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Jiang Cheng raised his head in horror.

Jiang Zhiya didn't look at him, and shook his head very weakly, a vigorous person who has traveled all over the coast all his life has to be old at this moment, the load on his heart has turned his bronze-colored face gray, and it seems to be heavy The ground was covered with a layer of death.

He tried to repeat again: "I'm sorry for him... and their family first, if he is in your hands, let him go."

"No," Jiang Cheng said, and he didn't know if it was because he stayed at the headquarters all day, was in meetings and answered phone calls but didn't have time to drink a sip of water, or something else, his voice sounded very low. A little hoarse, like a voice coming from the bottom of the throat, saying, "I... haven't caught him yet."

"Forget it." Jiang Zhiya seemed extremely tired, he didn't want to say more, he raised a hand to direct, "Sooner or later, the position of Jinzhou will be yours, call those old... bastards over here later , I told them."

He was already a little out of breath at this moment, the doctor guarding the door wished he could drag Jiang Cheng out right now.

Jiang Cheng didn't care about this, and asked vigilantly: "Do you know who the murderer is? You said that..."

"Shang Yunfang." Jiang Zhiya spat out a name, and Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes wide.Jiang Zhiya paused for a moment, and a little unbelievable warmth appeared on his ashen face, he said intermittently: "You are not worthy...you can't recruit anyone, but her son...you take him home, and I will send People... have checked his details..."

His spirit was getting worse and worse, Jiang Cheng was not in the mood to listen to him talking about his old hatred, so he waved his hand to call the nurse in, Jiang Zhiya raised his hand abruptly, stopped the crowd, and said to Jiang Cheng: "I The study room keeps things from the past. I'm sorry for their family, you treat that child Gu Sheng... let him go!"

When he said Gu Sheng's name, Jiang Cheng shuddered at Qing Lingling, and was knocked away by the doctor who rushed into the ward. Jiang Cheng leaned aside, feeling that many things were not right, but his brain seemed to be convulsed. After the spinal fluid is dried, nothing else can be squeezed out except the messy thoughts.

Twelve hours later, Jiang Cheng took full power to take over the current affairs of Jinzhou, suppressed the uprising of the branch, reorganized the core members of the military department, and the Jingbei Army changed hands.

Half a day later, a man in green clothes left a small courtyard in Chaojiang. He wore tortoiseshell rimless glasses and carried a small semi-old suitcase. He had a fair face and looked like a scholar.

The number of people in the car gradually increased.The middle-aged man with the appearance of a comprador wiped the hot sweat from his head, put away his luggage panting, loosened his suit and tie, and finally slumped into his seat as if relieved.

He straightened up, took out the tea cup hanging next to the package and poured himself some water, and then noticed the person on the seat in front of him.

It was a handsome young man, with a neat and white collar lined in a thick cotton gown, glasses with round lenses on the bridge of his pretty nose, his eyes downcast, and a book written in foreign languages ​​fell on his hand. On the book, there is an enamel cup at hand, and the water in it is still steaming.

The young man was very bookish, and his clothes were ordinary. He looked like a student, or maybe he was a teacher somewhere, but there was something incongruously elegant about him, which attracted people's attention.

There are so many enthusiastic businessmen, and it’s always good to know more people. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to him, and smiled courteously: “Sir, I’m a scholar. I have finally got a son, may I ask your name, sir?"

The young man was slightly taken aback, raised his head, shook his hand politely, and said, "My surname is Yan."

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao didn't seem to feel his indifference, or the cold face he usually encountered was much more embarrassing than this, he retracted his hand with a smile, and asked again: "I have taken care of each other in the past ten hours , little brother... which one is strict, strict strict?"

The young man glanced at him and said indifferently, "Talking too much."

The middle-aged man was stabbed without a trace, and he didn't take it seriously. He said with a smile that this surname is really rare. He has only seen this surname in some places during the years he traveled all over the world, and asked the little brother. He didn't come from somewhere, so he went to Jiangnan for what to do and where to get off. Finally, the young man didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he didn't know where to take out a newspaper and read it peacefully.

The young man pretended not to see the man hidden behind the newspaper and looked him in the eyes, turned over a page in his hand, and suddenly looked up.

Zhao Dehou was caught off guard, caught off guard, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Hey, don't tell me, look at you, I always think of someone I met before... Eh? Familiar, look My memory..."

Before the young man could answer, the man slapped his head and remembered: "That's right! That's it! Little brother, I see you are a new-style character, have you heard of dramas? Oh no...it seems to be belittling your worth... ..."

"Like Gu Sheng." The young man ignored his ramblings, interrupted him, and took a sip from the cup at hand, "I've been said so many times, I'm used to it."

"Hey! That's right, that's right! Exactly, exactly...heh..." Zhao Dehou laughed sheepishly, "My big boss and I are both fans of his drama, but...just...something happened later. Things, hey! Don’t talk about it! Don’t talk about this!”

Zhao Dehou shook the newspaper, signaling him to read it carefully, and soon put the newspaper on his face and fell asleep.

Gu Sheng tilted his head, his eyes fell on the man from the rimless glasses without prescription, and after a long time, he chuckled to himself.

The train passes through the mountains, and the scenery outside the window is constantly changing rapidly, leaving behind all the bitter past of the Northland, and carrying the full train of passengers meandering forward.

This is the second time in Gu Sheng's life that he has traveled from the north of Beijing to the south of the Yangtze River, and he is the only one on this trip.

