At 4:30 in the afternoon, forty or fifty members of the National Baath Party left the living room of No. 13 in batches. Everyone shook hands one by one and said goodbye. It was a long journey and they didn't know where they would meet again. Saying "treasure" felt like parting forever.
Li Guolou and Wu Defu followed Su Xuli. Su Chenggong shuttled through the small alley. After walking for more than ten minutes, they came to a room without a house number. The four of them walked in carefully.
The person who opened the door was Su Xueli's wife, the Dutchman Lusa. Here Su Xueli was Li Guolou. Wu Defu held a family banquet and no longer invited them to eat pork, vegetable and rice.
There was a charcoal stove burning in the room. Everyone took off their coats and chatted and laughed happily at the banquet. They did not talk about the anti-Qing affairs, nor did they mention the cause of the Baath Party. They only talked about the boxing match that had just ended.
Su Yuli rolled up his sleeves, picked up a big piece of meat in the soup, ate the meat, and said: "Xiaolou, don't I know you? This time I am optimistic about you and let Lu Sa put money on you.
I just bought the Shikumen house with the money I won. It’s a success. This is my foster father’s private gambling and has nothing to do with public property. I will make it clear at the next party meeting.”
Su Chenggong threw a peanut into his mouth and said: "Father, mother, and the whole family can bring peace to the world. As long as you two adults don't forget me, my adopted son, I don't have a house in the French Concession yet."
Dutchman Russa smiled and said: "Success, do you want to raise a French girl here?"
"No way! I want to learn from my adoptive father and marry a foreign girl in a serious manner. From now on, no one will dare to stop me when I walk around the concession." Su Chenggong replied in a glib tone.
"Hey, Xiaolou, Mr. Wu, those patrol dogs look down on people. I just need to take my dear Lusa with me. No one will ask me to see my ID. The concession only recognizes faces but not people. No matter how rich you are, you are dragging your roots behind.
People will look down on you because of your pigtails." Su Xuli held Lusa's hand tightly, feeling grateful for how many times his wife Lusa had come forward to save him from the predicament.
The thief Li Guolou raised his wine glass high and said with a smile: "Then I wish my master and my wife to have a son soon."
Lusa Se Mimi looked at Su Xuli and raised her wine glass. It seemed that the two of them were going to have sex tonight.
Su Xuli touched the white hair on his head and talked for a long time: "I am old and unable to do what I want. I don't know if I still have this life. My dear Lusa, let it be."
Su Chenggong raised his wine glass high, stood up and said, "Then let's drink to our foster father's good health. Cheers!"
"Cheers!" All five people stood up and clinked their glasses together.
Li Guolou asked suspiciously: "Mrs. Russa, you support your husband's career, are you a Baathist?"
Lusa shook his head and said: "No."
Su Xuli said: "Xiaolou, I also want to leave a way out. We can't let two people in the family go in and no one can fish them out. As long as my adopted son Su Chenggong inherits my career, we can defeat the Baath Party as a sign.
You can't smash it in my hands, don't you think?"
Su Xuli revealed the meaning of betraying his comrades and made up a reasonable excuse.
"That makes sense, Mr. Su, happy to cooperate!" Wu Defu raised his wine glass and smiled slightly. Facing the two anti-Qing righteous men, he was thinking that one day their masters, the British devils, would betray them to Prince Gong Yixin. He wanted to see
The father and son of the Su family turned against each other. Can the sharp-tongued Su Chenggong still talk nonsense in prison? Wu Defu believed that Su Chenggong would change his beliefs in just one night. "It is better to die than to live in vain." People who have not fought bloody battles cannot afford to be imprisoned.
torture there.
Su Chenggong looked at Li Guolou and Wu Defu through his spectacles, wondering who of the two people in front of him would become a true Baath Party member? His adoptive father said that Li Guolou was kind-hearted and loyal, and he could do without a firm belief.
The target to fight for. And he judged through observation and words and deeds that Wu Defu was the target that could be used. The county magistrate was not as good as the current manager. Wu Defu had the ninth-grade official title of "Prisoner of the Criminal Department". How many comrades of the Communist Party of Baath Party could be saved?
