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Chapter 30 [Auntie Jiaomei in the Republic of China]

A military summit is scheduled for the day after tomorrow.

Although Shangxian said that she would leave tomorrow, she knew in her heart that these warlords from all walks of life were not good people, and since she had already set a time, she still compromised a little.

The morning of the third day was the day when the military meeting was held.

Shangxian woke up early and sat in the meeting room all morning waiting for someone.

But 10 minutes passed, an hour passed, and the whole morning passed. Not even a mosquito was put in the conference room.

Shangxian's face turned cold, knowing that these warlords used Tai Chi to cheat, but she still sat motionless on the seat and waited for others.

She always has to wait in this conference room for a while, so that those who perfunctory her can see clearly her unquestionable attitude.

Sure enough, as Shangxian expected, although none of the good warlords who promised to hold that troubled military summit, they still sent people to watch around the conference room early in the morning because they were afraid of General Wei's power. All the actions were passed on to the ears of these warlords verbatim by these stalkers.

General Meng's place.

"You said Miss Lan didn't even need lunch?"

General Meng lowered his head and murmured. It seemed that Ms. Lan had made up her mind. He sighed in his heart. He knew that General Wei was a little different from them. Now even one of his aunts is so courageous. It is really not easy. Nah.

Sure enough, every minute that Shangxian waited in the meeting room was meaningful. Her resolute attitude put pressure on these warlords to a certain extent. They reluctantly agreed that the meeting will be held tonight.

Long Love Theater.

Shangxian led a group of people and stepped here seemingly calmly, but knew in his heart that this would be another tough battle.

These outrageous and unreasonable warlords set the meeting place in a theater, and this behavior itself shows some problems.

The theater is not a place for meetings, but everyone present except Shangxian is not thinking about meetings.

It was still the same open-air courtyard, but the stage hadn't started yet, but the round wooden table was already filled with the same gourmet delicacies that Mr. Mo saw when he came to see that day.

The warlords hadn't arrived yet, and General Meng was seated in the center. Shangxian sat in a corner of the theater calmly after greeting the people present for a while.

About half an hour later, the warlords led groups of concubines to arrive one after another.

After all the generals were seated, the staple food was served on the table, and the actors on the stage sang.

But Shangxian waited for another half an hour, and the warlords present just ate and listened to themselves, but no one mentioned the topic of today's meeting.

The play that Hua Dan is singing on the stage looks a little familiar, it should be a scene that Ms. Lan once had in her memory.

"The little nun is twenty-eight years old, and her hair was cut off by the master when she was young. I am a girl, but I am not a man. Why do I wear a yellow belt around my waist and a straight belt?"

At that time, Ms. Lan was also in her [-]th year. At the most beautiful age, she debuted on the stage for the first time. After one song, her reputation resounded throughout Nanyang City. How the road should be taken has never been up to her.

Shangxian couldn't help looking at Huadan on the stage, fascinated.

For a moment, Hua Dan on the stage seemed to have sensed something, and his nimble eyes also turned to look back at Shangxian. The eyes of the two met in the air, and there was a sense of deja vu.

Hua Dan seemed to have sensed something, his gaze was fixed on Shangxian, and he never left, and there seemed to be a touch of joy quietly added to the words of mourning.

Shangxian also stared at it, and unknowingly shed two lines of tears.

On stage and off stage, the two seemed to create a separate space, and the other people present became the foil.

It wasn't until General Meng let out a heavy cough on purpose that the two came back to their senses in a daze.

Shangxian seemed to look away calmly, but his mood was a little complicated. It turned out that Miss Lan's feelings were flooded in an instant, which seemed to affect her a little.

Hua Dan, who was singing the sad drama on the stage, should be Miss Lan's old friend.

But there are more important things right now, so let's talk about the past later.

Seeing that it was the unsmiling General Meng who interrupted them, Shangxian also knew that General Meng's words had some weight among these warlord leaders, so he prepared to use him as a breakthrough point.

Shangxian took a sip of his tea lightly, and said to General Meng, "General Meng, what do you think of this scene?"

General Meng returned quickly, but did not leak any water: "Naturally it is excellent."

"Then I've been watching this play for more than half an hour, but the meeting hasn't started a word, so what?" Shangxian never thought of playing football with these warlords, since he came with a purpose, it's better to speak more openly .

General Liu, who was at the side, heard these words, but they felt extremely harsh. Miss Lan was just a woman. Hearing this tone, she began to admonish these old men! Isn't it against the sky?
General Liu looked fiercely at Miss Lan, and said viciously, "Miss Lan, what do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting, it's just talking about things. A meeting is a meeting, and watching a play is watching a play. Wouldn't it be confusing to confuse the two?" How could Shangxian be afraid? She didn't even change her tone, and smiled lightly. Everyone present said.

Hearing this, General Meng lowered his hand, signaling to everyone to be safe and not to be impatient.

After seeing the demeanor of this Miss Lan today, he also had to sigh that a woman does not give way to a man. This Miss Lan is not easy to fool, and she has the support of General Wei behind her.

Since she wants to have a meeting, let's do it, but it's just a waste of half an hour with her.

After thinking about it, General Meng called the troupe master of the opera garden, pointed to the actors on the stage, and said, "Tell them to withdraw and wait in the background, we will watch it later."

Then he turned to face the warlords present, with a Confucian demeanor: "Since Ms. Lan has reminded us, we really shouldn't delay this meeting any longer. The meeting starts now, what do you all think?"

General Liu still has complaints. Just now he saw an actor on the stage with his slender waist tightened. He hasn't seen enough. How could he be forced to suspend the boring meeting?
"No..." He just objected a word, but was stopped by his aunt,

"Master, listen to General Meng."

After Aunt Tai opened her mouth, General Liu unexpectedly obeyed, and didn't say another word.

General Wang Dazhu felt that the meeting was not necessary, anyway, he dozed off listening to the babbling opera, so it would be good to have a meeting to wake up.

Seeing no objection from the crowd, General Meng nodded and said, "Then let's start now."

(End of this chapter)