I have to say that the Qian family is indeed very efficient.
After a while, the Qian family moved the screen and brought in the wooden buckets and hot water.
Afterwards, the servant put a brand new Taoist robe next to him, and then left the room without saying a word.
Sang curled his lips: "Are the servants of these wealthy families so cold? It's boring."
After stretching, Sang saw that the Qian family didn't seem to be a really good family, but with the mentality of taking things as they come, he calmly got into the hot water bucket.
Tadu@ After washing himself and rinsing away all the mud on his body, Sang wiped himself dry with a smile and put on a brand new Taoist robe.
I checked that the luggage, charms, whisks and other items placed nearby were not missing.
Sang picked up the fly whisk, waved it gently, and came to the door.
Looking up, I saw dark clouds suddenly appearing in the clear and dark sky.
If you look closely, the dark clouds look like blooming lotus flowers.
Gradually, the sun was also covered.
"Huh? The black lotus covers the top and the tengu swallows the sun. This is not a good sign..."
For a moment, Sang's eyebrows were filled with worry.
Since he had an appointment with Zhao Yuecheng, Sang put his luggage in the room.
He looked carelessly at the guard beside him who seemed to be looking at him:
"I want to go out for a walk. Should you inform Mr. Zhao, or should you just follow me?"
The other party didn't speak, but turned slightly sideways.
Sang shook his head:
"Really...it's all wood..."
With that said, Sang stepped out of the threshold.
At this time, in the study, Zhao Yuecheng stood in front of the window, looking at Sang walking out of Qian's house, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
Not far away, a man who looked almost exactly like Zhao Yuecheng stood there with a hint of respect.
"Brother, are you really so relieved, this little Taoist?"
"Indeed, the letters exchanged between Liu Guinian and Liu Guinian mentioned that he was a capable person."
"But how can we control this kind of person who is obviously alone?"
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Zhao Yuecheng looked at Zhao Xiaocheng with a half-smile:
"Why should I control him?"
Zhao Xiaocheng was stunned.
Zhao Yuecheng said quietly:
"This little Taoist priest of the Yinshan Sect is a truly smart man, and he is someone who doesn't like hiding things."
"When you talk to me, you can see his temperament."
"And...according to the doctor's investigation, he actually won't live long."
"It should be at most...that is, it will only take one year."
"Such a person whose end is approaching has no agenda anymore."
"It is the safest thing to cooperate with such people."
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Zhao Xiaocheng nodded as if he understood.
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At this time, Sang, followed by his guards, had arrived on the street.
"Hmm...have I been practicing in the mountains for too long?"
"It feels like there have been a lot of changes here..."
"When was the last time I came here?"
Sang talked to himself, like a little naughty boy who had never seen the world and was curious about everything.
The guards behind him always maintained a subtle distance and performed their duties meticulously.
Suddenly, there was a harsh sound of brakes not far away, followed by a person's angry rebuke:
"Asshole, don't you have eyes?"
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"Get out of the way quickly!"
Sang looked far away and saw a man who looked like a driver pointing at a Jinling man fiercely and yelling in a somewhat awkward Kyushu dialect.
On the ground was an old man dressed simply. He was scolded by the other party, but he was trembling and did not dare to talk back.
"Huh? Are they...Japanese?"
Sang's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He has not forgotten the hatred of Wuzhen and Fengmen Village.
Thinking of this, Sang walked up quickly.
Just when he was about to teach the driver a lesson, the back seat door of the car opened and a man in a fur coat walked out.
From the man's attire, one can tell at a glance that he is from Japan.
However, unlike the ferocious Japanese people Sang had seen, the one in front of him seemed to have a hint of elegance as a scholar?
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Is it my own illusion?
Immediately, this Japanese man came forward and patted his driver on the shoulder.
"Sir, I..."
This person shook his head:
"I said, no matter where we are, we must maintain basic respect for people."
"This is out of human nature and has nothing to do with the country's position."
The driver suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment.
This scene seemed a little funny to Sang.
People who are aggressive, but they say they should maintain basic respect for others?
However, the driver may have thought that his fierce demeanor was tantamount to flattering the commander. After all, most Japanese officers did not hide their cruelty towards the Kyushu people.
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I just never thought that this Japanese officer seemed to... not follow the routine?
Is it to show his hypocrisy?
Or do you think you are one level above Kyushu?
But I saw the Japanese man take out three big coins from his arms, squat down and hand them to the old man.
"Sorry, my people have caused trouble to you."
Sang was a little surprised, and this scene also made others stunned.
The others were surprised that this Japanese man had such a good personality.
What surprised Sang was how the Japanese could speak the Kyushu dialect so smoothly.
However, although this person behaved mildly, the old man who was knocked over by the car did not dare to ask for the other person's ocean.
He waved his hands tremblingly and said quickly:
"I...I don't need it...Thank you..."
"I...I'm leaving right now..."
Seeing his compatriot being hit and thanking him in return as if he was magnanimous, Sang had a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Immediately, he quickly walked forward and helped the old man up.
When the Japanese officer saw this, he was slightly startled:
"Who are you……"
"Just a little Taoist priest." Sang took the big ocean over politely and put it in the old man's hands: "Old man, since the other party is so sincere, just accept it."
The old man suddenly felt at a loss.
Sang sighed softly and said in a low voice:
"It's almost winter, you're so weak, you should change your clothes."
"Let's do this...I'll trade with you."