Su Chenggong stood up, raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "Mr. Wu, it's a pleasure to work with you."
Lusa stood up and poured wine for the four of them with a smile. She stayed out of the incident and had no psychological pressure. She never thought that the four comrades who greeted each other with smiling faces were plotting against each other. The two parties who took advantage of each other would one day draw their swords against each other, and a glass of wine in their hands
Even if they practice wine, the two sides with different ideas will also go to the point of seeing red at the bayonet.
Lusa, a Dutch prostitute who was born next to Li Guolou, did not forget to touch Li Guolou's thighs. They were so strong muscles.
Ever since Li Guolou had a boxing match, every time he ate in a restaurant in the French Concession, he would meet a woman who would take advantage of him. Li Guolou, who was used to it, smiled sweetly and ate peanuts unmoved, slowly licking his lips.
He stirred and smiled, seeing that Su Xueli didn't seem to feel any pain.
The banquet ended happily, and only three people, Li Guolou, Wu Defu and Su Xuli, were left in the dining room. They drank green tea and blew the green leaves on the tea, and the formal negotiation began.
Su Xuli said: "We still have some comrades in the Tianjin Prison. I wonder if Mr. Wu can help?"
Wu Defu took a sip of tea, raised his head and said, "I can take care of anyone who is not sentenced to death. Mr. Su has given you face, but you must also show sincerity, otherwise you will not be able to cooperate in the future."
"Well, what I said is true. Some of my comrades have parted ways with me, want to seize my property, and have done the most intolerable things to me. This is unbearable! This time they sent
The Chinese Zodiac was lurking in the capital to do a shocking case. I thought I was doing it without anyone noticing, but I didn't expect that I even got their list. Mr. Wu's contribution is so great that I don't want you to let a few people go.
It's so simple, do you understand?" Su Yuli looked at Wu Defu, as if he was the master who had given Wu Defu a piece of meat and bones.
"Thank you, Mr. Su, for reminding me. As long as the information is reliable, my door will be open to Mr. Su from now on. It doesn't matter if the Ministry of Justice removes your wanted order. I just don't know if Mr. Su wants it or not." Wu Defu wanted to give Su a gift from heaven.
Ron, please speak for the sake of God’s great grace.
Su Yuli hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Wu, we have a long time to come. Can we wait until the news is over?"
Wu Defu glanced at him and said: "Mr. Su, if you don't do secret things in the Ming Dynasty, you won't be happy if you stay in the concession for a lifetime without coming out. If you want to be promoted and make a fortune one day, let us know, maybe we can also become ministers in the same palace, leave a message
The escape route is not enough. By the time the warships of the Beiyang Navy arrive, it might be too late, don’t you think?"
During the day, Su Yuli, Su Chenggong and others were indoctrinating Wu Defu and Li Guolou with the program of the Baath Party. Now Wu Defu also wanted to do the opposite and set up an army under Su Yu.
Su Yuli, who has long been a veteran, laughed and said, "There are many old friends. There will always be a day when we meet, either in God or in the world. Don't you think so, Mr. Wu?"
"It seems that we will meet again!" Wu Defu didn't say anything clearly and just stopped talking. If the people's hearts have not yet been subdued today, when the country is strong and strong, these ** martyrs will return to their roost after getting tired.
Returning to the embrace of the mother of the Qing Empire.
"These people were planning to blow up the current emperor and Prince Gong on the day of ancestor worship on the first day of March this year. They had already mastered the route of Prince Gong to Xiannongtan that day. They were responsible for the construction of Jinshui Bridge. In February
During the construction that will end in the middle of the year, several tons of explosives will be buried there. I have their list here. The rabbit is my person among the twelve zodiac signs. Please do something more like Mr. Wu and let him escape from the capital. The other eleven
It's up to you to decide who is the traitor." Su Xuli carefully placed a roster on the table and glanced at Wu Defu and Li Guolou. He had brought them both wealth and glory.
"Haha, he can run faster than a rabbit. He lives up to his name." Wu Defu said a strange thing. He took the roster and looked at it. What he saw in his eyes was not the plan and the twelve names, but the seventh-rank official hat that was within easy reach.
