Seeing that a helper came, Zhao Meizhen made friends with these old and small people while carrying household belongings. However, song Chunliang saw his wife holding a plum vase upstairs and carefully gathered around Song TIANYAO step by step. After song TIANYAO sent Chen Tai away, he said to his son with some hesitation:
"I don''t need your help here. You go to Kowloon City and tell you about our move to Taihe street in Wan Chai. Grandpa, and this."
As he spoke, song Chunliang quickly lifted the skirt of his T-shirt, pulled out a rag bag from his belt and stuffed it into song TIANYAO''s suit pocket. After confirming that Zhao Meizhen didn''t find her action, he urged song TIANYAO:
"I don''t need your help here. When your mother asked, I said you work in the company and go home for dinner at night."
Seeing that his father was like a thief, song TIANYAO wanted to laugh and didn''t go to look through the private money he had saved in the rag bag he stuffed himself. He smiled and nodded to his old bean. He said hello to Shihui in the distance and asked him to look after him here. Only then did the waiter in the teahouse help call a rickshaw to take him to the wharf to cross the sea to Kowloon.
Song Chunliang''s father, his grandfather, song TIANYAO, sat in a rickshaw and gently clasped the car state with his fingers. He was lost in thought. Song TIANYAO, who was before he passed through, grew up with his grandfather song Chengqi when he was a child. He taught him all about reading and writing. However, since the fall of Hong Kong, song TIANYAO never had a chance to see his grandfather. It''s not that he didn''t want to see him, It was Zhao Meizhen who turned her face with her grandfather. When the other three people in the family proposed to see song Chengqi, she became angry and angry. Even during the new year''s festival, she only sent song Chunliang to have a look. Song TIANYAO and song Wenwen didn''t want to kowtow to their grandfather. Over the years, song TIANYAO secretly went to see his grandfather without telling his mother.
After crossing, song TIANYAO was busy improving his living environment and did not arrange time to see the old man. Speaking of it, he was actually very interested in his grandfather''s legendary experience.
Taking the cross sea ferry to the Kowloon wharf, instead of taking a rickshaw this time, song TIANYAO happened to meet a taxi to deliver people to the wharf. Song TIANYAO has never wronged himself. Although the taxi is several times more expensive than the rickshaw, song TIANYAO is still willing to enjoy the comfort and superiority brought by modern technology.
After opening the taxi door and sitting in the back seat, he said to go to Jiulong Walled City, the taxi driver in uniform smiled modestly at Song TIANYAO and started the car.
There are only 200 red painted taxis in Hong Kong. It''s not that the number of taxis is small. The main reason is that it''s more difficult to be a taxi driver than to test the police. Even if the police don''t know big words, they can always wear tiger skin as long as they use money to manage the examiners well. However, to test taxi drivers, you must learn English first, otherwise the ghost takes a taxi, How do you know where the other person is going if you don''t know English? Also test Chinese, at least understand the logo text on the map, and finally test driving skills. If you fail any of them, don''t think you can do this job.
However, if their children understand English and Chinese, they might as well go to a commercial firm to find a decent job. Therefore, there are not many taxi practitioners in Hong Kong. Stupid people can''t pass the exam, and smart people refuse to do it. As a result, they want to take a taxi. Unless they make an appointment in advance, they want to stand on the street and wave to stop the car. I''m afraid they may not be able to stop it in an hour or two.
The speed of the taxi is much faster than that of the rickshaw. In addition, there are not many pedestrians on the street in the afternoon. However, in 20 minutes, the taxi stopped steadily on Longjin Avenue outside Kowloon City.
Song TIANYAO paid for the car and gave the driver an extra one yuan tip, which was expected to be known as the most famous slum in Asia.
At this time, the Kowloon City stronghold is far from being so full of buildings and strange land as it was in the 1970s and 1980s. Only some three or five storey wooden buildings and stone houses are disorderly and scattered around several core buildings, and there are wooden houses and tin houses outside. The wall of Kowloon City stronghold was destroyed by the Japanese Army during the fall of Hong Kong. These buildings are not covered by the wall, As for the ancient buildings, most of them were razed to the ground during the armed demolition of the Hong Kong colonial government in 1940, leaving only a longjinyi school built in 1847 and a home for the elderly. All the remaining buildings were built again by the homeless people after the war.
There are several smoking houses with smoking guns as signs on the street, and some half hidden prostitutes with red belly pockets hanging in the windows on the second floor. There are the sounds of men and women flirting inside. Next to the next door of the smoking house, the sound of shaking dice is mixed with the sound of gamblers'' betting. Obviously, the people inside are gambling.
Although most of the people living here are poor, they do not lack the soil for pornography, gambling and drugs.
Seeing song TIANYAO, a young man in suits and shoes, appear in Jiulong stronghold, some people who are preparing to solicit customers outside are somewhat stunned. It is obvious that few people like him appear in such a poor place and forget to come up to greet him for a moment.
