Section 37: Good intentions are not rewarded

For Yun Yuan and Bai Yungui, Murong Painting House did not say a word.

It is a historian's homework to evaluate a person's quality by a person's political attitude or party beliefs.

For the Republican period, whether it was a party or a workers' movement, it was a trendy thing, unprecedented. It would be unfair to think that support is a great man and that repression is a sinner.

On the road of exploring China's progress, the revolution finally achieved results. But as warlords during the Republic of China, they had their own political beliefs, and revolution was not the path they believed in. In later generations, the warlords who have suppressed them will all be infamous for their heinous crimes, and Murong Hualou has always maintained a neutral attitude, disagreeing with and not regretting.

The repression at that time was a political trick, but what about the insults of later generations?

Bai Yungui woke up the day after the operation.

After three days in the hospital, he moved back to his residence.

The quiet and peaceful courtyard halfway up the mountain is now densely guarded. On the tree-lined path in front of the door, there were more than forty armed guards, heavily guarded.

Bai Yun was shot five times, and he was very lucky, but he didn't hit the vital point.

But a shot was shot in the spine.

Medical equipment in this period was limited, and German doctors did not dare to take it out. Bai Yungui woke up and heard about this, his eyes were deep, and he said to the adjutant beside him: "It's okay if you can't take it out, leave a mark in your bones, so as not to be confused and forget one day." ”

was so self-deprecating, the adjutant was stunned and didn't dare to answer.

But the bullet stays in the body, which is a hidden danger after all.

He rested for more than half a month, and his wound was scabbed and had not yet healed, but he had to go to the station to inspect it. Hearing that the garrison was training troops and a batch of new guns had been introduced, Bai Yungui had to personally supervise the training to prevent the soldiers from being lazy.

Li Zhenghong was still lying on the bed, and the former adjutant who had been close to him had all died in the accident on the Bertram, and the new adjutant did not dare to stop him, so he had to tell Murong Hualou about it and let her persuade the overseers.

Murong Painting Lou was surprised.

She couldn't bear the two young and shy adjutants begging left and right, so she had to bring a cup of brewed black tea to Bai Yungui.

His bedroom was at the back of the second floor, opposite his study. The hallway was covered with a long cashmere carpet, and it fell silently; At the end, the long window is open, the wind blows the green forged curtain, and the slippery and soft brocade ripples like fine wisps.

The adjutant motioned for her to knock on the door of the study, but she hid aside and did not dare to raise her head.

These lieutenants, Xin and Bai Yungui, had heard that the Overseers were short-tempered and treated people harshly, so they naturally served cautiously, for fear of making a mistake.

Murong Hualou shook his head and chuckled, knocking on the door of the carved room.

Hearing the sound of coming in from inside, Murong Hualou opened the door with his body and entered.

The study room is furnished with a stable atmosphere, tall sandalwood bookshelves, a large collection of books, and neatly placed in categories; At the other end of the bookshelf, on the rosewood shelf, there are many and complete knives on display; There are three maps on the wall - Yuzhou, Huaxia, and the world.

Brown Turkish carpet, navy blue flannel curtains, and a man sitting behind a desk is smoking.

Seeing her come in, Bai Yungui lazily raised his eyes, holding a telegram in his hand, and was reading it carefully; The cigar in the other hand was already halfway smoked.

With such a serious injury, it was already a headache for him not to recuperate in bed, and he actually smoked.

"Is there something wrong?" Bai Yungui asked, his voice calm, not very welcoming and not very annoying. Her silk-like soft and smooth green silk was scattered, sprinkled on her slender neck, her small face was three points more delicate than white jade, and in her round eyes, her black lacquer eyes flashed slightly, looking at him in a daze. The slender and skillful hand holds the celadon tea cup, and the tea is fragrant.

The moon-white diagonal shirt looks like a fair lady walking out of an ancient painting.

"Overseer drinking tea...... Murong Hualou put the tea cup on his desk, seeing that he was not looking good, he thought about how to persuade him as tactfully as possible.

Bai Yungui's gaze returned to the message, and he took a puff of his cigar, the white smoke was ethereal, and the smell of tobacco was extremely sweet, and he said, "Well, let's get out!" ”

She stood still.

