Costume Mountains and Rivers

Mo Liuchu didn't speak, put the towel into the hot water basin and soaked it, took it out and twisted it, and wiped it vigorously on his face, a large area of ​​red, yellow, white and black covered his gray complexion and heavy tiredness.

Mo Qinghe lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "Liu Chu, I sent someone to invite you several times for the elegant gathering at home today, but if you didn't come, I'll come and see you."

Mo Liuchu nodded, and continued to remove makeup without stopping.

The room is too quiet, although the sundries are piled full, it still makes people feel empty.

There was a group of children's footsteps in the corridor, and someone yelled loudly: "Ah, ah, ah..." The children burst into laughter, slapped their silver guns a few times, and stepped on their soap boots. The wooden floor with the red carpet ran away with a hollow echo.

The door of the corridor closed with a creak, and the old man who watched the door shouted inside: "Talk slowly, the two bosses. I will leave the door for you." The young Zhou Lang, no matter where he is, he doesn’t feel ashes disappear. Helian Huanggai is secretly hurt, and the mast and oar that broke Cao just died a while ago, but the river is still hot with this fierce battle, so that I feel miserable..."

The voice gradually faded away.

Mo Liuchu stood up, turned his back to Mo Qinghe, and was washing towels in the washbasin. The sound of the water was rushing. Looking at his back, Mo Qinghe felt depressed and bitter, and blurted out: "Brother, I have never lied to you since I was a child, me, me and Shen Peinan, we...we..."

"I know, he retired, and you even sang Farewell My Concubine for a while. The tabloids are all full, so you are blind when you are a senior?" Mo Liuchu quietly twisted the towel, and tilted his head back: "Brother, don't you?" Blame you, you have grown up and know what a lover is and what a relative is."

He was silent for a while, and said, "Are they treating you well?"

Mo Qinghe was taken aback, realized that he was asking about the Shen family, and said in a low voice: "It's not very good, considering Shen Peinan's face, it's not too difficult."

Liu Chu hummed lightly, and picked up the water basin: "Don't let them abuse you, you can't let them abuse your character."

Mo Qinghe took two steps forward, with a relaxed smile on his face, and quickly said: "Senior brother, you don't know, although his eldest brother and second brother are not very good, but Miss Piaoping is very straightforward, I tried it What she means is that she absolutely supports the Anti-Japanese War. There is a powerful old lady. The entire Shen family listens to her. She also insists on fighting against the so-called Greater East Asia Common Prosperity. Also, I heard a news that Wang Jingwei has no real power now. Now, as long as Chiang Kai-shek gives an order, the people of the whole country can unite..."

"Dang bang."

The washbasin in Mo Liuchu's hand fell to the ground, and half of the water was poured out, splashing his shoes and the trousers of his water jacket. Mo Qinghe wanted to clean it up for him, but Liuchu stepped back and said, "Don't say gone."

The second half of Mo Qinghe's words choked in his throat. Looking at Mo Liuchu's face, he just felt that he was very strange today. In the past, the senior brother would strictly demand him, reprimand him loudly, and teach him like a brother. She will also coax him gently, but she has never been so indifferent and tired like now.

Mo Qinghe picked up the washbasin, slowly put it back on the wooden shelf, lowered her head and said: "Liu Chu, you are still angry with me."

Mo Liuchu sat back on the stool and looked straight at himself in the mirror. Mo Qinghe followed him obediently. Seeing that there was still a bit of oil paint on his face, he picked up a stack of toilet paper from the table and dipped it in his face. The water wiped him off, then raised his eyes to look in the mirror, carefully examining Liu Chu's face.

Liu Chu is really good-looking, not like Shen Peinan's thick-headed gangster, he is fair and heroic, with sword eyebrows and thin lips, and his facial features are refreshing and neat, not messy at all.When he was popular at the beginning, there were ladies holding flowers and blocking him at the back door of the theater every day. Liu Chu took it and gave it to Mo Qinghe. Mo Qinghe followed him with a smile. The tall and tall figure...

Mo Qinghe wanted to say that we are brothers and relatives who depend on each other, but he was afraid of saying the wrong thing again, so he hesitated, looked at the gray face in the mirror, and suddenly exclaimed: "Brother, you His complexion is very bad."

He said casually, but Mo Liuchu trembled in shock, tightly clutching a cloisonné box containing oil paint, knocked it on the table, turned the mirror over forcefully, revealing the faded female star on the back Advertising stickers.

Mo Qinghe was taken aback by his reaction, Liu Chu also felt out of control, sat for a while, and said softly: "Shaoxuan."

"Senior brother didn't sing well in today's play, I will sing this one tomorrow, you can practice with me."

Mo Qinghe smiled, and readily agreed: "Hey, it's done."

