Zhang Taiyan's body, covered with a five-color flag, lay quietly in the mourning hall.

Zhou Hexuan took his family to burn incense and bowed, walked up to Tang Guoli and said, "Mr. Tang, please mourn." ”

Tang Guoli showed a smile on his face and replied: "Let Mingcheng bother." ”

"If there is anything else you need help with, Mr. Tang will tell me." Zhou Hexuan said.

Tang Guoli said: "The deceased husband only has two wishes. First, he was buried in Pingshan, West Lake, Hangzhou, and was willing to be accompanied by Zhang Cangshui; The second is to drive out the Japanese and rebuild our country. If Mingcheng wants to help, then fight against Japan. ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "Follow Mr. Teachings." ”

Zhang Cangshui is Zhang Huangyan, a hero of the anti-Qing Dynasty at the end of the Ming Dynasty. Zhang Taiyan left his last words, saying that he would be buried next to Zhang Cangshui's tomb, and he had already expressed his will.

There is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the side of the mourning hall, Zhou Hexuan walked over and picked up the brush, and wrote down the elegiac couplet: the high name is Yangbeihai, and the passage is unforgettable Zhenggong Township; The will is to Nanping, and the country is not as good as Zhang Gexue.

Zhou Hexuan is very good at writing historical academic articles, but his poetic attainments are not good, so he simply copied this elegiac couplet decades later.

"The high name is Yangbeihai, and the scriptures are unforgettable Zhenggong Township." These two sentences compare Zhang Taiyan to Zheng Xuan, a celebrity, and praise Zhang Taiyan's academic influence in the Republic of China.

"The will is to Nanping, and it is not as good as Zhang Gexue to seek the country." These two sentences compare Zhang Taiyan to Zhang Cangshui, the hero of the anti-Qing Dynasty, and praise Zhang Taiyan's patriotic blood.

Tang Guoli saw the couplet and said with relief: "Mingcheng has a heart." ”

Qian Xuantong pulled Zhou Hexuan into the garden and said in a low voice: "Mingcheng, we want to apply for a state funeral for the teacher, and we also ask Mingcheng to help." ”

"How can I help?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

"Just sign the application." Qian Xuantong took out a piece of paper.

Zhou Hexuan looked at it, and saw that there were already signatures of Feng Yuxiang, Zhang Ji, Ju Zheng and others on it, he shook his head and said: "It's easy to apply for a state funeral, but it's difficult to be buried." ”

Historically, Zhang Taiyan was the sixth celebrity of the Republic of China to be given a "state funeral", and the Nanjing government also pretended to issue a "state funeral order". But the 30,000 yuan state funeral funds were not seen until the Japanese invaders hit Suzhou, and Zhang Taiyan's body lay like this for more than a year, and finally could only be hastily buried in his own garden.

It was also a Japanese military assistant who erected a tombstone for Zhang Taiyan with wood and stopped the Japanese army from digging graves and stealing treasures.

It was not until the founding of New China that under the personal interrogation of Zhou Gong, his coffin was finally moved to the edge of the West Lake to be accompanied by Zhang Cangshui in accordance with Zhang Taiyan's last wishes.

The Nanjing Nationalist Government has gone too far on this point, and the person at the "state funeral" does not even have a tombstone, isn't this a slap in the face?

There are two reasons for this situation: first, Zhang Taiyan scolded Chang Kaishen before his death, and the chairman was very unhappy; The second is that after Zhang Taiyan's death, the body was not covered with the blue sky and white sun flag, but the five-color flag.

Zhou Hexuan sighed, wrote his name on the state funeral application, and said, "It's better to be buried as soon as possible, don't wait for any state funeral." ”

Qian Xuantong shook his head and said: "The contribution of the teacher's life should be given a state funeral!" ”

Zhou Hexuan didn't say anything more, and left silently with his wife and children.

Back at the hotel, Zhou Hexuan began to write articles, one scolding Song Zheyuan and the other scolding Hu Shi.

The inn is a traditional inn with guest rooms upstairs and a restaurant downstairs.

In the evening, the family sat at two tables.

