Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 100 Resounding
It was very late, Long Sheng and Ya Ya had already fallen asleep, the couple finished packing and were about to go to bed when Zhi Changsheng came in to report: Song Wencheng is visiting.

When Ning Zheng heard this, his face beamed with joy. Feng Jiu knew that he probably thought that Mr. Jiang's special envoy could bring him good news that would make him happy.

Feng Jiu also went out to meet him: this Mr. Song has a peculiar temperament, he has both Chinese gentleness and western vigor. He was once evaluated by an old British jazz as "rare in the world", and he is a pro-American Song family. An important member of the family is more trusted by Mr. Jiang than Kong Yongzhi, the husband of the eldest sister among the Song sisters. He followed his brother-in-law very early and was in charge of administrative, financial, and diplomatic affairs. As a result, he was assassinated many times by various forces, which was extremely thrilling. , I am a bit idealistic.Feng Jiu has always had a good impression of him.

However, Song Wencheng's expression was very wrong, he suppressed his anger and greeted Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu greeted him and retreated tactfully.

Ning Zheng had a long talk with him all night, Feng Jiu couldn't hold back and fell asleep; Song Wencheng left their hotel at dawn-he had to attend the International Economic Conference held by the League of Nations in Paris as originally planned.

Zhi Changsheng secretly told Feng Jiu, who got up early, that Mr. Song got into the car and left with an apologetic face, while San Shao watched his friend leave with his hands in his pockets, remained silent, and then sat on the sofa without moving.

It was still early, and the restaurant hadn’t officially opened yet. Feng Jiu went to the back kitchen of the hotel and personally brought Ning Zheng a tray full of traditional German breakfast—hot tea, rye, and “8” twisted lye bread , boiled eggs, strawberry jam, Nuremberg sausages and Bavarian blue cheese that looks a little scary.Feng Jiu stretched out his hand, and with a little strength, he pulled down his tightly wrapped arms, and coaxed him to eat breakfast.

Fengjiu asked him casually while adding various ingredients to the bread, so she knew that Song Wencheng happily returned to China after successfully obtaining a cotton and wheat loan in the United States. Under the control of his brother-in-law, the government's finances have become worse and worse; and the special funds borrowed so hard to develop the Northwest's economy will be used by Mr. Jiang to "suppress the Communist Party"—on this issue, Song Wen Cheng and Ning Zheng agree that foreign aggression is more important than internal enemies, and that resisting Japan is more urgent than eliminating dissidents.

So he unceremoniously expressed his dissatisfaction with Mr. Jiang, but Mr. Jiang did not give in. After becoming angry from embarrassment, the two broke out in a fierce dispute. Song Wencheng expressed on the spot that he would return to China immediately after attending the International Conference of the League of Nations in Paris. With the intention of resigning from all positions, Mr. Jiang followed suit and immediately accepted his verbal resignation; as for Ning Zheng's return to China, Song Wencheng said that Mr. Jiang did not intend to nod at all.

He said angrily, my brother-in-law is like this, if I need you, I can't wait to confess you;I, Song Wencheng, are not one of his dogs, and neither are you, Ning Zheng.

Feng Jiu was speechless, and could only rub the broad back of Ning Zheng who was getting more and more angry over and over again, and finally buried himself in his arms, pressing his lips against his throbbing carotid artery, half-truth and half-false He complained loudly, "You didn't go back to the bedroom last night, and I didn't sleep well; how about we go to sleep again? I won't leave today, and the Young Woman Peak is right there, and I can't escape..."

They had agreed a long time ago that they would go to see the most famous Young Woman's Peak in Switzerland. At that time, the "Young Woman's Peak" was a mountain in the Swiss Alps that was famous in China. Who would have thought that decades later, it would be Has it been renamed "Jungfraujoch", a woman's post-marriage and pre-marriage?It's hard to say which one is more attractive to tourists, it's really funny.

Ning Zheng had hugged her tightly when she snuggled up, and when he heard this, he finally picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom. The couple didn't come out all morning; after a while, they were so full of sleep that they wanted to come in and talk to their parents. The mischievous Yaya was also taken by Zhi Changsheng and his wife and Aquarius, and her brother Lailai naturally followed her, and then went to watch other performances at the Nazi Party Congress yesterday to consume the little girl's vigorous energy.

Two days later, at the foot of the Young Woman Peak in Switzerland—they came up by a small mountaineering train on the cog railway opened 20 years ago. , refused to show his true colors.

