□Pang Chun Jie Chapter 7 The night before, "Not seeking temporary glory, but striving for everlasting reputation." Wang Lincoln prepared for five days. He took his daughter, son-in-law, and several confidants on horseback to Shuangsi Village and entered Zhang Pingqing's barracks.

□ Pangchunjie

Chapter 7 The Night Before

"Not seeking temporary glory, but striving for eternal reputation"

Wang Lincoln prepared for five days. He took his daughter, son-in-law and several confidants on horseback to Shuangsi Village and entered Zhang Pingqing's barracks. It rained heavily on a dry day and the dirt road was muddy, but Wang Lincoln was still happy.

Li Ziyu used a mule cart to pull five jars of wine for her brother-in-law Wang Lincoln, which was five years old on Tian Yu's pot. I also went to Lao Yang's Fu Fengtai to pack ten boxes of snacks as a meeting gift for Zhang Pingqing.

What my grandfather brought to Wang Lincoln was a can of tangerine peel that my sixth grandfather bought in Xinhui, Guangdong, and donkey hide gelatin from Dongchang Mansion. My grandfather knew that Zhang Pingqing was a filial son. Every year on his mother’s birthday, he would buy good donkey-hide gelatin to please the old lady. One night, in the camp, Zhang Pingqing recited a letter written by Zhu Xi to his mother in front of my grandfather: "As a loving mother, she should put a calm mind first. Eat small meals frequently and eat fruits and vegetables at the right time. Donkey-hide gelatin and salvia miltiorrhiza are good at the right time. To support him. May Geng continue his life, and pray for his son." Old man Zhili sent two poems, one of which was "Drinking in the Guesthouse": "The road is poor and the world is narrow, and the old man is worried about the past and the present, and how many heroes shed tears. Everything flows from the bottom of the pen." Another poem is "Expression of Feelings": "I don't seek temporary glory, but strive for eternal reputation. Yan Zhenqing The charm of "My Nephew's Manuscript" is upright but not rigid, grassy but not wanton, smooth but dignified, vigorous but agile. My grandfather said to the old man Zhili: "Your calligraphy reminds me of Mi Fu 's words about Yan Zhenqing, 'Like Xiang Yu hanging armor, Fan Kuai rows are sudden, a hard crossbow is about to be drawn, and an iron pillar is standing upright, Mao Ran is indispensable. That's a shame.'" Old Man Zhili laughed and said, "Mr. Gongye made fun of me." He turned around and rolled it up and gave it to Wang Lincoln: "That's half a piece of scholar's favor paper." As soon as the words came out, he quickly covered his mouth and faced . Niu Er Xiucai handed over his hand, "I'm speechless, disrespectful." Niu Er Xiucai smiled and tucked Niu Lanzhi Niang's fried silkworm chrysalis into the corner of the mule cart. When he was about to leave, Li Ziyu took out the coir raincoat that he had beaten with grass from the Wuhe River. The coir raincoat was so fine that it just covered the wine jar.

My uncle Niu Lanzhu shouted that he wanted to go too, but Wang Lincoln persuaded him to stop and said he would wait and see. According to Old Man Zhili, Wang Lincoln and Zhang Pingqing were two hot-tempered horses tied to a stone trough to eat grass. It was inevitable that your ears would hit my nose and my front hooves would step on your back. Hooves, bump bump. The details are difficult to describe in detail. Let’s not press the table for now.

Niu Lanzhi helped her mother raise silkworms at home during the day, and at night she and her classmates listened to her father's lectures in the tunnel of her father's night school. Her father has many books, including newspapers from Shanghai and magazines from Peking . Sometimes they girls practice bandaging with Anne, a woman from the German church. Anne is Chinese, with a foreign name, her head is crossed, and she walks like a trot. She has been in the German church for seven or eight years. The male students practiced aiming and assassination. The scarecrow hid in the tunnel during the day and moved out at night.

In the first part of "The Story of Zhi Zhen", I wrote that the meeting between Niu Erxiucai and my seventh grandfather Gongye Xiangshu gave him a spiritual channel leading to the anti-Japanese war. Niu Erxiucai has the stubbornness of Zhizhen people, and he actually dug a secret passage from Zhidong Village to Zhizhen. The tunnel was eight miles long, with three wellheads in the middle. It took Xiucai Niu Er and his young men to dig for three months until they dug it all the way to the bottom of the church in Zhi Town. Annie always went through the tunnel when she came to Chidong Village.

Lei ZhenTeacher later recalled that Quqiu County Party Committee Secretary Chen Ke could have escaped from the tunnel, but he did not do that. It was around three o'clock in the afternoon on the tenth day of the eighth month of the Yiyou year of the lunar calendar. Sun Songgen and his men took action.

Chen Ke was talking in the church with Liu Ming, the director of the Organization Department, and Wu Jingquan, the chief of staff of the Tenth Regiment, when he suddenly heard footsteps. When they looked back, Sun Songgen and his men suddenly broke in. The incident happened suddenly. Before he could say anything, Chen Ke took a few steps back and walked to the statue of the Virgin. The palms of his hands were pressed against the corners of the statue, and his body was pressed against the top of the statue. He calmly winked at Anne who came to deliver water. Anne hugged her. Holding the thermos bottle, I was petrified.

Chen Ke turned around and strode out. The two gang leaders followed him out with guns in hand.

When they were no longer visible, Annie, who was still in shock, searched around the house. She tried to stand where Chen Ke was standing. She looked forward and saw a swallow's nest in front of her. She looked to the left and saw a kerosene lamp hanging on the left. She looked to the right and saw a schoolbag on the right. The schoolbag was empty.

Anne's back was pressed against the statue of the Virgin, and she suddenly understood. She slowly opened the statue, revealing a few bricks without plaster. She pulled out the brick, revealing a dark hole. She lit the hooded lamp, groped her way down, ran along the tunnel to Zhidong Village, and told the story to Niu Er Xiucai, and the organization learned about Chen Ke's arrest.

This is all a thing for another time. Chen Ke’s son Zhu Erlai told me that when the Zhizhen Martyrs Tower was completed, he and his mother went to Zhizhen to attend the inauguration ceremony. He remembered that it rained that day and no one held an umbrella or wore a reed hat. Everyone stood in the rain, and the wind and rain made the wreaths wet and messed up. The four pine trees that had just been planted around the tower were all blown away by the wind. After the ceremony, his mother led him to the church. The image of the Madonna was replaced with a plum blossom painting by Old Man Zhili. The painting was rolled up to reveal the tunnel. Zhu Erlai even got into the tunnel and ran for a while. He imagined countless times what would happen to his father for the rest of his life if he ran away from here? The round pebble that Zhu Erlai picked up from the entrance of the tunnel has been polished until it shines in his hands.

Chen Ke definitely didn’t know about what I’m describing now about Wang Lincoln going to Zhang Pingqing’s place. He was still in Yimeng Mountain at that time. Five years later, Chen Ke came to Zhizhen.

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