Half an hour after the assassination incident occurred at Bangkok Station, the impromptu press conference at the station ended. The Prince of Siam train blew its whistle and slowly drove out of the station, heading north towards Daming.
At the same time, Nanjing.
In the People's Guard Headquarters, in the office of the Security Force Commander, a phone rang rapidly.
Stomachache picked up the phone and said casually:
"Hello."
The voice of the female soldier on the line said:
"Mr. Du, there is an overseas long-distance call here. It is from Bangkok. He said that he has something very confidential and urgent to call Mr. Xiang. But... there is no one in Mr. Xiang's office. You see, can I ask him to talk to you?
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"Well, of course," Tumache said with satisfaction, "When Mr. Xiang is away, of course you have to tell me about confidential and important matters. I am the commander of the security team."
He was secretly proud. It seemed that after Princess Liaoyang became his subordinate, his prestige had skyrocketed. If he couldn't find Mr. Xiang for important matters, the people below would no longer go to Princess Liaoyang as their first choice, but to go directly to him.
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However, Bangkok? The People's Guard does not have an intelligence branch in Siam! The People's Guard was established not long ago, and they devoted their main energy to developing the Beiqing intelligence network. Siam was the "own backyard" of the Ming Dynasty, and they did not go there at all.
alley.
"Okay, Mr. Du, I will pick it up for you right now."
Another phone on the table rang. I hung up the phone with a stomachache and picked up the other receiver:
"Hello?"
"Hello?" A female voice on the other end of the phone said in very stiff Chinese, "Is this General Xiang Xiaoqiang?"
"No," he said with a frown and a stomachache, "Master Xiang is not here, please tell me if you have anything."
The woman paused and asked again:
"Well, this is a very important matter to me. Who are you? Can you speak to General Xiang?"
My stomach hurt and I said "Eh", but instead of being angry I smiled and said:
"Hey, it's interesting. Who do you think I am? I am the commander of the People's Guard Security Force, Mr. Xiang's right-hand man. Do you think I can talk to Mr. Xiang?... If I can't talk to Mr. Xiang anymore, then the whole Ming Dynasty will be in trouble.
No one can talk to Sir Xiang anymore!"
The woman thought for a while and asked again:
"Then this is a very secret matter. Can you keep it secret except from the adults? There are so many high-ranking officials in your Ming Dynasty, how can I tell them apart..."
I have a stomachache and am impatient:
"Are you going to tell me or not? I am the commander of the security team, and I am one of the three special intelligence units of Ming Dynasty. Do you think I can keep it secret?... I said, is Bangkok over there? You came all the way to fight
Call me, what's going on?"
The woman hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind and said:
"Well, we are the Ecstasy company in Bangkok..."
As soon as I heard this name, my stomachache was suddenly aroused. "Ecstasy" in Bangkok is very famous. It is a special drug store. As for what kind of medicine it sells, you can tell just by hearing the name...
...This is the only one with no other branches. If you have a stomach ache, you know about East Asia. Many upper-class people in Southeast Asia are their secret customers...and I heard that the medicine there is very effective and very strong. It can be used by both men and women.
Use it to greatly enhance your feelings...
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a sentence on the other end of the phone that almost made me faint from stomachache:
"...You ordered five doses of 'Yuxian Powder' from us by mail from the general's wife, but the payment for the medicine has been delayed... This medicine is very expensive, five doses are worth more than 200 mingyang. Generally, we are not regular customers.
Not giving credit... We think it was Mrs. Xiang who set this precedent... Who knew Mrs. Xiang was unreliable... Now we have no choice but to ask General Xiang for money..."
My stomach ached, my mind went blank, and I was so shocked that I could hardly breathe.
He murmured subconsciously:
"Yes...which Mrs. Xiang..."
"Well, it's the famous one, the Princess of Ryukyu!"
My stomach ached and I was speechless, unable to speak a word, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
Yes, he is still the one who cannot be offended.
He began to curse secretly, why did this happen to him today? Why did he receive this unlucky phone call? Why didn't he receive it from Princess Liaoyang? He and Mr. Xiang are also quasi-lovers after all.
After all, it’s all their family’s business. It’s easier to talk about this kind of thing than an outsider like me!
It seems that Sir Xiang probably doesn’t know about this matter yet. If he knew, he would definitely not default on the money owed to others. This was obviously something Shangxiu did secretly to Sir Xiang in order to maintain his favor. But two hundred mingyang is not a big deal to her.
So, why would you refuse to give it and let people come to your door?... Could it be that there are some procedures required when paying back, such as a signature... Shang Xiu is too shy and refuses to leave evidence? Or is it?
This medicine has no effect at all and she refuses to pay?
No matter what, if this thing hits me, it's really a big trouble!... Damn it, what should I do now?
I wiped my sweat from my stomachache and said as calmly as possible:
"How about this, I paid the money for Mrs. Xiang, and you don't have to mention this matter again in the future, how about that?"
"No," the other end of the phone said resolutely, "Our boss told us that we must find Mr. Xiang in person and tell him clearly... who are you? We don't even know you, so we asked you to help others pay for the medicine to Madam.
What's going on?"
