noon.
restaurant.
Zhou Bingkun asked Qi Peng out.
"Feng Huacheng also went to the capital and was arrested?" Qi Peng said in surprise when he heard Zhou Bingkun said about Feng Huacheng.
"Yes, this Feng Huacheng is a troublemaker, he is too mischievous." Zhou Bingkun drank a drink with some displeasure.
"Bingkun, please be patient. The incident in Beijing is not that serious. None of them were shot. They were just arrested. It's no big deal." Qi Peng comforted him.
"That's right. If no one dies, it's not a big deal." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"However, the problem with their characterization is very serious. I'm afraid they will be detained in the detention center for a few years." Qi Peng also drank a toast.
"Just turn it off. There's nothing we can do about it." Zhou Bingkun picked up the cup and continued to drink.
"Bingkun, I have a friend over in the capital. He works in a detention center. Although he can't let Feng Huacheng go, he can still prevent him from being bullied." Qi Peng didn't dare to join Zhou Bingkun in toasting. Zhou Bingkun had almost finished one bottle by himself, and he had already drank three or four taels.
"That's fine. This is an explanation for my sister." Zhou Bingkun said nonchalantly.
"By the way, Bingkun, Feng Huacheng's poem was published in "Golden Land". Is it the poem you provided?"
"No, it was Guo Cheng who Shao Jingwen found and got Feng Huacheng's poem."
"I'm afraid Shao Jingwen of "Golden Land" won't be able to escape jail. Guo Cheng is your father's apprentice, right? How come he is involved in this matter?"
"It seems that when Feng Huacheng composed this poem, Guo Cheng was by his side. He memorized it and then gave it to Shao Jingwen." Although Guo Cheng did not want the piece of paper with Feng Huacheng's poem written on it, he still wanted it because of it. The poem was caught.
"I'm afraid Guo Cheng will also be arrested."
"Yes, Feng Huacheng's poem has led many people to the detention center."
"His poem is good, but, alas..." There are some words that Qi Peng did not dare to say in the restaurant.
...
afternoon.
City hospital.
"Ding ding ding..." the phone rang.
"Hello, I'm Zhou Bingkun."
"Bingkun, there is nothing wrong with Feng Huacheng in the capital. He is a famous poet. No one bullied him in the detention center. I also asked someone to take care of him. The people in the same cell as him are all cultural people..." Qi Peng worked quickly. , he went back at noon, contacted people, inquired about the latest news about Feng Huacheng, and found someone to take care of Feng Huacheng in the detention center.
"Thank you, Brother Peng. Let's have a drink together when you have time."
"Haha, Bingkun, I don't dare to drink with you. You drank three bottles by yourself at noon, and nothing happened. You continued to treat patients when you went back. I only drank a few taels, and I'm still dizzy." Qi Peng I admire Zhou Bingkun’s drinking capacity.
"Qi Peng, your drinking capacity is so bad that you can't even drink a pound. You should drink more and exercise more." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"It's useless to drink too much. Drinking too much will harm your body. It's better to drink less." Qi Peng gave up. He would not drink more under Zhou Bingkun's deception.
"Who said drinking is useless? When dealing with Lao Maozi, as long as you drink them down, they will give in." Zhou Bingkun said casually. He remembered that there seemed to be a report that he got benefits from Lao Maozi by drinking.
"That seems to be the case. If I meet Lao Maozi another day, I will call you over and you will knock them all down." Qi Peng said with a smile.
The two chatted for a while and hung up the phone.
Zhou Bingkun dialed Han Yun's number.
"Hello, I'm Zhou Bingkun, looking for Comrade Han Yun."
"Hello, Dr. Zhou, I am Xiao Han."
"Xiao Han, when you have time, send a message to Zhou Rong, saying that Feng Huacheng is fine. He eats well and sleeps well in the detention center, and no one dares to bully him..." Zhou Bingkun said something about Feng Huacheng.
"I understand, Doctor Zhou, I will pass the news to Teacher Zhou today." Han Yun said respectfully.
