Volume 2: The crown and the hat are all over the capital, and the spirit is full of energy and enter the foggy city Chapter 43 Teacher Qian
Subtitle of this chapter: The historical truth turns out to be like this!
"Mr. Yuan, are you satisfied with this room?"
The Rosewood Hotel has only five floors, and this room is on the top floor. Although it is not the top-level presidential suite, it is also a second-level executive suite. Moreover, the guest room is decorated quite luxuriously, and adopts the Rococo style that Americans like very much.
Of course, for people like Yuan Yanshu and Meng Xiancheng who have received traditional Chinese education, this style is a bit too complicated and soft, and the colors are too bright and dazzling.
But no matter how much they disliked it, they could tell that this guest room was of high quality. It was at least 70 square meters in size, and in addition to a bedroom with a view of the river outside the window, there was also a separate study and reception room.
Of course, this cannot be compared with the luxurious apartment that Master Yuan lives in now, but it is much better than the shabby apartment that these two students once rented and now live in.
Our Master Yuan walked around the guest room, nodded with satisfaction, and then heard...
"Boo!"
This was naturally the sound of a bottle of champagne being opened. When staying in a room like this, champagne would definitely be served .
Without waiting for his request, the lobby foreman poured two glasses of champagne for them. Then he lowered his hands and asked respectfully, "Mr. Yuan, do you need any service?"
"No need." Yuan Yan shook her head, skillfully took out a piece of Alexander Hamilton from her wallet and put it in the other person's hand, saying, "Thank you, sir."
Don't forget that $10 was a skilled worker's weekly wage at the time. Coffee was only five cents a cup, and drinking a $10 cup of coffee in one gulp could cause tachycardia.
The foreman's smile deepened, and he bent down a little lower, saying more attentively, "Mr. Yuan, please call me Frank. If you need anything, please call the front desk and talk to me directly."
After Frank left the room, Master Yuan picked up a glass of champagne and handed it to his old friend, saying, "Bohong, let us congratulate you in advance on obtaining your master's degree."
Meng Xiancheng took the wine glass and said, "Hongjian, I would also like to congratulate you in advance on obtaining your doctorate degree. "
The two of them laughed and drank a glass.
Meng Xiancheng sighed, shook his head and said, "Hongjian, don't blame me for looking down on you. But I really didn't expect you to make such a big splash in New York. And you can even write novels..."
He said admiringly: "Your talent and strategy are no longer the same as Wu Hongjian!"
Yuan Yan smiled and immediately said, "When a man has been away for three days, he will be looked at with new eyes. Brother Bohong, why are you so late in seeing things?"
The conversation between the two actually comes from the famous dialogue between Lu Su and Lu Meng in "Zizhi Tongjian", which is also the origin of the idiom "A scholar who has been away for three days should be treated with new eyes" .
So, if our Master Yuan had not inherited the Chinese studies foundation from his great-great-grandfather, he would not know how to communicate with Serbian intellectuals these days.
"Bohong, please sit down." Master Yuan greeted him, and the two of them sat down on the sofa in the living room.
He took out a cigar, lit it and asked casually, "How is your family doing lately?"
Meng Xiancheng added: "My family is fine, and the world is peaceful..."
To be honest, before the Songhu meeting, the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai free shipping empire was not a paradise, but it was still a safe place. Of course, there was a Jiangsu-Zhejiang war in 1924, and the Northern Expedition and the April 12 Incident in 1927.
However, in the past two years, there will be neither natural disasters nor man-made disasters in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai regions. As for the drama "Three or Five More Bushels"... it's good enough that these poor Koreans can still eat.
"Oh, Mr. Qianlu wrote to me to ask about you. In the letter, he admitted that he had been wrong in saying that you would never amount to anything. By the way, did you receive the letter he wrote to me?"
"this……"
Yuan Yanshu had very complicated feelings towards Mr. Qianlu.
Qian Jibo, also known by his courtesy name Ziquan and pseudonym Qianlu, was also from Wuxi. He was also a famous educator and Sinology scholar during the Republic of China. In 1913, he served as a teacher of literature, history and geography at Wuxi County No. 1 Primary School. In other words, Mr. Qian was one of their enlightenment teachers.
At that time, Mr. Qian felt that Yuan Yanshu lacked a certain spirit and energy, and he even said that although his student was smart, he would never become a great man in the future. So...
It's so sexy! No wonder the hero of Fortress Besieged is called Fang Hongjian!
That’s right, that’s right, Qian Jibo gave birth to a baby son in 1910, and his name was… Qian Zhongshu!
Our Master Yuan now understands the situation: Qian Jibo had a student named Yuan Yanshu, also known as Hongjian, and his son Qian Zhongshu must have known from his father that there was such a student who was a little smart but not very determined. This year, Qian will also know that Yuan Yanshu brought back a PhD from Clayton University in Europe from the United States.
So Qian Zhongshu named the protagonist of "Fortress Besieged" Fang Hongjian!
It turns out that this is the historical truth, my great-great-great-grandfather Yuan Hongjian is really the prototype of Fang Hongjian!!!
How can this be tolerated, how can this be tolerated, how can this be tolerated? !
Oh no, I will be a master of neoclassical liberalism in the future. If that's the case, then there will be no "Fortress Besieged" in this timeline? !
This is...great!
By the way, this little boy Qian is having a miserable life now.
After Qian Zhongshu was born, he was adopted by his uncle, the famous calligrapher Qian Jicheng. Qian Jicheng was childless in his old age, so he spoiled his adopted son a little bit. He adopted a laissez-faire education for him, giving him lessons in the afternoon and taking him to the teahouse to listen to storytelling in the morning. As a result, Qian Zhongshu gradually developed the bad habits of getting up late and going to bed late, being greedy and playful, and became a little playboy.
But in 1920, Qian Jicheng passed away, and Qian Jibo began to directly discipline his son. In order to make him catch up with the progress of new education, he taught Qian Xiaoping math. But his son just didn't get it, and his father was so angry that he had to use physical education.
God, please open your eyes. Who told you to make fun of our Yuan family? When I return to China... Humph!
"Well...if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. I did receive a letter of condolence from him. But I was too busy at the time and didn't reply. What a sin."
Yuan Yan slapped her thigh and said excitedly, "I will write to him later and ask him about his son's recent situation."
"His son?" Meng Xiancheng asked in confusion, "Teacher Qianlu's son seems to be only ten years old. Do you know him?"
Our Master Yuan nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, he is a good boy. He will definitely have a bright future!"
