The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of energy in the foggy city. Chapter 221: The Third Part (I)
Subtitle of this chapter: Japanese teacher from Osaka
"Laosanpian, this entry has multiple meanings.
Entry 1: "The Old Three Essays" are three short essays written by descendants of Tianmo: "In Memory of Norman Bethune," "Serving the People," and "Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains." They originated from the 1930s and 1940s edition of "The Dragon Slayer's Outline"...
Entry 2: “The Old Three Pian” refers to three poems written by Yuan Yanshu in 1921 when he was seriously ill. Because these were his earliest poems, he called them “The Old Three Pian”…
——Excerpt from "SCP Encyclopedia: The Old Three"
"Brothers, do you still remember what Lao Yuan said to us that night..."
In his excitement, Luo Puxiang's voice inevitably rose a few notches, and Nomura Yoshisaburo, who was not far away, heard it clearly. He was moved and immediately listened carefully.
“Squeak…”
However, at this moment, the bedroom door opened from the inside, and an old Daoketuo who looked very much like Daoketuo walked out.
This old expert was the attending physician when Master Yuan was admitted to New York Presbyterian Hospital last time.
You know, he usually doesn't see patients. But because Yuan Yanshu's status has changed, this rather famous general practitioner came here in person to diagnose him.
When they saw the doctor come out, everyone present naturally gathered around him and started asking questions.
The experienced doctor took off his mask, put on a stern face, and shouted loudly: "Quiet, don't disturb the patient's rest!"
“…” The big guy shut up obediently.
The old doctor then asked, "Who among you is Mr. Yuan's family member?"
Everyone looked at each other and realized that none of them were his family.
Finally, Mr. John McCall raised his hand and said, "That's Dao Ketuo. Mr. Yuan's family is in China. But I am Mr. Yuan's lawyer!"
"Well, come in with me..." The old doctor nodded and reminded, "By the way, don't forget to wear a mask."
"Bang!"
The two of them disappeared behind the door...
This time, not long after, the two of them came out again. "His Majesty the Emperor" closed the door with a gloomy face and asked Sister Lian to escort the doctor out.
He also took off his mask, coughed, and said to everyone sadly: "We are all Neo's friends, so I told him the truth. The doctor told me that his condition is very bad, and he probably only has a few days left..."
“Wuwuwu…”
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but sob quietly, and everyone felt even worse after hearing the crying.
McCall also took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, then sniffed and said, "But Neo doesn't want others to worry about him, so he decided not to announce his illness to the outside world. I said, we are all Neo's friends, so we should... no, we must fulfill his wish..."
Someone else asked, "Can we meet him?"
"I'm sorry..." The private lawyer sighed and spread his hands. "I think everyone should understand that it's not convenient for Neo to see you right now, and he has a highly contagious disease. So..."
"But we have something important to tell him. Could we please have a few words with him?"
Yamamoto Isoroku had never expected his senior to say such a thing, and subconsciously wanted to stop him, "Nomura-kun..."
"Yamamoto-kun..." But Nomura Yoshisaburo gave him a very subtle look and shook his head slightly.
As an excellent professional diplomat, the future Japanese ambassador to the United States will be able to make many foreign friends, and observing people's words and expressions is naturally his strong point.
Ever since arriving at the apartment, Colonel Nomura always felt that the atmosphere in the living room was a little off, and some of the guests' expressions and tones were also a little off, so he decided to witness Yuan Yanshu's illness with his own eyes.
"You are..." Mr. McCall asked naturally.
"We are diplomats from Japan and good friends of Mr. Yuan. We are here on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of our country to extend an invitation to Mr. Yuan, hoping to meet with him in London." As diplomats, they can tell lies easily.
"The Crown Prince of Japan..." "His Majesty the Emperor" At least he has some common sense and knows that Japan has an emperor and a crown prince.
He nodded and said, "Then I'll talk to Mr. Yuan. He'll decide whether to see you or not."
