When I got out of the Steppank car, I held a cane in one hand and a handkerchief in the other to cover my mouth and cough.
The person next to him wanted to help him, but the old man used his last bit of stubbornness to shake his shoulders and throw his hands away...
"good!"
I don't know who shouted "Hello" in the crowd, and the group of students and the theater fans seemed to be excited to see Ma Lianliang on the stage, and they burst into applause.
Mr. Li Shaoyang is their idol in their hearts. This old man dared to shout the slogan "Revitalize China and promote our country's prestige" in front of the enemy's hinterland with swords and guns. He dared to write down the crimes of the Japanese invaders at the age of 10, neither greedy for life nor fear of death. He,
He is the spiritual leader of passionate students.
Mr. Li slowly walked towards the podium wearing a black gown. He was wearing a mandarin jacket, a jade pendant, a pocket watch, and two large sapphire gold rings on his fingers.
The student asked the people around him in confusion: "What is Mr. Li doing? Now that the country is facing a national crisis, does he want us to see how rich he is?"
Many students were puzzled. At this time, they thought a Japanese officer came to the podium.
"Everyone, for the common prosperity of East Asia, the Empire of Japan decided to jointly develop Northeast China with Manchukuo. During this period, we had misunderstandings with many students and teachers. In order to resolve these misunderstandings, today we specially invited Mr. Li Shaoyang to come.
Explain in detail that the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity will be beneficial to the development of Manchukuo without any harm..."
The audience was completely silent.
The students were waiting for an answer.
Li Shaoyang wants to explain the reasons why the Japanese invaded Northeast China? He also wants to use a high-sounding slogan?
How can this be!
"Mr. Li?"
The Japanese turned around, made way for Li Shaoyang, and made a 'please' gesture.
Li Shaoyang slowly walked towards the microphone. As soon as he stood in front of the microphone, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, which had been cloudy for several days without rain, followed by thunder.
He didn't even raise his head.
Looking at the many students in front of me and the mountains and rivers of the motherland in front of me, my lips that were so old that they already had age spots slowly opened, but when the words in my stomach still couldn't come out, I closed my mouth again.
Click.
Xu Ruifeng had already grasped the handle of the Browning 1899 gun on his cuff, put his hands in his sleeves and leaned against the telephone pole, watching the fun with passers-by, and slowly opened the safety, he was waiting.
"Well……"
When he spoke again, Li Shaoyang's voice and the noise from the microphone appeared at the same time, and the sound of "buzz" shattered the expectations of thousands of students.
They were afraid that this old man, who was not afraid of power or guns, and had become unyielding, would say words that would destroy his own will. At that moment, the students would not know who to believe.
"I am Li Shaoyang."
No one in the audience spoke, and the students did not want to be taken advantage of, so they were all waiting to see what would happen.
"The old man can hardly walk anymore."
He lowered his head with a wry smile on his face: "My eyes are also blurry, and even when I write poetry on weekdays, my hands are shaking."
Xu Ruifeng took out his gun and hung the muzzle to the ground, just standing in the crowd.
To him, these words sounded like excuses!
He has killed too many people, and almost every one of them will admit their mistakes before dying, and then come up with excuses. Even the excuse mode is exactly the same, 'If I didn't do this, how could I do so?' This has become a routine operation.
How similar is Li Shaoyang to the other person now?
"The reason why I am telling you this is to prove something."
Another Japanese officer walked onto the podium and said in Japanese to the first person who came up: "Will Li Shaoyang surrender?"
"Don't worry, as long as I hear any words from him that incite the people, I will stop this speech."
He turned around and asked, "Where are all the reporters located?"
"Report to Colonel, all reporters have been arranged at a distance. They can only see Li Shaoyang speaking for us on the rostrum, and absolutely cannot hear anything. The only ones who can record are our domestic reporters."
"Well done. Before we are sure that Li Shaoyang will say what we want to hear, we will never allow those reporters to get close. Even after he has finished speaking...just give them a copy of the recording."
The Japanese are not fools. They are also afraid that Li Shaoyang will suddenly go back on his word and say uncontrollable words in front of a large number of people and reporters.
Li Shaoyang stood on the podium and continued: "I want to prove to you that I, Li Shaoyang, have never become faint as I grow old; even if my eyes are dim, I can still see everything in front of me clearly."
"Look at me, everyone!"
He stretched out his hand and swept the clothes on his body, attracting everyone's attention and said: "This is silk shipped from Suzhou and Hangzhou to the Northeast. I am not afraid of everyone's ridicule. For this little thing, even if my granddaughter wants a piano, I am not willing to buy it."
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He stretched out his finger again and showed off the sapphire ring: "This is a serious royal gift that I took back from a down-and-out prince."
Li Shaoyang turned his head and looked at the Japanese officer: "Is this outfit quite luxurious?"
The Japanese officer gave a thumbs up and a fake smile on his face: "Mr. Li's stuff is naturally the best." He flattered him and said, "Even if it's not the best, if you just say a word, we will find the best."
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Li Shaoyang turned his head and looked at the people in front of him: "Okay, let's talk about the 'Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity' next."
The Japanese are waiting with anticipation, wanting to hear what the extraordinary literary master of Chinese studies has to say...
The next second.
Li Shaoyang looked at all the students gently. In front of him were faces full of youthfulness and pairs of eyes full of hope. These eyes were all paying attention to him.
Looking up again, I saw the familiar streets in front of me, and the crisp local accent seemed to ring in my ears...
Xu Ruifeng moved, and he saw agility in Li Shaoyang's eyes. Something completely different from the previous loss of soul was flashing. That kind of gaze was called - nostalgia.
boom!
There was a gunshot.
Li Shaoyang held the gun against his chin with one hand and pulled the trigger without blinking. When a cloud of blood mist appeared above his head, he fell backwards.
Xu Ruifeng understood.
Thousands of students understand it.
Li Shaoyang is not here to give a speech today, he is here to fulfill his promise. That promise is still hanging on the door lintel as a Spring Festival couplet, 'I will take my life'!
And the clothes on his body are not to show off. They are the last savings of Mr. Li Shaoyang who has been a master of Chinese studies all his life. He wants to take them into the coffin before he dies. In China, this kind of clothing is called dressing up old clothes, also called dressing up.
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As for saying "co-prosperity in East Asia" for the Japanese, Li Shaoyang also expressed his position.
Although he is old, he is not blind; he is dazzled but not blind. If you have to force this stubborn old man to say something, he will answer you with two words with his life - no words!
"Mr. Li!"
There was a shout from the audience, and thousands of students began to attack the human cordon formed by the Japanese army. When the cordon was completely broken, the students gathered around Li Shaoyang's body one by one.
Xu Ruifeng watched all this with his own eyes.
He knew what happened at Li Shaoyang's house, and he also knew clearly that Zhang Hongyan lived in the backyard of Li Shaoyang's house. However, this stubborn old man neither gained sympathy nor mentioned anything about the matter. His death proved that even if he destroys
When it's difficult to help your family, you will never kneel down.
Wow.
Heavy rain falls.
There was no dripping process, it just poured out. Thousands of students surrounded Li Shaoyang's body, one by one, extending their hands to cover the old man, for fear that the rain would wet his body.
They no longer know how to feel sorry for this old man from Zhangxiang...
