The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China - Chapter 1027

  Historically, Xiao Hong died in early 1942. She died of a misdiagnosis by a quack doctor and misdiagnosed her throat. Before she left, Duanmu Hongliang and Luo Binji stayed by her side, and wrote her last words: “I will stay with the blue sky and clear water forever, and leave the half of “Red Mansion” for others to write. …to be treated coldly for half my life, to die first, unwilling, unwilling!”

   But this time and space are different. When Xiao Hong and Duanmu Hongliang left, Zhou Hexuan gave them a business card.

  Because she took Zhou Hexuan’s business card to ask the Hong Kong police chief for help, Xiao Hong was not coldly treated at Queen Mary Hospital, and she would not encounter a quack doctor because of her transfer. But with the fall of Hong Kong, the Queen Mary Hospital was taken over by the Japanese army, and Xiao Hong could only be transferred to the temporary hospital of the Red Cross.

  Xiao Hong was suffering from tuberculosis. The temporary hospital could not treat her, so she had to prescribe some common medicines to hold her back.

   Duanmu Hongliang, Luo Binji, and Xiao Hong immediately came to Guilin. Seeing that Xiao Hong’s condition seemed to be improving, Luo Binji went to Chongqing to look for a party organization, and was recruited by Ba Jin to be an editor in the “Fei Attack” magazine. Just half a month ago, Xiao Hong’s tuberculosis attacked again. There was a shortage of doctors and medicines in Guilin, and she died, only 11 months longer than in history.

  After burying his beloved wife, Duanmu Hongliang went to Chongqing, just in time for the last issue of Fei Gong magazine.

  Chaotianmen Pier.

   Duanmu Hongliang went up the stairs. He wanted to go to the main city to take a bus, and then walk from the Shangqing Temple to the teacher Zhou Hexuan’s house. While waiting for the bus, I suddenly saw a group of students rushing to the roadside bookstore, shouting, “Boss, is there any “Fei Gong”?”

   “The last two, hurry up if you want to buy them. If you slow down, this magazine will be blocked.” The bookstore owner said.

   “Give me, give me!”

   “Don’t rob, let’s pool the money to buy them together. The magazines are bought by everyone.”

  “…”

   Duanmu Hongliang was very curious, walked into the bookstore and asked the owner: “Why is “Fei Gong” so good and so good?”

   “Because of Mr. Zhou’s novel,” a student said.

   Duanmu Hongliang was about to ask again, when suddenly another middle-aged man ran into the store: “Boss, is there any “Fei Gong”?”

   “No, just sold out.” The boss said.

   The middle-aged man said in dismay: “Unfortunately, I have gone to three bookstores.”

   “Can I borrow your magazines to read? Just read.” Duanmu Hongliang said.

  The students hesitated to hand Duanmu Hongliang a copy of Fei Gong, and then surrounded him, as if they were afraid that Duanmu Hongliang would **** the magazine and run away. These students had obviously read the novel, and stood in the bookstore and whispered:

   “You said, is it possible that “Fei Gong” will not be suspended?”

   “It’s impossible. Mr. Zhou can guess the result. Didn’t you see that the number of pages in this issue of “Fei Gong” was twice as thick? He serialized the novel in one go, so he was ready for the magazine to be suspended.”

   “It’s no wonder that it wasn’t suspended. “Renshi” was written so terrifyingly that I’m panicking right now.”

“I think so. The human market in the novel has two meanings. One is the market that sells human flesh, and the other is a metaphor for the national government. Law-abiding people can only starve to death, but after the human market turns into a man-eating demon, Living freely is like the people who are oppressed and exploited, and when you enter the government, you can be a cannibal bureaucracy. The prosperity and kindness of the city is like the majesty and justice of the national government, where you can’t see disasters and sufferings, only drunken life, dreaming and dying every night. .”

   “Yeah, why didn’t I think of that?”

   “I think, renshi homonym to the world, generally refers to this absurd world full of sins. Everyone who comes to the world must give up self in order to survive, and become what he once hated.”

   “No no no, your understanding is too far-fetched, and it is more appropriate to imply the National Government.”

   “Mr. Zhou is indeed a great writer. His novels are full of metaphors and must be read repeatedly to truly understand.”

   “This is even more dangerous. The more you talk, the more evil you are. It seems that “Fei Gong” will be 100% suspended.”

  “…”

   Yunxiu Building.

