Chapter 65: Yang Yi's own truth
Hearing Yang Quanlin's answer, Yang Yi nodded, and began to prepare to take a nap on the kang for a while.
Seeing Yang Yi's appearance, Yang Quanlin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said carefully: "I thought you would be angry......
Yang Yi knew Yang Quanlin's worries, after all, no one wanted to be used, and Cheng Quan and others would definitely not be willing either, if they knew that these revolutionary parties were still making small moves on the issue of arresting Zhao Hanlin, maybe the entire operation would be affected.
But Yang Yi didn't, in his opinion, there are no people in this world who are completely desperate for a few slogans that are not for profit.
Yang Quanlin and other revolutionaries are not pleasing enough to make small calculations outside the plan, but since there are benefits, they will definitely go all out - Yang Yi will not believe those righteous and awe-inspiring slogans, he prefers to believe in interests.
Nothing lasts forever, except interests!
It's not like you, everyone wants money!
Hearing Yang Yi's own reasoning, Yang Quanlin rolled his eyes depressedly, but in the end, he didn't argue with him too much on this issue, but said: "After this operation is completed, you can go back to the provincial capital, I can't go back, you go back to find Principal Zhang, the roster is in the hands of your younger brother, if there is any action plan, someone will naturally notify you at that time......"
Yang Yi looked at Yang Quanlin straightly.
"Your money is indispensable!"
Yang Quanlin said angrily, he felt that the way from the provincial capital to Manchuria, and the way to the coal mine, he saw so much, it was all playing the piano to the cow.
"Don't think I'm so ruthless and meaningless, black and white!"
Yang Yi looked at the ceiling and said: "If I were alone, I would definitely fight with those devils and traitors, but you know that I am not, so I need money very much - although I received money, I think my actions can be regarded as a patriotic young man, right?" ”
"Count!"
Yang Quanlin gritted his teeth and said: "It is undeniable that you are a patriotic youth, but you love money far more than patriotism!" ”
"It's good to be a patriotic youth!"
Yang Yi closed his eyes and took a nap with satisfaction, patriotism and making money are not wrong, for him, there is no better result, he feels that if he dreams of those dead people later, he can also tell them without guilt, I will help you avenge you, although you have received money.
It's getting dark.
The streets of the city began to be lit up with sparse electric lights, and Zhao's mansion was even brighter, and the courtyard was crowded with people who entered and exited, and it was very lively.
Zhao Hanlin was wearing a satin horse coat and gold-wire glasses, constantly greeting visitors, although he was nearly fifty years old, he was still energetic and high-spirited.
Yang Yi was dressed in the coarse cloth clothes of his subordinates, and after being busy among the guests, he moved the table and wiped the chairs, added charcoal to the burning charcoal basin, or led the horses brought by the guests to the stables, etc., etc., etc., and was busy - his current identity is a domestic servant who was introduced to the Zhao Mansion by someone, and his low-eyed and honest appearance is also an honest domestic helper at all.
While busy non-stop, Yang Yi was also observing the surrounding situation, outside the small courtyard was a large number of military police and gendarmes with three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and there were dozens of family members in the courtyard who were fully armed and heavily guarded, it can be said that it was difficult to kidnap Zhao Hanlin under such circumstances.
"Visitors to ......"
The welcome guest shouted at the top of his voice, and two oily and slippery men in suits and leather shoes and combed hair entered the door, and congratulated Zhao Hanlin from afar, and at the same time presented a congratulatory gift in his hand, a golden longevity peach, shining in the light, looking at the size I am afraid that there are several taels!
"You're polite, just come, what kind of gift do you give!"
Zhao Hanlin smiled and greeted him, but he felt that the eyes of the two people in front of him were tight, but he didn't care, after all, he was a high authority now, and the people who wanted to talk to him every day had to have eight hundred, if not thousand, how could he remember so much.
What's more, the guests who enter the door can only enter the courtyard after receiving invitations, and the idlers can't come in at all, even if there are invitations, they can't bring the guys in.
"Two, it's time to start the table, please come here!"
Yang Yi trotted over and led two men in suits and leather shoes to the table, and at the same time, the corner of his eye couldn't stop looking at these two guys, he almost didn't dare to recognize them, these two fake foreign devils with oily heads and powdery faces were actually Cheng Quan and Yu Gui.
"Don't you think you're so handsome?"
Cheng Quan took Yu Gui Shi Ran to follow Yang Yi forward, and said in a low voice with a slight movement of his mouth: "Later, someone will send the guy in the back door, you go and pick it up and bring the guy over to us - remember, just do it when the lights are out!" ”
Yang Yi nodded slightly, and then entered the backyard, until now, he hadn't seen Yang Quanlin and Xiaodong, and at the same time secretly guessed that Cheng Quan and Yu Gui could pretend to be guests to come in, so what kind of way would these two guys get in?
was thinking about it, but he bumped into a person.
"What the hell, you don't have long eyes when you walk?"
The familiar voice scolded and screamed, and pushed Yang Yi hard, wearing a silk robe, wearing a bowler hat, hanging a pocket watch, and hanging a cigarette holder, the appearance of a ruined young master, the image of the impassioned revolutionary party on weekdays, which made Yang Yi almost dare not recognize him, who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Quanlin?
By Yang Quanlin's side, there is a polite young man, and this young man Yang Yi also knows, it is Zhao Hanlin's son, Zhao Botao, the eldest young master of the Zhao family.
"Look, look, big mouth, do you believe it?"
Yang Quanlin scolded with a cigarette in his mouth, and smoked it unceremoniously, Yang Yi bowed down and lowered his head, but because he couldn't show it too obviously, he was still smoked a little, and his heart was full of anger.
"Why don't you get out of here? Something that doesn't have any eyesight! ”
Zhao Botao scolded, and then smiled at Yang Quanlin: "It seems to be a newcomer, Brother Yang, don't be like him!" ”
"Zhao Dashao, you are really good-tempered, if you are in my house, you will be beaten by such a person who is not long-sighted, where will you be polite to him!"
Yang Quanlin shouted loudly, looking back at Yang Yi with a sly smile in his eyes, obviously deliberate.
Bastard, communiqué personal vendetta!
Yang Yi thought stupidly, and continued to walk towards the backyard in a stupid manner, preparing to pick up the people who sent the guns in, and at the same time secretly admired, saying that whether it is a spy like Cheng Quan Yugui or a revolutionary party like Yang Quanlin, it is really not a simple person, just say that these guys can't do what they look like.
He was sure that not to mention wearing those suits or the silk clothes worn by a gentleman like Yang Quanlin, even if he gave himself a set of dragon robes, he estimated that he would be full of rustic.
Just thinking about this, the backyard was about to arrive, Yang Yi suddenly raised his eyebrows, and ran into the shadow of the corner with an arrow, stretching his neck to look at the backyard.
In the backyard, suppressed screams were being heard, and at the same time, some people were running quickly towards the front yard.