King of Black Mist

Before going to the opera house in the evening, Li Changzhou took a bath to get rid of the scent Li Biwei left on her body - she put on powder, and Yang Qinglan's perception was high again.

It was really unlucky. Li Changzhou didn't think it was an affair at all. To him, this was 120% a disaster.

Except for Yang Qinglan, he didn't want to touch any woman.

And before - on the train that came, he had made an appointment with Yang Qinglan. Even talking to the opposite sex had to be divided. The man was left to him and the woman to her. As a result, not long after he passed, the woman sat on his lap. .

In reflection, the car quickly arrived at the Liyuan.

The Liyuan receptionist's eyes had long been sharpened. He could tell who it was by looking at the car's license plate number. Before Li Changzhou's car stopped, he had already walked to the drop-off point to greet Li Changzhou with a smile on his face.

As soon as the car stopped, the receptionist was about to go up and open the door, but was pushed away by Liu De, who got off the car first.

Twelve bodyguards got out of the three cars behind them and quickly guarded Li Changzhou's car. Their eyes were like wolves, and the safety of the Browning pistol in their hands was turned on.

The grandeur of the scene made the noisy entrance to the Liyuan quiet for a moment.

"Second Master, we're here." Liu De opened the car door respectfully and ducked out of the way.

Li Changzhou got out of the car, still dressed as a handsome young man in a suit, and the civilized staff in his hand was replaced by a "Spider Bee Tentacle Cane".

He didn't rush in and stood by the car and looked around.

In the dark, the streets are filled with all kinds of cars under the light of old-style electric lamps.

Women either wear cheongsam or Western-style skirts, red, yellow, blue and white, colorful and dazzling, without the sense of black and white in old movies.

There are also speculative vendors, carrying fruit burdens and sesame cake baskets, doing temporary business.

The rickshaws are even more like an assembly line, delivering neatly dressed customers one after another.

These rickshaws do not leave after delivering customers, but wait at the door, either chatting with other rickshaw drivers or hanging out in temporary stalls, waiting to do repeat business from customers.

Li Changzhou looked away, turned around and was about to walk into the opera garden.

"Boss Feng! Boss Feng! Please!"

"The children at home have been hungry for several days, and we really have no money!"

"Boss Feng, we don't want wages, we just need to give you food! Just one meal of cornmeal or a piece of pot cake a day! Boss Feng, please show your kindness, we will kowtow to you!"

At the corner of the street, a group of ragged men knelt in front of a car.

After a while, an old man wearing a long gown and a black mandarin jacket with a calm demeanor got out of the car. The men's voices became louder, and Wu Yaya knelt there.

"Everyone, everyone!" The old man said angrily, "It's not that I, Mr. Feng, don't want to help you. You have no money, and I, Mr. Feng, don't have any money either! Three million worth of sea goods have not entered the port until today, and I am also dismantling them. The east wall is repairing the west wall, and I can't protect myself, how can I help you?"

"Boss Feng, please! Please!" The men just kowtowed.

The old man said a few words and returned to the car. Liyuan's bodyguards came forward and drove the group of men away.

Li Changzhou turned around and asked Liu De: "What's going on?"

"These people should be workers at the dock," Liu De watched from the side. "Not long ago, it was said that the port encountered the worst sea freeze in decades. Ships did not come in for a month. Without ships, there would be no goods. There would be no goods." Of course, these dock workers don’t have money to take the goods, but these are what I’ve heard.”

Li Changzhou glanced at those men again.

They may be old or young, but they all have strong bodies made by hard work, and they look like they have a lot of strength. At this time, these old men burst into tears.

One of the men cried so much that he collapsed on the ground, like a child who couldn't get candy.

The people around them turned a blind eye, those rickshaw drivers and stall vendors, as long as they didn't get customers or sell anything for a few days, the fate of the dock porters in front of them would be their tomorrow.

The difference is this: these dock workers still have a place to cry, while self-employed people like them don’t even have a place to cry.

