This evening, the sunset gradually faded, and the new moon began to rise.
Zhuo Yifan met Sima Qiudao again today: Sima Qiudao took out Shi Weng's new letter. Zhuo Yifan was very upset after reading it. Even Sima Qiudao felt that Shi Weng had gone too far.
However, even though he had a heavy responsibility and was in the midst of unexpected events, he couldn't come up with any clever ideas and could only act according to Shi Weng's arrangements.
It's just that this act of following the crowd, although there is a "last resort", is completely contrary to the concept he usually adheres to, which makes him feel depressed. After dinner, another person came out of the inn to relax.
Originally, I just wanted to take a walk alone to calm down, but by some strange mistake, I ended up near the Dongmen City Police Station again.
In order to inquire about news these days, he had frequent contacts with Lian Nishang. Although they didn't agree with each other's thoughts, as time passed, the two of them began to have a vague feeling for each other.
The action was about to take place in the next few days, but Zhuo Yifan didn't come to meet her. Unexpectedly, he just left casually and ended up here again.
Looking at the police carriage in front of the Dongmen City Police Station, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: He looked like a child. Lian Nishang must have gone back from get off work long ago, but she still came here like this.
Thinking that once he takes action tomorrow, He Lian Nishang will be his opponent. No matter whether he meets in person or not, it will be difficult to see him again in this life. Thinking of this, I feel a little upset. He had met many martial arts women in the past, with different backgrounds, but none of them could leave a mark on his heart like Lian Nishang.
He wanted to say goodbye to her, but he was worried that the details would be revealed unintentionally, so he could only cruelly stop looking for Lian Nishang.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, someone suddenly shouted: "Yifan!"
Zhuo Yifan was startled. This voice belonged to Lian Nishang. Looking back, Lian Nishang had changed into a casual skirt. Her originally smart short hair was now a little longer, and she had a black hairpin decorated with diamonds, which shone slightly under the street lights.
It was obvious that she was much more sophisticated than her previous casual attire. Zhuo Yifan naturally knows the principle of "women should look good to those who please themselves". But now I can't help but feel a little sad.
Zhuo Yifan and Lian Nishang walked slowly side by side from the police station to the river embankment. They often walked and chatted in this area.
Zhuo Yifan drank kvass for the first time. Eat ice cream, make skewers...all in this area. As he strolled along, the familiar street scenery made him feel extremely melancholy.
Lian Nishang leaned against Zhuo Yifan, her eyes flickering, and she suddenly glanced at her temples, and she stopped talking. Zhuo Yifan felt that her breath was like a orchid. His heart and soul were shaken, and he hurriedly avoided it.
Lian Nishang smiled and said, "Are you still afraid of me now?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "I don't know why you want to make others afraid of you?"
Lian Nishang said: "Didn't you say that I was trained by Australians? I didn't intend for people to be afraid of me. It's probably because I don't follow Ming Dynasty's rules, so you are afraid of me." Zhuo Yifan suddenly sighed , thinking that she would be as beautiful as a beautiful jade by practicing colorful clothes, but unfortunately no one would lead her to the "right path".
Lian Nishang asked: "Why do you sigh when you are so good?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "With your ability and agility, why do you need to work for the Australians?"
Lian Nishang's expression changed and she said, "What's wrong with Australians? Lingao is much cleaner than Ming Dynasty!"
Zhuo Yifan lowered his head and said nothing, and Lian Nishang said again: "You look very wrong today. You look like you are full of worries. Is there something wrong?"
Zhuo Yifan knew he couldn't hide it, so he said, "I have received the letter from home and will go back to the mainland."
Lian Nishang's face frowned slightly: "Didn't your whole family move here? Why do you want to go back?"
"I came here to live with my mother. My father is still an official on the mainland, so I naturally have to go back." Zhuo Yifan said according to the prepared script.
Lian Nishang was silent for a long time, then Fang asked: "Are you coming back?"
"I don't know..." Zhuo Yifan was upset, obviously he was full of lies. But he was telling the truth. I didn't feel it and secretly said: Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan, I never thought you would be so deeply involved in the drama!
"Isn't it good here? Why go back?"
"Although this place is good, it is not my hometown." Zhuo Yifan also feels that everything in Lingao is good, and it can be called "the paradise on earth." No wonder the wealthy people would rather be treated harshly by the thieves than to move here. However, this paradise made him feel very strange and frightened. The thieves created a world in Lingao that he was completely unfamiliar with and could not understand.
Those people who only wanted to have enough food and clothing would not care, but he knew what the real purpose of this group of thieves was.
It's not about changing dynasties, it's not about becoming emperor, it's about changing from Kun to Xia!
"What are your plans in the future? Do you still want to be an official, like your father, working hard for the emperor and becoming an official?"
Although the reason for going back was made up, Zhuo Yifan's father was indeed a "court official". Hearing Lian Nishang speak like this, he didn't feel a little angry: "It's not like just anyone can be an official. How can I do that?" .”
