Chapter 7 The first shot

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Chang Sheng is the long-term worker of Yuan's house, and his ancestors were born as a tenant farmer. For his generation to be able to attend the clan study, it is entirely thanks to the second young master of the Yuan family.

After the second young master went abroad, the huge mansion lost his family, and the scene of servants like clouds gradually disappeared. Except for some old people who stayed, they were grateful for the kindness of the Yuan family like him.

However, this spring, Yuan Mansion was briefly restored to its former glory because of a major event: Lu Mincheng's birthday banquet will be held here.

This is not the first time that news about Commander Lu's birthday banquet has come out. Half a month ago, some tabloid reported that the birthday banquet would be held at the Licha Hotel. As soon as the news came out, reporters from major newspapers flocked to the front and back of the Licha Hotel. All the rooms for a week were fully booked, and the scene was comparable to the grand occasion when Mu Hongxue went south to perform.

As for why the Yuan Mansion was chosen in the end, apart from the fact that the Second Young Master of the Yuan family had a close relationship with Commander Lu, the relative privacy of the private mansion was mostly valued by Director Lang Sule, who was responsible for coordinating and arranging the matter.

On this day, Chang Sheng was busy with his work, and the eighty-one Western antique glazed lanterns in the courtyard had to be set up before the birthday banquet, so he had not closed his eyes all day and night.

There was a voice behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that it was the housekeeper of the Yuan Mansion. There was another person beside him, who was wearing a green moiré brocade robe and a bright gold ring on his left thumb, which looked very decent.

The housekeeper turned to the man and smiled: "Mr. Lang, please take care of you, all these arrangements will be ready today, and keep the birthday party of Commander Lu, it will be a pleasant and lively event!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to a group of people who had passed in front of him, and said that the twenty single-handed officers were on duty in the front hall that day, and all of them were both energetic and capable.

Just as he was about to lift his foot, he suddenly stopped the team: "Hold on—"

The queue stopped, and he counted it carefully: "What's wrong with this one?"

The beginning of the speech was hesitant, but the housekeeper saw him hesitating and hesitating, and his heart became angry: "If I ask you, please answer quickly, who will you show that vague appearance to?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the man said, "That Guan Bao lost his bet yesterday, went out for a drink, and fell asleep when he came back. No one could wake him up."

The housekeeper was so angry that his beard was shaking, but because someone was there, he had to suppress his anger: "Isn't it time to pick him up and wake him up? Just pour a basin of cold water on it, who can't cure him?!"

Having said that, with this out, this person is absolutely useless, and he diligently apologizes to Lang Sule.

Manager Lang waved his hand, and the butler saw the young man on the lawn who turned his head and had dark skin, a high nose and deep eyes. If he hadn't been wearing coarse clothes stained with mud and sweat, he would have stood out as a capable, handsome and decent person.

"What's your name?" he asked.

The young man's face was stunned for two seconds, as if he didn't respond, the housekeeper frowned: "I want to ask you something."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Little Changsheng, I have seen Steward Li."

The steward said: "The security guarantee is useless. You will serve in the front hall the next day. Be smart in your words and deeds, and don't let Commander Lu be ashamed."

In a twinkling of an eye, it was the right day, and the Yuan Mansion was full of lanterns and tourists. There was a black car parked in a slightly hidden place at the west corner gate of the backyard. When people got out of the car, they were holding a huge box in their hands. It's colorful and bells and whistles, and don't know what kind of treasure is inside.

He made his way through the spectators, and walked from an accessible path to the main house.

The person who came was not someone else, but Fu Jiusi.

He wore a tweed-colored suit and walked into the crowded hall, which was inconspicuous. He took two silver dollar-sized chocolate whipped almond cream Napoleons from the tray in the waiter's hand, and walked inside to find Lu Mincheng.

When he was found, he was socializing with a group of people in the east of the hall. He glanced at them and thought that there were a few familiar, but he couldn't remember their names.

He guessed that Lu Mincheng didn't have the time to pay attention to him, and was just about to find a friend he knew, but he didn't want that person to suddenly turn to him and make a gesture.

He leaned on the stair railing to eat snacks, and Lu Mincheng motioned for the other party to wait a moment, then walked over to him: "Come with me."

Fu Jiusi followed him upstairs, and Lu Mincheng took him to a room. As soon as he entered, he was attracted by the movie machine by the wall.

"Kodak's double-foot hole?"

