The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Chapter 201 200 [Talk Show]

In the evening, a car stopped at the gate of China Broadcasting Corporation.

"Ma'am, we're here," the driver reminded.

Lying reclined in the back seat was a chubby middle-aged woman, the lady who scolded the Chinese patrolling in the department store that day.

Her name is Song Huiqun, the wife of Li Zongyi, a cloth merchant in Tianjin.

Li Zongyi belongs to the nouveau riche, and he is a strict wife. He is reprimanded by his wife every three days.

Song Huiqun got out of the car by moving her fat buttocks, holding a handbag in one hand and shaking a round fan in the other. The fan was not as big as her face.

Just as Song Huiqun was stepping into Xiaoyanglou, another rickshaw suddenly came. Sitting in the car was a muscular woman with fairly regular features, but she looked too strong, her arms were as thick as a man's calf.

This is nothing, the strong woman actually had a long knife pinned to her waist.

Both women walked to the elevator, Song Huiqun was more nervous, and asked, "Sister, are you using this knife to kill people?"

The strong woman replied: "It is prepared for the enemy, and it is always on the body."

"What hatred?" Song Huiqun asked again.

"Father-killing revenge." The strong woman said.

"Heroes of the female school!" Song Huiqun gave a thumbs up and said strangely, "I usually like to read martial arts novels, and this is the first time I have met a female hero. What's your name?"

The other party replied: "Shi Jianqiao."

Song Hye Qun asked: "You also came to the broadcasting company to record some talk show?"

"Yes," Shi Jianqiao said, "that day I slapped a Chinese arrester unconscious with the back of a knife, and went to the police station to make a statement. Somehow, the broadcasting company found me."

Song Huiqun laughed like a man: "It's amazing. I always smash it with a bag, but you use the back of a knife. Girl, do you know martial arts? From now on, let's move around more and teach me some real kung fu. "

Shi Jianqiao shook his head and said, "I've only practiced a few sets of superficial boxing techniques."

"Humility, haha, modesty, I know, martial arts masters are usually like this." Song Huiqun laughed, this lady seems to have been poisoned by martial arts novels.

The two women hit it off, talking and laughing upstairs, and were soon invited into the reception room.

There are already people in the house, Zhou Hexuan is chatting with jurist Huang Youchang.

Huang Youchang is young, but he is definitely a genius. He could read a thousand characters at the age of 3, could do couplets at the age of 5, was admitted as a scholar at the age of 12, and won the Juren at the age of 17. This was extremely terrifying in the late Qing Dynasty when the imperial examinations were corrupt.

"Hahahaha," Song Hye-qun let out a barbell-like laugh, shaking the round fan and said, "Mr. Zhou, I am a fan of your novels, and I finally saw a living person today!"

Zhou Hexuan sweated wildly: "Hello, hello."

Shi Jianqiao immediately cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhou is good."

"Hi, Miss Shi." When Zhou Hexuan was speaking, he couldn't help but look at Shi Jianqiao a few more times.

Shi Jianqiao is so famous in later generations. In Wong Kar Wai's movie "The Great Master", the heroine Gong Er is based on her.

In history, Sun Chuanfang, a mighty warlord, died in the hands of this woman in the end.

The cause was that Sun Chuanfang killed Shi Jianqiao's father and left his body for three days.

Shi Jianqiao, formerly known as Shi Gulan, was worried and angry that the murder of her father would not be avenged. She wrote a poem "Look at the bright moon with your head up, and ask the sky with your sword". So she changed her name to Jianqiao, determined to avenge her father, she endured the plan for ten years, and even later named her two children Qian Ren and Yu Yao.

In the year when the assassination was successful, Sun Chuanfang had retired to Tianjin as an apartment, pretending to eat fast and chant Buddha.

One time when he was listening to the Dharma in the Buddhist Holy Land, Lay Shilin, Sun Chuanfang was shot in the back of the head suddenly, and then subconsciously looked back, the second bullet hit his brow bone, and the third bullet hit his spine.

Three shots, every shot is fatal, which proves that Shi Jianqiao's marksmanship is excellent.

