran, who didn't know what to say, pondered for a while and looked at the people under the stage when the warm applause covered up his words.
"My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are forest coal mines and soybean sorghumes all over the mountains. My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China, where I have compatriots and my aging parents. That year, that year, from that tragic time, that year, that year..."
When Chen Moran sang this song, the people gathered in An Kaidi calmed down. They all looked at Chen Moran humming on the stage in surprise, crying with tears, and sang a voice of grief and indignation.
"What year and month can I return to my lovely hometown? When and in which month can I take back my endless treasure? Mom and Dad, Mom and Dad! When can we get together..."
The heartbreaking melody, the desire to call to the relatives in their hometown, and the desire to recover the lost land was passed from Chen Moran's song to everyone. Finally, when the deep and sad song stopped, the applause sounded. Maybe this was not the play they were familiar with, but the words were moving and weeping. Thunderous applause sounded.
The Xue Jinqin suddenly pulled Xu Jingwu's daughter and squeezed out of the crowd. Xu Jingwu also followed closely. They ran to the lawn outside the Ankaidi Building, lowered the Russian three-color flag on the flagpole, and tore it into pieces angrily, which would push the passionate atmosphere of the Russian Congress to **!
After the meeting, Wang Kangnian held Chen Moran's hand and enthusiastically made an appointment for an interview. When hundreds of participants dispersed one after another, almost all of them looked at Chen Moran with admiration, surprise and respect.
"Your father-in-law, did you write this song on the spur of the moment?"
Looking at her partner in surprise, the smell of worship in Ji Li's eyes was even stronger. When she sang this song on the stage, Chen Moran paused for a second or two from time to time, as if she was composing lyrics in her heart.
"Your father-in-law, tomorrow, the whole Shanghai will know whether you are a successful businessman or a talented musician!"
The tearful grief in the song contains the power to fight. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Ji Li would never have believed that this was her father-in-law's temporary intention. The worship in those beautiful eyes was just a sigh in Chen Moran's eyes. After singing the song "On the Songhua River", he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Northeast! The Northeast!
When he was talking about that place in his heart, Chen Moran's expression became more and more solemn. Despite the anger of the people at the Russian Congress, he realized that maybe this was an opportunity.
"This is an opportunity!"
It is located on Goji Island, which is only 700 meters west of Hell Island. Unlike Hell Island, which is responsible for the training of new recruits, Goji Island, is the headquarters of the Guangfu Army, and it is also where the veterans' barracks are located. The headquarters is located in a tunnel blown up by explosive operations during engineering training on the mountainside.
The wooden barracks on the island late at night have turned off their lights, and only the light and dark sentries and patrols are patrolling back and forth on the island. At this time, the lights are still on in the tunnel. A compartment separated by the stone wall in the tunnel is filled with smoke. At this time, there are several people sitting or standing in this room, laying a flat on the wooden table in the center. Zhang Da Map.
Xiao Yu, who smoked very little, frowned and smoked, and so did Chen Moran. Lan Tianwei and New Yongjian were the same. From Chen Moran came here in the evening and said those words, the three of them were so silent. The three of them were the chief officers of the three brigades of the Guangfu Army, although Chen Moran had the commander of the Guangfu Army and the Guangfu Association. In the name of Chang, but in fact, the three of them are not only the military chief officers of the Guangfu Army, but also Chen Moran's military staff.
Touching his pocket, Chen Moran found that he had finished smoking a few cigars with him.
"Mr!"
New Yongjian took out a bag of wrinkled cigarettes and handed them to Chen Moran. After pulling out a cigarette, Chen Moran walked to the map. This is a topographic map of the northeast. It is a military map drawn by the second reconnaissance office from the north to Manqing for several years. Staring at the map of the northeast, Chen Moran looked up at the three of them again. Since that day, he has been unable to calm down for a long time, but he opened his mouth and said only one word at the end.
"Unless we really want to lose the provinces! Otherwise..."
(to be continued)