Jin Zhiming came back with his men and said: "Madam, your humble position does not disgrace your mission!"
"Mingjing, thank you for your hard work." Yu Fengzhi smiled and nodded.
"No hard work, I'm resigning from my humble position!" Jin Zhiming resigned excitedly. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that Yu Fengzhi had a very high prestige in the house.
In fact, it is quite normal. Yu Fengzhi was only 19 years old when she married Zhang Xueliang. Soon after the marriage, she became the chief housekeeper of the Zhang family and controlled the financial power of the family. Including Zhang Zuolin's several concubines, they received monthly allowances.
They all have to go to Yu Fengzhi to get it.
When Zhang Xueliang was in military school, Yu Fengzhi specially saved a large sum of money and fine wine in a restaurant. Zhang Xueliang invited his military school classmates to dinner and just went there empty-handed. All the new army generals benefited from this lady.
This is also the reason why the young marshal has had more than ten women in his life, but he never dared to take them home. Yu Fengzhi is so amazing!
Yu Fengzhi nodded and smiled at Zhou Hexuan and Li Shoumin, then looked at Meng Xiaodong carefully and praised: "She is indeed an iconic beauty. No wonder she makes our Mr. Zhou worried."
Meng Xiaodong blushed and said, "Thank you madam for the rescue!"
"Don't thank me," Yu Fengzhi said with a smile, "If you want to thank me, just thank Hexuan. He knew you were kidnapped by Chu Yufeng, but he was very anxious."
Meng Xiaodong's pretty face turned redder, she glanced at Zhou Hexuan shyly, lowered her head and said nothing.
Zhou Hexuan realized that the misunderstanding was huge and it was difficult to explain clearly. He said, "Madam, I won't interrupt you and I'll take my leave first."
"No, what's the rush?" Yu Fengzhi said, "I've asked the servants to prepare meals. Let's eat at home tonight."
"How can you be so embarrassed?" Zhou Hexuan declined politely.
"Anyway, Han Qing isn't here either. The house is quite deserted. It would be more lively if there are a few more people." After Yu Fengzhi finished speaking, he sent someone to the theater to report that everything was safe so that the people there wouldn't be anxious.
Zhou Hexuan couldn't refuse anymore, so he could only sit down with Li Shoumin and Meng Xiaodong, chatting while waiting for dinner.
Yu Fengzhi dealt with others calmly. While talking to Zhou Hexuan, he also took care of Li Shoumin and Meng Xiaodong, for fear of neglecting them.
While we were chatting, the topic turned to Peking Opera. It turned out that Yu Fengzhi was also a fan of opera.
Now it was Zhou Hexuan's turn to be speechless. When the three of them talked, he could only listen and agree.
Li Shoumin got excited about the conversation and began to explain his theory of opera: "Most people only know that martial arts opera requires literary singing, but they don't know that literary opera requires martial arts singing."
"What do you mean by this?" Yu Fengzhi asked with great interest.
Li Shoumin explained: "Singing opera should pay attention to the combination of movement and stillness, cold and heat, hardness and softness, and rapidity and slowness. In martial arts opera and literary singing, it can avoid going too far; in literary opera and martial singing, it can prevent it from being too warm. Only when it is neither tepid nor hot, and is empathetic and reasonable, is the opera good.
"
Meng Xiaodong thought thoughtfully, combined with his many years of experience in performing on stage, and said sincerely: "Brother Shoumin has a good opinion."
Li Shoumin added: "Xiaodong, you are singing Laosheng, you are good at literary operas, and you are also a woman, so your singing is gentler and a little less fiery. If we can arrange more operas for Wu to sing, then
Better.”
"Indeed." Meng Xiaodong nodded.
Yu Fengzhi asked in surprise: "Where does Mr. Li work? He actually has such insight into opera."
Li Shoumin smiled and said: "I work as an editor at Ta Kung Pao."
"I thought Mr. Li was also from the pear garden, so disrespectful!" Yu Fengzhi said with a surprised smile.
During the meal, Yu Fengzhi saw that Zhou Hexuan was not talking much, so he took the initiative to warm up the scene and said: "Hexuan's "I Have a Dream" shows the innocence of heart, I will toast you!"
"It's just something I feel." Zhou Hexuan raised his glass and said.
Yu Fengzhi said: "The most sincere thing is to express your feelings."
A dinner party where guests and hosts enjoy themselves.
When several people left, Yu Fengzhi took Meng Xiaodong's hand and said: "Xiaodong, if there is anyone else in trouble in the future, please report my name. I don't know about other places, but in the three eastern provinces and Zhili area, Han and I
You are still a bit thin-faced."