Gu Sheng looked out the window and exhaled lightly, wrote down the page number of the grammar book, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The journey of the train to Yingzhou was smooth sailing, and no extreme incidents such as reactionary forces blocking the railway line reported in the news occurred. Passengers who got off the train were all very lucky.Yingzhou is more remote than the center of Jiangnan, and it is the terminal station of the train. When it arrived at the station, it was already dusk, and the lights along the way were just beginning to come on.

It's just that there was an innocuous episode when getting off the bus, that is, the man surnamed Zhao who only woke up once during lunch and then fell asleep, the man surnamed Zhao sitting opposite Gu Sheng got off the bus at the same stop as him. Then the man made a fuss in surprise: "Oh! Destiny and fate! Little brother, are you from Yingzhou? You didn't say it earlier! Don't say anything, big brother invites you to my house for dinner today! Hey ! I haven't seen my wife for 20 years!..."

Gu Sheng: "..."

I haven't seen this meal in 20 years, it seems that I can't eat it.

"Oh, don't say it, you miss her, go to war! Oh! I can't come back, don't talk about it! Let's go!" The man's expression was gloomy, and his true feelings did not seem to be fake, and he reached out to take Gu Sheng's suitcase, "Little Brother, you look so thin, do you have a place to live? It’s a long way to the city, so I’ll carry it for you..."

"No need." Gu Sheng pressed the buckle of the box without moving, lowered his head, raised his eyes and said to the man with a half-smile, "Tell him, I have my own plans in the future, and I don't need to bother finding someone to follow me. "

With that smile, the tails of his peach blossom eyes, which were so glamorous on the stage back then, were lifted upwards. There was an astonishing contrast against his neat long gown. In a blink of an eye, he was that handsome young man who confused all living beings again.It's just that the smile was really short-lived, Zhao Dehou opened his mouth to speak, but turned his head and could only watch him pass through the aisle and sink into the blackness outside the carriage.

The man was tongue-tied and wanted to ask him how he saw it. His performance was realistic from the beginning to the end, and there was no flaw in it. All his words and deeds were very reasonable, and there was almost no gap—because he was so courteous for nothing. Elsewhere, in this section of the train, Lao Zhao saw it no less than five times.

Furthermore, no matter from which point of view, Jiang Cheng should hate Gu Sheng so much that he gritted his teeth and wanted to kill him. How did Gu Sheng determine that Jiang Cheng must have sent someone to follow him because he was worried that he "had no plans" in the future? Didn't he send someone to tempt him, and just take him away for questioning after confirming his identity?

The young man had disappeared from his sight. Old Zhao greeted the train conductor, took out the radio equipment from his luggage, and a few seconds later, an urgent telegram arrived at the office of the head of the Jinzhou Command in the dark.

After getting out of the car, Gu Sheng went straight to find a fishery boss in Yingzhou, and that person was naturally the one that Song Zhao had left for him.This person has a very close friendship with Song Zhao, and has been steadily exporting beautiful girls and boys fresh from Jiangnan. At the same time, for the sake of Song Zhao's favor, he also invested in a local Yue opera troupe.

Song Zhao probably didn't tell him the background of the person who asked him to take over at the beginning - if he let that person know, he might not dare to take a hundred heads from him. He's looking for a job in the theater troupe, don't make it hard for him.

Gu Sheng found the businessman surnamed Yu according to the picture, and he inevitably had some doubts in his heart.

Song Zhao's preparations were too thorough.

From the unused small courtyard by the Chaojiang River, the daily necessities and clothes of the right size in the house, to the train ticket to Yingzhou in a few hours, and finally the aquatic product owner who is responsible for receiving it.

From the moment he jumped from the window of the foreign-style building of the embassy, ​​everything was like a machine with every joint arranged, and it was suddenly wound up and turned with a bang.

——Just like, he has been preparing for this escape for a long time.

When did Song Zhao want to send Gu Sheng away from Jinzhou?

He probably didn't know it himself.

It may be that Jiang Cheng's repeated madness has crossed his bottom line, or it may be that Gu Sheng's character and experience have made his conscience feel tormented. During the past year, Song Zhao always remembered At the reception banquet when Jiang Cheng returned to the country, he was troubled by the joy of the feast and had no strings and bamboo strings, so he insisted on ordering a play to listen to.

...Jiang Cheng doesn't really like the so-called promiscuous music. If he didn't insist on asking that time, there is a high probability that the troupe would not be called to the banquet, so Gu Sheng wouldn't meet Jiang Cheng. Will it not happen, will all the desolation and absurdity be rewritten?

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to act in front of Jiang Cheng. One was that Jiang Cheng was someone he couldn't afford to provoke, and the other was that he deeply remembered a time when he only invited him out of love for Gu Shengxi. The actor had a drink - at that time he was completely unclear about the relationship between the two, and he swore that he had no selfish motives at all, but Gu Sheng suffered because of this.

So even this time, when Song Zhao sat on the plane flying to the United States, he was in a trance.

The scene of Gu Sheng jumping out of the window was like suddenly opening a magic box of hope. At that moment, his heart went blank, and he made an irreversible decision when he came back to his senses.

He helped Gu Sheng to satisfy his conscience.

The author has something to say:

The data in this article makes me feel stuffy... I can't help but pop up and ask for comments...

By the way, I forgot to add before I found out, in fact, there is a prototype for Gu Shao’s riding a horse to fight, Liyuan Major General Pan Yueqiao, the text can be expressed more richly, but the author is not talented enough, and the handling is a bit lacking...

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