It was Hu Banxian who spoke.
When Chen Zikun held a wedding, all neighbors and fellow villagers who were willing to join in the fun were welcome.
The supply of wedding candy and cigarettes was open.
Baoqing and his wife mainly received these friends from the market, and they were able to do so with ease.
Standing next to Yan Zhiyong was Yu Deshun, the dung king of the capital.
He was usually a well-known figure in the world.
Today, the Chen Mansion was full of guests, including celebrities from the capital.
He could only sit in the courtyard and watch the excitement.
Yu Deshun smiled and said: "Hu Banxian, please give me a look."
Hu Banxian was not doing business today, so he was not so polite when he spoke.
He joked: "You don't need to look at it, you have to smell it with your nose."
Everyone burst into laughter, but Yu Deshun was not angry at all.
He was born in shit, and that was what he did for a living, so he didn't care about a joke or two.
Another guest entered the courtyard, a giant man like an iron tower, wearing a general's uniform, holding a gentle woman on his arm.
The gift in his hand turned out to be a piece of home-woven homespun cloth.
Baoqing shouted: "Army inspection envoy Feng The general and his wife are here."
Everyone was in awe, but they didn't expect that Chen Zikun and Feng Yuxiang also had friendship.
Yan Zhiyong said: "Hu Banxian, don't you know how to read faces?
Show one to the inspecting envoy."
Hu Banxian said: "How can I see a person like the reviewer?
Don't make trouble."
Everyone started booing, and Hu Banxian became a little arrogant after being praised for a long time, and said: "I watched Feng review his people, and I can use them as metaphors for the figures of the Three Kingdoms."
Everyone was talking: "How to say it?"
Hu Banxian shook his head and said: "He has the appearance of Liu Bei, the talent of Sun Quan, the ambition of Dong Zhuo, the deceit of Lu Bu, and the luck of Yuan Benchu."
Everyone laughed: "Hu Banxian, you are really good at talking."
In a Chinese wedding, one has to worship the heaven and the earth and worship the parents, but Chen Zikun is an orphan and has no parents, so he has to ask Xiong Xiling, who is sympathetic to father and son, to take his place, while the mother will be replaced by the godmother he recognized five years ago.
Chen Zikun's godmother is Xing'er.
This poor woman never dreamed that she would have such a glorious day.
She tried her best to refuse before, saying that she was afraid of embarrassing Chen Zikun, but Chen Zikun insisted on it and helped his godmother prepare the arrangements.
Yao Yilei had no objection to the satin dress and various jewelry.
It was difficult to refuse the hospitality, so Xing'er's mother had no choice but to agree.
Chen Sanpi was so excited that he even thought of calling himself Chen Zikun's godfather at first.
However, when he saw the prime ministers, chief ministers, professors and the like coming, he was so frightened that he hid in the backyard and did not dare to show his face.
Guo'er was finally caught by Baoqing and attended the wedding wearing a navy blue student uniform.
However, she disappeared behind a crowd of people after a while, which made Xing'er very angry.
The wedding was officiated by Chen Zikun's teacher Liang Qichao, the groomsmen were brothers Liang Sicheng, and the bridesmaids were Yao Yilei's little sisters.
After a lively ceremony of worshiping their parents, the couple bowed to each other and declared the ceremony to be successful.
Dozens of banquet tables were prepared in the house.
It was April, the weather was bright and springy, and the guests were changing glasses under the wedding tent and began to drink.
Chen Zikun was holding wine glasses and toasting everywhere.
Suddenly Liang Sicheng came over and said: "Zikun, you Come here, there is a guest who wants to see you."
Chen Zikun followed him and saw a group of acquaintances from the Crescent Society in the living room, surrounded by an old man with gray hair and a childish face.
He was dressed in commoner clothes, had a snow-white beard, sunken eye sockets, and dark skin.
He was obviously not from China.
Xu Zhimo and Lin Huiyin sat on either side of the old man.
