Costume Mountains and Rivers

Shen Peinan said: "They are not the wives of these people. They are all geisha supporting the war. They are very ostentatious in Japan. When they come to China, they can only serve as official prostitutes for these dwarfs. It's very pitiful." He stroked Mo Qinghe's hair Unexpectedly, I rubbed a hand with hair tonic, and applied too much, I couldn't help frowning and said: "Look at what you did, like a..."

He wanted to say that he was not a man or a woman like an actor, but suddenly remembered that Mo Qinghe was an actor, so he stumbled for a while.

Mo Qinghe didn't care at all: "I learned from Yun Yang, so I have to dress like this to make myself feel embarrassed. Even though those robes and mandarin jackets you bought look like little pink heads, they are Chinese clothes after all. You can wear them here. Dirty good stuff."

Shen Peinan glared at Mo Qinghe, he felt that this little actor suddenly became more courageous, he had always been submissive before, but now he dared to talk back and make jokes, which was quite interesting.However, Mo Qinghe was still thinking about the topic of official prostitutes, she raised her head and asked, "What if you think about it when you are fighting outside and not staying in the city?"

Shen Peinan's answer was very simple: "Hand."

Mo Qinghe's eyes lit up. He thought this was a great opportunity to apply for long-term follow-up with Shen Peinan, and he blinked twice: "You can take me with you in the future, I can read, I can settle accounts, and I can sleep with you at night. Being your adjutant is much better than the bluffing Xiao Gu you use now."

Shen Peinan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped him on the back of the head: "I don't have time to spare, I'll go and sing your show when the time comes, your small body with no flesh is not good enough to block bullets."

Mo Qinghe rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Mo Qinghe was not in a bad mood, he did go to the grocery store owned by Lao Yan to buy two catties of preserved apricots last night, and more importantly, he gave an assignment.

This time the meeting went smoothly. He reported the names of the officers who participated in the banquet yesterday and the news that Lieutenant General Fujiwara would come to China to Lao Yan, and received a compliment. A division commander of the national army who was not present at all was edited in, making the false impression that the intelligence provider did not attend the banquet, and might even be a reporter who was stationed outside.

Mo Qinghe didn't mention that Shen Peinan took bribes, because he thought it would be a wonderful thing to beat the Japanese with Japanese money.Inspired by this, he became overwhelmed, and not only asked Shen Peinan to subsidize the military with the 5 yuan he promised to himself, but also almost took off the ring, asking him to exchange it for gold bars to buy a rifle.After listening to his sincere and ignorant suggestion, Shen Peinan was stunned for a full minute, pounding the table and laughing until he died.

Mo Qinghe didn't bother to pay attention to him, she was only thinking about the assassination operation discussed with Lao Yan.

His original goal was to get rid of Kawata Nakasao, but after some discussion, he and Lao Qiang agreed that Kawada's backer, Lieutenant General Fujiwara, was a big fish alive and kicking.In order to achieve the goal of killing Fujiwara, Mo Qinghe must find a way to help Shen Peinan win Fujiwara Hua's security work, and steal the exact time and place of the meeting, deploy guards, and place undercover agents in the guard team, which will definitely make Fujiwara never return. .

With this new goal, Mo Qinghe feels that today's scene is not too difficult.

Mo Qinghe first sent Shen Peinan to the auditorium, walked through the hall, and as soon as he entered the gate of the theatre, Mo Qinghe realized that the big stage had been changed for the sake of these Japanese officers, and all the rows of seats in front of the stage had been removed. In the empty hall, there are more than a dozen smoking couches, each with a small wooden table, with smoke lamps, smoking guns and opium creams, and there are also painted small goldfish dishes with fresh fish and sashimi. Sushi rolls.

Several officers including Kawata had already arrived, and they were lazily leaning on the cigarette couch, puffing out their clouds. A woman in kimono was kneeling beside each of them, burning cigarettes with lowered eyebrows.Compared with the serious appearance at Shen Peinan's house the day before, they are extremely relaxed today, with their military jackets thrown aside and their shirts buttoned crookedly.

Hearing the movement, Chuantian turned his head and saw that it was Mo Qinghe, and cast two burning eyes on him.

Qinghe got goosebumps all over his body because of him, and didn't want to say a word to him, grabbed Shen Peinan and whispered a word not to eat cigarettes with them, then wanted to run backstage, but Shen Peinan became like a hooligan when he saw Chuanta, He said hello skillfully in Japanese, pulled two buttons and lay down on the cigarette couch, lit a little girl in his arms, took the pipe, took a puff with enjoyment, and exhaled blue smoke from his mouth .

When he looked up at Mo Qinghe again, there was vague desire in his eyes.

Mo Qinghe stomped her feet angrily, simply ignored him, and ran to the backstage to act in a play, but just halfway through her face, when the door of the backstage opened, a little Huadan who was dressed as a matchmaker in the west wing came in lightly, He wagged his head and tail as he walked, as if there was no one else around, and following his steps, a strong smell of French cologne came over his face, which almost made people stumble.

Mo Qinghe stared at the figure reflected in the makeup mirror, and suddenly felt that this person was very familiar from top to bottom. Looking closer, Qinghe's scalp was numb. It was none other than the person who was playing the matchmaker. His younger brother Hang Yunyang who scolded him!