The stomachache was so suppressed that he couldn't say a word: Yes, he paid for Shangxiu to sell aphrodisiacs, what's going on!
"Our boss also said," the other end of the phone said firmly, "if General Xiang doesn't explain it clearly to us today, we will tell the reporter and let the reporter write it in the newspaper so that everyone can comment..."
My stomach hurt, and I yelled:
"Hey, don't! Don't! You have something to say!...Okay, don't you just want to talk to Mr. Xiang? I'll go look for him. I'm telling you, no matter if you can't find Mr. Xiang, if you really dare to tell reporters, I'll get rid of you.
Your skin!"
He put down the receiver, immediately rang the bell to call his adjutant in, and asked where the commander had gone. The adjutant went out to ask, and came back to tell him that Sir Xiang and his two ladies had gone to the Changping Marquis Mansion as a guest.
I know that because of Miss Zheng, the relationship between Mr. Xiang and Mr. Zheng has eased during this period. Coupled with the matter of whether Her Majesty the Queen will marry the Prince of Siam, Mr. Xiang and Mr. Zheng have united their interests.
One side, so we walked closer.
After he asked, he originally wanted to send someone to tell Xiang Xiaoqiang, but then he thought, how could he let others know about this kind of thing again, so he had to go there himself.
My stomach hurt and I picked up the phone again. I made a wish and warned them to wait and not do "irrational things". I also asked them for their phone number and called them when Mr. Xiang came back.
I put down the phone, cursed my mother for having a stomachache, thought I was unlucky, went out, got in a car and went to the Changping Marquis Mansion.
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In the garden of the Changping Marquis Mansion, melodious Kun Opera floated from the pond and waterside pavilion. Two famous Kun Opera dancers from Nanming, playing the role of Miss Du Liniang and maid Chun Xiang respectively, were singing the famous tune "A Dream in the Garden":
"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all abandoned by the ruined wells and ruins. What a beautiful place in a good time, and who has the pleasure to enjoy it?"
"Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, clouds and green pavilions. Raindrops and wind, smoke and waves painting boats. The people of Jinping look at this shameless time!..."
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The beauties around the waterside pavilion leaned forward and sat facing the Zheng family. Xiang Xiaoqiang, Zheng Gongyin, Qiu Qiu, Xiuxiu, Zheng Yucong, Zheng Yutang, and Mrs. Li, with Huang Xiaojue.
A circle of dignitaries enjoyed the singing, drank fragrant tea, and ate candied melon seeds. Whether they understood it or not, they all shook their heads and beat time on their legs, looking intoxicated.
The two groups who were once enemies are now in harmony again due to their common interests.
At this moment, a maid came in and announced softly, then she sneaked into the waterside pavilion with a stomachache.
Only Xiang Xiaoqiang, Qiu Qiu, Xiu Xiu, and Zheng Yucong knew Tumache, and the other half had never seen him. Xiang Xiaoqiang was surprised, not expecting him to appear here.
Stomachache glanced at Xiuxiu, her face turned purple and her expression was extremely embarrassing, but she still had the courage to bite the bullet, leaned over Xiang Xiaoqiang's ear, and said it out.
Xiang Xiaoqiang's face slowly turned livid. While listening, he glanced at his subordinate. His face started to turn red and turn white. He felt so awkward! But when he heard that "Ecstasy" didn't give him an answer today, he was about to stab him.
As I read the newspaper, beads of sweat oozed from the tip of my nose.
In the center of the water pavilion, two famous ladies were still holding small fans sprinkled with gold, moving lightly on lotus steps, slowly turning their bodies, and singing babblingly. Eight pairs of eyes of the audience around them were already staring at Xiang Xiaoqiang.
Their expressions were all guessing.
Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at Xiuxiu and then at Xiuxiu, feeling even more helpless. Xiuxiu didn't know what was going on yet, so she looked at him with concern.
"Haha, that's cool," Zheng Gongyin leaned over with a smile and said, "Maybe I shouldn't ask... but what happened? Doesn't it matter?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang stood up and whispered to Zheng Gongyin:
"My Lord, I forgive you, but I have to say goodbye for now and go back to make a very important phone call... Haha, I'll be back soon."
Zheng Gongyin smiled and said:
"Hey, why are you going back? Why are you fighting here?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang said to himself: Who knows if your phone here is safe or not? It’s hard to say whether it was tapped by Dongchang. It would be terrible if this kind of scandal about one’s family were spread... He smiled and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Marquis, but this call needs to be made abroad... It's more convenient for me to make it there."
"Haha, that's good, that's good... That's fine. You must be back before noon. The luncheon is ready. I'll have a few drinks with you... Our two families haven't sat together for a long time...
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"That's for sure...hehe..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang wiped his sweat, his face was ashen and his stomach hurt, and he hurried out.
There was a circle of uninformed relatives and relatives left behind, all secretly guessing that something big had happened.
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Just as Xiang Xiaoqiang hurried back to the headquarters, the Foreign Minister of the Ming Dynasty also hurried to the residence of the Chief Minister. Later, Shen Rongxuan and the Foreign Minister drove to the palace together to meet Zhu Yourong.
News of the nearly assassination at the Prince of Siam station was sent back to Nanjing through the Ming Dynasty ambassador in Bangkok.