The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

According to Zhou Hexuan and Feng Yong's plan, after shooting the British doctor, they planned to use the newspaper public opinion to force Chu Yufeng to cast a rat-like weapon and give up the assassination plan.

However, things were beyond everyone's expectations and out of everyone's control.

All parties, including the British consul, did not want to make a big deal out of it, so they chose to block the news. Zhou Hexuan didn't dare to act rashly, and stayed in the hospital obediently. So far, no newspaper has disclosed this news.

Tianjin British Concession.

The sun was scorching hot, the street was steaming white, and a rickshaw sped past.

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

"Miss, you'll lose your leg if you run too soon. What's the rush?" the coachman was sweating profusely and asked out of breath.

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

Thinking of how Zhou Hexuan got shot, Meng Xiaodong was filled with self-blame. This matter happened because of her, if it was not for saving her, Zhou Hexuan would not have offended Chu Yufeng.

After finally arriving at the hospital, Meng Xiaodong ran upstairs, looked for the ward number and opened the door to enter.

"Hoo hoo hoo," Meng Xiaodong was panting, with fine sweat still dripping from his forehead. Seeing Zhou Hexuan sitting on the bed and reading the newspaper, she asked with joy and concern, "Brother Zhou, you... are you okay?"

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

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

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "Small injury, it's almost healed, and I can be discharged from the hospital in two days."

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't because of me, you wouldn't..." Meng Xiaodong's voice was filled with tears, and she couldn't stop crying anyway.

"It's really nothing, the matter is 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 here to take care of you?"

Zhou Hexuan explained: "Yonghao went shopping for food."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Yonghao came in with a food box. Meng Xiaodong grabbed the food box and said, "Let me do it."

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

"Then let's go first." Sun Yonghao scratched his head and looked at Meng Xiaodong with a simple and honest smile.

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 she blew it until it was warm every time before carefully bringing it to Zhou Hexuan's mouth.

Drinking the delicious chicken soup, feeling Meng Xiaodong's gentle movements, Zhou Hexuan's mind was agitated, and it was inevitable that he was a little moved. But it was more embarrassing, because Meng Xiaodong was too enthusiastic, which made it difficult for Zhou Hexuan to resist.

Zhou Hexuan swears, he really never flirted with this one!

After the meal, Meng Xiaodong cleaned up the dishes and said, "Brother Zhou, rest first, I'll be back later."

"Have you had lunch yet?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

"Well, I came from Beiping." Meng Xiaodong laughed.

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

The atmosphere was a bit dull, so Zhou Hexuan could only find something to say: "I heard that your parents have also moved to Beiping?"

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

Zhou Hexuan persuaded: "You should go back tomorrow, don't worry your parents, my injury is no longer 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 said with a wry smile.

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

...

Zhou Hexuan felt both pain and happiness. Although he was injured, he was surrounded by beautiful women all day long, making his life more comfortable than before.

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

Chu Nanxiang was still the same as before, with neatly dressed clothes and meticulously combed hair. 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 a foreign bank passbook and said, "10,000 silver dollars, please keep it, Mr. Zhou."

The passbook is a palm-sized folded piece of paper, most of which are printed in English, only the bank's name, address and phone number have a Chinese translation, and even the interest rate is indicated.

Zhou Hexuan flipped through the passbook and asked, "The compensation for my injury that Marshal Chu gave me?"

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

Zhou Hexuan pursed his lips and said with a sneer: "Du Xiaoshan committed suicide in fear of crime, is it also Marshal Chu's handwriting?"

"Yes," Chu Nanxiang didn't hide anything, "Du Xiaoshan deserved what he deserved. For the crimes he committed over the years, he could be shot ten times."

"Marshal Chu is very skilled, he can kill the prisoners in the patrol room in the concession if he wants to," Zhou Hexuan said.

Chu Nanxiang said: "It's actually very simple. Lu Zhankui, the chief inspector of the police department, has been good friends with Du Xiaoshan for many years. He thought that with this relationship, he would be safe in the police station. The commander only spent 30,000 silver dollars, and Lu Zhankui took the Du Xiaoshan was sold."

"Lu Zhankui's 30,000 silver dollars, and my 10,000 oceans in compensation," Zhou Hexuan shook the passbook in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it's all Du Xiaoshan's money. Marshal Chu made another fortune this time."

Chu Nanxiang didn't say anything more, it was a tacit agreement.

Du Xiaoshan helped Chu Yupu actively raise military expenses at the beginning, and even named a school after Chu Yupu's nickname, and the two had such a good relationship that they even sworn brothers with different surnames.

However, these days, even brothers are unreliable, let alone brothers who worship. Now that something happened, Chu Yupu not only killed Du Xiaoshan, but also seized Du Xiaoshan's family property. The method was really dark.

Zhou Hexuan admired him as expected of a general in troubled times.

Chu Nanxiang said: "The commander-in-chief asked me to bring you a sentence, saying that this time it's all over, he won't pursue it any further, and I hope you can be more peaceful."

"Understood, those who understand current affairs are outstanding." Zhou Hexuan nodded.

Now that Chu Yupu's army is powerful, it is really not easy to fight against him, Zhou Hexuan is not stupid enough to refuse to let him go. He has to wait until Chu Yupu loses power, and that is the real time to settle the score.

According to the historical trajectory, Chu Yupu can still dance for a year.

"I brought the words, goodbye!" Chu Nanxiang said and was about to leave.

Zhou Hexuan suddenly asked: "Brother Chu is the Red Party?"

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

"Revolutionary Party?" Zhou Hexuan asked again.

"No." Chu Nanxiang replied.

Zhou Hexuan asked curiously: "Then last time you sent secret words to Fourth Aunt..."

Chu Nanxiang interrupted: "Mr. Zhou, stop asking, I won't admit anything."

The more Chu Nanxiang was like this, the more interested Zhou Hexuan was, and he was going to ask the bottom line later.

The shooting case in the concession was solved so vaguely. Two months later, the Consular Court of the British Concession in Tianjin held a court session: Ma Kui was sentenced to 12 years in prison for attempted murder. As the mastermind of the murder case, Du Xiaoshan committed suicide in fear of crime and will not be held accountable.

However, the Tianjin District Court turned up Du Xiaoshan's old case. Due to a series of crimes such as arms smuggling, embezzlement of public funds, and embezzlement of charitable funds, Du Xiaoshan was fined to confiscate his family property, and even Du's house was auctioned by the court.

Du Xiaoshan and his elder brother Du Baozhen are both members of the board of directors of Tianjin Bashantang. Because of being implicated, Du Baozhen was also kicked out of Bashantang, a charitable organization used to raise 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 injuring" the British, Chu Yufeng was so frightened that he wanted to flee with his troops, and regarded the foreigners as scourges. However, Chu Yupu fought repeatedly, not only pinning the blame on Du Xiaoshan, but also taking the opportunity to seize the Du family's millions of assets.

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

Now his younger brother has been wronged to death, even his property has been confiscated, and Du Baozhen's shares have also been embezzled. In a fit of anger, he took his family and fled to the Shanghai Concession, and disclosed the whole incident to "Shenbao" and "News", which caused a small public opinion sensation in the south.

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