March 18, 1938.
Twenty-seven years of the Republic of China.
February 17, Wuyin year.
It is appropriate to destroy houses and ruin walls.
Bogey, the market is open...and...
Also, get married!
Avoid getting married!
What kind of bad day did you choose?
The dignified Meng Shaoyuan got married on a day when marriage was taboo!
We can’t blame Wu Jingyi who arranged the marriage.
She didn't understand these things at first, and she had to get married before Meng Shaoyuan's men left Shanghai, so she made preparations in a hurry.
The Chinese tradition of looking at the almanac for important events has been ignored.
Cai Xuefei came back from abroad again and didn't care about these things at all.
So Meng Shaoyuan was going to get married on a lucky date...
…
"No, Director Meng, it's not a good time to get married today." Sitting in the car, Xu Zhu couldn't help but say.
"Yeah?"
Meng Shaoyuan also knew nothing about the almanac.
"It's true." Xu Zhu vowed: "I looked at the almanac when I went out. Today is not a good day for moving, opening a market, or getting married."
"So I always suspect that Wu Jingyi wants to persecute me." Meng Shaoyuan became more and more sure: "It's not appropriate, is it? I don't believe in evil yet. I said yesterday that I wanted to see blood, and when I see blood, everything is appropriate!"
Now, it's 7 am.
Pingliang Road, Shanghai Public Settlement.
…
Cai Xuefei got up early in the morning.
In fact, she didn't sleep much all night last night.
When I got married for the first time, I didn’t even see what my husband looked like.
But this time it's different.
This time it was her choice.
Today is the happiest and most important day in her life!
The garden of Qiangwei Mansion is decorated.
It is impossible to get married in a beautiful way, everything can only be kept simple.
However, Cai Xuefei still insisted on doing things according to Chinese customs as much as possible.
Although Butler Qiu was very dissatisfied with the marriage, he sent an emergency telegram to Nanyang, but there was no news at all.
This was a major matter for Madam, and Butler Qiu had no choice but to do his best to handle it.
Looking at the proud look on that Arau's face, Butler Qiu felt as if he had eaten a fly.
Hey, when he thinks that his wife will be called "Mrs. Meng" from now on, Butler Qiu wants to die...
…
"Secretary Shi, the hospitality has not been good these days. The hospitality has not been good."
"My father-in-law, it's very good, very good." Shi Qingzhi said with a smile: "I came to Shanghai more than ten years ago, and this time, it has changed a lot. I am far away from the north and the south, and China's peace is just around the corner. The reform government's attitude towards the father-in-law I have high expectations, and I also hope that my father-in-law will take up his post as soon as possible, so that you and I can work together in the future."
Chen Lu smiled slightly: "As for becoming the Minister of Foreign Affairs, let me think about it again. To celebrate the establishment of the reform government, I am going to let Quanzi go. It can be regarded as a statement of mine."
Shi Qingzhi knew that this guy was a cunning old man.
He had clearly agreed to serve as the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Reform Government, and his son Chen Youtao was also appointed Director of the General Affairs Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Reform Government, but he refused to admit it in front of himself.
This old cunning man had outstanding qualifications in the past, and his rebellion and surrender to the enemy was considered by the Japanese to be a major victory.
However, he was worried about retaliation from the military commander and would never admit it to the outside world easily before he officially took office.
Chen Lu was afraid of continuing to ask questions: "Secretary Shi, let's have breakfast together. After breakfast, the car will take you to the train station. I'm old and my legs are inconvenient, so I won't take you there myself."
"My lord, you're welcome, you're welcome. It's enough to have so many bodyguards accompanying me."
…
"what time is it?"
"7:20."
"Shi Qingzhi is coming out soon." Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "Order all brothers to officially enter the designated ambush position at 7:30."
"yes."
"Once the target is discovered, no one in the two cars will be left alive!"
"clear."
Meng Shaoyuan took a deep breath of cigarette and blew out several smoke rings in the car...
…
AM, 7:30.
The Rose Mansion is all decorated.
Arau had arrived a few minutes ago.
"Hey, where is Meng Shaoyuan?" Butler Qiu's words always have a bit of arrogance: "You are going to marry our wife, you must be extremely nervous now, right?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Alao said lukewarmly, "Our master went out early in the morning."
"What? You went out early in the morning?" Butler Qiu's eyes widened: "Today is his wedding, why did he go out so early in the morning?"
"I'm a housekeeper. Don't ask me questions that I shouldn't ask. I know my identity."
"You... you can't make sense of this, you bastard!"
…
7:30.
Zhu Yanni knocked on Wu Jingyi’s door on time.
"You're so beautifully dressed? Come on, come in and have breakfast."
They agreed to go to the wedding together.
In the Shanghai Special Office of Military Reunification, Wu Jingyi and Zhu Yanni have the best relationship.
Moreover, she also felt special sympathy for Zhu Yanni.
"Oh, look at you, wearing such a beautiful cheongsam." Wu Jingyi said "tsk tsk": "You even put on makeup, right? This gives him face."
"After all, this is his first marriage." Zhu Yanni felt a little embarrassed: "I want to dress up, but I can't lose his face."
