The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

It is already mid-May, and Tianjin is a bit hot this year, with daytime temperatures exceeding 30 degrees.

Wanrong was wearing a white silk short-sleeved cheongsam, revealing her slender figure. She leaned over on the table, staring very seriously at the front, the slits of the cheongsam showed Bai Shengsheng's calf.

"boom!"

When a ball is hit, the ball bumps wildly, without any rules.

Zhou Hexuan played slowly and easily scored 18 points in a row. He said: "Miss Guo, it doesn't matter whether you score or not in snooker. The most important thing is to disgust your opponent. You have to learn to play. Mr. Kang knows this very well."

Zhou Hexuan was insinuating that Kang Youwei didn't do business and only made trouble, but Wanrong didn't hear it. She was concerned about the messy address, and said with a smile: "My surname is not Guo, let alone Miss. My full name is Guo Bro Wanrong."

"You can see that Mr. Pu can be named Pu, not even Aixinjueluo, of course you can also be named Guo," Zhou Hexuan said nonsensically, "As for Miss, it seems too old-fashioned to call you a lady, calling you a queen Your Majesty is not suitable, should I call you Mrs. Pu?"

"But I am Mrs. Pu." Wan Rong laughed. Zhou Hexuan has always given her a very special feeling. He is different from anyone she has ever known. He speaks strangely, acts strangely, and thinks strangely. He is always so unconventional.

Zhou Hexuan said solemnly: "I think calling a woman Mrs. So-and-so or Mrs. So-and-so is disrespectful to her, as if she is a vassal of her husband, rather than an independent individual. What do you think?"

"Perhaps." Wanrong nodded thoughtfully. She finally figured out why she felt that Zhou Hexuan was very special, because people she had contacted before, even her father and girlfriends, only regarded her as a queen, or Puyi's wife, and only Zhou Hexuan regarded her as a normal woman.

For Wan Rong, this was a wonderful experience, as if something was taking root in her heart.

"boom!"

Wanrong quickly learned to use it flexibly, and hit the white ball into the ball pile, and Zhou Hexuan began to feel sick, with a mischievous smile on her face.

Zhou Hexuan had no choice but to scatter the pile of balls indiscriminately, and praised: "Miss Guo, you have a good understanding."

Wanrong has already accepted this title, and said while playing: "Just now I heard faintly from the side, you don't seem to think that the restoration can be successful?"

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "You seem to be very happy about it."

"Yeah, I think Tianjin is very good, there is no need to go back to the palace." This is the first time Wanrong has revealed her heart to someone.

Zhou Hexuan said with emotion: "The revolution in China is already very mild. When the revolutions broke out in Britain and France, their kings and queens ended up being beheaded."

Wanrong frowned and said, "That's because the king was too cruel, so the common people killed him to vent their anger. My husband has never done anything bad, so he shouldn't be treated like that cruelly."

"For members of the parliament, King Charles I of England is indeed brutal, and his beheading is beyond reproach," Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, "but Louis XVI of France has a gentle personality and has no intention of governing, but prefers to be a locksmith. He voluntarily gave up communism, had a good character, lived a simple life, was kind-hearted, and loved the people, but he was still guillotined by the revolutionaries."

"Really?" Wanrong was quite surprised.

"It's absolutely true," Zhou Hexuan nodded and said, "Mr. Pu and Louis XVI have some similarities in character, such as indecision. If they take power and become emperors, they will harm others and themselves. I hope you can persuade him .”

Wanrong nodded silently, she was really worried that she would be executed one day, that bloody scene was too scary.

There was a playful smile on Zhou Hexuan's face, he could have foreseen that Wanrong would definitely be scolded and even left in the cold after going back to persuade Puyi to give up the restoration.

What exactly does Zhou Hexuan want to do?

He has limited abilities, and he doesn't want to be involved in the sinister power struggle, so he can only play small tricks.

Puyi will be supported by the Japanese as a puppet emperor in the future, which is a joke to many people. But for those left behind, old and young, and traitors who are greedy for power, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even because of the emperor's banner, it was much smoother for the Japanese to recruit puppet troops in the Northeast.

Zhou Hexuan just wanted to shave Puyi into a bare pole, and instigated the divorced queen and concubine Shu to divorce him, so that his face would be disgraced. It would be better if Pu Yi, who was hit hard, no longer wants to be emperor, even if he still chooses to be a puppet, it is still a puppet without prestige.

Although this may have limited effect, Zhou Hexuan is finally doing his little bit for the country, just seeking peace of mind.

As for the empress and concubine Shu who were being used, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing for them.

In history, Concubine Shu Wenxiu sternly rejected the coercion and temptation of the Japanese. During the Anti-Japanese War, life was hard. She made a living by pasting paper boxes and selling on the street. When she divorced, in order to obtain Puyi's support, she promised never to remarry, and she kept her promise, which can be described as a small detail. Later, she finally got married, but her later life was bleak and deplorable.

Empress Wanrong was not much better. Ever since Wenxiu filed for divorce, Pu Yi, who was disgraced, blamed her entirely, thinking that Wanrong forced Wenxiu to leave, and has been neglected ever since. After becoming the puppet emperor, Puyi's personality became even more eccentric, and Wanrong was basically under confinement, so she smoked opium. Later, she had an affair with the guard and gave birth to a child, but the child died strangely, which directly drove Wanrong crazy, really crazy.

Zhou Hexuan asked them to leave Puyi early, but he was actually doing a good deed, at least the ending would not be worse than in history.

Of course Zhou Hexuan wanted to do more than that. For example, with Marshal Chu, he didn't mind playing tricks at critical moments. Dare to arrest Zhou Hexuan, and act like a slave at will, no matter what, he has to pay a price!

After a round of snooker, Wanrong took out a cigarette from her handbag and lit it, and asked, "Do you want one?"

Zhou Hexuan walked over and took off the cigarette that Wanrong lit, put it in his mouth and smoked, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"You...you are shameless!" Wan Rong's pretty face flushed, she didn't know whether it was from anger or shame. There was still her saliva on the cigarette holder, and it was caught by Zhou Hexuan. Isn't this a kiss in disguise?

Zhou Hexuan said thick-skinned: "I don't like women who smoke."

"Who wants you to like it!" Wanrong said angrily, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she really didn't take out any more cigarettes.

Puyi also finished a round, and seeing Wanrong's expression was abnormal, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "I am discussing the health hazards of cigarettes with Mrs. Pu."

Puyi actually believed it, but Wanrong bowed her head guiltily, not daring to meet her husband's eyes, as if she had done something unethical.

But at this moment in the lounge, Kang Youwei thought over Zhou Hexuan's words over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. There was no hope of restoration at all, and all the running around for more than a month was in vain. His chest was tight and short of breath, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he felt his throat was sweet——

"puff!"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and Kang Youwei passed out.