Saying that, Sang took out three oceans from his Taoist robe.
The old man took Dayang with confidence, thanked Sang repeatedly, and left.
The Japanese officer suddenly felt confused:
"It's the same three pieces of ocean, so why would he be willing to accept it from the Taoist priest?"
"My...he won't accept it?"
Sang raised his eyebrows: "Want to know?"
The Japanese officer nodded: "Please let the Taoist priest know."
Sang grinned: "But I don't want to tell you."
"Presumptuous!" the driver on the side roared angrily: "Little Taoist priest, I think you are tired of living!"
Sang rolled his eyes, waved his whisk, and said sarcastically:
"If you want to act wild in front of a poor man, you should first learn the language of Kyushu and speak like you, the commander."
The driver's face turned red with anger, and the Japanese military officer beside him laughed.
"The Taoist priest is really a wonderful man."
"Although I am from Japan, I have always admired the Taoist culture of Kyushu. I wonder... the Taoist Master might be able to teach me something?"
Sang looked at the other party in surprise.
I thought to myself, if this Japanese officer is pretending, he is pretending too well. From just now, he has been acting calmly, as if nothing can make him angry.
This is somewhat incredible.
For a moment, Sang became interested, thinking that the officer he was going to meet in three days could be the one in front of him?
Thinking of this, Sang turned around and smiled:
"If you want to teach me, you can."
"But...the officer should have a lot of money."
"Why don't you treat me, a little Taoist priest, to something good?"
The Japanese officer immediately let out a hearty laugh:
"Taoist Master is indeed interesting. In that case, please."
Sang waved his hand: "Just tell me where to go. I won't ride in your car."
The Japanese officer smiled and said: "In that case, let's meet at the restaurant next to the Qinhuai River."
With that said, the Japanese officer got into the car.
Sang turned around and glanced at the guard standing not far behind him:
"Should you go back and tell your master, or should you follow me and continue to the Qinhuai River?"
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The guard rarely spoke:
"I don't agree with the Taoist priest going there."
"Oh?" Sang raised his eyebrows: "Why is this?"
The guard was silent for a moment and said:
"The Taoist priest should know that the other party is here to negotiate with my young master."
Sang nodded:
"That being the case, it's even more time for me to go."
"Anyway... we can also find out their details in advance."
"Whether you can follow or not is up to you."
After saying that, Sang walked towards the Qinhuai River minding his own business.
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The guard struggled on the spot for a while, but still followed.
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About half an hour later, Sang looked at the grand restaurant in front of him, and then at the car parked aside, waving his whisk lightly.
At this time, under the luxurious restaurant, the person walking towards him turned out to be Hu Wenjun.
Hu Wenjun was wearing a cheongsam and seemed to be slightly younger than in reality. He was standing in front of the counter with a round fan in his hand and elegant makeup.
"Mr. Wang, are you here?"
"Yes...the private room has been reserved for you a long time ago, do you need to say this?"
"Come on, take Mr. Wang upstairs quickly."
At this time, Hu Wenjun was like a shrewd restaurant owner, with an eloquent tongue and an elegant and calm attitude. No matter who the customer was, she could speak the right words to make them feel comfortable.
Sang looked at Hu Wenjun and thought, why does he look familiar?
But... I can't remember where I saw it.
Thinking of this, Sang Ye slowly walked towards the restaurant.
When Hu Wenjun saw a little Taoist priest appear in front of her, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes.
But she reacted immediately and made a Taoist hand gesture:
"Does this little Taoist priest have an appointment?"
Sang scratched his head: "I think so... there was a Japanese officer who asked me to come here for dinner."
There was another trace of contempt in Hu Wenjun's eyes, but he hid it well because of the fan.
"It turns out that the officer has reserved the best private room in Tianzihao."
"Come here, take this little Taoist priest upstairs."
"Taoist Master, we're on the third floor. Please slow down."
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Sang smiled: "Thank you very much, boss."
The wooden stairs exude a unique fragrance of old wood.
Under the guidance of the waiter, Sang came to the deepest box on the third floor.
After opening the door, what came into view was a private box that was simple and elegant, but also had an air of luxury.
There is a huge Bailing Table in the private room. From a faint look, it can probably seat about twenty people at one time, which is considered to be very large.
However, there was only one Japanese officer sitting in the huge box.
The officer stood up and showed an elegant smile:
"Master Taoist, please sit down."
Sang nodded, and the guards who followed him stood behind Sang.
"Hidemoto Ozaki, what do you call me?"
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"You can just call me Sang."
The two exchanged pleasantries and got to know each other initially.
At this time, the box door was pushed open again.
I walked into a waiter with a thin face and a food trolley beside him.
Ozaki Hidemoto smiled and said: "In that case, let's chat while eating."
Sang glanced at the waiter and frowned.
Where...have you seen him?
Why do you think he is so familiar?
However, at this moment, Sang saw that the waiter at the restaurant seemed a little nervous and grabbed the plate cover on the dining cart.
Sang's eyes were slightly closed, and he vaguely guessed something in his heart. He calmly stretched out his hand, gently pressed the waiter's hand, and raised his eyes to look at the waiter.
And the face of this person is none other than...Wang Lei.
A little knowledge:
In this article, the prototype of Hidemoto Ozaki used is Hidemi Ozaki, a famous Japanese communist member.
Historically, Hidemi Ozaki was an anti-militarist journalist and a peace lover.
For the needs of the plot, some changes have been made to his resume and name.