The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

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Cui Huifu packed her luggage swiftly, Cui Huimei said with some nostalgia, "Sister, do we really want to leave the emperor?"

"You don't want to go?" Cui Huichi turned around and asked.

Cui Huimei struggled and said: "Sister, we sisters swore before our father's spirit that we would never marry and be loyal to the Qing Dynasty. Now leaving the emperor, isn't it a violation of the oath, disloyalty, filial piety and unrighteousness? Moreover, the emperor If you don’t lose your temper, you’ll be kind to our sisters. You’ll be well-clothed and well-fed, so how can you make a living after leaving here?”

"Wanrong has already made an agreement with Mr. Zhou. I can work for Ta Kung Pao or China Broadcasting Corporation. I won't starve to death." Cui Huiluo said.

"Then what should the emperor do?" Cui Huimei said weakly, "The emperor is the Ninth Five-Year King, with the protection of the gods, he will definitely achieve great things in the future. We shouldn't just turn our backs on the emperor when he is in trouble."

Cui Huifu laughed and said, "Good sister, how can there be any gods in this world?"

Cui Huimei said: "Sister, forgot the white ape who was on hunger strike?"

After Puyi moved to Tianjin, he also maintained the royal style. In the past, many rare birds and animals were raised in the Zhang Garden.

Among them was a three-foot-tall white ape that suddenly became wild one day and bit the feeding eunuch so blood flowed profusely. Pu Yi rushed over after hearing the news, and shouted at him, "Damn it!"

This white ape was scolded by the emperor to be damned, but he really refused to eat for half a month and starved to death.

Since then, the eunuchs and maids in the mansion have respected Puyi as a god, thinking that Puyi is the real dragon emperor, and even animals can sense his divine power.

Cui Huimei was only 17 years old at the time, and she was very impressed by this, and she respected and feared Puyi from the bottom of her heart.

Hearing her sister mentioning this incident, Cui Huipo smiled and said, "Silly girl, do you really think that the white ape died of a hunger strike?"

"Could it be fake?" Cui Huimei asked in surprise.

Cui Huifu explained: "This is the emperor's mind. At that time, the emperor had just toured Tianjin, and several eunuchs and guards around him left one after another. He had to find a way to keep the people around him. The so-called emperor's power and white ape's hunger strike were nothing more than stability. It's just a trick of the human heart."

Cui Huimei said, "But that white ape really starved to death."

"There are so many ways to make an animal stop eating, just add some ingredients to the food." Cui Huifu said.

"Really... Really?" Cui Huimei couldn't believe it.

Cui Huifu said: "Little sister, you are still young. After leaving the emperor, you should marry a good family. You can't really delay for a lifetime."

"What about sister?" Cui Huimei asked.

"Me?" Cui Huifu said with a wry smile, "I'm already a 35-year-old girl, who would want it?"

Cui Huimei worried: "But what about the oath we swore?"

"If the Bodhisattva wants to blame, just blame me," Cui Huilu sighed, "Although you and my sisters are bannermen, they are only Han army banners. Our ancestors are Han people, not Manchus. There is no need to observe the loyalty of the Qing Dynasty."

"But..." Cui Huimei wanted to say more.

Cui Huifu interrupted: "That's it, pack up quickly."

Historically, Cui Huifu also chose this way, and had already left Puyi before the September 18th Incident. It's just that she and Wanrong belonged to the handkerchief and became good sisters. They couldn't stand Wanrong's persuasion, so they went to the northeast together and became the head of the House of Internal Affairs of the Puppet Manchukuo Palace.

The two sisters packed their luggage, and Cui Huifu took her younger sister to say goodbye to Puyi, knelt down and kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have been so kind to you, and I never dared to forget it. Please take good care of your Majesty when we bid farewell today!"

"You really don't think about it any more?" Puyi asked to stay. His ability in that area is not good, not because he is nostalgic for the beauty of the Cui sisters, but because he is reluctant to part with Cui Huifu, a good helper. Cui Huifu is equivalent to the chief executive of the "Imperial Palace", who manages all the affairs of Jingyuan in an orderly manner. It is hard to find such a sincere and capable person.

Before Cui Huimei could speak, Cui Huifu kowtowed again and said, "I hope Your Majesty has grace!"

"Hey," Puyi asked the eunuch to send a stack of banknotes, and said, "You take the money."

Cui Huifu didn't want to have anything to do with the Qing family anymore, she refused without even looking at the banknote, saying: "Thank you Your Majesty for the reward, but if you don't get paid for nothing, Huifu is ashamed to receive it."

