Junkers 52 roared to a stop on the runway. Finally it returned to Nanjing.
"Sir," Hu Jiong bent down to the seat and whispered, "it's time for us to get off the plane."
The dazzling sunset shone in slantingly from the porthole window. Xiang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes sleepily, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, took a deep breath, and nodded. He stood up exhausted, carrying his military uniform jacket, feeling confused.
He walked towards the door. Xiuxiu quickly supported him from behind.
I was exhausted from sleeping along the way. Although I was tired, it seemed that I had not slept as deeply as I had during the past few days. All the burdens that had been weighing on my heart for many days seemed to have been lifted.
The crew pushed open the cabin door and asked Xiang Xiaoqiang to be the first to get off the plane. Xiang Xiaoqiang stood at the door of the cabin and looked at the situation below, slowly starting to be surprised.
On the lawn below, there was a long line of cars parked, thirty or forty of them. There were several people standing next to each car. Next to a black luxury car in the middle, Zheng Yuqing was dressed in a dress and wearing a wide-brimmed sunglasses.
Hat, carrying a small leather bag in both hands, looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang with a smile. Beside her, stood her brother Zheng Yutang, looking carefree. Zheng Yutang kicked him, and Zheng Yutang showed a smile and nodded to Xiang Xiaoqiang on the plane.
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A driver bent down and opened the back door of the limousine, and a civilized stick stretched out. Then Zheng Yutang and Zheng Yucong hurriedly ran up, helping a person out from the left and the right. The man held the civilized stick and held up his top hat.
, coughed and looked up.
That was Zheng Gongyin. Zheng Gongyin looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang with a smile, raised his hand wearing white gloves, and waved in style.
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, put his coat on his shoulders, and waved to Zheng Gongyin on the plane.
Haha, this old man has already acted like King Yanping before he ascended the throne.
In addition to the Zheng family's motorcade, it was obvious that there were two groups of cars from different units on the lawn. There were more than a dozen cars in one group. Next to the leading luxury car, there was also a big shot standing next to Xiang Xiaoqiang, who also looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang and smiled.
. Xiang Xiaoqiang recognized it. It was Chen Boyan, the current factory supervisor of Dongchang. Next to another limousine, stood Jiang Meilu, deputy director of the First Bureau of Dongchang. Jiang Meilu was also enthusiastic and charming.
He smiled and looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang.
Xiang Xiaoqiang also smiled and nodded to them. There were more cars in the other group, more than twenty. It should be said that not all of them were cars, and half of them were military officers' cars. Xiang Xiaoqiang could tell at a glance, next to those cars
They were the most familiar faces: Stomachache, Fourteen Gege, Qiu Qiu, Li Gensheng, Snail...and many of the main officers below. They all looked at me with grins on their faces, and everyone was smiling from ear to ear.
Mouth.
Xiang Xiaoqiang also laughed, waved to everyone, then stopped posing, carried his coat, and walked down the gangway.
He knew that the protagonist of today's "strong lineup" pick-up was Zheng Gongyin. Because he caught Prince Ananta, caught Sawang Susi, and caught his father-killing enemy. In love with reason, in public
In private, he had to come to express his gratitude. As for Dongchang, the main reason should be that Zheng Gongyin was coming, that is, the man who was about to become the King of Yanping was here, and Dongchang had to come to help with his popularity. Of course,
The reason why it was brought to the table should be that he made Xiang Xiaoqiang's ingenious arrangement with the Siamese prince at Zhoushan Port, which provided the Ming Dynasty with an unprecedented intelligence feast. Dongchang, as the largest intelligence agency in the Ming Dynasty, should pay tribute.
The most important reason... wouldn't this be a good phenomenon?... Couldn't it be that they all had a premonition that there would no longer be any strong force to prevent the development of their relationship with Zhu Yourong?
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Xiang Xiaoqiang and a group of people walked straight to Zheng Gongyin. Before he could greet him, Zheng Gongyin took Xiang Xiaoqiang's hands and laughed:
"Xiaoxiang...Rongrong has already told me...Haha, good job, I finally caught him! My father-killing enemy, our Ming Dynasty's enemy, I heard that it was you who bore the grievance from investigation to arrest.