Feng Jiu secretly said to Ning Zheng, "Is this young woman answering so shyly because she thinks she is ugly?" Feng Jiu thought, if she is ugly, she covers her head, and then suddenly lifts her hijab, making people jump, that's the same. Fun, autocratic human beings tend to have wishful thinking and beautifying ideas about mysterious women.

"Well, it might be a girl without salt or something." Ning Zheng echoed his wife.

But Feng Jiu raised the bar again, "'Judging people by their appearance, Ziyu is lost'. Ningzi, you are making a fool of yourself."

Ning Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Ning Tangzi, you've covered all the truth and irony, isn't it true?"

It took them five to ten minutes. On the way, they changed the mountain-climbing trams with different gears and hooks twice on the way, and reached the front of the Young Woman Peak after passing through a tunnel that was more than 10 meters long.

In the darkness, Long Sheng was worried that Ya Ya would be afraid, so he took her little hand into his own early; Ning Zheng touched it and found that his daughter's hand had been held by Long Sheng. Caught Feng Jiu's soft and greasy little hands.

Feng Jiu took advantage of this time to tell them anecdotes about the construction of this cog railway that he had gnawed overnight. There is no doubt that this high mountain project that took 14 years to complete is a masterpiece of mankind.The train arrived at the place, which has reached an altitude of more than 3000 meters, and there is still a distance from the peak.With their two children, they were afraid that they would suffer from mountain sickness if they climbed again, so they did not continue to climb to the top like other tourists.

Looking from a distance, the young woman's peak is beautiful and refined, detached from the clouds.After getting off the small train, look up at the corridor with a window hole like a thick arch, and you can see the young woman peak covered with clouds and snow and fog; Wonderful scenery coexists on a mountain, and the beauty is indescribable. Switzerland is indeed favored by the Creator.

They also saw the majestic Aletsch Glacier shining like a string of crystal beads, and in the distance was the dark Teutonic Forest of Germany.

Ning Zheng felt that he was not reconciled to not climbing the mountain, so the next morning, the family of four started from the south slope again. Ning Zheng tied Ya Ya on his back with a wide strap, Feng Jiu pulled Long Sheng, and the whole family Wearing light clothes, I climbed more than 1000 meters with difficulty, rested a few times, and finally arrived at the small town of Grindelwald on the mountainside.Everyone was panting, only Yaya was calm and relaxed, not forgetting to flip through the small bag on his chest, and after a while, he gave someone a piece of cocoa fruit produced by Montero to replenish his strength with a wink.When I got to the place, I still knew to thank my tired and sweaty dad seriously, and took out a small cotton handkerchief to wipe my dad seriously.

The family just sat down like this, and the surroundings became extremely quiet, even the waterfalls hanging on the cliffs everywhere were quiet; the two young children were also affected by this rare tranquility, silently overlooking the mountain The meadow is dark green in summer, the water flowing from the waterfall merges into a foamy stream, the narrow path built by the mountains has speeding carriages, and there are few log-colored farmhouses here and there. The colorful clumps of wild flowers on the grass are very similar to the scene when Feng Jiu just married and celebrated his birthday when they went to Qipanshan to ride a horse.

their hometown...

Ning Zheng looked at Feng Jiu, just in time to see Feng Jiu looking at him, so there was no need to say anything.

Ning Zheng turned to Long Sheng and said, "Godfather wants to shout, do you want to shout too?"

"Wow! What are you calling?" Long Sheng was very interested, while Ya Ya frowned in surprise. What fun is there for father and brother to not want to take Ning Yanqiao with her?

Ning Zheng smiled, thinking that he should show his godson first, he suddenly got up, opened his mouth and said, "Fuck you little Japanese!"

Ning Zheng has never slackened in sports on weekdays. Even though he was always on the train for a while, he did not forget to stick to the ground in a simple way, and always pulled the guards and Long Sheng with them. He was frostbitten in Chahar before His old lung injury had healed long ago, his lung capacity was astonishing, and the air came out from his dantian, with a roar, like cracking silk.

This angry voice spread far, far away.

"...?!" Feng Jiu heard this, and looked up at Ning Zheng in surprise and disapproval.

Ning Zheng looked back at her provocatively for the first time, the whites of his eyes were slightly red.

Feng Jiu smiled wryly, and said to Long Sheng, who was looking up at her, who always took her opinion seriously: "Just follow your godfather, just this time, don't make another example."