"Never mind, whatever." Pu Yi waved his hand in a disinterested manner. He was kicked out of Zhang Yuan, and he was in a panic like a bereaved dog. He managed to recruit a few guards with high martial arts skills, but now the "Chief of the House of Internal Affairs" has come to resign, which is really a headache.

Puyi asked the eunuchs and guards to help the Cui sisters carry their luggage into the car, while he went to a foreigner's club to have fun. Only by playing ball could he temporarily forget his troubles.

Cui Huimei sat in the car, turned to look at Jing Yuan, and said, "Sister, what should we do in the future?"

Cui Huifu said: "Move to live in Mr. Zhou's house for a while, and when I earn money from a stable job, plus my existing savings, I will pool the money to buy a yard in Tianjin. You are still young, and you are going to marry after all. , I have to prepare the dowry for you."

Cui Huimei said: "It's so hard, why don't you go to your cousin."

Cui Huifu smiled wryly: "Whether it's a cousin or a cousin, they all count on you to be the queen. You and my sisters have angered them long ago when they left the emperor. Even if they are willing to take us in, they will probably not look good. Why come to the door Are you uncomfortable?"

Cui Huimei is not as calm as her sister, and she is extremely afraid of the future. When she was less than 17 years old, she stayed with Puyi to work and had no contact with the outside world.

"It's good to be a queen." Cui Huimei said in a low voice.

"What's so good about being a queen?" Cui Huifu said, "It's not like you don't know that our emperor has such a strong body that even if you become a queen, you can only be a widow."

Cui Huimei blushed and said, "Your Majesty... really can't?"

Cui Huifu didn't answer the conversation, and looked ahead silently. In fact, she also felt at a loss about her future life. Back then, she and Lu Bicheng were called the two talented women in the late Qing Dynasty, but now that Lu Bicheng is famous all over the world, she has become a caged bird and has long been forgotten by the world.

The rickshaw stopped in front of Sanle Hall, Wan Rong came out to greet her in person, and directed the servants to bring the two sisters' luggage inside.

Wanrong happily took Cui Huifu's hand: "Sister Huifu, you are here, and we sisters can be companions again from now on."

Cui Huimei followed behind, looking at this small western-style building all the way, and she couldn't help comparing it with Zhang Yuan and Jing Yuan. She thought: I heard that Mr. Zhou is a rich man who donates more than 100,000 yuan a year to support his study abroad, but this house is a bit too shabby, not as bright and grand as the emperor's place.

Cui Huifu, on the other hand, followed Wanrong to the living room without squinting. She couldn't help laughing at the scene she saw, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised—a university student, Mr. Zhou Hexuan, was crawling and playing with his daughter on the ground, without any celebrity image at all.

"Brother Xuan, Sister Huifu and Sister Huimei are here." Wanrong shouted.

Zhou Hexuan picked up his daughter, patted the dust off his knees and stood up, smiling calmly, "Welcome the two ladies."

The smile on Zhou Hexuan's face was very natural, as if he was not embarrassed to be seen crawling on the ground. This is completely opposite to the atmosphere on Puyi's side, one is strict and the other is casual.

Cui Huifu likes the atmosphere of the Zhou family very much. She needs to pay attention to every word she says around Puyi. After a long time, it makes people nervous, lives very unhappy, and even affects their health.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Wanrong is willing to be Zhou Hexuan's "concubine". Cui Huifu thought so.

"Mr. Zhou, excuse me," Cui Huifu said to Zhou Hexuan, "When life settles down, we sisters will move out when we find a suitable place to live."

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "You don't need to see outsiders, you are Wanrong's sisters, that is, my relatives."

Zhou Hexuan admired Cui Huilou very much. Not only was this woman well-educated and polite, but she also had a very good appearance and temperament.

Cui Huifu is about 1.65 meters tall, and she dresses very plainly, without makeup or any jewelry, and her hair is just tied behind her head. She has a good face shape, a standard oval face. It doesn't look amazing at first glance, but the more you look at it, the more interesting it is, and it belongs to the attractive type. Moreover, she has a traditional ladylike temperament on her body, and her charm is doubled in an instant, and she can be called a classical beauty.

The younger sister Cui Huimei is much more mediocre. Although she is younger, she is timid and petty. She is just an ordinary woman with good looks.

Zhang Leyi came here with a big belly after hearing the news, and said with a smile, "I'm inconvenient, I'm sorry."

Cui Huifu was still afraid that the hostess here would be difficult to deal with. Seeing Zhang Leyi's kind attitude at this moment, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and saluted, "Mrs. Zhou, our sisters are bothering you."