Zhang Luqi, a name that doesn't sound very familiar, but his father has left a heavy ink in China's modern history.
His father was Zhang Xueliang, a young marshal who launched the Xi'an Incident with Yang Hucheng and single-handedly promoted the second cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party.
As we all know, Zhang Xueliang's father, Zhang Zuolin, the king of Northeast China, died in the assassination of the Japanese, and Zhang Xueliang must have hated the Japanese very much, and what is less known is that the death of his favorite son Zhang Luqi is also inseparable from the Japanese.
Born in 1919, Zhang Luqi is the third son of Zhang Xueliang and Yu Fengzhi.
It is said that the little guy has been very smart since he was a child, and his temperament is most similar to Zhang Xueliang
When he was young, he studied painting with his two older brothers and one older sister at the Lake Society.
Grandpa Zhang Zuolin was also very fond of this little grandson, and when he was 6 years old, Zhang Zuolin personally came forward and invited the famous local master Zou Hediao to his home to enlighten Zhang Luqi.
Zhang Luqi is indeed very smart, learning things very quickly, what "Four Books", "Five Classics", Tang poems and Song Ci learned without the slightest difficulty, and even later Zou Hediao passed on his calligraphy to him, did not expect that the little guy was gifted, and even learned a look.
In 1925, Zhang Luqi came to Beijing with her parents.
In order not to delay his son's studies, Zhang Xueliang classified the East Cross Courtyard as a "forbidden place".
Usually, only the children and Zou He carved to read and write inside, and no one else was allowed to disturb them casually.
During this time, Zhang Luqi's academic performance was getting better and better, even her brother and sister were ashamed of themselves, Zhang Xueliang also had high hopes for this old third, but he had no wishes or not.
On June 4, 1928, Zhang Zuolin left Beijing on a special train to return to Fengfeng, and when the train reached Huanggutun, he was seriously injured by a bomb planted by the Japanese in advance, and then sent back to the Shenyang official residence for treatment, and finally died of his injuries.
Zhang Xueliang learned of the bad news of his father's death and hurried back to Fengtian with his family.
Back in Fengtian, Zhang Luqi was still taught by Zou Hediao, but Zhang Xueliang felt that this was not enough.
He hoped that in the future, Zhang Luqi would be able to study abroad and study both Chinese and Western.
Since he wanted to study abroad, he had to learn English well, so Zhang Xueliang found an English teacher for Lu Qi, Wang Zhuoran.
Later, he found that his third son not only had no pressure on his current studies, but was also particularly interested in painting.
In Zhang Xueliang's mind, since it is always good not to delay his studies and learn more things, it was not an exaggeration for the Zhang family at that time to say that he was rich and enemy of the country, and of course the young master wanted to learn to paint and of course ask the best teacher.
There is a freehand painter named Li Wuhu, who is quite famous in Shenyang. Zhang Xueliang waved a big hand: "Please, we don't care how much it costs." So Li Wuhu became Zhang Luqi's calligraphy and painting teacher.
Under the guidance of these three teachers, Zhang Luqi's studies have steadily improved, and ancient Chinese poetry has come from her mouth, and she speaks fluent English, and she also has extraordinary achievements in painting.
Seeing that the third son was so contentious, Zhang Xueliang loved him even more. I hope that Zhang Luqi will become a talent when she grows up and inherit the zhang family's great family business. However, Zhang Xueliang never expected that a sudden accident would completely shatter his beautiful vision.
In the autumn of 1929, Zhang Luqi suddenly fell ill, not serious at first, only occasionally coughing and slightly feverish. A 10-year-old child, the weather is cold and some colds are also normal, no one went to the heart, just prescribed some medicine in the hospital to eat.
However, after taking the medicine, the child's condition not only did not improve, but became more and more serious, and even had a fever of 39 degrees.
Zhang Xueliang looked in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He invited his most trusted military medical officer, Wang Shaoyuan, to diagnose and treat Zhang Luqi.
