Before my story happened, an extremely famous story about gangsters and gangsters took place in Shanghai.
On December 1, 1933, the Japanese army had occupied Northeast China, and Japan's intentions were far from that. In order to take charge of Xuanyang Society, Yamada Hideo led a group of ronin wearing kimonos and carrying Japanese swords to sneak into Shanghai in a low-key manner to pursue the Qing Dynasty.
A batch of priceless treasures was lost.
The fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month is the Ghost Festival, at ten minutes at midnight. The night with the shining sword is destined to be an ominous night.
In a Chinese-style courtyard on Wutong Road in the French Concession, the mahogany gate is slowly opening, the lights are like stars, giant trees are towering, and exotic flowers and plants are passing by. Yamada Takeo is walking in it, like a dream, as if walking in the forest
, it’s like walking in a fairy tale. Passing through a garden, and then turning on a long sloping road, the three floors of the Victorian architectural style begin to loom, and in front of the building is a fountain. It is magnificent. Its main square stands squarely on the
There, it was resplendent, majestic and beautiful. When Yamada saw it, his heart soared. He had never seen such a beautiful private house in China. It stood so lonely in the city of Shanghai, and it was so lonely on the ordinary land.
So gorgeous.
However, in this luxurious forest, the masked rogue has sneaked into the courtyard and blocked all the entrances tightly, making it difficult for anyone in the courtyard to fly.
The caretaker of the house and the masked rogue started a cold-weapon battle. It was "a night with high wind and black moon, which is the day for murder and arson".
In the sound of killing.
Aixinjueluo Na Mingzhu Gege, a direct descendant of the Qing Dynasty, was sitting quietly in her room listening to the sounds of killing downstairs. The screams of despair, the knife slashing on people's bodies.
A dull sound. She knew all this too well. This was the sound of people killing people, and it was the eternity of constant desire and reincarnation. Of course she knew that the last move would be sooner or later. She was a woman from the Qing Dynasty and could not die in peace, so she
Extremely calm about the disaster that will come sooner or later.
At this time, she had just broken her heart and used all her strength to give birth to a new life. Some people say that a child's first cry is the most beautiful music in the world, but this child's suffering began from the first cry.
Already.
In the sound of killing.
Nalan Mingzhu struggled to sit in front of the bronze mirror. Under the quiet and warm candlelight, she had not sat in front of the mirror like this for a long time. She was so beautiful, stunning and unparalleled. She had been attracted by those handsome princes.
She loved and pursued her. But in an instant, the Qing Dynasty collapsed, and the most beautiful youth and love in her life collapsed and became fragile. She wanted to use her life to bury the kindness of the Qing Dynasty, but she could not choose
In life, she will use her whole life to protect a shocking secret!
In the sound of killing.
This was the last time that Nalan Mingzhu combed her hair. She refused the palace maid who wanted to help her. She said that this time, let me do it by myself. She wanted to see her off by herself. She combed her hair carefully.
She combed her hair in the most noble style of the Qing Dynasty, put on a court crown, with rubies on the top, three layers of gold, decorated with ten Eastern beads, and seven Eastern beads on each peacock, with green hairpins and phoenix hairpins inserted into the hairpins.
Gold flat square, gemstone head flower, pearl headband and drooping tassels, paired with peonies and phoenix flowers, red phoenix and rising sun, graceful and luxurious. She knew in the mirror that she was an extraordinary woman. Although she was a phoenix in distress at this time,
But she will become eternal in her most graceful and graceful posture.
At this time, the hall downstairs was filled with the sounds of knives and shouts of death. There was blood everywhere, fighting and struggling. It was already the kind of real embarrassment. Nalan Mingzhu laughed deeply. At this point in her life, she was truly trapped.
When you are in a situation where you love the enemy from all sides and are isolated and helpless, then the real future has come.
The Nalan Pearl in the bronze mirror is still noble. She has just become a mother, pale and tired, but she is still beautiful, she knows this. She needs this beauty, she hopes that beauty can be connected with death.
Beauty is undoubtedly important to death.
In the sound of killing.
Nalan Mingzhu began to change her clothes. When she chose to wear a python robe, embroidered with sea dragons and five claws, the sound of intensive fighting approaching the stairs came. They were rushing towards her like a violent wind. She knew
Their masked ronin not only want to catch her, but also want her secret. However, Nalan Mingzhu is still patiently choosing her dress. This time she has to be careful, as long as life is great, so is death.
It is great and solemn. Of course she has to face an extremely beautiful and graceful herself. This time Nalan Mingzhu chose a formal dress from the Qing Dynasty for herself, as if she were a virgin.
She turned over the bronze mirror, and she no longer looked into the mirror of the world in this life.
In the sound of killing.
Red candles were lit in the room, and the maids around them stood quietly aside holding red candles. They were waiting for the ronin with murderous faces who were approaching step by step.
Nalan Mingzhu walked to the children's room. The little princess had been cleaned and wrapped in a layer of soft golden satin, which looked like a fleshy silkworm chrysalis. The pink little princess had stopped crying and looked at this stranger with wide eyes.
