Rebirth: Outstanding

Seeing the helper coming, Zhao Meizhen was making friends with these old and small small caps while moving the house, but after Song Chunliang saw his wife holding the plum bottle upstairs, he looked back and carefully approached Song Tianyao, waiting for Song Tianyao to take Chen. After the Taizhi envoy walked away, he whispered to his son:

"You don't need your help here. You can go to Kowloon City and tell you Grandpa about our move to Tai Wo Street in Wan Chai. There is also this."

While speaking, Song Chunliang moved very quickly to open the placket of the sweatshirt, pulled out a rag bag from the belt and stuffed it into Song Tianyao's suit pocket. After confirming that Zhao Meizhen had not noticed her actions, he urged Song Tianyao:

"You don't need your help here. When your mother asks, I will say you go to the company to work and go home for dinner in the evening."

Seeing that his father seemed to be a thief, Song Tianyao wanted to laugh a little, and did not go to the rag bag he had stuffed him with the money he had saved for a long time. He smiled and nodded to his old bean. Shi Yehui greeted him and asked him to take care of him here, so that the guy in the restaurant helped call a rickshaw to take him to the pier and cross the sea to Kowloon.

Song Chunliang’s father, his grandfather, Song Tianyao sat on the rickshaw with his fingers gently clasping Che Bang and fell into deep thought. He traveled through the previous Song Tianyao. When he was a child, he grew up with his grandfather Song Chengyu. He used to read and write. It was taught, but since the fall of Hong Kong, Song Tianyao has never had a chance to see this grandfather. It’s not that he didn’t want to see him, but that Zhao Meizhen and this grandfather turned their faces, and the other three in the family asked to see Song Chengyu. She became angry and sent Song Chunliang to take a look at the festival. Song Tianyao and Song Wenwen didn’t even think about kowtow to their grandfather. Over the years, Song Tianyao kept secrets from her mother. Secretly went to see his grandfather.

After the journey, Song Tianyao has been busy improving his living environment and did not arrange time to meet the old man. Speaking of which, he is actually very interested in the legendary experience of his grandfather.

I took a cross-sea ferry to arrive at the Kowloon Wharf. This time I did not take a rickshaw, but happened to encounter a taxi coming to the wharf to give people off. Song Tianyao never wronged himself, although the taxi fare is a bit more expensive than a rickshaw. However, 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 that after going to the Kowloon Walled City, the taxi driver in uniform gave Song Tianyao a humble smile and started the car.

There are only two hundred red-painted taxis in Hong Kong. It’s not that the number of taxis is small. The main reason is that I want to be a taxi driver. It’s much harder than the police test. Even if you don’t know how to write a police officer, you just need to spend money to do it. A good examiner, you can always wear a tiger skin, but if you are a taxi driver, you must learn English first, otherwise the ghost will take a taxi. How can you know where the other person is going if you don't understand English? You have to test Chinese, at least you have to understand the signs on the map, and finally you have to test driving skills. Don’t think about being able to do the job if you fail.

However, if your child understands English and Chinese, it is better to go to a business to find a decent job. Therefore, there are not too many taxi practitioners in Hong Kong. The stupid ones cannot pass the exam, and the clever ones refuse to do it. The result is that they want to take a taxi. , Unless you make an appointment in advance, if you want to stop the car by standing on the street and beckoning, I’m afraid you may not be able to stop it in an hour or two.

The speed of the taxi is naturally much faster than that of the rickshaw, and there are not many pedestrians on the street in the afternoon, but within 20 minutes, the taxi steadily stopped on Longjin Avenue outside Kowloon City.

Song Tianyao paid for the car and gave the driver a one-yuan tip. Then he looked at this complex of buildings known as Asia's most famous slum in later generations.

The Kowloon Walled City at this time is far from being as numerous as it was in the 1970s and 1980s, and it is bizarre. It is just that some three-to-five-storey wooden buildings and stone houses are in a mess, expanding and accumulating around several core buildings, and the outside is Wooden houses and tin huts, the walls of the Kowloon Walled City, were destroyed by the Japanese army during the fall of Hong Kong. Without the walls, these buildings grew unscrupulously like weeds. As for the old buildings, they were demolished by the Hong Kong colonial government in 1940. Most of China was razed to the ground, leaving only a Longjin School built in 1847, a home for the elderly, and all the remaining buildings were built by the homeless people after the war.

There are several smoking halls with smoking guns on the street, and some half-hidden prostitutes with a red belly hanging on the windows on the second floor. There are flirting voices between men and women. Next to the smoking hall, they are The sound of shaking the dice is mixed with the sound of the gambler placing a bet. It is obvious that the people inside are very gambler.

Although most of the people living here are poor, there is no shortage of soil for the breeding of pornography, gambling, and drugs.

Seeing a young man in suit and leather shoes like Song Tianyao appearing in the Kowloon Walled City, some people who were preparing to solicit guests outside were a little surprised. Obviously, it is rare to see people with neat clothes like him appear in such poor places. Forgot to come up and greet him.

