Republic of China Tycoon Reborn

A few people entered the theater quietly. Song Sanxi asked the manager for some tickets. The front row and the middle were the best seats. The play had not started yet, and there was some noise in the theater. Taking advantage of this gap, Song Sanxi asked Zhang Xiaolin beside him. What's the point of killing Hua Xiong with warm wine?

"The important thing is not this play, but this character." Zhang Xiaolin smiled slightly and explained to him. Although Song Sanxi had been in the capital for a long time, he was born in the army and had never seen any plays. The exquisiteness in this Naturally, I don’t understand. But Zhang Xiaolin has seen much more. Of course, he knows far better than him.

The social status of the martial sage Guan Yunchang at that time was far from what it is now. In that era, Guan Yu's status was infinitely high. The martial sage and the literary sage were equally divided. The sage Kong was worshiped. How could Master Guan not be respected?

As long as there is a play about Guan Yu in the troupe, the actor must take a shower before the performance. The whole troupe burns incense and prays. Once the actor puts on the makeup, it is equivalent to the presence of Wu Sheng. The entire troupe, from the stage leader to the busboys, follows this actor. Actors must speak politely and not make noise. Even in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, when the Peking Opera genre was still in its infancy, the court once banned the performance of Guan Yu's plays in the name of blasphemy. If it had to be performed in public, the troupe would have to Zhang Fei replaced Guan Yu. This can be seen from this.

The acting was so cautious. How could the theatergoers not take it seriously? In fact, whenever Guan Yu appeared, no matter whether his performance was good or bad, the audience who knew the rules would never dare to boo.

Guan Yu was respected not only by the theater troupe and the court, but by the entire society. The wealthy businessmen who licked blood with their swords in the rivers and lakes. The police officers who arrested people and chased the murderers in the yamen. The military attachés who led troops in the army to fight. All businesses that used force. The respect for Guan Yu is especially obvious. Lu Xiaojia and Zhang Xueliang are both military officers and old theater fans. Naturally, they all know this rule.

At the end, Zhang Xiaolin chuckled. He said in a low voice: "Fortunately, Meng Xiaodong was born in Laosheng and can shoulder the burden of Guan Yu. Haha. It's better now. No one dares to find fault with her. Even if she has to. I would never choose it when an actor is acting."

The lights gradually dimmed. Only the bright light on the stage brightened. The gongs and drums sounded. The opera officially started. Lu Xiaojia whispered to Zhang Xueliang: "It's better now. We can't find fault anymore."

Zhang Xueliang smiled slightly: "Since I started watching the show, there are two actors who dare not find trouble on the spot. One is Wu Sheng Guan Yunchang. The other is Marshal Yue Feiyue. Hey, these two are unparalleled in loyalty. They are my idols. Lu Brother, I have seen it a long time ago. You came to the show this time just to find trouble. I advise you to watch the show with peace of mind. If the Winter Emperor does not perform well, then we can wait until the show is over. Complain. If she is really capable, you don’t have to make things difficult for others."

"It has to be like this." Lu Xiaojia felt a little resentful. He glanced at Du Yuesheng beside him. He was really unwilling to do so.

Meng Xiaodong appeared on the stage. As expected, she was majestic and extraordinary. Although she was a girl, every move she made was calm and dignified. Zhang Xueliang took the lead in cheering, which made Lu Xiaojia even more depressed.

In fact, "warm wine and kill Hua Xiong" is also a coincidence. Although this play is a martial arts play, it is mainly duet singing in the military camp. There are not many martial arts movements. Therefore, this play tests the actors' singing, reading and acting. Three skills, bypassing the fight. This is suitable for Meng Xiaodong.

"Third brother, don't take it small.

As long as he is strong, his ambition will be destroyed and he will be strong.

You think Hua Xiong is a good general.

No one dares to defeat Xiaoerlang.

All the princes.

Terrified.

They were killed one by one and abandoned their helmets and armor. With no choice but to flee, they turned back to the barracks.

..."

This is a classic song. Meng Xiaodong added a lot of fictitious characters in it, which makes it even more pleasant to listen to. Only actors with good skills dare to use this method of adding fictitious characters. If you are not good enough and add fictitious characters randomly, you will be like a tiger. Not an anti-dog.

A performance ended. Zhang Xueliang listened intoxicated and praised Meng Xiaodong's skills repeatedly. Lu Xiaojia's face was sullen and he felt bad. He thought about it and finally decided to make things difficult for Du Yuesheng again: "Mr. Du, can you take us with you? Let’s see the true face of the Winter Emperor. I usually read photos in newspapers. Now that I have met him this time, I insist on seeing him in person.”

Du Yuesheng pondered for a moment and felt that this was not a big deal. So he agreed: "Okay. Since Mr. Lu wants to meet, Yuesheng will make arrangements."

So Du Yuesheng asked Song Sanxi to go backstage to inform him that they wanted to see Meng Xiaodong. Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaodong had not yet taken off her makeup. They had to wait. Lu Xiaojia nodded in agreement. He did not want to face the face of Guan Gong.

While they were listening to the opera in the Big World, fifty regular soldiers in plain clothes suddenly moved out in the Overseas Chinese Hotel. Logically speaking, they should wait for Lu Xiaojia's arrival in the hotel and leave together. It's definitely a weird thing.