Zhou Hexuan looked at the table full of food and had no appetite, and felt panicked in his heart, not only because of the current situation, but also because of what happened to Zhang Taiyan.

Suddenly, the desolate and mournful erhu sound came, which whined and made people cry.

When Zhou Hexuan heard this familiar tune, he looked up in surprise and looked around the store.

I saw a middle-aged couple sitting not far from the door. The woman was ragged and held a small bamboo pole in her hand; The man was blind, dressed in a long shirt and carrying a pipa on his back, and sat on a bench playing the erhu.

Two springs reflect the moon!

The sound of the song is like crying and complaining, which makes people's hearts and intestines broken.

One diner was impatient enough to slam the table and say, "What a pull!" Cry and mourn! ”

The blind man immediately stopped and said, "If the guest doesn't like it, then change it to a majestic one." ”

"Change, change!" The diners shouted.

The blind man handed the erhu to the woman, took off the lute on his back, and sang passionately: "Arise, you who do not want to be slaves! Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall! The Chinese nation has arrived, and at the most dangerous time, everyone is forced to let out the last roar......"

Zhou Hexuan was dumbfounded when he heard this, this blind man actually played the pipa with the taste of a classical guitar, and coupled with the knocking of the panel with his hands, he made a band effect by himself.

It turned out that the blind man Ah Bing could not only play erhu.

"Good!"

After singing a "March of the Volunteers", the audience applauded.

The woman immediately got up and held a bamboo basket and begged for money. The diners who were still cheering just now concentrated on eating one by one, and only two of them threw out a few copper plates.

Zhou Hexuan put a 1 yuan fiat currency into the bamboo basket and said, "I want to listen to the previous song." ”

"Thank you, sir!"

The woman bowed again and again, returned to the blind man, and whispered, "The guest gave a dollar." ”

The blind man immediately picked up the erhu and played it in a sloppy manner. No one said anything this time, Zhou Hexuan spent money on songs, and whoever dared to oppose it would be provoking trouble.

In the introduction and the first phrase, the music is as desolate as water, seducing people to mourn. When I reach the second phrase, I suddenly break the calm and become slightly excited, as if I am emitting infinite emotion. Until the third phrase, the melody is just and soft, like experiencing strong bamboo in the wind and cold plum in the snow.

bitterness, bitterness, desolation, pride, tenacity...... All kinds of feelings are expressed in the sound of music.

Listening to the music, Zhou Hexuan seemed to see China that had endured hardships and stood firm.

I listened to "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" in my last life, why didn't I feel this way?

When the song ended, Zhou Hexuan walked over, put a 10 yuan fiat currency into the woman's bamboo basket, and asked, "What is the song called?" ”

The blind man replied: "Huizhou Erquan". ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "I think "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" is more appropriate. ”

The blind man pondered for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared on his weather-beaten face: "Good name." ”

"What's your name?" Zhou Hexuan asked again.

The blind man said, "Everyone else calls me Ah Bing." ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "I want to hire you to sing music for a long time, 1 yuan a day, are you willing?" ”

The blind man's hand trembled slightly: "It's good to eat some." ”

"Alright, you can go ahead." Zhou Hexuan said.

The blind man replaced the erhu with a pipa and said with a smile: "Then let's have a paragraph of "The Heroic War of Resistance of the Nineteenth Route Army", which I made up randomly, please listen to it." ”

The sound of the pipa resounded through the wine shop, and a loud singing voice came from the throat of the blind man: "Shanghai is here, China is humming!" Peller a few, foreign lynx. You also come to rob, and he will share the ...... The guest, on the contrary, bullied the host. Shoot the people, and don't resist their lives. Authority to take ree, the palm of his hand. It is not a matter of justice, but it is called civilized...... On the side of the Huangpu River, the 19th Route Army, the broadsword queue, killed the enemy. The invasion of the enemy is terrified. The sword flashed, there was no way to escape, and the head fell to the ground, like a cut melon vine...... The whole country swears to be the backing. Patriotic compatriots, work together. We will drive the enemy out of the country! ”

"Well sung!" Diners applauded and chanted.

The blind man also knew that the whole country would work together to drive the enemy out of the country.

How can our gentlemen not see?