The Jade of the Republic of China

After getting out of the police station, the car drove on the road for a while. Meng Liansheng sat in the backseat and closed his eyes to meditate. Suddenly, he felt the car stop. He opened his eyes and asked, "Chang An, what's wrong?"

Chang An said: "There seems to be someone parading ahead, we have to take a detour."

Meng Liansheng lifted the white curtains of the car, glanced outside, and sure enough, he saw crowds of people not far ahead, blocking the narrow road.

"I'll get out of the car and take a walk. You can take a detour and leave me alone." He told Chang An, opened the door and got out of the car.

After walking a few steps, there was a group of young students who looked like students, waving flags and coming towards them.

He looked excited and shouted slogans.

"The Chinese don't fight the Chinese! Stop the civil strife and return Shanghai to peace!"

"Revitalize China, revitalize national industry!"

Meng Liansheng retreated to the side of the road. When the students passed by, they would hand out leaflets and newspapers to passers-by on both sides.Naturally, Meng Liansheng also received a newspaper from Cyprus.

He looked down and saw the front page of the newspaper, which was the joint statement of the Shanghai business community, calling for the cessation of the war and the withdrawal of all armies from Shanghai.The names of these business people are all well-known.Shen Yutong's name is sandwiched in it.

He waited for a long time to read these three words, folded the newspaper and put it in his coat pocket, and watched the students in the parade silently for a while before moving on.

He didn't quite understand the students' outrage.When the Second Young Master spent the night in his small building, the two sat on the bed and chatted, occasionally chatting about the current situation.He often reads books and newspapers, and also listens to the radio. He naturally knows what China is going through now, but he doesn't understand why the second son is always moved when he talks about the precariousness of his family and country.

For thousands of years, there will always be dynasties changing, and there will always be troubled times. He is just a speck of dust in the torrent of history. He never thought about what he would do in this world. It is enough to chat and sleep in bed.

Naturally, I don't care where the current situation is going?But he knew that the Second Young Master would probably get his wish soon.He also knew that as long as the Jiangsu and Zhejiang factions withdrew from Shanghai as the Second Young Master wished, he would not come to see him again.

He won't want himself anymore anytime soon.

He can kidnap people away, but behind the Second Young Master is the Shen family who is wealthy and powerful. He can be kidnapped for a day, but not for a lifetime.

Thinking of the day when the current situation subsides, that is when the Second Young Master leaves him, he kind of hopes that Shanghai will remain in such chaos forever.

However, he knew that this time it would be difficult to do as he wished.

Just as Meng Liansheng was walking through the streets of Xi Rang alone, Shen Yutong, who had just returned from the outside, was rushing into the living room of his western-style building.

He took off the fedora on his head, handed it to the maid beside him, and said excitedly to Shen Yuan who was sitting on the sofa: "Brother, there is good news!"

Shen Yuan said: "Is there any clue about the peace talks between the Jiangsu and Zhejiang factions?"

Shen Yutong nodded excitedly: "The two sides have agreed to sit down for peace talks. Let the chamber of commerce and the ministers of various countries witness. If there is no accident, the armistice agreement will be signed. The time is set for the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Shen Yuan patted her thigh vigorously: "Okay! That's great! Yutong, your hard work for the past two months has not been in vain."

Shen Yutong let out a long sigh of relief: "Yes! Finally, this day has come."

Two days later, many parties gathered in the public concession, closed the door and talked for a whole day.

The next day, Jiangsu and Zhejiang issued a joint statement in the five major newspapers in Shanghai, announcing a truce, and promised that Shanghai would never garrison troops, and the two sides retreated to Songjiang and Kunshan.

This means that the years-long battle for Shanghai between Jiangsu and Zhejiang has come to an end.

On this day, Shanghai was very lively, and the sound of firecrackers and drums in the streets and alleys was endless.

Meng Liansheng sat in the small building on Fumin Road and listened to the excitement all day. When night fell, he called Shen's Garden.

Sure enough, Shen Yutong was at home, and his tone of voice when answering the phone was a relaxed and cheerful tone that he hadn't heard for a long time, as if he had lost all resentment towards him.

"Xiao Meng!" He said on the phone.

Meng Liansheng said with a smile, "Congratulations, Second Young Master, for fulfilling his wish."

