Big Dream Chase

The person who spoke was Liang Zhen, who is currently claiming to be cheating on his wife, but is actually an important member of the party's Lixing Society.There were only two spies sitting at this table.

To talk about Lixingshe, there is actually a long history.

After the "September [-]th" Incident, the National Government and Chiang Kai-shek followed Mussolini's "Black Shirt Party" and organized a Fuxing Society with soldiers as the main body under the plan of the "Thirteen Taibao" of Huangpu soldiers.

Later, in [-], the core organization Lixingshe was set up within Fuxingshe, and a secret service was set up to conduct espionage activities.

He Chen won a round, Liang Zhen cursed and grabbed the chips and gave him the chips, and then said: "East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, that's a damn sweet thing to say. Li Shizuo is not afraid of getting messed up."

He Chen contemptuously disdains this, but he doesn't show any particular disgust: "Nowadays there are many worries at home and abroad, those who plan for themselves, those who are passive towards Japan, and then fight with other parties to the death. It's a waste of time."

Gong Li'an, another spy agent who helped Leng Peijiu off before, waved the woman in his arms to get off.Only the four of them were left at the mahjong table, Gong Li'an raised his chin to Leng Peijiu behind He Chen with a cigarette in his mouth.

The women set up a table by themselves, chatting and gossip sensibly.Only Leng Peijiu was left, sitting alone on the sofa, able to hear the whispers at the card table thoroughly.

He Chen glanced back, Leng Peijiu closed her eyes, clapped her hands on her knees, and sang and recited opera——completely ignoring others.

He Chen turned his head, shook off the cigarette ash, and signaled to Gong Li'an: "It's okay, you continue."

The three raised their eyebrows and exchanged glances.Liang Zhen said in a low voice: "Speaking of the suppression of the Communist Party, since last year they failed to fight against the encirclement and suppression, there are reports that they were forced to leave."

"Is this still a secret?"

"It doesn't count, but do you know that since two years ago, there has been a big move in Peking. Isn't the Forbidden City closed, and the cultural relics are going to be moved to the south, and the higher-ups also attach great importance to this matter."

Two years ago, Shanhaiguan fell.He Chen was on the front line, so he didn't know the big moves that Peking made.He motioned Liang Zhen to continue, and the latter thought for a while, and said, "But this matter, let's go up to the country. It's for the inheritance of a country, not for any party. Hey, don't spread my words, brothers Your wealth is in your mouth."

"At that time, the public opinion was raging. There were riots in front of the Forbidden City. There were too many voices of opposition. The handling methods were also different. Did Li Zuoxiang, the general of the Northern Expedition, know? He demanded to auction off his belongings and buy planes. Those literati, what Hu Shi Lu Xun also opposed moving south. Ma Yanxiang was even more powerful, using newspapers to talk to his father across the air!"

Gong Li'an became interested when he heard it: "Oh? What a powerful technique?"

Liang Zhen wentssip to Xingtou, saying: "To resist, start with the determination to sacrifice ancient relics!"

"Hey!" Gong Li'an held a cigarette in one hand and touched a card with the other, shaking with laughter, "Sacrifice! These literati have never touched a gun barrel or killed an enemy, and they are better than us at shouting about sacrifice."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" He Chen gave them a sideways look.

Liang Zhen and Gong Li'an were not afraid of him. When they were classmates in the military academy, they were the only ones who could figure out where his hair should go.

"When people are panicking, there's nothing wrong with having a little laugh."

Bai Ronghe, who had been silent next to He Chen, spoke.

As soon as he spoke, Liang and Gong fell silent.Not for anything else, this Bai Ronghe's background is deep and intricate, even though he is usually a low-key person, if he really wants to do anything, He Chen will have to give some face.

As for Bai Ronghe's name for cheating, he is a dramatist, a writer, and the kind of writer who is a literati as Gong Li'an said.

He Chen didn't have much opinion on literary and military combat. Soldiers use a gun, while literati hold a pen.In this era, as long as they are not traitors, anyone can write about their homeland ambitions with iron bones.

Literati are leaders of thought and creators of public opinion.They can write thousands of words in eloquence, and they can turn up blood and blood in newspapers, which is no different from soldiers and generals on the battlefield.

People are born in the world and each performs his duties.Some people are born to be talented, some are destined to be writers, some are destined to be ordinary, and some are rich and powerful.

Everyone's role is doomed from the beginning, and at the same time, there is also an ending.

He Chen thought that the names of literati will last forever, and the best destination for generals is to bury their loyal bones in the green hills.

Every time I think about this matter, I don't have any plans to keep anyone by my side.Delaying what others do, whether it is a good woman or a good-looking boy.

When he goes to the front one day, what can he leave for others in his life?

