Late at night, the train was running on the rails, making a monotonous sound of "ding-dang-dang".
Xiang Xiaoqiang asked his men to watch the door leading to the guard's compartment at the back. If the military police came, they would shout loudly to notify him.
Then, gently open the connecting door leading to the first prison car, which is the luxury box.
Well, everyone is sleeping.
Under the soft light of the wall lamp, a dozen girls in navy uniforms were crowded on a soft spring bed with fourteen grids, covered with a quilt, and their eyes were closed. They all looked satisfied and very comfortable.
Fourteen Gege and Xiao Wu huddled together and sat on the floor in the innermost corner.
Fourteen Gege's eyes were dull and red, and she was looking at the ceiling expressionlessly, showing no reaction to Xiang Xiaoqiang's entrance. There were wet tears on her face, and there were bruises on her eyes and corners of her mouth.
Xiao Wu looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang angrily, his eyes filled with hatred.
Alas, Xiang Xiaoqiang shook his head, how pitiful... What happened to the injury on her face?
But this was not the purpose of his coming in. He tiptoed to the bed, and the one at the end was Qiu Qiu.
He "shushed" and shook it twice to "wake up" Qiu Qiu.
The two hugged each other, looked at each other intently, and spoke softly from their hearts.
Xiang Xiaoqiang asked in a low voice:
"Have you...have you brushed your teeth these days?"
"...No. What about you?"
"Hehe...me neither."
…
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the girls on the bed unconsciously and suddenly asked:
"Hey, how come you are only eleven? Isn't it twelve? Who is missing?"
Qiu Qiu's eyes slowly turned resentful and he said:
"Who did you say was missing?"
"Missing Xiuxiu? No, Xiuxiu is in the hospital after all."
"Missing Miao Cuihua."
Qiu Qiu looked at Fourteen Gege in the corner angrily, licked his lips and said:
"It was that vicious woman who killed Cuihua."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was surprised, Miao Cuihua! Isn't that Xiuxiu's stand-in, the one who was kidnapped by mistake by the agents at the sticky pole? He glanced at Fourteen Gege and whispered:
"Tell me what's going on."
Several girls on the bed behind him all sat up and stopped pretending to be asleep. They started to talk angrily.
According to them, after Shi Shigege found out that Miao Cuihua was not Xiuxiu, she immediately had her shot to vent her anger.
No, Xiang Xiaoqiang is a little suspicious. Such a stupid approach is not like Shi Shi Ge Ge's style. Not to mention Shi Shi Ge Ge, even Xiang Xiaoqiang should pretend not to know and treat her as Xiu Xiu and other prisoners first.
They were transported to Beijing together. At that time, if he "discovered" that she was a substitute, the emperor would also feel that "it's not that we are too incompetent, but that the Communist army is too cunning." She is still on the road now, so she was killed without saying a word. What on earth is that?
If you didn't catch her, or if you let her run away after you were caught, you can't tell anything. Not to mention that if Miao Cuihua was willing to cooperate, the Qing court's political propaganda effect would not be affected at all.
Xiang Xiaoqiang asked:
"Did you see Miao Cuihua being shot?"
"No," a girl pointed at Fourteen Gege and said, "She said it herself!"
"When did you say that?"
"Just now!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the Fourteenth Princess, hesitated for a moment, and asked:
"Gege... Miss Zhao, did you have Miao Cuihua shot?"
Fourteen Gege had been staring into the distance with no expression. When she heard him call her "Miss Zhao," she slowly looked at him, raised her chin proudly, and her eyes were full of provocation. After a while, she said in a hoarse voice:
"Yes...you dare to do anything to me...kill me? Do you dare?"
Qiu Qiu and the girls glared at her, stared at her expressionlessly at Xiaoqiang, turned back to the next car, and came back a moment later with a pistol in his hand.
Qiu Qiu looked at him in astonishment. Xiang Xiaoqiang walked up to Shi Shi Ge Ge, slowly raised his arm and aimed at her forehead.
Fourteen Gege closed her eyes tightly, bit her lips, and took a deep breath, as if she was ready to die. Xiao Wu cried and hugged Xiang Xiaoqiang's legs, pleading for something while crying. Then she rushed to Ten again
Si Gege stood beside her and rolled up one of her sleeves to show it to Xiang Xiaoqiang.