After some examination, Wang Shaoyuan's face was slightly embarrassed. Zhang Xueliang was very uneasy in his heart, and asked nervously: "Shao Yuan, how is Lu Qi's child, is it very serious?" ”
Wang Shaoyuan sighed and replied, "Young Marshal, my medical skills are low, our medical conditions here are not good, and I am powerless to do anything about the condition of the Third Young Master." ”
Zhang Xueliang asked with a calm face: "Which hospital in Shenyang has the most advanced equipment?" ”
Wang Shaoyuan thought about it for a moment and replied carefully: "If you want to say that in Shenyang, you have to say that the Japanese hospital technology is the best, otherwise..." Speaking of this, he looked at the young marshal's face and found that he showed no signs of losing his temper before continuing: "Or send the Third Young Master there to see?" ”
Zhang Xueliang frowned and thought for a moment and said, "
No, the Japanese can't believe it, and the old marshal died at their hands. I was not at ease to hand over my son to the Japanese.
After a pause, Zhang Xueliang continued: "In this way, you immediately asked someone to invite me all the famous Western doctors in the three eastern provinces, except for the Japanese, how many please, I will not believe that leaving the Japanese, my son's illness will not be good?" ”
Looking at Zhang Xueliang's resolute look, Wang Shaoyuan was not good at persuading again, after all, what the young marshal said was also reasonable, and now the Northeast Army and the Japanese were so stiff, it was really inappropriate to find a medical treatment for the Japanese.
In the following days, all the three eastern provinces were a little famous, whether it was Traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, except for Japanese doctors, who basically came to see Zhang Luqi.
But the result was not satisfactory,
All the doctors were helpless against Zhang Luqi's condition.
Prescriptions have changed one after another, and even if one or two drugs occasionally have an effect, it will not last long and will soon recur.
In the winter of that year, Zhang Luqi's condition became worse, sometimes for a month with a high fever that did not go away, and even burned to the point of unconsciousness. Due to the illness of the little guy, Zhang Xueliang has been depressed, Yu Fengzhi has been sighing all day, and the Grand Marshal's Mansion is a miserable cloud.
At this time, some people suggested that they should go to a Japanese hospital to see it, and some people said that they could try Chinese medicine. For going to a Japanese hospital, Zhang Xueliang naturally would not agree. In contrast, he is more willing to try TCM, which he has not been very optimistic about.
Then many famous Chinese medicine practitioners came to the Shuai Mansion, and it was a toss again, Zhang Luqi's illness did not get better, and his body became more and more thin.
Zhang Xueliang was almost desperate, and it was at this time that a military medical officer named Ma Jiyu found him.
According to Ma Jiyu, there was an uncle in his family named Ma Erqin, who had been practicing medicine in Shenyang for generations, and although his reputation was not obvious, he was very good at passing on his family's medical skills. The general incurable diseases in his hands are mostly medicine to get rid of the disease,
Ma Jiyu wanted to ask this uncle to come and give Zhang Luqi a diagnosis and treatment, and this time he came to see Zhang Xueliang to ask the young marshal's opinion.
Zhang Luqi is Zhang Xueliang's favorite son, as long as there is a little hope that he will not give up, and now he can't care about what famous doctors are not famous doctors, since the subordinates dare to say so, there must be a certain degree of certainty.
Ma Erqin does have some skills,
In order to give Zhang Luqizai a careful and careful examination of the pulse, he made a judgment that "the Third Young Master has lung typhoid fever."
Hearing this conclusion, Zhang Xueliang's family was shocked, knowing that in that era, infection with pulmonary typhoid fever was equivalent to a death sentence.
Zhang Xueliang looked at Zhang Luqi's slightly childish face, and the teenager who should have been alive and well became so weak and pale under the torment of illness. Zhang Xueliang pressed the uneasiness in his heart and asked, "I don't know if Mr. Ma can have a way to heal?" After saying that, he looked at Ma Erqin nervously, afraid of getting bad news from his mouth.
Ma Erqin nodded and said, "Although it is very troublesome, it is not that it cannot be cured, but it requires a long period of conditioning to cure this disease, and I hope that the young marshal will have a preparation." ”
Hearing him say this, Zhang Xueliang's tense expression finally relaxed, and he said excitedly: "Good, if it can be cured, then there is Mr. Rauma, we must use the best medicine, money is not a problem, and after the child's recovery, Xueliang will have a heavy thanks." ”
"The young marshal is serious, saving lives and helping the injured is the duty of a doctor, the old decay must do his best, and the young marshal is assured."
From this day on, Ma Erqin lived in the Shuai Mansion, examining Zhang Luqi's pulse every day and adjusting the prescription at any time. Not to mention, after a period of conditioning,
Zhang Luqi's body has improved significantly, and the high fever that has not subsided has gradually become normal.
