During the fortune-telling, many idle men were listening with their arms folded.
When Hu Banxian said something, they burst into laughter.
Xia Xiaoqing also laughed, but Chen Zikun did not laugh.
After Hu Banxian finished speaking, he opened his folding fan and looked at Chen Zikun with a smile: "It's up to you whether you believe it or not.
The hexagram capital is ten yuan, and there is no credit."
Chen Zikun took out a ten-dollar bill and gave it to him, and then left with his wife and children in front of everyone.
"He's obviously a charlatan.
If you give him money, you're stupid."
Xia Xiaoqing said.
"Actually, I think what he said makes sense."
Chen Zikun said.
"You're crazy too."
Xia Xiaoqing raised her eyebrows.
Chen Zikun stopped and looked back at the Gua stall.
Hu Banxian had already closed the stall and left.
He was holding a guise and carrying a horse on his back, swaying step by step, leaving his back to everyone.
"If we take history as a mirror, we can know the ups and downs.
In fact, what Hu Banxian said is just a simple truth.
The most prosperous will inevitably decline, and if it is not prosperous, it will be prosperous.
This has been the case in all dynasties since the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Let's go."
Xia Xiaoqing, however, did not move.
She tilted her head and thought for a long time before following up and said, "Then, tell me, what will it be like in a hundred years?"
Chen Zikun said: "I don't know what it is like.
I only know that the house in Peking cannot be bought by Citigroup."
"Where can I buy it?"
"You can't buy it anywhere.
A house is just a house.
It's for people to live in.
It's not usury money.
If you lend it out, it can be doubled, and you can buy Citigroup.
Isn't that nonsense?"
The family returned to the Shuncheng County Prince's Mansion talking and laughing, took a short rest, and then drove to the Forbidden City, which is now the Forbidden City Museum.
Taking Xiaobei to visit the emperor's house was a good way to see the world.
Chen Zikun still had important responsibilities on his shoulders and could not delay in Peiping.
He set off for Tianjin the next day.
Zhang Xueliang went to the train station in person to see him off.
As he was saying goodbye on the platform, a freight train entered the station, filled with stuffy tanks.
The stationmaster came to report. , it was said to be a special train from Shenyang, and the things on the train were from the Marshal's Mansion.
Zhang Xueliang suddenly changed his expression and shouted: "You are not allowed to accept it.
If you put a seal on it and send it back to my house the same way, I will go back to pick it up.
There is no need for the little Japanese to show off."
Chen Zikun praised: "Han Qing is ambitious."
Zhang Xueliang smiled bitterly: "I only have this little ambition."
The train arrived in Tianjin and then transferred to the bus to Cangzhou.
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Local officials from Cangxian County came out in full force to greet Chairman Chen.
They paved the roads with loess, sprinkled clean water on the streets, and tens of thousands of people turned out to greet him.
County Magistrate Zhang and Chen Zikun had met each other last year.
This time, they naturally considered themselves old friends of the Chairman.
They wore brand-new mandarin jackets and sat together in the car, stealing the show.
Zhanggezhuang is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and is full of joy.
Today is a good day for double happiness.
Firstly, the country awards honors to Yan Jinan, and secondly, Yan Jinan gets married.
Although he is disabled, he lost his arms for the country, and is the whole people of Cangzhou.
The pride of Zhanggezhuang is also the honor of the elders of Zhanggezhuang.
Yao, originally his father Yan Huairen, considering the important matter of continuing the family line, wanted to find a fertile woman for his son to marry, even a widow or something like that.
Little did he know that as soon as the news spread, all the matchmakers in the county would When he came, he almost broke through the Yan family's threshold.
In the end, Yan Huairen chose an eighteen-year-old girl from a scholarly family in the county for his son.
Yan Jinan was satisfied with it and chose a good and auspicious day to get married.
It just so happened that the government's Blue Sky and White Sun Medal was also awarded on this day.
After the announcement, a stage was set up at the entrance of Zhanggezhuang village and a troupe was invited to sing the opera for seven days and seven nights.
People from several surrounding villages came to listen to the opera.
Zhanggezhuang was even more lively than the Chinese New Year.
When Chen Zikun presented the medal to Yan Jinan on behalf of the government, the atmosphere at the scene reached its climax.
