"Yes, Master. www.biquge.info"Before Jiang Cheng went out, he was stopped by Zong Wei.

"Wait, you go and ask your father about the 33rd in the past few years, be more detailed, I have something to go out. Zong Wei hurriedly put on his windbreaker, "Also, someone came to look for me in the other courtyard and said that I had returned to the military headquarters and was not a guest." ”

"Yes, Master. Do you want to have a car for you?"

"No, I don't. ”

Zong Wei stuffed a black knife into his pocket.

"All incoming calls will be handed over to Secretary Xin, and no one can answer the calls here except him. ”

"Yes, my subordinates will explain it. Adjutant Zhengse said, and then he asked with some confusion, "Master, has Secretary Xin come to Beiping?"

"I guess it'll be there in about ten minutes. Zong Wei finished speaking and went out.

The adjutant stood in place, and after a long time he pinched himself, he rushed out the door, stood in the corridor on the second floor and smiled at the servant below: "Come on, prepare a car for me, I want to go out to run errands." ”

The steward was stunned, just now the grandmaster left, and this adjutant left again, what should I do if there is something at home?

"Adjutant, you're gone too, this ......"

"Hurry up and prepare the car, the grandmaster told me that I have something to do. If he hadn't stabilized these people, he would have run away a long time ago, even if it was a five-kilometer journey home from here, he didn't want to see Xin Shen, Secretary Xin.

The man lived as his name suggested, hard and cautious, with the same expression on his face all year round, except for the military uniform, only the same black robe, always clean and clean gold-rimmed eyes shining with cold light, and sitting, sleeping, clothing, food, housing and transportation all abided by the rules and standards and gentlemanly etiquette.

Xin Shen is a rigid and terrible man, regardless of whether others are respected or despised, happy or sad, Xin Shen only has one expression to face.

The adjutant felt a chill down his spine when he thought of the eyes behind the clean lenses that were like two glass beads, and every time he thought of those eyes, he would remember what Zong Wei had said - Secretary Xin was too much like a dead man.

The car drove up, the adjutant wrung the driver out, got into the car and ran away as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.

Adjutant Jiang Cheng's father, Jiang Dacheng, is not a celebrity, but there are many people who know him, especially the rich families in Beiping City, who have dealt with this honest middle-aged man.

In recent years, from the Opium War to the suburbs of Beijing, to the Boxer Rebellion, to the later Eight-Nation Alliance, Yuan Shikai's coming to power, the Northern Expedition, etc., Beiping City has never stopped as a place with a long history of dragon residence.

Rich people have a bit of treasure in their homes, in the troubled times, the soldiers are fierce in bandits, bandits do not care about the law, banks or something is the same day a day, so the rich people hide in their own homes, hidden under the pillow are not at ease, for fear that the bandits will kill people and take money, things are hidden, only their own descendants know where the things are the safest.

As a result, building a dark room, secret passages and other life-saving and wealth-saving activities has become a trend in Beiping City.

Jiang Dacheng's first work was to repair toilets and sewers in Beiping, and he had a good skill in digging pits and building walls and repairing cellars, and pulled a group of brothers to form a special wall-building team, and gradually became famous in Beiping City.

After Jiang Dacheng made a fortune and helped a large family build a dark room in the cellar, the rich family was ransacked by a group of horse thieves from Hebei, and the horse thieves turned around the cellar several times without finding the dark room, saving the rich family's old and young and most of the family wealth, and the rich family who was robbed was grateful, and also sent a reward of 2,000 to Jiang Dacheng.

Since then, the wealthy families in Peking have invited Jiang Dacheng's wall-building team to build dark rooms and secret passages at home.

As soon as Jiang Dacheng came out of the cellar, he saw his son squatting on the ground and looking at the cellar entrance.

"Daddy. Jiang Cheng walked over and pulled his father out of the cellar.

Jiang Dacheng patted his son's shoulder, the younger son is strong again, not bad!

"What's the matter with me? You're on vacation in the army?"

"Nope. Jiang Cheng handed his father a cigarette, "The chief asked me to come over and ask something, Dad, are you still busy?"

He picked up the shovel hammer on the ground and threw it into the bamboo basket, he didn't like his father to do these things, although the two brothers were poor, but their own salary was enough for the old man to enjoy his old age, but the old man didn't do it, and when he had time, he liked to dig cellars for people everywhere.

"The cellar at home has just been completed, what's the matter?"

"That's right......" in the small courtyard, a father and a son squatted under the eaves and muttered, the spring sun was not warm, but the light looked comfortable.

