Nodding in approval, Nangong Wentian was very satisfied with Xiao Caiyun's performance. He gently raised his hand and said, "Okay, go ahead and put on your makeup. The Japs will be here soon."
Xiao Caiyun responded, then walked behind the screen in the corner of the hall to put on makeup.
This time it was a singing event, so although we didn’t prepare a grand ceremony, we brought some props that will be used when the time comes.
Xiao Caiyun went to the back to prepare her makeup. Nangong Wentian waved to Ling Haipeng and others, and everyone immediately gathered around him, looking at him wondering what his orders were.
"The Japanese gendarmerie captain will definitely sit there when he comes in later." As he spoke, he pointed to the main seat at the end of the hall, and then continued, "Xiao Caiyun and I are the ones closest to him, so we will deal with him then.
Just leave it to me."
"You are responsible for dealing with the Japanese military police standing guard inside the house. Remember to kill them before they shoot. Don't give them time to call people, otherwise we will be in trouble."
"Brother Nangong, don't worry, leave it to me." Ling Haipeng nodded and responded. With the skills of him and his subordinates, it would be easy for the dozen or so Japanese in the team.
After making arrangements, Nangong Wentian asked everyone to disperse and recharge their batteries to prepare for action in a while.
An hour passed and the Japs hadn't come yet. Now Xiao Caiyun couldn't sit still. She walked gently to Nangong Wentian and asked in a low voice, "Captain Nangong, is it possible that the Japs military police captain has noticed it?"
, not coming anymore."
Nangong Wentian also frowned, he thought about it, and finally said resolutely, "No, we don't have any flaws, and if the Japanese really saw something, they would have arrested people long ago, and we wouldn't be here now.
There hasn’t been any movement yet.”
"But, but -" Xiao Caiyun wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Nangong Wentian, "Just wait patiently, he will definitely come."
Just as he was talking, heavy footsteps came from outside the door, which sounded like the sound of the Japanese officer's big leather boots tapping the ground. Now everyone became energetic.
"Here we come!" Ling Haipeng shouted, then touched his lower back. He had just taken out the gun from the box containing the props and brought it with him, and was waiting for a moment to do it.
Everyone was focused and waiting for Shibuya to arrive.
"The captain is here!"
Following the scream of the sentry outside the door, the door was pushed open, and a Japanese officer wearing a major's military uniform walked in from the door. He was wearing a straight military uniform, his beard was neatly trimmed, but his face was expressionless.
It's a little pale, and it looks like he stayed up late.
Holding the command knife on his waist with his right hand, Captain Shibuya looked around at everyone in the room, and finally his eyes fell on Xiao Caiyun. After roaming around her plump body for a few times, he withdrew his gaze.
Stepping towards the house, Shibuya was secretly happy. Although he had heard that Xiao Caiyun was very beautiful, he didn't expect that she was so beautiful. It really made him a little unable to hold back, and he had the urge to pounce on her.
However, after all, he was also the captain of the military police and the major of the Japanese Empire. How could he be so careless about his face in front of so many subordinates? So in the end he calmed down and waved to everyone, "Okay.
Let’s all do it.”
Several Japanese officers who followed him in heard the sound and sat on the tatami, and then looked at Shibuya opposite.
These Japanese officers sat on both sides, while Shibuya sat at the top. There was an open space about five meters wide and eight meters long between the three, which was reserved for Xiao Caiyun to perform.
"Xiao Caiyun, Shibuya Taijun said, if you sing well, you will be indispensable when the time comes." A translator yelled in a pretentious manner, looking even more arrogant than the Japanese.
"Traitor!" Xiao Caiyun cursed secretly in her heart.
She had already prepared herself and put on the Toumadan outfit, but she didn't show off her face because it was a party. However, against the background of her majestic military uniform, she looked even more heroic and outstanding, and even Shibuya stared at her.
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The sound of him swallowing saliva echoed in the room.
The huqin played, of course it was played by Nangong Wentian. Before he traveled through time, his hobby was folk music. He was good at playing the flute, flute, zither, drum, clapper, castanets, gongs, etc. He was also one of the main members of the base folk orchestra.
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With his skillful accompaniment, Xiao Caiyun stepped onto the rhythm and came to the open space and started performing.
The section she performed today is about Liang Hongyu beating the drums to repel the Jin soldiers. It is a classic piece in Peking Opera. Naturally, everyone is familiar with the content. Simply put, it is about the invasion of the Jin soldiers. Liang Hongyu led his troops to fight bravely in Huangtiandang. The drums were beaten and the soldiers were in high spirits.
Zhen, defeated the Jin soldiers.
In Peking Opera, this classic section is very popular. Its cheerful rhythm and passionate lyrics make people excited, and they can't help but applaud.
"Okay, okay, it's really good!" Shibuya couldn't help shouting, and clapped his hands repeatedly, looking very happy.
However, some of the officers on the side became unhappy. They knew some Peking Opera, so they knew what the content of this section meant.
Beating the drums to drive away the gold soldiers, isn't this an insinuation of our Empire of Japan? The Japanese officers felt that all their original happiness was gone, replaced by unhappiness and anger.
However, after looking at the happy Captain Shibuya, no one else dared to say it openly. Instead, they waved their hands and called the translator, and then whispered a few words in his ear.
The translator understood, walked quickly to Shibuya, whispered something to him, and watched as the smile on Shibuya's face became less and less, and finally disappeared.
Suddenly, he slammed the table and shouted, "Stop."
Xiao Caiyun stopped singing when she heard the sound. She turned around and looked at Shibuya, wondering what the Japanese wanted to do.
Shibuya stood up and walked down from the top. The translator followed him, nodding and hunching like a pug with a smile on his face.
Walking up to Xiao Caiyun, Shibuya looked her up and down with his hands behind his back. There was a bad look in his eyes, which made Xiao Caiyun's heart tremble and he quickly lowered his head.
"Xiao Caiyun, what you just sang was an allusion to the Japanese Empire, so Shibuya Taijun is very angry, why don't you change the scene to make him happy." The translator is best at figuring out the master's thoughts, so he got ahead of Shibuya.
He opened his mouth and said, "Quick, quick, quick, sing "Feng Qiu Huang" quickly, don't wait any longer."
Xiao Caiyun bit her lip and looked at Nangong Wentian sitting on the bench not far away, wondering what to do.
Standing up slowly from the bench, Nangong Wentian raised his fingers to adjust the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and then sighed, "Oh, I originally wanted to finish this and have a good time, but it seems that the Japanese are