The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

  According to Zhou Hexuan and Feng Yong's plan, they planned to use the newspaper public opinion to force Chu Yufeng to throw the **** and give up the assassination plan after the shooting of the British doctor.

   However, things went beyond everyone’s expectations and out of everyone’s control.

  Including the British consul, all parties did not want to make things worse, so they chose to block the news. Zhou Hexuan didn't dare to act rashly, and stayed in the hospital honestly. So far, no newspaper has disclosed the news.

  Tianjin British Concession.

   The scorching sun was blazing, the street was steaming with white steam, and a rickshaw galloped past.

  Meng Xiaodong looked anxious and kept urging: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

   "This lady, if you run too fast, you'll break your leg. What's the hurry?" the coachman asked, sweating profusely.

   "Oh, hurry up, don't ask so much." Meng Xiaodong was anxious. She received a telegram from Li Shoumin in the morning and immediately came from Peiping by train. The telegram only said that Zhou Hexuan was injured and was admitted to the hospital. Meng Xiaodong was frightened along the way, thinking that Zhou Hexuan was dying.

   Meng Xiaodong was full of self-blame when he thought of Zhou Hexuan being shot. This matter started because of her. If it wasn't to save her, Zhou Hexuan would not have offended Chu Yufeng.

   Finally came to the hospital, Meng Xiaodong ran upstairs, looked for the ward number and pushed in the door.

   "Huhuhu," Meng Xiaodong was panting, with fine sweat on his forehead. Seeing Zhou Hexuan sitting on the bed reading the newspaper, she asked with joy and concern, "Brother Zhou, you...Are you all right?"

   "Why are you here?" Zhou Hexuan asked in surprise.

   "Brother Shoumin sent a telegram to inform me," Meng Xiaodong walked to the hospital bed, stroked Zhou Hexuan's bandaged shoulder, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

   Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "The minor injury is almost healed, and I can be discharged from the hospital in two days."

   "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't..." Meng Xiaodong's voice was crying, she didn't know why, she just couldn't stop crying.

   "It's nothing, it's over, don't think about it." Zhou Hexuan comforted.

  Meng Xiaodong slowed down for a while, calmed down his emotions, frowned and said, "Why is there no one to take care of here?"

   Zhou Hexuan explained: "Yonghao went to buy food."

   As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yonghao came in with a food box. Meng Xiaodong grabbed the food box and said, "Let me come."

   Zhou Hexuan instructed Sun Yonghao: "Go take care of your brother."

   "That forehead will go first." Sun Yonghao scratched his head, looked at Meng Xiaodong and smiled honestly.

   Meng Xiaodong took out the food and chicken soup, and regardless of Zhou Hexuan's refusal, he sat in front of the bed and started feeding. She was afraid that the chicken soup would be too hot, so every time she blew it until it was warm, she carefully brought it to Zhou Hexuan's mouth.

  Drinking the delicious chicken soup and experiencing Meng Xiaodong's gentle movements, Zhou Hexuan's mind was swayed, and he was inevitably moved. But it was more embarrassing, because Meng Xiaodong was too enthusiastic, making Zhou Hexuan hard to resist.

   Zhou Hexuan swears that he has never flirted with this one!

   After the meal, Meng Xiaodong packed up the dishes and said, "Brother Zhou, you rest first, I'll be back in a while."

   "You haven't had lunch yet?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

   "Well, I came from Peiping." Meng Xiaodong smiled.

   About an hour later, Meng Xiaodong came back with toiletries, and it seemed that he was going to stay in the hospital for long-term care, which made Zhou Hexuan not know what to say.

  The atmosphere was a little dull, Zhou Hexuan could only find something to say: "I heard that your parents moved to Peiping too?"

   "Well, it's settled." Meng Xiaodong said.

   Zhou Hexuan advised: "You should go back tomorrow, don't let your parents worry, my injury is not serious."

  Meng Xiaodong was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhou, do you really hate me that much?"

   "No way," Zhou Hexuan changed the subject, "That...I want to make it easier."

   As soon as Zhou Hexuan moved, Meng Xiaodong immediately came to support him: "Brother Zhou, be careful!"

   "I'm really fine, I can do it myself." Zhou Hexuan smiled wryly.

   "Be careful. It's not a big mistake." Meng Xiaodong still didn't let go, and helped Zhou Hexuan all the way to the toilet.

  …

   Zhou Hexuan was in pain and happiness. Although he was injured, there were beautiful women around him all day long, and he was more comfortable than before.

   When he was about to be discharged from the hospital, Chu Nanxiang came.

  Chu Nanxiang was still the same old man, his clothes were neatly dressed, his hair was meticulously combed, and he said expressionlessly, "Mr. Zhou, long time no see."

   Zhou Hexuan nodded and smiled: "Please sit down."

  Chu Nanxiang did not sit down, but took out the foreign bank passbook and said, "10,000 silver dollars, Mr. Zhou, please keep it."

