Sapphire case

18.

Gu Sheng rested in the Bieyuan for two days, and was able to save his life. Du Han sent a complete set of advanced equipment from the courtyard, saying that they were just imported from abroad. There are only two sets in Jinzhou, and they will be rented to Jiang first. Use it for a few days.

Jiang Cheng moved all the office locations that could be moved to Bieyuan. He really couldn’t go to the headquarters for meetings and negotiations. He often rushed there, and hurried back within a few hours, even if he was still cursing the Japanese before entering the door. It's a big deal, even after entering the door, they all hold back, put on a not too bad face, and push Gu Sheng out to bask in the sun.

After all the tossing and tossing, Gu Sheng's whole body peeled off a layer of skin, and there were faint traces of bones on his face, which was not much flesh. When the sun shone, it almost appeared translucent pale.

He obediently let Jiang Cheng fiddle with it, and his wrist fell into Jiang Cheng's hand, as if it would break with a little force.Jiang Cheng has already sent someone to invite the best chefs in northern Beijing and various traditional pastry chefs to cook him food in different ways every day, hoping that he will taste a few more mouthfuls, and if he takes a second look at any one, Jiang Cheng will turn around. You have to invite the master out and teach him how to do it.And one time when Gu Sheng was eating a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he burst into tears. Jiang Cheng was caught off guard and asked repeatedly, but he turned his head and didn't speak.

Jiang Cheng's doing this already has the meaning of being humble and condescending in his world, but it seems that it has not fallen into Gu Sheng's eyes at all.He leaned against the setting sun and flipped through the excerpts, occasionally humming a few words, completely ignoring Jiang Cheng who was looking at him with serious eyebrows.

Du Han came to the door for a follow-up visit, and when he entered the courtyard, he shook his head and sighed when he saw this picture.

On the third day, Jiang Cheng came home from outside, holding a wooden box that looked ordinary in workmanship, strode upstairs, and put the box on the small table next to the Taishi chair.

Curled up in the grand teacher's chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind, Gu Sheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he immediately turned to the other side.

"Take a look," Jiang Cheng said in a soft tone, opened the box and presented it in front of him as if offering a treasure, "I agreed to change hands after a good deal, you must like it."

Gu Sheng frowned and raised his hand, as if he was very bored, and lifted it away. Jiang Cheng blurted out "Hey", and grabbed the box before it overturned, but something still bounced out of the box. It came out with a crisp crash on the floor.

Gu Sheng shivered, opened his eyes and looked over.

Jiang Cheng stood up straight in a bit of embarrassment, put the box on the table, and smiled wryly: "Don't look at me like that, I—I used to be me...I was impulsive and reckless, I won't do it again, I promise... Let’s not talk about this, look at the things I brought, I begged Song Zhao’s grandson...begged him for a long time, I’m afraid you won’t want to break it, huh?”

He swallowed "that grandson" back, struggling to abide by the principle of not swearing at mothers or being rude.

Gu Sheng obviously listened too much to his insincere assurances, and he was not interested in the so-called gifts——Jiang Cheng had given him something when he was planning to get him. The valuable Italian jewelry was packed in a delicate hard case. In the small box, Gu Sheng didn't even want to open it to take a look. Jiang Cheng stuffed it into his hand, and he threw it out with his backhand.

For this matter, Jiang Cheng taught Gu Sheng how to be a man, and it was also the first time Du Han visited Jiangjia Bieyuan. At that time, Gu Sheng was also thin and frail, but his vigor was incomparable now.

Jiang Cheng looked at it with pain in his heart, really wishing that he would throw something again, at least it showed that he still had emotional ups and downs, not like now, the light in his eyes looking at other places is faint, the glass-like eyes are clear and shining, But nothing else.

Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly, thinking about it, forget it, and said "I'll take it if you don't like it", and was about to reach out to take it.

Gu Sheng sat up suddenly, arched his back and picked up the small objects that had fallen by the chair.

The turquoise hairpin glowed with a streamer-like emerald color under the sun, smudged with colorful luster, and the dark blue tail feathers trembled slightly with the subtle air currents, blooming in the young slender and white hands like life.

It was one of a set of Dian Cui Tou Noodles. This old craftsmanship, made from live kingfisher feathers, was a luxury that actors in the old days could afford only when they received royal awards. Since the last old master of this technique After the master was killed in the melee for five years in Jingguan, this kind of ancient and cruel, but extremely dazzling costume products can only be found in the blue-burning imitations in the market.

Gu Sheng only glanced at it, tried his best to restrain his turbulent emotions, and looked up at Jiang Cheng: "This thing... where did you get it?"

Jiang Cheng didn't notice his strangeness, he just thought that the object was still in his eyes, he sat down on the chair on the other side, raised his legs and said casually: "Song Zhaobai, he invited me to sit at his house, I saw it This set, thinking that you must like it, ask him to change hands. Who knows that he is still a treasure, and he has to say that it took several hands to get him to buy it at a high price. It is definitely not rare for me to be short of a top prize... Don't mind him! Anyway, the thing is in your hands now, it's up to you to throw it away or keep it."