Shen Yutong said: "Congratulations."

Meng Liansheng said: "Such good news, do you want the second son to come out and celebrate together?"

Shen Yutong at the other end was stunned for a moment, and said, "No need, I'm celebrating with my family."

"Oh," Meng Liansheng replied lightly, "Okay, take care of the second young master."

Shen Yutong: "You take care too."

The two of them knew each other, but everyone knew what this airy phone call meant.

It means that the relationship between the two is over.

Shen Yutong hung up the phone and was stunned for a while, until Shen Yuyan's call came: "Yutong, it's time to eat!"

"okay!"

Meng Liansheng, who hung up the phone in this room, went out and drove straight to the Long Mansion.

Long Zhenfei was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, he had probably expected that he would be stepping down as chief of the police, and he looked calm as usual.

Seeing Meng Liansheng come in, he even smiled: "Oh, my mansion has not had visitors for several days, and everyone else is leaving for tea, only Xiaomeng, you are giving charcoal in a timely manner."

Meng Liansheng sat down and asked with a smile, "Uncle Long, what are your plans? Do you want to stay in Shanghai or return to Northern Henan?"

Zhejiang has already retreated to Songjiang, and if he wants to stay in Shanghai after resigning from the post of Songhu police chief, he will probably have to find a useless idle job.

Long Zhenfei said: "In the past two years, I have offended a lot of people. Staying in Shanghai is like a target. Although it is not difficult to deal with it, I don't want to waste my energy."

Meng Liansheng said: "Then continue to lead troops in northern Henan?"

Long Zhenfei shook his head: "I have already asked Commander Li for instructions to disarm and return to the field."

Meng Liansheng was slightly taken aback: "Uncle Long is still young, why did he disarm and return to the fields so early?"

Long Zhenfei smiled and said: "To be honest, I think the current situation is hard to say. All parties are ready to move. The Southern Army is about to make a Northern Expedition. Whoever will go to the end may be the last one, but following Commander Li is probably not a good way out. So I plan to go to Tianjin to work as an apartment first, dormant for two years, wait for the situation to stabilize, and then go out and choose a tree to live in."

As he spoke, he patted him on the shoulder: "Thanks to Xiao Meng, your good helper, I have saved enough money in the past two years, so that I can work as an apartment with peace of mind. Even if the situation is always unstable, I can sit back and relax for the rest of my life." gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Jialin's voice suddenly came from the stairs: "Father, if I don't go to Tianjin, I will stay in Shanghai."

After all, he ran down.

Long Zhenfei said: "What nonsense are you talking about? In the past two years, how many people have I offended, and how many people have you offended yourself? Can you live comfortably in Shanghai?"

Long Jialin said: "I have Second Young Master and Xiao Meng. Who dares to make things difficult for me?" After finishing speaking, he looked at Meng Liansheng, "Really, Xiao Meng!"

Meng Liansheng just smiled and said nothing.

Long Zhenfei said: "Don't be stupid, do you think Second Young Master will still treat you like before?"

Long Jialin snorted angrily: "It's all your fault, they had to touch the Shen family at that time."

"What do you know!" Long Zhenfei scolded him, and said, "Nowadays in this world, money is the right way. Your father and I are losing power now, but the money in the past two years is enough for us and my father to live in style. In the future, you don’t have to wander around anymore, and you don’t need to hang your neck on the tip of a knife. Let’s go to Tianjin first, you really want to go back to Shanghai, wait a year or two to see the situation.”

Seeing that the two father and son were arguing about their whereabouts, Meng Liansheng stood up and said, "Uncle Long, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. If you need anything, just ask."

"Okay, okay!" Long Zhenfei nodded with a smile, watched him leave, and sat down with his son again, saying earnestly, "Xiaolong, listen to Dad, in the current situation, we don't care whoever likes to fight. I don’t know how many people are staring at us now, but I have made arrangements, and we will leave tomorrow night with a few boxes of gold and pounds that I have saved.”

Long Jialin was slightly surprised when he heard this, "How many boxes of gold?"

Long Zhenfei smiled and nodded.

Long Jialin finally stopped making trouble. He didn't understand what a few boxes of gold and pounds meant. In the troubled times, only these things would not depreciate because of the war.

"It turns out that Dad has already planned it?"

