At that time, Zuo Shaoqing was disliked by Ye Gongjin in the Intelligence Bureau. With her military rank of colonel, it was not easy for her to get this "difficulty-overcoming" room. This house had a thatched roof and fence walls.
The inside and outside were just plastered with mud, and the big house never saw the sun all day long. The original military village was composed of several such "disaster relief houses". There was no furniture at all in the house. The logistics department only gave her a bed board.
and two benches. The rest of the furniture was tattered furniture collected by Ye Gongjin for her. The kitchen and toilet could only be shared and were dirty.
Ye Gongjin looked around this dilapidated house again and again, and finally said, "Shaoqing, you might as well live with me."
Zuo Shaoqing glared at him, "Don't try to trick me."
Ye Gongjin waved his hand to her, "I don't mean the current situation. How about this, you can stay at my place during the day, and come back here at night and just have a nap."
Zuo Shaoqing thought about it, and that was all he could do.[
In this way, the two people in trouble had nothing serious to do and sat in Ye Gongjin's "apartment" all day in a daze.
One day, Ye Gongjin was too bored to talk, so he said: "Shaoqing, it's too boring, just sing a part."
Zuo Shaoqing shook his head and sneered, "You still have that spirit. Besides, there's not even an accompaniment."
Ye Gongjin didn't speak anymore. But after a few days, Ye Gongjin suddenly became mysterious. He would go out early in the morning and come back at night. Zuo Shaoqing sat alone in his house and didn't bother to ask him.
Suddenly one day, Ye Gongjin and Zuo Shaoqing had lunch together. He saw Zuo Shaoqing carrying dishes into the kitchen, so he scooped up a broken enamel jar and went into the kitchen.
Zuo Shaoqing looked into his jar, which contained a lot of tea leaves, and couldn't help but glance at him.
Ye Gongjin smiled and said: "Shaoqing, this is made for you. After lunch, you will easily feel sleepy. A cup of strong tea can refresh you. In addition, I also want to hear you sing a play." After saying that, he rushed away.
Tea and left the kitchen.
Zuo Shaoqing was washing the dishes, looking back at his back from time to time. In just a moment, there was a loud clang and Jinghu sounds in the living room outside. The bowl in Zuo Shaoqing's hand almost fell to the ground. Suddenly, the excitement
The sound of the piano brought her back to the small stage in the countryside twenty years ago. The sound of the piano was heard, the gongs and drums were clanging, and when the sleeves were turned up, her eyebrows were frowning.
Zuo Shaoqing left the kitchen and stood at the door, looking at Ye Gongjin in surprise.
Ye Gongjin shook his wrist and twisted the bow thousands of times.
Zuo Shaoqing later learned that he had learned Erhu when he was in middle school. Although he was not good at it, he had laid a good foundation. He went out early every day and came back late every day to learn Jinghu, sitting with his teacher all day long.
Ye Gongjin stopped playing the piano in his hand and stared deeply at Zuo Shaoqing's face. He turned the porcelain jar on the table to Zuo Shaoqing and said, "Shaoqing, please take a sip of tea to moisten your throat."
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Zuo Shaoqing picked up the teapot, but before he drank, he heard the sound of Ye Gongjin's piano playing again. The past events in his memory suddenly came to his eyes. When Ye Gongjin selected his sister in the special training class in Peking, his sister invited Ye Gongjin to watch a play.
, it was this play "Lock Scale Bag" that I watched. Later, on their way back to Changsha from the south, Ye Gongjin also mentioned this past incident when he angrily reprimanded Zuo Shaoqing.
Zuo Shaoqing slowly put down the tea cup and put the index fingers of both hands together. A ray of tenderness in her heart went straight to her throat. She let out a soft "ah" and sang casually, which was "Xipi" from "Lock Scale Bag"
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"The good scenery that day suddenly changed..."
Before the song was finished, there was a sudden "bang bang" knock on the door outside, as if a disaster had struck.
Outside the door, a rough voice shouted: "Gongjin, open the door quickly. Which station are you listening to? Why can't I receive it in my box? Quickly, please open the door."
Zuo Shaoqing stopped and walked away from the door.
Standing outside the door is Li Bolian, the retired deputy director of the Ordnance Industry Administration. He has long since lost his position. His white hair and beard are all messy. He is wearing a pair of large pants and a round collar.
The old man is wearing a shirt and is shaking a cattail leaf fan in his hand.[
He stared blankly at Ye Gongjin who was holding the piano, and then at Zuo Shaoqing beside him, "What are you..."
Ye Gongjin smiled and said: "Mr. Lian, it's Shaoqing singing a cappella, and I'm playing the piano. If Mr. Lian wants to listen, please sit down."
Li Bolian said quickly: "Okay, okay, let me listen. It turns out that Shaoqing can also sing a few lines."
Ye Gongjin stopped talking, regained his energy, and played a passage that was loud and exciting.
However, Li Bolian repeatedly raised his hands to stop the sound of Ye Gongjin's piano. He raised his fists with excitement and said: "Gongjin, you play the piano while Shaoqing sings a cappella. I am really disrespectful, really disrespectful. Please forgive me."
I’ll go back and change some clothes, okay?”
Ye Gongjin smiled at him and nodded. Unexpectedly, Li Bolian stayed here for half an hour. When he came in again, both Ye Gongjin and Zuo Shaoqing were shocked.
Li Bolian had changed into an old suit that was still creased, and the old leather shoes on his feet were also polished. Although he did not wear a tie, the collar was tightly buttoned. Following him was his wife.