The spring in the small courtyard is bright, and the filial piety of the father and son is very beautiful, but the other courtyard of Zongwei on East Chang'an Street is a solemn one, which is obviously spring but gives people the solemnity of winter.

The servants worked at their posts, dressed neatly and neatly, and did not dare to say a word, trembling like quails. The back of the soldier standing guard was straight, the barrel of the gun was polished, and his gaze was firm and scorching.

The old steward swallowed his saliva, and scolded Adjutant Jiang in his heart for two little rabbit cubs, and actually smeared oil on the soles of his feet and left himself alone to deal with the master in front of him, which is really unkind!

The person who was walking in front suddenly stopped, and the steward stopped abruptly, not daring to look up.

"In the spring, the trees have new branches, and they don't know how to prune and prune, and they grow in the yard in a mess, it's really unruly!" Qingqing's cold voice was full of mockery and contempt, and there was no expression in the ink-black eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

"Yes, Secretary Xin, let's do it. ”

"Well, prepare me tea and send it to the study. ”

The steward breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Secretary Xin." ”

can be regarded as having passed the difficulty, as long as Secretary Xin enters the study, he will not come out until dinner.

He watched Secretary Xin walk into the study and close the door, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help praying in his heart that he would never see Secretary Xin again, every time he saw him, he felt like he was going to get sick. I'm so old, how can I withstand such a toss.

Donglin Hotel.

Lu Qinian returned to the room with a pale face.

"Lucy, are you there?" he asked, sweat streaming down his forehead.

No one in the room answered.

Lu Qinian immediately took off his clothes, and in the process of undressing, the corner of his clothes rubbed against the knife on his waist, his face turned pale in pain, it was too hard to take it off, and he reached out and tore the cashmere sweater directly.

The sturdy waist was exposed to the air, and the wound of more than ten centimeters had turned black, and the tender flesh could be seen in the black and red blood.

Although there were bodyguards standing outside, he didn't call anyone, and even tried to pretend that he was not injured when he came in.

He gritted his teeth and carried the white medicine box into the bathroom, pressing his hand on the wound to prevent the blood from dripping on the floor.

"Uh!" The white towel was soaked in alcohol and covered the wound directly, Lu Qinian's eyes were dim, and the severe pain made his cold sweat soak through his clothes in an instant.

He first injected himself with penicillin, and leaned against the wall to breathe for a long time before he continued to clean the wound, until the blood turned bright red, and then Lu Qinian pressed the medicine to stop bleeding on the wound, and wrapped it around with gauze.

When everything was done, he looked up at the mirror, where his face was very pale, his pupils were a little dilated, and his lips were bloodless.

"Going out like this will definitely be suspected. Lu Qinian smiled, reached out and dipped a few drops of blood on the sink, and gently touched his lips, looking much better.

The long hair hung down behind him, and the ends of the hair were moistened with blood, and they had long been tangled together.

He washed his hair, changed into a long shirt, washed the blood on the ground with water, and put the blood-stained towels, cotton balls, and gauze on the ground into a small box.

Looking at the face in the two glasses, except for the excessive redness of the lips, there was no sign of injury.

As soon as he pushed open the door and went out, he was stopped by the bodyguards guarding outside.

"Mr. Lu, where are you going?"

Lu Qinian curled the corners of his mouth, the folding fan in his hand was opened, and his bright eyes looked at the bodyguard, his eyes were full of mockery.

The bodyguard rarely saw Lu Qinian like this, and realized his recklessness, he took a step back: "Mr. Lu, don't blame." ”

"What am I going to do Lu Qinian, it's your turn to ask?" Lu Qinian kicked the bodyguard in the stomach, and the bodyguard took two steps back and fell to the ground. This kick made Lu Qinian feel a sharp pain in the wound, and he almost fainted directly, only to feel the warm blood flowing down his skin.

"Follow, watch. Pay attention to who you are. Lu Qinian said coldly, his slightly raised eyes full of contempt.

The bodyguard hurriedly got up and stood behind him respectfully.

The other two bodyguards were about to go this way, but they saw Lu Qinian glance at them, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the contempt and murderous aura in his eyes sent chills down their spine, which could not be ignored.

The two bodyguards looked stunned, and they both looked at the person behind Lu Qinian, and asked what to do with their eyes.

The bodyguard behind Lu Qinian waved his hand with a cold face, signaling them not to follow.

Lu Qinian smiled and whispered, "What an obedient dog." Let's go!"