Song Tianyao walked along Longjin Avenue, the last remaining main road of the Kowloon Walled City, to the center of the walled city. A stone archway full of traces of historical vicissitudes appeared in front of him. A strong and powerful character, although it has not changed the character of Qiu Jin after a century of wind and rain, Long Jin Yixue.

There is a pair of couplets on the left and right, "It's still a dragon? Bu Danian carp turns into a dragon, and washes away the smoke and rain; it is the knowledge and Tianjin! I would like to find the flow from this source and equally divide the Suhai and South Korea tide."

Next to this archway there is a small half-remaining stone stele. On it is vaguely visible an inscription "Jiulong Division New Longjin Yixue Xu", signed at the end of the article by Daoguang 23 years and Huang Mingding, the magistrate of Xin'an County.

Behind the archway is the oldest building in the entire Kowloon Walled City. It is also the earliest Chinese Academy in Hong Kong, Longjin Yixue.

Song Tianyao couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to gently touch the mottled stone carvings, so as to wash away the smoke and rain and evenly divide Su Hai and Han Chao.

In his previous life, Song Tianyao visited Hong Kong for sightseeing, and also visited the Kowloon Walled City area that has been transformed into a park. However, he did not have the opportunity to see this archway that had been demolished by the British Lianchengzhai. At this time, I saw this article. The inscription with high hopes, and this extraordinary couplet, is quite a nostalgic mood for Chibi.

Entering Longjin Yixue, the school and examination house inside have been demolished by the British army that year, leaving only two buildings, one is the two-story stone building Kuixing Pavilion, the other is the conference hall, and the Kuixing Pavilion is now It is the place where Song Tianyao’s grandfather Song Chengqi teaches, and the Chamber is where residents of the Kowloon Walled City discuss the affairs of the walled city. Since the township office of the Kowloon Walled City was demolished, the Longjin School of Justice has also been responsible for Kowloon. The role of the township office.

When approaching this two-story stone building where the corners of the stone are already broken, there is no need to step forward. There are already several children's endorsements:

"Take good and benevolence, you are all friends; in communication, you are the guest of honor. You and I are in the same heart, called Jinlan; friends are called Lize. The host is called the proprietor, and the master is called Xibin. ；Working with oneself is called the same robe.”

Song Tianyao looked inward from the entrance of the Kuixing Pavilion. His grandfather was now wearing a starched gown of bamboo cloth with some rough edges, with a gray scribe Hu on his chin. He was sitting in front of the portrait of Kong Shengren. Above, staring sharply at the dozen or so dirty children below, Song Tianyao pointed a probe, and Song Chengqi, who was sitting upright, picked up a small stone from the ground, flicked it, and slapped it into Song Tianyao's head.

The frightened Song Tianyao hurriedly put his head back.

After the children below finished reciting a section of "Youth Learning Qionglin", Song Chengqin spent another ten minutes on mathematics, the sun was slanting west, and the Kuixing Pavilion was already dark, and then he opened his mouth to those who were already unable to sit still. The children are out of school.

After the children who looked like monkeys swarmed out, Song Chengqin stood up, walked out slowly, and said to Song Tianyao outside:

"What? Your parents are willing to let you come to see me, an old man? Are you afraid that I will kill their son?"

At this time, Song Chengyu, who was already 62 years old, was standing in front of Song Tianyao, just like a gentle old scholar. He looked up and down Song Tianyao’s suit: “I want to get married? So I’m dressed in such a glamorous look and invite me to drink you. Wedding wine?"

Song Tianyao took out the rag bag that his father gave him and handed it to Song Chengqin: "My old bean doesn't know how long I kept saving from my mother. I asked me to send it to you. Zhongyou, we moved. The wooden house area of ​​Grampian Road in Kowloon has moved to Tai Wo Street, Wan Chai, Hong Kong Island. My old beanie asked me to tell you."

"The farther away you are from me, the better." Song Chengyu took the rag bag and weighed it, and called to a child who was walking slowly in the distance: "Zong Yi, take this to the nursing home next door to Uncle Hong. Tell him, tonight I invite those old bones in the nursing home to drink."

"Your own clothes are smashing your ass, and are you in the mood to take the money out and invite those old people to drink?" Song Tianyao complained, but did not stop him, let Song Chengqi give his old bean's private money to the children , He took a cigarette from his suit pocket, handed it to Song Chengqi, and struck a match to help the old man light it.

"I thought I had never had that boy before, why would I spend his money?" Song Chengyu took a cigarette, turned and walked towards the Kuixing Pavilion: "Come in."

Song Tianyao followed his grandfather into the Kuixing Pavilion and walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor. The first floor of this Kuixing Pavilion was Song Chengqi’s teaching school, and the second floor was his living room and library. There was a smell of moldy paper that made Song Tianyao wrinkle his nose.

