The dance ended and the guests left in cars one after another.
Zhang Leyi held Zhang Henshui's novel in her hand and stared straight ahead without even looking at Zhou Hexuan.
Feng Yong smiled and said: "Miss Zhang lives in Lishunde Hotel, Hexuan, please take her back."
"No!" Zhang Leyi flatly refused. She was so embarrassed tonight. If she accepts Zhou Hexuan's escort again, wouldn't it mean that the relationship between the two has been confirmed?
"Then I'll leave first. You guys can chat slowly." Feng Yong winked at Zhou Hexuan, got into the car, and ordered the driver to drive out of the way.
Zhang Leyi was wearing a white dress, with both arms exposed. The night wind blew, and she felt a little cold. She couldn't help but cross her hands to protect her chest, and rubbed her palms on her arms to keep warm.
Zhou Hexuan didn't say anything when he saw this, he took off his suit and put it on her silently.
"Thank you." Zhang Leyi did not refuse, smiling sweetly and tightening her clothes.
"Le Yi, are you free tomorrow? Let's go watch a movie together." Zhou Hexuan invited him in a familiar manner.
Zhang Leyi shook her head and said: "I will take a boat back to Nanjing tomorrow."
"That's really a pity," Zhou Hexuan said with some disappointment, "I will write to you often."
"Who wants you to write a letter?" Zhang Leyi smiled and pouted, then suddenly waved and shouted, "Rickshaw!"
Zhou Hexuan ordered Sun Yonghao: "Yonghao, take Miss Zhang back to the hotel."
There was only one rickshaw, Zhang Leyi was sitting in it, and Sun Yonghao could only run behind. After the car had traveled more than ten meters, Zhang Leyi turned around and laughed loudly: "Goodbye, Mr. Zhou!"
"Goodbye!" When Zhou Hexuan waved, he was actually thinking about how to trick Chu Yufeng.
The driver was running quickly with his head down, breathing long and rhythmic breaths.
Zhang Leyi felt the warmth coming from her suit, and couldn't help but raise her collar and smell it. There was a faint smell of soap locust. She opened "Chunming Foreign History" and silently read the love poem on the letterhead repeatedly under the dim roadside light.
A sweet smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
Back at the hotel, Zhang Leyi first went to inform her father that she was safe: "Dad, I'm back."
"Well, are you having fun?" Zhang Mouzhi nodded.
"I'm very happy, I met a lot of new friends." Zhang Leyi said.
Zhang Mouzhi suddenly caught a glimpse of his daughter's suit and asked calmly: "Who sent you back?"
Zhang Leyi replied without changing her expression: "A follower of a friend."
"Get some rest early, we have to take a boat ride tomorrow." Zhang Mouzhi didn't ask further.
"Then I'm going back to my room." Zhang Leyi held the novel in her hands and walked briskly while humming an unknown tune.
After his daughter left, Zhang Mouzhi's face turned gloomy. Nowadays, the situation is changing rapidly, and no one knows how it will develop in the future. Zhang Mouzhi is in the south and is more inclined to the Kuomintang. He believes that his daughter has both talent and beauty, and at least she has to
It would be decent to marry a high-ranking official of the Kuomintang Party or a powerful son, but I do not approve of my daughter finding a free love with a man.
After Zhang Leyi returned to her room, she carefully folded and put away her suit, and then hid the novel with the letter in her suitcase. She had the habit of writing a diary, so she opened the book and wrote:
"Sunday, September 12th, sunny.
Today I went to the dance party with Mr. Feng Yong and made many new friends.
Mr. Zhou Hexuan is also here. He is different from what I imagined. He is tall and handsome, and his smile is very charming. He talks humorously and often makes people laugh. He also told a love story about people and ghosts...
This Mr. Zhou is particularly annoying. He actually wrote a love poem to me in public. Although the poem he wrote is very good, it is too abrupt and should have been passed on to me in private...
He is exactly the kind of mature and knowledgeable man I like. I am really worried. Should I accept his pursuit? I must not agree immediately. He also said that he wants to write to me, just think of it as a test for him. If
If he can write 100 letters within a year, then I will promise him. If the number is not enough, humph, I will not pay attention to it!"
Early morning of the second day.