The two of them each took their costumes, walked out of the house, walked through the silent corridor one after the other, the floor was covered with a red carpet, it had been worn for too long, it was bald and hard, and when they stomped their feet, they kicked up a cloud of dust , The play garden has been cleared, the light bulbs have been extinguished, the road is dimly seen, and many swords and sticks are piled up in the shadows on both sides of the corridor, decorated with red tassels, all of which are the deepest childhood memories.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the stage, and there were empty seats under the stage, with dried fruit shells all over the floor that hadn’t been cleaned in time, without the audience and lights, the stage looked very old and empty, with flower balls made of bright red silk and satin hanging down from the sides , four wooden pillars support the corners of the platform.

No matter how good the small backyard at home is, it is not as fun as this big stage. Mo Qinghe swept down, feeling that her bones were itching, and with both hands, she turned somersaults to the opposite corner of the stage, stopped neatly, and moved her arms He raised it above his head, stretched it back and forth vigorously, and smiled at Mo Liuchu: "How about it, have you not lost your kung fu?"

Mo Liuchu walked to Mo Qinghe's side with square steps, and bowed to him. Mo Qinghe restrained his smile, bowed his knees and returned a blessing, and began to sing in the empty theater.

The movements that have been performed thousands of times, the winking eyes that have been cast thousands of times, sometimes coquettish, sometimes sad, the handsome scholar surrounds the beauty, acting more and more realistically, the love in his eyes becomes more and more intense, and will live forever Her spirit and coquettishness were all used on him, to please him, to fawn on him, and to protect him with outstretched hands.The tone of the voice was up and down, piercing the drowsy air and floating fine ash, winding around the dusty wooden beams, and piercing straight into Su San's ears.

Mo Liu Chu Nian: "Third Sister and I are a couple in need. We have not repaid our two gifts of money, so why don't we come to visit?"

Mo Qinghe: "Sanlang, you have a great future. If I, a poor-fated person, interfere with your future, wouldn't it be an unforgivable crime for me? I dare not expect you to save me. Seeing this today, I would die willing , get out of prison quickly!"

And there is a slang in Peking Opera: Qianjin speaks and sings four times.Sentimental and merciless, righteous and unrighteous, it all lies in the chants and sighs, Mo Liuchu pondered for a moment, and read: "Little future, how can we compare to the love between you and me, third sister, if I can't save you, even if What's the use of a salary of a thousand bells and a top-ranked official!"

Mo Qinghe was surprised and delighted, and when Liu Chu finished reading, he took a deep breath and sang: "Sanlang! The poor man..." He stopped suddenly, burst out laughing, glanced at Mo Liuchu, shook his head and said : "Brother, you don't need to practice anymore, you sing really well."

The voice echoed, and it sounded very loud. He said proudly: "I just said that Mo Liuchu's Xiaosheng opera is a must in the capital, and I will sing it like this tomorrow. I wonder if the boss dares to look down on people!"

The smile on his face didn't stop, Mo Liuchu stared into his junior's pure eyes, his whole body began to tremble slightly, he took half a step back, rubbed his cheeks with his hands, but his shoulders trembled even more.

Mo Qinghe walked to him in surprise: "Liu Chu, are you feeling well?"

Mo Liuchu suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at Mo Qinghe, his gaze suddenly became more intense, it was pitch black, like a wolf lurking.Mo Qinghe was startled, and instinctively stepped back, but was hugged by Mo Liuchu.

Trembling, he confessed almost in pain: "Shaoxuan, Shaoxuan, follow me."

"Liu Chu, don't..." Mo Qinghe struggled, Liu Chu pushed him to the ground with all his strength, Mo Qinghe staggered two steps, finally couldn't bear the burden on his shoulders, and knelt down with a plop.Mo Liuchu held him in his arms, unbuttoned his suit vest, stroked his chest through the white shirt, kissed his cheek lightly, and murmured: "Shaoxuan, you are mine, It was when I was a child, and it is still now, you must be mine, you forget about that Shen Peinan, come back, ah..."

Mo Qinghe had goosebumps all over his body, and felt a strong sense of humiliation from being touched without permission. He refused to give in, and with a sudden force on his legs, he escaped from the imprisonment, fastened buttons while running, and rushed to the edge of the stage , palm on the railing, a neat kite turned over, jumped onto the nearest table, and landed with a thud.

"Senior brother!" He turned around, fastened the last button, and stared at Mo Liuchu with burning eyes, "I can't change my attitude towards him."

He was about to leave when he finished speaking, but there was a strange sound behind him, he didn't know whether it was moaning or whimpering, Mo Liuchu curled up, veins popped out on the back of his long and thin hands, he clutched the hair on his forehead, and muttered to himself: "Let's go, That's too late."

Mo Qinghe saw that his senior brother was behaving strangely, so he didn't dare to really leave, and stood watching from a distance. Mo Liuchu raised his head, squeezed out a smile, and said: "Our play is over, and yours has just begun. , let's go, let's go."

