Wang Mintong, whose real name is Wanyan Litongji, is known as "the most beautiful Qing Dynasty princess" on the Internet in later generations.
Zhou Hexuan only knows two things about her:
First, after the establishment of the Puppet Manchukuo, because the "Emperor" Puyi was unable to have children, the Japanese wanted Puyi's brother Pujie to marry a Japanese wife so that he could give birth to a "prince" with Japanese ancestry, which would facilitate the Kwantung Army's campaign against the Puppet Manchukuo.
Pu Yi hurriedly recruited his cronies to discuss how to deal with the situation, and decided to find a Manchu wife for Pu Jie first. The final candidate was Wang Mintong.
Second, the engagement between Wang Mintong and Pu Jie was broken by the Japanese, and they lived alone until New China. At this time, Wang Mintong was almost 50 years old, and she suddenly pursued Pu Yi crazily. After Pu Yi repeatedly refused, Wang Mintong actually went to the hospital.
Issue her a "virginity certificate".
"Sister Xiaodong, who is this gentleman?" Wang Mintong looked at Zhou Hexuan curiously.
Meng Xiaodong introduced: "This is my husband Zhou Hexuan."
Wang Mintong's expression changed slightly and she frowned slightly, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with Zhou Hexuan.
On the other two rickshaws were her mother Aixinjueluo Henghui and her sister Wang Han (Wanyan Bilin).
"Shameless person. Bah!" Aixinjueluo Henghui made no secret of his disgust for Zhou Hexuan and spat at his feet.
Wang Mintong seemed to think her mother was too rude, so she quietly pulled Henghui's sleeve and said, "Mother, don't do this."
"There is nothing to say to this kind of person, let's go!" Heng Hui pulled her daughter toward the door of her house. After unlocking it, she turned back to Zhou Hexuan and said, "You kidnapped the queen and instigated the princess to divorce. You traitor should kill the nine tribes.
You will never be reincarnated forever!"
The mother and daughter of a family of three quickly disappeared into the alley, leaving Zhou Hexuan dumbfounded. In the eyes of the old and young, he had probably become a representative of rebellious officials and traitors, and the Aixinjueluo family wanted to skin him and eat him.
"Brother Xuan..." Meng Xiaodong looked very embarrassed and explained, "Their family treats people well, but their ideas are rather old-fashioned."
"It's okay." Zhou Hexuan smiled.
After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, a large number of lower-class Manchus changed quickly and happily became citizens of the Republic of China. However, the middle- and upper-class Manchus, especially the Manchu nobles, always had an inexplicable sense of superiority and still regarded themselves as nobles everywhere.
Take Wang Mintong as an example. People looked down upon the Han people at all, and even looked down upon the ordinary Manchu nobles. She was engaged twice in her life, to men both named Aixinjueluo. In her later years, she pursued Puyi crazily because Puyi wore a "
"Emperor" halo.
Zhou Hexuan held Meng Xiaodong's hand and was about to enter the yard. Wang Mintong suddenly sneaked out again and whispered: "Sister Xiaodong, my mother just said something unpleasant, don't mind."
"It's nothing." Meng Xiaodong smiled helplessly.
Wang Mintong looked at Zhou Hexuan strangely again: "Was cousin Wanrong really abducted by you?"
Zhou Hexuan said: "I did not kidnap her, she left Puyi voluntarily."
Wang Mintong stared at Zhou Hexuan for a while, and commented: "But he is also a bit extraordinary. No wonder cousin Wanrong will follow you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Heng Hui's shout suddenly came from the yard: "Girl, come back quickly!"
"Come on, come on," Wang Mintong ran back quickly and shouted softly as she closed the door, "Sister Xiaodong, I will come to you to sing some other time, don't let my mother know."
Meng Xiaodong smiled and said: "I will be in Peking on Saturdays and weekends."
"Then it's agreed." Wang Mintong quickly closed the door, and Heng Hui's scolding sounds came from the yard.
She is a very interesting girl. Apart from looking down on non-royal men when choosing a mate, she usually behaves quite normally.
Zhou Hexuan and Meng Xiaodong walked into Courtyard No. 25. As soon as they entered the door, they heard their mother-in-law Zhang Yunhe say: "My uncle is back, dinner is not ready yet, please wait a moment."
"There's no rush, you can take your time." Zhou Hexuan replied.
Brother-in-law Meng Keke was practicing Huaqiang in the yard. He danced the Huaqiang like a tiger, and rushed towards Zhou Hexuan quickly: "Brother-in-law, watch the moves!"
Zhou Hexuan quickly dodged, and Meng Ke raised his gun and stabbed Sun Yongzhen. This was his real target.
Sun Yongzhen slid forward sideways, waited for Meng Ke's move to be used, then took advantage of the situation and grabbed the spear with his arm, and easily snatched the spear away.
"It's boring, I won't play anymore!" Meng Keke said in frustration.
Sun Yongzhen waved his hand and said: "Young Master, I'll show you a few tricks."
"Look at my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, drink!" Meng Keke raised his palms and slapped the air wildly on the spot. This kid had gone crazy reading martial arts novels.
Zhou Hexuan ignored his brother-in-law and walked into the main room to play chess with his father-in-law and waited leisurely for dinner.
Nine p.m.
Zhou Hexuan was sitting in the yard, enjoying the moon out of boredom, when suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.
Sister-in-law Meng Youdong quickly ran to open the door, asked a few questions and then shouted: "Brother-in-law, Mr. Pan is looking for you!"