This shrew-like woman who usually has curly hair, wears a pair of flowered pajamas, a pair of wooden clogs on her feet, and screams in a high-pitched voice, now has neatly combed hair, and is wearing a similarly folded dress.
They were wearing floral cheongsam with traces of flowers, and holding a small sandalwood folding fan in their hands. They were as elegant and dignified as a noble lady. Following them were three children lined up in a row. The hair on their foreheads was obviously combed.
Combed with water.
Li Bolian smiled sheepishly, "Gong Jin, it's better for me to be like this. The humble wife must come too, so I'll simply bring my three children with me and ask Gong Jin and Shao Qing not to see anyone outside."
The couple sat side by side on chairs, with their backs straight. The three children sat in a row on small stools.
Li Bolian smiled and said: "Gong Jin, thank you for your work. Please, please."
When the sound of Ye Gongjin's piano sounded again, Zuo Shaoqing also recalled all the previous scenes with her sister, and felt a little sad in her heart. Her sadness was gentle and graceful, and she sang softly:
"The good scenery of that day suddenly changed,
In an instant, the sun turned pale as if falling from the western mountains.
Inside the sedan chair, I only felt the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
My ears can hear the wind blowing, the rain noisy, the thunder booming, and the music fading.
People shouted, everyone said yes, and it rained heavily..."
When Zuo Shaoqing looked intently, he saw Li Bolian and his wife, their eyes were blurred, tears were streaming down their faces, and their lips were trembling. The three children in front of them all stared at her with their eyes wide open, and Zuo Shaoqing looked at her stupidly.
Shaoqing sighed sadly in his heart, his voice was tight and he could no longer sing.
That night, Ye Gongjin and Zuo Shaoqing sat face to face at the square table. In front of them was tea in a broken porcelain jar and a pack of cheap cigarettes. They looked at each other with some complexity and disgust in their eyes.
Ye Gongjin smoked a cigarette and said softly: "Shaoqing, you sang so well. Everyone shouted, and everyone said it was pouring rain. Isn't it just pouring rain? The world of the party-state is gone in the blink of an eye. The mainland is already gone.
This is your world. Shaoqing, let me ask you a question, have you...have anyone contacted you?"
Zuo Shaoqing kept staring at him and judging his meaning.
Ye Gongjin smiled, with a sly look in his eyes, "Shaoqing, please don't misunderstand me. I'm already like this, I don't mean anything else. It's just...just a casual question."
Zuo Shaoqing felt sad and could not help but sigh, "Don't ask this again. No one has contacted me."[
Ye Gongjin paused for a while and said calmly: "If no one contacts me, then no one will contact me. If no one contacts me, I will feel better. But... there is such a thing, I don't know what you think about it."
Zuo Shaoqing looked at him doubtfully, "What is it?"
Ye Gongjin's eyes were shining, "I heard that Mr. Mace came to Taipei and stayed at the Binshan Hotel."
Zuo Shaoqing couldn't help but smile. This Ye Gongjin was really terminally ill. He said this when they boarded Yu Zhidao's transport plane in Nanchang. He wanted to take Zuo Shaoqing away, except for Zuo Shaoqing.
In addition to helping him get the boarding pass, another important reason is that he hopes to keep in touch with Mr. Metz through Zuo Shaoqing. He hopes that Mr. Metz can help him advance in his career. Now, he is in such a situation, but
Mentioning this matter again. Zuo Shaoqing really didn't expect that Ye Gongjin, the official official, had reached such a state of obsession.
However, when Zuo Shaoqing looked back and thought about it, he felt that he was really pitiful. He did everything he did every day and looked at others with cold eyes, without any chance of turning around. Maybe if his situation is better, his own situation will be better.
Zuo Shaoqing lit a cigarette and said softly: "Gong Jin, let me give it a try."
Ye Gongjin immediately showed a smile on his face.
In the next two days, Zuo Shaoqing put on makeup and secretly observed around the Binshan Hotel. President Chiang Kai-shek and Mao Renfeng have always been very wary of Americans, and the Defense Intelligence Agency will definitely monitor people like Metz closely. She
It was very difficult to see Metz.
At three o'clock in the morning, Zuo Shaoqing landed on Metz's balcony from the roof, and climbed into his bedroom. The sudden appearance of the black shadow startled Metz, who was sleeping. He almost thought someone was going to attack him.
Assassinate him.
He looked at Zuo Shaoqing in extreme astonishment, looking completely unbelievable.
"You are actually in Taipei?" Metz asked softly.
"Yes. Where is Mr. Mace?" Zuo Shaoqing sat down at the table and looked at him carefully.
"What do you want to ask"
"When did Mr. Metz leave Nanjing?"
"As for me, I left Nanjing with Mr. Situ in August 1949."
Zuo Shaoqing felt a little sad, "At that time, I had already arrived in Taiwan with Ye Gongjin."
Metz poured her a small glass of wine and placed it in front of her, "Why do you have a mission here?"
Zuo Shaoqing shook his head, "There is no mission. I came here just to find the whereabouts of my sister. So, I had to follow Ye Gongjin. I don't know if he lied to me. He said he knew the whereabouts of my sister."
Metz laughed softly, "Ye Gongjin, I heard that he is not very good, right?"
"Yes, it's very bad. Now he's completely betrayed and there's no hope at all."
"What does he want to do?"
"It's his wish that I come here tonight. He wants to know if you can help him resume his duties."
"Young team leader, I never expected that you would help him."
"Mr. Mace, we are grasshoppers on the same line now. If he can be better, I will be better too."
"I understand. Shaoqing, tell Mr. Ye that there is no other way now. He can only wait."
