Siheyuan's Journey Through the Ages

Chapter 28 Theory of Quantum Entanglement

The golden liquid sparkled with an alluring luster under the afterglow of the setting sun. Ma Qing gently placed his lips on the rim of the cup and slowly tilted it, and the cold beer slid into his throat like silk. The refreshing taste danced on the tip of his tongue, and then turned into a cold current, running along his throat straight to his heart.

Putting down the half-empty glass, a faint malt aroma and refreshing herbal scent filled the air. Ma Qing closed his eyes, feeling the moment of tranquility and relaxation brought by the beer.

In his previous life, Ma Qing's happiest moment was to hide in an air-conditioned room alone on a hot summer day and drink a big gulp of beer. After sixty years, in this brief moment, Ma Qing seemed to have returned to the past, immersed in the slightly bitter world brought by beer.

Ma Qing did not notice that in another corner of his tavern, Liu Zhiqing was sitting decadently at the table, holding a small wine glass in his hand, his fingers were white, his tendons were tense, and he was staring at him intently.

Opposite Liu Zhiqing sat a middle-aged man, who was dressed elegantly for that era, except for his washed-out cuffs, which showed how fashionable he once was.

The middle-aged man noticed that Liu Zhiqing was not in a good state, and following Liu Zhiqing's gaze, he also looked at Ma Qing.

"Lao Liu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Liu Zhigao was awakened and said hurriedly: "Nothing, I saw someone and lost my composure."

"Do you know that guy? Who is he? Does he have a grudge against you?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.

"Who else could it be? Ma Qing, the one who wrote 'My Motherland and I'. My family was screwed over by this guy. I'm not afraid of being laughed at. You know something about this. Zhigao lost his job because of this, I was punished, and my son's future was ruined. He can be said to be the biggest enemy of my family."

"He is Ma Qing, the one who wrote "My Motherland and I"? " The middle-aged man's mind raced as he came up with a plan.

The middle-aged man was named Fei Chengcai, and he was Liu Zhigao's middle school classmate. However, what Liu Zhigao didn't know was that Fei Chengcai was also an intelligence officer of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. He was ordered to stay behind in 49 and had been promoted to lieutenant colonel intelligence officer of the Kuomintang over the past ten years.

Fei Chengcai worked at Sijiucheng Publishing House. When he heard about the Liu family's experience, he pretended to meet Liu Zhigao by chance with ulterior motives and reestablished a relationship with him.

Originally, a teenager who wrote "My Motherland and I" was not worthy of the Kuomintang's attention. It had no practical value and was a political loss of face.

But now this song is too famous, and the tenth anniversary of the Communist Party is approaching. If it was Liu Zhigao who killed Ma Qing, as long as it was not the Kuomintang themselves, the political significance would be different. It would be the Communist Party that would lose face in the dog-eat-dog situation. So Fei Chengcai planned to fan the flames and add some fuel to the fire, so that he could not be blamed afterwards. It would be a good thing and cost nothing, so why not do it?

Fei Chengcai organized his words in his mind. This technique of lighting a ghost fire with a sinister wind is an art. Not only must it not leave any evidence, but it must also make sure that Liu Zhigao will not be able to recover from the incident afterwards.

"Tell me what's going on." This is called recalling pain and deepening hatred.

"This is indeed a bit embarrassing. After Zhiqing received "My Motherland and I", he became scheming and came home to discuss the theft of the manuscript with me. We were planning to spend 500 yuan to buy the manuscript, and we didn't want to let this guy suffer a loss.

Who would have thought that this guy would submit the same manuscript to multiple publications? By the time I found him, it was too late. "Liu Zhigao emphasized that he was going to offer a whopping 500 yuan, trying to rationalize his despicable behavior.

"Submitting the same manuscript to multiple places is a bit ungentlemanly. It's like setting a trap for others to fall into. But you can't blame them. What can a child understand?" Fei Chengcai fanned himself while getting himself out of the situation.

"Alas, but the price our family has paid is too high. I get so angry when I see this kid that I can't control myself at all." "I understand, I understand. If it happened in the past, it would have been a great hatred that would destroy a family and exterminate a clan. But now it's a new society and there's still a long way to go." While Fei Chengcai was exaggerating his hatred, he hinted to Liu Zhigao that your family will have a long way to go in the future.

"How long is the future? Will our Liu family still have good days in the future?" Liu Zhigao smiled bitterly.

Fei Chengcai was delighted and continued, "So what do you want? Looking for an opportunity to hit someone with a club or stab them with a knife? I tell you, you can't do that. If you get caught, you're done for. As a man, you should learn to be a coward and hide when you should. That way you can live longer."

"Turtle bastard, haha, who the hell can be a turtle bastard." Liu Zhigao's heart tightened. Maybe it was the blessing of the Liu family's ancestors, or maybe it was just a gust of wind that blew Liu Zhigao. The Liu family motto suddenly came to his mind: If a person doesn't contact you for a long time, you must be more careful when you meet him again.

Perhaps it was because of the Liu family's good fortune that Liu Zhigao's mind suddenly took another path. The following conversation made Liu Zhigao realize that Fei Chengcai had bad intentions and was simply fanning the flames. Poor Fei Chengcai thought he was very capable, but he died before he could accomplish his mission.

The conversation between the two old silver coins continued, and the more Liu Zhigao talked, the more certain he became that there was something wrong with Fei Chengcai. He was secretly happy in his heart. He didn't expect that my chance to turn things around would come so quickly. After making up his mind, he went to report this bastard and performed even harder with Fei Chengcai.

This is how the world is. Some people think they are smarter than others, but they don’t know that this arrogance is a manifestation of stupidity.

Putting aside this conversation that changed form, Ma Qing didn't notice that a conspiracy against him had dissipated. Instead, he was arguing with the proprietress: "Madam, give me another bottle. I'm in a hurry to drink. I haven't eaten the food yet, and the wine is gone."

"No, no, you can't drink so much at such a young age. What will happen if you get drunk?"

"How can I be drunk? Look at me," Ma Qing stood up and said as he marched around the table with the proprietress.

"Okay, one more bottle at most. Lao Cai, get a bottle of Sijiucheng for this young man." The proprietress shouted at the bar.

Ma Qing was startled. No way! Then he saw a middle-aged man in a blue V-neck shirt walking towards him with a bottle of beer. How should I put it? Apart from the fact that this man also had big bags under his eyes, he didn't look anything like Mr. Ni Dahong.

Ma Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but he had a vague guess in his mind that this world might be a huge patchwork monster. Is this scientific?

"What's unscientific about this? According to the theory of emotional quantum entanglement, the similarity between this world and your original world is as high as 98%. The compatibility is so high. It is natural that the stories that happened in this world influence the literary creation of writers and screenwriters in your original world." Xiao Qi said seriously in Ma Qing's mind.

"Emotional quantum entanglement theory, what the hell is this?" Ma Qing complained.

Lao Cai put the wine on the table, opened the cup, slowly filled it with wine, and with a "please", he handed the wine to Ma Qing.

"Thank you, I seem to have seen you before. Have you ever pulled a cart around here? What's your name?" Ma Qing said.

"My name is Cai Quanyou. I used to pull carts around here, but now I'm married to the boss's wife, and I help out in the hotel when I'm free. You can call me Old Cai or Brother Cai, it's up to you." Cai Quanyou said it straightforwardly.

Ma Qing gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Cai is so capable and lucky." Ma Qing thought that according to the theory of emotional quantum entanglement, Cai Quanyou should be a reliable person who would not report people casually, so he might as well ask for his connections.

(End of this chapter)