Chapter 29 Daixin

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It is said that Gu Chunming's girlfriend, whose surname is Lin Mingdai, is a well-known writer in the Nanjing literati circle, known for his spicy and sophisticated writing.

Since she moved in, the garden house that had been vacant for a long time has become lively again. Dance parties and salons are held all day long, and the popularity gathers. Even the roses in the front yard are blooming more and more beautifully.

Fu Jiusi also came here often, not only to join in the fun, but also for Lin Dai's shelves of novels—his reading taste was picky, but Lin Dai's words rarely touched his liking.

He reluctantly closed the book in his hand and praised sincerely, "The story you wrote is disgusting!"

Lin Dai didn't beat him out, but instead leaned on the French embroidered chaise longue and smugly dangled the slippers hanging on her toes: "Real life is so disgusting, what I did was just an excerpt."

Fu Jiusi's eyes swept across the bookshelf: "I ask you, are the stories you wrote all about your personal experience?"

Lin Dai is noncommittal: "The writer's experience should be as secret as her heart."

Fu Jiusi was happy when he heard it: "I see, but what do you do when you handed over your heart to Gu Chunming?"

Lin Dai shook her head slightly, but said nothing.

The bungalow was singing every night, but from what Fu Jiusi had seen these days, it seemed that Gu Chunming rarely showed up. If it wasn't for this person who actually accompanied him to watch the house and paid the money, Fu Jiusi almost forgot that he was a serious tenant.

On this day, Fu Jiusi was empty after lunch, and it happened that Lu Mincheng had something to do in the afternoon, so he went to Lin Dai's place early, but he didn't want to meet a lady with a child at the door.

The other party was wearing a plain cheongsam, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, and a child on his right, raising his hand to ring the doorbell at the door.

People dressed like this are rare here. The doorbell rang for a long time and no one opened the door, so Fu Jiusi stepped forward to check.

The woman who pressed the doorbell was startled and turned her face. Only then did Fu Jiusi see that her front face was not as young as her back.

She was dressed in plain clothes, but her face was more important than her clothes, and she could almost be called indifferent. At this moment, her eyes were staring at people, making Fu Jiusi feel a sense of suffocation for no reason.

"Are you here to find someone?" Fu Jiusi asked.

The woman looked at him for a while: "...Is this Gu Chunming's house?"

Fu Jiusi nodded, but speculated that the relationship between this woman and Gu Chunming was not beautiful enough, so she should not be a boyfriend or girlfriend; although she was not young, she was not old enough to be Gu Chunming's mother.

Unable to guess for a long time, he turned his attention back to the doorbell and listened to the piercing sound, thinking: No one should be home at this point.

However, when he was about to give up calling the door and decided to leave, the door suddenly opened, and the one who showed his face was not the maid who usually answered the door, but Lin Dai wrapped in a silk nightgown sprinkled with green bamboo leaves.

She let the two of them into the room, yawned and walked in: "Slippers are at the door, coffee is on the table, you have to eat biscuits and take them yourself, and put them in the cupboard together with the chocolate."

Fu Jiusi wanted to say a few words to her while changing his shoes, but he didn't want to look up but was stunned.

"You...what are you doing?"

As far as the eye can see, the white paper is smashed, on the floor, on the table, on the sofa, on the chaise longue, on the window frame, and even on the electric light cord hanging from the ceiling, there are sheets of paper falling, sticking, and sandwiching them. Ink, some silver hooks and iron paintings, some dragons and phoenixes, Chinese, English, and even symbols and pictures that others cannot understand, together constitute this snowy world.

Fu Jiusi picked the next page and saw that it was a half-chapter of modern poetry. Reading it through, it seemed like a story with no beginning and no end.

Looking to the side again, he roughly knew that these things should be Lin Dai's manuscript paper.

The other two people were stunned as soon as they stepped into this world. The child was still young, and even more curious, he tiptoed to pull the pages hanging from the ceiling.

After the woman was shocked, she quickly turned her attention back to the target person of the trip.

"Ms. Lin." Her voice was neither high nor low, like an old huqin who groaned and mocked. Fu Jiusi guessed that she had some kind of respiratory disease.

"I have something I want to talk to Miss Lin alone." He said, but he didn't take his eyes off Fu Jiusi.

Fu Jiusi knew that this person came with a story.

In this way, it was unfortunate that he came to the door today.

Lin Dai swept her distressed eyes, looked at the other party, and then lifted her eyelids: "Sit down."

