After the second revolution last year, the revolutionaries in various countries were completely defeated. Except for some people who fled overseas early when they saw something was wrong, Li Liejun, Bai Wenwei, Chen Jiongming and others as first-class prisoners were each sentenced to death.

Fixed-term imprisonment ranging from twenty to fifteen years. Of course, there were many people who said good things for them during the period. Even Yuan Shikai and Song Jiaoren were almost softened by the words, and they waited until they were sentenced.

The President and the Prime Minister respectively came forward to propose a pardon as a sign of leniency.

But in the end, because of Fang Zida's tough attitude and fierce opposition, Song Jiaoren and others gave up the idea. As Fang Zida said to Song Jiaoren, since the country wants to take the road of constitutionalism, actions like these under the banner of revolutionary slogans

How can the warlords and political speculators who actually divided the country be granted amnesty? If they are pardoned, how can they be worthy of the people who lost their lives in the war? How can they explain to the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country? Where is the dignity and equality of the law? Where are the criminals?

If such serious crimes are not punished, who will care about the prestige of the government in the future? According to Fang Zida, sentencing them to fixed-term imprisonment is already too broad. Based on what they did, even their heads should be chopped off.

Afterwards, when Congress was discussing legislation, Fang Zida also strongly demanded that the definition of treason be written directly into the Constitution. Due to his influence and role, Li Liejun and others did not escape the sentence as easily as in the original history, but spent their days in prison like years.

, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out within ten years.

Similarly, for Sun Wen, Niu Yongjian, He Haiming, Tan Renfeng, Ju Zheng and others who have not been arrested, the Republic of China government's arrest warrants are still valid. The continued arrests not only express the government's attitude, but also serve to deter unrest in the country.

Coupled with the recent vigorous reorganization of the National Defense Force by the country, the results achieved so far are also very significant. Those political speculators who are accustomed to jumping back and forth have become much more peaceful, and the pressure on the government has also been greatly reduced.

Compared with Li Liejun and others, Jiang Zhiqing and He Yingqin were just minor players. However, as Chen Qimei's accomplices and accomplices, they were also given a fair trial after being detained in Beijing for many days. In the end, according to the

Due to the seriousness of the circumstances, they were sentenced to ten months in prison. They had just been released some time ago, but in view of the period of release and surveillance, the court restricted them from leaving at will and only allowed them to live temporarily in a small town on the outskirts of Beijing.

"Niang Xipi! Niang Xipi!!"

The sun was gradually setting in the west. He Yingqin, who lived in a small courtyard with Jiang Zhiqing, took a bucket of well water and washed his hands. He was about to go to the south room and ask Jiang Zhiqing to come out for dinner. Who would have thought that as soon as he walked outside the south room where he lived,

I could hear faint curses coming from inside, as well as crackling and beating sounds.

He showed a wry smile. He Yingqin waited quietly outside the door. After the sounds in the room gradually disappeared, he shouted loudly: "Ruiyuan! It's time to eat!"

After a while, the door creaked open. Jiang Zhiqing, who looked a little tired, walked out slowly and saw that food had been set on the low table in the small courtyard. He slowly nodded to He Yingqin, sat down without saying a word, and took the food.

I made a steamed bun and ate it with vegetable soup.

He Yingqin sat aside and ate the steamed bun slowly. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Since Chen Qimei's death, Jiang Zhiqing's temper has become worse and worse, and he will get angry at every turn. In prison, he, who is usually gentle and gentle, actually talked to him over a trivial matter.

The NPC fought hard and almost crippled the other party on the spot. His ferociousness made people shudder. After that, no one in the prison dared to mess with him. After he was released from prison, his bad temper did not diminish, but became worse and worse.

The older I get, the more I will make a fuss whenever my inner anger cannot be vented.

Of course, it was impossible for Jiang Zhiqing to capture his brother He Yingqin and beat him up as a human punching bag to vent his anger. When he couldn't hold it in anymore, he locked himself in the room, yelled and beat the pillow, until he vented all his anger.

Jiang Zhiqing would return to normal after a while. After a while, He Yingqin also became aware of his strange habits. As time went by, although he was puzzled, he became accustomed to it.

In fact, Jiang Zhiqing's approach coincides with the theory of psychology. Judging from the popular psychological terminology a hundred years later, it is a self-venting decompression therapy, also called catharsis. Of course, Jiang Zhiqing himself does not know it.

If he had studied psychology or medicine and devoted himself to psychological research, he might be able to write an academic paper in the future and win a Nobel Prize or something.

"Something happened in Shandong. Zhang Xun collapsed not long ago." He Yingqin said lightly.

Jiang Zhiqing raised his eyebrows and asked: "How do you know?"

"I went out to buy something just now, and I heard from the shopkeeper of the cloth store in the town that their owner is from Jinan."

"It's just hearsay, who is Zhang Xun? Even Yuan Xiangcheng has to look at his face. His braided army has thousands of soldiers and horses. How can it be so easy to collapse?" Jiang Zhiqing said in disbelief and sneered.

