Costume Mountains and Rivers

The night wind is fresh and cool, and the dark blue sky is covered with a layer of sheep-shaped curly clouds, which are blown by the wind and move quickly, revealing a burning moon.

The sudden moonlight illuminated the scenery in the courtyard into Qiongyu carved with jade. Mo Qinghe stood by the window, deeply inhaled a mouthful of flower-scented air into her lungs, looked back at Shen Peinan, curled her legs slightly, and stretched her arms He jumped down and landed in the muddy land that had just been reclaimed.

Although it is on the second floor, the roof of the Western-style building is higher than that of ordinary houses. The impact from the soles of his feet almost made him stumble. Mo Qinghe immediately retracted his belly and rolled forward on the spot. Standing up with strength, he patted the dirt on his knees.

There was a clatter behind him, and Shen Peinan also jumped down. Seeing that Mo Qinghe was not injured, he pulled him up and ran silently towards the team at the back gate of the garden.

After the moon hid in the clouds again, Mo Qinghe followed Shen Peinan while running, while trying to identify this quiet and rigorous team in the dark night. After seeing the leader's appearance clearly, he was able to confirm his guess. It is the cavalry that Shen Peinan regards as his favorite, but tonight there are people without horses, and only about one platoon of troops is assembled. The most peculiar thing is that no one wears military uniforms, and everyone is all dressed in white double-breasted jackets and green cloth trousers , wearing old rubber-soled cloth shoes, if you don't carefully observe their standing posture and neat cut-offs, you will simply mistake them for a group of organized rickshaw drivers.

The leader of the team is the captain of the cavalry team, named Sun Jicheng. Since the soldiers of this team are drawn from each battalion and company, they are not included in the establishment, so everyone never calls him a military position, and everyone calls him Instructor Sun.

Seeing Shen Peinan coming through the window, Sun Jicheng stood at attention with both feet and paid a military salute first, then shifted his gaze to Mo Qinghe, looked at his glamorous image from head to toe, couldn't help frowning, and asked: "Who is he?" What are you here for?"

Shen Peinan pushed Mo Qinghe forward: "He wants to join the army, you take him and see if it's the material."

Sun Jicheng was stunned for a long time, and seeing that Shen Peinan didn't mean to be joking, he replied: "Report to the master! This is not a theater troupe, and I can't afford to support the young master. I'm afraid..." He glanced at Mo Qinghe again, wondering: "This thin skin Tender meat, I'm afraid there is no job he can do."

Shen Peinan spat, pushed Sun Jicheng's forehead vigorously, and cursed: "Stinky boy, I can't even order you around now? He can't, so you teach him, let him carry the big bag for you first!"

Sun Jicheng had a bitter expression on his face, but immediately restrained his expression when he heard the words, saluted a standard military salute, and replied simply: "Yes!"

After the ceremony, he took a step back and entered the team, and suddenly laughed ambiguously. The soldiers had been holding back, seeing him laughing, they couldn't help but bow their heads and start snickering.

Mo Qinghe blushed, it turned out that Sun Jicheng and Shen Peinan had similar temperaments and were highly regarded. He considered himself a tough guy who defended his family and the country, and he always looked down on these actors.Every time Sun Jicheng came to the Zhou Mansion to report on work, he would always meet Mo Qinghe either playing the qin and singing with a fragrant aroma, or playing mahjong with his orchid fingers raised and playing mahjong in the tone of a rabbit. The fortune-teller and others regarded him as a disaster for the country, and they always gave him a blank look, deliberately looking for some discomfort.At this time, I heard that the second chair who eats by the back door wanted to join the army as a soldier, but he didn't say anything, but he felt very funny in his heart.

Shen Peinan didn't have time to take care of this, his adjutant parked the car in front of him, opened the door respectfully, Shen Peinan turned around to give Sun Jicheng some instructions, took three guards, and stepped into the car.

Sun Jicheng saluted the car again until he could no longer hear the sound of the engine running. He turned around and made a gesture. The team responded immediately and automatically divided into groups of six. Each team dispersed and marched along the path silently.

Soon, under the cover of night, only Sun Jicheng, four other soldiers and a wooden box with ammunition on the ground were left beside Mo Qinghe.

Sun Jicheng didn't act in a hurry, and said with a smirk to Mo Qinghe: "We are going to run there. Boss Mo is weak, so he doesn't know if he can run or not? Shall we call a rickshaw and hire an old lady to take care of you? "

Mo Qinghe saw that he was deliberately finding fault, so she moved her hands and feet joints first, and said with a stiff neck, "Just run, if I say I'm tired, I will clean your shoes for a year!"

He looked at the remaining four plainclothes soldiers, and added solemnly: "There are still theirs."

