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二十年来，李鸿章见过的总督，巡抚不下百余，任他是皇亲贵胄还是世代权贵。见到他无不战战兢兢，不敢有丝毫忤逆。没想到面前的年轻人竟然敢置自己权威于不顾，公然提出反对的意见，心下不悦二十年来形成的首辅威严不经意间已经流露出来。
虽然只是少许，但是对面的赵刚已经感觉到了，面前的和蔼老者适合一刹那间变成了一个手执千军万马，随时可取人首级的大将军。等赵刚从李鸿章令人窒息的威压下挣扎出来时， 再看李鸿章的面容已经恢复了笑容，似乎知道赵刚必然接受自己的建议。屈服吗？赵刚问自己。
赵刚肃容、离座、面对李鸿章双膝跪下，双手平伸将自己头上的帽子摘了下来。
“请大人明鉴！”
“你你你，好！”
尽管只是一顶便帽，但是其中含义双方都明了，李鸿章没想到自己苦口婆心，最后竟然换来赵刚如此激烈的反应，一怒之下拂袖而去。
赵刚跪在地上也无人问津，他也硬了心肠，目不交睫直跪了一夜。到了半夜时分，膝盖处已经没了知觉，赵刚还是想硬挺着这口气。但是人毕竟不过血肉之躯，清晨时分剧痛已经将赵刚折磨的昏昏沉沉，过了一会依稀听到人声，赵刚只觉浑身一轻，整个人推金山，到玉柱般倒了下来。昏迷前依稀还能听到惊叫声。
李府的书房里，李鸿章十分烦恼，本来自己
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Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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据，这太冷血，这宁愿相信这是西藏地方政府处置突发事件失当，才造成如此众大的损失和危害。想想看，每年的3月10日，达赖都要发表所谓“重要讲话”，因为这是他们59年叛乱的纪念日，今年3月10日，已经发生了部分藏区寺院僧人的打砸迹象，西藏地方政府却茫茫然，不为所动，不采取任何防范措施，终酿成314大祸，说实话，这次幸亏有亿万网民的强力反击，不然单靠政府发言人的“强烈谴责”，314事件不知要被西方媒体描黑成什么模样，因为大半个世界的话语权都掌握在西方媒体手中，而我们每次的解释和谴责都是那么不痛不痒，毫无作用。如果这事发生在新疆，我认为这样严重的后果绝不可能出现。这还真不是说大话，新疆处突力量很强，反恐特种部队装备很先进，这些网友都知道，同时整个反恐反分裂机制也很健全，分裂势力的任何风吹草动，都会引起国保部门的高度警觉。前一段时间，我们这儿有人发现了几张**的反动标语，就马上报告了有关部门，公安、国保大队很快介入，据公安局的朋友说是“伊扎布特”组织所为，侦破没有目前还不清楚，但是新疆很明显外松内紧，稳定感是每一个人能感受到的。因为我们生长在这儿，这里是我中华疆土，任何分裂势力都是与我中华儿女为敌。新疆地方政府从上到下都只贯彻一条方针，那就是对待分裂势力和分裂行为，露头就打，绝不手软。新疆党委书记王乐泉之所以能主政新疆多年，且能在临近退休之年成为中央政治局委员，与他对**的强力打击，始
据，这太冷血，这宁愿相信这是西藏地方政府处置突发事件失当，才造成如此众大的损失和危害。想想看，每年的3月10日，达赖都要发表所谓“重要讲话”，因为这是他们59年叛乱的纪念日，今年3月10日，已经发生了部分藏区寺院僧人的打砸迹象，西藏地方政府却茫茫然，不为所动，不采取任何防范措施，终酿成314大祸，说实话，这次幸亏有亿万网民的强力反击，不然单靠政府发言人的“强烈谴责”，314事件不知要被西方媒体描黑成什么模样，因为大半个世界的话语权都掌握在西方媒体手中，而我们每次的解释和谴责都是那么不痛不痒，毫无作用。如果这事发生在新疆，我认为这样严重的后果绝不可能出现。这还真不是说大话，新疆处突力量很强，反恐特种部队装备很先进，这些网友都知道，同时整个反恐反分裂机制也很健全，分裂势力的任何风吹草动，都会引起国保部门的高度警觉。前一段时间，我们这儿有人发现了几张**的反动标语，就马上报告了有关部门，公安、国保大队很快介入，据公安局的朋友说是“伊扎布特”组织所为，侦破没有目前还不清楚，但是新疆很明显外松内紧，稳定感是每一个人能感受到的。因为我们生长在这儿，这里是我中华疆土，任何分裂势力都是与我中华儿女为敌。新疆地方政府从上到下都只贯彻一条方针，那就是对待分裂势力和分裂行为，露头就打，绝不手软。新疆党委书记王乐泉之所以能主政新疆多年，且能在临近退休之年成为中央政治局委员，与他对**的强力打击，始
Sunday, January 13, 2008
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Cole seemed to be relating something of her that was expected to be very interesting. She listened, and found it well worth listening to. That very dear part of Emma, her fancy, received an amusing supply. Mrs. Cole was telling that she had been calling on Miss Bates, and as soon as she entered the room had been struck by the sight of a pianoforte--a very elegant looking instrument--not a grand, but a large-sized square pianoforte; and the substance
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of the story, the end of all the dialogue which ensued of surprize, and inquiry, and congratulations on her side, and explanations on Miss Bates's, was, that this pianoforte had arrived from Broadwood's the day before, to the great astonishment of both aunt and niece--entirely unexpected; that at first, by Miss Bates's account, Jane herself was quite at a loss, quite bewildered to think who could possibly have ordered it-- but now