Shi Jianqiao took off his saber, put it within easy reach, and sat on the sofa without speaking.

Song Huiqun asked quite positively: "Mr. Zhou, what kind of program are you talking about? What's going on?"

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "Just treat it as a casual chat, but when the time comes, you can't interrupt casually, lest the broadcast appear too noisy."

"Understood, I understand. Don't worry, I don't talk too much." Song Hye-qun laughed.

After sitting idle for about half an hour, Zhang Leyi came in and said, "Brother Zhou, it's time to start."

...

Yuan San'er drank the porridge quickly, picked up a small bench and ran outside. When he came to the grocery store at the entrance of the alley, there were already people sitting outside the store, all of them listening to the advertisements silly and happily.

"Guazi, who wants melon seeds? Eat melon seeds and listen to the radio at the same time, I will keep you happy all night." The shopkeeper shouted loudly.

A listener said impatiently: "Go, go, don't bother us to listen to the radio."

The shopkeeper laughed softly and said, "Listen slowly, my melon seeds are right next to me. Raise your hand if you want to eat."

Yuan San'er ignored the salesman, but asked the acquaintances around him: "Hu Zi, who is talking about cross talk today?"

"How do I know?" After Huzi finished speaking, he looked at the radio with a silly smile on his face.

The radio was placed on the steps outside the store, and the grocery store owner stood by with a smile. He would only stand up when someone entered the store to buy something.

When the commercial ended, everyone had smiles on their faces. According to the usual habit, cross talk will be broadcast soon.

But today seems to be a little different. I only heard a man's voice on the radio: "Listener friends, hello everyone, it's time for "Gossip at 7pm", and I'm the host Zhou Hexuan. Before the show starts, I want to say to you Sorry, the cross talk show will be postponed for half an hour..."

"Hey, why isn't it cross talk?"

"This is going to make fun of us."

"Don't make noise, Mr. Zhou, a great benevolent man, will broadcast a program for you in person. What are you making a fuss about?"

"Yes, listen to what Mr. Zhou has to say."

"..."

The radio continued: "The topic we want to talk about today is related to the opening of the Zhongyuan Amusement Park a few days ago. Here, we specially invite Mr. Huang Youchang, the dean of the Law Department of Peking University and a professor of law at Tsinghua University. Hello, Professor Huang, I would like to talk to the audience. Say hello, friends."

"Hi everyone, my name is Huang Youchang." Huang Youchang's voice was very peaceful.

Zhou Hexuan said: "You may not be familiar with Professor Huang, let me introduce it. Professor Huang was a child prodigy in the late Qing Dynasty. He was admitted as a scholar at the age of 12. He was admitted as a scholar at the age of 17. At the age of 23, he returned from studying abroad to participate in the Wushen Ministry Examination and won the first prize in one fell swoop. .If the imperial examinations had not been abolished, he would have been number one.”

"Mr. Zhou was joking, I don't dare to be the number one scholar." Huang Youchang said modestly.

The dialogue between the two left the audience in front of the radio in awe.

Yuan San'er said happily: "Hey, today is lucky, the number one scholar of the former Qing Dynasty has come to record the broadcast."

"Don't talk nonsense, first listen to what the champion has to say." The others immediately scolded.

Zhou Hexuan added: "In addition, we also invited several parties and witnesses who were involved that day. Let's all say hello."

"I'll come first, I'll come first, my name is Song Huiqun, I was shopping in a department store that day, I could see clearly..."

"Ahem, I'll talk about the details later, Miss Shi is yours."

"Hi everyone, my name is Shi Jianqiao."

"My name is Lu Youfu, and I'm an employee of Zhongyuan Company."

"Very well, let me trouble Mr. Lu first, please repeat what happened that day."

"I was selling things at the time, and a lady took a fancy to leather bags imported from France. There were seven of those Chinese police officers, standing in front of the counter chatting, and I didn't care at the time. When I turned around, I saw them I was stealing leather shoes, the most high-end foreign leather shoes. I stopped them and asked them to pay, but they pushed me down. My colleagues came to help, and they beat people and shot them into the sky... "

"Ms. Song, tell me about your situation."

