[Old Nine Gates] The concubine is polite

"Buddha, Shangfeng sent a telegram, and will dispatch an intelligence agent to Changsha to assist in the work." The arrival of Adjutant Zhang interrupted Li Yan and Qi Ba's playfulness.

"Who?"

"It is said that the surname is Lu."

"It's Lu Jianxun." Zhang Qishan frowned.

Seeing that Zhang Qishan's expression was not right, Li Yan approached Zhang Qishan and asked, "Buddha, do you know him? Is there something wrong with this person?"

Zhang Qishan patted Li Yan's arm, pulled him away and said, "I'll go meet him."

The adjutant who was worried about Zhang Foye's unhealed body immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Foye, what are you going to do, just tell me to do it."

"This person is not as simple as you imagined, you will know him when you see him." Zhang Qishan patted Adjutant Zhang on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the bedroom.

Li Yan staggered and followed Zhang Qishan, who had changed into his military uniform, all the way to the front hall to hide from the side to peek, and thought to himself: "If you don't let me come out to meet guests, can I not peep? Hehe, I don't know this Lu Jianxun What do they look like? All the men who come out of the old nine sects are pretty good. Especially my Buddha, look, a set of military uniforms from the warlord period is unusual for my Buddha. Look at the tunic jacket, Breeches and leather boots are said to be made of 97 military uniform dress fabrics, which have both style and warmth, so I have to steal them to wear when I have time."

"Brother Qishan, I haven't seen you for a few days, you don't look very good." Lu Jianxun shook hands with Zhang Qishan with a smile on his face as soon as he entered the door, but the words he said did not match the smile on his face.

Li Yan, who was hiding next door and listened against the wall, gritted his teeth: "Nonsense, I can cook nourishingly for the Buddha to nourish his body. I'm almost getting fat. What kind of eyes are there."

"Long time no see, I plan to ask someone to pick you up." Zhang Foye replied politely.

"No need, I heard that Changsha has not been very peaceful recently, and you are already carrying a heavy burden, so don't bother to worry about the younger brother's affairs."

"Sit down." Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two should have gone to the sofa.

"Come here, serve tea!" Buddha commanded loudly.

Li Yan immediately gestured to the servant who was standing by and told him to make tea.

"Brother Qishan, you're welcome, please."

"I don't know if Brother Lu came here this time, did Shangfeng have any instructions?"

"Nowadays, the current situation is unstable and people's hearts are fluctuating, and Changsha's governance work is complicated. Shangfeng sent me to assist you and make complete preparations."

Hearing Lu Jianxun's malicious voice, Li Yan turned to look at Adjutant Zhang who was about to enter the door to deliver documents, and secretly gave him a thumbs up: "Good job!"

"Report! Sir, the approval document has arrived." Adjutant Zhang saluted.

"Can't you see that there are guests here?" Zhang Qishan asked pretending to be angry.

"Brother Qishan, you are busy with business, so I can't disturb you." Lu Jianxun was very sensitive and winked.

"Wait a minute, the tea hasn't been served yet, let's leave after drinking the tea." Master Zhang Dafo said to keep the guests.

"You and my brother, drink tea and drink, the future will be long, brother Qishan, then, I will take my leave first."

As soon as Li Yan heard the two of them saying take care of each other, she guessed that the surname Lu was going out, so she quickly poked her head around and saw the back of Lu Jianxun walking out.

"Buddha, why does Commander Lu call you brothers and sisters?" the silly adjutant asked strangely.

"This is exactly the style of this person. He is not what he looks like. He has always disagreed with me in his political views. To deal with this kind of person, we can only deal with him in the same way." Zhang Qishan said to the adjutant, Turning his head to look at Li Yan who walked in, he continued: "In the future, you should be more careful when you see this kind of person."

Seeing the two nodding together, they looked at the approval document held by Adjutant Zhang and asked, "Is this for me?"

"Yes." The adjutant nodded and handed the document to Zhang Qishan.

"Okay." Zhang Qishan held the file bag and was about to go to the study to deal with the documents.