The world. She was sleeping soundly head to head with another child, with four big bows hanging out on the pillow, completely unaware that something like a storm was about to happen.
Five minutes ago, the nuns humbly opened the curtain and helped Nalan Mingzhu into the room. Nalan Mingzhu stared at the young and immature face of the father's son. The atmosphere was solemn and tense, and a black cat happened to walk through the window.
, Nalan Mingzhu Gege caught a glimpse of it, raised her hand and threw the tea bowl over, and the black cat ran away with a "meow".
Nalan Mingzhu said coldly: "Go and see if anyone is eavesdropping. We are no longer the Qing Dynasty. We must be careful in every move now."
The nuns all understood their master's thoughts and knew that it was time to bow and leave. They did not dare to say another word and left silently.
Nalan Mingzhu stared sharply at Master Zhou Na's only son and asked: "If you are to be separated from little sister Gege today, how will the family and the country choose?"
The father's son said stubbornly: "There is no home without a country, and there is no land without heaven. No matter where my sister goes to the end of the world, I will find her and prevent her from getting hurt."
Nalan Mingzhu tasted this sentence carefully and smiled: "You have clear priorities, are polite but not explicit, and are affectionate and righteous. I bet you will take good care of little sister Gege."
The man vaguely felt that the catastrophe was coming, and slowly knelt down and said firmly to the end: "Please Princess, please don't send little sister Princess away. I will protect her well. I beg you, Princess."
Nalan Mingzhu stared at him and slapped the table, causing the tea set to roll around. All the nuns outside the room were lying on the ground, "Gege, please calm down, Gege, spare your life."
The old man remained motionless, and Gege finally smiled: "Your family is full of loyal people, you will also be a good man with righteousness, and you will be a good man in 18 years! Remember your words today. When you wake up tomorrow, everything will
Everything will change, keep your original intention and wait for opportunities. Remember, prosperity is easy to build but not easy to maintain!"
The old man was put in his arms by the influx of nuns and fed sleeping pills. He was struggling desperately and shouted: "Don't let little sister Gege go."
The medicine took effect very quickly, and then I fed Little Ge Ge again. Now they can't fall asleep no matter how they are shaken.
The four waiting nuns cried and begged Mingzhu Gege to leave quickly. Nalan Mingzhu Gege said with great momentum: "It's my fate. Qiu Ju, please lead that son to find Hongmen Wang Yaxi as soon as possible. He has received some favors from me. I miss him."
Can we take in this child?"
Nalan Mingzhu's eyes lingered on her wrists, which were wearing a string of jade beads wrapped with red gold lotus bracelets, and he said leisurely: "This pair of bracelets were once treasures passed down by the saint ancestor Lafayette. They are a piece of jewelry."
An extremely rare tribute, really rare. A string of emerald green jadeite beads are of the same size, not only transparent and moist, but also rare without any variegated color. The red gold filigree leaves protect the whole body of the beads, which means protecting the body with gold. One piece
Give it to that man, and give it to little Gege when she grows up."
She put a pair of bracelets on the boy's body and attached a piece of letterhead with the following in delicate calligraphy:
The son of that man is the lifeblood of the Qing Dynasty.
Nalan Mingzhu Gege picked up her infant daughter, who was born to her and Fu Ma. In order to restore the Qing Dynasty, she was the key person in transferring huge amounts of gold and antiques. She came to Shanghai alone with four maids, and there she
The family is living in Zang. Who would have thought that if the news got out, Jianghu gangs, British, French, Japanese and the Nationalist Government would all sharpen their knives to monopolize this wealth that is extremely rich!
Nalan Mingzhu looked lovingly at Little Gege in her arms, and cruelly handed it to one of them, Grandma Qingying, saying, "Quickly, go as far as possible. Leave Shanghai and don't come back again. They dare to spend so much money to kill me.
It’s just for these treasures. These are the treasures of our Greater China. No outsider can snatch them away. They must pay with their blood!”
Aunt Qingying kowtowed deeply, hugged the little baby girl, and jumped out of the window.
In this way, the boy was 6 years old and little Princess was just born, disappearing without a trace before the masked ronin arrived.
The killing appears to have stopped.
Takeo Yamada walked up the steps into the wide, towering central hall, and the luxurious style was even more impressive. The indoor furniture, windows, and partitions were all decorated with rosewood carvings, which were grand and elegant; the huge and gorgeous chandeliers were shaped like inverted pagodas.
, golden light hangs down from the ceiling on the third floor. They illuminate the room brightly. Each prism of the chandelier is inlaid with different jewels. Each ray of light emits a different color, and the light shines with a beautiful flame.
The floor is entirely made of luxurious century-old mahogany, and large, thick scarlet Persian handmade blankets stretch up the spiral staircase; giant gold-plated sofas are placed on both sides of the hall, where Nalangge sits and gives orders every day.
At this midnight, all the lights in the hall were turned on, making it look as magnificent as a palace, which was breathtaking.
"Then I have fallen into your hands, haven't I? You rogues have been acting recklessly in our northeast. This is not the Forbidden City. The sky in Shanghai is still sunny! Are there any rules here? What kind of drama is this? Do you want to force the palace?