The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

"Untie it, quickly untie it!"

"Xu Shou, you bastard, I want to shoot you!"

"Wooooow, please, give me some opium."

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"..."

Early in the morning, there were screams, cursing and begging from the Young Marshal's Mansion.

The servants stopped their work and looked up to the second floor of the main house. When the guards heard the noise, they rushed into the living room spontaneously and confronted Zhang Xueliang's adjutants.

The head of the guard, Jin Zhiming, pointed to the adjutant's nose and asked, "Xu Shou, do you want to rebel? Get out of the way!"

Xu Shou heard the screams upstairs, and looked at the chief guard who was about to draw swords. His face was full of hesitation. After all, he shook his head and said: "The sixth commander has an order. Even if he calls for help, he can't be untied. This big smoke must Quit!"

"Fart!" Jin Zhiming drew his gun and shouted, "If you don't let go, I'll beat you!"

Gu Ruiyu also came down from upstairs, and said to Xu Shou with tears in his eyes, "Adjutant Xu, I can't hold on anymore. You can quit opium addiction slowly. Give him a little today, and just reduce the daily dose."

Xu Shou was so entangled in his heart that he finally let go and said, "Then... well, just a little."

Only then did everyone rush upstairs together, and Gu Ruiyu even got the smoking set, and was about to open the door to give Zhang Xueliang big cigarettes to save his life.

"stop!"

Zhou Hexuan didn't know when he went upstairs, and he shouted: "Do you want Shuai Liu to be a big smoker for the rest of his life? What's his intention!"

Both Gu Ruiyu and Xu Shou were stunned, standing at the door of the study hesitating.

Jin Zhiming rushed over, grabbed Zhou Hexuan by the neckline, and said with a ferocious face, "What are you, Zhou Hexuan? I think you are the one who wants to kill Liu Shuai!"

Gu Ruiyu hurriedly persuaded: "Captain Jin, let Mr. Zhou go."

Zhou Hexuan's face was as calm as water, and he looked at Jin Zhiming without saying a word.

"snort!"

Jin Zhiming let out a cold snort, actually defeated in his eyes, and angrily released Zhou Hexuan.

Only then did Zhou Hexuan order: "Open the door!"

Xu Shou obeyed the order subconsciously, and quickly pushed open the door of the study.

Zhang Xueliang was tied to a carved rosewood chair at the moment, and he struggled to move the heavy chair half a foot. The clothes on his body have been torn by the rope, and many blood beads ooze from the skin due to friction.

These skin injuries are nothing, the most terrifying thing is Zhang Xueliang's state. His eyes were red like a beast that would eat someone, his nose and tears were criss-crossing, and even the corners of his mouth were still drooling.

Seeing everyone entering the room, Zhang Xueliang's eyes lit up and he said: "Opium, give me opium quickly! I'm going to die... oh oh oh!"

It was Zhou Hexuan who walked over, pinched Zhang Xueliang's cheek, and directly stuffed a ball of rags into his mouth, and the young marshal couldn't speak anymore.

"Zhou, you are crazy!" Jin Zhiming was furious, because Zhou Hexuan's actions just now were too offensive.

Zhou Hexuan didn't even bother to talk to him, but instead blamed Gu Ruiyu and Xu Shou: "How did you do it? If you don't keep your mouths shut, the Sixth Commander might kill himself by biting his tongue!"

Well, Zhou Hexuan was brave enough to scold Zhang Xueliang's concubine and adjutant the next day after he came to the door.

It also depends on the person, on Chu Yupu's side, Zhou Hexuan would never dare to play like this. But Zhang Xueliang is an exception, this master is too soft-hearted.

Last year when Guo Songling rebelled, Zhang Xueliang first wrote letters to dissuade him, but when it failed, he said good things to hope for reconciliation. In the end, until Guo Songling was defeated and arrested, Zhang Xueliang was still pleading for him, hoping to send Guo Songling to study abroad for refuge.

Zhang Xueliang is so kind to traitors, let alone his own people. The more honest and selfless Zhou Hexuan is, the easier it is to gain trust.

Faced with Zhou Hexuan's confrontation and questioning, Gu Ruiyu not only didn't get angry, but blamed herself: "I didn't think carefully, thank you Mr. Zhou."

Although Zhang Xueliang was speechless, he was still struggling crazily, his eyes full of pleading. All of a sudden, he overturned the chair, and fell to the ground, his head kept hitting the floor, obviously wanting to commit suicide in pain.

"Six handsome!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

They seemed to regard Zhou Hexuan as the backbone, and they all looked at him, waiting for Zhou Hexuan to issue orders.

It was normal for this to happen, because none of them dared to be disrespectful to Zhang Xueliang, and only Zhou Hexuan didn't have such scruples.

Zhou Hexuan sat on the sofa with a big horse, and said to Jin Zhiming and Xu Shou: "Pull up the chair and don't care about anything. Next time, don't use hemp rope to tie people up. It is easy to scratch the skin. Change it to a thicker cotton rope." Better results."

Gu Ruiyu made a note of it, and immediately went out to ask the servants to find cotton ropes. Xu Shou and Jin Zhiming raised the chairs, pressed the backrests from left to right, and let Zhang Xueliang struggle there desperately.

After tossing and tossing for a full hour, Zhang Xueliang finally calmed down, and Zhou Hexuan let people loose.

Zhang Xueliang was already exhausted, spread out on the chair and gave him grateful eyes, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Zhiming and Xu Shou nodded respectfully to Zhou Hexuan, and then helped Zhang Xueliang to the bedroom.

After the young marshal was settled down, Jin Zhiming muttered in a low voice: "Old Xu, this Mr. Zhou is quite courageous."

Xu Shou said: "Mr. Zhou is also to help Liu Shuai quit smoking."

Jin Zhiming rolled his eyes and said, "I mean the rag he stuffed into the mouth of the Sixth Commander."

"What's wrong with the cloth?" Xu Shou asked puzzled.

"Then it's the tablecloth that the servants use to wipe the table!" Jin Zhiming left after speaking, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

"Huh?" Xu Shou was dumbfounded.

It was after ten o'clock in the morning that Gu Ruiyu came to Zhou Hexuan: "Mr. Zhou, I invite you to go up."

Zhou Hexuan took two planning documents, followed Gu Ruiyu to the bedroom, and said to Zhang Xueliang who was lying on the bed, "Is the sixth handsome?"

Zhang Xueliang is very particular about addressing him. Zhang Zuolin calls him "Little Six", outsiders call him "Young Marshal", concubine and wife call him "Little Master", family friends and elders call him "Han Qing", and those who have a good relationship call him "Han Shuai". ", only close subordinates and people around can call "Liu Shuai" or "Liu Ye".

Zhou Hexuan is considered his own family now, so naturally he should be called "Six Commanders" to appear close.

Zhang Xueliang sat propped up on the edge of the bed, smiled wryly and said, "It feels like I've died once. Thanks to Hexuan, no one else would dare to be presumptuous to me. From now on, I can only rely on you to quit smoking."

"I wouldn't dare to be presumptuous if I were someone else," Zhou Hexuan smiled flatteringly, handed over the proposal in his hand and said, "Sixth Commander, please read it, I wrote it all night last night."

Zhang Xueliang was dizzy looking at the short cursive simplified characters, but he barely recognized them, so he started to read them carefully.

There are two planning documents, one is to re-run "Ta Kung Pao", and the other is to prepare for the establishment of "China Hope Education Foundation".

It has been three and a half months since he traveled to the Republic of China, and Zhou Hexuan was finally able to do something practical.