   Zhang Daofan, who was in charge of the review of literary and artistic works during the Anti-Japanese War, hurried to see Chang Kaishen with a magazine. If someone else wrote such a novel, he would probably be arrested, but international celebrities like Zhou Hexuan must be treated differently.

   can’t be caught, Zhou Hexuan is caught, let alone domestic public opinion, even the British and American governments have to speak up.

After waiting for nearly an hour, Zhang Daofan was summoned, and he immediately handed over the “Feeling Attack”: “Boss, this magazine must be blocked, otherwise the future work will be impossible. Cannibalism in “Diary of a Madman” It’s just a metaphor, Zhou Hexuan’s “The City of People” is really eating people!”

   “What trouble is Zhou Mingcheng causing this time?” Chang Kaishen frowned and started to read the novel.

After reading it for about 20 minutes, and before a quarter of the novel was read, Chang Kaishen couldn’t bear it any longer. He threw the magazine and said, “The whole article is nonsense, trying to smear the military ration purchasers! The magazine has been shut down and will never be republished. Also, all the issues of “Fei Gong” on the market will be confiscated, and there must be no magazines that are still on sale!”

   “According to the order, I will do it immediately!” Zhang Daofan left.

  Chang Kaishen suddenly stopped Zhang Daofan: “Wait a minute.”

  Zhang Daofan turned his head and asked, “What other admonitions are there in the main seat?”

Chang Kaishen said: “Remember not to let “Fei Gong” change its appearance and resume publication. In the future, all publications under Zhou Hexuan’s name will be strictly reviewed, including “Ta Kung Pao”, “Li Bao” and their supplements. If Zhou Hexuan wants to apply for new publications, books The jury will not approve it!”

   “Understood, I must keep an eye on him!” Zhang Daofan said straightly.

   After Zhang Daofan left the Yunxiu Tower, Chang Kaishen called his aide-de-camp, Ju Yiqiao, into the study and asked, “Yiqiao, you accompanied Zhou Mingcheng to England and America for a few months. What kind of person do you think he is?”

Ju Yiqiao thought about it and said: “Mr. Zhou is very knowledgeable, and foreigners are also very respectful when they meet him. He also has a great face, and he is the same as the British King, the British Prime Minister, the British Deputy Prime Minister, the US President, and the US Secretary of the Army. Good friend. Mr. Zhou is also very forthright and generous. He dared to fly the plane against the Germans when it was critical, and he was generous to our entourage. Anyway, I am very convinced of Mr. Zhou, and he has nothing to say about his character. “

   “Do you think he might have joined the Communist Party?” Chang Kaishen asked quietly.

Ju Yiqiao was startled, shook his head and said, “Probably not. Although Mr. Zhou can endure hardships, he prefers to enjoy. As far as I know, he also has two concubines in the United States, one is a big Hollywood star. , and the other is Cen Chunxuan’s granddaughter.”

   Chang Kaishen nodded subconsciously, apparently tacitly acquiescing to Ju Yiqiao’s statement. He said to himself: “This Zhou Mingcheng, I have made concessions and allocated several times of disaster relief funds, but he still insists on the disaster situation in Henan. What do you think he is doing?”

   Ju Yiqiao was silent for a few seconds, then said bravely, “Mr. Zhou is very patriotic.”

“boom!”

Chang Kaishen slammed the table and shouted: “He is patriotic, so am I not patriotic? Why did I go to great lengths to purchase military rations? I don’t move a grain of rice into my house, not for the overall situation of the War of Resistance! To win, someone must sacrifice. This is the price for a weak country to defeat a strong country! He is a world-famous expert on international issues, doesn’t he even understand this truth? I think he is standing and talking without back pain, and he is nothing if he has no responsibility on his shoulders. Dare to say anything, anyway, if the overall situation is corrupted, there is no need for him to clean it up!”

   Ju Yiqiao was so frightened that he froze like a cicada, and he immediately looked at his nose and heart, and entered the state of a sage without desires or thoughts.

Chang Kaishen vented and said to Ju Yiqiao: “You buy a set of “History of the Ming Dynasty” and send it to Zhou Mingcheng, and ask him to write me a history reading experience every month! Don’t take a step outside Zhou’s mansion for half a year, and take good care of it. Read the “History of the Ming Dynasty” for me, and see how the Ming Dynasty died in the hands of a group of Donglin parties who only play tricks!”

   “Yes, retire from my post!” Ju Yiqiao was frightened and ran away.