"Xiao Han, how are your parents?"
"Dr. Zhou, my parents are in much better health. They are now..." Han Yun detailed his parents' physical condition.
"I understand, there is no need to adjust the prescription, just continue to drink the medicine."
"Doctor Zhou, my eldest brother has been in poor health recently..." Han Yun's brother heard about Zhou Bingkun's medical treatment and asked Han Yun to ask Zhou Bingkun.
"Xiao Han, according to your description, your elder brother's illness may be..., you need to check with your elder brother to see if he still has such symptoms..., if so, then use this prescription... ." Zhou Bingkun patiently explained the treatment method to Han Yun.
"Thank you, Dr. Zhou. I've written it all down and I'll get back to you tomorrow morning."
...
the next day.
morning.
"Golden Land" magazine.
Shao Jingwen is busy reviewing the manuscript.
After the publication of Feng Huacheng's poem, "Golden Land" magazine received many more submissions.
"Xiao Zhang, look at this poem. It was written by a young man. It has a profound meaning." Shao Jingwen laughed and chatted about poetry with a young girl.
This little girl is a new temporary worker recruited by the magazine. She is a poetry lover and also likes Feng Huacheng's poems. She has an average appearance, average figure, and is unremarkable.
"Editor-in-Chief Shao, this poem is an innovation in form, but not as good as Feng Huacheng in content..." Xiao Zhang commented a few sentences, each of which was consistent with Feng Huacheng's.
"Although Feng Huacheng's poems are good, he didn't write many poems." Shao Jingwen shook his head.
"Editor Shao, good poems come by chance. How can you write so many poems?" Xiao Zhang said with a smile.
"That's what happened, but now everyone is not pursuing quality. They are all eager to publish poems and want to raise their professional titles to make more money so that they can allocate houses in advance." Shao Jingwen frowned.
"Yes, but such behavior is understandable. Who doesn't want to live in a good house? I just want to live in a building." Xiao Zhang said with a smile.
"Haha, you young people still need to be able to endure hardship. You should read more and study more, so that you can write good poems and articles." Shao Jingwen likes to give advice to young people.
"Okay, Editor Shao, I will study hard. By the way, Editor Shao, I have read the book you lent me, you..." Xiao Zhang didn't finish his words.
Because someone pushed the door open and came in, interrupting her.
A middle-aged inspector in uniform took the lead and walked in. He was holding a folder in his hand and a pistol on his waist. Behind him was a young man with handcuffs hanging on his waist.
"Who is Shao Jingwen?" the young inspector shouted loudly.
"I'm Shao Jingwen, what can I do for you?" Shao Jingwen stood up and asked.
"Come with us." The young inspector stared at Shao Jingwen and shouted.
"Why should I go with you? Have I broken the law?" Shao Jingwen was not afraid, his back was straight.
"Did you hear Feng Huacheng's poem published in "Golden Land" from Guo Cheng?" asked the middle-aged inspector. He already had some control over the situation.
"Yes, it's the poem I asked for from Guo Cheng. Is there any problem with that?" Shao Jingwen didn't know about Feng Huacheng's stay in the capital yet.
"Feng Huacheng has been arrested in the capital. If you publish his poem, you have to go back with us. Let's go." The middle-aged inspector said with a serious face.
"I..." Shao Jingwen still wanted to defend himself.
"Cuff him and take him away," the middle-aged inspector said impatiently.
"You can't do this to me, I didn't break the law, I didn't do anything wrong, I..." Shao Jingwen was taken away in an ungraceful manner.
Xiao Zhang was frightened. She went straight home. She also gave up her job at the magazine. As for who Feng Huacheng was, she also forgot.
She wants to marry her neighbor Xiao Wang and live a happy life.
...
at the same time.
Guizhou.
"Why did you arrest me?" Guo Cheng looked unconvinced.
"You provided Feng Huacheng's poems published in "Golden Land". You can go back with us."
"Ah? It turns out it's because of that poem!" Guo Cheng looked incredulous. He no longer resisted. He knew it was useless to resist.