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Cole seemed to be relating something of her that was expected to be very interesting. She listened, and found it well worth listening to. That very dear part of Emma, her fancy, received an amusing supply. Mrs. Cole was telling that she had been calling on Miss Bates, and as soon as she entered the room had been struck by the sight of a pianoforte--a very elegant looking instrument--not a grand, but a large-sized square pianoforte; and the substance
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of the story, the end of all the dialogue which ensued of surprize, and inquiry, and congratulations on her side, and explanations on Miss Bates's, was, that this pianoforte had arrived from Broadwood's the day before, to the great astonishment of both aunt and niece--entirely unexpected; that at first, by Miss Bates's account, Jane herself was quite at a loss, quite bewildered to think who could possibly have ordered it-- but now
Monday, December 3, 2007
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THE discussion of Mr. Collins's offer was now nearly at an end, and Elizabeth had only to suffer from the uncomfortable feelings necessarily attending it, and occasionally from some peevish allusion of her mother. As for the gentleman himself, his feelings were chiefly expressed, not by embarrassment or dejection, or by trying to avoid her, but by stiffness of manner and resentful silence. He scarcely ever spoke to her, and the assiduous attentions which he had been so sensible of himself, were transferred for the rest of the day to Miss Lucas, whose civility in listening to him, was a seasonable relief to them all, and especially to her friend. ¡¡¡¡The morrow produced no abatement of Mrs. Bennet's ill humour or ill health. Mr. Collins was also in the same state of angry pride. Elizabeth had hoped that his resentment might shorten his visit, but his plan did not appear in the least affected by it. He was always to have gone on Saturday, and to Saturday he still meant to stay. ¡¡¡¡After breakfast, the girls walked to Meryton, to inquire if Mr. Wickham were returned, and to lament over his absence from the Netherfield ball. He joined them on their entering the town and attended them to their aunt's, where his regret and vexation, and the concern of every body was well talked over. -- To Elizabeth, however, he voluntarily acknowledged that the necessity of his absence had been self imposed.
