20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 394 Luda · Everyone has their own agenda
After the guests left, Feng Waiju returned to silence.

The house is fully secured, with gendarmerie outside the door, and mainland wanderers and gangsters inside the house. Everyone is silent except for the chirping of house sparrows.

Laoshanren considers himself a refined scholar. Refined scholars like to be quiet, so he also likes to be quiet.

However, even he himself is not sure how long this current situation can last.

In the corridor, Fifth Master Rong lowered his head slightly, followed Lao Shanren, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think this Young Master Cai is trustworthy?"

"Does it matter whether you are trustworthy or not?"

The old mountain man looked serious. He stopped and turned around. After asking a question, he started walking around the corridor again.

"The actions of the Zongshe Party are no longer a secret. Whether Master Cai is loyal to the Qing Dynasty is not important at all. As long as he can provide money to make up for the loss of arms as soon as possible, it is enough."

Rong Wuye frowned, but he still kept saying in agreement: "That's right, that's right!"

He found that Laoshanren had become more and more impatient recently; sometimes, he even acted too aggressively.

He knew the prince's family business and assets very well, because it was he who handled the purchase of arms from the East by the Clan Socialist Party.

"Su Tai, it's me."

"I should, I should, see you then."

"Human?" Su Tai thought for a moment, then clicked his tongue, "To be honest, he is just like a stupid son of a landlord! However, the Miss He next to him seems to be a person who can get things done. She is quite smart. Can talk."

"There's nothing going on! I should tell you, haven't I told you before! The Cai family are Anton's businessmen. I've met him twice in the past few years. Anyway, don't worry, this Young Master Cai is absolutely fine. "

Rong Wuye stopped and bowed, watching the old mountain man walk towards the reception room.

Laoshanren did sincerely help the Zongshe Party, but that was because he knew that once the Qing Dynasty was restored, he could gain more benefits by relying on his relationship with the prince.

He can help find connections and connections, but there is nothing he can do about wronging the Japanese people or asking him to pay for them himself!
Thinking that the prince had been squeezed out of his life, Lao Shanren suddenly lost interest.

Immediately afterwards, he ducked into a study room, picked up the phone, and dialed a series of numbers.

Just like his couplet: The breeze blows and the moon shines, and "good deeds" leave no trace.

It wasn't until he saw the paper sliding door slowly closing that a look of disgust suddenly flashed across his face.

Rong Wuye pulled a chair, sat down and said, "I just met you. I want to ask you about Master Cai."

Working for the imperial court?
Rong Wuye sneered, but said: "Of course I will send someone to keep an eye on him. Also, will you come to the cocktail party in a few days?"

The lewd smile at the corner of his mouth flashed past and was difficult to detect.

"I'm asking you, what is he like as a person?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Wuye immediately did not dare to say anything anymore.

"The prince just lost a batch of arms. Suo Qian called me two days ago and told me that Jiang Lianheng might have something to do and asked me to take precautions."

When he was hesitating, Su Tai on the other end of the receiver said again: "Hey! Master Rong Wu, are you so cautious? This is Luda, and you have the power of the Oriental people on your back, why do you need to be so careful?"

It’s no wonder that with the promotion of Zhang Laogeda to Fengtianxun Envoy, Laoshanren’s idea of ​​“assisting the restoration of the Qing court and supporting puppets for the empire” has gradually lost support in the Eastern cabinet; instead, Tanaka The people's slow-advance strategy of "wooing those in power and encroaching on them step by step" has been recognized by more ministers.

wrong!

"No!" Laoshanren flatly refused, "The profits from Hongwan and local goods are to be used to expand military expenditures for the Kanto Governor's Office, not for the Clan Society Party!"

Su Tai still didn't take it seriously and said lightly: "Oh! I said Rong Wuye is working for the court, so you can rest assured! Besides, Luda is our territory and our Japanese allies. If you think anyone is suspicious, , wouldn’t that be the end of it if you sent someone to keep an eye on him?”

The old mountain man lamented and couldn't help but ask: "Is the prince really out of money?"

In order to restore the country, the prince spent everything he had. The fields, minerals, and rare treasures passed down from his ancestors were all mortgaged to the Okura Zaibatsu in exchange for loans, which were used to recruit troops and prepare armaments. Now, he has to rely on funds from the East to support his country. Jiang will live a decent life, but as the bridge between Lao Shanren and Rong Wuye, who handles the implementation, only they themselves know how much profit and water they have gained from it.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately turned his face to the direction of the reception room, looking through the two open sliding paper doors and staring at his adopted daughter in the backyard - that was the "little toy" given to him by the prince. .