The woman looked at the room full of white paper - she couldn't find any place to "sit", so she still stood.

Fu Jiu thought for a while and said to Lin Dai, "I'll go outside first."

After saying that, he left.

The roses in front of the bungalow were blooming very well. He knew that this was because Gu Chunming had hired a new gardener. The other side pruned the flower branches according to the pattern set by the previous gardener, and planted them on the soil that had been turned upside down. The Ecuadorian rose that is sought after by the society.

He twisted a petal and kneaded the juice from his fingertips.

Suddenly, the sound of a hard object falling to the ground came from the door, followed by a cry of a child who pierced the tranquility.

He hurriedly knocked on the door: "Miss Lin?!"

No one answered.

It took about a minute for the door to open, and the nameless woman stood in the room with her hands twisted, her face pale, her lips trembling, and the child was crying.

On the ground, Lin Dai was curled up and collapsed among the manuscript papers on the floor, and a dark red smeared on the snow-colored pages.

"……call the ambulance!"

Fu Jiusi was also shocked, but after being stunned for a moment, he suddenly remembered that he was driving, so he immediately picked up Lin Dai. As for the other two people in the room, he really couldn't care less.

He didn't take a breath until he saw someone enter the operating room.

Borrowing the hospital phone number, first contacted the mansion Gu. The other party said that the owner was not there, so he contacted Sun Yao again. This time, he found someone, but he had already returned to Shanghai, and the distant water could not save the nearby fire, so he only agreed to continue to help contact Gu Chunming. .

After hanging up, Fu Jiu thought for a while, and then made a phone call to Lu Mansion.

He knew that Lu Mincheng was mostly absent at this time, so he called, just to inquire about Gu Chunming's possible whereabouts from the housekeeper.

After doing all this, he waited on the hospital corridor for several hours until Jin Wu sank, and finally the door of the operating room opened.

"how is she?"

Fu Jiusi looked in, but unfortunately the house was wide and deep, and there was a screen blocking it, so he couldn't see clearly.

The doctor looked at him: "What is your relationship with the patient?"

"friend."

The doctor paused: "The patient is a miscarriage caused by external force impact. We have expelled the embryo and placental tissue through surgery. At present, the patient's life is not in danger. However, it is recommended to contact the patient's family as soon as possible."

Although Fu Jiusi was shocked, he thanked the doctor and went through a series of procedures such as payment and hospitalization procedures, and then he was at a loss for a while.

Gu Chunming came to the hospital at night, and Lu Mincheng was with him.

Seeing people coming from a distance, Fu Jiusi breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Mincheng walked past him and quietly rubbed his wrist bones. He suddenly felt that his heart, which had been tense all afternoon, was loosened.

This matter has nothing to do with Gu Chunming. They were in a hurry that day, and they would only know the whole story later.

It turned out that the woman who came to the door was related to the romantic case of Gu Chunming on Hong Kong Island mentioned earlier.

Fu Jiusi had a good eye for people - the other party was really neither Gu Chunming's ex-girlfriend nor his mother - her real identity was the personal maid of the young lady with a quarter of Japanese ancestry.

Back then, after the two parties broke up their engagement, they parted ways. They thought that they would be separated from each other since then, but they didn't think that the young lady had already been married.

The other party is also a family of status, even if the daughter is not allowed to give birth to the child, she will never allow her to step into the house.

The young lady couldn't, so she had to ask her loyal personal maid to follow the man's teeth and use the money to buy him.

However, even if they bought someone, they would not dare to let their family know about it. So only asked the maid to help me find a good family to adopt on behalf, and gave me a sum of money privately every year. just hope that the child can be well fed and clothed and can afford to go to school.

Originally, life went on like this, although the mother and son were not allowed to reunite, but at least they were safe.

But she didn't want to start from the winter of last year, the young lady would be sluggish and hard to get up, until the spring came this year, and the person finally died.

When he was dying, he summoned the maid, saying that he was ashamed of his parents, and that he had not fulfilled his mother's responsibility. He left a sum of money in the bank.

He also said that since he answered the sentence "Love is too deep", he asked that person to see the child no matter what in the future, and she would not waste her life in this worldly love scene.

"It can be seen that it's okay to have a girlfriend, but if you give birth to an unnamed child, it would be too bad!" Finally, Fu Jiusi made a summary of the matter.

