Years of the Republic of China 1913

The "Second Revolution" failed completely. When the news came from various places, Chen Qimei, who was hiding in the Shanghai Concession, received the news, her eyes darkened and she passed out again.

Since the defeat in the manufacturing bureau battle, Chen Qimei has suffered from the root cause of her illness. Now he has a sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, half lying on the bed, and he has long lost his previous vigorous and suave appearance.

"Brother, everything has been arranged. Let's get on the boat at nine o'clock in the evening." Jiang Zhiqing walked into the room quickly, seeing Chen Qimei like this, couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and whispered in his ear.

"Get on the boat? Where are you going?" Chen Qimei murmured to herself with blank eyes.

"Go to Japan."

"Japan...Japan...? No! I won't go! I won't go to Japan!" He whispered a few words, and suddenly sat up, shouting with an extremely excited expression.

"Brother, the doctor said you can't be excited, lie down, lie down first..." Jiang Zhiqing hurriedly held him down, picked up the cup beside the bed and fed Chen Qimei with saliva, and comforted him: "If you have something to say, speak slowly. Don't get excited, big brother, your health is critical now!"

"No! I'm not going to Japan!" Reluctantly lying down, Chen Qimei shook her head stubbornly.

Sighing, Jiang Zhiqing persuaded: "At present, the revolutions in various places have failed, and the Beiyang forces are huge. If you and I continue to stay in the country, I am afraid that it will be bad luck. Moreover, the Beijing government has appointed eldest brother as the leader of the rebellion, and has written a notice to all places to arrest him. Although the concession is still safe for the time being, just in case..., brother, let’s go! Go to Japan to escape, the future will be long!"

"Why are you going to Japan? Are you going to find Sun Wen asylum? I don't want to see this villain!" Chen Qimei clenched her fists, beating feebly on the bed, gnashing her teeth and scolding: "If he hadn't left us and fled alone, causing How could the situation become like this when the hearts of the people are scattered? Sun Wen! Sun Dapao! I will never forgive you!"

"Brother..." Jiang Zhiqing was speechless. Chen Qimei was right. Although the First Battle of the Manufacturing Bureau failed, the revolutionary party was deeply rooted in Shanghai, especially there were many gang members at the grassroots level. If Sun Wen hadn't abandoned them If you run away, gather the remnants and continue to deal with the opponents. In the end, it may be a matter of who will die. In addition, Sun Wen's sudden escape from the country has brought an inevitable impact on the overall situation of the revolution. Suddenly everything became a mess. It can be said that Sun Wen must bear the unshirkable responsibility for the failure of the second revolution.

However, in Jiang Zhiqing's view, Sun Wen's departure may be the reason, but no matter from the comparison of the strength of the two sides or the public's views on the second revolution, their failure is not wronged.It's just that Chen Qimei, who has suffered a major setback at the moment, can't get rid of her anger, and pins all her dissatisfaction and anger on Sun Wen.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhiqing tactfully persuaded him not to mention Sun Wen's name, but only asked him to stay in Qingshan and take refuge abroad temporarily.Even if you don’t want to go to Japan, you still have to leave Shanghai first, right? When you go abroad, it’s also a way to go to Europe and the United States.

After much effort, he finally persuaded Chen Qimei, and Jiang Zhiqing, who was relieved, let him have a good rest and come back before departure.

"Ruiyuan, what did the governor say?" He Yingqin, who was waiting anxiously outside the room, asked hastily.

Nodding his head, Jiang Zhiqing signaled that it was all right, and the two chatted in a low voice and quickly walked into another room, discussing the arrangements for leaving the country at night.

Just after seven o'clock that night, a car quietly stopped at the door, and Jiang Zhiqing and He Yingqin helped Chen Qimei, who was seriously ill, into the car after a while. They took no one with them except the confidant who drove the car, and left in the dark .

To be on the safe side, I made a few circles around the concession first, and then drove to Shiliupu Wharf after confirming that no one was following me.It was already 08:30 in the evening when we arrived at the pier, and the Japanese cruise ship Ebamaru was docked there. As long as you boarded the ship, everything would be safe.

Finding a remote place to stop the car, Jiang Zhiqing did not let Chen Qimei get off the car, but went down by himself to look around, and came back after confirming it was safe.

"Brother, let's go."

"Hey..." Sighing, Chen Qimei looked back at the direction of the city, got out of the car with a heavy heart, and walked slowly towards the entrance with Jiang Zhiqing's support.After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back again, two lines of tears fell down involuntarily, maybe he knew in his heart that this trip might never come back, recalling the previous scenes, Chen Qimei stopped in her tracks .

"Brother, it's not safe here, let's get on the boat!" Anxious Jiang Zhiqing persuaded, and He Yingqin looked around vigilantly, there are so many people here, it would be troublesome if someone recognized him It's big.

"Go...go...." After standing silently for a while, Chen Qimei shook her head helplessly, but just as they were about to move on, suddenly there was a commotion all around, and a group of soldiers appeared from nowhere.

"Brother! Go away! Go quickly! My little brother will stop you here!" Jiang Zhiqing knew it was wrong, and was very anxious!Pushing Chen Qimei forward, urging He Yingqin to lead him to run quickly to the side of the boat, while he pulled out a pistol from his waist, and aimed it in the direction of the shaking flashlight.