Painful memories, or endless miss.Either way, He Chen didn't want to see it.

Bai Ronghe took a card and propped his chin with one hand: "Nowadays in Shanghai, singing and dancing are peaceful, there is no trace of war."

"It's not easy," Liang Zhen followed down the steps, "So why don't we all run here to hide ourselves?"

"When can I hide? Didn't the news say that Commander Zhou in Tianjin received Japanese personnel?" Gong Li'an was noncommittal, smoking a cigarette coolly, puffing, "Let's talk about the topic just now, cultural relics moving south, what did the Japanese say in the newspapers?" Said? Huh?"

"'These treasures are most properly kept by the Chinese state or nation, and it is a matter of course. However, in the current state of political chaos, the nearest Japanese nation will do their best to fulfill the responsibility of preservation, and it is also natural.' .”

"Damn it! Where did that face come from!" Gong Li'an poked out the cigarette butt, his face twisted with anger, "The wolf's ambition is so obvious!"

When he roared, he couldn't control the volume.Leng Peijiu, who was sitting on the sofa, trembled in fright. After all, a 17-year-old child, having seen He Chen's anger and temptation, never imagined that other young masters would look so gentle and rude.

He Chen looked back with a tacit understanding, and met Leng Peijiu's bewildered eyes.He frowned, the child was not frightened.

Then Commander He said to Gong Li'an: "Keep your voice down, who doesn't know what happened to your patriotism?!"

Gong Li'an shut his mouth, his eyes flicked between Leng Peijiu and He Chen, and he changed the subject with a smile.

There are two Lixingshe on the table, so the exchange of information is naturally inseparable.Someone in a certain party has rebelled against the party, and someone has voted for Japan. What will the KMT do in the near future?Listening to these words carefully, it can send chills down the spine.

The characters they mentioned, whether it is for the Communist Party or the National Party, are all characters that affect the whole body.

He Chen listened for a while, but kept his expression unchanged.The cards in the hand are played out one by one, and winning or losing is a matter of chips.

He didn't participate too much in the discussion, and only said one sentence at the end: "I only care about fighting, and we have to protect everything on this land. I don't care about the rest."

It doesn't matter if others are fighting to the death, as long as it doesn't fall on He Chen's head, and the Tai Sui doesn't turn their backs, life is going to be how it is, and if there is a war, then go to it.

In the end, whether you die or live, you should do your best to obey the destiny.As far as he is concerned, fate is engraved, and ants do not shake the sky.

Playing cards until two o'clock in the morning, everyone in the room feeling sleepy.The elderly master and wife couldn't bear it anymore, and after greeting the host and He Chen, they drove home.

The rest are young people, and the fun of playing cards is gone.The winner wants to continue, and the loser wants to lose his pants, but he doesn't want to come back.

Liang Zhen was one of them. He pushed away the cards, drank brandy, and turned around to call a dancer.The woman was sleepy at first, but when Mr. Liang called out, it was like money calling, and the whole person became energetic.

The women climbed over again shaking their waists, with a soft fragrance in their arms, and they were as beautiful as jade.Liang Zhen rolled up the money and inserted it through the button of the cheongsam on the dancer's chest: "Beauty, how many songs will you sing for me?"

"I hate it," the dancer acted angrily, but she was obedient, "What does Mr. Liang want to hear?"

Liang Zhen turned his head and asked He Chen: "Old He, what song are you listening to?"

The dancing girl was very close, and the strong smell of rouge made He Chen frown.He pushed the cards and stopped playing at all.Leng Peijiu was still sitting on the sofa, obedient as a rabbit, without saying a word.

He Chen sat down beside him, the woody fragrance washed away the rouge, and Commander He felt much better.

"If you don't listen, what you're singing is something."

"Hey, Commander, I know you are so cold about the boss's voice. But don't criticize me, the girls are singing popular, modern. What do you know, a bandit?"

He Chen sneered: "I don't understand? Are you fucking out of your mind?"

Only then did Liang Zhen pretend to have a sudden realization: "Oh, that's right, our Commander He is also someone who has stayed abroad. The piano prince back then was the most avant-garde and modern!"

Leng Peijiu looked at He Chen in surprise, she didn't expect him to have such talent!

"Don't tell me, really," Gong Li'an got down from the poker table and sat on the sofa, "Whenever we have the honor to hear our Commander He play another song, it will be—"

"Shut up," He Chen interrupted him with a dark face, "Do you want to try the horse whip again?"

Gong Li'an got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but think of the fact that he almost lost He Chen's soldiers because of a big intelligence problem in Beijing.If Commander He hadn't thought about his classmates' love back then, he would have beaten him to pieces with a whip.

"Come on, you are a bandit and you are a master." Gong Li'an waved his hand, "I can't afford to provoke you!"