This matter made him very annoyed - not to mention that Lin Dai was his friend, he just looked at his nice garden house, and now it has turned into a "haunted house" for no apparent reason. It was enough for him to beat his chest!

He was lying on the sofa in Lu Mansion and talking to Lu Mincheng: "As soon as that woman showed up, I knew something was wrong."

Lu Mincheng smoked a cigar across from him. He squinted slightly and enjoyed the aroma of tobacco mixed with Fu Jiusi's scent, as if a lion about to go to sleep had put away its minions.

"However," Fu Jiu thought about something, "how did you come to the hospital?"

After all, this matter has nothing to do with him, no matter from which point of view.

Even the phone call that Fu Jiusi made in the afternoon was just because he lost his position for a while, and hoped that he could give some comfort.

Lu Mincheng's face was hidden behind the smoke, with contented: "For you."

Fu Jiusi was stunned for a moment, then blushed: "...Who believes!"

Having said that, my heart is full of joy.

After thinking about the house, he frowned again: "I was worried about selling this house, but I finally rented it out, but this kind of thing happened again, hey, tell me, should I ask a big fairy to do it? "

Because of the salon for several days, Fu Jiusi's garden house has long been famous in Jinling City. When something happened today, tabloid reporters came to the door immediately. When Lu Mincheng and Gu Chunming went to the hospital, others saw that Commander Lu was not there. They dared to stop them, but the figure of the two entering the hospital gate together was faithfully recorded by the camera.

Lu Mincheng got up and walked over to his side. Fu Jiusi gave him a seat, but he didn't want to be hugged into his arms.

"As you like." Lu Mincheng didn't seem to take Lin Dai to heart. If Fu Jiusi wasn't there today, he wouldn't have made a special trip to the hospital for a woman he didn't know.

"Let me tell you, if it really can't be sold," he rubbed Fu Jiusi's auricle with his lips, "you and I will keep your house for retirement in the future."

Fu Jiusi tilted his head and bumped into his eyes: "That will be left empty for decades. I will not do this loss-making business."

Lu Mincheng was happy: "I see that the roses are blooming well. It is about Lu Ruozuo going back to Nanjing to work after graduating from university. I have set up a house for him in advance so that he can marry a wife in the future."

"..." Fu Jiu thought about the relationship between her sister and this person that was unreasonable and chaotic, and couldn't help laughing at him, "You really know how to plan!"

——If those two people are really destined to form a relationship in the future, wouldn't his problem of "difficult to deal with a haunted house" be self-defeating? !

Lu Mincheng also laughed, but there was a gleam of light dormant in those dark eyes that Fu Jiusi didn't see.

Final Chapter

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It's night, Shimonoseki Wharf.

The lights on the boat flickered, "click", it was the sound of wine bowls shattering on the ground.

The old seven flattered and offered a new bowl of soju: "Brother Bei, brothers are going this night, just one bowl and not much to drink."

Brother Bei glanced coldly at the four people in front of him. After a moment, he didn't know what to think. He didn't draw a gun or get angry. He took the bowl and drank it.

"Walk."

It is the most precious building in Jinling City. It is a high-level residence allocated by the authorities to some officials. Since it is the product of the magnificent Capital Plan, it is a matter of course that a group of outstanding young people who returned to China in the early 1930s were assembled. All the ingenuity of the designer.

Brother Bei only glanced at the light and shadow of the road, without paying too much attention, but directly led people to approach the target that had already been clearly surveyed from the darkness.

His palms were sweaty, and the security was not bad. There is a natural reason for choosing to start here, but for them, it is more or less a business that has no return.

But as pawns, this is their life.

Lao Qi first approached, looked at it for a long time, and turned around: "Tell our buddies to call the rabbit's nest - the young master of the Fu family is indeed there."

Another person said: "This is life, whoever asks him to come back will run into it."

Someone approached.

Brother Bei made a gesture, and everyone was silent for a moment.

Ye Feng lifted a curtain, and the figures inside laughed and went upstairs one after the other.

Brother Bei raised his head and glanced at the west side of the second floor of the building. The windows there were originally closed at night, but now they have opened a slight crack. Obviously, the bolt was not in its original position.

When things came to an end, Lao Qi was finally a little frightened and looked at him: "Brother Bei, on the other side of the fourth master..."

"Do your own thing," Brother Bei's eyes flashed a cold light, "it's not too late to see you again when you have the life to go back and see the fourth master."

Lao Qi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he tried his best to suppress the rapid heartbeat.

In the middle of the night, the chiming bell struck three times.

