Lu Ming agreed with every word Qiantian said from the bottom of his heart, but he also felt a little ashamed, because the rulers of China's feudal dynasty were not as great and noble as Qiantian said.
But generally speaking, Chinese dynasties believed in Confucius and worshiped Confucius as a saint, which shows that the mainstream of Chinese society pays attention to "benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust" and advocates the strategy of governing the country by persuading people with virtue.
But this is a Japanese restaurant after all, and there are many Japanese people dining around. Lu Ming is afraid that these people will be detrimental to him after hearing what Qiantian said.
"Don't worry, I never hide these words. I often say them in the consulate. They are used to hearing them. They call me a lunatic. Everyone doesn't take it seriously and laughs it off." Qiantian said,
She shed tears sadly.
"Kenta-kun, you are the truly sane person. It's not you who are crazy, it's them." Lu Ming consoled him.
"They can't understand that I really love my country and my people," Qian Tian cried loudly.
Lu Ming patted him on the shoulder, but couldn't persuade him. However, it is a miracle that a person like Qiantian can still live to this day and serve in the Japanese Consulate. It should be because Qiantian's family is unusual.
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After a while, Qian Tian calmed down and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Lu Sang, I lost my composure."
"It's okay, we are friends, so we should speak with an open mind. I also tell you what I have to say directly and never hide it." Lu Ming said with a smile.
Even though Kenta said it would be fine as long as he didn't get drunk, he ended up getting drunk. Lu Ming paid the bill, helped the staggering Kenta back to the Japanese consulate, and handed him over to a clerk inside.
People walked back slowly.
Lu Ming returned to his apartment and called Sheng Youde. He didn't say what he was going to do. He just said that he was busy on New Year's Eve and could not go to Liuyuan for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Sheng Youde understood something as soon as he heard it. He was silent for a while, coughed a few times, and then said that he should try to come back before 12 midnight so that he could eat dumplings with everyone to celebrate the New Year. If it was too late, it would be okay.
Lu Ming called An Gonggen and Yan Xiaohui respectively and simply told them that the problem was solved and everything was carried out as planned. The two just agreed and said nothing. They knew what problem Lu Ming was referring to.
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Yan Xiaohui told him that he had already inquired about it. Under normal circumstances, vehicles would not be interrogated when leaving the Japanese Concession, unless something special happened.
This relieved his worries, and Lu Ming was completely relieved.
The Spring Festival is approaching day by day, and there are more and more pedestrians on the street, all coming out to buy new year's goods. Firecrackers sound from time to time everywhere, and the children can't wait. Firecrackers represent their happy mood.
Lu Ming sat in front of the window, listening to the sound of firecrackers that went off from time to time, and gradually thought of his childhood.
Every twelfth lunar month, vendors start selling firecrackers, and he starts running around setting off firecrackers. Children don’t understand the meaning of the Spring Festival, but for them, the most important thing about the Spring Festival is not the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner and new clothes.
Firecrackers and fireworks.
China is truly a big country of firecrackers, but its folk customs have its own rules. Firecrackers and fireworks are only allowed to be set off during weddings and the Spring Festival.
The bursts of explosions and the smell of gunpowder smoke can be said to be every Chinese’s best childhood memory of the Spring Festival.
Lu Ming's appearance was still the same, but his heart was already in a state of war.
He went to Yuan Mingzhu to get the car back without telling her what he was going to do, otherwise Yuan Mingzhu would have to force him to agree to participate. Kidnapping people was too risky, and Lu Ming didn't want her to get involved.
Although the action plan seems seamless, no one knows what potential dangers there may be. Plans cannot change quickly, and no matter how perfect the plan is, it cannot withstand changes that may occur at any time.
Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation, and it is the truth at all times because it is irresistible.
Sometimes Lu Ming wonders whether this so-called heaven is material or spiritual. Is there really a god coordinating and arranging everything and everyone in the world?
Since the birth of mankind, there have been so many disasters in the world. If there really is a god, why doesn't it protect all living beings? Is it good or evil?
Before the operation, Lu Ming spent the first two days quietly like this. Apart from eating and sleeping, he would sit in front of the window and watch the passers-by on the street in a daze, daydreaming. This was a rare moment of purity and relaxation for him.
He also called Du Juan and asked her how she planned to celebrate the New Year. Du Juan told him that the landlord was so pitiful for her orphans and widowers, and she planned to celebrate the New Year with the landlord, mother and son, and would come to Wanguo Apartment to meet him after the New Year.
Lu Ming agreed, saying that he would find time to pick her up for dinner in the first month.
On the day before New Year's Eve, the shops on both sides of the street hung red lanterns, nothing more than congratulations on the New Year and good luck, and the buildings along the Bund also lit up neon lights.
Shanghai is truly a city that never sleeps.
Lu Ming looked at the bustling streets and lamented that Shanghai is indeed the largest city in Asia. This bustling scene may only be comparable to New York in the United States, London in the United Kingdom, and Paris in France.
But he also understood that this was just a kind of abnormal prosperity. Most of the country's wealth poured into Shanghai, and coupled with the power of the great powers, this created Shanghai as a paradise for adventurers.
Finally, New Year's Eve arrived. An Gonggen led three people to Lu Ming's apartment early in the morning. None of these three people participated in the last Yamato Hotel bombing. This was also Lu Ming's request. After all, those three people were wanted.
After a long time, the appearance has long been remembered by the Japanese, and as soon as he shows his face, the alarm will sound immediately.
"Mr. Lu, I'm still a little worried. Can we really enter the scene smoothly?" An Gonggen asked.
"Don't worry, if I say you can, I will definitely do it." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Well, I believe in Mr. Lu's ability. Mr. Lu is a wise and courageous friend." An Gonggen stepped forward and shook hands with Lu Ming.
"But I have to force you to stay in the trunk, it won't be long." Lu Ming said easily.
"This is nothing, let alone staying in the trunk, even if we hide under the car, it will be no problem." An Gonggen is indeed qualified to say this. The hardships he endured are unimaginable to ordinary people.
Lu Ming called for food and ate with An Gonggen and others. Because he had to move at night, he did not ask for wine, but he had to eat well.
It was almost dinner time, Qiantian drove over, and was not surprised to see An Gonggen and the others. He already knew that Lu Ming would find helpers, and he was not surprised by the identities of An Gonggen and others.
Tonight's task is the work of desperadoes. Who else is more suitable than someone like An Gonggen? There is no one else in Shanghai. This is also God's will.
An Gonggen and the other four did not know Qiantian's identity, and Lu Ming had no intention of telling them to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
A group of people went down to have a real meal at Badawan, but still didn't drink. After the meal, An Gonggen and the four of them sat in two cars respectively. Qiantian drove in front and Lu Ming followed behind.
When approaching a section of unmanned road in the Japanese Concession, Qiantian and Lu Ming stopped the car and asked An Gonggen and the four of them to hide in the trunk. Qiantian also pulled down the flag representing the consulate from his car and inserted it into Lu Ming's.
On the car.
The trunks of the two cars are quite spacious. Although it is a bit crowded to hide two people, and the position of people lying in it is not comfortable, at least it is hidden. It is much more comfortable than hanging under the car, and there is no any
Danger.
Qiantian and Lu Ming looked at each other and smiled.
Everything is ready, the countdown to capture Ozawa has begun.