Zhang Leyi followed her father to Pier 8 (later the berth of Tianjin Port No. 3 Company). While waiting for the ship, she kept looking back, hoping to see a familiar face among the crowded crowd.
"A friend wants to see you off?" Zhang Mouzhi asked.
"No." Zhang Leyi smiled to hide it.
Zhang Mouzhi became increasingly unhappy as he looked at his daughter's attempt to hide her secret. He just wanted to return to the south as soon as possible and arrange a marriage as soon as possible.
"Dirty~~~"
The ship's whistle sounded, and passengers began to board the ship.
Zhang Leyi walked up the gangway, turned around for the last time, and suddenly saw Zhou Hexuan at the front of the farewell crowd, waving and smiling at her.
Zhang Leyi felt as if she had eaten honey and ran into the cabin happily.
Zhang Mouzhi curiously investigated what was going on, but unfortunately there were too many people below and he couldn't figure out who was seeing his daughter off.
Before the ship set sail, Zhou Hexuan quietly left the port and took a car to Feng Mansion.
Feng Delin, a veteran Northeast warlord, was walking in the yard. He was wearing a silk shirt and playing with two walnuts in his hand. His physical condition seemed to be not good. He had to use a cane to walk. He was always accompanied by a servant to prevent him from falling.
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Zhou Hexuan stopped halfway and said hello: "Hello, uncle!"
Feng Delin narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Are you Xiaowu's friend?"
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Old man, my name is Zhou Hexuan."
Feng Delin nodded, pointed his crutch inward and said, "Go in, Xiao Wu is on the second floor."
Zhou Hexuan bid farewell to the old man and went to Feng Yong's study under the leadership of Feng's servant.
Feng Yong was reading the newspaper with his legs crossed. When he saw Zhou Hexuan, he immediately sent someone to send a message: "Call Hou Zhongguo!"
Zhou Hexuan was not polite. He sat down to eat the fruit on the plate and asked, "Is Hou Zhongguo the sharpshooter?"
Feng Yong nodded and said: "His name was Hou Qi before, and his bandit name was 'Sanshanhao'. He was a thieves in the green forests of the Northeast, and his marksmanship was very accurate. When we suppressed the bandits, the six men suffered a lot. Each one shot him in the forest."
, so that a platoon of new soldiers did not dare to show their faces."
"Awesome!" Zhou Hexuan admired sincerely.
Zhou Hexuan soon saw the bearded man from Northeast China, and he was very surprised. The bearded man did not have a beard on his face, and he looked more like a scholar. An uninformed person would never have guessed that he was a horse bandit.
"Commander Feng." Hou Zhongguo raised his hand in salute, his movements were very casual, and he showed no military bearing at all.
Feng Yong nodded and said: "Sit down, I'll give you an errand."
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Du Fu.
Du Xiaoshan frowned. It was not that he had never killed anyone, but he had never killed a celebrity.
Once a nationally famous scholar like Zhou Hexuan is assassinated, it will be like poking a hornet's nest. If the pressure from public opinion is too great, the Beiyang government will even organize a special investigation team to come to Tianjin to handle the case.
If something happens in the concession and foreigners have to get involved, it will be even more troublesome.
However, Zhou Hexuan is still Zhang Xueliang's man, and now the government's master is Zhang Zuolin. The investigation of the case will never be perfunctory.
Chu Yufeng will definitely stay out of the matter, and Du Xiaoshan will most likely take the blame. But he cannot disobey Chu Yufeng's order, otherwise Du Xiaoshan will not be able to survive in Tianjin, which will really put him in a dilemma.
"Sir, people have brought it." A confidant reported.
Du Xiaoshan nodded and said, "Let him come in."
A young man wearing a short coat kowtowed as he entered the room: "Little man Ma Liu pays his respects to Mr. Du!"
"Get up," Du Xiaoshan picked up the wooden box in his hand and said, "Take it."
Ma Liu took the wooden box with both hands and opened it. He saw that it was full of white flowers, and there was a pistol in the pile of silver. He put the gun on his waist and asked: "Master Du, who do you want to kill?"
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Du Xiaoshan said: "There is 1,000 oceans inside. I will help you buy a boat ticket. You will leave Tianjin immediately after shooting. Also, try not to beat people to death. Do not hit anyone above the chest."