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THE discussion of Mr. Collins's offer was now nearly at an end, and Elizabeth had only to suffer from the uncomfortable feelings necessarily attending it, and occasionally from some peevish allusion of her mother. As for the gentleman himself, his feelings were chiefly expressed, not by embarrassment or dejection, or by trying to avoid her, but by stiffness of manner and resentful silence. He scarcely ever spoke to her, and the assiduous attentions which he had been so sensible of himself, were transferred for the rest of the day to Miss Lucas, whose civility in listening to him, was a seasonable relief to them all, and especially to her friend. ¡¡¡¡The morrow produced no abatement of Mrs. Bennet's ill humour or ill health. Mr. Collins was also in the same state of angry pride. Elizabeth had hoped that his resentment might shorten his visit, but his plan did not appear in the least affected by it. He was always to have gone on Saturday, and to Saturday he still meant to stay. ¡¡¡¡After breakfast, the girls walked to Meryton, to inquire if Mr. Wickham were returned, and to lament over his absence from the Netherfield ball. He joined them on their entering the town and attended them to their aunt's, where his regret and vexation, and the concern of every body was well talked over. -- To Elizabeth, however, he voluntarily acknowledged that the necessity of his absence had been self imposed.
Friday, November 30, 2007
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One Day walking up the same Hill, but the Weather being haizy at Sea, so that we could not see the Continent, I call'd to him, and said, Friday, do not you wish your self in your own Country, your own Nation? Yes, he said, he be much O glad to be at his own Nation. What would you do there said I, would you turn Wild again, eat Mens Flesh again, and be a Savage as you were before? He lookt full of Concern, and shaking his Head said, No no, Friday tell them to live Good, tell them to pray God, tell them to eat Corn bread, Cattleflesh, Milk, no eat Man again: Why then said I to him, They will kill you. He look'd grave at that, and then said, No, they no kill me, they willing love learn: He meant by this, they would be willing to learn. He added, they learn'd much of the Bearded-Mans that come in the Boat. Then I ask'd him if he would go back to them? He smil'd at that, and told me he could not swim so far. I told him I would make a Canoe for him. He told me, he would go, if I would go with him. I go! says I, why they will Eat me if I come there! No, no, says he, me make they no Eat you; me make they much Love you: He meant he would tell them how I had kill'd his Enemies, and sav'd his Life, and so he would make them love me; then he told me as well as he could, how kind they were to seventeen White-men, or Bearded-men, as he call'd them, who came on Shore there in Distress.
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One Day walking up the same Hill, but the Weather being haizy at Sea, so that we could not see the Continent, I call'd to him, and said, Friday, do not you wish your self in your own Country, your own Nation? Yes, he said, he be much O glad to be at his own Nation. What would you do there said I, would you turn Wild again, eat Mens Flesh again, and be a Savage as you were before? He lookt full of Concern, and shaking his Head said, No no, Friday tell them to live Good, tell them to pray God, tell them to eat Corn bread, Cattleflesh, Milk, no eat Man again: Why then said I to him, They will kill you. He look'd grave at that, and then said, No, they no kill me, they willing love learn: He meant by this, they would be willing to learn. He added, they learn'd much of the Bearded-Mans that come in the Boat. Then I ask'd him if he would go back to them? He smil'd at that, and told me he could not swim so far. I told him I would make a Canoe for him. He told me, he would go, if I would go with him. I go! says I, why they will Eat me if I come there! No, no, says he, me make they no Eat you; me make they much Love you: He meant he would tell them how I had kill'd his Enemies, and sav'd his Life, and so he would make them love me; then he told me as well as he could, how kind they were to seventeen White-men, or Bearded-men, as he call'd them, who came on Shore there in Distress.
Monday, November 26, 2007
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The hot weather of July had crept upon them unawares, and the atmosphere of the flat vale hung heavy as an opiate over the dairy-folk, the cows, and the trees. Hot steaming rains fell frequently, making the grass where the cows fed yet more rank, and hindering the late haymaking in the other meads. ¡¡¡¡It was Sunday morning; the milking was done; the outdoor milkers had gone home. Tess and the other three were dressing themselves rapidly, the whole bevy having agreed to go together to Mellstock Church, which lay some three or four miles distant from the dairy-house. She had now been two months at Talbothays, and this was her first excursion. ¡¡¡¡All the preceding afternoon and night heavy thunderstorms had hissed down upon the meads, and washed some of the hay into the river; but this morning the sun shone out all the more brilliantly for the deluge, and the air was balmy and clear. ¡¡¡¡The crooked lane leading from their own parish to Mellstock ran along the lowest levels in a portion of its length, and when the girls reached the most depressed spot they found that the result of the rain had been to flood the lane over-shoe to a distance of some fifty yards. This would have been no serious hindrance on a week-day; they would have clicked through it in their high pattens and boots quite unconcerned; but on this day of vanity, this Sun's-day, when flesh went forth to coquet with flesh while hypocritically affecting business with spiritual things; on this occasion for wearing their white stockings and thin shoes, and their pink, white, and lilac gowns, on which every mud spot would be visible, the pool was an awkward impediment. They could hear the church-bell calling - as yet nearly a mile off. ¡¡¡¡`Who would have expected such a rise in the river in summertime!' said Marian, from the top of the roadside-bank on which they had climbed, and were maintaining a precarious footing in the hope of creeping along its slope till they were past the pool. ¡¡¡¡`We can't get there anyhow, without walking right through it, or else going round the Turnpike way; and that would make us so very late!' said Retty, pausing hopelessly.
