This is part of the preface written by Jiang Yang for Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged. There are many stories between their husband and wife and relatives of Qian Zhongshu. I have always thought this preface is very good, but it is difficult to find the full version online. Deal with it! Qian Zhongshu wrote Fortress Besieged. In the preface to Fortress Besieged, Qian Zhongshu said that this book was written by him "because of the small, he lost the big". I finished reading "penny wise and pound foolish". Every night, he showed me the written manuscript and watched my reaction eagerly. I smiled, and so did he. I laugh, and he laughs. Sometimes I put down my manuscript and laugh at him, because I not only laugh at what is in the book, but also laugh at what is outside it. I don't need to explain what I am laughing at, but I understand each other. Then he told me what he was going to write in the next paragraph, and I was eagerly waiting to see how he wrote it. He writes about 500 words a day on average. He showed me the final version, but he didn't modify it. Later, he seldom wrote this novel and other things. If I don't understand it, he has to add notes. But among the readers of Fortress Besieged, I became the highest standard. For example, a bachelor is familiar with the origin of words and phrases in ancient poetry, and I am familiar with the origin of characters and plots in the story. Besides the author himself, I am the most qualified to annotate Fortress Besieged. Zhong Shu and I first met in Tsinghua in the spring of 1932, got engaged in 1933, and got married in 1935. We are in the same boat. /kloc-0 went to France in the autumn of/937, and/kloc-0 returned to China by the same boat in the autumn of/938. My mother died a year ago, and Suzhou's home was looted by the Japanese invaders. My father took refuge in Shanghai and lived with my brother-in-law. I was anxious to save my father. Zhong Shu got off the boat in Hong Kong and went to Kunming. I went to Shanghai directly by the original ship. At that time, the principal of my alma mater left me and set up a "branch school" on this "island" of Shanghai. Two years later, Shanghai fell, and the "branch school" created amateur dramas. Zhong Shu fell into Shanghai and had no job. Father gave him his teaching time in Aurora Women's College of Arts and Sciences, and we had a hard time in Shanghai. Once, we watched my play and came home and he said, "I want to write a novel!" " I'm glad to urge him to write quickly. At that time, he was stealing time to write short stories, fearing that he wouldn't have time to write long ones. I said it doesn't matter, he can reduce the teaching time, our life is already very frugal, and we can be more frugal. It happened that our maid had to go back because life in her hometown improved. I didn't force her, nor did I find another maid. I just take her job as a part-time job. I am an amateur, and I often dye soot. Often there is no interest, so he does. His uncle is the "worthless" eldest son. He was fourteen years older than Zhong Shu's father, and his second uncle died young. His father came second and his uncle came fourth. They are twins, their eldest grandchildren, and they have a baby. Uncle went to the countryside in the rain all night to find a strong peasant woman for Zhong Shu. She was a widow and was born after her death. She is a ready-made good wet nurse (Zhong Shu called her "mother"). After middle age, her mother used to be dull for a period of time every year, and her family called her "silly mother". Before Zhong Shu got married, she bought a jade ring inlaid with gold and prepared to give it to me as a gift. Someone tricked her into believing that it was fake and took the ring away. I haven't lost my feelings with my cousin. There are ten brothers and cousins, and Zhong Shuju is the longest. Of all the brothers, he is naive and straightforward. When he studies hard, he ignores everything, puts down his books and is all serious. It seems that he has a lot of extra interests and likes to talk nonsense. The Qian family likes to say that he ate his silly mother's milk and was a "madman". We include many meanings: crazy, stupid, stupid, naive, naughty and so on. His parents sometimes say that he is "obsessed with dancing", "obsessed with dancing" and "obsessed with writing" (meaning "I don't know the correct words, but only write according to the local accent"). He's really not like his mother. He is not as serious as his father. His mother often complains that his father is "stupid". Perhaps Zhong Shu's "infatuation" and his father's simplicity are in the same strain. I have seen old photos of their family. His younger brothers are thin and strong, while he is thin and good-looking. I think the infatuation at that time was just childish and stupid, not naughty. No sooner