Long Sheng was happy, and tugged Ning Zheng's hand, Ning Zheng smiled, and they yelled to the mountains together: "Fucking little Japanese!" The shouting was mixed with the clear and crisp voice of the little boy, which sounded unusually harmonious, and it made people feel a kind of inheritance and continuation unconsciously.

There are Swiss farmers grazing on the gentle grass slope halfway down the mountain. They seem to have heard something and looked up in surprise. Feng Jiu vaguely heard the cowbell on the neck of the brown and white cow beside him. Spiritually ringing.

After shouting a few times, Ning Zheng and Long Sheng gasped a little, but they still looked at each other and smiled, their eyes were shining brightly, obviously enjoying themselves.

Feng Jiu also laughed, because she could hear the resentment and happiness vented in the voice, that's all right.

She just covered a small bird's beak in a very timely manner. She belonged to the little girl who had been observing words and expressions with sharp eyes, and she was excited and uninvited, planning to join the team of Daddy and Brother Lailai to swear.

Feng Jiu put his daughter into his arms, "My dear Yaya, we can't follow along this time - there are some things that boys can do, but girls can't do; of course, there are some things that girls can do , boys can't do it... yes, it's not fair, but how can there be a word 'fair' in this world? It's all a lie..."

If until now, Feng Jiu, who has been educated in the East and the West for many years and has a strong ability to think, still believed in the saying "all men are created equal" and instilled this most provocative and deceitful slogan in the West into his daughter, then It's really a waste of time-China has been bullied by foreign powers for so many years, did the Chinese ever owe them a penny?It's just "if you fall behind, you will be beaten".

In order for Westerners to treat Chinese people equally, the first condition is that they treat Chinese people as "people" of the same species; however, "smart" Westerners like Einstein also think that the Chinese people are numb and dirty Dirty "animal-like races, non-human", such Western talents are the vast majority, this is the cruel reality.

This is true for individuals, and it is also true for countries.

After climbing the mountain and venting the pent-up emotions caused by Song Wencheng's visit, Ning Zheng looked much happier.

They went down the mountain, changed trains once, and boarded the Orient Express bound for Paris.Ning Zheng watched as Feng Jiu took out the small golden abacus that was almost inseparable from his body, and was teaching Longsheng the technique of abacus and arithmetic along the way, while Yaya was watching from the sidelines.

Long Sheng is very smart, and he memorized the formula after teaching it twice.Feng Jiu asked Long Sheng to do a few multi-digit four-arithmetic problems, and Ya Ya kept staring at her, without saying a word, and did not make trouble like she used to.Feng Jiu felt that she was still too young, so he didn't want to teach her at all.

After finishing the arithmetic, Feng Jiu took out a translation of the French version of "The Wandering Child" by herself: every morning or evening, she would find time to write on a newly bought typewriter that was getting smaller and smaller as it was produced. Translate more than [-] pages, bind it into a book, and talk to the children for a while before going to bed.

Feng Jiu's storytelling to children is selected. Feng Jiu never likes stories like "Cinderella", "The Little Mermaid", "Sleeping Beauty" and "Snow White" in "The Grimm's Fairy Tales". I told Long Sheng and Ya Ya once, and at the same time told them that the heroines in these stories are either waiting for others to save them, or saving others by sacrificing their relatives and themselves. , Ya Ya can criticize the Little Mermaid for only thinking about her favorite prince and forgetting her sisters and father by analogy; Feng Jiu nodded her head with approval.

"The Wandering Story of a Bitter Child" tells the story of an aristocratic bitter child who was stolen and abandoned by vicious relatives. After experiencing many hardships, he finally found his relatives again.In this long and difficult process, he still maintained his kind and noble nature; and those who had selflessly helped him, except for his "master" who died tragically, all got together with him in the ending. Full bliss.

Its Chinese translation has already been published in China, but the content is compressed too much—even the translator himself admits that there are only tens of thousands of characters left in 10,000+ words; Feng Jiu was inexplicably moved after reading the abbreviated version in China. The next time I found the original version in a bookstore in a small town, and realized that it was a pity that many details were omitted, so I thought about taking this opportunity to publish a full translation.

Whenever she opened her mouth to read this story, the two children always immediately quieted down and listened carefully.Ning Zheng also followed suit; but Feng Jiu is very experienced, and every time before telling a story to the children, he would say in advance how many pages to read tonight, otherwise it would be endless.

