The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

   If you want to do it, make a big news!

   Looking at China today, Wenxiu can be said to be the most sensational figure in public opinion.

  Especially for ordinary people, they don't care about the melee of warlords or whether the Northern Expedition can succeed, anyway, whoever becomes the president is a bird. They pay more attention to the marriage gossip of emperors and queens, because this stuff is much newer than wars and revolutions.

   "Ms. Wenxiu, Vice President of the Association, please speak!"

   Zhang Xueliang smiled and stepped aside, gave the microphone to Wenxiu, and all eyes were on her.

  Wenxiu was obviously a little nervous and kept pinching his fingers. She is wearing "civilized new clothes" at the moment, which is the combination of a high-necked waist-short-sleeved shirt and a knee-high cloth skirt, which was liked by female students in the Republic of China.

  While everyone was waiting for Wenxiu to speak, she suddenly took out a pair of scissors from behind her, loosened the long hair tied on top of her head, and cut down the scissors.

   "Wow!"

   Everyone looked at the rostrum in surprise, a little unable to keep up with the rhythm of the embroidery.

   As expected of a sword concubine, she always carries a pair of scissors at all times.

Wenxiu held up the cut off hair, threw it to the ground without any hesitation, and said loudly: "What was cut just now is the old age of ignorance and ignorance, and today's China has entered a civilized society. The "Constitution of the Republic of China" (Cao Kun promulgated that) Article 5 stipulates that the people of the Republic of China are legally equal without race, class, or religion, and are equal! Women are also human beings and citizens of the Republic of China, and they have the same responsibility to contribute to the country and the nation. Embroidery hereby swears that he will dedicate the rest of his life to the cause of Chinese education. If you violate this oath, you will be destroyed!"

   The women on the podium were loud, and the men under the stage reacted differently. Some contempt, some admire, some disdain, and some stand on the sidelines and indifferent.

   Zhou Hexuan pursed his lips and snickered, this sword concubine's performance was okay, but I was afraid that she would fall off the chain at a critical moment.

   This sentence does not have much effect on the dignitaries. But if it is spread through the newspapers, it will definitely cause a sensation. It is estimated that those patriotic young people will treat Wenxiu as a goddess, and women who yearn for freedom and progress will regard Wenxiu as a spiritual idol.

   At this moment, only one person was extremely angry, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out—that was Pu Yi in the crowd.

   Well, Puyi was also invited today.

   How can a great deed like donating money forget our emperor?

  A Tsarist Russian general who was in exile in China, Puyi sent tens of thousands of silver dollars for military expenses when he met. With such a large amount of money, donations to China's education must also be generous.

   "If you don't follow the way of women, you will confuse people with slanderous words!" Pu Yi cursed in a low voice.

   But he just scolded him, and the two Zhang Xueliang guards stared at him. When Wenxiu first came to power, Puyi wanted to rush up, but was blocked by the casual guards.

   Not to mention the angry Puyi, Empress Wanrong has fallen into a sluggish state, and she is the one who is most shocked tonight. From suing for divorce, cutting her hair in public, and vowing to educate, everything Wenxiu has done is beyond Wanrong's imagination. There was even a trace of envy in her heart.

   "Clap clap clap!"

Feng Yong took the lead in applauding, walked to the microphone and said, "Thanks to Vice President Wenxiu for his impassioned speech. Here, I would like to explain one thing. The responsibility of the China Hope Education Foundation is to set up education, and the personnel and administrative expenses shall not be higher than that of the previous year. 15% of the donation. Whoever dares to embezzle will never tolerate it! Start donating now, everyone is voluntary, you can donate as much as you want!”

   Zhang Xueliang beckoned to Yu Fengzhi who was under the stage. The couple walked to the donation box and signed the donation amount together.

   The staff shouted: "Mr. Zhang Xueliang, commander-in-chief of the garrison in the Jingyu area, commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces of Zhilu, Jin and Fengzhi, and his wife, Ms. Yu Fengzhi, donated 50,000 silver dollars!"

   "Clap clap clap!"

   In the warm applause, many guests secretly smiled bitterly. This young commander Nima donated 50,000 yuan. If they donated less, they would not give the young commander face.