"Walk."

A dexterous figure climbed up the edge of the wall in the dark, only to see him drop a few points, hook the drain pipe and the carved lacquer railing on the first floor, and instantly hang it on the window sill on the second floor.

He gently pushed open the half-closed window, threw something in, and fumbled around for a while, grabbed the wire that had been buried in advance, and pulled it. Mushy taste.

The visitor landed lightly on the same road, and after a while, they saw their companions returning from other parts of the building. When they gathered in the corner of the courtyard, a lot of fire was already visible on the first floor.

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger, especially on the side of the second floor where the window was opened first, because of the ventilation, flames jumped out of the corridor, and Brother Bei gave a low voice: "Evacuate."

The footsteps crushed the half-covered moonlight, and suddenly the branches above his head trembled slightly, and a night crow chirped.

There was a sudden stab in the heart, and an ominous premonition came, and Brother Bei suddenly stopped.

"What, what's wrong?" Lao Qi almost bumped into him.

Brother Bei made a silent gesture, and after a while, he found nothing unusual, he shook his head: "Come on."

However, as soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, his eyeballs suddenly shrank - a row of muzzles in front of them was facing them!

Behind him is a red fire, in front of him is a black gun, and there is nowhere to escape.

Brother Bei turned his head and moved his hand between the electric light and flint, and the pocket muzzle was about to be aimed at his head!

"boom!"

The severe pain from his wrist caused him to lose the gun. He looked up through the cold sweat, and saw that the warlord known as "The King of Hell" was looking at him coldly, the embers of the gun in his hand had not yet disappeared.

He gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "I am the fourth master in life, and the ghost of the fourth master in death. Commander Lu has captured us, so he doesn't have to save us as shit, so as not to contaminate your eyes!"

"Fourth Master?"

The man looked at him leisurely, neither asking questions as he imagined nor ordering them to be taken into custody, he just wiped the gun with his cuff: "Your fourth master does have a bunch of good dogs, but it's a pity—"

The wind is still, the trees are quiet, and the clouds are open.

Brother Bei saw the moonlight on the man's smile: "Bi Hanchen, Bi Fourth Master, he can't protect himself!"

Brother Bei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly cold sweat soaked into the vest pocket.

He seemed to have been drained of the last bit of strength, and only subconsciously stared at people, but his mind was completely unable to think.

He saw the man approaching, blocking the moonlight on the ground: "The fourth master will handle the matter 'over there' - of course, I am talking about 'Du fourth master'."

At this time, someone from outside came to pass the news.

The other party reported something like this in Lu Mincheng's ear, and after a while, Lu Mincheng approached him again.

"It seems that Fourth Master Du has also handled it properly."

He almost didn't know what he was talking about at the moment, but when he heard this sentence, he still felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't bear the pain even with the wound.

"Take people away and take care of them."

These were the last words he heard before he lost consciousness.

Three days later, Fu Mansion.

This is the mansion that Fu Junshou built in Nanjing. Fu Jiusi could have lived here, but because he did not want to be separated from Lu Mincheng, he stayed in Lu Yu.

The scorching sun was scorching hot, and as soon as Du Chunqiu entered the room, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his forehead, his plump face covered with a layer of oily sweat.

"Fourth Master, sit down." Lu Mincheng shared cigarettes with him, Du Chunqiu took it, and took a deep breath.

Fu Jiusi looked at him curiously: "It's over, why is Fourth Master in such a hurry?"

Du Chunqiu waved his hand straightly: "The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate, let Commander Lu and Brother Jiu see a joke."

He is indeed in a bad state - being turned against the water by his meticulously trained subordinates, and the reason for collaborating with the Japanese is so shameful to the extreme, not to mention that that person is his favorite successor in his heart. Candidates, no matter who encounters the situation, it will not be better.

No need for anyone to remind him, he knows that he has become a joke between Nanjing and Shanghai now!

After smoking a cigarette, he really breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense mood was relieved.

"I never thought that a year ago, this villain had secretly colluded with that Asakura tree, not to mention all the secrets in my museum, and even smuggled opium and arms for the Japanese through the shipping channels in my hands!" Du Chunqiu Angrily snuffed out the cigarette butt.

Lu Mincheng said the scene: "When everyone is negligent, the fourth master is just a fog covering his eyes for a while."

——It's just that this "covering the eyes" almost lost his life.

