A week after the bombing, Gu Zhili came forward in front of the public to denounce the lawbreakers for creating chaos in order to disrupt the peace in the country.

It also borrowed the famous words of the ancients to openly express the determination of the northern government.

"Those who offend me as a strong man will be punished even if they are far away!"

For a while, the photo of Gu Zhili standing in front of the auditorium in military uniform made the front page headlines of newspapers in the north and south.

The southern government did not respond to this, and the northern government followed with a bombshell announcement, announcing the results of a detailed investigation into the bombing, with arrows pointing directly at the Japanese.

The public has been waiting for the statement of the southern government, and the southern president Chu Wenfu has been standing still, and the country has been complaining for a while.

Yang Jinxin ushered in the 22nd year of the Republic of China in this turbulent winter, and he is getting closer and closer to that tragic day.

At this time, Qin Muyang no longer appeared in public, he spent more and more time in Wuyi Lane, and even the documents of the military department had begun to be sent here by special personnel. Wuyi Lane has obviously become another office of Qin Muyang.

In the first month of Jinling, where there is no greenhouse effect, the weather is cold and the wind is biting.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon of this day, Qin Muyang, who had not been back to the mansion for several days, entered the hall with a cold air.

"Why did you come back at this time?" When Mrs. Qin saw him, she hurriedly greeted him.

Now in this hall, only Mrs. Qin is sitting alone on the sofa, since Gu Zhili said about the marriage, Qin Shuyao has a grudge against Qin Muyang, although because of the explosion, the family affair has been delayed, but Qin Shuyao still goes out early and returns late every day, deliberately staggering the meeting time with Qin Muyang, and the brother and sister have not met for a long time.

The second aunt also set off to pick up the third lady Qin Shuxian a few days ago, and in this paragraph, everything came together, and the plan to come back for the New Year had to be postponed to the present.

And Chu Yu, since he came in the door, Qin Muyang has been secret, he has little time to spend the night in the mansion, even if he occasionally rests in her room for one night, it is always, he came in when she fell asleep, he left before she woke up, and the relationship between her and him was not as close as that between him and Liao Yong and Zhao Zhijun.

Qin Muyang took off his gloves and smiled at his mother: "I haven't been back for many days, I still have to come back to have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp voice interjected, "You know, you haven't been back for many days!" ”

Qin Muyang followed the sound and looked at it, and saw Chu Yu wearing a turmeric brocade cheongsam, standing at the top of the stairs with an angry face, looking at him condescendingly. Qin Muyang's calm eyes slid over her face, and then moved away, he had nothing to say to her.

Chu Yu gasped sharply, her nails tightly clasped on the vermilion lacquer railing, biting her lip to prevent tears from falling, she had always been arrogant, just for the sake of a Qin Muyang, she pulled out too many of her own thorns.

Mrs. Qin watched the interaction between the two, and only sighed secretly, but Qin Muyang didn't care, took off her military hat and sat down on the sofa.

Zhao Zhijun came in in a hurry at this time, "Four young ......" He said in a slightly excited tone, sensitively sensing that the atmosphere in the hall was wrong, and hurriedly silenced again.

Qin Muyang glanced at him, his excitement today was a little unusual, so he beckoned him to come over. Zhao Zhijun bent down and whispered softly, and saw Qin Muyang stand up suddenly, and he didn't have time to say hello to Mrs. Qin, so he strode out. Liao Yong and Zhao Zhijun in the back, those who were in clothes took their clothes, and those who took hats took hats, all hurriedly followed and went out.

The car was speeding down the street, and Zhao Zhijun reported the news to Qin Muyang just now.

"Gu Zhili called, asking for talks between the north and the south to jointly resist Japan!"

Qin Muyang pondered for a moment and asked, "Our president, what do you mean?"

He has not yet given a written reply, but the general meaning is still the same as before, recognizing a central government and practicing democratic self-government. The south is rich, far away from the battlefield, and the outside must be settled first! ”

"Humph!" Liao Yong, who was driving the car, chuckled, "The democratic autonomy of the fart, the frog at the bottom of the well, if it goes on like this, a good country, let him finish playing sooner or later." ”

"And." Zhao Zhijun took out an earthy yellow envelope from the inner pocket of his clothes and handed it to Qin Muyang, "Gu Zhili sent someone to send you a handwritten letter. ”

Qin Muyang took the envelope and unfolded the letterhead, his face turned out to be more solemn, and finally, the Peugeot Danfeng's eyes jumped with thick flames, Zhao Zhijun kept turning his head to look at him, Qin Muyang raised his eyes and glanced at Liao Yong, and handed the letter to Zhao Zhijun.

"Look, I accepted Gu Zhili's gift, you go back to him with eight words, the land of China, not an inch of land."

Zhao Zhijun read the letter, pinched the hand of the letter, couldn't help but tremble, his eyes were full of fire, he couldn't help but glance at Liao Yong, and responded in a deep voice: "Yes!"

……

Yang Jinhuan didn't return overnight, and he hasn't returned to Wuyi Lane until now, looking at the gray sky outside, Yang Jinxin decided to go out to find Yang Jinhuan, Xiao Li couldn't resist her, so he had to follow her every step of the way.