Song TIANYAO walked along Longjin Avenue, the only main road left in Jiulong stronghold, to the central position of the stronghold. A stone memorial archway with traces of historical vicissitudes appeared in front of him. In the middle of this more than 100 year old memorial archway, four strong characters were engraved. Although it has been hit by wind and rain for a century, it has not changed Qiu Jin''s true color. Long Jinyi studies.
There is a couplet on the left and right, "it''s like a dragon. In the year of botha, the carp turn into a dragon and wash away the smoke and rain. It''s Zhijin! I''m willing to trace back from the source and share the Su, Hai and Han tides equally“
Next to this memorial archway, there is a stone tablet that has been damaged for less than half. It can be vaguely seen that there is an inscription "Narration of longjinyi school newly built by Jiulong division". At the end of the inscription, it is signed by Huang Mingding, the magistrate of Xin''an County in the 23rd year of Daoguang.
Behind the memorial archway is the oldest building in the whole Kowloon Walled City. It is also the earliest Chinese Academy in Hong Kong, longjinyi school.
Song TIANYAO couldn''t help but stretch out his fingers to gently touch the mottled grass stone carvings, wash the smoke and rain, and divide Su Haihan tide equally.
In his last life, song TIANYAO visited Hong Kong and the Jiulong walled area that has been transformed into a park. However, he did not have the opportunity to see the memorial archway that has been demolished by the British. At this time, he saw this high-expectation inscription and this magnificent couplet, which is quite reminiscent of the past in Chibi.
Entering longjinyi school, the school and examination house inside have been demolished by the British army in those years, leaving only two buildings. One is Kuixing Pavilion, a two-story stone building, and the other is the conference hall. Kuixing Pavilion is now the teaching and living place of song TIANYAO''s grandfather song Chengqi. The conference hall is the place where the residents of Jiulong stronghold discuss the affairs of Jiulong stronghold, because since the Township Office of Jiulong stronghold After being demolished, longjinyi school has also been playing the role of Jiulong City stockade Township Office.
Approaching this two-story stone building with broken eaves and corners, you don''t have to step in. There have been several children''s endorsements:
"If you choose kindness and benevolence, you will all be friends; if you communicate with others, you will be the guest of honor. You and I are of one mind, and you are called Jinlan; if you have friends, you are called Lize. The owner is called the host, and the master is called the Western guest. The friendship of the father is respected as the father''s obsession; if you work with yourself, you are called the same robe."
Song TIANYAO looked inside from the gate of Kuixing Pavilion. His grandfather was wearing a long, starched bamboo cloth shirt with some rough edges, and a gray scribe''s beard on his chin. He sat on the lecture in front of the portrait of Confucius sage, staring at more than a dozen dirty children below with sharp eyes. Song TIANYAO put his head on, and song Chengqi picked up a small one from the ground The pebble hit song TIANYAO''s head with a pop.
Frightened, song TIANYAO quickly took his head back.
When the children below finished reciting a paragraph of "learning from qionglin", song Chengqi talked about arithmetic for more than ten minutes. The sun tilted West and it was dark in Kuixing Pavilion. Then he opened his mouth to let the children below who could not sit down for a long time finish school.
After the children like monkeys swarmed out, song Chengqi stood up, walked out slowly and said to song TIANYAO outside:
"Why? Your parents are willing to let you come to see me, an old man? Aren''t you afraid I''ll kill their son?"
At this time, song Chengqi, 62, stood in front of song TIANYAO like a gentle old scholar. He looked up and down at Song TIANYAO''s suit: "want to get married? So wear so bright. Come and invite me to drink your wedding wine?"
Song TIANYAO took out the rag bag stuffed by his father and handed it to song Chengqi: "I don''t know how long I saved it from my mother and asked me to send it to you. Zhong you, we moved from the wooden house area of Jialin side road in Kowloon to Taihe street in Wanchai, Hong Kong Island. My old bean asked me to tell you."
"The farther away from me, the better." Song Chengqi took the rag bag, weighed it, and shouted to a slower child in the distance: "Zongyi, take this to the next elderly home to Hongbo and tell him that I invite those old bones in the elderly home to drink at night."
"You''re wearing your own clothes. Zhong is in the mood to generously take the money out to invite the old people to drink?" song TIANYAO complained, but did not stop him. Song Chengqi gave his old beans'' private money to the children. He took out a cigarette from his suit pocket, handed it to song Chengqi, struck a match and lit it for the old man.
"I don''t think I''ve ever had that kid. Why should I spend his money?" Song Chengqi took a cigarette, turned and walked to Kuixing Pavilion: "come in."
Song TIANYAO followed his grandfather into the Kuixing Pavilion and went up the second floor along the wooden stairs. The first floor of the Kuixing pavilion was the school where song Chengqi taught, and the second floor was his living room and library. When he went up to the second floor, there was a musty smell of paper, which made song TIANYAO wrinkle his nose.