Meng Xiaodong said gratefully: "Thank you, Madam, for taking care of me."
Yu Fengzhi wanted to send a driver to drive them home, but Zhou Hexuan refused repeatedly and then gave up.
After leaving the Young Marshal's Mansion, Li Shoumin said with emotion: "This Mrs. Zhang is very thorough in everything she does. It's really refreshing and admirable!"
"Yes, the young marshal married a good wife." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.
Li Shoumin waved for a rickshaw, "I'm going back first, Hexuan will take Xiaodong home." After saying this, the guy blinked, with a narrow smile on his face.
It wasn't until Li Shoumin disappeared that Meng Xiaodong finally spoke: "Well, I can go back by myself."
"It's okay, I'll see you off." Zhou Hexuan still has some gentlemanly demeanor. He can't let a girl walk alone at night.
After waiting for a long time, they finally met another rickshaw. The two sat down next to each other. Meng Xiaodong was obviously a little nervous. She wanted to get closer, but she felt unreserved. She wanted to stay far away, but she didn't want to.
Great joy.
In the end, there was a gap between the two of them. As the rickshaw bumped and their bodies occasionally touched, Meng Xiaodong felt sweet in her heart and peeked at the people around her from the corner of her eye from time to time.
Zhou Hexuan, however, said nothing about what happened in the afternoon, and only found some irrelevant things to say.
After sending Meng Xiaodong to the inn where Qingyunshe was staying, Zhou Hexuan did not get out of the car, cupping his fists and saying, "Goodbye, Miss Meng!"
"Goodbye." Meng Xiaodong was quite disappointed, and his face looked a little ugly.
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said to the coachman: "Go back to the concession."
Watching the rickshaw go further and further away, Meng Xiaodong stamped his feet angrily: "Idiot, what an idiot!"
Is Zhou Hexuan an idiot?
of course not.
Before time travel, because his parents and girlfriend died one after another, he gave up on himself and ran around the world. Later, he gradually fell in love with traveling. As time passed, his longing for his girlfriend gradually faded away, and he began to enjoy life.
He has visited Japanese girls, American girls, French and Italian girls, Russian and Ukrainian hairy girls, and even black pearls from East Africa. He is an absolute veteran.
But it was different in the Republic of China. The traditional concept of marriage was still the mainstream. Zhou Hexuan really didn't dare to mess with women, he had to be responsible!
The reason why Zhou Hexuan flirted with Queen Wanrong was because he wanted to save her from the sea of misery. Wanrong's fate in history was so tragic. Divorcing Puyi as soon as possible would be a relief.
…
Chu Mansion, Siheyuan.
Chu Yufeng's forehead was covered with bandages. At first glance, he looked like an Indian Asan. Two balls of bloody cotton were stuffed in his nostrils, and his eyes were so swollen that there was only a thin slit left. There was a maid beside him who was applying heat to him.
Eggs rolling in the face.
Du Xiaoshan got the news and came over. When he saw that, he wanted to laugh. He pretended to be indignant and asked: "Second Master, who did this? I want to kill him!"
"Ah," Chu Yufeng screamed in pain, pushed the maid away suddenly, and cursed, "It hurts me so much, do you know how to serve others? Someone is coming, sell this bitch to a brothel.
"
The maid knelt down in fear: "Master, please spare my life!"
Du Xiaoshan advised: "Second Master, forget it, why bother arguing with this servant."
"Humph," Chu Yufeng kicked the maid away, "Get out of here, I will punish you by not eating for three days!"
"Thank you for your kindness, sir!" The maid banged her head and crawled away, fearing that she would be sold to a brothel if she moved too slowly.
Du Xiaoshan asked in a low voice: "Second Master, who is the bastard who dared to eat the bear's heart and dare to attack Tai Sui?"
Chu Yufeng gritted her teeth and said, "Zhou Hexuan!"
Du Xiaoshan was stunned: "Is he so bold?"
"His grandma is a bitch. She got into Zhang Xueliang's relationship like crazy and doesn't take our Chu family seriously anymore." Chu Yufeng said angrily.
When Du Xiaoshan heard that Zhang Xueliang was involved, he immediately advised: "Second Master, let's forget it. We must give the young marshal some face."
"Fart, if I don't kill him, he doesn't deserve the surname Chu!" Chu Yufeng whispered, "Your men are smart and send a few people to follow Zhou to inform me of news at any time."
Du Xiaoshan swallowed his saliva and asked: "Second Master, what do you want to do..."