"it is good!"

"That's it, I'll hang up first."

Rong Wuye frowned slightly, hearing the sarcasm in the words, and thought to himself: No matter how powerful the power is, what's the use if it's not his own?

Rong Wuye's answer was concise and concise.

After a while, a reply came from the receiver: "Hello?"

Rong Wuye recalled.

If the "Qin Wang Restoration" plan cannot be carried out as soon as possible, it will only be a matter of time before the CCP loses power.

"Who?" Su Tai asked.

Rong Wuye didn't bother to explain, so he said, "You don't have to worry about who it is. Anyway, I may be in danger."

Speaking of this, Master Rong Wu tentatively suggested: "If there is an emergency for arms, can you... first misappropriate the payment for Hongwan?"

"Oh, Fifth Master Rong!" Su Tai's tone was casual, "Have you seen Master Cai?"

Then, Lao Shanren turned around, put on a serious face, and said, "If nothing happens, I'm going back to rest. In the past few days, you just stay here and prepare for the Zongshe Party's reception."

He had already seen and remembered Miss He's intelligence, but Master Cai definitely didn't look like a fool.

“I’m really out of money!”

"I have to come!" Su Tai said.

"Okay, then when the time comes, the three of us will meet together?"

Rong Wuye put down the receiver, then stood up and walked to the bookshelf, and pulled out a booklet, which was full of important members and sponsors of the Zongshe Party. Before the reception started, it was necessary to remind them one by one. After all, these Most of the people who help old pigtails are the ones who can’t hold up the wall through mud.

To expect them to be successful is simply wishful thinking.

He has always been sober. The so-called restoration of the Qing Dynasty is ultimately the "cause" of the Japanese people and has nothing to do with these old people, young and old, and the Eight Banners. His job is just to help the Japanese people to deceive the house, and from both sides. Get some benefits there.

As for the red pill and local goods business, he was just the agent appointed by the Kanto Governor's Palace. The money passed through his hands and some were left behind, that's all.

Then, Rong Wuye sat back on the chair, and while taking off his melon cap, he also suddenly took off the fake pigtails on the back of his head!
"Working for the imperial court?" He sneered and shook his head.

No, he is just working for money!

Like Laoshanren, he also sincerely hopes to restore the Qing Dynasty, but this has nothing to do with "loyalty to the emperor", it is just an uncommon business.

Just business.

……

In the reception room, both the north and south sliding paper doors were closed. It seemed as if it had rained, and it was so gloomy that people could not breathe.

Yoshiko huddled in the corner, lowering her head and playing with the rag doll in her arms.

She concentrated on concealing her fear of Lao Shanren, but Lao Shanren still came closer, leaned down, gently but irrefutably took the doll from her hand, and threw it aside far away.

"Don't waste any more time, this is for kids!"

Yoshiko nodded, as usual, without any resistance.

What can make a person's mind grow quickly is not living on the street, but living under someone else's roof. "You need to know your identity, do you understand?" Lao Shanren sat down in front of his adopted daughter and asked, "Tell me, who are you?"

Yoshiko said without thinking, "I am Chinese."

"Bastard!" Lao Shanren said angrily, "Tell me again, who are you?"

Yoshiko was timid and said tentatively: "I...I am an Oriental."

"Delusion!" Lao Shanren leaned forward and said seriously, "You are a Manchurian and you are the princess of Manchukuo. Do you understand?"

Yoshiko didn't understand. She didn't know there was such a "country" in the world, but she still nodded because her adoptive father immediately gave the answer:

This "country" must be "created" by her father or herself!
Lao Shanren still put on a serious and serious face and advised: "We will continue to learn Oriental dialect today!"

Yoshiko nodded again.

The old mountain man stretched out a withered hand towards his adopted daughter, gently stroked her head and said, "This is hair, Kami."

Yoshiko repeated in response: "Hair, kami."

The old mountain man tapped his adopted daughter's lips with his finger again and said, "This is the mouth, Kuji."

"Mouth, Kuji."

The teaching lasted for more than ten minutes. It was boring and boring. The limbs, trunk, hands and feet... everything that should be taught seemed to have been taught.

not yet!
The two eyes under the lenses revealed a greedy and fierce light, and the atmosphere began to become strange and depressing.

Laoshanren took out his ruler, tapped Fangzi twice on the shoulder, then tapped the tatami under the seat, and ordered: "Kimono."