Two rows of wooden bookshelves full of books, an old jujube wood desk, two wicker chairs, a wooden bed, and two pots of bluegrass are all the furniture on the second floor of the building.

Song Tianyao is no stranger to his grandfather. He grew up here when he was a child and lived here on the second floor for several years.

Seeing the paper with burrs spread on the desk, Song Tianyao walked over and took a brush and dipped it in the ink, and wrote a few strokes on the paper. Song Chengqi took two tea bowls and was about to pour water. Seeing Song Tianyao pick up the pen, his movements stopped. Come down.

Song Tianyao wrote a few lines of Song Liu Kezhuang's words on the paper: Shu Xian travels ten miles at night, picks a poem, and throws it away. On Tianhan Road, the horseshoe is stiff, and it is Wang Lang to send Liu Lang. Liquor enthusiastically talked about the article. Startled the neighboring wall and knocked down the Hu bed. Clap your hands and laugh madly. What's the problem with sparseness? What's the problem with madness?

Song Chengyu waited for Song Tianyao to finish writing and put the pen down. Then he continued to pour two bowls of water from the kettle and said: "I haven't seen it for half a year. The characters have grown a bit, but the pen is sharp and biased. Now I wear it like a door-to-door son-in-law. It must be a little bit of speculation. I guess your parents can move. You must do it. Relying on their husband and wife, want to move out of the wooden house area? It’s hard. Speaking of it, I don’t seem to be able to move. I taught you how to read "Song Ci" and "The Complete Tang Poems", and you were taken away by your mother after only half of studying. , Then it’s inconsistent with your opportunistic status quo. What is this? Obviously, you have a lot of ideas in your heart, but you don’t want to be frank and straightforward, and you just learn from the black city government and hypocrisy."

Song Tianyao sighed. His calligraphy is not very good, but he was arty after he had money in the previous life. He pretended to follow a few so-called calligraphy people to learn and copy, but Song Chengqi said that the concept of characters is like a person. The words made him unable to help but say a sharp sentence in his heart. These few words are almost no different from stripping himself naked and pointing it straight into his heart. It seems that I should pay attention to it in the future, it is unnecessary, and it is less of an elderly person of this kind. Show off calligraphy in front of you.

If Song Tianyao didn’t know his grandfather and only walked on the street, he would definitely regard this old man in coarse cloth gown as a feudal and downright old antique, but in fact, most of his grandfather’s life, although he can’t be called a chaotic world, But it is definitely magnificent.

Song Chengyu was born in Chenghai County, Chaozhou Prefecture, Guangdong Province in 1889, which is the fifteenth year of Guangxu. His family was a big textile manufacturer with a lot of money. Later, he was framed by his colleagues in collusion with the government, and his father was imprisoned. When Song Chengqi was seventeen years old, he killed his enemies in a rage and fled outside, living in the rivers and lakes.

In the thirty-fourth year of Guangxu, Song Chengqi was 19 years old and lived in Jiangsu. He was invited by Li Jinzhou, the owner of the "Dongliang Mountain" of the Hongmen Organization of Hongmen, Jiangsu Province, to take up the post of the chief incantation (military division) of the eight churches in the "Dongliang Mountain". "Liangshan" had more than 400 apprentices at the time, most of whom were actors or jewellery, gold and silver processing workers. In 1909, Hongmen "Dongliangshan" met Chen Qimei of the Qing dynasty. In 1911, "Dongliangshan" participated in the Shanghai Uprising. Attacking the Shanghai Manufacturing Bureau, the deputy mountain owner of Dongliang Mountain, the protector of the seal, and the sword protector were killed in battle. The owner of Li Jinzhou was shot and seriously injured in the lungs. Song Chengqi rescued Li Jinzhou. Before his death, Li Jinzhou passed down the top of the mountain. The owner of the "Dongliang Mountain" One passed to Song Chengqi.

During the Northern Expedition of the Shanghai Army in Yantai, the "East Liangshan" people joined the Northern Expedition Vanguard under the leadership of Song Chengqi. Later, because the commander Liu Jiyan turned to Yuan Shikai, after Song Chengqi failed to assassinate Liu Jiyan, he secretly fled back to Shanghai with dozens of backbones. In 1913, the Song Dynasty. Jiaoren was assassinated and the Revolutionary Army split internally. Song Chengyu traveled to Guangdong and returned to his home in Chaozhou. Starting in 1917, he followed Deng Keng, Chief of the General Staff of the Guangdong Army, as a member of the pistol team. In 1922, Deng Keng was assassinated and died, and the Guangdong First Division was split. Disheartened by the revolution, Song Chengqin went to Hong Kong with his family and lived as a teacher in the Longjin School of the Kowloon Walled City until now.

So at this time Song Tianyao had an indescribable sense of illusion even when he was facing his grandfather. The plainly dressed and freely laughing old man in front of him was not just a staid and poor teacher, he was also the chief of the General Staff of the Guangdong Army. The pistol team escort, and the Hongmen organization Dongliangshan is incumbent and may be the last mountain owner.