Twenty pages have been read tonight, Feng Jiu smiled and firmly rejected the pleading faces of the two little guys, kissed each other, and then hugged the little boy who was wearing pure white pajamas and was as fragrant as two little angels. Body, said good night.

Arrived in Paris smoothly the next morning, French President Le Brun sent Minister of Aviation Cobain and Secretary of the Navy Legg to greet him, accompanied by the Chinese Ambassador to France Liang Weijun and Wang Huilan and his wife.

Ever since they got married, they borrowed their family's Beidaihe villa for vacation. Fengjiu and the Queen Huilan of the "Java Sugar King" started dating, and they are old acquaintances even today.Ning Zheng and Liang Weijun had a close friendship—before September [-]th, Liang Weijun's interpretation of the Northeast and the international situation can be said to have largely affected Ning Zheng's judgment. Of course, it seems to be negative now.But Ning Zheng has never been the one to commit.

Ning Zheng's family entered the Palace of Versailles filled with luxurious crystal lamps and precious murals and tapestries. They met with the President of the Third French Republic, Le Brun, an engineer in his early sixties, and his main cabinet members, and had lunch together.

During the luncheon, Ya Ya, feeling bored, sneaked under the dining table, covered her body with a snow-white tablecloth hanging down, and showed her head mischievously. She was photographed by a reporter who entered the presidential palace for news reports, and the next morning Together with her parents, she made headlines on the social pages of major French newspapers such as Le Figaro, Duck and Les Echos, and this beautiful and noble little oriental girl became a sensation.

The hospitality was hard to bear, so Ning Zheng's family and their entourage gave up the hotel they had booked long ago and stayed at the embassy.Feng Jiu heard that the embassy was once dilapidated, but Mrs. Liang spent a lot of money and used her superb taste to perfectly repair the embassy, ​​making it the most luxurious and most luxurious embassy in Paris. Popular embassies abroad.

Liang Weijun and his wife invited many of Ning Zheng's old acquaintances to help him clean up the dust, including Xiao Bao Keshu, a large arms dealer who had a large arms deal with the Ning Army, Kriba, the former ambassador to Peiping, and others.The dinner was extravagant, the guests and the host had a great time, drinking wine and raising money, chatting and laughing happily.

Feng Jiu could see that Mrs. Liang enjoyed everyone's compliments on the dinner she hosted, while Mr. Liang's attitude was very strange, both proud and troubled.

Fengjiu heard about Mr. Liang's uninterrupted love affairs from time to time, and sometimes even got involved with female subordinates regardless of decency.Fengjiu once thought seriously, if she were Mrs. Liang, would she still devote a lot of money to support her husband's career so conscientiously?No matter how you think about it, it is impossible.

The second half of the dinner was the time for the dance. Madam Liang glanced at Feng Jiu, who was clearly concerned but hesitated to speak, brushed off the cigarette ash on her hands, pulled her to sit in a corner, and asked bluntly: "Audrey , do you think I'm very stupid? Knowing that he doesn't care about me at all, you still maintain his dignity like this? "

Feng Jiu smiled embarrassedly, she would not be so unable to hide her emotions on weekdays: Wang Huilan never concealed her admiration and love for Feng Jiu, she specially dressed her up before the dinner, combed her complicated feather fan bun, and took another He gave her an exquisite maroon brocade cheongsam that had already been made according to Fengjiu's size. It was very rare, so she put on Feng Jiu her own iconic double jade bracelets - to be honest, Feng Jiu really didn't appreciate this kind of double bracelet fashion that was popularized by Ms. Wang, but with some kindness, Feng Jiu complied; Ms. Wang herself chose a low-key smoky gray square-neck vest-style evening dress, and still wore a printed headband on her forehead-although Feng Jiu looked a bit like Mrs. Ning Dai's forehead was wiped, and he grew older without knowing it--with a wink not to steal the limelight from Mrs. Ning, although she also knew that Feng Jiu didn't care at all.

Fengjiu mostly agrees with Mrs. Liang's luxurious life taste, but what she appreciates more is her love for her mother country as an overseas Chinese in Indonesia, so she feels that she should not suffer from this.

"Did you know, Darling?" Wang Huilan took a deep breath of cigarette, and then exhaled softly, "When I first dated him in London, we took a car with a diplomatic license plate; There is a dedicated ambassador box."

Oh, and then what?Feng Jiu didn't understand, what's the big deal?