Lian Nishang sneered and said: "I think it's easy to be an official in the Ming Dynasty. All you have to do is bully and exploit the poor to make the emperor happy."
Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said: "You've said it. Among the officials, there are also great sages who truly care about the country and the people..."
Lian Nishang sneered and said: "Even if there are, they are really pitiful. The so-called black man is a black man. How can a person who can survive in it be a good person?"
Zhuo Yifan said resolutely: "I will never be an official in this life, but I will not be a robber or thief either."
Lian Nishang was extremely angry. If the person who said this was not Zhuo Yifan, she would have swept him away with one palm. She sneered: "Isn't your father a robber?"
Zhuo Yifan said angrily: "How can they be robbers?"
Lian Nishang said: "The officials rob the poor and give to the rich, and the leaders rob the rich and give to the poor. They are all robbers! But robbers like us are much better than robbers like you!"
Lian Nishang paused and said: "My father is a Confucian scholar with a little wealth. He makes a living by teaching and farming. Unexpectedly, the local wealthy family took a fancy to my family's land and wanted to get involved with me. They colluded with the government and took away my family's land. My father My upright personality made me angry to death, and my mother went into exile in Guangzhou. It happened that the chief was running a charity in Guangzhou and took my family in. Even the name Nishang was given by the chief. My unique personality is also The chief is willing to accept me as a policeman, and my life is much better now than in Ming Dynasty."
Zhuo Yifan said: "I have heard about unworthy officials harming people, but after all, they are only a minority. Today, the Holy One is working hard to rule..."
Lian Nishang sneered and said: "A few? Look at the many poor people from all over the world who have come to Lingao. What happened to them! None of them climbed out of the eighteenth level of hell."
Zhuo Yifan said: "Okay, whatever you say! But people have their own ambitions, and there is no need to be strong!"
Lian Nishang's body trembled slightly and she was extremely sad. Zhuo Yifan saw her eyes were slightly red, with tears on the verge of dripping, and his pity arose spontaneously. He gently held her finger and said, "Although our ambitions may be different, our friendship will always be there."
Lian Nishang asked sadly: "When will you leave?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "Tomorrow!"
Nishang sighed and said nothing. After a long time, Zhuo Yifan returned to the topic and asked Lian Nishang to talk about Lingao's anecdotes, and he also talked about the scenery of Beijing. The two of them were like old friends, walking and chatting under the moon, although neither of them dared to reveal the depths of their souls. , but they also understand each other much better than before. That night they talked until late into the night. Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Zhuo Yifan said goodbye to Lian Nishang. Lian Nishang hoped that he knew that he had a strong will to leave, so he did not stop him. At the moment, everyone cherished it and said goodbye with tears.
"This situation is a hundred times more complicated than we expected." Li Yayang stood anxiously in the "Dongmen City Emergency Response Headquarters" on the top floor of the "Fire Control Tower", looking at the flow of people outside the large glass window in the direction of the stadium. , "Today is not a day off. Why are there so many idle people?"
This five-story tower, mainly made of red bricks and edged with stone strips, is 30 meters high. It is the tallest building in Dongmen City and Lingao County. It is located in a nearly central location, and its main purpose is to provide 24-hour fire and security surveillance for the entire Dongmen City. Announcement and resource allocation via telephone, light and semaphore signals. It can be called the security center of the entire Dongmen City.
"You forget that most naturalized people and indigenous people do not rest on Sundays, but on the first and fifteenth day of each month." Mu Min leaned over the large-aperture telescope to observe the streets in the distance and said, "Today happens to be the fifteenth day. Day. Many companies have holidays, and commercial companies themselves implement rotating holidays."
"Now the number of people pouring into the warning area has exceeded 10,000. The streets with numbers close to the warning line are Stadium Street, Competition Street, Friendship Street and Championship Street."
As the correspondent reported the latest crowd monitoring situation, a police officer operating on a transparent glass board marked an orange mark.
"What should I do? This event hasn't started yet. It's far exceeded expectations." Li Yayang had already started wiping sweat. His garrison camp has canceled all vacations. Except for the sick patients who cannot be dispatched, even the cooking team is out on duty.
The strength of the garrison battalion under his command is usually only "sufficient" - this sufficiency still needs to include the national army company and the security army company under the command of the garrison headquarters - there are not many abundant troops. In recent years, veterans have been sent abroad With the increasing number of business trips, a large number of personnel in the guard company of the garrison battalion have been "precipitated" on "business trips". The number of personnel in the camp is less than 50% of the total strength. This resulted in a serious shortage of guards for the elders. This time a large number of elders went out for activities, and he had to temporarily transfer the personnel of the security company to guard positions.
The selection of soldiers in the escort company is the most stringent, with many strict rules and regulations. The military and political quality of the garrison company was not that high, and Li Yayang had always been worried that something would happen. But he couldn't use Mandarin and speak unfavorably as members of the security forces to serve as guards for the elders. (To be continued.