"I still have the name of the person behind this incident. I will ask Prince Gong to put pressure on the British and extradite the three of them back to the country. We must eradicate the root cause." Su Xuli named his three living and dead brothers.
If they were sold together, the Shunli Shipping Company would become his own property in the future. When people grow old, they will think about themselves. Su Xuli already had the idea of returning to his mother's arms.
Wu Defu and Li Guolou stood up and paid their respects. Wu Defu lowered his voice and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su. We will never forget each other in the future. Both the emperor and Prince Gong will know about your contributions."
Su Yuli helped Wu Defu and Li Guolou up with a smile, and said with a smile: "There is still a long way to go. I will come to you if I have any difficulties. Just don't let me be turned away."
Wu Defu said sternly: "Mr. Su, don't worry, as long as you don't rebel, our Tianzihao brothers will regard you Baathists as friends. If you have any troubles in the capital in the future, feel free to come to us."
The more Wu Defu thought about it, the more proud he became. His achievements were getting bigger and bigger. He wanted to attract a group of people who fought against the Qing Dynasty in the concession to return to the court. He would gain glory and power, and he would also be able to get the sixth-rank official title.
Li Guolou thought about how despicable Su Yuli's intentions were. Shunli Shipping Company's career in the shipping industry was stagnant. If he wanted to move forward to a higher level, he could only establish a good relationship with the Qing Empire. There was a conflict between career and ideals.
, Su Yuli finally abandoned his ideals of more than decades for the sake of career development. It is also possible that Su Yuli had no ideals in the first place, and he just wanted to prove his ability when he joined the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
Su Chenggong took a large banknote from Su Xuli, who was so happy that he smiled happily and kept thanking his adoptive father and stepmother.
Su Xuli sighed: "Success, this money is for you to find a wife and live a happy life. Don't mess around outside. We are staying in the concession to carry out revolution, and we don't need you to be a bachelor. Stop fooling people and saying that the revolution will not succeed unless it succeeds."
Home, all your home has been spent on you.”
"Hey! Thank you for your foster father's teachings. I will arrange my life well. When I return to the British Concession, I will find a wife." Su Chenggong left and went to live happily again. His foster father gave him money to spend, and with his mouth
He confuses people and makes friends from all over the world, so he doesn't need to settle down and start a career.
Lusa looked annoyed. She had no son, so she could only watch her husband give money to outsiders' "sons." She showed her charm and said: "My dear, let's go to bed and rest. I promise to give you a big fat baby this time."
Son, you have to work hard, come on."
"Hi! Dear Lusa, let's take a bath together." Su Xueli used a lot of strength to pick up the delicate Lusa and walked to the bathroom.
Li Guolou and Wu Defu left Shikumen and walked to the bustling street. The people here were well-dressed and looked strange, including white, black and red people, and their costumes were also diverse.
Li Guolou couldn't help but sigh: "The concession also has its benefits. The prosperous and colorful world is right in front of us. No matter how great the hatred between people is, it can be resolved through negotiation here. I like to stay in the concession."
"Yes, how many people are willing to leave? With ideals and reality in front of you, if you are really there, you will see the ugly side of human nature. Which of those expatriates is not proud of being a citizen of the concession? Patriotism requires the poor to love the country
, The rich will only hide in the concession and let the poor work for him. As long as the concession exists for one day, anti-Japanese martyrs will appear, and more and more explosives will appear in the capital. The mighty historical trend is irreversible." Wu Defu said.
The excitement just now reminds me of the terrifying scenes in the future. The seeds have been sown, taking root and sprouting right before our eyes. The future is the harvest season, and the fruits are explosives with sparks.
"Hey, the second brother doesn't care. In the future, when we are old, future generations will accuse us of being the running dogs of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. What future generations don't know is that their revolutionary martyrs once ate pork, vegetable and rice with us." Li Guolou
His glib nature is clearly revealed, and he no longer has to worry about the internal strife of the Baathists.
"Well, the lard and vegetable rice tastes great, and the rice from the big pot is so delicious. Those Baathists saw us eating the second bowl and wanted to blow us up."
Wu Defu told a joke and laughed himself. He was as heartless as Li Guolou. He only thought about his own future and had to rely on the blood of revolutionaries to dye his crown red and wear flower feathers.