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Seeing Chen Zikun arrive, they introduced him to him as the Indian philosopher Mr.
Rabindranath Tagore.
He had just arrived in Beijing today.
By chance, he visited Chen Zikun's wedding and wanted to give him a gift. .
Although Chen Zikun has never heard of Rabindranath Tagore, you can tell by his celestial demeanor that he is not an ordinary person.
What's more, the guys in the Crescent Society usually have a higher level of vision and can make them treat him with respect.
That must be him.
An extremely awesome person.
"It turns out to be Mr.
Rabindranath Tagore.
I've admired him for a long time.
Why didn't he come to the table?
So, hurry up and arrange a seat.
I'll drink a few glasses of wedding wine with the old man."
Chen Zikun greeted him enthusiastically.
Tagore laughed loudly and said a few words in obscure Indian English.
Xu Zhimo translated: "Sir, thank you for your kind invitation, but I won't bother you if you are tired of traveling.
This is a gift from you."
After speaking, Tagore took out a book of poems, signed a dedication on the title page, and gave it to Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun took it in his hand and saw the four words "Gitanjali" written on the cover of the poetry collection.
After seeing off Tagore and his friends from the Crescent Society, Chen Zikun saw a group of beggars squatting at the gate, devouring the sugar-filled buns sent out by the government.
Among them was a familiar face, and he was shocked and said: "This is not Xu Er "?"
The man was indeed Xu Er.
He was wrapped in a torn cotton-padded jacket and his face was dirty.
When he saw Chen Zikun, he was so shocked that he dropped his buns to the ground and could not speak.
"Xu Er, where is your young master?"
Chen Zikun asked.
"The young master died of lung disease."
Xu Er was dejected.
Chen Zikun also lamented, remembering that Xu Tingge was so handsome and graceful in the wind, but unfortunately he has been in trouble since Xu Shuzheng's downfall.
It is really sad to hear that he died young today.
"Baoqing, do you have any money?"
Chen Zikun asked.
Xue Baoqing, who was standing at the door to greet the beggar, quickly dug into his pocket and took out four ocean coins and a handful of copper coins.
Chen Zikun took them, grabbed Xu Er's hand and put the money in his hand.
Xu Er's tears fell down, and the hand holding the money was trembling.
He was also a rickshaw puller.
Why is it that high-ranking officials now have to ride horses and marry a beautiful woman, but he is getting more and more depressed?
, I fell from being a monthly rickshaw driver in the General's Mansion to working with beggars.
Thinking about it, I feel unfair.
"Thank you."
Xu Eryi bowed, took the money and ran away, wiping his tears with his sleeves as he ran.
The other beggars immediately raised their hands, like a bush, they also wanted some wedding money.
The wedding banquet was held at home at noon, but the dinner was held at the Liuguo Hotel.
It mainly entertained friends from the upper class and the bride's relatives and friends.
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Compared with Chen Zikun's famous guests, Yao Qizhen's guests were much more low-key.
Cao Rulin, Zhang Zongxiang, Lu Zongyu, There is also Yao Yilei's uncle, a senior manager of Japan Zhengjin Bank, who is a bunch of pro-Japanese people.
The newlyweds changed into Western-style dresses and entertained the guests with laughter.
The gift given by Yao Qizhen and his wife was a pair of limited edition Swiss Vacheron Constantin watches, inlaid with diamonds and sapphires, which is extremely luxurious.
It is said that there are only two pairs in China, and one pair is in Shanghai, a pair in Beijing.
Nowadays, not many people wear watches in society.
Only the new fashionistas like this novelty.
Yao Yilei couldn't put it down while holding the watch: "Thank you, daddy and mommy."
Yao Qizhen and his wife were smiling brightly, with tears looming faintly.
The daughter they had raised for more than 20 years finally left their parents.
It was really happy and sad to think about it.
"Zi Kun, this is Cao Shibo, Zhang Shibo, and Lu Shibo."