"You just left like this? That person obviously came with bad intentions." Li Yan grabbed Zhang Qishan's arm and said aggrievedly.

"Soldiers come to cover the water and soil, don't worry." Zhang Qishan stopped and looked at Li Yan patiently.

Li Yan wanted to tell Zhang Qishan the result of his diagnosis and treatment for Mrs. Hong yesterday, but he was worried that it would add a burden to Buddha.Just as Lu Jianxun said, Zhang Qishan is now burdened with a heavy burden, for the governance of Changsha City, for the Japanese who are constantly harassing, for worrying about his brother's family affairs, and even more so that the Japanese flock to him for not knowing what is buried under the mine. Worrying day and night looking for a solution.

"I'm fine. I just don't want you to be too tired. After all, your body has just recovered." Li Yan slowly let go of Zhang Qishan's hand, let it go and clenched it secretly, and said with a smile on his face: "When you are busy, you have time to think about it." I'll be worried about you too." After speaking, her face burned instantly, so shy.

Seeing Li Yan's embarrassing words, Zhang Qishan was also a little at a loss. After being married for many years, Li Yan seldom cared about his own affairs. Interrupted a few words, but they all stopped.Recently, Zhang Qishan didn't feel Li Yan's sudden concern and closeness, but he just didn't know how to respond, because after years of getting along, the two lived more like relatives than lovers.

"Ahem, I, that, I will pay attention to rest." Zhang Qishan left this sentence uncomfortably, and hurried out of the living room.

"Hey." Li Yan covered her face and smiled, spread her arms and twirled around cheering, "Why is my Buddha so cute?"

The mansion of the headquarters of the Changsha City Military Region——

"Zhang Qishan is really comfortable being a defense officer! He wants soldiers and soldiers and money and money." Lu Jianxun sat on the sofa, the more he thought about it, the more he felt unbalanced.

"Sir, you don't need to worry too much. He won't be comfortable for a few days." The adjutant comforted him.

"Send someone to watch him! Report to me immediately if there is any situation."

"Yes! Sir. But if he finds out about this, Shangfeng may not be able to explain it." The adjutant was worried.

"As long as you have a handle, there is nothing difficult to explain, go."

"Yes!" The adjutant took the order and left.

Somewhere in Changsha City——

"Madam, where are we going?" Erya got out of the car beside Li Yan, and glanced at the red brick clear water wall building with "Xiangya Hospital" written in front of her.

"Last night, I dreamed about the documents I read at some time before. The two American writers Gu Ren and his wife who once wrote "Changsha Changsha Notes Written by Foreigners" are now in the three-story ward building in front of them. and ancillary buildings as chief of surgery.”

"But ma'am, why are we looking for the chief of surgery?" Erya looked at the dazed wife in puzzlement.

Li Yan looked at the outpatient building of Xiangya Hospital for a long time before saying: "If I remember correctly, Gu Ren and his wife arrived in Changsha in 1923. From 1923 to 1927, Gu Ren served as a teacher of Xiangya Medical College, and then returned to the United States. 1931 From 1941 to [-], I came to Changsha again and served as the director of surgery at Xiangya Hospital. And I came this time, hoping to get in touch with American hospitals through them, to see if I could bring a ray of life to Mrs. Hong.”

The outpatient building (also known as the sick building), the small auditorium, the foreign teacher building, the office building, the bacteriology building and the old library, which were built in the period of the Republic of China (1917-1949), are all brick-concrete structures and uniform. Red brick dry wall.This building, which is very similar to a hospital in the 21st century, makes Li Yan feel familiar and depressing.Li Yan walked into the outpatient clinic building and stopped suddenly, turned around and told a guard: "Go and find out if there is a doctor named Gu Ren here?"

"Yes!" The guard turned and walked towards the information desk.

"Don't use a pseudonym, otherwise it will be miserable." Li Yan paced back and forth anxiously in the outpatient hall.

After a while, the guard came back to report: "Madam, there is a doctor with this name in this hospital, but I heard that he has recently gone out to other hospitals for technical exchanges."

Li Yan's heart twisted, and he asked, "What a coincidence? Did you say when you'll be back? Which hospital did you go to?"