"This is our fate, this is our fate!" an elderly worker sighed.

This is our destiny.

It is indeed their fate, and their fate has already been clearly written in history.

Li Changzhou looked away and walked into the pear garden with a tentacle cane, feeling melancholy.

He had read about those hard days in the early 20th century in books, and had long been mentally prepared for them. But now that he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't hide his sadness, and his internal organs seemed to be gripped by those cries and shouts.

But he also knew that there was nothing he could do for these people, their lives were over long ago.

When you walked into the theater, you saw the stage, and a stand connected on three sides was built around the stage.

There were rows of chairs under the stands, and even the aisles were filled.

‘The first concert in my life. ’ Li Changzhou sighed, forgot what happened just now, changed his mood, and was led into the box.

The box contained soft drinks, dried fruits, cakes, and some side dishes, both meat and vegetable, served on plates. There were also two bottles of wine, one each of wine and brandy.

No matter how poor and unable to eat outside, this place is always lively and luxurious, making people wonder, is this really a world?

Feeling depressed and prone to wandering thoughts when idle, Li Changzhou asked Liu De to tell him a story.

"Second Master, today we are on Sun Xiaoyun's team."

"Who is Sun Xiaoyun?" Li Changzhou asked.

"Second Master, you have lived abroad for a long time and don't understand the country anymore!" Liu De smiled.

"Compared with you, Second Master, Sun Xiaoyun is nothing, but in Peking Opera, he is a well-known figure! When he was on stage singing, he was a famous Huadan. It can be said that he was famous all over the world. Ordinary warlords and tycoons were Give her some thin noodles."

At the end, he flattered her again: "But if I offend you, Second Master, and you are charged with being a spy, Liu De, I will bring her head to you."

"Why do I need her head?" Li Changzhou smiled and said, "Go on."

"Okay." Liu De poured him a glass of wine first and then set out the bowls and chopsticks. "After Sun Xiaoyun stopped taking the stage, her reputation not only did not weaken, but became even more popular. Because she taught many famous actors, Chunhuang is the most outstanding one. one."

Li Changzhou took two mouthfuls of shrimp and listened with one ear.

Liu De added: "This Sun family class has another special feature. Second Master, what do you think it is?"

"What?"

"The cast is full of female actors." Liu De said with a smile, "The male characters such as Sheng and Jing are also played by female actors. Chunhuang is the most famous for Xu Sheng."

He couldn't help but admire: "I don't know where this Sun Xiaoyun has the vision to be able to pick up so many talented and beautiful women."

"You are quite capable." Li Changzhou nodded.

Yang Qinglan is doing odd jobs under her (this word is very important and must not be replaced by 'learning to sing'), how could he not be capable?

"Second Master, you don't know that many wealthy men enjoy marrying their actresses."

"I will also marry one today." Li Changzhou smiled.

"Based on your appearance and identity, Second Master, pack it up!" Liu De gave a thumbs up, "Go to the Marshal's Mansion!"

The master and the servant laughed.

"I'm so happy."

As soon as the voice sounded, Liu De was startled, anger and wariness surged up at the same time.

He was angry because the twelve subordinates outside actually let people in without authorization, and he was on guard because he was worried that someone would assassinate him.

But when he saw the person coming, he immediately showed an ambiguous smile and left without saying a word.

"Sit down." Li Changzhou pointed at the soft table opposite the small table filled with snacks and wine.

Zhong Yingru put down the gauze scarf draped around her wrists and asked calmly: "What made my second uncle laugh so happily?"

"It's nothing, Liu De made a joke." Li Changzhou poured her a glass of wine, thinking about how to deal with her.

Is it the Pao Fist (a serious punch), the Hunyuan Thunder Palm (listen to the thunder in a silent place), or the powerful Bull Demon Fist.

During this time, Zhong Yingru kept looking at him.

"Sister-in-law, what are you looking at?" Li Changzhou asked.

Zhong Yingru pursed her lips: "Nothing."

She saw that Li Changzhou had taken a shower.