, it was completed with one effort!...How should I put it...I have to say thank you!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"No, no, the Marquis is too polite...Don't say that I am the commander of the People's Guard of the Ming Dynasty. This is my duty. Even if I am an ordinary citizen of the Ming Dynasty, this is what I should do. How can I be worthy of it?"
Thank you, Lord Marquis!"
Zheng Gongyin took Xiang Xiaoqiang's hand and laughed, patted the back of his hand, then turned around and scolded:
"You two scoundrels, why don't you get to the front!"
Zheng Yuqing lowered her head and blushed, but came forward with a smile. Zheng Yutang also forced a smile on her face and followed her sister forward.
Zheng Gongyin hummed and scolded:
"You two scoundrels, you two were the ones who yelled the most fiercely at the beginning, and you were sure that Mr. Xiang was the murderer. What now, are you blaming others? Where have your brains gone! Especially Cong Cong, you still brag all day long.
You are smart, huh, now it seems, how can you be worth one-tenth of Xiang Sir? It’s a good thing that Xiang Sir is magnanimous and doesn’t care about you! You are also carrying all the grievances, for our family, for our Ming Dynasty.
What a murderer!...Why are you still standing there? Why don't you thank Mr. Xiang quickly!"
Zheng Yucong and Zheng Yutang immediately bowed deeply to Xiang Xiaoqiang and said in unison:
"Yu Cong (Yu Tong) would like to thank Mr. Xiang——"
"Oh, oh, oh..." Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, quickly raised his arms, and laughed repeatedly, "What are you doing...Brother Zheng, please get up quickly, Sister Xian, please get up quickly...hehehe..."
The brother and sister both straightened up. Zheng Yucong heard him call her "virtuous sister" and glared at him, but she was also pleased.
Then Xiang Xiaoqiang chatted and joked with Factory Supervisor Chen of Dongchang, especially his old acquaintance Jiang Meilu and the others, and asked if there was anything serious about Jiang Meilu's head...
Then, Zheng Gongyin took Xiang Xiaoqiang's hand affectionately, came closer, and whispered mysteriously:
"There's someone else in my car who's coming to greet you...but it's secret, no one else knows...ah...ha...you know who it is..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat, he raised an eyebrow and whispered:
"Could it be...?"
Zheng Gongyin closed his eyes, smiled and nodded.
Xiang Xiaoqiang quietly looked at Zheng Gongyin's three-row luxury car and saw that the curtains in the back two rows were tightly drawn.
"ah……"
Zheng Gongyin smiled and sighed, shook his head, patted the back of his hand, tapped the limousine slightly with his chin, and whispered:
"Let's go and meet."
Xiang Xiaoqiang knew that this sigh and this slap meant that Zheng Gongyin recognized the relationship between Xiang Xiaoqiang and Zhu Yourong, and he would no longer try to obstruct it. Not only because Xiang Xiaoqiang helped him catch the person who killed his father, but mainly because
Zheng Gongyin felt that if he continued to obstruct, it would not be of much use and would not be very interesting. It would be better to go with the flow and become friends rather than enemies with Xiang Xiaoqiang, which was the most practical and cost-effective.
Everyone in the airport was looking at Xiang Xiaoqiang. But Xiang Xiaoqiang still carried his coat and strolled to Zheng Gongyin's luxury car. He bent down and opened the back seat door, then got in and closed the door generously.
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Almost at the same time, the driver of this car pushed out the door from the front seat, closed the door, and stood three steps away, expressionless and solemn.
Everyone didn't understand what was going on. They didn't know why after saying a few words to Xiaoqiang and Zheng Houye, they would get into the back seat of his car strangely. However, there were a few people who were smart, and in addition
I was quite aware of the ambiguous relationship between Xiang Xiaoqiang and Zhu Yourong, and boldly guessed that Her Majesty the Queen might be in the car.
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In the spacious and dark car, Xiang Xiaoqiang sat next to Zhu Yourong and stared at her. Zhu Yourong just sat on the seat softly and looked at him with a smile. After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Xiang Xiaoqiang grinned first.
.Then Zhu Yourong also laughed.
"Come back?" Zhu Yourong smiled.
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"I'm back! I'm sitting in front of you."