The person in charge of surveillance who was hiding in the dark was very nervous. He immediately reported the matter to Qingda. Qingda took it very seriously. On the one hand, he hurriedly thought of a way to call Du Yuesheng while thinking about how to deal with it. These people left as soon as they said so. They are leaving, and they are extremely scattered. If they are waiting for Du Yuesheng's opinion, they will definitely be lost. There is no other way. Now he can only rely on him to make an idea.

After thinking hard, Qingda decided to adopt the crowd tactic. Their biggest advantage over the opponent was the large number of people. The second was the geographical location. He had to make full use of these two advantages and find a way to attack everyone on the opponent. Watch closely.

So nearly a hundred of Du Yuesheng's men were dispatched. Two were responsible for each, keeping an eye on each other. Even so, Qingda was still worried. He called Lian Dayuan for help. Lian Dayuan also attached great importance to it. He immediately kept a steady stream of people. call in follow-up support.

The area around the Overseas Chinese Hotel became busy in a peaceful manner. These fifty people each carried a heavy package on their shoulders. Who knows what was inside. As soon as they left the door, they headed in different directions. Rush there. It seems that the task has been assigned a long time ago.

In the corridor on the fourth floor of the Overseas Chinese Hotel, a waiter dropped all his work and ran to the window to witness all this happening. He did not just lie down on the window and look out, but hid aside and stood on a Looking down from a hidden position, he saw the departure of the plainclothes men and the following of the stalkers.

After reading this, the waiter turned around. Finally, his face was illuminated under the light. That handsome and cold face. It wasn't Dai Li... he had actually gotten here a long time ago.

He said nothing and watched all of this quietly. After everyone left, he frowned slightly and took a deep breath: "Hey, if it was to go out to do errands, I wouldn't be so concentrated. What are the plans of these guys? They are so arrogant. They are obviously trying to attract all Du Yuesheng's men away. But so what if they are attracted away. Du Yuesheng's people are here to monitor them. If they are attracted away, they are still monitoring them. "

Dai Li shook his head: "No. Something is not right." Then his face changed slightly: "Can it be said that besides these people, there are people from Lu Yongxiang's side? Could it be said that not only Lu Xiaojia is a smoke screen to attract our attention. Even these fifty people are..." Dai Li gritted his teeth. He couldn't sit still and wait for death. He had to take action.

Du Yuesheng was dealing with Lu Xiaojia, and Dai Li was making up his own mind. In the Japanese consulate in the concession not far away, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was walking in a hurry. He hadn't seen him for a long time. That was Masao Watanabe.

It seemed very strange that he was dressed so neatly so late at night. Watanabe adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and walked through the rooms. At the back door of the Japanese Consulate, he met a man wearing a large black cloak and a black top hat. .

"Captain Sun..." Watanabe greeted the other party in a low voice. The man entered the Japanese consulate in a flash. After entering, he took off his hat and windbreaker. He was none other than Sun Chuanyi, who had recently assumed the temporary post of Commander-in-Chief of the Shanghai Army. .What is he doing here alone so late?

"Don't call me Commander-in-Chief. I'm in trouble." Sun Chuanyi smiled bitterly. He shook hands with Watanabe and said, "Call me General Sun and I'll be very happy."

Watanabe smiled slightly: "General Sun, the person who invited you has been waiting for a long time. You came too late..."

"There is nothing we can do." Sun Chuanyi's face showed a trace of fatigue: "I really underestimated Chen Qimei before. I thought he was dead. It was a natural thing for me to control the Shanghai Army. I didn't expect that this guy developed many buddies within the Shanghai Army. .These people are too stubborn. Even though Chen Qimei has been dead for so long, he is still acting according to his previous opinions. Hey, I am still struggling within the Shanghai Army."

The two went upstairs while chatting. Watanabe opened the door of a quiet room. Inside the door, Counselor Sato, wearing a wide kimono, was chatting with a man. The man was wearing a long gown, which still could not hide the iron-blooded energy in his body. This man was surprisingly none other than Lu Yongxiang, the commander-in-chief of the Zhejiang Army.

"Shuai Lu." Sun Chuanyi's eyes flashed with shock: "I didn't expect that it was you who came in person. The person who delivered the letter to me clearly said that you assigned a confidant to come..."

"No one can come as good as me coming in person." Lu Yongxiang frowned and shook his head. Then he shook hands with Sun Chuanyi: "Brother Sun, sit down. I won't feel at ease if I don't talk to you in person. After meeting you, I will take the special car of the Japanese Consulate and leave Shanghai directly and go back to Zhejiang." Then he smiled bitterly: "Before things happened, I would have taken a risk by coming to Shanghai."

Sun Chuanyi nodded. Sato smiled slightly: "Here, I would like to convey the attitude of my government. Don't worry, you two. The Japanese government fully supports your cause."

"Thank you very much. After the matter is completed, Lu will definitely have your heart." Lu Yongxiang cupped his hand.

"It's not our business..." Sun Chuanyi had to correct him: "This is Marshal Lu's business. I'm just helping." Then he frowned and said: "Marshal's time is tight. I'll keep it short. Control Shanghai. I can't do it in a short period of time. And the central government will never give me enough time. Even if they give it, Commander, you can't afford to wait. Therefore, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help with this matter."