When he was a horse thief in the past, Tuanzi often sent people to lurk in the kilns that were about to be smashed to investigate.
This job couldn't be done by a ferocious-looking person, so he usually left it to the handsome Chen Zikun with thick eyebrows and big eyes. , when faced with cross-examination, he always answered fluently without any mistakes, so he felt no pressure at all in front of Mrs.
Yao.
"My ancestral home is Hunan.
I was born in Guangdong and grew up outside the customs.
My parents died when I was young.
I was brought up by my uncle who was a businessman.
Now my uncle has also died of illness and his coffin is still parked at Biyun Temple."
Chen Zikun recounted unhurriedly.
Thinking about her life experience, Mrs.
Yao nodded slowly and said, "I heard that you were a bandit."
Yao Yilei had just put her mind down and picked it up again.
She thought to herself, "Mommy, why don't you open a certain pot?"
Chen Zikun was well prepared and responded calmly: "I am doing business in Harbin with my uncle's friend, and I am a serious businessman.
It is probably because of my good skills, and the caravans outside the customs often engage in business and banditry, so this may cause misunderstandings."
This answer satisfied Mrs.
Yao, and she asked again: "You are so good at skills.
Who did you learn from?"
"Since I was a child, I have studied under Huo Yuanjia of the Jingwu Sect and Master Huang Feihong from Baozhilin, Foshan.
I have practiced some superficial kung fu, which is not worth mentioning."
Mrs.
Yao sighed and nodded.
In fact, she didn't know Huo Yuanjia Huang Feihong at all, she just wanted to find out the details of Chen Zikun.
"Since you have studied under famous teachers since childhood, your Chen family must be a famous family."
Mrs.
Yao's words are quite reasonable.
The poor are rich in culture and martial arts.
Only rich families have the leisure and money to hire a master for their son to learn martial arts.
The poor The children in the family only think about studying, gaining fame and changing their destiny, and rarely practice martial arts.
Chen Zikun said calmly: "My uncle used to be a member of the Guangfu Society and had a wide network of friends.
It is not surprising that he knows some knights in the world.
Our Chen family also had glory in the early years.
Now the family is in decline and has no heirs.
But I never dared to forget the family motto that there is no limit to learning.
After coming to Beijing, I studied Spanish and Chinese under Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei.”
"Wait a minute, you are Gu Hongming's student, oh, ygod, incredible."
Mrs.
Yao exaggeratedly covered her chest.
This future son-in-law brought her too many surprises.
It turned out that he was not an uneducated coolie at all.
But he comes from a noble family in the south. , there is no doubt about this.
Those who were fooling around with the Alliance for Restoration were all rich and powerful southerners, and he was also a student of Gu Hongming.
This was amazing.
Not only was it not embarrassing to bring such a son-in-law out, he was also a student of Gu Hongming.
It can also win a lot of face in social circles.
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Mrs.
Yao looked at her daughter angrily and blamed her for not reporting truthfully.
Yao Yilei was also a little dumbfounded.
She had never heard Chen Zikun introduce these things and thought he was fooling her mother.
Chen Zikun felt extremely sour at the moment.
When he mentioned Gu Hongming, he thought of Peking University, and when he thought of Peking University, he thought of Lin Wenjing and his first love that had died young.
"Xiao Chen, can you help me make an appointment with Professor Gu for afternoon tea?
I am his loyal fan."
Mrs.
Yao said.
Chen Zikun said: "Okay, I'll call and ask first."
After saying that, he picked up the phone seriously and reported a number to the operator.
Mrs.
Yao opened the phone book and took a look.
Sure enough, it was the number on Gu Hongming's house.
"Oh, that's it.
Let's wait until Teacher Gu comes back.
I bought good Nanyang tobacco leaves for the teacher and will bring them over tomorrow."
Chen Zikun hung up the phone and said embarrassedly: "Professor Gu has gone to class, and we will make an appointment tomorrow."
Bar."
Mrs.
Yao still had the slightest suspicion.
The more she looked at Chen Zikun, the more pleasing she became.
It was in compliance with the old saying that the more a mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more interesting she became.
She had studied people's looks.
Generally speaking, children from poor families , it will always happen due to poor care or camp.
If you can't raise it, you will grow thin and sallow, with crooked melons and cracked dates.
However, children from wealthy families can keep up with nutrition and education, so they will grow taller and have regular facial features.
Looking at Chen Zikun's appearance, even if he is not from a wealthy family, He is also the son of a wealthy family.
Yao Yilei peeked at her mother's smile and knew that the matter was done.
She felt happy and said seriously: "Mommy, actually he has another identity.
He is friends with the man in the Forbidden City.
A few days ago, Henry He was made a sixth-grade imperial guard with a sword, and he was also rewarded with a yellow mantle."
Mrs.
Yao was shocked: "Henry" "That's Emperor Xuantong."
Yao Yilei said.
Mrs.
Yao smiled.
It seemed that her prospective son-in-law was really an interesting person.
Even the deposed emperor Puyi could get in touch with him.
She admitted that she had underestimated him.
She coughed dryly and got down to business: "Xiao Chen, we as parents have no objection to your dating Leilei, but Leilei's father and I both believe that a man should start a career first and then start a family.