Yan Jinan was wearing a military uniform, full of energy and vigor.
Chen Zikun hung the Medal of the Blue Sky and White Sun, the highest honor of the Republic of China, on his chest.
The young man had tears in his eyes.
He saluted everyone with his left hand, and there was a burst of applause from the audience.
One of the men was none other than Zhang Jinpeng, who played against Chen Zikun last year.
Japan occupied the three northeastern provinces, and the Chinese people shared the same hatred.
The conflict between the two villages had long since disappeared.
The county government awarded the Yan family a gold-lettered plaque.
The four powerful characters on it were "The whole family is loyal and loyal", which made everyone laugh and cry.
Yan Jinan was only disabled, not dead, so there was no talk of loyalty.
However, I heard that these four characters were the words of the county magistrate.
The master decided it, so everyone didn't dare to say anything.
It's great to have a family full of loyal men, just like General Yang of Tianbo Mansion.
In the provincial capital of Jiangdong, a young man in ragged clothes walked to the door of the provincial government and rushed in.
He was stopped by the gate guard: "Stop, this is the provincial government.
You have to go elsewhere."
The young man spoke authentic Beijing dialect: "I'm not a beggar, I'm looking for someone."
"Who to look for" "Look for my uncle, Chairman Chen."
"Which Chairman Chen" "Chen Zikun, you don't know me" The two gatekeepers laughed loudly: "Boy, you came here to climb a high branch.
You are looking for the wrong place.
This is the Jiangdong Provincial Government.
Chairman Chen is a high official in Nanjing.
If you want to find your uncle, you have to go to the central government."
The young man, neither humble nor arrogant, handed over his hands and turned around to leave.
Passing by a steamed bun stall, he suddenly felt hungry.
When he touched his body, he only had two coins.
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He gritted his teeth and went to the Central Street.
He made a circle and started practicing boxing.
He knew how to do it.
Shaolin boxing is done in a precise manner, but he can't shout.
After practicing for a long time, he didn't even make a fortune.
After a while, a few spectators finally came.
The four big men were drunk.
They opened their chests and protected their heart hairs with a slap on their chests.
After watching for a while, the leader shouted: "Boy, you come here to entertain, and Have we said hello to the Four Tigers in the provincial capital?"
Knowing that someone was looking for trouble, the young man stopped his fists and said coldly: "What a tiger or a dog?
I won't urinate in your pot."
"Hey, you're a very arrogant boy.
He curses people when he opens his mouth.
It's your father's business but not your father's business.
If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know how good Lord Ma is."
One of the big men, relying on the strength of his drink, rolled up his arms.
He stepped forward with his sleeves, but was pushed gently by the young man and fell to the ground, covered in mud.
"Beat him."
Four big men swarmed up.
People were coming and going on the street.
When they saw a group fight, they immediately surrounded them.
The four tigers in the provincial capital bullied a foreigner and couldn't get any advantage.
The brothers got anxious and grabbed bricks and daggers.
They grabbed whatever they could, and the fight escalated.
During the fight, the young man received several severe blows, and his eyes were red.
He grabbed a dagger, and with a flash of cold light, a big hole opened in the neck of the boss of the Four Tigers in the provincial capital, and blood poured out like a fountain, which could not be blocked. live.
A team of patrol officers finally arrived and tried their best to catch the young man.
The wounded man was sent to the hospital.
By the time he arrived at the hospital, his blood had dried up.
Although the Four Tigers in the provincial capital were harming one party, they were at best hooligans.
Their crimes were not serious enough to lead to death.
They killed people to repay their debts and repaid their debts.
The young man was taken to the police station and tortured.
This kind of wandering bachelor often commits crimes on the move, and he may have a finger on his body.
How many cases are there?
But this kid is a tough guy, and he won't even kill him.
He only has a silver pocket watch and two copper coins on him.
Apart from his Beijing accent, he has no clues and he didn't even ask for his name.
Sihu had a relative in the police station, and through his connections, the case was handled quickly.
The court gave him a random name, Zhao in the order of a hundred family surnames, and his first name followed his age.
He was called Zhao Shiba.
