: The forced young master (first update! Please vote for me!)

You should go to the south of the Yangtze River to feel the early spring, when the old cold comes and touches the guests;

The willow lights, flowers and shadows are all rogue, and the wine, sex and singing have their own reasons.

When a hundred hatreds are gathered together, it feels like being drunk, but when one is sold out of ignorance, one does not worry about poverty;

I am too lazy to rethink the past and make new decisions tonight.

In Shanghai's fireworks scene, almost everyone knows the song "New Year's Eve", which was composed by the second son of the current President Yuan Shikai in Hualou. This second son of the President, known as "Mr. Hanyun", has been singing since he came to Shanghai.

, he has been living in a courtyard near Fourth Avenue in Shanghai, spending time with his favorite prostitutes, and those prostitutes also like to be with this romantic and unrestrained, composing poems, lyrics, and writing articles.

The two young masters, Yuan and Yuan, who are both talented and distinguished, spend their days together, hoping that one day they can fly to the branches.

"The double bun of the precious bun is carefree, and the soft fingers are graceful and comfortable. The jade pillars are separated by strings, the sound of tung trees is faint, the moss of the painting is loose, and the shadows of bananas are sparse..."

Slightly drunk, Yuan Kewen staggered drunkenly and wrote a few poems on the rice paper on the table. Although the sound of warblers could be heard from time to time, he was not as free and easy as he used to be in the mountains and rivers, lingering among the fireworks. Occasionally,

Looking out the window, you can see several youths from the Youth Gang standing outside the window.

That was the person sent by Chen Qimei to "protect" him. The euphemistic name was protection, but in reality it was surveillance.

After the Song Jiaoren case, Yuan Kewen, who was sent to Shanghai for his slander, indulged in the mountains and rivers, and stopped asking about family and state affairs, was also facing the danger of being taken hostage by Chen Qimei, Ying Kuicheng and others.

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Especially in the past few days, those members of the Youth Gang did not hesitate to offend him, and they did not take him, the "big brother" of the Youth Gang, seriously.

"Mr. Hanyun"

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open. Yuan Kewen looked up and saw Chen Xiangyun walking in the door, and there was a person beside him. The person looked to be about twenty-three or four years old and was dressed in Western style. Although

Chen Xiangyun was Chen Qimei's adviser, but after Yuan Kewen came to Shanghai, the two had a good relationship.

"Qiu Zhai, what are you..."

Why did he have time to come here today... Before Yuan Kewen could become suspicious, he saw Chen Xiangyun wink at him.

Chen Xiangyun's eyes only surprised Yuan Kewen.

"Yiqing, Qin Yan, please go out first. This is..."

"I am the manager of the Shanghai office of Liuhe Company, Yang Haozi Ranyu"

Yang Hao hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted. It was already dark and he was forced to be dragged by Shen Qiuzhai to the courtyard on the fourth street. It was not until halfway that he realized that he wanted to ask him to rescue the second young master Yuan.

"Mr. Ranyu"

After returning the salute lightly, Yuan Kewen turned his attention to Shen Qiuzhai again.

"Qiu Zhai..."

“Something is wrong”

Chen Xiangyun's face looked a little nervous when he spoke. He walked to the window and looked out the window.

"Qiu Zhai?"

"In the Song Jiaoren case, many people in the party accused Mr. Hanyun of being the main envoy. Although Xiangyun tried his best to explain to Mr. Chen, Ying and Chen wanted to raise troops to attack your father and wanted to use Mr. Hanyun as a hostage... Alas...

...No more wasting time, Ying Guixin will invite you to a banquet tomorrow, I'm afraid..."

As he said this, Chen Xiangyun turned around and looked at Yang Hao. After the secret meeting, he thought about it all the way. In this big Shanghai, I am afraid that only the people from Liuhe Company can save Han Yun. Liuhe Company is known to be indifferent to foreign affairs.

As for Han Yun, who was a rare commodity, and Li Zhiyuan from Liuhe was recognized as a brother by Yuan Shikai, he, as an uncle, would not embarrass his nephew.

"Ranyu, please, please be sure to send Hanyun out of Shanghai safely."

"Brother Qiuzhai, don't worry. Tonight, a cargo ship from Hanyang will pass by Jiangkou and send a batch of railway freight to Lianyun. Hao promises to send Mr. Hanyun away from Shanghai. If he comes to Lianyungang, the chairman will make other arrangements. But... "

After a pause, Yang Hao pointed to the people outside the window.

"We have to get rid of them first"

"I'll figure it out. You just need to send Mr. Hanyun out of Shanghai safely."

"Qiu Zhai"

Yuan Kewen, who was slightly drunk, looked at Chen Xiangyun who looked extremely nervous and said quickly.