His smile was calm, and Mo Qinghe agreed. Looking back, it was already dark outside. He was afraid that the driver would wait in a hurry, so he hesitated and said: "Brother, I'm leaving, and I will bring Yunyang and the others to listen to you tomorrow." play."

Liu Chu was noncommittal and kept a gentle smile on his face. Mo Qinghe was still not at ease, but she wanted to stay here in order not to cause another misunderstanding to her senior brother, so she bowed, turned around and strode out the door.

Mo Liuchu waited for a long time, confirmed that he would not come back, and suddenly squatted down covering his abdomen, buried his head in his chest, as if kicked by an invisible person, his whole body trembled, and tears kept pouring out , rolling and twitching back and forth on the stage, raised one hand, and banged on the floor.

The floral curtain in the backstage was lifted, and two figures flashed out. The young man walking in front had a beautiful face and was wearing a white kimono. He was the personal bodyguard of the dead Lieutenant General Fujiwara, Kuichi Mizutani.

Mo Liuchu stared at him with his red eyes open, while Shui Gu smiled elegantly and looked down at him.

"It turns out that the Shen family, which has always declared that it is willing to work together with Dean Wang to contribute to the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, advocates confrontation with the Great Japan?" He smiled at the middle-aged man behind him dressed as a follower in Japanese, Turning to look at Mo Liuchu again, his expression suddenly changed, he stepped on Liuchu's hand, rolled on the ground a few times, and changed his Chinese viciously: "You didn't ask a single word I asked you to ask. !"

Mo Liuchu's eyes were shattered, and the corner of his mouth was drooling. He grabbed Shui Gu's ankle with his backhand and struggled: "You kill me, I can't do it, I won't do it!"

Shui Gu had an extra black pistol in his hand. He knelt down, pointed the muzzle at Mo Liuchu's temple, and asked softly, "You don't want that thing anymore?" As soon as he stretched out his hand, the man understood, and found a small oil paper bag and a syringe from his pocket and handed them to him.Shui Gu held the paper bag between two fingers, and waved it around in front of Mo Liuchu, like teasing a very hungry dog ​​with a meat bun. He watched his eyeballs follow the direction of his fingers with a smile, and said with a smile : "There is a saying in Chinese opera, 'Going on stage depends on the eyes, and you can have all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.' Sure enough."

The muzzle of the gun pushed Mo Liuchu's temple twice more. Mo Liuchu's face was covered with oil and sweat, and he hit the stage with his fist one after another. , shouted at the ceiling hoarsely, and said to Mizutani: "Kill me, what's the difference between living like this and being dead..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, tears and snot dripped down his nose, and finally there were only heavy breathing and half-sentence groans, the smile on Shui Gu's face disappeared, and he looked at Mo Liuchu thoughtfully, thinking After a while, he put down the pistol, but threw the paper bag and the syringe on Mo Liuchu's chest, clapped his hands and said, "I won't kill you, I want you to know what happens if you break the contract." After he finished speaking, he stood up on his knees .

Mo Liuchu looked at Shui Gu, and when he was sure that he had no other intentions, he held the things he got as if he had found a treasure, and staggered towards the backstage, and suddenly tripped in two steps, and fell to the ground repeatedly, After a few times, I finally lifted the curtain and entered the backstage.Mizutani couldn't help laughing at his embarrassed look.

He waved his hand at his attendant, and said in Japanese: "Look, he is very stubborn, and he still refuses to reveal a word of the truth." After speaking, he walked to the edge of the stage, turned over and jumped off, and asked as he walked: "Our Great Japan is A country that pays attention to politeness never does things that are difficult for others. Since I can't know Master Shen's movements, it is useless to keep Mo Qinghe's line. On the contrary, once the identity of Mo Qinghe's spy is disclosed, Mr. Mo can know , in Beiping, only the Great Japan can provide him and his junior brother with asylum."

Every time he said a word, the attendant nodded obsequiously, Mizutani's clogs rattled the floor, remembered something, and suddenly stopped walking, the attendant was busy nodding, couldn't stop the brake, bang Hitting on Mizutani's back, Mizutani was almost hit by him biting his tongue, and turned around and slapped him across the ear.

The servant covered his face as if crying, nodded and said, "Hey!"

Shui Gu thought for a while, and continued: "Immediately, in the name of Dean Wang, contact Master Shen for a meeting, and by the way, send a telegram to Mr. Xu Yicun in Hangzhou, asking him to pay attention to the movement of Shen's family."

The attendant hurriedly nodded to indicate that he had written it down, and asked cautiously: "Then Mo Liuchu..."

Mizutani raised his hand and slapped him again, and said impatiently: "If I keep him, I can't get any information from the Nanjing government. I can settle for the next best thing. Information from the Communist Party is also very useful." He smiled triumphantly as he walked, He said to himself: "I just said, follow the clue of Zhao Laowu, and you will definitely find a big fish."