He was startled, and the face-scratching brush fell from his hand with a snap, throwing a bunch of pink oil paint ideas on the ground.

"Yunyang?"

The matchmaker was playing with a silver hairpin, when she heard the words, she raised her eyes and glanced upwards, then raised her chin a little, acting like a frivolous little gentleman, he asked in surprise: "Brother Qinghe?"

This time it was right, Mo Qinghe leaned back heavily in the chair, knowing that this matter was going to be bad.

Mo Qinghe prides himself on his profound skills, and he understands the opera words by heart, so he doesn't need to ask who to play with, and the opera troupe was chosen by Shen Peinan himself, so he trusts him very much, so he never thought that he would be here with this incompetent junior meet in this situation.

Hang Yunyang was also stunned, staring at Mo Qinghe's half-painted face in a daze, after a while he came back to his senses, his smile was contemptuous, and he squeezed his throat and said: "I said which character took Yingying's role , it turned out to be Senior Brother, I was convinced."

He held up a finger, put his middle finger and thumb together in an orchid shape, slowly drew a circle on his chest, stopped at the highest point, pointed at Mo Qinghe's nose and said with a smile: "Today the invitation hall will meet you!" It’s Japan’s Kawata Nakasa, isn’t my brother a firm advocate of resisting Japan, why did he become the protagonist?”

Mo Qinghe couldn't explain it, his face was embarrassed as if he had swallowed a fly, but Yun Yang walked up to Mo Qinghe with a smile as if he was used to it, picked up another brand new brush, dipped it in oil paint to draw his face, and thoughtfully said : "Brother, you can't teach me this time, but well, that's right, sooner or later, Peiping will belong to the Japanese, and now it's better to have a good relationship with the imperial army than to regret it when you have nowhere to go in the future. "

Mo Qinghe's face was flushed red, he wished he could hold down this junior brother, and slapped his mouth hard, but he knew that he had no face, and his appearance in front of Hang Yunyang at this moment was equivalent to slapping himself hand.

He forced himself to maintain a calm expression on his face, and held Yunyang's hand: "Brother today is out of necessity, what's the matter with you, have you forgotten what you promised me last time?"

Hang Yunyang's voice was full of makeup, his eyes were so charming that he almost became a fox, and he replied: "Actually, my brother taught me a lesson last time, and I also want to change it, but I met Mr. Chen Zongyi in Beiping a few days ago. I also know that he works for the Japanese, and since I follow him, I don’t care about the righteousness of the nation.” He breathed a sigh of relief, and said in an old-fashioned tone, “The world is not good, and the national government does not have Japan as its backer. Insurance, you should also restrain yourself, don't talk nonsense just because you have a few Qiuba in your man's hands!"

Chen Zongyi, as Hang Yunyang said, was a well-known traitor in Beiping and Tianjin. He claimed that he never cared about politics, and only concentrated on running boats between China and Japan to make money, selling arms, smuggling cultural relics, and even reselling the military situation of the Nanjing government. The asylum made a lot of money for the country.

Mo Qinghe couldn't listen anymore, his whole body was trembling with anger, and when his jaw moved, Hang Yunyang lost his pen and made a wrong stroke.There was a copper washbasin filled with hot water on the sandalwood stand. Mo Qinghe picked up a drenched towel to wipe his face, then suddenly changed direction halfway, and threw the towel at Hang Yunyang!

Yun Yang didn't dodge, and let out a scream, was splashed with water all over his body and face, and when he raised his head again, his expression was not good-looking.

Mo Qinghe trembled: "If I had known that you were a bastard, I should have let the master beat you to death in the first place, so as to save myself from embarrassing myself now!"

Hang Yunyang knew that what he was doing was shameless, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed when he mentioned Mo Qinghe. Now that his senior brother has also fallen into the quagmire, he is no longer afraid.

He glanced at Qing He coldly, pointed at him, and his middle finger was a pink diamond ring the size of a pea, which was so pure that it dazzled people's eyes: "Brother, what are you pretending to do when you're at this level? I'm singing for the Japanese." Is it because I am sorry for Master, and you are worthy of singing to them?"

"We simply invited Senior Brother Liu Chu. You sing Tsing Yi, I sing Hua Dan, and Liu Chu still sings his Wu Sheng, just like when I was a child, how wonderful!"

Mo Qinghe stood up suddenly, her mind was buzzing, and she almost lost her breath.

The backstage door was slammed open, and the person who broke in this time was Shen Peinan, probably due to the effect of the smoke. He was far from calm and self-sufficient as usual, with a groggy look on his face, trying to stay awake.

He explained as he walked: "Xiao Mo, don't sing in the West Chamber today. A friend named Chen came and changed the matchmaker's role. You know that person..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, because seeing Hang Yunyang, he realized that he was late.

Indignant and aggrieved, Mo Qinghe threw herself into Shen Peinan's arms.

"This is the last scene. I won't sing from now on. Yun Yang is right. I've made the show dirty, and I don't have the face to stand on the stage!"

Shen Peinan saw that the two little actors were in a tense posture, and understood everything. He hugged Qing He tightly, and replied in a low voice: "Okay, I won't sing in the future, I will support you, you can read, you can settle accounts, no After singing, come and be my adjutant."