Chapter seven hundred and eighty fourth bad news
Although Meng Siyuan was born into a prominent family, he was born in a vassal family. After his father died, he split up his family and when he founded the name of Jiuji Meng family in Tianjin, he had no contact with the family.
During the pre-Jin period, Ge Ming was forced to leave Shandong because of the nostalgia, his family was entirely responsible for the Liu family. The people in his family ignored Meng Siyuan's mother and let him die on their own. The relationship between relatives was already very dull. It was not until Meng Siyuan became the head of the transportation chief and became the first-class member of the Communist Party that those relatives became enthusiastic about the relationship.
They would make their own requests, but they would not be too much. They were also willing to give Meng Siyuan enough benefits. For example, let Meng's mother be buried with Meng's father after her death, return part of the original separated industries, etc., which was considered sincere. Meng Siyuan was also polite and would not refuse people from thousands of miles away, but the convenience provided was extremely limited. The relationship between the two was so irrelevant, until Meng Siyuan was arrested and the Meng family's family became lively again.
A large number of relatives came to persuade him, and tried every means to comfort Liu with good words. However, this woman was not good at socializing and dared to hide in the inner house and talk to the female relatives who came. Zou Xiurong did the social activities outside.
Her identity as an abandoned woman is a bit embarrassing in the Meng family, but Zou is not only a prominent family, but her father was the Speaker of the Shandong Provincial Assembly, and she is still a sponsor of the Bank of Communications. These relatives dare not look down on her. They said something neither salty nor light, and their relatives were very kind, saying that the family would always help the family and just speak if they needed their own help. Zou Xiurong's response was also very confident, and he didn't care about Meng Siyuan's situation at all.
With her attitude, the hearts of the family members calmed down. Several young people whispered: "I just said don't worry, Uncle Fifteen is a Jinlan brother and sister. With Guan Shuai's prestige, he calls to Beijing. Who wouldn't come out? Maybe Uncle Fifteen is now riding a special train to Jinan."
"Isn't it? My father is so confused that he is worried that Uncle Fifteen has finished his family and will come to explore the scenery. What's there to do? As long as Guan Shuai is there, even if Uncle Fifteen really digs Dongling, he won't have to sue."
The waves of visitors were like crucian carp in the river, dealing with the last wave of visitors, the sun had already set. Meng Siyuan's family did not use servants very much. After Meng's mother died, only one of the dowry girls from Liu and her husband did some rough work here. The maid stepped forward and asked what meal should be prepared for Mrs. Zou Xiurong shook his head and said, "I can't eat it. You can make some porridge for your lady. I'll go see her."
In the inner house, Liu's face was still haggard. She was not in good health and had to rest in the past two days, which made her whole body clear. After this incident, the relationship between the two women has been much closer. Seeing Zou Xiurong coming back, Liu got up and called out to her sister.
"It's time, don't be polite. Sisters and I don't like to do this, so there's no need to call around. This is your home, you are the hostess. The more you are at this moment, the more you have to show the hostess' spirit. The relatives who come today are mostly weasels to greet the chickens and have no good intentions. In name, they are here to pay homage to you, but in fact, they are probably here to explore the truth. If there is anything wrong with the Meng family, these relatives are only faster and slower than those outsiders. You have to be on guard against them and don't treat them as good people. Listen to me, Siyuan will not have any trouble. You must keep it yourself, and you must not let outsiders feel that this family cannot be kept. If this family is stable, he will win half of the lawsuit first. Your complexion is too bad, so I will ask the kitchen to make you some porridge. Tomorrow... I won't come."
"Sister...Mrs. Zou, why are you leaving?"
Seeing Liu's anxiousness, Zou Xiurong hurriedly said, "I'm not saying that I can't always be here. You and Siyuan are husband and wife, and I'm always here, which is not convenient. Let those who are interested see it, and don't know what to say, and maybe they have to say something bad to you. I'll go home first, and then someone has to walk around in the coach's mansion. You are not familiar with the fourth brother and have a tender face. When you see him blushing, you can't speak. I can only do this."