had someone sent Zhong Shu a series of Changzhou philosophers than his uncle named him "Yang Xian" with the word "Zhe Liang". However, with the scientific name "Zhongshu" at the age of one, "Yang Xian" became a nickname and was called "A Xian". But "Xian Er" and "Xian Ge" seem to be "dead children" and "dead brothers". I also saw those notebooks and the letters posted on them. After my uncle died, his father changed the word "silence" for him, because Zhong Shu loved to talk nonsense and told him to talk less. Zhong Shu said to me, "Actually, I like Zheliang, which is both pleasant to hear and philosophical-I can also see Zheliang written by my uncle in my exercise book. "This may be because he misses my uncle. This often makes him bad-if he is naughty, he can be considered bad. " Silent storage "is obviously useless. My uncle is "worthless" and can't get the favor of his parents. Half the reason is at menstruation's house. My aunt's family is a rich man in Jiangyin, making a fortune as a pigment dealer, and there are seven or eight big ships carrying goods. Zhong Shu's grandmother's family is a bamboo house in Shitang Bay, a bureaucratic landlord and a bully. Her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law despise each other. Because Zhong Shu's grandfather, although he has two brothers who won the lottery, is only a scholar himself. Zhong Shu was less than one year old when his grandmother died. Grandfather always dislikes his eldest son, and Zhong Shu is also an unpleasant grandson. Zhong Shu was taught to read at the age of four (I used the imaginary age on the calendar, because Zhong Shu only remembered the imaginary age, and Zhong Shu was born at the end of the solar calendar 1 1 month, so he lost one or two years). It was his uncle who taught him to read. Zhong Shu went with him. His father was inconvenient to interfere and afraid of spoiling his children, so he suggested sending them to primary school as soon as possible. At the age of six, I entered Qin's primary school. Now when he sees people talking about "comparative literature", he thinks of a sentence made in primary school: "Dogs are bigger than cats, and cows are bigger than sheep"; A classmate was scolded by the teacher for "the dog is bigger than the dog and the dog is smaller than the dog". Less than half a year after he went to school, he fell ill. His uncle couldn't bear to let him go to school, so he dropped out of school at home. He is seven years old, and he goes to a relative's private school with his brother Han Zhong, who is half a year younger than him. He studied Shi Mao and Han Zhong studied Erya. Of course, my father and uncle dare not object. In fact, Zhong Shu's father was inspired by a clan brother. My grandfather thinks that Zhong Shu's father is stupid, his uncle is smart and his uncle's writing is not good. Anyway, his uncle is very clever, so it's no harm for him to teach. My father is stupid, so I have to ask a brother who is good at arts and sciences to teach him. That brother is very strict, and Zhong Shu's father has been beaten many times. My uncle sympathized with his brother and begged his grandfather to let both brothers be taught by him. Zhong Shu's father was beaten by his brother, but he didn't complain at all, but he didn't understand. He told Zhong Shu, "Somehow, one day he was suddenly beaten. "Zhong Shu. My uncle is in charge of housework. Every morning, my uncle will go to the teahouse to drink tea, do chores or chat with acquaintances. Zhong Shu is always with him. My uncle changed a copper coin and gave him a big shortcake to eat (according to Zhong Shubi, shortcake is as big as a rice bowl, but I don't know if it is really that big or the size of a cake in a child's mind); He changed two coppers and rented a novel from a small bookstore or bookstall for him to read. The only novel in the family is The Journey to the West's serious novels such as Water Margin and Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Zhong Shu has started wolfing down such novels at home, and read The Same Idiot as the Son of a Fool. I didn't know that the "idiot" in Journey to the West was Zhu Bajie. Zhongshu A piece of white paper with the name and characteristics of the drug printed on it. Every time you take medicine, you can save a stack of paper wrapped in medicine. This kind of paper is clean and absorbent. When Zhong Shu was about eight or nine years old, he often copied the mustard garden hidden by his uncle with paper wrapped in medicine, or "painting in poetry" in 300 Tang poems. He gave himself a nickname-because. He is very proud. He is often interested in Xiang Angzhi, but he hates his poor painting. He begged his daughter, who was in middle school at that time, to copy some famous naughty paintings in the west for him, one of which was "The Devil's Legacy" (the title was invented