Now the father and son felt a little embarrassed, and there was no place for them for this meal as usual.

Zhou Yuquan and Lu Zuixian are exceptions, and their reputation is enough to ensure that they become important props for the character design of others' "Corporal Lixian, Yashan Yinlu". Often when praising the other party in politeness, a sentence and a half can make the latter take it out to show off for a long time.

But for a mixed world like father and son, there is naturally no such treatment, of course, since it is still manageable to invite the singing hall to dinner, and it is usually not bad, but it has to squeeze a table with those ordinary guests or protégés.

Qian Xunzhi looked at his son, stood up and was about to go out, Cheng Ziqing called out in time, "Two ben dukes, this is to lose my Cheng face, please stay, stay." ”

Qian Dingzhang said, "Mr. Cheng, don't say that, it's broken, it's broken."

Cheng Ziqing stepped forward and arched his hand, "I'm a martial artist, the words are not good to speak, please join us, first, we will give you a glass to the two of you, thank you for your timely help, and second, you seem to be friends with Xiao Liu, so you have to be together" I couldn't help but pull Qian Xunzhi and leave, although Qian Xunzhi has good physical fitness, otherwise he wouldn't have used the string as a war hammer just now. But compared with Cheng Ziqing's innate divine power, it is still inferior, and it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate at the moment.

Cheng Ziqing saw the two of them walking towards the big dining room together, and beckoned Cheng Xiwen to rearrange the seats at the main table. Then he glanced at his nephew, and his steps slowed down and fell behind everyone.

Seeing this, Cheng Shaohua also slowed down, and after being parallel to Cheng Ziqing, he said softly, "Uncle, this Qian Xun is not simple. ”

"Huh?" Cheng Ziqing: "I also think, you speak first"

"Uncle, the moment he smashed the assassin with a string just now was not simple, it should be done in the army."

"What? In the army, "Cheng Ziqing's eyes glared, "This is still military, civilian? ”

"Uncle, when I went back to Paris for training, there was a martial arts instructor who had participated in the World War, and when he had nothing to do, he told us about his experience in the World War." Cheng Shaohua paused, as if sorting out his memory.

He said that at that time, he was in the army, and together with the British, he was fighting against the Germans, and once he rushed to the other side's trenches, he basically relied on cold weapons to fight hand-to-hand. At the beginning, the Anglo-French coalition suffered a big loss, because the Germans regarded the sapper shovel used to dig trenches as a one-handed combat weapon, especially in the later stages of the war. ”

"Huh? Then, to the point, "Cheng Ziqing was a little impatient

"Yes, yes, and then the British invented a fanged hammerhead, a wrought iron toothed hammer head the size of a potato, equipped with a one-and-a-half-foot-long wooden handle, specially used for trench warfare hand-to-hand combat, and also specially designed the corresponding fighting action, because the space in the trench is small, many conventional actions can not be performed. The biggest feature of this trench hammer method is that the range of action is small, and many movements avoid shoulder force as much as possible and rely solely on arm strength. ”

"You mean, that old man just used the so-called trench hammer method?"

"I don't dare to pack the ticket, but it's very similar, just now he didn't move his lower shoulder, and he completely relied on his elbow and wrist to throw the string out, and ordinary people rarely use such force."

Cheng Ziqing stopped at his feet, "You mean to say that this person has been in the army." ”

"Yes, and it should be an elite unit that directly obeys the orders of foreign instructors or students, and is definitely not an ordinary militia or security regiment." Cheng Shaohua's expression was a little nervous. In troubled times, being a soldier is not a particularly popular profession, but at the age of Qian Xunzhi, he should be a veteran who participated in the Central Plains War, and he doesn't need to work too hard to become a low-level officer, and his life is still okay. But he just wants to be a storyteller who runs the rivers and lakes. If you don't want to be a soldier at the expense of your life, then it is not difficult to go to the tax police team, the police station, or even go to the security regiment to become an official and a half-job.

"No wonder," Cheng Ziqing frowned and said, "I pulled him just now, and when I put my hand on it, I obviously felt that there was a counterattack power, this can only be practiced after a long period of exercise, and it is not controlled by the brain, the body's natural reaction, he withdrew his strength later, pretending to be dragged away by me... ”

"What then?"

"You, why can't you hold your breath when you're not young, at least he doesn't plan to hurt me, let's see. You pay attention to don't be rude, and a manly husband should be open-minded, so many years have passed, you are still so angry with Xiao Liu, and you will toast him with a glass of wine. ”

The banquet was very happy, mainly because of today's lunch meal, all of them were acquaintances in Cheng, the yellow circle, or juniors, so naturally they didn't have to worry too much about talking. After three rounds of drinking, Cheng Shaohua took a glass and went to Liu Shenwei to toast, but his expression was quite embarrassing, but Liu Shenwei did not refuse to come, and the wine was dry.

Huang Jinrong looked funny, and poked Cheng Ziqing with his elbow, "Ah San, you nephew, you seem to feel uncomfortable." And who is this Xiao Liu to the low hero, it seems that you are also an old friend, you might as well talk about it. ”

Cheng Ziqing was slightly drunk after a few cups, so he immediately nodded and agreed, "Anyway, it's been so long, so let's talk about it." ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly came to their senses, this Liu Shenwei with a northern accent sounded like a person from Guanzhong, how could he get together with the big bag of the French Concession?