Xiang Xiaoqiang saw a bloody scar on Shi Shigege's right wrist vein, and deep tooth marks could be seen. Xiao Wu cried and made signs in Japanese and Chinese, meaning that she had bitten it herself.
Qiu Qiu also exclaimed from behind:
"Xiaoqiang, what are you doing? You are crazy!"
Xiang Xiaoqiang said coldly:
"Didn't she kill that girl?"
Qiu Qiu was stunned, gesticulating with his hands, and hesitantly said:
"Then...I...you can't...she is still...but..."
"That's fine," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, still holding the pistol in front of Fourteen Gege, "Then you can do it yourself."
Fourteen Gege grabbed the pistol like a predator and picked it up. All the girls exclaimed loudly and retreated to avoid it.
Qiu Qiu hugged Xiang Xiaoqiang and put her back between Xiang Xiaoqiang and Shi Shigege's gun. A warm current surged in Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart, and he hugged her tightly with both arms and said softly:
"don’t worry."
Fourteen Gege smiled contemptuously, and slowly turned the gun and pointed it at himself. Xiao Wu rushed forward like crazy and grabbed the gun. Fourteen Gege pushed it a few times and couldn't push it away, so he lightly struck Xiao Wu's face with his palm.
On the neck, Xiao Wu grabbed his neck and tilted it to one side, breathing heavily.
Shi Shigege slowly opened her mouth and inserted the barrel of the gun tightly into her mouth. She closed her eyes tightly, tears flowed out, her chest rose and fell violently several times, and she pulled the trigger hard.
"Click", it didn't fire. She clicked twice more, "Click, click," it still didn't fire. It was an empty gun.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fourteen Gege took out the gun from his mouth, opened his eyes and stared at Xiang Xiaoqiang, his eyes slowly turned into hatred.
"Why are you teasing me?...Isn't this fun?"
Xiang Xiaoqiang slowly squatted in front of her and sighed:
"Death is the only way through the ages. Since you are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living? Well, let me discuss something with you..."
…
Nanjing, Dongchang Bureau 1 and 3.
Jiang Meilu had just returned from the Navy General Staff Headquarters and was exhausted. Submarine commander Qi Xiwen still insisted on asking for orders from the Navy Marshal. The Navy Marshal asked her for orders from the Chief Minister. He wanted to kick a ball and made her furious. Pleading and threats would not work.
.
She sat blankly in her seat, biting her pencil. Was it such a failure? Was it such a failure? Could it be that Xiang Xiaoqiang had the ability to save people to the beach, but he didn't have the ability to persuade the navy to send a submarine to pick them up?
Jiang Meilu stood up with a roar, grabbed her bag and coat, and ordered:
"If I need a car, I'm going to the Changping Marquis Mansion."
I have no choice but to try my last resort and ask Mr. Zheng to find a way to send money to Qi Xiwen.
Today's Ming Dynasty is not as good as it used to be. Those guys from the Metropolitan Procuratorate are keeping a close eye on them, and those newspapers... Even though Commander Qi may not dare to accept them if they are given to him, but at least try his luck.
When Jiang Meilu felt desperate, she wanted to go to the factory supervisor Shen Rongxuan... But, he...
This thing was assigned to him by him, and it must be done beautifully. Show it to him when it is done.
Moreover, when it comes to bribery, it is absolutely impossible for him to get involved in this situation... that is, only Zheng Gongyin, an idle prince, can do it.
…
The little girl below told her that during this extraordinary period, all the cars were being used by the high-ranking officials, and there was no one left.
The only option is to call a rickshaw... Jiang Meilu looked up at the clock. There was no rickshaw at this hour!
"Go," she stamped her foot, "find me a bicycle!"
Suddenly, the girl in the telegraph room came panting and handed her a translated telegram.
Jiang Meilu read it again, and couldn't believe it for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and read it again, and slowly his cheeks turned red.
Is this... is this true? Is there such a thing? Is there such a good thing?
Isn’t this pie in the sky?
That Xiang Xiaoqiang must be very lucky!
Jiang Meilu picked up the phone:
"Receive the Factory Supervisor... I am Jiang Meilu, is the Factory Supervisor here?... Okay, please tell the Factory Supervisor. I will go up to see you right away."