The   passbook is a palm-sized origami piece of paper, mostly printed in English. Only the bank’s name, address and phone number have Chinese translations, and even the interest rate is indicated.

   Zhou Hexuan flipped through the bankbook and asked, "The compensation for my injury from Marshal Chu?"

   "It has nothing to do with the commander, this is the compensation from Du Xiaoshan." Chu Nanxiang corrected.

   Zhou Hexuan pursed his lips and sneered: "Du Xiaoshan committed suicide because of fear of crime, is it also the handiwork of Commander Chu?"

   "Yes," Chu Nanxiang made no secret, "Du Xiaoshan deserved what he deserved. For what he has committed these years, it is not too much to be shot ten times."

   "Ms. Chu has a good way, and the prisoners in the patrol room in the concession can kill if they want." Zhou Hexuan said.

Chu Nanxiang said: "It's actually very simple. Lu Zhankui, the chief inspector of the Detective Unit of the patrol room, has been a good friend with Du Xiaoshan for many years. Du Xiaoshan is sold."

   "Lu Zhankui's 30,000 silver dollars, as well as my 10,000 ocean compensation," Zhou Hexuan shook the passbook in his hand and smiled, "I'm afraid it's all Du Xiaoshan's money, and Marshal Chu made another profit this time."

   Chu Nanxiang didn't speak any more, it was a default.

  Du Xiaoshan helped Chu Yupu actively raise military funds at the beginning, and even named a school after Chu Yupu's name. The relationship between the two was so good that they even became brothers with different surnames.

  However, these days, even the brothers cannot be trusted, let alone the brothers. Now something happened, Chu Yupu not only killed Du Xiaoshan, but also seized Du Xiaoshan's family property by force.

   worthy of being a commander in troubled times, Zhou Hexuan admires him.

  Chu Nanxiang said: "The commander asked me to give you a message, saying that this time it's all over, he won't pursue it any more, and I hope you can stay calm."

   "Understood, those who know the current affairs are Junjie." Zhou Hexuan nodded.

   Now that Chu Yupu has a powerful army, he is really not a match for him, and Zhou Hexuan is not stupid enough to be reluctant. He has to wait, and when Chu Yupu loses power, that is the real time to calculate the general account.

  According to the historical track, Chu Yupu can also jump around for a year.

   "I've brought it here, goodbye!" Chu Nanxiang said and was about to leave.

   Zhou Hexuan suddenly asked, "Is Brother Chu a Red Party?"

  Chu Nanxiang stopped and shook his head: "No."

   "Revolutionary Party?" Zhou Hexuan asked again.

   "Neither." Chu Nanxiang replied.

   Zhou Hexuan said curiously: "Then you secretly whispered to the fourth concubine last time..."

  Chu Nanxiang interrupted: "Mr. Zhou, don't ask any more, I won't admit anything."

   The more Chu Nanxiang was like this, the more interested Zhou Hexuan was, and he was going to get to the bottom of it slowly later.

The    shooting case in the concession was solved in such a vague way. Two months later, the Tianjin British Concession Consular Court opened a trial: Ma Kui was sentenced to attempted murder and sentenced to 12 years in prison. Du Xiaoshan, as the mastermind of the murder case, committed suicide in fear of the crime and will not be held accountable.

   However, the Tianjin District Court turned over Du Xiaoshan’s old case. Due to a series of crimes such as smuggling arms, embezzling public funds, and misappropriating charity funds, Du Xiaoshan was sentenced to confiscated his family property, and even the house of Du’s house was auctioned by the court.

  Du Xiaoshan and his elder brother Du Baozhen are both board members of Tianjin Bashantang. Because Du Baozhen was implicated, he was also kicked out of Ba Shan Tang, a charitable organization used to collect money, and the financial power fell into the hands of Chu Yupu.

   From here, we can see the gap between Chu Yupu and Chu Yufeng. After "accidentally wounding" the British, Chu Yufeng was so frightened that he wanted to lead his troops to flee, treating the foreigners as floods and beasts. However, Chu Yupu even eliminated and beat him, not only pinning the blame on Du Xiaoshan, but also taking the opportunity to occupy the Du family's millions of assets.

  Du Xiaoshan's elder brother, Du Baozhen, is also not an ordinary person. He is a famous person in Tianjin and a famous calligrapher. Many time-honored brands in Beijing and Tianjin, such as Quanjude, Du Shunzhai, Dadexiang and Dengyinglou, all have plaques inscribed by Du Baozhen.

   Now his younger brother was wronged to death, even his property was confiscated, and Du Baozhen himself was embezzled. In a fit of rage, he took his entire family and fled to the Shanghai Concession, where he disclosed the entire incident to Shenbao and News, causing a small public sensation in the south.

   Of course, that will be half a year later. Du Baozhen is still in a state of panic, and he does not dare to act rashly for the time being.