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The hot weather of July had crept upon them unawares, and the atmosphere of the flat vale hung heavy as an opiate over the dairy-folk, the cows, and the trees. Hot steaming rains fell frequently, making the grass where the cows fed yet more rank, and hindering the late haymaking in the other meads. ¡¡¡¡It was Sunday morning; the milking was done; the outdoor milkers had gone home. Tess and the other three were dressing themselves rapidly, the whole bevy having agreed to go together to Mellstock Church, which lay some three or four miles distant from the dairy-house. She had now been two months at Talbothays, and this was her first excursion. ¡¡¡¡All the preceding afternoon and night heavy thunderstorms had hissed down upon the meads, and washed some of the hay into the river; but this morning the sun shone out all the more brilliantly for the deluge, and the air was balmy and clear. ¡¡¡¡The crooked lane leading from their own parish to Mellstock ran along the lowest levels in a portion of its length, and when the girls reached the most depressed spot they found that the result of the rain had been to flood the lane over-shoe to a distance of some fifty yards. This would have been no serious hindrance on a week-day; they would have clicked through it in their high pattens and boots quite unconcerned; but on this day of vanity, this Sun's-day, when flesh went forth to coquet with flesh while hypocritically affecting business with spiritual things; on this occasion for wearing their white stockings and thin shoes, and their pink, white, and lilac gowns, on which every mud spot would be visible, the pool was an awkward impediment. They could hear the church-bell calling - as yet nearly a mile off. ¡¡¡¡`Who would have expected such a rise in the river in summertime!' said Marian, from the top of the roadside-bank on which they had climbed, and were maintaining a precarious footing in the hope of creeping along its slope till they were past the pool. ¡¡¡¡`We can't get there anyhow, without walking right through it, or else going round the Turnpike way; and that would make us so very late!' said Retty, pausing hopelessly.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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¡¡¡¡`I'd rather not tell you why, mother; indeed, I don't quite know why.' ¡¡¡¡A week afterwards she came in one evening from an unavailing search for some light occupation in the immediate neighbourhood. Her idea had been to get together sufficient money during the summer to purchase another horse. Hardly had she crossed the threshold before one of the children danced across the room, `The gentleman's been here!' saying, ¡¡¡¡Her mother hastened to explain, smiles breaking from every inch of her person. Mrs d'Urberville's son had called on horseback, having been riding by chance in the direction of Marlott. He had wished to know, finally, in the name of his mother, if Tess could really come to manage the old lady's fowl farm or not; the lad who had hitherto superintended the birds having proved untrustworthy. `Mr d'Urberville says you must be a good girl if you are at all as you appear; he knows you must be worth your weight in gold. He is very much interested in 'ee - truth to tell.' Tess seemed for the moment really pleased to hear that she had won such high opinion from a stranger when, in her own esteem, she had sunk so low. ¡¡¡¡`It is very good of him to think that,' she murmured; `and if I was quite sure how it would be living there, I would go any-when.' ¡¡¡¡`He is a mighty handsome man!' ¡¡¡¡`I don't think so,' said Tess coldly. ¡¡¡¡`Well, there's your chance, whether or no; and I'm sure he wears a beautiful diamond ring!' ¡¡¡¡`Yes,' said little Abraham, brightly, from the window bench; `and I seed it! and it did twinkle when he put his hand up to his mistarshers. Mother, why did our grand relation keep on putting his hand up to his mistarshers?' ¡¡¡¡`Hark at that child!' cried Mrs Durbeyfield, with parenthetic admiration. ¡¡¡¡`Perhaps to show his diamond ring,' murmured Sir John, dreamily, from his chair. ¡¡¡¡`I'll think it over,' said Tess, leaving the room.