Liang Zhen and Bai Ronghe laughed unkindly when they saw Gong Li'an deflated.The three of them gathered around, and Liang Zhen said, "Since you don't want to hear the dancing girl's melodious voice, how about asking Boss Leng to sing for us? Boss Leng has quite a lot of fans in this room."

Leng Peijiu was suddenly called by name, she was stunned for a long time, then turned to look at He Chen, asking what he meant.

He Chen looked around at the people in the living room, and finally turned his eyes to the corner, where he had been staring at Leng Peijiu, Director Hong.

"Do you want to sing?" he asked.

"what?"

Leng Peijiu was startled, she was ready to perform tonight.Now following He Chen, except as a last resort, everything should be obeyed by Commander He.

"Ah what, do you want to sing?"

Leng Peijiu's eyes turned hot: "Commander, Peijiu..."

He still couldn't say the word of refusal, this is not Beiping, not a place where he has crazy fanciers.This is Shanghai, and there are many good things here.

Leng Peijiu came out today, everyone liked it, got excited, and praised you as a fairy.Tomorrow there will be another gorgeous actress, who will be colder than your boss, and everyone will change the limelight to pursue others.

As a human being, the last thing you can do is to look up to yourself. When you should bow your head, you shouldn't take Joe.

What kind of eyesight does He Chen have? He can't understand Leng Peijiu's thoughts.

Immediately, Liang Zhen refused: "I don't want to sing, my man is out of the theater, and only I can hear what he sings."

As expected, Liang Zhen continued to tease: "Oh, our Commander He is so possessive. Tsk tsk, how dare you ask Boss Leng if you are still on stage? If you stop singing, all fans in Shanghai will cry to death. This can't be the second Beiping! Wow! Crying every day, it's like going to a grave!"

What Liang Zhen said made everyone laugh inexplicably.The young lady, the dancer and the servant all burst into laughter.Everyone laughed like a sieve, those gold rings, silver bracelets, gemstone necklaces, jade agates, shining brightly under the magnificent crystal chandelier in the room.

All of this is like a colorful dream in the middle of the night.

Leng Peijiu watched in a daze for a while, but this time she was more active: "Sing! Of course I will. In three days, Osmanthus Garden will be on stage and sing the complete version of Wang Baochuan!"

"Listen! We're going to grab tickets again!" Bai Ronghe loves to listen to operas. He and He Chen got together back then, most likely because of this common interest.

"No need," Leng Peijiu said, "Peijiu will give you a few tickets and reserve good seats for everyone. Welcome everyone."

These words have taken care of everyone's face, it's really not like what Leng Peijiu can say.

He Chen glanced at him with some surprise, rolled his Adam's apple and took a sip of wine: "Boss Leng, why do these few words sound so clever and enlightened?"

Commander He was imposing and stretched out his arms to wrap around Leng Peijiu's waist.

Leng Peijiu said with a smile, "Commander, you're flattering Peijiu again."

When Liang Zhen was studying abroad, he double majored in military science and psychology in university, and he did a lot of research on movement psychology.

At this moment, he sharply saw Leng Peijiu stiffen unnaturally, trying to escape, but finally, after a mental struggle, he reluctantly leaned towards He Chen.

Liang Zhen frowned, remembering the gossip news that had been circulating a while ago.Didn't Leng Peijiu love He Chen so much that she was so devoted to her?

What is the reason for this reaction?

Could it be that the news from Beiping has gone wrong? You must know that entertainment scandals are always indiscriminate.but……

Liang Zhen took another look at Leng Peijiu, who was smiling with her lips pursed in He Chen's arms, that's all, why should he get involved in the affairs of other people's couples.

The party lasted until four o'clock in the morning before it gained momentum.The house is smoky, like entering a fairyland, no different from an opium den.The woman fought back her tiredness, and finally took the money, took the tip, and walked away writhing her waist and hips.

He Chen stood up from the sofa, greeted Liang, Bai, Gong and others, and led Leng Peijiu to leave in a car.

The sky is dark, with a layer of bright blue on the horizon, and it seems that dawn will come soon.The air was cold and fresh, and the car windows were wide open, blowing the two of them awake.

Leng Peijiu suddenly said: "Commander, Peijiu has a request, can I discuss it with the commander?"

He Chen opened his slightly closed eyes, his bottomless black pupils were like whirlpools.Staring at him for a moment, said: "Talk."

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The late-night club here has just ended a decadent party, and Lian Ming, who is about to fall asleep, suddenly feels his body sink.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but Su Muyu's exquisite collarbone and most of his chest came into view.

Lian Ming's brain hurt, and then he met Su Muyu's surprised and confused eyes.

"Boss Su, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

"Young Master Lian, I think I remembered."

"Ok?"

"Who's in that car!"