Liu said with some embarrassment: "Just just now, when my sister-in-law spoke here, they mentioned that Siyuan's lawsuit was actually all about whether the Grandmaster was willing to work hard. Will the Grandmaster still think that his brother had offended him and refused to work hard to help? I... I have thought about it, Siyuan comes back and I will leave the court. You two are a couple, and I can't occupy your position. As long as the Grandmaster is willing to save Siyuan, I can file a document and divorce now..."
Zou Xiurong held her hand and helped her back to the chair to sit. "You, I really don't know what to say. Siyuan is in prison. Isn't you a divorce at this time causing trouble? Don't listen to those women's words, but they may not have good intentions. I'm not afraid of what you don't like to listen to. With the status and authority of the fourth brother today, your elder brother is not worthy of his grudge. The fourth brother will definitely do his best in this lawsuit. Don't talk nonsense, so as not to help you."
In front of her, Liu was like a concubine, facing the eldest wife, and she didn't dare to say a word or take another step. Under the supervision of Zou Xiurong, she drank a bowl of porridge and then pulled Zou Xiurong, refusing to let her go home. The two women looked at the empty room, and their eyes became wet again.
The furnishings in the room were still the same as Zou Xiurong's before he left the hall, and there was basically no change. After Liu passed by, a courtyard was opened for her to live in, but Meng Siyuan lived in her original bedroom for a long time, and that courtyard was useless. A phonograph, a group photo, and a camera. Zou Xiurong caressed everything, and countless memories appeared before her.
On the desk, she and Meng Siyuan were taking a photo of her while studying abroad in Albion. At that time, they were both young and handsome, and the woman was handsome. The two were wearing costumes, standing by the Thames River, smiling sweetly at the camera. Zou Xiurong looked at the two in the photo frame, and was slightly lost. After a long time, he said:
"He... still keeps this? I'm interested. Mrs. Liu, Siyuan and I were studying in Albion, and then we started dating and got married later. This is all news in Shandong, and you must be very clear. At that time, I felt that as long as the two of us fell in love, we should be together, but we didn't consider your feelings. I'm very sorry for you."
"Sister, you should know more about the master's worries than me. Although our marriage is decided by our elders, the master will only be happy when he is with his sister. He has never laughed since we got married. I... I am the one who should say sorry."
"Mrs. Liu, this is Siyuan's fault and has nothing to do with you. He is a very uninteresting person. When he was in love with me, he never mentioned any romantic or romantic literature and art. Every day he talked to me was all about machinery and equipment, or industry. The boldest thing we both did was to sneak into the Albion factory, peek at their equipment, and think that after returning to China, we would also build the same large factory. Do you think our love is boring?"
"After returning to China, he first thought about saving the country through industry, and then later, he thought about relying on Ge Ming to save the country. When he became the head of the Transportation Bureau, he thought about building railways, starting mines, fighting with foreigners to the end, and regaining the mines they took. This is him. He thinks about this country every day, but never caring about the people around him. I bought all these things in the room, and wanted him to accompany me to listen to records, dance, and take a few photos, just like the fourth brother and his wife. As a result, what do you think of him? There is no time! It is difficult for a minute to be used as two minutes, and it is not enough. There is no time to be a romantic life. Sometimes I think about it, I really want to beat him up to relieve my anger. But now..."
The photo frame was put back on the table again. Zou Xiurong looked at the desk and imagined the thin figure. He used to write aloud when he was writing aloud here. It seemed that the man had returned and was handling the work at hand in front of the desk. He would never have enough time and he didn't have much time to chat with others, even if this person was his wife, it was no exception. This is Meng Siyuan...
"Sister, will they beat the master..." Liu grabbed Zou Xiurong's hand and tears fell down again.
Zou Xiurong comforted him: "They dare not. No matter what, Siyuan is also a sworn brother of Guan Hou. Even if Duan Zhiquan gives this order, the military and police below will not implement it. After all, if Guan Hou takes revenge in the future, Duan Zhiquan will not offend the Lu army for a few small roles. Those people are not stupid. They will not go to this mess."
After hearing this, Liu exhaled with relief and breathed a long breath, "That's good. The master is a scholar. If they beat him, that would be unimaginable. As long as the person is fine, everything will be fine."
That night, two women were resting in the same room. Liu was worried, unable to eat or sleep well, and became so tired that he soon fell asleep. However, Zou Xiurong opened his eyes and looked at the dark world around him, muttering to himself, "They dare not... they dare not."