by me). The devil escaped with the air behind him, and the painting was wonderful. Painting "Changes in Eyes" in class Yang's daughter copied "The Devil's Smell". In fact, he studied out of preference, just like a glutton: he ate a lot of things, but he didn't choose the essence or the coarse, sweet and salty. He can also laugh at extremely vulgar books. He not only laughed at the operas, but also played them over and over again until he fell down. He eats and eats most of his works, such as subtle and profound philosophy, aesthetics and literary theory, just like children eating snacks. Poetry is his favorite reading. A big dictionary, dictionary, encyclopedia, etc. He not only read letter by letter, but also took pains to add new entries to old books. He often takes notes when reading. I have only seen him study hard once. It was in Oxford, and in order to be able to recognize manuscripts from15th century, he had to take the course of "edition and proofreading". He and I danced and kicked in my sleep, but I didn't know whether to catch the murderer or fight him. As a result, I failed the exam and had to make up the exam after the summer vacation. This make-up exam is also mentioned in the introduction of the English version of Fortress Besieged. Zhong Shu visited the United States on 1979, and the publisher showed him the introduction of the translation. He was surprised and smiled when he saw this paragraph, but he didn't expect the investigation to be so accurate. Later, he realized that it was Donald Stuart, Zhong Shu's old friend in Oxford. In Qian Zhongshu published by Hu Zhide in 1982, it was deleted. Zhong Shu's "Qi" book didn't fit, but it overflowed. When we were in Oxford, he took a nap. I posted it, and he fell asleep while writing. When he woke up, he saw me sleeping. He was full. He wants to draw a face for me. But I woke up as soon as he put pen to paper. He didn't expect that my face could eat ink and wash ink stains than rice paper. My face is as fast as paper. Later, he stopped playing pranks and only painted me a portrait, adding glasses and a beard to chat. After returning to China, I returned to Shanghai in the summer vacation, and my daughter fell asleep on a hot day (she was still a doll). He drew a big face on her belly. His redundant infatuation is often vented on his uncle's children, grandchildren and daughter A Yuan. This string of children are two years apart and often play together. Some languages are on the verge of "uncivilized" or "smelly", so pay attention to taboos like sensible people. Zhong Shu makes tricks, or gestures, or cuts, to induce them to say it just because they say it. He also pretended to be the winner. He teased his daughter. Before going to bed every day, he would bury "mines" in her bed, one layer at a time, burying all kinds of toys, mirrors, brushes, even inkstones or many brushes. He was in high spirits when his daughter screamed. When the daughter sleeps, she must search carefully and take out everything in the quilt. Zhong Shu can't wait to put down the broom and dustpan. Win an unexpected victory. It's no fun to play with this kind of thing every day, but Zhong Shu enjoys it. He told his daughter that there was an ugly child in Fortress Besieged, and that was her. A Yuan believed it, but she didn't care. He wrote an opening "Heart of Lily", in which a girl wore a purple sweater, and Zhong Shu told Ayuan that she was the most annoying child. Zhong Shu hides the manuscript in different places every day. One hides and the other looks, and it becomes a hide-and-seek game. Later, even I didn't know where the manuscript was hidden. Zhong Shu's infatuation is also very strange. He said to me seriously: "If we have another child, it may be better than one yuan. We will like that child. How can it be worth one yuan?" No one has ever said that our parents only have one child to be single-minded. After liberation, we kept a very clever cat in Tsinghua. The kitten climbed the tree for the first time and was afraid to come down. Zhong Shu managed to save it. When the kitten came down, she gently put her paw on Zhong Shu's wrist to express her gratitude. We often quote the western proverb: "Hell is full of ungrateful people." This kitten knows the feeling, and Zhong Shu says it is spiritual and special. Fighting with other cats in the middle of the night Zhong Shu specially prepared a bamboo pole and leaned against the door. No matter how cold it was, as soon as she heard the cat meow, she quickly climbed out of the hot bed and went out with a bamboo pole to help her cat fight. One of her rival in love is the kitten next to Ms. Lin, which is called the "focus of love" of her family. I often worry that Zhong Shu will destroy the harmony between the two families because of this cat. (Cat's first sentence), he said with a smile, "Theories are always