The crisp gunshots pierced the quiet night sky, and the whole pier suddenly panicked. The soldiers who rushed over hurriedly sought cover and returned fire.

Just a pistol can't stop the opponent at all. Jiang Zhiqing, who was fighting and running, was shot in the foot. He staggered and fell to the ground, but he still gritted his teeth and shot at the opponent desperately. And shouted loudly for Chen Qimei to run quickly.

"Catch him alive! Be careful not to kill him!" The surrounding soldiers gradually approached, and it seemed that an official was shouting. At the same time, Chen Qimei, who had already run for about ten meters, turned around and saw that Jiang Zhiqing had been shot and fell to the ground. When she was still trying her best to cover him, she stopped in her tracks.

"Don't shoot! We surrender! We surrender!" Unknown strength came from, Chen Qimei broke free from He Yingqin's arm, and ran back to Jiang Zhiqing's side in a few steps. Shouting loudly.

"Go! Brother, go!" Jiang Zhiqing was in a hurry, pushing Chen Qimei to tell him to run, but Chen Qimei refused to run, instead sat down on the spot, tore off her shirt to help Jiang Zhiqing bandage the wound, her face was showing The long-lost smile.

At this time, He Yingqin also ran back, with a gray complexion holding a pistol, guarding Chen Qimei's side.And those soldiers were already approaching, surrounding all three of them.

"Ruiyuan, Jingzhi, throw away the guns." Chen Qimei said calmly, and pulled Jiang Zhiqing's hand holding the gun with her own hands.

"Brother! You...why don't you run away!" Jiang Zhiqing cried loudly and beat the ground.

"Where are you from? I'm Chen Qimei, we surrendered, don't shoot!" Standing up slowly, Chen Qimei looked at the approaching soldiers and said calmly.

"Report to Governor Chen, the humble post is Zhang Huchen, Captain of the Gendarmerie of the Eighth Division of the Army!" A burly officer came over and saluted Chen Qimei.Chen Qimei raised her hand in return, pointed to Jiang Zhiqing and said, "So it's Captain Zhang of the Eighth Division. I can go with you, but my brother is injured, so please ask Captain Zhang to make it easier."

"Don't worry." Zhang Huchen nodded, and called two soldiers to pick up Jiang Zhiqing and take him to the hospital for treatment. To be honest, Zhang Huchen admired Jiang Zhiqing and Chen Qimei. He saw the situation just now clearly, so many people were chasing him. In order to cover Chen Qimei, Jiang Zhiqing dared to shoot at them with only a pistol to buy time for him to escape.As for Chen Qimei, she even gave up the possibility of her own escape, and resolutely turned around to be with her brother.

Watching the injured Jiang Zhiqing get into the car, Chen Qimei nodded slightly, indicating that she could go with Zhang Huchen.Zhang Huchen didn't do anything to Chen Qimei, but politely let him get into another car, and He Yingqin was escorted back at the same time.

After catching Chen Qimei, Zhang Huchen did not imprison him in a military camp, nor did he put him in a prison, but took him directly to a residential area in a small town in the suburbs.

"Chen Dudu, the conditions here are not good, please feel wronged for a while." Zhang Huchen said as he led him into a courtyard.

Chen Qimei looked around. This is a small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River. Although it is not big, it is very elegant. It is probably a place requisitioned by the Eighth Division.He nodded without saying anything, and went straight into the room prepared for him.

After explaining a few words and preparing some daily necessities for Chen Qimei, Zhang Huchen left after leaving behind four guards.Looking at Zhang Huchen's leaving back, after the door was closed, Chen Qimei's body that had been strenuously softened, and she sat powerlessly looking up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

Early the next morning, Zhang Huchen brought breakfast to Chen Qimei, and told him that Jiang Zhiqing's operation was successful, the bullet had been taken out, and there would be no problem.I also ask him to live here temporarily, and someone will come to see him in the next few days.

Chen Qimei didn't say much, and even didn't ask who would come to see him, and went back to the house after eating without saying a word.

Until the noon of the third day, Chen Qimei, who was resting in the yard, suddenly heard footsteps, opened her eyes and looked towards the gate of the yard, only to see a young man with a familiar face enter the yard accompanied by Zhang Huchen .

"Chen Dudu, we meet again." The young man came to Chen Qimei with a smile and sat on a chair brought by Zhang Huchen.

"Are you...?" After a few glances, Chen Qimei still couldn't remember who this person was, but she felt very familiar.

"Hehe, we met at Mr. Huang Keqiang's funeral." Fang Zida reminded with a smile.

"You are Fang Zida! People from Song Jiaoren, you... No wonder! No wonder! You are now the deputy commander of the Eighth Division!" Suddenly, Chen Qimei remembered that Fang Zida was wearing a suit, and he didn't go to the Eighth Division at first. Thinking about it, otherwise I would have guessed it.

"Chen Dudu has a good memory. I am Fang Zida. It is the second time we have met." Fang Zida nodded with a smile, picked up the teacup on the small table and tasted it with gusto.