Bai Yungui raised his eyes for a moment, and found that she was still there, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her.

"Overseer, cigars are a good thing, refreshing...... But what about the damage to wound healing...... "Murong Hualou's eyes were smiling, and his slightly upturned lips were like a child.

Bai Yungui looked at the half cigar in his hand, frowned, and said, "Where is there such a statement?" Unheard! ”

"His nectar is this arsenic." Murong Hualou's voice was slight, "Opium should have been a medicinal herb, but if you overdose, wouldn't it also be a disaster for the country and the people?" ”

Bai Yungui's expression was grim, not that he listened to Murong Hualou's words, but remembered that the Yuzhou gangsters were starting to steal and sell opium again, and they were repeatedly banned. Last time, he cut off a number of secret channels, and it took a few days, and now it has risen again. It's like a rat, and it can't be killed at all!

He pinched the cigar casually, took a sip of the tea she offered, and said, "It's okay, let's go out and get busy!" ”

She still stood still.

Bai Yungui was displeased this time, his eyes swept over sharply, and his voice was a little stern: "Just say what is the matter, I don't have the heart to guess with you!" ”

Murong Hualou felt that when his eyes were fierce, it was like a fire, but the majesty was not fierce. So his eyes were slightly glazed: "Overseer, do you think that within a few years, Huaxia can be unified?" In a few years, can it prosper? ”

The abrupt and inexplicable question of this question is also inexplicable. Bai Yungui's gaze paused slightly, and fell on her face.

She looked at him with a serious expression.

"What do you say?" Bai Yun leaned back and looked at her intently.

Murong Hualou smiled: "I am a woman, I know very little, and I only know from reading the newspaper occasionally that there are Zheng warlords in Shaanxi, Hebei and Henan, and there are Zhang father and son in the northeast; There is a Cao system in the plains; The southeast is dominated by the Overseers. The northern cabinet relied on Britain and the United States, and the southern cabinet relied on Japan, and it became a puppet early on, and the country was scattered. If you want to fight outside, Germany has new types of munitions and is well-equipped; The British Navy is powerful and world-famous; Although the Japanese Army also learned from the West, it was a faction of its own, and it was difficult for China to resist. Thirty or forty years, they can be expelled. ”

"If you want to settle the country, or peace talks, or civil war, ten years and eight years may be peaceful. It has been another twenty or thirty years to govern the land and develop the economy. "Murong Hualou looked at the white clouds, "Roughly calculated, if you want to unite your family and country, prosperity and prosperity, it will take sixty or seventy years, right?" ”

"The people of the world praise the army for cherishing their family and country, and aiming for the community...... If this is true, the Overseer, the prosperity of the family and the country has a long way to go, take care of your body, endure the pain of taking medicine and being bedridden for a while, and exchange the continuation of life for a long time. That's the real blessing of the people! ”

Bai Yungui's eyes were quiet, so deep that he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and he smiled slowly: "I've heard a lot of words to persuade people to take medicine, but you are fresh this time!" You seem to know a lot about the situation......"

"Yuzhou Daily has a chief writer named Wuyan, these are his words...... I'm just picking up people's teeth, and the Overseers laugh. Murong Hualou's eyes were calm and his heart was clear.

It was no different from the apprehension of the first meeting.

However, after some high-pitched talk, she lowered her eyelids and her eyelashes to cover her emotions.

"Speechless!" Bai Yungui said suddenly, "I know this person, he is a fanatic who fights the main battle, and he is the most restless!" However, his writing insight is extraordinary. ”

The idea of cherishing talents is overflowing.

He got up and said, "I haven't taken the medicine for the morning!" Go ahead, ask Adjutant Chen to bring the medicine to my bedroom, and I'll take a break......"

Murong Hualou raised his eyebrows and smiled, he was not a person who ate the ancients.

Bai Yungui bypassed Murong Painting Building, and when he was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned around and said: "Madame is raised in the old mansion of Lincheng, and it is the first time she went out, but she knows the current situation well, and her marksmanship is even more exquisite. Madam...... What a wonderful person! ”

Murong Hualou smiled slowly.

After Bai Yun returned, she shrugged: Good intentions are never rewarded!

Save him and persuade him to take medicine, but he suspects her.