Zhu Yourong lowered his head with a smile, stroked the material of his knee-length skirt with both hands, and asked softly:
"These days...are you there, okay?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart surged. A strong sense of happiness filled his chest. He didn't look like an emperor at all, he was clearly like a wife.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to hold one of Zhu Yourong's hands and pulled it toward him. Zhu Yourong glanced at him and his face slowly turned red, but he still lowered his head and smiled lightly, letting him take it over.
Xiang Xiaoqiang gently took off Zhu Yourong's gloves, gently stroked Zhu Yourong's delicate hands, and said with a smile:
"Of course. In the past few days... I have eaten a lot of fish there. Haha, I have eaten all the fish I have never eaten before... The only drawback is that you are not there."
Zhu Yourong lowered his head and smiled softly without speaking.
After a while, she raised her head and smiled:
"Come on, you've got yourself into trouble. Let's see what you do."
Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:
"What trouble?"
"A few days ago, when you got on the plane here, did you drag the censor aside? You are brave enough to openly resist the law enforcement of the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
"Ah..." Xiang Xiaoqiang leaned back, touched his forehead, and sighed, "I forgot that there is still such a lawsuit waiting for me!"
Zhu Yourong looked at him and said:
"You don't know how serious this matter is, right? For what you did, you will be sentenced to at least one to three years and a huge fine. Do you understand?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang was startled, then slowly smiled and said:
"No way. You are not serious, are you? You should know the situation at that time. If I had not boarded the plane at that time, I would not have been there when Prince Ananta hijacked the liner and fled to Japan...
...If I wasn't there, who would have thought of that idea? Then Prince Ananta is really in Japan now. Which is more important, I think the Metropolitan Procuratorate will also take notice of this."
Zhu Yourong shook his head, looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang, and smiled helplessly:
"There is no such thing. Although the investigation team has now withdrawn the case against you and the grand jury has been disbanded, at that time, you still could not leave Nanjing. Therefore, if you broke the law, you broke the law. There is no such thing."
If it's a "but", the judge won't listen to it. He won't even... consider your relationship with me."
Xiang Xiaoqiang gently stroked Zhu Yourong's hand and said with a smile:
"Then what should I do? Otherwise, I will go to jail? You...ahem...you wait for me?"
Zhu Yourong lowered her head again, smiled with a blushing face, sighed, and shook her head. Then she looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang and smiled:
"Oh, you are really... Let me tell you. You were definitely going to jail. There was originally a car from the Metropolitan Procuratorate here, and they would arrest you as soon as you got off the plane... But, I have already signed a pardon for you.
Yes. So..."
"So," Xiang Xiaoqiang held her hand in his hands, kissed her gently, and said with a smile, "There are no procuratorate cars here. Thanks."
"But..." Zhu Yourong said again, "I can only pardon your criminal punishment, but I can't pardon your other punishments...just fines. Do you understand?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang laughed, touched Zhu Yourong's hand again, and said with a smile:
"What I'm most afraid of is that I won't be able to be with you if I go to jail... As long as we can be together, it doesn't matter if I am punished and become a pauper... Well, how much is the fine?"
Zhu Yourong shook his head and smiled:
"I don't know about this. It depends on the judge's verdict...but for you, the sentence will probably be tens of thousands of mingyang."
Xiang Xiaoqiang pretended to be in pain and frowned. In fact, these tens of thousands of dollars were really like scratching an itch for him. He smiled and sighed:
"Sigh... You said I was unjust. First, I was framed by that bullshit prince. You almost considered me an enemy because of the frame-up... Then you went through all kinds of troubles to hunt me down... Now you see, you killed our great Ming Yanping
Wang's murderer was also caught, and the massive information from Siam was continuously sent back to Nanjing... In the end, I had to pay tens of thousands of yuan in fines... Also, if I hadn't been on good terms with you, now
I still have to sit in jail... Do you think I am unjust? What am I trying to do?"
Zhu Yourong looked into Xiang Xiaoqiang's eyes quietly, suddenly his face flushed, he smiled and said softly:
"You are not unjust...because..."
As she spoke, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, took the initiative to wrap her arms around Xiang Xiaoqiang's neck, and waited with her budding lips.
Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't need any more explanation. He held Zhu Yourong's waist and kissed her tenderly and affectionately.