Yoshiko showed a hint of resistance.

"Snapped!"

The ruler immediately hit her arm.

Tears fell, silently, I didn't dare to cry.

The ruler moved over and landed on the tatami again. The old mountain man's face was as cold as a sculpture and he repeated in a low voice: "Put the kimono here."

Yoshiko was still a little resistant.

"Snapped!"

The blow was harder this time and it really hurt. Yoshiko began to hide, retreating back and forth into a corner, trying in vain to hide herself.

Lao Shanren did not catch up, but sat there and scolded sternly: "Fangzi, do you want to live up to your father's expectations?"

There was a groggy, deathly silence in the hall.

For a long time, a rustling sound gradually sounded from the corner, softly...

……

……

After leaving Fengwaiju, Jiang Lianheng and Xue Yingqing asked the driver to take them back to No. 18, Oshima Town.

On the one hand, it was to finalize the payment time with Rong Wuye's housekeeper; on the other hand, it was also to prevent the hotel where he was staying from being easily exposed - although this may have little effect, it is better than not taking any precautions.

When they arrived, they discovered that Toudaozi's carriage was still parked at the gate of the house, and Zhao Guoyan and others had not left either.

There was no way, the car was running too fast, and it was impossible to catch up with just foot power, so I had no choice but to stay and wait for the news.

After meeting with Butler Zhang, Jiang Lianheng did not say anything. He only claimed that he would prepare the payment for the goods as soon as possible and mentioned the matter of attending the Zongshe Party reception.

Old Pang Dun'er had expected it, so he was not surprised. Instead, he reassured them that since they decided to attend the cocktail party, there was no need to worry about the payment, and he sincerely invited them to settle down in the Rong family.

Of course Jiang Lianheng disagreed, and he made concessions three times, and finally got on Tou Daozi's carriage and fled.

The carriage wandered around the old market streets for a while, until it was sure that there was no tail behind it, and then it headed towards the hotel where they were staying.

It's like a fish's eyes mixed with pearls, and you get what you want.

Along the way, Jiang Lianheng was inevitably a little proud. He turned around and asked, "Shopkeeper Xue, do I have the talent to eat Ge Nian?"

Xue Yingqing gave him a blank look, but said: "There is a long way to go. Every line is like a mountain. Learn from it!"

"You are jealous."

"Jealous? If that old mountain man hadn't been a little impatient just now, if you keep asking like that, I think you will reveal your secret soon!"

"I'm just asking you if you're showing off your secrets!"

Xue Yingqing suddenly sneered: "You have the same character as your wild father!"

"Do you still know my father?" Jiang Lianheng's eyes widened.

"Should I know it?" Xue Yingqing asked, "Even if I don't know it, I should have heard of it, right?"

"That's true!" Jiang Lianheng thought for a moment and then asked, "Wait a minute, how old are you?"

"sixteen."

"Don't make trouble! I feel that we are almost the same. How can you know my father? Even if you know him, then I should know too!"

"Does age have anything to do with knowledge? When you were ten years old, could you have the same vision as that little girl just now?"

"That's indeed different, but what I'm asking is you -"

"Stop being so impatient!" Xue Yingqing suddenly became impatient and quickly changed the topic, "For safety reasons, you should stay in the hotel for the past few days and don't show your face, so as not to be seen. In addition, , I’ve stepped on the plate with you, do you have any ideas?”

Jiang Lianheng nodded and said, "I have an idea, but I have to make sure first whether the bungalow in Oshima Town is the fifth master Rong's house."

Xue Yingqing seemed to have guessed something, and immediately asked: "Are you trying to make a splash in the east or in the west?"

"Do you think it's fun?"

"Then it depends on how grand the Zongshe Party's cocktail party will be."

"It doesn't matter to others. I came to Liaonan to do one thing: to fuck Master Rong!"

"Then you have to be careful!" Xue Yingqing reminded, "Don't be a fake Cai Yunsheng, he is also a fake Rong Wuye. If you insert the wrong person, you will never be able to talk to Maner online again in your life. ”

Jiang Lianheng leaned on the car seat and grinned: "Don't worry, unless there is a ghost, I am 90% sure that the old man just now is Rong Wuye."

"So sure?"

"Yes, because I've seen that face!"

While he was talking, the carriage slowly stopped at the door of the hotel. Jiang Lianheng jumped down and immediately turned around——

"Besides, now I remember where I saw it!"

(End of this chapter)