The troops have been fighting outside for a long time, and there has always been a tradition of solving physical problems in private. These soldiers are the elite of each company, each of them is strong and vigorous. Pigs can have bright eyes, let alone a little actor like Mo Qinghe who specializes in serving men. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on him and booed in a strange way.

No one dared to really touch Mr. Shen's people. Sun Jicheng saw that the time was almost up, and he ordered everyone to be quiet, and lined up in broken steps, ready to go.He turned his head and looked at the soldier carrying the ammunition box at the end of the team, and suddenly frowned, pointing at Mo Qinghe, he said to the burly soldier, "Third brother, give him the box and let the actor carry it."

The strong man called the third child was a simple and honest man. He looked at Mo Qinghe in a white suit, with long legs and thin waist, as tender as milk, he hesitated and did not move.Sun Jicheng gave him a hard look, so he had no choice but to put the box on the ground and motioned for Qinghe to carry it.

Mo Qinghe stepped forward to try it out, and felt that it weighed at least fifty or sixty catties, so she felt a little guilty in her heart. The young man was studying drama to train his strength. The master was afraid that his muscles would agglomerate and affect his slender figure, so he never trained his explosive power. Endurance, so it is not a big deal for him to carry the box for an hour or two, but it is a problem to move it.Afraid of losing his waist, he used the argument that a man can bend and stretch, and said to the third child: "Brother, give me a hand, my waist is weak and I can't move this."

The third child is a simple and honest man, he readily picked up the box and put it on Mo Qinghe's shoulder, seeing that he was steady, he let go of his hands and said to Mo Qinghe: "You run for a while, if you can't run, call brother to help you."

Sun Jicheng didn't give everyone time, he took the lead and ran quickly, turned around and yelled loudly: "Trash, I only know how to waste time, wait for the last group to be punished by the teacher! Run, run!"

Mo Qinghe scolded the bastard, followed two steps crookedly, and gradually found her balance, then adjusted her breathing and slowly caught up with the team.The third child was afraid that he would get hurt, so he kept following him nervously, whispering as he ran, "Don't blame him, all recruits have to go through this kind of training, we suffered much more than you back then!"

Mo Qinghe was afraid of getting angry, so she just nodded and didn't dare to open her mouth. She followed the team and ran all the way through the dark alleys and alleys. It was clear that the autumn night was cool, but he seemed to be stuffed in a huge cage, not getting enough air out, the tendons in his calves shrunk, and sweat dripped down.

The most painful thing about this kind of running is that you don't know where the destination is. Shen Peinan didn't tell him what he was going to do tonight, and Sun Jicheng didn't say how long it was until the end. He even made things difficult for Mo Qinghe on purpose and asked the team to run in a zigzag line. After a while, change the rankings, let the last one overtake No.1, once he sees that Mo Qinghe has mastered the new rules and his pace is relaxed, he will leisurely run to his side, saying hurtful words one after another.

"If you can't run, we have to run all the way to Tianjin, and it will take a day at the earliest!"

"Little He Ye'er, you are obviously a boy, why do you pretend to be a woman with your fingers up every day?"

"He Ye'er, have you ever tasted a woman's taste? Is it for a woman's pleasure, or for a man's pleasure?"

"Tell me, why does the master love you? I heard that our master is very powerful. How many times can he make you comfortable in one night?"

Mo Qinghe wished to cut Sun Jicheng into pieces, he didn't even have the strength to speak at this moment, he scolded the villain a thousand times in his heart, but found that besides making him miss the joy of lying in Shen Peinan's arms in a daze, almost To no avail, he began to recite the Communist Manifesto silently, remembering Li Dazhao's impassioned speeches when he was righteous, the hardships and hardships of comrades who climbed the snowy mountains and grasslands, and thinking of the distant but bright Yan'an, he suddenly felt that what he had experienced was nothing at all, a warm feeling Power filled from the bottom of his heart to his whole body, which made him forget the pain, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He looked up at the moon, and a firm belief rose from the depths of his exhaustion. He felt that the days he and Shen Peinan were living at every step were not worth it. They should reach an agreement and go to Yan'an together, away from the smoky dens and courtesans with their thighs exposed , stay away from partisanship, and participate in a joyful and glorious future together.

Just fantasizing all the way, listening to Sun Jicheng's ridicule all the way, I actually ran for an hour without knowing it. I turned in front of a Chinese medicine shop and exited the alley. I saw a military jeep waiting under the sycamore tree by the roadside. Everyone got into the car one by one, the street was clean at night, and the road was unimpeded. After another half an hour, Mo Qinghe jumped out of the car and found that, including Shen Peinan's car, a total of 23 soldiers from four groups had arrived.

The neon lights in the square were flashing, and people were coming and going. They were at the Qianmen Railway Station in Beiping.

Mo Qinghe was being bullied, and when she saw Shen Peinan getting out of the car, she ran into his arms like a sparrow, without caring about the laughter and onlookers of the soldiers. Feeling the flames, he got out of the car with the box and chased after two steps. Seeing the two hugging and talking under the electric light sign, he shut his mouth. The staff arrived on time."

