After Liang Qichao gave his wedding speech, he left the ceremony and went home alone, not even attending the wedding banquet at noon. After he left, the atmosphere of the wedding relaxed a bit, at least it was not as embarrassing as before.
Zhou Hexuan was looking for Hu Shi. Wasn't it widely rumored in later generations that the witness of the wedding was Liang Qichao and the host was Hu Shi? He searched for a long time at the scene, but he didn't even see the shadow of Hu Shi.
After the wedding, some of the guests said their goodbyes and left, while the rest went to the restaurant for dinner. There were only two or three tables at the wedding banquet, which looked extremely shabby.
While the wine was being served, Zhou Hexuan took the opportunity to ask: "Didn't Mr. Hu Shi come to the wedding?"
"He went abroad to travel in May." Xu Zhimo explained.
Zhou Hexuan was sweating like crazy. Internet rumors are really not credible. He also said that although Xu Zhimo's wedding was embarrassing, under the auspices of Hu Shi's witty words, it was finally completed happily and lively. What a lie!
However, Hu Shi was indeed the introducer of Xu Zhimo and Lu Xiaoman, commonly known as the matchmaker.
This matchmaker must be in quotation marks, it is just a job, and it is indispensable in Chinese weddings. The so-called "parents' orders, matchmaker's words", starting from the pre-Qin era, marriage without a matchmaker has been considered illegal.
In the most stringent times, marriage without a matchmaker was even classified as elopement and adultery.
Liang Qichao was forcefully persuaded by Hu Shi, the matchmaker, to be the witness, which is why he made the unprecedented speech today.
According to legend, Hu Shi had four major hobbies: playing cards, smoking, drinking and being a matchmaker.
He served as matchmaker (including witnessing and officiating marriages) more than 150 times in his life, and was called the number one matchmaker in the Republic of China. Among them were Bing Xin and his wife, Shen Congwen and his wife, and Hu Shi.
As for Hu Shih's love for playing cards, we can see it from his diary, which I believe many people have read.
One of his diaries wrote: "On July 5th, register for summer school and play cards in the afternoon. July 6th, the first day of summer school, chemistry and play cards. July 7th, go to class and play cards. July 8th
, Nothing to do, let’s play cards. The weather is getting a little cooler.”
Another diary wrote: "On July 13th, we played cards. On July 14th, we played cards. On July 15th, we played cards. On July 16th, Hu Shizhi, Hu Shizhi! How could you be so depraved!
Have you forgotten all the study plans you made before? Confucius said: I examine myself three times a day...I can't go on like this. On July 17, play cards. On July 18, play cards."
In fact, it is very interesting to read the diaries of the masters of the Republic of China. For example, Mr. Ji Xianlin, a national treasure-level academic master, whose diaries are genuine enough. When the diaries were compiled and published later, the editor advised him to delete some of the content. Mr. Ji Xianlin's answer was "Not a word should be changed."
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The editors of the publishing house believe that the contents that need to be deleted are as follows——
"It was September 11th and my manuscript hadn't been published yet, damn it."
"On September 23, I just went to work in the morning, and my buttocks hurt from sitting there."
"On December 21st, to be honest, when I watched women playing basketball... I was looking at their thighs. The female classmate from the attached middle school had very dark thighs, and she only watched half the game and left."
"On April 29, because the girls' dormitory was open, I went to check it out. Most of them were not in the room."
"On March 13th, I didn't do anything meaningful - damn, these bastard professors, not only didn't they know they were discouraged, but they also took exams all day long, either you or me, what the hell did they take?"
"On May 17th, I have no other hope in this life. I only hope that I can have more women and have contact with women from various places."
Although Mr. Ji wants to have a few women for a long time, his character is impeccable, and he lives with his married wife until he grows old together. He is far more lovable than those hypocrites. Just like Li Zongwu who wrote "Houhei Xue", the end of the road
Human nature is dark and the officialdom is corrupt, but he treats others sincerely and is a breeze.
Zhou Hexuan really wanted to get to know these celebrities and have wine and chat with them in person. Unfortunately, Hu Shi went abroad, Ji Xianlin had just graduated from middle school, and Li Zongwu was far away in Sichuan.
Without further ado, let’s get back to the topic.