"Everyone, this Liu Langzhong, of course he is Langzhong, but do you know what his true identity is?"

"I know, Xingyi Fist Grandmaster, it is estimated that it has something to do with the military commander" Qian Dingzhang muttered in his heart, of course, he still maintained his usual humility. just looked at Dr. Liu, but saw that his expression was calm and joyless, and he was drinking and eating by himself, as if he was not talking about himself.

Seeing that everyone was talking about it and couldn't get the point, even Huang Jinrong urged, "Ah San, don't sell Guanzi, speak out, speak out." ”

"This identity, I won't talk about it first, let me ask you one more thing, do you have any impression of the case in Ailiyuan a few years ago?"

"Huh? Isn't it, the son of Ji Juemi, the head of Aili Garden, died violently inexplicably? At that time, many of the case files were translated by me, and it seems that Shaohua and Inspector Cheng did it together," Lu Diandong replied.

The crowd on stage was in a buzz. This case was indeed a sensation back then, the Aili Garden was originally a private garden built by the Jewish real estate tycoon Hartung to give to his wife Luo Jialing, Robben's name was Liza, and the garden name Aili showed that the two were very emotional.

Hartung made a fortune in his early years by speculating on land, and paving the road with Tieli wood was his handiwork. After earning enough money, he stayed with his wife all day long, and handed over all the family plans to Ji Juemi, the garden manager.

Hartung is a huge fortune and a real estate developer, so the Aili Garden is magnificent, covering an area of more than 300 acres, but this garden is very good, and it can even be said to be unlucky.

It turned out that the garden was expanded many times and the last time it was expanded, and a large area of land around it was simply zoned in.

Unexpectedly, I don't know if it was because the survey was not careful or because I was too arrogant, so I actually encircled other ancestral graves together.

If it is just an ordinary farmer, then it is naturally not a problem under the silver bullet offensive, but this is the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family, the Zhang family is not a dignitary, the second is not a rich businessman, and the third is not a Jiangyang thief, but Hartung has no way to take them alive or dead.

The head of the Zhang family's generation, named Zhang Xiangyun, is known as Zhang Deaf in the folk because of his bad ears, and he is the first person to take a typhoid class in Shanghai. For the patient who got typhoid fever because of excessive indulgence, he was scolded bitterly, but after the scolding, he still took the trouble to carefully diagnose and treat, and the result was of course that the medicine was eliminated, and this person practiced medicine extremely benevolently, and the visit was the same as the consultation fee regardless of distance and proximity. When a poor person comes to the door, not only does he not charge a penny, but he also posts a lot of money for medicine. It is a beautiful talk in the sea.

Hartung sent people to negotiate with him several times and was willing to pay a huge amount of money to relocate the grave, but in vain. After touching a few noses, Hartung was emboldened, and simply sacrificed the collusion between officials and businessmen, filed a lawsuit and tried to buy off the judge.

As a result, they ignored the huge prestige of Zhang Deaf in Shanghai, and for a time various newspapers and magazines expressed their support, and the judge could only handle it impartially because of the turbulent public feelings. As a result, Aili Garden had to open a small door for Zhang Jiadan to enter and exit the tomb.

It is conceivable that when Hartung accompanied his wife for a walk, he saw the curling smoke rising into the air, and Cheche cried around the side, and he didn't know what it would be like in his heart.

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The previous article made a mistake about the divorce time of Lu Lanchun and Huang Jinrong, which is really oolong.

Because writing this article requires a lot of information, especially the chronology or memorabilia of some people. Of course, this is my personal bad habit, in fact, some data or dates are not so important, or even if they are found, but because of the plot in the article, historical facts will not be used.

It's this problem that brings a lot of trouble.,I pressed the router to an automatic upgrade before.,As a result, the original brush of Merlin was completely played.,After reinstallation,Everyone understands that because of the recent sake that doesn't work.。

But that's it, there are still errors and omissions, if you see this, please point it out in the comment area.

Well, isn't it too big for an online article to be like this? Yun Bei .jpg

However, for a person who is accustomed to Google, whether it is Baidu or Bing inside the wall, it is complete garbage, of course, the core is the Internet environment inside the wall is too poor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an information manure tank.

In addition to plagiarizing each other, all kinds of media and self-media are based on imagination to fabricate and change historical materials, usually checking a person or data, and finally everyone comes to find fault. Usually the result is that countless hours have been spent, but the information is still this regurgitated stuff, which is unappetizing.

For example, the title of red-headed Ah San I mentioned earlier, Baidu Leng can find nearly ten statements, and I am also admired.

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Ji Juemi's life experience is very mysterious, but there is one point worth mentioning, this person presided over the Chinese translation of the ancient blue classic in the twenties of the last century.

Well, Hartung is a Jew who believes in Judaism, Luo Jialing is of mixed Chinese and French descent, and Ji Juemi is a Chinese who believe in Buddhism.