After the winter of this year, Zhang Luqi's other diseases in addition to some coughs have disappeared. Zhang Xueliang was overjoyed and rewarded Ma Erqin heavily, but it was not a matter of the child's coughing.
For this problem, Ma Erqin also said that he was powerless, and could only hope for a long period of maintenance, sent away Ma Erqin, Zhang Xueliang has been worried about not being able to completely solve Zhang Luqi's problem.
One day, a subordinate who was deeply trusted by Zhang Xueliang saw that the young marshal was always full of sorrow, so he tentatively asked, "Is the young marshal worried about the illness of young master Lu Qi?" ”
"Alas," Zhang Xueliang said with a long sigh, "Lu Qi's cough is always not cured, the medicine is not less, and the doctors in the three eastern provinces have almost all seen it, but I can't find the crux of the problem, I am anxious in my heart." ”
"Young Marshal, I want to say that for the sake of Lu Qi's body, we should stop thinking about the vendetta against the Japanese, and let's say that it was the Japanese soldiers who killed the Marshal, and it has nothing to do with the doctor."
Zhang Xueliang took a deep look at his subordinates and said, "I have thought about what you said.
But I can't get past myself, my father died at the hands of the Japanese, and I don't share the sky with them.
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"My young marshal, this Japanese is really not a thing, but the technology of the hospital is really good." Our Yangde Hospital in Shenyang has been open for many years, and Chinese have seen more patients there, and I have not seen anyone being treated unfairly. Their dean, Hirano Mita, has a good personal relationship with me, and if the young marshal is willing to contact you. ”
"I'll think again!"
After returning home, Zhang Xueliang consulted with Yu Fengzhi: "Or shall we take Lu Qi to Nanman Hospital (another name for Yangde Hospital)?" I heard that if you take an X-ray there, you can see exactly what's going on in your lungs. ”
As soon as Yu Fengzhi heard that he was going to go to the hospital opened by the Japanese, he immediately shook his head like a rattle
"No, don't you know that the Japanese have a vendetta against our family?" I do not agree with handing my son over to the Japanese. ”
Seeing that his wife reacted so fiercely, the matter was not resolved.
After a while, the subordinate said to Zhang Xueliang: "Young Marshal, what are you still worried about?" Can't you believe the Japanese or me? I am willing to give Dean Mita a guarantee, and if something happens to you, you will have my head. ”
His subordinates repeatedly persuaded Zhang Xue's conscience to be shaken, and he found someone to investigate this Yangde Hospital.
It turned out that the hospital had been dedicated to the practice of healing since its opening, and had nothing to do with the Kwantung Army.
Hirono Mita studied medicine at Waseda University in Japan in his early years, and was a well-known high-achieving student at the university, who cured many difficult and complicated diseases after coming to Shenyang, and became very famous.
At this time, Zhang Xue's conscience was very contradictory, sending his son to a Japanese hospital, his heart was not steady, and he could always think of the scene where his father's special train was bombed in Huanggutun. Don't go, watching his son suffer from illness and can't bear it.
At the moment of crisis, Zhang Xueliang found his most trusted military medical officer Ma Jiyu: "Ji Yu, you said that if you send Lu Qi to a hospital opened by the Japanese, is there any danger in the end?" ”
Ma Jiyu thought for a moment and said, "The young marshal is talking about the Nanman Hospital, which I have heard of, and medical technology can be ranked first in the three eastern provinces and even in the whole of China." The president of the hospital is called Hirano Mita, who has good medical skills and high prestige in the folk. As for whether it was dangerous to send Lu Qi there, I dare not say, but I can be sure that the Nanman Hospital has nothing to do with the Japanese military. ”
Zhang Xueliang asked again, "How is the medical ethics of This person, Hirano Mita?" ”
Ma Jiyu said: "It is said that it is not bad, the same doctor, I believe he will not use any means when treating patients." ”
Hearing his cronies say this, Zhang Xueliang finally made up his mind and took Zhang Luqi to Nanman Hospital for medical treatment.
To say that this is also a helpless move, in that era the entire Fengtian only had such an X-ray machine, if there were other choices Zhang Xueliang would never be able to put Aiko's life into the hands of Japanese doctors.
