The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

The longer he lived in the Republic of China, the more Zhou Hexuan felt the charm of opera. It's not that his art appreciation level has improved, but from people's love for opera.

how to say?

At this moment, Li Shoumin, Shen Congwen and others were sitting in the auditorium, as if they were waiting for the concert to start. Even Zheng Zhengyin, a practitioner, was looking forward to it. The only exception may be Zhu Xiang. The cynic student is not interested in listening to operas. His hobbies are drinking, playing cards, and cursing the government.

Just when the play was about to start, Zhang Xueliang and Yu Fengzhi's couple suddenly arrived, accompanied by an adjutant and two guards.

"Hexuan, congratulations, you have become the principal of Peking University." Zhang Xueliang smiled.

"It doesn't matter if I, the principal, don't mention it," Zhou Hexuan replied with a wry smile, then looked at the vacant seat not far away and asked, "Why didn't Fifth Master Feng come?"

When Zhang Xueliang heard this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared.

Yu Fengzhi explained: "Mr. Feng is seriously ill and is almost dying. The fifth child is preparing for the funeral."

"Then when the show is over, I'm going to visit it." Zhou Hexuan said. He didn't have many friends in the Republic of China, and Feng Yong was one of the tougher ones, and he helped a lot at critical times.

"Oh." Zhang Xueliang sighed softly. He remembered that when he was young, Feng Delin and Zhang Zuolin were both sworn brothers and deadly enemies. When they fought, they wanted to kill each other, but they never involved their offspring, and they loved each other's children as their own sons.

Zhang Xueliang still remembers that when Feng Delin wanted to launch an army to attack Zhang Zuolin, he even gave him the amulet that had been close to him for many years as a wedding gift.

The warlords who came from horse bandits in the Northeast, although they have done a lot of bad things, are extremely loyal to their friends, provided that they really treat you as a friend. As for enemies and partners, they only follow one principle: take advantage of what is available, do not do business that is at a disadvantage, and the contract promises are all farts.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

At the beginning of the good show on the stage, a half-grown boy came out somersaulting, it was Meng Xiaodong's younger brother Meng Xuexue. He turned from left to right, and turned back to the center of the field without stopping, doing more than twenty somersaults.

"good!"

The audience roared with applause.

Yu Fengzhi watched intently, but Zhang Xueliang tilted his head and said to Zhou Hexuan in a low voice: "Who do you think the current situation is more beneficial to?"

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Of course it is beneficial to the general. The fifteen provinces have jointly formed the Anguo Army, and the general will soon be the commander-in-chief. There are many soldiers, and the tiger sees the world. Who can stop it?"

"Don't talk about such scenes," Zhang Xueliang shook his head and said, "I really have no idea, and I can't find anyone to discuss with, so I feel panicked."

Zhou Hexuan said: "Six Commanders have so many talents, why can't they find anyone?"

"There are a lot of people who can fight, but none who can see the overall situation," Zhang Xueliang said distressedly, "The old commander seems to be powerful, sitting on the coalition of fifteen provinces. But just like the former Qin Fu Jian, the troops under his command have different orders and different people's hearts. It's different. When a war really starts, those generals must put their strength first, and no one can really contribute. I'm afraid that there will be a battle of Feishui, and millions of troops will be destroyed in one fell swoop."

"Six commanders can see clearly." Zhou Hexuan was a little surprised. He found that Zhang Xueliang had a clear mind and had a good understanding of the current situation.

"So what if I can see clearly?" Zhang Xueliang said helplessly, "The old man has changed. He used to be grumpy, but he could still listen to advice. Now... oh!"

Zhang Xueliang didn't finish his speech, but Zhou Hexuan knew what he wanted to say.

The Commander-in-Chief of the Fifteen Provincial Allied Forces has already ruled most of China in name. Zhang Zuolin was so full of ambition that he was completely inflated, and his mentality was not as trembling as before, and he even started to dream of unifying China.

It's like Cao Cao, who just captured Jingzhou in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", didn't take Sun Quan seriously at all, thinking that he could wipe out Jiangdong by sending his troops south.

Judging from the past, Zhang Zuolin at this time is exactly the same as Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms and Fu Jian of the former Qin Dynasty. This situation often means a big defeat.

Zhang Xueliang saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't persuade or speak, so he had to take the opportunity to confide to Zhou Hexuan.

Zhou Hexuan is not in the army, nor involved in politics, and has insight into the current situation, so he is indeed a good listener.

"He Xuan, what do you think I should do?" Zhang Xueliang asked.

"How would I know?" Zhou Hexuan smiled wryly, "I guess, the idea in the old man's mind should be to let the warlords and the revolutionary army consume each other, and he stands behind to reap the benefits. But those warlords are smarter than each other. A thousand-year-old fox. When you fight together, you must be obedient and constrain each other. Defense against your own people is far better than defense against the enemy. This battle is impossible to fight, and it is impossible to win. People's hearts are like this, and it is difficult to change even if there are ingenious schemes."

"What you said touched my heart." Zhang Xueliang said bitterly.

Zhou Hexuan squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Since you can't change yourself, then try to change the enemy. As long as the enemy is more chaotic than us, it's hard to say the final outcome."

Zhang Xueliang had a flash of inspiration, and laughed in a low voice: "Haha, why didn't I think of it? This plan is very good."

Zhou Hexuan just said it casually, which deepened Zhang Xueliang's affection for him. He didn't care about it. Even if Zhang Xueliang didn't use divisive tactics, the southern forces would mess up their own positions and ruin the good revolutionary situation.

"good!"

At some point, Meng Xiaodong had already appeared on the stage. She was a pretty weak girl, and she was actually singing "Dingjun Mountain" which was improved by Tan Xinpei.

Compared with the traditional repertoire, Tan Pai's "Dingjun Mountain" changed the handsome helmet to a scarf, and modified the figure and singing voice. When this play came out, it caused a sensation immediately, and was even made into a movie (the first film in Chinese film history).

"This letter came by coincidence. God helped Huang Zhong to succeed. Standing at the gate of the camp to pass on the name of the camp, the big and small children listen to Genmiao..."

Meng Xiaodong wore a bright banner on his back, and had a long white beard on his mouth. He walked like a tiger, turning into a general, not a woman at all. It seems that she followed Chen Xiuhua for nothing, and she has a deep understanding of the Tan School's skills, and she performed the veteran Huang Zhong to the fullest.

"good!"

Every time Meng Xiaodong sang a section, the audience roared loudly, and Li Shoumin wished he could stand up and clap his hands.

Zhang Xueliang pointed to the stage and said with a smile: "He Xuan, I heard that Boss Meng is your confidante?"

"It's my good friend." Zhou Hexuan replied ambiguously.

Zhang Xueliang is also a die-hard theater fan. Later, at the age of 93, he sang "Fighting Peace" on stage by himself. His second wife, Gu Ruiyu, was also an actress. At this time, he was in a better mood, calmed down and listened to the opera carefully, and was amazed at Meng Xiaodong's performance, and praised: "This woman's old-fashioned attainments can at least rank among the top three in China, she is really an opera genius!"

Zhou Hexuan thought to himself: Donghuang, the emperor of the Beijing opera Xusheng, can you not be amazing?

After a few years, after Meng Xiaodong studied opera with Yu Shuyan, and he mastered the two schools of Tan and Yu, he would truly be number one in the country and a well-deserved emperor. The whole of China sings old-fashioned, no one can beat her.

Time passed by, the performance ended with applause, and the audience began to leave the venue one after another.

Zhou Hexuan, Yu Fengzhi and others went backstage to congratulate Meng Xiaodong on the success of the performance.