The guard shook his head: "The nurse said she didn't know, these doctors are usually not sure when they go out."

Li Yan bit her lip, her eyes darkened, and she looked at the consultation office with regret: "Go, leave them a contact information of our house, if this doctor comes back, please contact me at any time."

"Yes!" The guards took the order and left.

"Go back." Li Yan sighed, turned and walked outside.

The car was driving halfway, it was evening at this time, and outside the half-closed window was a bustling and lively scene of people's livelihood, Li Yan couldn't help but stop the car, took the Leica camera he carried with him, got out of the car and walked all the way to the side of the street to face Pedestrians who came and went took photos of the life of the people in the Republic of China.

"Changsha Written by Foreigners" is divided into three chapters: the investigation report, the historical facsimile and the long story of the world, and contains the translations of Changsha written by more than 30 foreigners.

"Changsha looks to be one of the best cities in China, free of the usual smelly, dimly lit sights of narrow alleys. The houses are beautiful and orderly, and the inhabitants are alert, healthy and energetic. From coolies to philosophers, All classes are self-respecting and self-respecting; as long as they are not infected with the foreign vices of opium and whiskey, the people of Changsha will be a backbone force of the Qing Empire." In the Changsha report of "Eighteen Provincial Capitals of China", Gallo wrote with a pen I created my own "Changsha Impression".Gallo wrote: At present, the Changsha city wall is about ten miles long on the side facing the river and on the east side, and about five miles long on the north and south sides.Of the two north gates, only the west gate is open; among the west gates facing the river, three gates are open and one is closed; there is only one gate on the south; and two gates on the east.

But now I am personally experiencing this city recorded in the history of the Republic of China, with its orderly layout and bustling and energetic street pedestrians. How lucky I am to be able to see with my own eyes the era when my ancestors lived in the past.

"Is that the Pork Hotel?" Li Yan pointed to a building with a hotel sign and asked the bodyguard who got off the car.

The guard followed Li Yan's instructions and looked there: "Yes, ma'am."

"Go and help me buy some special snacks in Changsha City. Buy a little of everything. Go." Li Yan sent a guard away.

"Yes!" The guard immediately turned and ran to the right street.

I remember that there is an interesting description in the memoir of "The Way of Origin": "The strangest custom in Changsha is the pork hotel. On the Ersan Road along the river, above the entrances of some buildings, you can see some very colorful signs. Among these hotels that make people feel at home, I noticed that there are 'Yong'an Pig Hotel', 'Yongle Pig Hotel', and 'Jiuyue Tianzhu Hotel'." Between the lines, He Ed's excitement and curiosity about Changsha are overflowing.

Ed He wrote: Farmers send their pigs to the city to sell, and they usually arrive in the late afternoon.Hogs are sold in the morning, so the pigs must be kept safe and sound until the next day.That's why there are so many pig hotels.Hogs eat continuously until they are slaughtered the next morning.Surprisingly, these hotels are well maintained and have concrete floors.These floors are drier than the farm houses on which the hog sellers live.

The city of Changsha has a good side but also a dangerous side. For example, the rain in Changsha is heavy and falls obliquely. During the Republic of China, it was normal for half of the city to be flooded.As long as there is heavy rain in the upper reaches of the Xiangjiang River for two consecutive days, many houses will definitely be flooded.The government mobilized the people living along the Xiangjiang River to take shelter in the direction of Shangmayuanling and Wujialing in the east, but there were still many young people standing on the second floor of their houses to watch the scene of the torrent ravaging Changsha.Whenever the flood recedes, the guys from the same street will go fishing in the fields on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River, and sometimes they can catch several catties of fish at a time.

"In December 1930, Changsha City began to dredge the old Yugou, and renamed it Gonggou, called Changsha Badagonggou." Confluence flows westward into the Xiangjiang River.

This is a lively and interesting city, but the reason why I fell in love with this city is not because of its beauty and fun, but because in this city, there is my lover, his name is Zhang Qishan, known as Zhang Dafoye .He loves this city deeply, and I love him deeply.