As soon as the next day, Zou Xiurong wanted to go to the Marshal's Mansion to continue inquiring, but he did not expect that another group of guests would stop her. This time, they were not the relatives, but the students from several universities in Jinan. These students were from poor families. Even if they did not charge tuition fees for college, they were completely out of school and could not make money for their families, which was a huge burden. Under such conditions, even if they were studying, they would not be able to go to college.
Meng Siyuan specially established a scholarship fund in Shandong to provide subsidies to poor students, and those with excellent grades can also receive bonuses. It is precisely because these students can continue to go to school through funding.
Shandong emphasizes literature over science. In terms of the establishment of official schools, liberal arts has far more funds than science, and its faculty is also stronger. A large number of well-known scholars and literati teach in Shandong. Most of these famous scholars are literati and poets, and are not proficient in science and engineering.
Compared with liberal arts, Meng Siyuan attaches more importance to science. Most of the several science and technology universities in Shandong have donated funds, and graduates will be given priority to work in factories. For these science and technology students, Meng Siyuan is a well-deserved benefactor.
Mrs. Liu and these young male students did not dare to speak, and could only be received by Zou Xiurong. After two shifts, one student said angrily:
"The behavior of the official government is illegal. They arrested the Chief Minister without authorization from the Congress and without judicial procedures! These Beiyang warlords are all philanthropists who only levy and bully the people and truly do things for the country and the people, but have suffered unjust grievances. We have already contacted the schools in the capital, and we cannot sit idly by this behavior. If Mr. Meng cannot be treated fairly, the universities in Shandong, Hebei will hold a class for the chief tyrant to protest!"
Zou Xiurong's face sank, "Nothing! Who came up with this idea? Tell me his name, and I will immediately suggest the Shandong Education Department to expel this person's academic status. Mr. Meng's case was tried by the Beijing Court, and everything has nothing to do with Shandong. In fact, Guan Shuai has never given up on the rescue of Mr. Meng, but you are doing the chief tyrant class in Shandong. Who are you demolishing the stage? Mr. Meng sponsors you, hoping that you will study hard, become pillars of the motherland, and contribute your own strength to the development of the motherland in the future. If you don't study hard, but you are doing something about student movement. Will Mr. Meng be happy?"
Several student representatives were scolded and blushed with impulsive emotions, and gradually calmed down. Zou Xiurong held the young man's hand again
"I can understand your feelings, but when we resist, we must pay attention to methods and methods. We must trust the official and Guanshuai. You are scholars and should know more about the truth than ordinary people. When encountering things, you should be more calm and calm. You should not be too impulsive. Believe me, Guanshuai has never given up on the rescue of Mr. Meng. Shandong has sent a lawyer team to the capital to defend Siyuan. We must believe in the fairness and sacredness of the judicial system, and we must also believe that Guanshuai is more anxious than each of you. At this time, we must ensure the stability of Shandong, otherwise we will not be self-disturbing? Siyuan will not be happy. He has always hoped that you will study more and be a pillar of the Communist Party of China, but he does not want you to become anti-social elements."
"Ms. Zou, what you said makes sense is that we are too impulsive." The student representative is a shy big boy. He was born in a farm family and did not have much experience in dealing with the opposite sex. He was held by a woman like an older sister, as if he touched the electric door, and his face instantly turned red.
"Ms. Zou...we...we will study hard. The classmates were just angry and didn't want Mr. Meng to be wronged."
"I understand the feelings of the students. But Siyuan told me that he hoped that China would produce more science and engineering talents so that we could catch up with the Thai powers in the shortest time. This requires everyone to study hard, instead of dominating the class at any time, are you right?"
At this time, a female student wearing a black short skirt ran in outside, with a pale face and a very panic look. She shouted when she entered the door: "No, no! The latest news from the newspaper office in Beijing sent out, Mr. Meng's verdict has been released."
"So quickly?" Zou Xiurong let go of the student's hand and came to the female student. "How could such a big case come out so quickly? Will there be any error in the news?"
But Liu had already rushed over and grabbed the female student's arm. "What do you say about the court...?"
The female student stroked her chest and gasped hard, and said, "As soon as the court went to work today, it was a death sentence... a death sentence!"
Chapter completed!