Years of the Republic of China 1913

Zhongnanhai, the interim presidential palace signing room, Yuan Shikai finished approving a document and casually placed it on the left hand side. Shi Xia Shoutian, who had been waiting at the side of the presidential palace, helped put it into the prepared big red envelope.

"Where is Dunchuren?" Yuan Shikai muttered while reading and approving the documents.

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

After glancing at the telegram, Yuan Shikai nodded: "Gongfu, you must make proper arrangements for Dunchu's visit to Beijing, and even the entourage must not be careless."

"President, please don't worry, everything has been arranged for the humble office." Xia Shoutian made some key points, and made a detailed report to the specific arrangements for welcoming Song Jiaoren at the train station at noon tomorrow.

"Well, I don't worry about your work." Taking a sip of the tea on the table, Yuan Shikai seemed very satisfied with Xia Shoutian's arrangement, but he still carefully said: "What happened to Huang Keqiang must never happen again, whether it is the station or other Everywhere must ensure the safety of Song Dunchu."

"Yes, President!"

"Besides..." 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 said with a smile: "Don't worry about my great president. The news just came from Qingdao that Hong Shuzu is now hiding in the German Concession. He is too frightened to show his face. You know, those party members in the south want to pick him up now." eat his flesh and drink his blood."

"That can't be careless!" Yuan Shikai put the teacup on the table heavily, and a murderous intent flashed in his brows: "Not only Hong Shuzu, but also some people who are afraid of chaos in the world, I have to keep an eye on each of them. Hmph Hmph, right now some people are trying every means to put the shit bowl on the old man's head, I didn't see someone in the south jumping up and down these days, trying to get rid of the old man and then hurry up!"

"It's just a bunch of jumping clowns. There is a saying that the clean will be clean, and the turbid will be dirty. There is no need for the President to be ruined by these small people. Since Mr. Dunchu is still going north, it shows that Mr. Dunchu is still a person who understands. Well, in this world, there are people who are foolish, and there are even more people who understand." Xia Shoutian quickly comforted him, and quickly helped clean up the white paper on the table that was splashed by tea.

"Confused people? Understandable people? Hmph, I'm afraid some sensible people are deliberately pretending to be confused... Dunchu is indeed a gentleman, but often a gentleman..." Yuan Shikai stopped talking halfway, sighed and waved his hands: " No need to pack up, go, show me the list of people who came with Dunchu this time."

After receiving the list from Xia Shoutian, Yuan Shikai took a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the names of the accompanying people. He knew most of the above people, and some of them had never seen their names before, but when he saw one of them named Fang Zida When he was there, he couldn't help being stunned, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember who this person was.But it was quickly put aside.

Song Jiaoren failed to convince Sun Wen in the end, and the two debated for many days about whether to use force to revolutionize again. KMT and members of the former Tongmenghui also quarreled endlessly about this, and on several occasions they almost fought.In the end, the two sides broke up unhappy. Song Jiaoren, who had been delayed for many days, packed his bags and continued to go north as planned, but Sun Wen ran to Japan to start a new one. A few days later, he announced the establishment of the "Chinese Revolutionary Party" in Tokyo. Continue the revolution to the end.

As Huang Xing was assassinated and Sun Wen left, Song Jiaoren also changed his staff for going north this time. In addition to Wu Zhonghua, Liao Zhongkai, Yu Youren and others who were originally scheduled, Tang Shaoyi, the former cabinet minister in Shanghai, was also invited to go to Beijing together. As for Fang Zida At the invitation of Song Jiaoren before departure, with Liao Zhongkai and others as recommenders, Song Jiaoren personally approved joining the party and appeared on the list as a personal assistant.

The train arrived in Beijing on time at [-]:[-] noon, followed the crowd out of the box, and saw that the platform had been covered with a red carpet, and the military band was playing the Qing Yun song, and among the crowd who came to greet them, the leader was actually the incumbent President Yuan Shikai.

"Dun Chu, Dun Chu, looking forward to the stars and the moon, this old man is finally looking forward to you!" As soon as the music fell, Yuan Shikai warmly greeted him, clasping Song Jiaoren's hands who had just got off the train and shaking them gently.

"Teaching benevolence and virtue and ability, with President Lao coming in person, I can't afford it, I really can't afford it."

"You can afford it, you can afford it! You, Song Dunchu, can afford it!" Yuan Shi smiled all over his face, and he held Song Jiaoren's hand to greet him warmly and affectionately.And Prime Minister Zhao Bingjun behind him also looked very happy.

"Dunchu went north, the President personally came, the Prime Minister came together, two of the Beiyang Three Masters came, and the cabinet was basically assembled. President Yuan is really hardworking!" With a distance of three or five steps, the one who had just got off the bus Tang Shaoyi glanced at the crowd, and said to herself with a smile.

Fang Zida, who got out of the car, was very surprised when he heard it, and looked towards Song Jiaoren. Of course he recognized Yuan Shikai. Well, Yuan Datou, all Chinese people in later generations know that, standing beside him was laughing and talking with Song Jiaoren. The most likely person is Zhao Bingjun, the Prime Minister of the State. As for the rest of the people, he doesn't know who is who.But if you take a closer look, there is a person in the crowd who looks very much like Feng Gong, a famous cross talk actor. In all likelihood, it should be Feng Guozhang, one of the three heroes of Beiyang.

While Song, Yuan, and Zhao were laughing and chatting, the people who arrived also came forward one after another. Most of them and those who came to greet them were not old friends, but they had some friendships. When they met, they inevitably greeted each other, and laughed one after another. But he didn't know anyone, but he was not idle, wandering around in the crowd with everyone, smiling in front of everyone to make familiar faces before talking.

Song Jiaoren and others lived in the place that Yuan Shikai had arranged long ago. Generally, some of the entourage already 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 was not treated so well. , but he had already made preparations. After the main characters left one after another, he went straight to Dongjiaomin Lane in the rickshaw he found for him at the station.

Liuguo Hotel, which will be the "Huafeng Hotel" in the future.Fang Zida lived in this place once, but the feeling at that time was completely different from the present one.A hundred years later, the Huafeng Hotel was just a slightly famous three-star hotel, but now the Liuguo Hotel is the tallest building in Beijing, the most luxuriously decorated, and the most famous hotel. All accommodation, dining and entertainment are here.

Fang Zida, who was wearing a well-dressed suit, got out of the rickshaw, and his own attentive waiter helped to carry the 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 eyes of the young waiter suddenly lit up, and the one pound note folded into small pieces in his hand made him ecstatic. He hasn't encountered many in the past few years.

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

"Yes, yes, my surname is Zhou, Zhou Yuanliang. From my ancestors to me, I have always been from Forty-Nine City. Sir, you can just call me Wednesday." Wednesday'er replied earnestly with a smile on his face. Learned, since Fang Zida paid so much for tips, there must be something that needs his help.

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