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Chapter 7 Spring Breeze Proud Building

Near the Chenghuang Temple, there stands an old-fashioned three-story building. On both sides of the main entrance is a gold couplet on an ocher background: You can sit down or sit down, you can take my time and I can take my time.

On the high-hanging plaque, Gonggong wrote three big characters: Deyilou.

Deyilou is a teahouse, also known as Chunfeng Deyilou. It was first built in the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty and has a history of more than 40 years.

Standing on the third floor and looking up, you can have a panoramic view of the Lake Pavilion, the scenery of Yu Garden, and the city of Yimiao.

In order to attract customers, teahouses have added a wide variety of entertainment programs, such as storytelling, Shanghai opera, burlesque, etc., and sometimes even magic performances.

The entertainment performances of Deyilou are located on the third floor. The first and second floors are also places for normal tea drinking and chatting. After all, there are many tea drinkers who like peace and quiet.

There is a table and two chairs on the stage. A man and a woman are sitting on both sides. The three strings of the pipa are played alternately. They are performing the traditional Pingtan piece "Three Smiles".

"The word was passed in the prime minister's hall, and immediately there was a loud noise in the court. The hairpins and temples were shining, and the shadows were moving on the steps. The swallows were thin and fat. All the sisters in the house were present, and they secretly liked me, Tang Jieyuan. Marriage in this world depends on the matchmaker.

Proof, I can choose a beautiful wife at will. The sisters are chatting and laughing, but the beautiful beauty Chanjuan is nowhere to be seen. The hour is about to open, the beauty is dim, and my mind is confused..."

The male voice plays the romantic and talented Tang Bohu, who is willing to pretend to be a book boy in order to pick up girls, while the female voice plays the beautiful Qiuxiang.

Normally, at this time, the house would be full of guests, with constant applause and cheers. "Three Smiles" is a very popular Pingtan piece.

But today it was a little different. Except for the two guests sitting by the window, the third floor of Nuo University was completely empty, and there was no one left.

One of the guests had a thin face and was in his forties. He had a trimmed mustache and his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes. He obviously didn't sleep well.

Another guest has a red face and a slightly stout figure. He is wearing a royal blue gold silk mandarin jacket, a melon cap on his head, and an emerald pipe in his mouth. He is at least fifty years old.

"Brother Guanqiao, drink tea."

"Boss Huang, please."

The two of them each picked up their tea bowls and took a sip.

Boss Huang smiled and said: "In order to meet you, I specially booked the entire third floor. Brother Guanqiao, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

The man known as Guanqiao said: "Boss Huang, you have your heart. You know that I won't go to places that are too remote or too chaotic. It's just right to book this place."

Boss Huang nodded, seemed to listen attentively for a while, and said: "Let's just say that this Tang Bohu, for the sake of a woman, went to Washington to pretend to be a servant regardless of his identity. Alas, this is called lust, and I don't know which one is lighter.

Which one is heavier?"

Guanqiao's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Boss Huang, you know me. I, Wang Guanqiao, always like to be straightforward. There is no need to mince words between us, right?"

Boss Huang laughed: "It's refreshing!"

He pondered for a moment and said: "Brother Guanqiao, since you said so, let's open the window and speak openly. Well, you also know that Zhongzheng and I are masters and disciples after all. He calls me teacher.

I am a disciple of Mr. Huang. Do you think this is a good idea? Each of you will give in. From now on, the wells will not interfere with the rivers, and the roads will rise to the sky. Each side goes to one side. As the saying goes, endure the calm for a while and take a step back to open the sea and the sky!

"

Wang Guanqiao sneered: "Mr. Huang, this matter is not that simple, right? Your disciple hated me to the core and sent people to chase him from Shanghai to Xiangjiang. If I hadn't run so fast, he would have died earlier.

Just explain it."

"It's actually all a misunderstanding. You two have no grievances, so why do you have to fight to the death?"

"I'm not doing it for personal hatred, I'm doing it for national hatred!"

"..."

"The little Japs have occupied the Northeast, and millions of our compatriots have become slaves to the subjugation of the country. Bald Chiang did not support millions of troops to fight against Japan, but instead blindly competes with the Communist Party. If China is in the hands of such people, it will be over sooner or later!"

"Brother Guanqiao, you are too extreme. The fall of Northeast China has nothing to do with the government. The main person responsible is Marshal Zhang..."

"Bah! What a bullshit young commander! He spends all day looking for girls, dancing, and smoking. Zhang Xieliang is a sinner of the Chinese nation and deserves to be severely punished! When he came to Shanghai last year, if it weren't for the sake of Mr. Du,

I have punished him long ago!"

Boss Huang said: "Brother Guanqiao, since you can sell Lao Du's face, I, Mr. Huang, should also give me a little bit of my face, right?"

Wang Guanqiao pondered for a moment and said: "Boss Huang, I, Wang Guanqiao, am not an unreasonable person. If you want me to reconcile with Jiang, you must agree to a condition."

"What conditions?"

"He is given three months to electrify him and leave the field!"

Boss Huang was stunned for a long time, then slowly leaned back on the chair and said, "Brother Guanqiao, are you kidding me?"

"This is the only condition. If he refuses to agree, what I can guarantee is that what happened in Lushan will continue to happen again!" Wang Guanqiao said firmly, without any hint of accommodation.

"It seems that I was not very successful as a middleman. I wanted you to turn the conflict into friendship, but unexpectedly, it backfired. Alas..." Boss Huang sighed softly and did not continue.

Wang Guanqiao picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp, stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "Boss Huang, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave!"

"Brother Guanqiao, walk slowly." Boss Huang stood up and said goodbye.

Wang Guanqiao stomped downstairs. He knew very well that although Boss Huang was the boss of the Green Gang, he would never dare to openly antagonize him. After all, the Ax Gang was not someone to be trifled with.

Boss Huang sat still and took out his pocket watch to look at it from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

After a while, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and extraordinary appearance walked upstairs and sat directly opposite Boss Huang.

"How did he say?"

"I can't persuade him to go his own way." Boss Huang shook his head helplessly.

The man stood up and came to the counter, reached for the phone and dialed a series of numbers. After the call was connected, he said: "Act as planned!"

Upon hearing this, Boss Huang stood up suddenly, looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, and said, "Yunong, what do you want to do?"

The man named Yunong smiled slightly, took Boss Huang's hand, sat down, and said, "Mr. Huang, please be patient for a moment. Let's continue drinking tea."

"You, you're not going to attack Wang Guanqiao, are you?"

"If this person doesn't die, it will be difficult for him to sit down."

"The problem is, I just met Wang Guanqiao, and then I died in your hands. If the Ax Gang knew about this, how could they let me go?"

"Don't worry, my people won't take action in Deyilou."

Mr. Huang was a little restless, frowned and said: "No matter where you do it, I can't get rid of it..."

Yu Nong smiled and said: "If Wang Guanqiao dies, the Ax Gang will be nothing but a piece of loose sand. Mr. Huang, with your status in Shanghai, do you still need to be afraid of them?"

"What if he's not dead?"

"Absolutely not! This time, I have laid a dragnet, and he will not be able to escape even if he has the wings of a king!"


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