"Thank you very much!" The two neon golds bowed at a 45-degree angle as usual...
"Nomura-kun, cough cough cough... Yamamoto-kun, cough cough cough... I didn't expect you to come to see me cough cough cough... Forgive my rudeness cough cough cough... I can't stand up to greet you cough cough cough..."
Seeing Master Yuan half-leaning on the bed and writing furiously, the two "men of the sea" knew that this man really didn't have much time left.
His complexion was "pale, even bluish-gray, almost dead-like, that of a tuberculous person."
He coughed heartbreakingly, as if he was coughing up his own internal organs. The towel covering his mouth was stained with a glaring scarlet red, which must have been the blood he coughed up.
But what surprised the two Neon Golds even more than his physical condition was...
Despite his poor health, the Seres gentleman still apologized in fluent Japanese: "I'm sorry, cough cough cough... I can't ask you to sit down cough cough cough... You'd better stay away from me cough cough cough..."
The two Neon Golds exchanged a glance, each noticing a strange expression on their faces. Yamamoto Isoroku couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Yuan, your accent..."
“Ha, cough, cough…” Master Yuan, who couldn’t even laugh, actually showed a smug smile on his face and said, “Yamamoto-kun, cough, cough… I finally found a Japanese teacher, cough, cough… I’m learning pretty fast, right? cough, cough…”
"Guys, my Japanese accent is pretty authentic, right? Ahem…"
Nomura and Yamamoto nodded involuntarily, and said in their hearts, your accent is so damn pure, pure Kansai accent!
Accents are incredibly subtle. If you know the trick, you can tell a person's origins just by the moment they open their mouth.
For example, the disciples of wealthy Southerners before the Civil War were raised by black nannies, so they inevitably had a black accent.
When they grow up and go to study in the North or even the UK, they will try their best to change their accent, otherwise they will be ridiculed as "Southern country bumpkins" by people around them.
For example, why are private tutors so popular in Western society these days? Part of the reason is that middle- and upper-class parents don't want their children to speak with lower-class accents, but they don't have the time or energy to correct their children's accents.
So they specially hired a tutor with a pure accent for their children.
For example, Shanghainese, the representative of the Seres Wu dialect, sounds even more strange.
Before Shanghai was opened as a port, the dialect used was the "Old Shanghainese" of Songjiang dialect, which was later called the "local dialect".
The "New Shanghainese" that emerged after the opening of the port is a dialect that has evolved at a rate unique in modern Chinese history. This evolution is so rapid that the Shanghainese spoken by one generation is not much different from the next, and one can therefore judge a person's age by their accent.
Of course, those are subtle differences that only the locals can distinguish. Later, especially after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the speed of evolution was not so fast... Well, let's wait until our Master Yuan returns to the Magic City to talk about this.
Back to the "pure Kansai accent" Japanese that Yuan Yanshu speaks now, it is also quite "interesting".
Some people say that the Kansai dialect is the language of merchants and the Kanto dialect is the language of samurai, so the former sounds more .
In fact, Kansai in Japan mainly includes cities such as Osaka, Kyoto, and Nara. Kyoto and Nara were once the ancient capitals of Japan. Therefore, the language development in this region still retains many ancient Japanese words and accents.
Tokyo in Kanto became the capital of Japan only after the Meiji Restoration. Just like the Great Demon City in Seres, the language develops faster in a relatively new city, and the Kanto dialect contains almost no ancient Japanese pronunciations.
Looking at it this way and listening to it again, the Guanxi dialect is much more stylish than the Guandong dialect. It is natural for our Master Yuan to choose Guanxi over Guandong.
"Ahem...ah..." Nomura Kichisaburo almost burst out laughing, but laughing in such an occasion would be a huge stain on the life of a Japanese samurai like him.
He covered his mouth and coughed forcefully a few times, but couldn't help asking, "Yuan Jun, what's your Japanese teacher's name?"
"Nomura-kun, cough cough cough... He's calling cough cough cough..."
"Hattori Heiji!"