Two rows of wooden bookshelves full of books, an old-fashioned jujube wooden desk, two rattan chairs, a wooden bed and two pots of orchids are all the belongings on the second floor.
Song TIANYAO is no stranger to his grandfather. He grew up here when he was a child and lived on the second floor for several years.
Seeing the woolen edged paper spread on the desk, song TIANYAO went to pick up the brush and dipped it in ink. He wrote a few pens on the paper. Song Chengqi took two tea bowls and was about to pour water. Seeing song TIANYAO pick up the pen, his action stopped.
Song TIANYAO casually wrote a few words from Liu Kezhuang of the Song Dynasty on paper: walking ten miles at night, he picked up a poem bag and threw away his clothes bag. The cold road was slippery and the horse''s hooves were stiff. Yuan was Wang Lang, who came to see Liu Lang off. He was drunk and talked about the article. He startled the adjacent wall and pushed down the Hu bed. He watched and clapped his hands and laughed. What''s the harm of being sparse, what''s the harm of being crazy?
When song TIANYAO finished writing and put down his pen, song Chengqi continued to pour two bowls of water from the thermos and said: "I haven''t seen you for more than half a year, but my handwriting is sharp and biased. You look like a man. You dress like a door-to-door son-in-law. You must be opportunistic. I guess your parents can move. You must have done it. It''s hard to move out of the wooden house area relying on their parents. It seems that I haven''t taught you to read Song Ci and all Tang poetry You were taken away by your mother after only half of your study. The word Liu Kezhuang is very wild. It reads soundly and writes incisively. If this poem is your state of mind at this time, it is inconsistent with your current situation of opportunism. What is this? It is clear that you have a lot of ideas in your heart, but you won''t take them straight. It''s just like learning some black city government and hypocrisy. "
Song TIANYAO breathed a sigh. His calligraphy level was not very excellent, but in the last life, he was artful and pretended to follow several so-called calligraphers to learn calligraphy. However, song Chengqi''s words after observing characters like people made him feel sharp. These words were almost no different from stripping his clothes and pointing at his heart, It seems that I should pay attention in the future. It''s not necessary to show off calligraphy in front of such elderly people.
If song TIANYAO didn''t know his grandfather and only walked in the street, he would definitely regard the old man in a coarse cloth gown as a poor feudal antique. However, in fact, although most of his grandfather''s life was not in troubled times, it was definitely magnificent.
Song Chengqi was born in Chenghai County, Chaozhou Prefecture, Guangdong Province in 1889, the 15th year of Guangxu. He practiced writing and martial arts since childhood. His family was a large textile family and had a lot of money. Later, he was framed by his peers in collusion with the government. His father was imprisoned and his family was in decline. When song Chengqi was 17, he killed Qiu''s family angrily and fled to the Jianghu.
In the 34th year of Guangxu''s reign, song Chengqi, aged 19, was exiled in Jiangsu Province. He was invited by Li Jinzhou, the leader of the "Dongliang mountain" organized by Hongmen, Jiangsu Province, to take up the post of incense master (military teacher) of the eight halls in the "Dongliang mountain". At that time, there were more than 400 disciples in the "Dongliang mountain", most of whom were actors or pearl, jade, gold and silver processing. In 1909, the "Dongliang mountain" of Hongmen met Chen Qimei, a Qing Gang, and in 1911, "Dongliang mountain" After participating in the Shanghai uprising, the self-made actors'' death squads and Chen Qimei attacked the Shanghai manufacturing Bureau. The Deputy mountain master of Dongliang mountain, seal protector, sword protector and other backbone died. The mountain Master Li Jinzhou was shot in the lung and seriously injured. Song Chengqi saved Li Jinzhou. Before he died, Li Jinzhou passed down the mountain formula, and the mountain master of "Dongliang mountain" passed it to song Chengqi.
During the Shanghai army''s northern expedition to Yantai, "dongliangshan" people joined the vanguard of the Shanghai army''s northern expedition under the leadership of song Chengqi. Later, because commander Liu Jiyan took refuge in Yuan Shikai, song Chengqi failed to assassinate Liu Jiyan. After that, he secretly fled back to Shanghai with dozens of backbone. In 1913, Song Jiaoren was assassinated and the revolutionary army split. Song Chengqi left Guangdong and returned to his hometown in Chaozhou. Since 1917, Following Deng Keng, the chief of general staff of the Guangdong army, as a member of the pistol team, Deng Keng was assassinated and killed in 1922. The first division of the Guangdong army was divided. Song Chengqi was discouraged by the revolution. His family went to Hong Kong to teach at longjinyi school in Jiulong City, until now.
So at this time, even if song TIANYAO faced his grandfather, he had an indescribable illusory feeling. In front of him, the old man dressed simply and laughing freely was not only a poor old teacher, but also a guard of the pistol team of the chief of general staff of the Guangdong army. In addition, the current dongliangshan of Hongmen organization may also be the last mountain leader.