Then, she straightened her clothes, calmed down the pounding in her chest and the flushing on her face, took out a small mirror and looked at it, then carefully folded the telegraph newspaper and walked out of the office.
…
Ten minutes later, two black cars drove into the Changping Marquis Mansion. A group of reporters who were guarding the gate around the clock stretched their heads and looked at it for a long time, and there was a burst of speculation. Someone shouted:
"The license plate number is Dongchang's!"
"The factory supervisor is inside!"
Suddenly, the spotlights flashed until the big iron door closed and the guards stopped them.
…
After another half hour, three or two large cars drove through the gate, and after a while, five more cars drove in. More and more reporters gathered at the gate, and from time to time someone shouted:
"The Foreign Secretary's car!"
"The Minister of Information's car!"
"Ah, the Chief Minister! The Chief Minister's car!"
With the arrival of these political giants of the Ming Empire, it was obvious that the number of guards in this small Marquis Mansion had doubled. On the periphery, the Ministry of Interior police and military police also set up a cordon, and reporters and onlookers were all moved back. Pushed very far...
The spotlight kept flashing, and the sky was filled with smoke.
…
Outside the attic in the back garden, several dignitaries stood in two rows according to their status. They all looked at each other with their eyes and shook their heads slightly.
The Puppet Qing Dynasty categorically claimed that His Majesty had been shot down in North China. Now the stock market and bonds of the Ming Dynasty were falling continuously. Coupled with the general mobilization of the Qing Dynasty, it seemed that they were going to attack the Ming Dynasty. It was even more bleak.
What's even more terrible is that the Qing captives claimed that the Ming Dynasty commandos were active in their territory and killed many officers and soldiers just to save the queen. Both the Ming army and the commandos publicly denied it. In addition, I also checked here, and it was true. No such commando team has ever been dispatched.
However, people in the Ming Dynasty cabinet basically believed that His Majesty had been wiped out. However, in the past two days, the royal family just insisted that His Majesty was ill and was recuperating in the Changping Marquis Mansion. He was neither seen nor interviewed by the imperial doctor, and kept a tight lid. It's strict. The government can't rush in and take a look. It can't take any measures. It's helpless and very passive.
But now I was suddenly woken up by a servant in the middle of the night, saying that Your Majesty had summoned me...could it be that His Majesty was so innocent in the Changping Marquis' Mansion?
…
A maid from the Marquis Palace came out, looked at so many important people, cleared her throat, and said nervously:
"... Minister of Propaganda and Assistant Minister Fang Hongru, Minister of Foreign Affairs Xu Yuanzhen, and Minister of Information Zhou Jingyuan are here to meet you!"
Three old men in suits straightened their ties, took off their top hats, revealing their pale hair, and filed in slowly.
…
In the study, behind the desk sat a young girl, sleepy-eyed, holding a cup of tea and drinking it.
It is Zhu Yourong.
The three ministers closed their eyes, took a deep breath, and immediately felt relieved.
Then he bowed deeply and said softly:
"The humble minister Fang Hongru (Xu Yuanzhen, Zhou Jingyuan) is here to see His Majesty."
Zhu Yourong put down the tea cup and said with a friendly smile:
"Haha, the three old ministers are of average age...hurry up and give me a seat."
The three ministers sat down next to the Grand Master's chair. Fang Hongru was the first to ask:
"Your Majesty is ill, and I am very concerned about him. Does your Majesty feel better now?"
Zhu Yourong laughed and said:
"I'm sorry that the elders are worried. It's no longer a problem. I'm very sorry to have invited the three elders here in the middle of the night..."
"Haha, Your Majesty, what are you talking about..."
"Tonight, I invite three pavilion elders to come. It is a very important matter. I can't make up my mind, so I would like to ask some pavilion elders for advice."
Fang Hongru said:
"Your Majesty, if you have anything to ask, I will tell you."
Zhu Yourong played with a telegraph newspaper on the table and said:
"This...for example, if a certain important royal family of the Qing Dynasty may be exiled to our Ming Dynasty, this...how should we deal with it?"
The three ministers were shocked and looked at each other and then at Zhu Yourong. They didn't know if she was joking or if she was really sick and her brain was burned out.