Shen Peinan took out his pocket watch to check the time, raised his head, cleared his throat, and scolded Sun Jicheng for his marching speed. After cursing and cursing, he suddenly found that he was actually sweating, and he was carrying the ammunition box himself. Let Xiao Mo carry it? Why are you so active?"

Sun Jicheng, a veteran soldier, was so slippery. He had already sensed the temper of the teacher, carefully placed the box on the ground, stood his legs, and said seriously: "Report, this box is not heavy enough. Next time, I will replace it with a heavy one. I'll let him carry it again!"

After speaking, he showed a flattering smile, leaned in front of Shen Peinan, slapped his right fist hard on his left palm, winked and said: "Hey, we don't care if we are rough and thick, we don't care if we run or fall. Boss Mo has a small body and a beautiful person. You don’t feel sorry for us, but you do.”

He completely forgot that even if he really took care of Mo Qinghe and didn't let him carry the box, he didn't have to go into battle himself. He smiled and turned his head to ask Mo Qinghe to affirm his words, but then he realized that he really took this The little opera singer has become his own soldier, a little bitch like him, why don't he seize the opportunity to bite back at this time?

Sun Jicheng was regretting that he only cared about hurting him all the way, and forgot to teach him the basic rules of upholding the chief in any situation, only to see Mo Qinghe blinking his eyes, and reported to Shen Peinan seriously: "I originally carried it. I couldn’t hold on any longer, so I changed to Instructor Sun, he took special care of me all the way, and even took a break for me several times, so everyone was late.”

Shen Peinan walked towards the station with his arms around Mo Qinghe's shoulders, and Sun Jicheng led the team to follow behind, staring at the slender figure of the little actor, still a little dizzy, and said to himself: "This little rabbit is stubborn and clever, It's like a soldier."

More than 20 people packed two train carriages, one for the soldiers, and one for Shen Peinan, Mo Qinghe and Sun Jicheng alone. The guns and ammunition were already in place, and they even prepared two sets of coarse cloth shorts and guns the same as the soldiers. Ask Shen and Mo to change the black cloth shoes.

These two people are used to wearing good clothes, and at first glance they dressed up as working people, and they looked quite happy. Shen Peinan was tall and burly, barely looking like a worker, Mo Qinghe was white and full of flaws, and Sun Jicheng was amazing. After getting a handful of soot, I caught him wiping it all over, and got some traditional Chinese medicine on my body to cover up the smell of perfume and cream, and then let him pass.

The train was rattling, the night was getting deeper and deeper, and it was impossible to see anything outside. The three of them closed the curtains and lowered their voices to discuss the arrangement of this trip.

It turned out that Shen Peinan's words about the street fighting were true. According to the news that he bought three gold bars from Chen Zongyi, the second-ranked member of the Nanjing Party Intelligence Department after Boss Dai, a member of the Fuxing Society with the pseudonym "Jiangshan", surrendered to Japan. Around four in the morning, under the protection of a convoy composed of more than 30 Japanese soldiers, they will sail eastward with a large amount of information to seek asylum.

This Jiang Shan used to be Zhou Rubai's colleague, but he is far more important than Zhou Rubai. He has all the negotiation materials for Jiang Zhongzheng seeking US military support, the military deployment of the Chinese army in various cities, and more importantly, he has been secretly investigating Wang Zhaoming. Therefore, as soon as they heard about this person’s defection, the various factions of the party reached a consensus in the shortest possible time. Jiangshan must not be allowed to leave Tianjin alive, and the Japanese must not be caught by the party-state for “deliberately provoking war”.

Therefore, this thorny matter that cannot be confronted head-on, nor can it be solved by assassination, was processed by Shen Peinan's head, which never followed the right path, and came up with a method that stunned Mo Qinghe - everyone pretended to be the Communist Party, and used the Communist Party militia In a late-night city sniper battle, Jiang Shan was killed in Tianjin Wei.

The train arrived in Tianjin three hours later. It was already one o'clock in the morning, the sky was drizzling, the roads were quiet, all foreign firms, cafes, teahouses, and banks were closed, and the whole city was immersed in a sound sleep.

The street was wet with rain, reflecting cold light like asphalt. A team came silently stepping on the water, as swift as a shadow, as erratic as a ghost, marching in twos and threes, looking for the best high sniper spots on both sides of the road. .

Mo Qinghe and Shen Peinan are climbing up an empty critical two-story building, using an abandoned bedroom with the best view as the command post, each occupying one side of the window, and looking up at each other from time to time, the ease of departure at this moment has been completely overwhelmed The air was filled with the fishy sweetness of the rain and the pocket watch's extremely thin "cha-cha-" sound, the two held their breaths and waited for a night attack.