Zhongnanhai, the Provisional Presidential Palace signing room, Yuan Shikai finished approving a document and placed it casually on the left hand side. Shi Xia Shoutian, the president of the Presidential Palace who had been waiting aside, helped put it into the prepared red envelope.

"Where are the Tuchu people?" Yuan Shikai murmured while reading and approving documents.

"Back to the President, Mr. Dunchu has crossed the Yangtze River. The telegraph office said that he will arrive in Beijing at noon tomorrow." Xia Shoutian, who was well prepared, quickly took out a telegram and handed it over.

After glancing at the telegram, Yuan Shikai nodded: "Farmer, Dunchu must make proper arrangements for coming to Beijing, and even the accompanying people must not be careless."

"President, please rest assured that everything has been arranged for your humble position." Xia Shoutian selected some key points and made a detailed report to the specific arrangements for welcoming Song Jiaoren at the train station tomorrow noon.

"Well, I can rest assured that you can handle the matter." He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Yuan Shikai seemed very satisfied with Xia Shoutian's arrangement, but he still warned carefully: "What happened to Huang Keqiang must not happen again, whether it is at the station or elsewhere.

The safety of Song Dunchu must be ensured everywhere."

"Yes, President!"

"In addition..." Yuan Shikai put his middle finger on the edge of the table and tapped: "Find someone to keep an eye on Hong Shuzu, don't be careless."

Xia Shoutian smiled and said: "Don't worry, my great president, news just came from Qingdao that Hong Shuzu is hiding in the German Concession and is so scared that he doesn't dare to show his face. You know, those party members in the south are eager to pick him up now."

His skin eats his flesh and drinks his blood.”

"Then you can't be careless!" Yuan Shikai put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table, and a trace of murderous intent flashed across his eyes: "Not only Hong Shuzu, but also some people who are worried about the world being in chaos, I have to keep an eye on them one by one. Hum.

Humph, there are some people trying every possible means to slam the shit pot on my head, but I don’t see anyone in the south jumping up and down these days, trying to get rid of me!”

"They are just a bunch of clowns. There is a saying that the pure will become pure themselves and the dirty will become dirty. There is no need for the President to get angry with these little people. Since Mr. Dunchu is still going north, this shows that Mr. Dunchu is still a person who understands clearly.

In this world, there are stupid people, but there are even more understanding people." Xia Shoutian quickly comforted him, quickly helping to clean up the white paper on the table that was wet with tea splashing.

"Confused people? Understanding people? Hum, I'm afraid some understanding people are deliberately pretending to be confused... Dunchu is indeed a gentleman, but often gentlemen..." Yuan Shikai stopped mid-sentence, sighed and waved his hands:

"There's no need to clean up. Go and show me the list of people who came with Dunchu this time."

Taking the list from Xia Shoutian, Yuan Shikai took a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the names of the people accompanying him. He knew most of the people above, and he had heard of some of the people he had never seen before. But when he saw one of them named Fang Zida,

Renshi couldn't help but be stunned. After thinking for a long time, he didn't remember who this person was. But he quickly put the matter aside.

Song Jiaoren failed to convince Sun Wen in the end, and the two of them argued for many days over whether to use force to revolutionize again, kmt. The former members of the Tongmenghui also argued endlessly about this, and they almost started fighting several times. In the end,

The two sides broke up unhappily. Song Jiaoren, who had been delayed for many days, packed his bags and continued his journey north as planned. However, Sun Wen ran to Japan in anger and started anew. A few days later, he announced the establishment of the "Revolutionary Party of China" in Tokyo and appointed himself Prime Minister, determined to continue

Revolution to the end.

Due to Huang Xing's assassination and Sun Wen's departure, Song Jiaoren also changed the personnel for his trip north this time. In addition to Wu Zhonghua, Liao Zhongnai, Yu Youren and others originally scheduled to go to Beijing, Tang Shaoyi, the former Prime Minister of the Cabinet in Shanghai, was also invited to go to Beijing. As for Fang Zida

Before departure, at the invitation of Song Jiaoren, with Liao Zhongkai and others as recommenders, he was personally approved by Song Jiaoren to join the party and also appeared on the list as a personal assistant.