He babbled about the ins and outs, but he never heard Gu Sheng speak out. In the past, Gu Sheng ignored him so much, Jiang Cheng would inevitably explode on the spot and force him to express something, but now he felt a little guilty for no reason, and tried to go Look at the faces of the people around you.

The young man's eyes were fixed on the empty piece in the box for a long time, his eyes were empty, as if there was some treasure that had been lost for many years, and his eyes were firmly glued to it.The silver base of the hairpin was deeply embedded in the boy's palm, exuding boundless, heart-piercing pain.

Song Zhao went home and thought about it for two days, and even ran to the Jiangjia Bieyuan to listen to the sound. Sheng actually wrote him a letter in person, saying that he had a sum of money to transfer and asked him for convenience.

Song Zhao was overjoyed and couldn't get what he asked for, so there was no reason to disagree, and hurriedly said that Sun would be waiting at any time to see when you were free.

Gu Sheng came this afternoon, and he was supposed to arrive at three o'clock as scheduled. Song Zhao was looking forward to it in the administrative room on the third floor of Mingwan Bank's head office. Seeing that the minute hand on his Western wristwatch, which he bought with a lot of money, moved halfway In the circle, wondering whether the news that Gu Sheng came to him to do business had leaked to Jiang Cheng, the back of his neck felt cold, and suddenly he heard a different noise from outside. up the shutters.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng's horses clearing the way, guards standing in line, and cars lined up were not seen below. There were only dense crowds of people's heads. Girls with new-style student haircuts and a group of boys in white shirts and long robes held up various slogans in their hands. Putting up a high platform and holding a loudspeaker to preach, there is a great response.That's where the noise came from.

Song Zhao frowned suddenly, turned around with his hands behind his back and pressed the bell on the table a few times, and a man with the appearance of a guard captain pushed open the door: "President?"

"What's the fuss next! Can't I open this business?" Song Zhao's face was very ugly, and he shook his hand in disgust, "Hurry back!"

The captain of the guard led the way, but before he could go far, he heard a bigger commotion downstairs.

The sound of cars and horses passed by, and the boy holding the horn shouted: "The convoy of counter-revolutionaries has arrived! - What did you say just now? Down with the warlords! Down with imperialism! Down with all old arts! Down with the old school running dog!"

The overwhelming voices of "Down with the warlords" and "Down with the old art" sounded from below. Song Zhao felt cold sweat slipping down his back instantly, and rushed downstairs almost immediately.

The captain of the guard yelled: "Get out of the way! The police are here and you all drag them out and shoot them!"

The students were not to be outdone at all, several people grabbed Gu Sheng's arm tightly and dragged him out of the car, and responded unceremoniously: "The fortune of the country is difficult, and actors don't know new and old grudges, and clinging to military bandits is like singing a queen|Ting Hua ! Our revolution not only wants to revolutionize the lives of warlords and imperialists, but also kills the roots of feudalism! Revolutionizes the lives of old literature and art! Tell me, am I right!"

"Yes! For your mother's head!" Song Zhao squeezed in from the crowd, and was knocked head-on by a student with a brochure. Damn guarding the peace of Jinzhou for ten years? The ungrateful things, the fucking books have been read in the dog's stomach! Let me go! Your parade is unconstitutional! Do you understand the unconstitutional?!"

"Our parade is unconstitutional? The Guannan warlords flattered the Japanese, arbitrarily robbed civilians and women, shot women, children and children, and searched for the people's fat and anointing outside the concession, so what? You are all..."

"Even if you were blind when you were reincarnated! Let me tell you! Li Xiaohua did it voluntarily! Gu Sheng and Jiang Cheng are his subordinates who cling to the warlord, and the other women are the feudal relics of the warlord who plundered civilian women? Don't speak blood!" Song Zhao can also talk about it, if the situation is not too chaotic, he wants to protect Gu Sheng——Gu Sheng has something wrong, and Jiang Cheng will have to blame him for any student demonstrations— —Otherwise, we will never fall into this disadvantage.

Song Zhao raised his eyes to see that Wuyangyang, Dingzhou Road, where Mingwan Bank is located, was filled with endless crowds, those who marched, demonstrated, held up slogans and shouted, and those who watched the excitement were no big deal, all stood on the street , I'm afraid it's full of people from the beginning of the big lower part, so it's no wonder that Boss Gu is late.

Gu Sheng's condition at the moment also looked very bad, cold sweat slid down his pale and sharp cheeks, and his whole body trembled slightly as if he had lost all strength.Song Zhao had vaguely heard the rumors that Jiang Cheng had killed people in the past, and felt that something big was about to happen so stalemate, he gritted his teeth and gave the captain of the guard a wink, and the two worked together to drag Gu Sheng out of the crowd , put it in the door, and directly pulled down the rolling door of the bank!

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