Besides, Leilei is still young.
You You’re not too old and you have plenty of time, so don’t rush into getting married.
Let’s get along first.
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We won’t let you go as much as we need to help you with your career.”
By saying this, he basically acknowledged the love relationship between Chen Zikun and Yao Yilei.
"Thank you, Mommy.
We are going out to play, and we will treat you to a Western meal at the Six Nations Hotel in the evening."
Yao Yilei jumped up excitedly, pulling Chen Zikun to leave.
Mrs.
Yao said, "I will go to your Uncle Cao's house to play cards later.
You can play by yourselves.”
Five minutes later, Chief Yao came back with a tired look on his face.
It seemed that the negotiation had failed again.
"Oh, if you had come earlier, you would have seen Xiao Chen."
The wife said.
"Which Xiao Chen?"
Chief Yao took off his suit jacket absentmindedly, with a gold watch chain dangling from his waistcoat.
It was already early May, and the spring in Beijing was extremely bright.
Unfortunately, Chief Yao's mood was as bad as winter.
The Japanese were greedy. , and he was very angry when he pushed for an extra mile at the negotiation table.
"You forgot, he is Leilei's boyfriend, Chen Zikun.
He just came here.
I got to know him carefully.
This young man is really not simple.
I think we should reconsider this matter."
Chief Yao stopped untying his tie and frowned: "Did you change your mind and really plan to let Leilei marry him?"
"I have this idea.
Listen to me.
Not only does he come from a prominent family in Guangdong, he is also a student of Gu Hongming and a friend of Puyi.
His French is very good.
He also has an uncle from the Tongmenghui or Guangfuhui at home."
Mrs.
Yao was logical It was very bad.
He said it in a mess, but it aroused the vigilance of Chief Yao.
He originally thought that his daughter only liked a simple warrior, but he didn't expect that this person's background was so complicated.
This was definitely a dangerous sign.
Seeing her husband deep in thought, Mrs.
Yao joked: "Why, you're jealous.
They say your daughter was your father's lover in his previous life.
Are you reluctant to let Leilei get married?"
Chief Yao laughed dryly: "It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want."
"Then let's do it.
The young man is not bad.
If you train him, he will be worthy of our Leilei."
Mrs.
Yao seemed very happy.
She picked up her bag and went out.
She turned around and said, "I went to Zhaojialou to play mahjong with Mrs.
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Cao.
Don’t come for dinner tonight.”
"Go, go."
Chief Yao dismissed his wife, thought for a while, then picked up the phone and asked for the number of Police Chief Wu Bingxiang.
The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it.
Only then did Deputy Chief Yao remember that today was Sunday.
Except for their hardworking foreign affairs negotiation team of the Ministry of Transportation, all other government departments were on vacation.
Chen Zikun and Yao Yilei drove to Dongjiaomin Lane, but cars could not drive in.
The road was blocked by crowds.
From a distance, they saw a large group of people gathered in front of the American Embassy, shouting something at the top of their lungs.
They were too far away to hear clearly.
Yao Yilei got out of the car, held Chen Zikun's arm, raised her toes and looked in the direction of the embassy.
She saw a white banner flying up and down, with huge black characters written on it: Fight to the death to give me back Qingdao.
"They are our students from Peking University."
Chen Zikun was a little excited.
He pulled Yao Yilei and squeezed in.
When he came closer, he saw several college students standing at the door of the U.S. embassy holding petitions.
One of them raised his arms and shouted: "Long live President Wilson."
Then many students shouted: "Long live President Wilson" one after another.
The leading student shouted again: "Long live the Fourteenth Point Statement" The students shouted again.
The Marines at the door of the American Legation looked at the excited students coldly, unmoved.
The May sunshine shone on these soldiers in yellow woolen uniforms, making them a little hot and a little irritable.
"What are they doing?"
Yao Yilei asked, lying next to Chen Zikun's ear.
"They are petitioning the U.S.
Minister Rui Enshi, asking the U.S.
President to uphold justice at the Paris Peace Conference and not to cede Qingdao to the Japanese."
Chen Zikun replied calmly.
He often followed Xiong Xiling and other people to hang out, and he influenced many countries.
Big things can actually be said clearly and logically.
Yao Yilei asked again: "Then why do they only petition the Americans and not the British or the French?"
"Because they believe that US President Wilson is a just man."
Chen Zikun sneered.
"Actually" "In the jungle world, beasts with fangs only respect their fellow creatures with fangs.
Shandong is the fat that the Japanese have eaten.
Will the Americans go to war with the Japanese over China?"
Yao Yilei looked at him with admiration: "You know so much."
Just as he was talking, the door of the American Legation opened, and a young man dressed as a low-level employee came out, negotiated with the leading student for a few words, accepted the petition, and went back to close the door.
Several leading students gathered together to discuss for a long time, and one person stood up and said: "The government agencies are on holiday and cannot petition.
The ministers of various countries are not in the embassy and cannot accept our appeal.
I suggest that the march ends here."
There was a commotion among the students.
Suddenly someone shouted: "Go to Zhaojialou to settle the score with the traitor Cao Rulin."
Yao Yilei was shocked: "No, my mommy went to see Mrs.
Cao to play mahjong today
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