Taking a sip of wine, her body warmed up and her legs lightly rubbed against each other.

But not yet, the show hasn’t started yet, maybe someone will come.

The best time is to wait until the Spring Emperor comes on stage and everyone is focused on watching the show.

Li Changzhou had the same idea. He waited for everyone to focus on watching the show, knocked her out with a palm, then waited for the assassin to come to the door. After dealing with the assassin, he went to find his Miss Yang.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still. He didn't see Miss Yang for two whole days!

He picks mugwort, and if he doesn't see her for a day, it feels like he's three years old. He hasn't seen her for six years. He will get sick if he delays it any longer.

Seeing his impatient look, Zhong Yingru pursed her lips tighter.

She was lying on a soft chair. Her apricot cheongsam was particularly slim. The curves of her breasts, slender waist, and slender legs were placed there like a dish with all the color, flavor, and flavor.

Her buttocks were pressed into the soft chair, and her graceful curves were full of the charm of a young woman.

No wonder Li Changzhou would play with his sister-in-law. Li Changzhou could understand it more or less. If Yang Qinglan was not there, he would be a little tempted, but what is Li Biwei's situation?

Even without Li Qianxia, ​​he would not do such a thing with his sister.

Is it because Li Changzhou studied abroad all year round and only met Li Biwei when they grew up, so the love between a man and a woman is better than that between a brother and a sister?

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly there was thunderous applause, and the cheers almost brought down the whole pear garden.

As soon as the musical instruments sounded, a group of people came out of the stage with a sonorous sound. They moved their postures, raised their voices, and their gentle or heavy dramatic tunes were clearly transmitted to everyone's ears without a microphone.

Li Changzhou watched it for a while and then gave up. If he knew what was being sung, it might be interesting, but the key point was that he couldn't even understand the words.

But he still pretended to listen carefully, otherwise, would he have touched his sister-in-law?

At this time, Liu De walked in, squatted beside him, and whispered: "Second Master, someone is looking for you."

Came much earlier than expected.

"Let him come in." Li Changzhou still looked at the stage.

After Liu De left, Zhong Yingru frowned: "Did you make an appointment with someone else?"

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm going to perform on stage today too." Li Changzhou said with a smile.

Liu De led someone in, a thin middle-aged man wearing a long gown and a Western-style hat.

"You guys go out first." The thin middle-aged man said to Liu De and Zhong Yingru.

Liu De raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry.

"Liu De, you go out first." Li Changzhou said.

Liu De hesitated for a moment and then took the order: "Sir, I'm outside. Call me if you need anything."

"Go ahead."

After Liu De exited, Li Changzhou said again: "This is my sister-in-law. I have nothing to hide from her. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

He wanted to use these things to make Zhong Yingru take the initiative to distance himself from him, but Zhong Yingru looked at him with full eyes.

The thin middle-aged man took off his hat, revealing an upright face.

"Li Changzhou," he said, "we are not here to cause trouble for you, but to bring you benefits."

"What's the benefit?" Li Changzhou ate the food with chopsticks.

"Be the boss."

Zhong Yingru's eyelids twitched, she looked away from Li Changzhou's face and carefully looked at the person in front of her.

From her point of view, she naturally hopes that Li Changzhou will succeed the Li family. Her husband now knows about her cheating. The reason why he keeps it secret is that he does not want to lose face and is worried about Marshal Li.

Once Li Bichang becomes the commander-in-chief, neither she nor Li Changzhou will have an easy time.

Li Changzhou picked up the glass bottle, poured himself some wine, took a sip, and leaned back on the chair.

"Who asked you to come? The Song family? The Zhao family? Or a foreigner?" he asked.

"You have no choice," the tall, thin middle-aged man said in a leisurely and condescending tone, "If you don't want to be a commander, you will die."

Li Changzhou stared at him. After two seconds, he put down his wine glass and smiled.

"I have a rule of thumb - you shouldn't force others to ask for help, what do you think?"