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¡¡¡¡`I'd rather not tell you why, mother; indeed, I don't quite know why.' ¡¡¡¡A week afterwards she came in one evening from an unavailing search for some light occupation in the immediate neighbourhood. Her idea had been to get together sufficient money during the summer to purchase another horse. Hardly had she crossed the threshold before one of the children danced across the room, `The gentleman's been here!' saying, ¡¡¡¡Her mother hastened to explain, smiles breaking from every inch of her person. Mrs d'Urberville's son had called on horseback, having been riding by chance in the direction of Marlott. He had wished to know, finally, in the name of his mother, if Tess could really come to manage the old lady's fowl farm or not; the lad who had hitherto superintended the birds having proved untrustworthy. `Mr d'Urberville says you must be a good girl if you are at all as you appear; he knows you must be worth your weight in gold. He is very much interested in 'ee - truth to tell.' Tess seemed for the moment really pleased to hear that she had won such high opinion from a stranger when, in her own esteem, she had sunk so low. ¡¡¡¡`It is very good of him to think that,' she murmured; `and if I was quite sure how it would be living there, I would go any-when.' ¡¡¡¡`He is a mighty handsome man!' ¡¡¡¡`I don't think so,' said Tess coldly. ¡¡¡¡`Well, there's your chance, whether or no; and I'm sure he wears a beautiful diamond ring!' ¡¡¡¡`Yes,' said little Abraham, brightly, from the window bench; `and I seed it! and it did twinkle when he put his hand up to his mistarshers. Mother, why did our grand relation keep on putting his hand up to his mistarshers?' ¡¡¡¡`Hark at that child!' cried Mrs Durbeyfield, with parenthetic admiration. ¡¡¡¡`Perhaps to show his diamond ring,' murmured Sir John, dreamily, from his chair. ¡¡¡¡`I'll think it over,' said Tess, leaving the room.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
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A house of her own!--But where is the advantage of a house of her own? This is three times as large.--And you have never any odd humours, my dear." "How often we shall be going to see them, and they coming to see us!--We shall be always meeting! We must begin; we must go and pay wedding visit very soon." "My dear, how am I to get so far? Randalls is such a distance. I could not walk half so far." "No, papa, nobody thought of your walking. We must go in the carriage, to be sure." "The carriage! But James will not like to put the horses to for such a little way;--and where are the poor horses to be while we are paying our visit?" "They are to be put into Mr. Weston's stable, papa. You know we have settled all that already. We talked it all over with Mr. Weston last night. And as for James, you may be very sure he will always like going to Randalls, because of his daughter's being housemaid there. I only doubt whether he will ever take us anywhere else. That was your doing, papa. You got Hannah that good place. Nobody thought of Hannah till you mentioned her--James is so obliged to you!"
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A house of her own!--But where is the advantage of a house of her own? This is three times as large.--And you have never any odd humours, my dear." "How often we shall be going to see them, and they coming to see us!--We shall be always meeting! We must begin; we must go and pay wedding visit very soon." "My dear, how am I to get so far? Randalls is such a distance. I could not walk half so far." "No, papa, nobody thought of your walking. We must go in the carriage, to be sure." "The carriage! But James will not like to put the horses to for such a little way;--and where are the poor horses to be while we are paying our visit?" "They are to be put into Mr. Weston's stable, papa. You know we have settled all that already. We talked it all over with Mr. Weston last night. And as for James, you may be very sure he will always like going to Randalls, because of his daughter's being housemaid there. I only doubt whether he will ever take us anywhere else. That was your doing, papa. You got Hannah that good place. Nobody thought of Hannah till you mentioned her--James is so obliged to you!"
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