"If you don't let me talk anymore, I'm almost suffocating. When I came down from the rooftop garden, I saw those bastards beating people. I didn't mention the beatings, but they said, 'Wearing this uniform represents The Emperor of Japan'. How abominable the Japanese are. These bastard Chinese arresters, good Chinese, are wrong, and they want to be the dogs of the Japanese. I can't get angry. I caught their leaders and asked them to apologize. Hey, the little bastard still refused, and I was almost overthrown. Fortunately, the old lady stood firmly on the horse, otherwise..."

"Ahem, Ms. Song, take a break and let Ms. Shi talk about the situation at that time."

"I have nothing to say. I just watched the Chinese policemen bully the shop assistants, so I rushed over to help and knocked out one of them with a knife."

"Mr. Lu, can you tell me about the follow-up situation?"

"Those policemen who beat people didn't have anything to do with it. Afterwards, they came to Zhongyuan Company to play wild and molested our female shop assistants. We went to tell the manager, and the manager asked us to be quiet, and whoever caused trouble would be fired. When I got off work that day, Suddenly I was arrested by the police, insisting that I stole something. I stayed in the department store all day, how could I have time to steal? It was obvious that they wanted to retaliate against me. They took me to the police room and tied me up without saying a word. I got up and beat me up, locked me up for three days, and only gave me a bowl of water to drink. I was so hungry and fainted that I was dragged and thrown on the side of the road. Fortunately, there were kind people to help, otherwise I would have died. Wait for me Back at the department store, the manager said that I stole, my hands and feet were dirty, and I was absent from work for three days without reason, so he fired me. I swear, I really didn’t steal anything. Whoever steals will kill the whole family. I can’t figure it out ..."

"Well, very good, we have learned about the whole incident. Next, I invite Professor Huang to analyze this matter from the perspective of law."

"As far as I know, Zhongyuan Department Store has appealed to the Japanese consular office, and the Japanese consular office has also accepted it. These are all in line with the legal process. But what I don't understand is why the Japanese consular office doesn't punish those suspected of stealing or hurting people. , riots, and Chinese who shoot in public without reason. According to the law of the concession, even if they are patrolling, they cannot shoot at will. If this regulation is violated, the lightest punishment is dismissal from the police. Let’s talk about hurting people and causing trouble. According to I understand that several counters in the department store were smashed, the loss was more than 1,000 yuan, several shop assistants were injured, and a customer was injured by a stray bullet. Legal. The Japanese Consulate did not report the case to the concession court, nor did it try the case according to the law. It only locked up the people involved in the case for a few days, and then released them all without charge. This is simply trampling on the law. If I were a judge, these The patrol involved in the case must be detained for at least one month, and the relevant losses must be compensated. As for dismissal, that is the matter of the patrol house..."

After chatting about this incident, Zhou Hexuan began to take the rhythm, talking about the illegal incidents of patrolling and arresting concessions all over the country.

Huang Youchang was still relatively rational, but Song Huiqun became very excited and told all the scandals he had seen over the years. What kind of corruption and dereliction of duty, swindling and abduction, extortion and extortion...they swear at each other as they speak.

The audience in front of the radio was clearly encouraged by Song Huiqun.

Yuan San'er, a shoemaker, is submissive on weekdays, and he dare not even fart when he sees high-ranking officials and nobles. But at this time, he was filled with righteous indignation and shouted: "Foreigners are all bastards, and those who serve as dogs for foreigners are even more bastards."

"What bastard? That's a traitor!" Hu Zi said angrily.

"Yes, it's traitors. Didn't you listen to what those Chinese patrolmen said? They wear uniforms to represent the Emperor of Japan."

"The god damn Japanese are all fucking bastards!"

"Central Plains Company is not a good company either. The guy surnamed Lu helped them catch the thief. Not only did they not reward them, they even fired them."

"Oh, there is no place for reason in this world."

"If you want me to say, let the Northern Expeditionary Army come to Tianjin as soon as possible and kill all those foreigners."

"There are also foreigners' dogs. Kill them all."

"..."

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