formulated by people who don't practice." Money often says it's "stupid blessing". As a bookworm, he is really a bit stupid. The books for him to read are as rich as the "hit food" of the rich, and will be supplied from all directions (except in the period of decentralization, he has to read like a ruminant)/Zhong Shu went to high school for four years and actually graduated. Hanzhong has made great achievements and is among the best; He is just a stupid boy. When his uncle was alive, he was ashamed and worthless. He was afraid that "Feng Shui on the grave" would implicate Zhong Shu, the heir to the grave. It turns out that the rows of trees under his ancestral grave are tall and lush, and the small trees on the top are fragile. Of course, the tree at the top represents growth. Uncle privately paid a few kilograms of hair to the barber shop at a time, called a tenant to accompany him, and quietly took the clock book to the ancestral grave. Call the first tree Rong Sheng, "You will be a great president in the future." At that time, Zhong Shu was only seven or eight years old and not sensible, but he thought it was his uncle's selfish thing behind his back, so he never told the rest of the family. When he told me this, he was also grateful for his uncle's love and surprised that he had the heart to keep his uncle's secret. At the age of fourteen, Zhong Shu and Zhong Hantong were admitted to Suzhou Taowu Middle School (a school run by the Anglican Church in the United States). In addition to tuition and books, he also had pocket money. He went to Suzhou with Han Zhong, and his lessons were not bad, except for arithmetic. That year, my father went to Tsinghua University to teach and didn't come home during the winter vacation. Zhong Shu went home in the winter vacation without his father's strict control, which was even more pleasant. He borrowed a large number of publications such as China Web Stack, Red Rose and Violet to read. During the summer vacation, my father's return trip was blocked and he went to Tianjin instead. An article by Han Zhong was highly praised, while an article by Zhong Shu was literary and vulgar. His father was very angry and gave him a beating. Zhong described to me his predicament at that time: the whole family was enjoying the cool in the yard, and he was still alone in the hall, crying in pain and shame. Although this beating didn't play the role of "suddenly enlightened", it also aroused the ambition to study hard. Zhong Shu embedded some parallel poems and was praised by his father. He also began to learn to write poetry, but did not ask his father. 1927, Taowu Middle School was closed, and he and Han Zhong were admitted to Wuxi Puren Middle School run by the American Episcopal Church. Zhong Shu is often disciplined by his father, often writing letters, dictating and writing articles for his father. Before Zhong Shu was admitted to Tsinghua, he was no longer a beaten man, but a proud son of his father. Once he wrote an epitaph for his father to a large family in the country. At lunch that day, Zhong Shu's mother heard that her father praised her article. She was so happy that she immediately tipped him off and said to him in front of her aunt, "Ah Da, my father praised you!" " Say your article is well done! "Zhong Shu is the first time to hear his father's praise. He is as happy as his mother, so I still remember it clearly. At that time, the Commercial Press published a book by Qian Mu, with the preface of The Father of Zhong Shu on it. According to Zhong Shu, he wrote it, without changing a word. I often write Zhong's polite letters. I never make a draft. I write them on eight lines of stationery. After checking them several times, I write only eight lines, not many. He has a lot of chestnuts on his forehead. Zhong Shu's aunt died at the age of 20. That year, he was admitted to Tsinghua and went to school in autumn. His father's collection of Letters from His First Son began at that time. Behind his father's back, Zhong Shucai knew that his father had written down every letter in his notebook. These letters are very interesting and vividly described to teachers and classmates. Unfortunately, all the letters from Zhong Shu (including letters) were collected by Hui Lujun. Rao is a classmate in Tsinghua. 