He was charged with intentional homicide. , with both witnesses and material evidence available, he was sentenced to death and executed later in the year.
Half a month later, Chen Zikun returned to the provincial capital from Cangzhou.
Qingfeng took three days off and wandered around the streets.
He went into a teahouse and sat down, ordered a pot of Biluochun, and listened to all kinds of things in the world and all kinds of bizarre jokes.
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Suddenly a middle-aged man came in carrying a bird cage.
Everyone greeted him. : "Hey, Inspector Wang, you're here.
Tell us about any recent cases."
Inspector Wang nodded arrogantly: "Our provincial capital is very peaceful, there are no major cases."
He sat down, set up the bird cage, took out his pocket watch to check the time, Qing Feng frowned when he saw the pocket watch, and left.
He came over and asked, "Sir, your pocket watch is not bad."
Qing Feng was well-dressed and had a good temperament.
Inspector Wang couldn't figure out where he was, so he said politely: "It's nothing special.
It was a gift from a friend."
"Can I borrow it for a look?"
Qing Feng said.
Inspector Wang graciously took off his pocket watch and handed it over.
Qingfeng looked at the case.
It was engraved with the words "Memorial of the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway" and a gift from Zhan Tianyou.
The number was also the same as the one Chen Zikun returned to Zhao Dahai.
"I'm afraid this watch isn't yours," Qing Feng said coldly.
Inspector Wang's expression suddenly changed: "Young man, what do you mean by this?
Do you know what I do?"
Qing Feng said: "Then do you know what I do?"
He took out a certificate and threw it over.
It was a special pass issued by the provincial police department, the highest level.
Inspector Wang was immediately polite and said, "Don't be surprised if I don't see Taishan.
This watch is indeed not mine.
It belongs to a prisoner.
He killed someone and has no money to pay off his debt.
This watch was auctioned by the Police Department."
"This man's surname is Zhao" "yes."
"More than forty years old" "That's not it, at most eighteen."
"Where are the people?"
"On death row."
Qingfeng grabbed his pocket watch and left.
Inspector Wang did not dare to stop him and could only admit that he was unlucky.
Back at the mansion, Qing Feng reported the origin of the pocket watch to Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun immediately called Zeng Jiao and asked him to bring the prisoner.
Half an hour later, the death row prisoner was brought to the police station in a prison car.
He was heavily shackled, covered with bruises, making a jingling sound when walking, and his body stank.
Qing Feng said: "What's the matter?
It's making a fuss out of a molehill."
The escorting policeman explained: "Sir, you don't know that this kid is very powerful.
He committed murder.
When he was arrested, he injured seven or eight brothers."
The prisoner was brought to Chen Zikun and stood proudly.
Chen Zikun took a closer look and saw that this boy looked exactly like Zhao Dahai who was twenty years younger.
His facial features and aura were so similar.
"You are Zhao Ziming" Chen Zikun shouted.
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The death row prisoner was stunned for a moment, breathing rapidly: "Uncle Kun" "Unlock, untie, this is my nephew."
Chen Zikun came over personally, took the key from the policeman, unlocked Zhao Ziming's handcuffs and shackles, and asked Qingfeng to get a basin of water to wash his face.
"Prepare more food and wine to welcome my eldest nephew."
Chen Zikun was very excited and laughed loudly: "Ziming, why are you here?
Where is your father?"
"My father is no longer here."
Zhao Ziming lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs.
"Brother Dahai, he, he, he, how did he die?"
Chen Zikun was a little incoherent.
In his mind, Zhao Dahai has always existed like a brother, mature, confident, firm and enthusiastic.
Although the two have taken different paths over the years, the love of brotherhood still remains. exist forever.
In fact, there is no need for Zhao Ziming to answer.
Chen Zikun also knows what happened to Zhao Dahai's death.
How can he not get his shoes wet when he often walks by the river?
As an agent, if you go out during the day, you may not be able to come back at night.
The reality is so cruel.
"My father was beaten into an ab group by the Security Office of the Political Department of the Soviet Area and executed secretly last month.
When they started, my father said that bullets are valuable and should be saved to attack the Kuomintang.
They used hoes to dig my father's head off alive. ."
Zhao Ziming wiped away his tears and his voice was extremely low
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