Lu Mincheng turned on the movie machine: "I don't understand this thing, but I heard that it is the most advanced, you can take a look."

To the east of this room is a whole wall of display racks, and upon closer inspection, it is actually full of film films and records.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Lu Mincheng say, "What do you have in your hand?"

"Oh, this," he came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth twitched, "what else could it be—a birthday gift!"

Lu Mincheng was delighted: "Take it apart and let me see." Although the box revealed a trace of distrust between the lines.

However, he totally wronged him - after the aesthetically appalling box was opened, there was actually a very normal cake inside.

"You'll give me this?" However, Lu Mincheng was still perfunctory.

Fu Jiusi sneered, "It's the first time I've seen the invitation card holding someone's neck. Commander Lu really opened a lot of eyes?!"

The implication is: some collections are good, you dare to pick and choose?

Lu Mincheng didn't care what he said, he took out the Swiss Army knife he carried with him from his waist, cut a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Well, not bad." Before Fu Jiusi could speak, he nodded, looking very satisfied.

Fu Jiusi showed a strange expression, and then he took a small piece of cake from his hand and tasted it.

Not wanting to just enter, he "bah" came out: "What the hell!"

Lu Mincheng looked at him with a half-smiling smile: "Isn't it because the white cream has no sugar, and bitter matcha powder is sprinkled on the face, what about you?"

Fu Jiusi saw his mockery, his face darkened, and he threw the knife on the table without saying a word to him.

After Lu Mincheng left, Fu Jiusi picked out a piece of film with a label that said "Giselle" from the display stand and put it up.

The film is a silent film, and the recording is only a fragment. In the room, there is only the sound of the cassette tape when the film is turned, and the voices of the people downstairs are faintly heard. There is a wonderful harmony together.

At this moment, the door lock suddenly turned with a "click". He thought it was Lu Mincheng who had left and returned, but he didn't expect a young man to come in.

The other party was wearing a light gray suit with a vest and bow tie of the same color inside. His hairstyle was neat and his face was beautiful. However, his overly neat appearance made him look like a display doll in a shop window, with a hint of falsehood in his delicacy.

As soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell on Fu Jiusi, his eyes were thorns, and he pierced closely.

"...You've gone bad?" The man entered the door and didn't step out, but Fu Jiusi clearly didn't recognize him.

The other party glanced at him up and down: "In the Liyuan Bank in Shanghai, you are the honor of the Big Dipper. It is not surprising that you don't recognize me. Song Yunzhen is in the Song family class in Beiping."

This is the wrong person.

It's a pity that the obedient did not realize the meaning of the words: the old Shanghai drama is on the verge of fading, and you should weigh it by yourself.

Fu Jiusi was uncomfortable with that look, so he didn't bother to explain, but said indifferently, "What are you doing?"

Hearing his reply, Song Yunzhen felt even more that she had recognized the right person: "It's strange that the commander won't return to Peiping, I still think that the scenery of Shanghai is unique, and I stumbled over the commander's foot, but I don't know the original song of Boss He's singing. It's the Nuwa Palace."

This is difficult for Fu Jiusi again: he doesn't know what the Nuwa Palace is, and he doesn't even know that he is scolding him for being a concubine, comparable to the "demon concubine" Daji.

Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, Song Yunzhen became more imposing, and put her fingers in a "rain run" style and pointed straight on his chest: "Then Su Daji knows that she killed herself in front of her father with full loyalty and filial piety, so you rush to wipe it. The vixen's face, what a red horn?!"

Fu Jiusi dug in and out of those words and finally came across a name of someone he knew, and finally understood the whole sentence.

After hearing this, he turned his head for a moment, and felt that since he was not Boss He, there was no need to bear the infamy of this "vix spirit" for him.

So he straightened the corners of his clothes and stood up, but his speech was not as elegant as his actions: "They are all selling their butts, who is more noble? Boss Song doesn't need to carry a gun and a stick, since he said that I am Su Daji, I have a face. File a complaint in front of the commander, and then we'll see who can't come down."

After all, he left the room and went downstairs.

Lu Mincheng had just finished speaking in public, and the hall was full of people right now. There is a large dance floor in the center of the house, in which the fragrant clothes and temples are hidden: the southeast corner is the dining table and several sets of soft sofas, and the southwest corner is where the piano and the symphony band are located.

Fu Jiusi was grabbed by the neck as soon as he went downstairs. He turned around and saw that it was Sun Yao, who pointed at the tip of his nose: "You owe me a lot of money."