1968 wrote an article "Recalling Tsinghua" in Singapore. There is a paragraph about Zhong Shu: "Among the classmates, we are most influenced by Qian Zhongshu. He has a deep knowledge of Chinese and English and is good at philosophy and psychology. He reads old and new Chinese and western books all day. The strangest thing is that he never takes notes in class, but only brings a pad that has nothing to do with class. But the exam is always the first. He likes reading and encourages others to read ... "According to Zhong Shu, he also takes a notebook with him in class, but instead of taking notes, he doodles on it. Now Xu Zhende is in the same class as Zhong Shu in the United States. At first, he won the first place in the class because of Zhong Shu, and wanted to give him a beating, because he and Zhong Shu used to rank first. Occasionally become friends and often sit in the last row of the class. Xu Jun paid attention to a female classmate in class. Zhong Shu drew a series of "Yan Xu Change Maps" in his notebook, which was very popular among his classmates. Zhong Shu once proudly showed it to me. A year ago, Xu Jun came back from the United States, listened to Zhong Shu's talk about "Yan Xu changed maps" and laughed. (1) The 50th Anniversary Album of Tsinghua University's Fifth Grade Graduation (1990) is a piece of white paper with the names and properties of drugs printed on it. Every time you take medicine, you can save a stack of paper wrapped in medicine. This kind of paper is clean and absorbent. When Zhong Shu was about eight or nine years old, he often copied the mustard garden hidden by his uncle with paper wrapped in medicine, or "painting in poetry" in 300 Tang poems. He gave himself a nickname-because. He is very proud. He is often interested in Xiang Angzhi, but he hates his poor painting. He begged his daughter, who was in middle school at that time, to copy some famous naughty paintings in the west for him, one of which was "The Devil's Legacy" (the title was invented by me). The devil escaped with the air behind him, and the painting was wonderful. Painting "Changes in Eyes" in class Yang's daughter copied "The Devil's Smell". In fact, he studied out of preference, just like a glutton: he ate a lot of things, but he didn't choose the essence or the coarse, sweet and salty. He can also laugh at extremely vulgar books. He not only laughed at the operas, but also played them over and over again until he fell down. He eats and eats most of his works, such as subtle and profound philosophy, aesthetics and literary theory, just like children eating snacks. Poetry is his favorite reading. A big dictionary, dictionary, encyclopedia, etc. He not only read letter by letter, but also took pains to add new entries to old books. He often takes notes when reading. I have only seen him study hard once. It was in Oxford, and in order to be able to recognize manuscripts from15th century, he had to take the course of "edition and proofreading". He and I danced and kicked in my sleep, but I didn't know whether to catch the murderer or fight him. As a result, I failed the exam and had to make up the exam after the summer vacation. This make-up exam is also mentioned in the introduction of the English version of Fortress Besieged. Zhong Shu visited the United States on 1979, and the publisher showed him the introduction of the translation. He was surprised and smiled when he saw this paragraph, but he didn't expect the investigation to be so accurate. Later, he realized that it was Donald Stuart, Zhong Shu's old friend in Oxford. In Qian Zhongshu published by Hu Zhide in 1982, it was deleted. Zhong Shu's "Qi" book didn't fit, but it overflowed. When we were in Oxford, he took a nap. I posted it, and he fell asleep while writing. When he woke up, he saw me sleeping. He was full. He wants to draw a face for me. But I woke up as soon as he put pen to paper. He didn't expect that my face could eat ink and wash ink stains than rice paper. My face is as fast as paper. Later, he stopped playing pranks and only painted me a portrait, adding glasses and a beard to chat. After returning to China, I returned to Shanghai in the summer vacation, and my daughter fell asleep on a hot day (she was still a doll). He drew a big face on her belly. His superfluous infatuation is often vented on his uncle's children, grandchildren and daughter A Yuan. This string of children are two years apart and often play together. Some languages are on the verge of "uncivilized" or "smelly", so pay attention to taboos like sensible people. Zhong Shu makes tricks, or gestures, or cuts, to induce them to say it just because they say it. He also pretended to be the winner. He teased his daughter. Before going to bed every day, he would bury "mines" in her bed, one layer at a time, burying all kinds of toys, mirrors, brushes, even inkstones or many brushes. He was in high spirits when his daughter screamed. When the daughter sleeps, she must search carefully and take out everything in the quilt. Zhong Shu can't wait to put down the broom and dustpan. Win an unexpected victory. It's no fun to play with this kind of thing every day, but Zhong Shu enjoys it. He told his daughter that there was an ugly child in Fortress Besieged, and that was her. A Yuan believed it, but she didn't care. He wrote an opening "Heart of Lily", in which a girl wore a purple sweater, and Zhong Shu told Ayuan that she