It was the first time for Fu Jiusi to experience this scene. Even though it had been two days, he was still a little scared, but he had a good face and didn't want people to see it, so he often covered it up with another incident.

He said angrily to Lu Mincheng, "It's really not a good thing to mix with that guy named Gu!"

Lu Min succeeded: "When you were scolded by Fifth Master Sun that day, you were not so thin-skinned!"

When Fu Jiu thought about the whole thing, she felt uncomfortable. She held back for a while, but she still couldn't hold back her complaints: "You did it on purpose! You deliberately mixed with him and ruined your reputation on purpose!"

Commander Lu, who had won the first battle, was triumphant: "If it wasn't like this, where would there be such an opportunity to frame the whole thing on the heads of 'patriots' exactly like the last time you were shot!"

Du Chunqiu, who was on the side, looked at Fu Jiusi: "Thanks to Brother Jiu's nose, he smelled the smell of kerosene on the carpet first, otherwise I'm afraid it would be a big mistake."

Fu Jiusi looked at Lu Mincheng and said, "This is because Commander Lu is watching closely. Only then can he find out what's behind the scenes."

Lu Mincheng added: "Nowadays, the major docks in Shanghai are chaotic, transportation channels are to war, just like limbs to the human body, Si Ye and Jiu Si are both people who do business, and Lu Mou also asks the two of you to be on top of this. Pay more attention."

Du Chunqiu and Fu Jiusi both nodded.

Du Chunqiu remembered something and asked, "Commander Lu said he wanted to discuss a business with me? I don't know what business it is?"

For some reason, Lu Mincheng first glanced at Fu Jiusi before he said solemnly: "I originally wanted to discuss this matter with Second Secretary Fu, but at that time, he was not enough to gain my trust. Therefore, I I still only cooperate with Fifth Master Sun in private."

Fu Jiusi's eyes widened - this was something he didn't even know.

"Now the current situation, you all have a number in your mind, and I don't need to elaborate. It's just that the war is imminent, people can leave, and money can flow. Do you know there are things that can't go or flow?"

Du Chunqiu and Fu Jiusi looked at each other.

Lu Mincheng paused and said slowly: "Relics and ancient books, long live a thousand years, treasures of China."

Fu Jiusi had an epiphany: "You mean..."

Du Chunqiu said: "Commander Lu wants to use our shipping channel to transport cultural relics?"

Lu Mincheng nodded: "It's just that the loss of cultural relics overseas is serious now. If I do this with great fanfare, I won't be stopped halfway by those Japanese slaves and devils who have gotten wind of it, so I only entrust my trust and cooperate with me for many years. The fifth master of Sun cooperates with others, and is not willing to hand over to others easily."

Fu Jiu thought about it and asked, "I heard that the Central Museum has already begun to transfer the collections privately?"

Lu Mincheng nodded: "I do this, and a few people above know about it. But not many people know it, just because those things are too valuable."

It was quiet in the living room, and something full and moist was gradually engulfed.

After a long time, Du Chunqiu said: "The righteousness of the family and the country is the responsibility of my generation, and Commander Lu will do whatever he wants."

Lu Mincheng said sincerely, "Thank you."

Looking at Fu Jiusi, his eyes met, the man smiled, and he didn't need to say more.

After sending Du Chunqiu away, the two returned to the house.

Lu Mincheng suddenly remembered something, and it was a big event, and he was afraid that it would trouble Fu Jiusi.

"Ninth brother."

Fu Jiusi: "Huh?"

He smiled ingratiatingly: "This matter is connected to the previous news of Lin Dai's miscarriage. Now that it's a big deal, your family will soon know that we live together."

Fu Jiusi was stunned for a moment, then calmly smiled, "What's wrong? The ugly daughter-in-law is about to see her in-laws, so scared?"

Lu Mincheng blinked: "I'm not afraid, I'm afraid of scaring your family. I heard that your sister-in-law is about to give birth, don't scare people, and look for me later."

Fu Jiu thought for a while, but she felt a little guilty: "...Then why don't you live in Nanjing for a while?"

Lu Mincheng nodded and said yes, and then suddenly sighed in his heart.

He held Fu Jiusi's red and sweaty face, rubbed the tip of his nose, and asked a serious question: "Don't regret it?"

Fu Jiusi still had an inexhaustible smile on his face, and seemed to be insincere.

But this must be said sincerely.

So he tried his best to hold back his laughter, only a trace of joy filled his eyes and brows, and the rest was put into the rest of his life.

"No regrets."