Wang Huilan smiled, "You come from a noble family and are favored by Mr. Ning, so you don't care about all of this; but I'm different, my family is poor and only money is left; this kind of privilege and honor, my father can't do it in his life. "

When Fengjiu heard her talk about Ning Zheng without any scruples, Wang Huilan patted her on the shoulder, "I know you are worthless for me, but no matter what, others have to call me 'ma' Dan'!"

"Ma Dan", the transliteration of "Madame", means "noble lady" in French, Wang Huilan thought of the mother who could afford to give her three-year-old herself an [-]-carat diamond, even if she spends her life, she is not qualified to be called even a single name... …Her originally plain and slender face suddenly flushed, arrogance and anger were revealed at the same time.

Seeking benevolence is the reason why she is willing to be the wife of the man who supported half the diplomatic sky of the Republic of China, even though this man has been married twice and has two children before him.

After the dinner, she sent off the guests with the Liang couple. Feng Jiu and Ning Zheng wanted to go for a walk by the Seine River. Wang Huilan knew that the couple wanted to have a quiet time, so she said good night to them with her husband and then turned back. Long Sheng and Ya Ya had already slept in the guest room upstairs of the embassy.

They had just walked a few steps when they met a coachman who was about to finish work at night, sitting idly on his seat, took out his pipe and was about to smoke, when he saw Feng Jiu, he seemed to be frightened, and suddenly jumped down, At a loss, he grabbed the hat on his head, bowed deeply again, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu obsessively, and he sighed something in his mouth.

Ning Zheng couldn't understand French, but seeing Feng Jiu's face suddenly lit up, he subconsciously raised his hand to half cover his face, smiled at the coachman, and quickly walked past him.

Ning Zheng was unhappy, what did the French man say?At this time, I wish I didn't have a French secretary to accompany me, and all the guards followed me.

Feng Jiu refused to answer, Ning Zheng turned back to stare at the coachman in dissatisfaction, but that man had long forgotten what he was going to do, and still stood where he was, staring at Feng Jiu's back.Ning Zheng deliberately fell behind his wife, blocking her tightly.

A few days later, the couple visited Hugo’s former residence located in the southeast corner of Wangzheng Square: red and white brick walls, black roof, sloping high desk, one wall is inlaid with Chinese porcelain, which is quite Chinese in the writer’s eyes The room, the used quill pen, the stairs passed by, the portrait of an old Hugo with silver hair, wearing a green velvet dress, and a Felicia white silk tie... these are all Bong Jiu wants to see.

The literary work that Feng Jiu valued the most was the "Sea Laborers" completed by Hugo during his exile on the island of Guenasi—because in this novel, Hugo abandoned the long-winded sermons that the masters liked, Instead, she confronts human nature, which is both frank and romantic; apart from worshiping Hugo’s stormy passion and profound cultural heritage, what she loves more is when the Eight-Power Allied Forces brutally burned the Old Summer Palace, as a man with great influence in the world The righteous words of the famous literary masters.

But it was also here that Feng Jiu realized that even a literary figure in his 80s still had the heart to leave behind his faithful companion, Juliet, who had been with him for most of his life. Chasing the stagecoach of the "Battinho-Botanical Garden" line, or the "Etoile-Plaza des Etoile" tram, to meet his little lover Blaise or Marie Massey, who was a quarter of his age, etc. The unusually strong energy is unavoidably staggering; upon hearing this, Ning Zheng whispered in Feng Jiu's ear with a smirk, Feng Jiu was so angry that this bad guy still thought far ahead, looked around and stomped. He kicked his feet a few times to vent his anger.

Ning Zheng embraced her, and pestered Feng Jiu for countless times in the past few days, asking what the coachman by the Seine said.Perhaps it was the elegance and romance that filled this room that infected her, she finally stopped being shy, stood on tiptoe and put her mouth next to Ning Zheng's ear, deliberately exhaling hot air to scald him, making him feel itchy, Whispering in a sweet voice, "He said, 'Madame, your eyes lit my pipe...'"

To this day, Fengjiu has heard so many compliments about her appearance and temperament in various languages ​​that her ears are getting calloused, and she has long been calm; The vivid praises of the song still refreshed the discerning her, surpassing all the gorgeous odes written deliberately.

Ning Zheng first smiled when he heard this, and kissed the bright red lips in front of his eyes with sympathy, and then his face tensed, thinking that France is like Italy, and it is not convenient to stay for a long time.

(End of this chapter)