Early in the morning, the sun came out.
Meng Shaoyuan moved a deck chair and sat in the yard of Fuji Pawnshop.
There is a teapot on the stool next to it.
The feeling of the sun shining on my body is so good.
The feeling of heavy rain is also really good.
Lighted a cigarette.
He took a puff and puffed out the smoke.
Cigarettes curled up.
How to deal with Ichimaru Ryo, he had not yet decided when he entered Jiepai Town.
But after listening to Song Yuechun's introduction, he immediately had a plan in mind.
Everyone has weaknesses, no one is an exception.
Wei Yunzhe moved a stool and sat next to him.
Meng Shaoyuan handed him the cigarette.
Wei Yunzhe took out a cigarette, lit it silently, and said after a while:
"Brother, how many of our Seven Tigers will be left when the war of resistance is won?"
"I don't know." Meng Shaoyuan's eyes narrowed: "Maybe you will die and I will die too."
"I don't want to die." Wei Yunzhe sighed: "I want to live and tell everyone their stories."
Meng Shaoyuan knew who they were.
Meng Shaoyuan asked: "What can you do when the Anti-Japanese War is won?"
Wei Yunzhe was startled: "What can I do?"
Of course I still do this.
Once you enter this gate, you will be in military control for life.
Is there anything else you can do?
"You can't be a spy for the rest of your life, right?" Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Right now we are dealing with the Japanese. When the Japanese are driven away, our mission will be considered completed. In the past two years, you have also saved a lot of money. Just spend less money and do some business. Go to Hong Kong, Macau, Nanyang, you can go anywhere."
"I will stay here and not go anywhere." Wei Yunzhe replied: "If I can't be a spy, I will become a soldier and lead troops to fight as before. Apart from this, I know nothing else."
"The Japanese have been driven away, who are you going to fight with?" Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "The Seven Tigers of Military Command, you are all older than me, but I have the highest rank, so you all call me big brother. If you really want to kill me As a big brother, just listen to my words. Just be an ordinary person, with your wife and children on the hot bed, how nice it is."
Wei Yunzhe felt that his elder brother was a little weird today. Why did he say so many incomprehensible things?
Just as he was about to say something else, Song Yuechun had already returned.
"Inspector, I just saw Hiroko Ichimaru on the street. I invited her to come here for lunch at noon."
"She alone?"
"Yes, alone. She used to come here to eat often."
"Okay." Meng Shaoyuan took another puff of cigarette: "Introduce me to her during dinner and say that I am your cousin. A businessman from Wuxi."
"yes."
Song Yuechun went to prepare, and Wei Yunzhe said maliciously: "Brother, you heard that the Japanese girl is very beautiful, are you attracted to her?"
"Fart, am I that kind of person?"
"Don't say it, you really are."
"You guys." Meng Shaoyuan shook his head: "What I do is for the great cause of the War of Resistance."
Wei Yunzhe nodded seriously: "You are the first person in our Republic of China who can describe lust in such a fresh and refined way."
Holy shit!
Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "Look, Ichiwan Ryo will be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, but it falls on this Japanese woman!"
…
Hiroko Ichimaru is pretty good-looking, petite and cute.
From the first second he saw Ichimaru Hiroko, Meng Shaoyuan had countless thoughts running through his mind.
Instead of wearing a kimono, she wore a small dress with breeches. The dress had been modified by herself to make it appear tighter... It shows that this woman is very concerned about her appearance... Wearing a string of pearl necklaces outside may be a sign of vanity, but I can't be sure. , maybe she likes this way of matching...
She didn't make much eye contact with herself, but when Song Yuechun introduced herself, she quietly glanced at herself for a very short time... And just now, she quietly glanced at herself twice more...
This shows that she is not disgusted with herself...
what is that?
The collar of the dress was higher, but Meng Shaoyuan still saw something looming around her neck.
Is it a scar?
If it is a scar, then some of my previous judgments will be valid.
When Song Yuechun said he wanted to drink some wine, she didn't object.
When Song Yuechun poured her wine, her hand first touched the cup, but then she retracted it.
After pouring it, he moved the wine cup towards him again, very gently.
In most cases this is a sign of lack of confidence and fear of losing something.
Her hair was tied up with a hosta in it.
The most special thing is that she has a red half-moon-shaped makeup on her cheekbones.
This is...the exclusive makeup of the Tang Dynasty!
A large amount of Japanese culture came from China, including the way Japanese women dressed, many of which imitated the makeup of women in the Tang Dynasty.
For example, the lip makeup that Japanese women particularly like to use has an "M" shape on the upper lip and an inverted "M" shape on the lower lip. In fact, it is the butterfly makeup that was particularly popular during the Tang Dynasty.
The reverse half-moon shape of Hiroko Ichimaru was called "slanting red" in the Tang Dynasty.
This is a complete Tang Dynasty exclusive makeup look.
Japanese women used it in the earliest times, but it gradually disappeared after the Meiji Restoration.
Meng Shaoyuan once visited the Tang Dynasty Art Museum in Xi'an with Xiao Yan. It covers the art, culture, service, music, dance, tableware and so on of the Tang Dynasty!
Hiroko Ichimaru is still wearing this makeup. Could it be that she has a soft spot for Tang Dynasty culture?
What does that poem say?
Quick, figure it out quickly.
Whether it was Song Yuechun or Hiroko Ichimaru, who would have thought that this man had already guessed everything about Hiroko Ichimaru's character in such a short period of time?
"My cousin Duan Yu is from Wuxi." Song Yuechun introduced: "He has a big business, and he misses me as his cousin this time."
"Hello, Mr. Duan." Hiroko Ichimaru spoke fluent Chinese, with a slight Shaanxi accent.
"Ms. Ichimaru's Chinese is really good." Meng Shaoyuan complimented: "But, is the person who teaches you Chinese a native of Shaanxi?"
"Yes." Ichimaru Hiroko said: "I think that only Xi'an can represent the true ancient Chinese culture."
That’s right, he’s a fan of Tang Dynasty!
Meng Shaoyuan was sure.
"Ms. Ichimaru reminded me of two lines of poetry." Meng Shaoyuan finally came up with it: "The flowers are lying on the ground and no one is collecting them, and the green and green golden birds are scratching their heads."
These are two lines from Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".
Hearing this, Hiroko Ichimaru's eyes suddenly lit up, and he even looked directly into Meng Shaoyuan's eyes: "The king hid his face and was unable to save me. Looking back, I saw blood and tears flowing."
Meng Shaoyuan was so embarrassed.
I had been holding it in for a long time before I finally came up with these two sentences, and others picked them up without having time to think.
"What is this?" Song Yuechun was confused.
"This is Bai Juyi's 'Song of Everlasting Sorrow'." Hiroko Ichimaru seemed to be a different person: "Your cousin has a very good literary background."
You flatter me.