The train arrived in Beijing on time at 12:10 noon. I followed everyone out of the box and saw that the platform had been covered with red carpet. The military band played Qingyun Song. Among the people who came to greet me, the leader was actually the current temporary trainee.

President Yuan Shikai.

"Dunchu, Dunchu, looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally have you here!" As soon as the music ended, Yuan Shikai came forward enthusiastically, holding Song Jiaoren's hands tightly and shaking them gently as he just got off the train.

"How can you be so virtuous as a teacher? If the president comes in person, you can't afford it. I really can't afford it."

"You deserve it, you deserve it! You, Song Dunchu, deserve it!" Yuan Shiyi smiled broadly and took Song Jiaoren's hand to greet him and make him very affectionate. Prime Minister Zhao Bingjun behind him also looked very happy.

"Dunchu went north, the president personally took action, the prime minister came with him, two of the three heroes of Beiyang came, and the cabinet was basically here. President Yuan is really thoughtful!" A few steps away, the man who had just got off the car

Tang Shaoyi glanced at the crowd and said to himself with a smile.

Fang Zida, who had followed him out of the car, was greatly surprised when he heard this. He looked towards Song Jiaoren. Of course he recognized Yuan Shikai, Yuan Datou, and all Chinese people in later generations would know this. Standing next to him, he was joking with Song Jiaoren.

He was probably the Prime Minister Zhao Bingjun. As for the other people, he couldn’t figure out who was who. But if he took a closer look, there was a person in the crowd who looked very much like the famous cross talk actor Feng Gong. He must be the so-called Beiyang Three

Feng Guozhang, one of the outstanding figures.

While Song, Yuan, and Zhao were chatting with each other, the people who had arrived also came forward one after another. Most of them were not old friends but also had some friendship with the people who came to greet them. When everyone met, they inevitably exchanged greetings and laughter. Fang Zida was a fool.

But he didn't know anyone, but he wasn't idle either. He followed the others and wandered around in the crowd, smiling to make himself familiar in front of everyone.

Song Jiaoren and others moved into a place that Yuan Shikai had arranged a long time ago. Generally, some of the entourage members had residences in Beijing, and those who did not have residences were greeted by relatives and friends who came to greet them. As for Fang Zida, he did not receive such good treatment.

, but he had already prepared. After the main characters left one after another, he took the rickshaw found for him at the station and went straight to Dongjiaomin Lane.

Liuguo Hotel, also known as the "Huafeng Hotel" in the future. Fang Zida once stayed in this place, but the feeling at that time was completely different from now. A hundred years later, the Huafeng Hotel was just a slightly famous three-star hotel.

But now the Liuguo Hotel is the tallest building, the most luxuriously decorated, and the most famous hotel in Beijing. Countless ministers, dignitaries, and upper-class people from various countries stay here, dine, and have entertainment.

Fang Zida, who was wearing a well-dressed suit, got off the rickshaw. The attentive waiter helped him carry his luggage, completed the check-in procedures, and walked into the suite. Fang Zida, who was very satisfied with the service, took out a tip and handed it to the waiter.

"Thank you, sir. What other services do you need?" The young waiter's eyes suddenly lit up. The one-pound banknote folded into small pieces in his hand made him ecstatic. Such a generous guest can even do it at the Six Nations Hotel.

After several years, he has not met many of them.

"Are you from Beijing?" Listening to the other party's cat-like English, Fang Zida frowned and asked in Chinese.

"Yes, yes, my surname is Zhou, Zhou Yuanliang. My ancestors have always been from Sijiucheng to me. Sir, just call me Zhou'er." Zhou'er replied earnestly with a smile. After working as a waiter for so long, he has already noticed his words.

I learned it. Since Fang Zida has tipped so much, there must be something he needs help with.

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