When the car left Wuyi Alley, it was met by the marching students, a large number of people, shouting slogans and passionately, blocking the way. Xiao Li drove the car behind the crowd, stopping and stopping, very helpless.

The situation is really getting more and more chaotic!

Yang Jinxin looked at the crowded crowd and was even more worried about Yang Jinhuan's safety, so she took advantage of Xiao Li's unpreparedness and got out of the car.

It was very cold on the street, Yang Jinxin was wearing a camel-colored tweed coat, only calf-length, leaving a brocade cheongsam hem, plus black high heels, such an outfit was beautiful, and it really couldn't keep out the cold.

Yang Jinxin followed behind the crowd, but after walking a street, the police came to disperse the crowd, she went up the steps of the street, tiptoed slightly, and looked at the young and vigorous students in front of her to negotiate with the police.

At first, it was just a clash of words, but soon impatient police officers beckoned batons to the students. An injured student hid all the way up the steps, the crowd dispersed privately, and a female student sat down not far from Yang Jinxin while crying and supporting a male student. The male student's face was injured, and half of his face was swollen, a large area of black blue on his cheekbones, faintly bloodshots, and blood was flowing from the corners of his nose and mouth.

Yang Jinxin couldn't bear it, and was about to step forward to help, when he heard a familiar voice scolding: "Don't beat people, don't beat people......"

Yang Jinxin looked up, not far ahead, and a familiar back came into view. Not far from her, the tall and straight figure, the broad shoulders and back, and even the squatting down to help others treat their wounds, were deeply hidden in her memory.

There was a chaotic crowd all around, she stared closely at the figure engraved in her bones, her pink lips opened and closed, and she kept chanting the name she thought about day and night in her heart, she couldn't call it out, and she didn't dare to call it out.

The man in front didn't look back, he was busy scolding the police as he tried to squeeze forward. The people around couldn't care about the tear-stained woman next to her, Yang Jinxin was wearing high heels, and was stumbled by the chaotic crowd around her, she didn't want to follow, but her legs followed disobediently.

"Winter comes, winter comes......"

Yang Jinxin's trembling and hoarse voice was drowned out in the noise.

The man took a big stride, his feet did not stop, Yang Jinxin squeezed into the crowd crookedly, I don't know how many times he was stepped on, the high heels were twisted a few times, and the heels were hanging on the shoes swayingly.

She kept her head up, followed his steps, and struggled forward, for fear that if she was not careful, the figure would disappear from front of her eyes.

The policemen on the street scolded and scolded, and there was some hesitation because of Huo Donglai's appearance, they kept arguing, the crowd poured up layer by layer, the scene became more and more uncontrollable, Huo Dong turned back and forth loudly to stop the crowd.

Yang Jinxin saw him turn around, dodged and hid in the alley next to her, she sat on the ground against the wall, her body curled up tightly, her hands covering her face, and the hot liquid flowed down her fingers.

The sound of police arresting people was heard in front of me, and it took a long time before the street finally quieted down. Yang Jinxin propped up his body and slowly walked out of the alley, there were no more people on the street, and the banners and leaflets of the parade were scattered everywhere, messy and messy.

She picked up a leaflet on the ground, and then she knew that it turned out that Gu Zhili had really had friction with the Japanese, but the south still had no intention of supporting, she knew that the war was imminent, regardless of the north and the south, the whole of China could not escape.

We must think of a way out for our loved ones, and it is urgent!

There was the sound of a car behind her, someone got out of the car, leather shoes knocked on the bluestone slab, the rhythm was heavy and slow, and the person stopped behind her. Yang Jinxin slowly turned his head, and his black pupils washed with tears were exceptionally clear and brilliant.

"Let's go home!"

Qin Muyang looked at her, smiled gently, and stretched out his hand towards Yang Jinxin.

Yang Jinxin lowered his eyes slightly, motionless, his fingers clenched tightly into fists, and it took a long time to raise his head. She looked at Qin Muyang, her watery pupils revealed a firm light, and she said in a calm tone: "Qin Muyang, do you want to marry me?" ”

Qin Muyang's handsome face showed a smile of surprise, and he suddenly hugged her into his arms, eager to rub her into his bones.

"I promise you that I will give you an official name."

Yang Jinxin was not affected by his excitement, and his calm voice sounded in his ears, "I promised to be your concubine, and you also have to promise to send my sister abroad." ”

"Okay, you can say anything!" Even if she said that she wanted stars in the sky at this moment, Qin Muyang would not hesitate to agree.

"And." Yang Jinxin broke free from his arms and looked at him resolutely, "You have to transfer Donglai back from the battlefield, and you will never trouble him." ”

These days, Yang Jin has thought a lot, she is already like this, what else can she do for her sister and Donglai? That purgatory-like Jinling City is very likely to repeat itself in history, she can't see her sister in that bloody nightmare, let alone see the winter come, go to the battlefield to shed blood and sacrifice.

So, it was already the only thing she could do for them.

"Good!" Qin Muyang pondered for a long time, and agreed softly, his dark pupils slid over a trace of injury, and were soon replaced by calm.

A clear, doubtful voice reached people's ears at this time.

"Fourth brother? Yang Jinxin? You ......"