He lowered his head to touch the cigarette, but without the fire, he put his hand into Sun Yao's pocket and said, "What's wrong with you, you are a big girl? I owe you a sum and I have to force you to marry—is there any fire?"

"Don't do anything," Sun Yao took his hand out of his chest and took out the fire from his trouser pocket, "Tell me the truth, when did you two get along?"

He looked in the direction of the man's finger, where Fang Lu Mincheng was talking with Minister An on the sofa.

He bit the cigarette holder: "As long as you recognize it, I want to climb on the barrel of this gun, who cares if I walk sideways."

"Yo!" Sun Yao couldn't help laughing, "It's as if you don't care about this relationship, you'll be more at ease! Who smashed the Xinlihui field? Who smashed Tang Yunsheng? And that Lu Ruozuo, the dignified Lu Who is the commander's brother who has been beaten up for two days? You have to walk sideways, I don't think that eight-legged crab is as wide as you!"

Fu Jiusi didn't refute it, he just smoked, and finally glanced at him: "You tell me, what do I owe you?"

Sun Yao slapped his hand: "You beat Lu Ruozuo, doesn't that mean you have a grudge against Commander Lu? I originally wanted to be a mediator for the two of you, and earn two favors, but the result is good! You two hooked up behind my back. Let's go together - this is the favor of the dignified Yan Wanglu and Fu Jiuye, and you have messed up, do you think you owe me this?"

Fu Jiusi was too lazy to listen to him being poor, and his eyes fell on the sofa: "This Fatty An has a face, nowadays newspapers in Shanghai are not all rumors that he has embezzled anti-Japanese donations, I think he is so nourishing, those pen and ink were originally written waste paper."

Sun Yao said: "The words are true, but people still have the name of the Standing Committee member. If nothing else, the 37th Army will rely on him to sign the military expenses."

At this moment, Lu Mincheng swept his eyes to this direction, and when he saw the two of them standing not far away, he waved.

Sun Yao changed a smile and greeted him in a flash: "Isn't this Uncle An, Yao'er is here to ask for your peace."

Commissioner An's cheeks trembled: "I know you, the fifth boy of the old Sun family... who is the one next to him?"

Sun Yao pushed Fu Jiusi forward: "Don't you remember Jiusi? Last year your sixth miss came out of the cabinet, but he went to congratulate him with his brother."

Commissioner An made a long "oh" and said, "Who is his brother?"

Lu Muncheng said, "Fu Jun guards Fu's Second Minister."

Commissioner An pointed it out to Commander Lu: "It turned out to be my nephew, and I haven't moved around a lot in recent years, so I've become unfamiliar." After that, he pulled the two of them to sit close.

Fu Jiusi had to endure his depression and sat next to him.

He raised his head just to meet Lu Mincheng's gaze, and immediately took a look, but he didn't want the other party not only not to be annoyed, but also gave him a smile.

Then we continued to talk about the topic just now. Commander Lu wanted guns, and Commissioner Security had military funds. On the surface, the former asked for the latter, but in fact, both parties were very happy - Commander Lu got the equipment, and Commissioner Security got a training. Well-trained guards.

Fu Jiusi was annoyed listening to it, thinking that if Lu Mun became a private army of Commissioner An in order to passively resist the Japanese, he would definitely fold his shelf full of out-of-print records.

He strayed from the topic and was extremely bored. He was dragged by Sun Yao for a while and could not find a chance to leave, so he caught a waiter who was passing by and wanted a glass of ice whiskey.

As he took the wine, he looked up, and was surprised to find that the waiter was the one who had taken two Napoleons from his tray as soon as he entered the main house.

Seeing that he was looking at him, the other party showed a shy smile, and the thick eyelashes formed a deep shadow on the eye socket, covering the look of his lower eyes.

The accident happened in a split second. The ice cubes soaked in whisky collided with the wall of the glass and made a soft sound. When Fu Jiusi realized that something was wrong, his chest was already heavy, and then the voices in his ears faded like a tide, and the scene in front of him suddenly turned into a movie machine. silent.

When he turned around, he suddenly saw a button-sized blood hole in the center of Commissioner An's brow. Sun Yao seemed to get up in a hurry, but he didn't know if he tripped or something, and fell to the ground before taking two steps.

The scene of Lu Mincheng pulling out the sex from his waist was the last scene in his field of vision.