was the most annoying child. Zhong Shu hides the manuscript in different places every day. One hides and the other looks, and it becomes a hide-and-seek game. Later, even I didn't know where the manuscript was hidden. Zhong Shu's infatuation is also very strange. He said to me seriously: "If we have another child, it may be better than one yuan. We will like that child. How can it be worth one yuan?" No one has ever said that our parents only have one child to be single-minded. After liberation, we kept a very clever cat in Tsinghua. The kitten climbed the tree for the first time and was afraid to come down. Zhong Shu managed to save it. When the kitten came down, she gently put her paw on Zhong Shu's wrist to express her gratitude. We often quote the western proverb: "Hell is full of ungrateful people." This kitten knows the feeling, and Zhong Shu says it is spiritual and special. Fighting with other cats in the middle of the night Zhong Shu specially prepared a bamboo pole and leaned against the door. No matter how cold it was, as soon as she heard the cat meow, she quickly climbed out of the hot bed and went out with a bamboo pole to help her cat fight. One of her rival in love is the kitten next to Ms. Lin, which is called the "focus of love" of her family. I often worry that Zhong Shu will destroy the harmony between the two families because of this cat. (Cat's first sentence), he said with a smile, "Theories are always formulated by people who don't practice." Money often says it's "stupid blessing". As a bookworm, he is really a bit stupid. The books for him to read are as rich as the "hit food" of the rich, and will be supplied from all directions (except in the period of decentralization, he has to read like a ruminant) and has no other desire for business. This is another manifestation of the so-called "infatuation" of the family. Zhong Shu and my father have the same interest in poetry and many languages. Zhong Shu often says some delicate and elegant naughty words to my father and laughs with him. Once my father asked me, "Is Zhong Shu always so happy?" "Happiness" is also the expression of the so-called "infatuation" of the Qian family. I think the author of Guanzui Bian and Lu is a studious and thoughtful Zhong Shu, the author of Huaiju Ten Villages is a Zhong Shu who worries about the world and hurts his life, and the author of Fortress Besieged is a Zhong Shu with strong infatuation. We get along with each other every day, and he often likes to say. You can often appreciate the brushwork of Fortress Besieged. I think the characters and plots in Fortress Besieged are all made real by his arrogance. But after all, he is not an ignorant idiot, nor is he indifferent to social phenomena. Therefore, although every detail in the novel makes people laugh, the atmosphere of the book, as the novel ends, "contains satire and sadness about life, which is deeper than all languages and words." It's thrilling. After Zhong finished Fortress Besieged, his infatuation was still strong, but it was not reflected in his second novel. 1957 Spring, his Notes on Selected Poems of Song Dynasty was just published, and he went to visit relatives in Hubei because his father was ill. On the way, I wrote five quatrains of "Going to the Middle Section of Hubei Road", and now I quote three: "Morning Book" Drinking water is warm and cold. If the film is fake, you can fade away, and you will never dream of going to Handan at night. ""Wandering in the car, vaguely empty like thunder. The leaves are still flying and the wind is uncertain, and the pigeons will cry in the future. "The last two songs expressed his feelings about the situation at that time. The first one refers to Notes on Selected Poems of Song Dynasty, which points out famous sentences of Du Fu and Yuan Haowen. As far as I know, he is confident that he still has a talent for writing, but he can only engage in research or criticism. From then on, he not only silenced himself, but also stopped thinking about it. After Fortress Besieged was reprinted, I asked him if he wanted to write another novel. He said, "he may still be interested, but his talent is decreasing year by year." If you want to write. "If you write conditionally, you can only regret it. There is still room for self-deception. Regret is the so-called' moment to face the truth' in the Spanish you have learned, which makes you feel bad without any self-deception, excuses or tolerance. I would rather hate than regret. " These words may be reprinted as annotations of Fortress Besieged and Prequel. I feel old myself. There are some things that no one knows except the two of us. I want to write them down while my husband and wife are alive. If there are mistakes, he can point them out and I can correct them. What I wrote in Fortress Besieged is all fiction, and all I remember is the truth.