  Feng Yong was the second to donate, and the staff shouted again: "Mr. Feng Yong, Commander of the Northeast Army Air Force, donate 40,000 silver dollars!"

   Then Shen Yaorong came to power, and he donated money on behalf of Chu Yupu. Marshal Chu had already gone to the front line and could not be there in person: "Mr. Chu Yupu, the governor of Zhili and governor of Zhili, and the former commander-in-chief of the Zhilu coalition army, donated 40,000 silver dollars!"

  According to officialdom, Zhang Xueliang donated 50,000 yuan, and others could not exceed this amount, so Feng Yong and Chu Yupu both pledged 40,000 yuan.

   Zhang Zongchang's cronies also came to donate 40,000 yuan, and the remaining guests, those with status and status, basically donated 30,000 yuan. For those who are slightly worse, donate 20,000, 10,000, 8,000 and 5,000. Five thousand oceans belonged to the minimum amount, and no matter how little it was, it was impossible to get it.

  It doesn't matter if you don't have cash on your body, just write down the amount of donation, and your own staff will come to the door to get the money.

   As for fraudulent donations, hehe!

   "Mr. Puyi, a former Qing emperor and citizen of the Republic of China, and his wife, Ms. Wanrong, donated 50,000 silver dollars!"

   The staff suddenly shouted, and everyone looked at Puyi in unison.

   That title is too derogatory, and it deliberately emphasizes the citizens of the Republic of China...

   Feng Yong sarcastically said in a low voice, "This emperor is competing with the sixth son, so he has to donate 50,000 yuan."

   "I hope he donates more." Zhou Hexuan smiled.

  The statistics after the end of the donation, good guy, a total of 1.18 million and 5,000 oceans!

  If it wasn't for Zhang Xueliang's support, and Zhou Hexuan's running appeal, so many donations would be enough for him to break his leg.

  The banquet finally officially started. The nobles held boiled water in their hands and went to find someone to contact them.

  Yu Fengzhi also had a glass of boiled water in his hand, and he couldn't help but ask, "Han Qing, who came up with this idea? If you have a Western-style banquet, the boiled water will be gone."

   "Well, over there," Zhang Xueliang pointed at Zhou Hexuan, "this Mr. Zhou has a bad stomach."

   "I want to get to know each other," Yu Fengzhi left Zhang Xueliang, walked straight to Zhou Hexuan, raised his glass and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

   "Hello Madam!" Zhou Hexuan smiled and followed Yu Fengzhi to clink glasses.

   Yu Fengzhi's figure is slender and slender, but she is not the kind of weak woman. She has read both new and old school, exudes the temperament of a lady, and holds the financial power of the Zhang family. Even the young marshal, who was training the new army a few years ago, sometimes received private housing subsidies from Yu Fengzhi.

   Zhang Xueliang respects, fears, and loves this lady. He is usually called "Sister Yu". Without Yu Fengzhi's consent, he did not dare to bring women outside.

   "I have read Mr. Zhou's article, and I especially like the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"." Yu Fengzhi said.

   Zhou Hexuan asked with a smile: "Can you also buy the "New Tianjin Evening News" in the northeast?"

   "I only watched it when I moved to Tianjin," Yu Fengzhi said, raising his glass suddenly and respectfully, "I want to thank Mr. Han Qing for quitting smoking!"

   "It's just a little effort," Zhou Hexuan asked, "How's the young marshal's smoking addiction?"

   "It's okay," Yu Fengzhi sighed, "It should be possible to quit."

   The two chatted for a while, and a dance music suddenly sounded in the hall.

  Puyi ignored the dissuasion of the plainclothes guards and rushed directly in front of Wenxiu, gritted his teeth and said, "Ms. Wenxiu, I want to invite you to a dance!"

  Wenxiu was taken aback for a moment, then said boldly, "Yes."

   The moment the two of them appeared on the dance floor, immediately attracted the attention of the audience, and the reporter caught a burst of frantic shooting.

  Wanrong sat in the corner, as if abandoned by the whole world, lit a cigarette and inhaled violently, her eyes were blurred and she didn't know what she was thinking.

   Suddenly, the cigarette **** from her mouth was taken away, and a man's voice came from beside her: "I said, I don't like women who smoke."

   Wanrong turned back subconsciously, only to see Zhou Hexuan smiling at her.