Zhou Hexuan's table was filled with Crescent poets, including Rao Mengkan, Zhu Xiang, Liang Shiqiu, Liang Zhen and others. This was deliberately arranged by Xu Zhimo. He probably thought that Zhou Hexuan's poetic talent was outstanding, so he sat with these poets.
There may be a common topic.
Liang Zhen was speechless and said: "Mr. Ren Gong is so powerful, so disrespectful. If it were me as the groom, he would die of shame today!"
"Ahem, be careful what you say," Liang Shiqiu reminded, "Today is Zhimo's happy day, don't mention such things that ruin the scenery."
Zhu Xiang raised his glass and said: "Yes, yes, drink!"
Everyone quickly clinked glasses and started talking about other topics.
Rao Mengkan asked: "Shiqiu, how are you doing at Southeast University (the predecessor of Nanjing University)?"
"It's not the same as before," Liang Shiqiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I thought that the south was stable and I could study in peace, but I didn't expect that there would still be a war."
Zhu Xiang said: "Do you think the revolutionary army's Northern Expedition can succeed?"
"It's hard to say," Liang Shiqiu said, "Our Commander Sun (Sun Chuanfang) is expanding his army and preparing for war again. I heard that he has already fought twice and beaten the revolutionary army very miserably."
Liang Zhen suddenly said to Zhou Hexuan: "Mr. Zhou is well versed in politics and military affairs. What do you think of the current situation in China?"
Everyone looked at Zhou Hexuan when they heard this. The book "The Rise of Great Powers" made him famous, and he seemed to have become an expert on international issues, knowing everything about military and politics.
Zhou Hexuan did not answer directly, but smiled and said: "I can't predict whether the revolutionary army will succeed in the Northern Expedition, but Wu Peifu is definitely doomed."
"How do you say that?" Zhu Xiang asked.
Zhou Hexuan analyzed: "When the Northern Expeditionary Army attacked Hunan and Hubei, Zhang Zuolin and Sun Chuanfang were watching the excitement. Now that Wu Peifu's main force collapsed, the two commanders immediately took action, and both of them marched towards the two lakes in the name of 'aiding Wu'.
, one is marching towards Zhiyu, obviously intending to seize the opportunity to swallow up Wu Peifu’s territory in four provinces. Wu Peifu is facing a three-way attack from the revolutionary army, Zhang Zuolin and Sun Chuanfang at the same time, can he still withstand it? "
Liang Zhen said sarcastically: "These warlords are really evil. They stab good friends in front of their faces and in the back. Marshal Wu must admit defeat this time."
Liang Shiqiu sneered and said: "These days, only the despicable and shameless can live well. Pure and honest people should live their lives honestly."
Zhou Hexuan suddenly said a few words: "Despicableness is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble. Black and white are reversed, but that's it."
As soon as he said this, all the poets on the table looked at him.
"Why, there are flowers on my face?" Zhou Hexuan asked jokingly.
Liang Shiqiu said anxiously: "Mr. Zhou, can you repeat those two sentences you just said?"
Zhou Hexuan said: "Being mean is the passport of the mean, and being noble is the epitaph of the noble."
"Good sentence!" Liang Zhen clapped his hands and praised.
Zhu Xiang also said: "These two sentences are comparable to Mr. Zhou's 'The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light.'"
Rao Mengkan also said: "Yes, these two sentences contain profound philosophy. A good hand can only come by chance, but cannot be chiseled with an axe."
At this moment, Xu Zhimo and Lu Xiaoman came over to toast. Xu Zhimo smiled and asked: "What are you discussing, are you so happy?"
Liang Shiqiu pointed at Zhou Hexuan and praised: "The two lines of poems Mr. Zhou just wrote are really wonderful."
"What poem?" Xu Zhimo was quite interested.
Liang Zhen read: "Being mean is the passport of the mean, and being noble is the epitaph of the noble."
Xu Zhimo thought about it for a moment, and even forgot to make a toast. He happily put down his wine glass and took Zhou Hexuan's hand and said, "Mr. Zhou, you must give me this poem. It will be published in "Poetry" in two days."
Here you go again, your wife is right next to you, why are you touching me when you have nothing to do?
Zhou Hexuan silently pulled back his hand and agreed: "Okay, there are other sentences in this poem. I will write it to you after dinner."