Long Zhenfei nodded: "At first, the police chief didn't plan to stay for long. Look at the commander and the overseer. Who knows, they will become penniless one day. In this world, only money is the most useful. Do you think the Shen family is worthless?" It is because of the money that we have been safe and sound for so many years. Now that we have money, going to Tianjin is to enjoy the blessing, not to escape."

Long Jialin said: "Then I will go to Tianjin to stay for a while before returning to Shanghai."

Long Zhenfei spat bitterly: "Second son is more important than my own father. I will marry you a wife as soon as I go to Tianjin, so that you won't miss a man all day long."

Long Jialin retorted loudly: "Father! Second Young Master and I are friends!"

"Okay, okay, anyway, we're going to Tianjin tomorrow night."

Long Zhenfei hadn't officially left the field yet, so no one knew that he would leave Shanghai at night.

He prepared a boat, took dozens of entourages who had been with him for many years, asked Long Jialin to wait on the boat, and led a few of his men to a private house in Zhabei to collect the money he had hidden.

He considers himself to be covert and infallible.

However, just as several of his followers carried the boxes to the courtyard, a burst of gunshots suddenly rang out in the originally quiet night.

Under the moonlight, the men carrying the boxes were shot and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, several black shadows jumped down from the eaves like ghosts.

Long Zhenfei turned pale with shock, and was about to pull out the gun from his waist, when a cold barrel was pushed against the back of his head.

"Who are you?" He froze and dared not move.

Meng Liansheng said: "Uncle Long, I told you that if you have something to do, I can help you. Why don't you ask me for help with such a big matter?"

"Xiao Meng!" Long Zhenfei called out in disbelief.

He is an old fox who has experienced many battles. Although he has lost his position, he still maintains a little sense.

Naturally, he knew that Meng Liansheng was not here to help, so he asked as calmly as possible: "Xiao Meng, what do you want? Do you want my money? Your Boss Meng is not short of money."

Meng Liansheng: "No one thinks it's too much money, right? I've helped Uncle Long so much, so it's not an exaggeration to get some benefits, right?"

"Of course!" Long Zhenfei nodded hurriedly, "You take half of the money here."

Meng Liansheng said, "No, I want all of them."

Long Zhenfei laughed back angrily: "Xiao Meng, you don't have to be so greedy. Even if I am resigned, Commander Li is still above me. Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant."

Meng Liansheng said: "If you decide to go to Northern Henan, I might still be a bit apprehensive, but you are all disarmed and returned to the fields, do you think Commander Li will still take care of you?"

Long Zhenfei: "Xiao Meng, don't forget, I'm still the chief of Songhu Police, and I can go back anytime."

Meng Liansheng chuckled: "It's a pity that Uncle Long has no chance, because I not only want your money, but also your life."

Long Zhenfei was really scared this time, and asked tremblingly: "Xiao Meng, why are you doing this? I treat you well, right? Although I didn't give you money, but with my backing, you have been able to do this in Shanghai for the past two years." Walk sideways."

But Meng Liansheng changed the subject: "Uncle Long, do you still remember that you led troops through northern Anhui more than ten years ago? You robbed money and food there, and even killed a teacher who came to the door to teach. Unfortunately, that gentleman It's my husband."

Long Zhenfei couldn't believe it: "You want to avenge a gentleman who has been dead for more than ten years?"

Meng Liansheng continued: "Of course this is not important, but because of you, the second son and I separated from each other is very important."

Long Zhenfei sneered: "You and Shen Er really..."

Meng Liansheng was noncommittal, leaned closer to the other person's face, and said word by word: "Uncle Long, you are really annoying, as annoying as your stupid son, I have wanted to kill you for a long time. I will kill you first, and then I will kill you That silly boy."

Long Zhenfei still wanted to say something, but the next moment, he heard a bang, his head had already exploded, only a pair of eyes staring like copper bells remained, unwilling to open wide open in the darkness.

Meng Liansheng twitched the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, retracted his gun, and was about to order his men to clean up when he heard rustling footsteps outside the yard.

Chang An immediately reacted, raised his gun and chased after him.

After a while, he returned out of breath, and said, "Xiao Meng, I didn't see anyone."

Meng Liansheng said: "It's okay, leave two people to clean up here, and the others will follow me to the pier."

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