"It really collapsed. Not only Zhang Xun, but also the guard Tian Zhongyu collapsed together. This is absolutely true!" He Yingqin said seriously.

The chopsticks reaching for the pickles paused slightly in the air. Jiang Zhiqing asked calmly: "How did it collapse? Have you asked about the specific situation?"

He Yingqin nodded, his expression seemed a little tangled: "According to the news from Shandong, Zhang Xun's braided army and Tian Zhongyu's patrol battalion were both defeated by the Eighth Division, and they were led by Fang Zida himself."

"It's Fang Zida again? The Eighth Division again?" Jiang Zhiqing was unforgettable about this name and number. If it hadn't been for Fang Zida and his Eighth Division, how could their vigorous uprising in Shanghai have failed miserably? What about Chen Qimei?

Will he die with hatred? Over the past year, Jiang Zhiqing forced himself to forget all this pain, but he couldn't help but it would always come to mind. Unexpectedly, today he suddenly heard the news about Fang Zida and the Eighth Division, and for a moment he felt like

Like a stormy sea.

Suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, Jiang Zhiqing smiled calmly: "This Fang Zida is really capable. The Eighth Division trained him well. However, although Tian Zhongyu's troops are not very good, Zhang Xun's braids

The army is a tough one, and I'm afraid the Eighth Division will suffer heavy losses in this battle."

Hearing what Jiang Zhiqing said, He Yingqin hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment, and then said: "Ruiyuan...it is said that the Eighth Division hardly lost many people in this battle, and it took a few days to force Zhang Xun."

Off to the wild."

"Not many died? How many people were there?"

"This... seems to be hundreds..."

Jiang Zhiqing's chopsticks fell on the table with a clatter, and he stared in disbelief. When he repeatedly confirmed that He Yingqin was right, he froze, muttering softly about how this was possible.

"It's true! It's said that it was officially published in the newspapers in the capital today, but I went out too late and didn't buy it. I'll find a copy tomorrow and come back and take a look and everything will be clear."

With a wry smile, Jiang Zhiqing shook his head: "Forget it, I guess there is no truth to this. I didn't expect that Fang Zida is really not a simple person. It was not an injustice when the governor was defeated by him, but now even Zhang Zhuanshuai, who has been in the army all his life, is not unjust."

Also...hey!"

He also nodded. He Yingqin's mood was similar to Jiang Zhiqing's. When he heard the news, his reaction was no different. He didn't believe his ears at all. But the facts are the facts after all. Zhang Xun left the field, Tian Zhongyu took the initiative to attach himself, and the Eighth Division

Shandong was captured in lightning speed. It is absolutely impossible to fake these major events. As long as you inquire carefully, you will know everything.

"Ruiyuan, we will be able to move freely next year. What are your plans?" After sighing, He Yingqin asked this. The court's restriction and injunction will end next year. In other words, there is no need for them to stay any longer.

In this place where birds don't come to shit, these days have been really frustrating for him.

"Plans, what other plans can I have? Let's take it one step at a time." Jiang Zhiqing shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"How about... going to Japan?" He Yingqin suggested.

"Japan? Not going!" Although Jiang Zhiqing studied in Japan, he didn't have much favorable impression of Japan, and when he mentioned Japan, he got angry. If the Japanese hadn't stabbed them in the back, Chen Qimei would have done it again.

How could he die?

"That……."

Waving his hand, Jiang Zhiqing sighed softly: "It's still early, let's talk about this later. Maybe I'll go back to my hometown to stay for a while, maybe I'll go to Shanghai later to do some business, engage in finance, etc.

road."

He Yingqin nodded silently after hearing this, and the two of them were speechless for a while, and continued to eat the dinner which was not rich at all without saying a word.

Ten minutes later, after finishing his meal, Jiang Zhiqing left He Yingqin to clear away the dishes and chopsticks. He walked back and forth in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. This was a habit he had developed since he was a child. He did not fall behind even in prison and continued to do so.

nearly thirty years.

At this time, there were several knocks on the door, and Jiang Zhiqing didn't take it seriously. In the days when they lived here, this was not the first time they knocked on the door, and the people who came often were town residents.

The police or peace officers who came up, after all, they were restricted here, and they had to receive some special treatment anytime and anywhere.

Unexpectedly, the people who came today were different from usual ones. Jiang Zhiqing, who was taking a leisurely walk with his back to the courtyard gate, could only hear He Yingqin, who opened the door, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, and then heard an unusually familiar voice.

There was a sound behind me.

"Brother Jingzhi, long time no see. Haha, and brother Ruiyuan. What's wrong? Just finished eating? It seems I'm a little late. Brother Ruiyuan looks good! It's such a good habit. You have to walk a hundred steps after a meal.

, lived to be ninety-nine….”

Turning around suddenly, Jiang Zhiqing recognized who was standing at the door at a glance.

Niang Xipi! Fang Zida! Why is he here? To be continued...
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