Wu Jingyi sighed: "This Meng Shaoyuan doesn't know what good things he did in his previous life. To be able to meet a girl like you..."
…
7:30.
Meng Shaoyuan threw away the cigarette butt: "It's time to go out, everyone enter the designated ambush position!"
"Director Meng, gun."
Meng Shaoyuan took over the submachine gun.
Can you believe that you are getting married today?
Wedding, murder day!
…
7:30, Nanjing.
Tian Qi ate an egg.
Yesterday, I received a transfer order to return to Shanghai to assist in the work.
The situation in Nanjing has just begun.
Pity.
But it's okay, there may be a chance to see Meng Shaoyuan again.
I don’t know how he is doing now.
And his marriage.
Tian Qi doesn't plan to get married, but Boss Meng will definitely get married.
You can't wait until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War before getting married, right?
When I return to Shanghai, I will have the opportunity to see him and give him some good advice.
Strange, why have I become a mother-in-law now?
Is it because the incubation time is too long?
…
8 o'clock.
The first guest has arrived.
Zhou Weilong.
As soon as they met, they held hands one after another and cheered continuously.
No, why was Luo Zhujun the one to receive it?
Zhou Weilong looked both ways: "Where is Meng Shaoyuan? Why didn't the groom come out?"
"He's not here yet." Luo Zhujun whispered, "I heard A'lao said he went out early in the morning."
"What? What's the trick? This kid won't run away from marriage, will he?"
…
"Director Meng, the motorcade will leave Chen's house on time at 7:30."
"Where's the route?"
"I just received a call from a comrade on the front line and we are following the established route."
"Sharpshooter."
"arrive!"
"According to the plan, I found the team and shot the tires first."
"yes!"
"I asked you to reform the government!" Meng Shaoyuan cursed fiercely: "Young master, if I kill you on your wedding day, it will give you enough face!"
…
The two cars were not very fast.
Shi Qingzhi sat in the car and closed his eyes to relax.
What a bullshit reform government.
Only the government in Peiping is the most orthodox government.
This time I came here on Chairman Wang's order to explore Nanjing's depth.
Sooner or later they will be swallowed up.
…
8:10.
"Why hasn't the groom arrived yet?" Luo Zhujun was a little anxious: "Alao, Alao."
"What is it, ma'am?"
"Where is your master? It's already past 8 o'clock, and the guests have already arrived. Why hasn't your master come yet?"
"Ah, I don't know."
"Go back and take a look quickly, don't delay."
"Okay, ma'am." Arau finally found an excuse and left.
I have agreed with the master that I will be responsible for taking care of him.
Luo Zhujun walked back to the new house full of worries: "Xue Fei, Meng Shaoyuan hasn't come yet."
"It's okay. The wedding hasn't started yet?"
"Meng Shaoyuan won't regret the marriage, will he?"
"No, Sister Zhujun." Cai Xuefei said with a smile: "My man will never do this, he will definitely show up."
…
8:10.
Everyone has their insurance turned on.
Gan Ning and Xu Zhu also took out a few grenades.
Meng Shaoyuan picked up the telescope.
Two cars appeared at the other end of the road.
He lowered his binoculars and raised his hand.
The muzzle of the gun is all exposed to the outside world!
…
March 18, 1938, 8:11 am.
"Do it!"
Following a gesture from Meng Shaoyuan of the Military Command Shanghai Special Office, the sharpshooter fired first!
"Bang bang bang bang"!
After several consecutive shots, all the tires of the two cars were punctured!
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
Machine guns and submachine guns roared.
Bullets were shot out like raindrops.
Today is the wedding day of Meng Shaoyuan, chief of the Military Operations Section and director of the Shanghai Special Office.
Today is also a day of hoeing!
Meng Shaoyuan's wedding gift to himself was also a "gift" to the establishment of the pseudo-Nanjing Reform Government!
…
"Meng Shaoyuan hasn't come yet?"
"Yeah, he hasn't come yet, and there's no news about A'lau."
"Hurry up and send someone to see if Meng Shaoyuan is up to something again!"
…
Everyone emptied their magazines.
The car body was beaten into a hornet's nest.
"examine!"
"examine!"
Together with the target person, seven bodyguards, and two drivers, there were ten people in total.
All ten bodies were there.
"Report confirms target Shi Qingzhi is dead."
Meng Shaoyuan glanced into the car.
In the middle of the car at the back, there was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a small parted hair, with bullet holes all over his body.
Shi Qingzhi!
Shi Qingzhi, secretary and plenipotentiary of the puppet chairman of the puppet North China Provisional Government Wang Kemin, died tragically in Shanghai before he could rush to Nanjing to celebrate his fellow traitors.
He probably never dreamed that he was just a "gift"...
…
Arau looked around.
Why haven't you come yet? What time is it?
It would be rude if the groom was the last one to arrive on the wedding day.
The master is rude, you are the butler?
Why.
Dear master, where are you...
…
The assassination lasted only a few minutes.
Then there's the quick evacuation.
After retreating to a safe place, Meng Shaoyuan asked casually: "What time is it?"
"8:30."
"Ah, it's 8:30? Come on, come on, drive, drive."
Meng Shaoyuan was really anxious.
Today is my wedding day.