"What will you do if I leave?"

Looking directly at Chen Xiangyun, Yuan Kewen couldn't help feeling grateful. Chen Yingshi had always acted viciously. If he helped him, how could Chen Yingshi let him go?

"Hanyun..."

When Chen Xiangyun was about to explain, Yang Hao on the side suddenly interrupted.

"Let's see, Qiuzhai, you and Mr. Hanyun go to Lianyungang together. Shanghai is a place of right and wrong. With Qiuzhai's temper..."

Yang Hao shook his head and sighed. Although Shen Qiuzhai had never revealed any information to him, as a member of the Kuomintang and Chen Qimei's confidant, he took the initiative to help the second son of Yuan Shikai, the "direct culprit behind the scenes" accused by the Kuomintang. There was only one possibility to escape from Shanghai. The assassination of Song Dynasty was far more complicated than he thought. Maybe... Shen Qiuzhai knew the inside story. Today he helped Yuan Kewen, but tomorrow, Chen Yingshi could kill him.

"this……"

"What is this?"

Yuan Kewen said from the side.

"Qiuzhai, you are upright and are not suitable for being involved in politics..."

"That's right, Qiuzhai, go to Lianyungang. At least there won't be so many dirty things there..."

"When will the ship arrive..."

Bang.

A gunshot tore through the approaching dawn.

Several men in short jackets hurriedly ran out of the alley. They were all wearing hats, and their facial features could not be seen. They were dark and ghost-like. They seemed to have encountered some unexpected situation, and they seemed to be chasing something. .

A group of six people ran on the street for a while, and one of them stopped.

"Brother, he ran away."

Everyone stopped and looked around. Where was the figure of that person on the other side? Dawn was approaching, and the streets and alleys were dim. Even if they were afraid, they might not know where they were hiding.

One of them sighed and turned back to report to the person in the middle.

"It looks like there is no chance."

The man standing among the crowd also took a deep breath, nodded, and said while looking at the dim street.

"He can't escape."

At this time, the man standing in the middle of the crowd sounded extremely confident.

At this time a man came up.

"Boss, if it hadn't been for you just now, I don't think he would have been able to escape."

The man glared at this man and yelled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your damn eyes weren't on those two girls, Yiqing and Qinyan, at that time."

When he shouted this, one of the people standing in the middle of the road sighed.

"Not to mention, Yiqing, Qinyan and those two girls are so beautiful. If I can hug them and sleep together, my life will not be in vain."

"Damn you, do you think they are really fighting over that Yuan? That's obviously trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Our eyes are fixed on the white bodies of those two girls. Who knows..."

"If you, boss, let us take action earlier, I'm afraid that Yuan will not be able to escape if we follow him."

"Come on, come on, tell the brothers at the dock and the train station to open their eyes wide and don't let that person named Yuan leave Shanghai. This scapegoat... is so fucking fucked up."

After an explanation, the man and his men slowly disappeared into the pre-dawn night.

The dawn gradually expanded, and when it was about to tear apart the line between the sky and the sea, a red sun had already hung on the east side of the horizon. The fiery red sun reflected the sea and the sky. At this time, the "Hanping", which had just sailed out of the Yangtze River estuary, was slowly sailing.

Slowly change direction and drive towards the north.

On the side of the Hanping, Yuan Kewen was still wearing a single coat. When he escaped, he took nothing with him. His clothes, money, and books were all left behind in Shanghai.

By the way, I'm still barefoot now. I lost one of my shoes when I was running, and later in the car, I simply lost the other shoe.

The morning light on the sea was slightly cool. Although he was above the ocean and breathing the cool air, Yuan Kewen still felt a little depressed. He understood what it meant that Chen Qimei would attack him. He may have realized that the Kuomintang would attack him at any time.

There may be a rebellion.

"The peaks and ridges are like clusters, the waves are like raging, the mountains and rivers are inside and outside the Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, I am hesitant and sad. Wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties passed, thousands of palaces and palaces have been destroyed. When it rises, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."

Thinking of the military disaster that could ignite at any time, Yuan Kewen recited the unexpected song "Sheep on the Hillside? Tong Cares About the Ancient", and finally let out a long sigh.

"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."

Chen Xiangyun, who walked to the side of the ship carrying a pair of shoes, read the last sentence and then let out the same long sigh.

"Mr. Hanyun, I have believed since ancient times that there are only barbarian officials and no barbarian people. There are only evil officials and no mobs."

As a populist, Chen Xiangyun has his own understanding of the rise and fall of the common people. In his view, it is the interests of the common people that have been oppressed by officials and elites in society that have led to the rise and fall of the common people since ancient times.

Death, people suffer.

However, Chen Xiangyun's words made Yuan Kewen nod at first, but then shook his head.
To be continued...