The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

May 2, the weekend.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has been serialized to the point where Guo Jing worships Hong Qigong as his teacher, and the powerful Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon has made readers hooked. At the same time, the experience of Jin Yong, the author of the novel, being forcibly invited by Marshal Chu to be a foreign language secretary also slowly spread in Tianjin, becoming an absurd and interesting story that people like to talk about.

These days, Zhou Hexuan occasionally goes to work in the Supervisory Office. However, his identity was not a government official, but Chu Yupu's adjutant secretary, and he was awarded the rank of warrant officer of Lao Shizi (a foreign officer with bare shoulder badges).

Most of the time, Zhou Hexuan still stayed in the Marshal's Mansion to write novels, and Chu Yupu would let people read and listen to them when he was interested.

Two recording secretaries were also invited, one named Xue Huairen and the other named Meng Zhang. They used to be newspaper editors. Recently, several newspaper offices in Tianjin have been shut down. These people are worried that they have no way to make money.

Every day Zhou Hexuan made a pot of hot tea, smoked a cigarette and dictated the novel, and the two secretaries took turns taking notes. It costs 30 cents per thousand words, and at least 30,000 words must be written a day. Evenly divided into their hands, they still have a daily salary of 4.5 yuan, which is considered a very high income.

"The two were sitting down and chatting when they suddenly heard rustling in the grass in the distance. Zhou Botong exclaimed: There is a snake!" Zhou Hexuan took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and continued, "After finishing the sentence, there is a different sound. When the fight started, it seemed that the group of snakes was so large. Zhou Botong's face changed drastically, and he ran back into the cave. Although his martial arts had reached the peak of perfection, but when he heard the sound of swimming snakes and insects, he was frightened out of his wits... "

"Mr. Zhou, slow down! I can't copy it." Xue Huairen said hurriedly.

Zhou Hexuan had no choice but to slow down his speech, narrated for a while and said: "Okay, let's stop here today. I have to go out in the afternoon, so you don't need to use it."

The two secretaries hurriedly stood up and said goodbye with a very respectful attitude. First, it was because of Zhou Hexuan's status as a commander-in-chief, and second, Zhou Hexuan's literary talent really made them admire.

When eating at noon, Zhou Hexuan found that Chu Nanxiang, Master Shen, Zhang Wukui and others were not there, and only the herald Jia He and the housekeeper Wang Dafu were at the dinner table. He couldn't help asking: "I don't have to work this weekend, and the commander-in-chief is not at home?"

Jia He is the second aunt's cousin, and apart from knowing a few words, he has no real skills. He said: "I went out early in the morning, as if some school was opened and listed."

The school Jia He talked about was an elementary school. In order to curry favor with Chu Yupu, Du Xiaoshan, a local "great benevolent man", not only actively raised military expenses for him, but also changed the name of a small school in Tianjin to Yunshan Primary School (Chu Yupu's word Yunshan).

This flattery was really loud, no wonder Marshal Chu sworn brothers with Du Xiaoshan.

After lunch, Zhou Hexuan threw down his job and was ready to go out. Today, the wife of the French consul is going to hold a salon, and he received the invitation very early.

Just as Zhou Hexuan called Li Shuanzhu, the second concubine, the third concubine, and the fourth concubine also went downstairs, followed by a group of servants, who seemed to be going to a department store in the concession area together.

The second aunt said in a strange way: "Since the vixen lived in this house, I can smell the smell everywhere I go. I don't want to stay there for a moment."

"Isn't it? Then the vixen can still please people, and make the commander dazzled." The third aunt sneered.

The object of these two women's insinuation and ridicule was naturally Chu Yupu's fifth concubine Tai Xiaoqing who had just married back home, so it's normal to be jealous.

The fourth aunt was a college student at any rate, she persuaded: "Second sister, third sister, please don't say a few words, the commander will definitely not be happy to hear it."

Second Aunt Tai sneered and said: "Tch, my mother has been with the commander-in-chief for more than ten years, would she be afraid of that little rascal? I have to give her some color some other day, and let her know who has the final say in this family!"

The third aunt leaned over and muttered in a low voice, as if discussing a plan, and soon laughed with the second aunt.

Zhou Hexuan had already walked into the yard. He looked back and saw Fifth Aunt Tai Xiaoqing hiding behind the upstairs window, secretly watching the situation below. The two looked at each other across the air, Zhou Hexuan was fine, but Fifth Aunt blushed and closed the curtains.

"Jingle Bell!"

Zhou Hexuan rang the bicycle bell, and the iron gate of the Marshal's Mansion opened immediately. Li Shuanzhu chased after him and shouted: "Mr. Zhou, ride slowly, I can't catch up!"

"Sit in the back, I'll give you a ride." Zhou Hexuan stopped on the side of the road, and Li Shuanzhu immediately sped up and jumped into the back seat.

This bicycle is a property of the Marshal's Mansion, and no one in the mansion knows how to ride it. Zhou Hexuan has the mentality of recycling waste, and this bicycle has become his exclusive car.

As for the watch that was pawned when he just crossed, he had redeemed it long ago. The shopkeeper of the pawn shop saw that he was followed by a big soldier, and he didn't even dare to collect the interest of the pawn, so he returned the original price in fear.

The architecture of the Tianjin Concession belongs to the style of all countries, which Zhou Hexuan has experienced in later generations. It's a pity that although the scenery is beautiful, it does not belong to the Chinese. This is the world of foreign devils.

Li Shuanzhu hugged Zhou Hexuan's waist in great fear. He always felt that the two-wheeled car was unreliable and seemed to fall down at any time. After riding for a while, he relaxed, and asked curiously: "Mr. Zhou, what is the foreigner's killing dragon? Where can I find a dragon to kill?"

"Hahaha," Zhou Hexuan was amused by him, and Science said, "Salon is the French word for SaLon. The ladies and ladies in Paris often turn their living rooms into a social place, inviting dramatists, novelists, poets, musicians, Painters, politicians... everyone chatted freely while drinking tea and listening to music."

"Isn't it just talking about killing dragons?" Li Shuanzhu sarcastically said, "Foreign women just don't obey women's morals. They invite so many men to their homes in broad daylight. Maybe they want to do something. Woolen cloth."

Zhou Hexuan laughed and said, "Your words are very insightful."

Li Shuanzhu was very receptive to this compliment, and said without shame: "That's right, the commander often praises me for being smart."

The two talked nonsense all the way, and soon came to the official residence of the French consul. Before they could get in, they saw a car coming from the opposite direction. Pu Yi in a suit and leather shoes showed up first, followed by Wan Rong in a pleated skirt getting out of the car.

Puyi walked several steps in a row, then suddenly remembered something, stopped and waited with his left hand on his waist.

Wanrong hurried to catch up, helped her black gauze and lace lady hat, put one hand in Pu Yi's arm, and the other hand held the skirt, and the two instantly turned into a loving couple.

Hehe, the emperor and queen are here too.

Puyi turned her head to look at Zhou Hexuan, she seemed to have no impression of such a small person like him. And Li Shuanzhu was also wearing casual clothes today, and he only went out with a pistol. Pu Yi didn't even know that they belonged to Marshal Chu.