"Invite him in." Zhou Hexuan responded.
Not long after, Meng Youdong came to the courtyard with a young man. This man had a shaved head, wore a Chinese tunic suit, and had a vigorous and heroic temperament. He cupped his fists and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou, my name is Pan Mohua. It's so late at night.
I apologize for taking the liberty of visiting you."
"Mr. Pan, please sit down," Zhou Hexuan smiled and nodded at him, and then said to his sister-in-law, "Youdong, go make a cup of tea for Mr. Pan."
Anyone who has studied the history of modern Chinese literature should know Pan Mohua. He is a poet and a representative of the Lakeside Poetry Society. His works were highly praised by Zhu Ziqing. As for Pan Mohua’s hidden identity, he is a Red Party member and was arrested five times in his life.
He was arrested and eventually scalded to death by Kuomintang agents with boiling water. He was only 32 years old.
Of course Zhou Hexuan knew the details of Pan Mohua. He said to Meng Xiaodong: "Xiaodong, I want to talk to Mr. Pan alone."
"I'm going to help dad prepare the costumes for tomorrow's performance." Meng Xiaodong left knowingly.
When the sister-in-law brought the tea, Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "Mr. Pan, please have some tea."
"Thank you." Pan Mohua nodded and smiled.
When only the two of them were left in the yard, Zhou Hexuan asked, "What can I do for Mr. Pan?"
Pan Mohua said: "I am also a graduate of Peking University, and I have always admired Mr. Zhou's contribution to Peking University. I have read all of Mr. Zhou's works and admire them very much. I came here this time to ask a few questions."
"Please tell me." Zhou Hexuan said.
Pan Mohua asked: "In Mr. Zhou's opinion, what is the greatest value of literary works?"
"Literary works have nothing more than artistic value and social value." Zhou Hexuan said.
"Mr. Zhou," Pan Mohua deliberately flattered, ""The Goddess" has both artistic value and social value, and is worthy of being a great work that won the Goncourt Literary Prize. When I first read "The Goddess", I was attracted by the richness of this novel.
Impressed by the profound thoughts, it is a ruthless exposure of decadent ideas and feudal society, and it can awaken countless sleeping citizens."
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Thank you."
Pan Mohua added: "The New Culture Movement has ended with the Northern Expedition. The current Chinese literary world is ideologically confused, all horses are silent, and lifeless. I think a new literary movement should be launched to correct and lead the creation of writers so that literature can benefit the country.
, beneficial to the nation.”
Here it comes, here it comes... Zhou Hexuan thought with a headache that he had already guessed Pan Mohua's intention.
Sure enough, Pan Mohua continued: "More than two months ago, a large number of progressive people established the Left-wing Writers Alliance in Shanghai. Scholars such as Lu Xun, Ambiguity, Guo Moruo, and Tian Han have all joined. Mr. Zhou is a leader in the Chinese literary world, why not join us together?
Xiang Shengju?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested in this organization." Zhou Hexuan refused directly.
Leftist League, it’s too dangerous!
The Left-wing Writers' Alliance is a group directly under the Central Propaganda Department of the Red Party. It ran through the Chinese literary world in the 1930s, and was also brutally suppressed by the Kuomintang. Next year, writers such as Rou Shi and Hu Yepin will be suppressed by the Kuomintang.
He was secretly arrested and killed, and became known as the "Five Martyrs of the Left Alliance".
At first, the Left Federation was planning to invite Lu Xun to be its chairman, but Lu Xun felt it was too dangerous and refused. However, after repeated reflections, Lu Xun ignored his personal safety and agreed to attend the founding conference of the Left Federation and deliver a speech. He also served as a member of the Executive Committee of the Left Federation.
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As for Pan Mohua, he was one of the main organizers of the Northern Left Alliance and was actively working to establish the Peiping branch of the Left Alliance at this time.
Hearing Zhou Hexuan's refusal to join, Pan Mohua seemed very angry. He said: "Mr. Zhou, now the Kuomintang restricts thoughts and speeches, making it difficult to publish literary works that are truly beneficial to the country and the nation. Are you just turning a blind eye to this? The responsibility of our Leftist League is
Oppose ideological oppression, lead the creation of progressive literature, awaken the people with positive literary and artistic works, and spread progressive ideas. This is resistance and revolution!"
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that I will report to the Kuomintang?"
"I believe that the author who can write "The Goddess" and "The Dog Official" would not do such a thing!" Pan Mohua stared at Zhou Hexuan, "If Mr. Zhou is really going against the grain, then feel free to report it. My
The head is right here and can be taken away at any time. Once my blood dries up, it will eventually dye the earth under my feet red!"
Zhou Hexuan sighed helplessly. Facing the impassioned Pan Mohua, he even felt a little ashamed of himself.
The passionate and patriotic young man in front of me will die in a few years and will be tortured to death.
Zhou Hexuan felt his heart throbbing. He thought about it and decided to follow the example of Zhu Ziqing and others, saying: "I will not officially join the Leftist League, but I promise to participate in some of your activities and anonymously publish some works in progressive publications.
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"That's okay," Pan Mohua was overjoyed, holding Zhou Hexuan's hand excitedly and said, "Mr. Zhou, I know you have a patriotic heart."
Zhou Hexuan went back to his room, took out a pen and paper, wrote a poem and handed it to Pan Mohua: "Take this poem, it is the first answer sheet I gave to the Zuo Lian."
Pan Mohua lowered his head to read and saw that the title of the poem was "I Love This Land".