Report Dasa, here's this week's briefing. ”

On the morning of April 14, Kawasaki's adjutant Shirame handed Kawasaki a sorted document.

The weekly briefing is a procedural document that is customary in the special high school course, which is generally collected and sorted out by the adjutant, and the main content is to monitor all the human, geographical and social environment information of the entire Beiping, and any news worthy of attention will be included in this briefing for the reference of the chief officer.

Kawasaki took the briefing and flipped through it casually, and after a while, his gaze stayed on a certain part of the briefing, and he suddenly raised his head and said, "This Ille Friendship Salon has appeared for the second time!" ”

"Yes," Bai Mu replied respectfully, "this salon is very interesting, the people who come and go are foreigners from the upper class of Peiping and some Chinese who have dealings with foreigners, oh, the locals call them comprador doglegs, in short, this is a very common place to socialize near the concession and the embassy." ”

"Oh? Listen to what you mean, a little despised for this kind of salon? Kawasaki lifted his eyelids.

"No, I just think that this salon is interesting," Bai Mu showed a little smile on his face, "Many of the people who go to this salon are family members, servants, adjutants, and even sometimes, there will be diplomats themselves in disguise, in short, this salon is very lively." And in a lively place, there will always be some fresh, intimate news coming out. ”

"So, is there any news about this place lately?" Kawasaki lowered his head again and continued to browse at a glance, "Also, as you just said, there is a diplomat himself who went in disguise, which diplomat?" ”

"German Consul in Peiping, Amor de Clariant." Shirame uttered a long list of names.

"Oh."

Kawasaki nodded, some foreign diplomats have a bold style, often going in and out of some high-end Fengyue places, and even going to Bada Hutong, especially French diplomats are the most enthusiastic about this matter, so he doesn't care.

"What is he going to do?" Kawasaki still asked casually.

"I heard that there was news from that salon that it was German President Hindenburg who was seriously ill and that he might die soon." White eyes spoke.

"Something like this?!" Kawasaki was startled and stood up.

"The rumors are aside, I read the newspapers, and President Hindenburg just met with the French diplomatic corps a few days ago."

Shirame looked at Kawasaki curiously, and felt a little unbelievable - just rumors, is it worth making such a fuss?

"You don't know," Kawasaki saw at a glance what he was thinking, "there are indeed a lot of rumors, but if the German consul in Peiping goes there in person, it proves that it is not a rumor." ”

"Hey!"

Bai Mu immediately understood and realized the seriousness of the matter - if the news of President Hindenburg's serious illness was true, then it would mean that the situation in Germany would change dramatically, and the mustache who came to power a year ago through the "Glass Night" and the "Reichstag Arson" would probably dominate the fate of the whole of Germany!

This is a matter that affects the whole body, and it affects not only the situation in Europe, but even the situation in the Far East - at least, will Germany's friendly policy towards Nanking change at this stage?

Careless!

Shirame suddenly realized that he had made an extremely stupid and huge mistake, he immediately got up, bent down ninety degrees, bowed to Kawasaki, and said with a face full of shame: "Dereliction of duty!" I lost the vigilance I should have! I beg to be demoted by one level! ”

"You should blame yourself," Kawasaki bowed slightly, "Briefings are such things, because there is too much information and too much miscellaneous, and a lot of them are useless things, it is easy for people to pass by at a glance, and after watching for a long time, it is indeed easy to get bored - but you have to know that this is your job." ”

"Yes, the lowly is wrong." Bai Mu said sincerely.

"This matter will not stop for the time being, but this so-called friendship salon is indeed interesting." Kawasaki's face showed a little curiosity, and his expression was slightly thoughtful, "I read a book, Tocqueville's "The Ancien Régime and the Revolution", and I heard that many famous events in Europe, the first places to come out, are this kind of street music or hair salons, is this salon also so magical?" ”

"I don't know, but I've already sent someone, Mr. Takeuchi, our consul counselor of the Imperial Japanese Empire in Beiping, he is a frequent visitor there, and he told me a lot of news." Hakume replied.

"Takeuchi? Is that the one who was brought to China from France to China because of alcoholism? A smile suddenly appeared on Kawasaki's lips.

"Yes, it's him." Shirame also smiled.

This Takeuchi-kun was originally the imperial ambassador to France, but this life is ** long - perhaps influenced by French language and French culture, he actually did not do his job in Paris, lingered in bars and night clubs, and even delayed the meeting with the French president, so he was assigned to Peking and became a small counselor.

However, when he arrived in Beiping, he still did not change his stubborn nature, especially keen to deal with some Europeans, because of his previous identity and aristocratic background, the current consul of Beiping, Koizumi, was not too restrained, and simply let him continue to wander in Beiping - fortunately, after such a long time, it did not cause any major incidents.

Kawasaki and Shirame smiled at each other, but it was not good to say anything, at least, Takeuchi still did something serious in the Friendship Hall, and after a pause, Kawasaki spoke again:

"Arrange a time, I want to meet up with Takeuchi-kun. Perhaps, I should also learn from Takeuchi-kun and relax once in a while? ”

"Hey, I'm going to meet with Takeuchi-kun, but I'm afraid you have to go to Takeuchi-kun in person, you know, Takeuchi-kun is in Beiping, and no one's account will be bought." Bai Mu replied embarrassedly.

"I know, you just need to make an appointment, Takeuchi-kun is a very interesting person, so naturally I won't bother with him." Kawasaki smiled.

...........

At the same time, Beiping East Lake.

The weather in mid-April, the spring is just right, a small boat boating on the lake, a man and a woman in the boat, the man is holding a fishing rod in his hand, it seems to be fishing, and the woman is sitting on the edge of the boat, the white and tender feet are fluttering the lake, and a person seems to be very happy.

"Don't make a fuss...... The weather is so cold, and you are not afraid of cold water. ”

The man is Geng Chaozhong, he fishes, Ersheng plays in the water, this fish is not stupid, naturally he refuses to take the bait, and after fishing all morning, he didn't even catch a river crab.

Er Sheng grinned, but his feet fluttered even more, Geng Chaozhong had no choice but to put away the fishing rod, reached out and touched a handful of river water, and said:

"Speaking of the cool water, I suddenly remembered a story, in the Southern Ming Dynasty, when the Qing army was in the city, the concubine Liu of the important minister Qian Qianyi persuaded him to commit suicide by jumping into the water, then Qian Qianyi walked to the river, tested the water temperature, and said a word........"

"The water is too cold!"

The two said three words in unison, and then looked at each other and smiled, quite a sense of inspiration.

"Mr. Deng told me this story, he said, now, the Japanese soldiers are coming to the city, I'm afraid that in this Beiping City, the East Lake water is too cold, not one or two!" Er Sheng looked at the lake and said in a daze.

"Yes," Geng Chaozhong stretched out his hand and copied the lake water again, and sighed, "But this lake is really cold." ”

"Are you afraid that if you go to Japan, others will say that you are a traitor!" Er Sheng glanced at Geng Chaozhong and put away his smile.

"You look stupid, but you're actually too smart," Geng Chaozhong shook his head helplessly, and asked rhetorically: "Do you know, why did I suddenly remember to fish today?" ”

"Why?"

Er Sheng was a little puzzled, indeed, in this cold spring in April, Geng Chaozhong was not a literati, why did he suddenly remember to fish in East Lake?

"Because, I have a feeling that the fish is going to be hooked......."

Geng Chaozhong said this, smiled, and threw the hook into the lake again.

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