Yao Qizhen introduced his son-in-law to three famous national thieves during the May Fourth period with a smile on his face.
One of the bystanders who burned down Zhaojialou in the past bowed politely to the three veterans of the transportation department.
All three of them were full of praise and praised Yao Qizhen for finding a good son-in-law.
Yao Qizhen said: "As my son-in-law, I have quite ambitious ambitions.
I want to build a railway branch line to connect the Longhai Line and Jinpu Line.
I am really ambitious."
Cao Rulin said: "No, no, Xiao Chen is so scary."
Zhang Zongxiang and Lu Zongyu also agreed.
The three of them and Yao Qizhen were both born in Japan and were old people in the transportation department, so their relationship was unusual.
Yao Qizhen said: "Zikun, don't you want a loan?
Cao Shibo is the president of Bank of Communications, Zhang Shibo is the general manager of China Commercial Bank, and Lu Shibo is the general manager of Huiye Bank.
They are all bankers.
If you have any questions, just go to them."
Only now did Chen Zikun understand his father-in-law's painstaking efforts.
Although the old man spoke harshly, he had actually been planning a loan for him to build the railway.
"I'm sure I'll have to bother a few uncles."
Chen Zikun said half-jokingly, and the three financial tycoons naturally agreed.
After finally finishing the socializing, he was already exhausted when he returned home in Dongwenchang Hutong.
Baoqing came up to him and said, "The gifts and gifts have been placed in the study.
I made a book.
I remember who gave what and how much it cost."
It’s crystal clear.”
Chen Zikun said: "Thank you for your hard work, why don't you go back to bed early."
Baoqing left with a smile.
He was the busiest today, but he was happy and happy to be busy.
Although it has been extremely simplified, the wedding ceremony is still very complicated and extremely energy-consuming.
Yao Yilei was as tired as a puddle of mud, so she went back to the house and fell asleep.
However, Chen Zikun thought about the loan matter and couldn't let it go.
He wanted to go to the study to prepare documents.
In the corridor in front of the study, a dark shadow suddenly flashed.
Although Chen Zikun had drunk a lot of wine, he was still nimble.
He quickly dodged and drew his gun, and asked sternly: "Who?"
The black shadow fled, and Chen Zikun chased him into the back garden.
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He raised his gun under the moonlight and was about to shoot, but suddenly put down the gun and shouted: "Guo'er" The black shadow turned out to be Guo'er, and when his whereabouts were revealed, he didn't run away, but stood there shivering.
Chen Zikun stepped forward and looked at him, Guo'er's arms were bulging.
"Take it out" Guo'er took out a satchel bag from his arms and threw it on the ground.
The heavy bag clattered loudly, obviously it contained a lot of silver.
"You are short of money to spend."
Chen Zikun was very surprised.
Guoer was young and had not developed the bad habit of smoking, gambling and prostitution, so why would he steal his gift money.
Guo'er said calmly: "Yes, I am short of money."
He didn't even feel the shame of being discovered as a thief.
Chen Zikun asked curiously: "What do you do with the money?
Why don't your sister and brother-in-law give you pocket money?
If your reason satisfies me, I will give the money to you."
Guoer said proudly: "They are used to living a tight life.
They only give me twenty rich men every month.
What can I do?
I and a few classmates are going south to Guangzhou to join Mr.
Sun Wen and apply for the Whampoa Military Academy.
It's a long journey, and there is no one."
It's absolutely impossible to pay for it.
I really have no choice but to take the gift from you, Brother Kun.
It's just a loan, not a steal. " Chen Zikun thought for a moment and said: "You are going to Guangzhou, does Xing'er Baoqing know?"
Guoer sneered: "Of course they don't know, and even if they knew, they would never agree.
They just want me to pass the normal school exam and become a teacher in the future, but that's not my ambition."
"Then what is your ambition?"
"Down with the great powers and get rid of the warlords," Guoer replied sonorously
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