The winter temperature in Shenyang is already extremely low, and this morning there was a north wind, and the weather was particularly cold. Zhang Xueliang sent Ma Jiyu and several attendants to drive Zhang Luqi to Nanman Hospital.
Since someone had already informed Hirono Mita in advance, he knew that the patient who came today was a big person, so he postponed all his appointments today a day in advance, and specially received Zhang Luqi alone.
Zhang Luqi and his party, accompanied by two nurses and Hirano Mita, came to the X-ray room. Originally, Ma Jiyu and the attendant wanted to go in together, but Hirono Mita said, "The radiation of the machine is not good for the body, and the large number of people will also affect the results of the examination." ”
At the repeated insistence of him and the nurse, Zhang Luqi walked into the X-ray room with the nurse alone.
Hirono Mita also stayed outside to accompany Ma Jiyu and others, and at this time he seemed particularly enthusiastic.
Just as everyone let their guard down, a loud noise suddenly came from the X-ray room, followed by the screams of children.
Ma Jiyu was confused at that time, and there was only one voice in his head, "Broken, something went wrong!" ”
After a brief silence, Ma Jiyu was the first to push Away Mita into the X-ray room, and the attendants rushed in after him. When he saw the scene inside, Ma Jiyu couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
But the X-ray room was a mess, full of glass shards, and the nurses hiding in the corner shivering, covered in blood.
Zhang Luqi was even more thrown to the ground by the explosion, her chest was covered with glass, and a blur of flesh and blood was lying on the ground wailing.
Ma Jiyu picked up Zhang Luqi and yelled at Hirano Mita, "What are you still doing, hurry up and save people!" A panicked Mita Hirono seemed to react and hurriedly led the group to the emergency room.
Although after some rescues, Zhang Luqi was still unconscious, and Ma Jiyu loudly questioned Hirono Mita, "What the hell happened, I want an explanation, otherwise I will blow up your hospital!" ”
Hirono Mita also looked panicked, explaining: "It may be that there is a problem with the X-ray machine that the hospital just purchased not long ago, and suddenly there is an explosion." Although Ma Jiyu did not agree with this explanation, he also had no other evidence to confirm that the matter was related to Nanman Hospital.
Besides, Zhang Luqi was seriously injured, and the most important thing at the moment was to inform the young marshal of this matter and wait for Zhang Xueliang to personally decide.
At this time, Ma Jiyu already felt that this matter had nothing to do with the Japanese
It is estimated that zhang Luqi will not have a good result if he hands him over to the Japanese for rescue.
So he sent someone to inform Zhang Xueliang, while driving Zhang Luqi back to the Shuai Mansion to summon doctors for rescue, when Zhang Xueliang heard the bad news and rushed back to the Shuai Mansion, the child was still unconscious.
After another night of rescue, because the glass shards directly stabbed Zhang Luqi's key parts,
No matter how hard everyone tried to save this young life, Zhang Luqi was only 9 years old this year.
Painfully losing their beloved son, Zhang Xueliang and his wife were devastated, but they could not find evidence to testify against the Japanese, and this matter could only be solved by Zhang Xueliang's helplessness.
Seven years later, Zhang Xueliang launched the Xi'an Incident, and although he promoted the second cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communists, he himself was illegally placed under house arrest by Chiang Kai-shek.
Zhang Xueliang, who is in seclusion, can never let go of the death of the third son.
It's just that he knows that he may not be able to find out the truth of the matter anymore.
In 1990, Zhang Xueliang was finally able to accept an interview with the media, and once a reporter from Japan met with him.
The reporter said that he had always been interested in Zhang Xueliang's life.
And through the collation of some top-secret materials in Japan, the truth of Zhang Luqi's Beihai was discovered.
It turned out that the night before Zhang Xueliang sent him to Nanman Hospital, the Japanese military found Hirano Mita, and under duress and inducements, the doctor chose to give in, and he allowed the Japanese agent to install a miniature bomb on the X-ray machine.
While Zhang Luqi was doing the inspection, the Japanese agent detonated the bomb,
Unfortunately, before the young Zhang Luqi could take a good look at this beautiful world, she was killed by a conspiracy.
Zhang Xueliang looked at the evidence in front of him and couldn't help but feel sad, although he knew the truth of the matter, but he was no longer able to get justice for his son in his old age.
This year has passed 61 spring and autumn since Zhang Luqi was killed.