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Chapter 2 There is a forgetful relationship between you and me

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The next day, the He family and his wife began to visit politicians in Peking. The first one was the most popular and powerful traitor Qi Xieyuan.

After Wang Jingwei hangs the name of the Republic of China in Nanjing this year, the traitors in Peking removed the signboard of the Provisional Government Committee of the Republic of China, and nominally merged with Nanjing, but in fact they just changed the signboard and called the North China Government Committee. Everything is the same under the signboard. They continue to claim that Qi Xieyuan, the only son of North China, is responsible for military affairs, and have also become friends with the new head of the secret service agency of the Beijing Special Security Agency of Japan. The new General Administration of Public Security was supervised by the military and police. The most powerful He Tianbao told him that the first person to contact in the North China puppet government was the Qi Supervisor.

Qi Xieyuan's family is in the Tianjin Concession. He lives alone in a courtyard outside Di'anmen Square. He Tianbao did not expect the governor of Qi to meet him. Zhou Fohai asked him to come to see Qi Xieyuan first. First, to convey the importance of Nanjing's Qi General Office, and second, to make He Tianbao worth it. He said that although he does not have a formal title, he is a quasi-inspector sent by the Nanjing government. He is qualified to be on par with Qi Xieyuan. According to convention, he can deal with three-no-persons like He Tianbao who are not qualified, no reputation or title. Qi Xieyuan just needs to send a secretary or nephew to receive the message.

He Tianbao didn't expect that he handed in the film between himself and Chen Gongbo, and a secretary came out, but he said that there is a request for supervision.

The yard has a small door, not deep inside, only two levels. Qi Xieyuan's study is right behind the doorman

Qi Xieyuan was not wearing military uniforms and a coat. He sat on the chair. On the table in front of him were four treasures of the study and a half-written paper. It seemed that he was writing big characters just now. He Tianbao knew that this traitor was not pretending. He was the last scholar who was taken into the late Qing Dynasty. Later, he joined the army and went to Baoding Army Academy. He had a little ink in his belly.

Seeing that Qi Xieyuan had no intention of standing up, He Tianbao clasped his fists, bowed slightly, and said: He Tianbao had met the Governor

Qi Xieyuan was born into a direct warlord and was the highest-ranking position of governor of Jiangsu in the troubled times of the Republic of China.

So I want to be called the Supervisor

Qi Xieyuan spread his hands and said: Mr. He, please sit down.

The two of them talked about some of the weather in Peking, Nanjing's products, etc. Qi Xieyuan is from Tianjin. Tianjin Wei Weizuizi's name is along with Jingyouzi. General Qi talks and laughs with each other, full of enthusiasm, and is very funny, making people feel like spring breeze.

Gradually speaking, the topic of the merger of the two governments Qi Xieyuan said: We are all Chinese, and I admire Mr. Wang, but whether it is Peking or Nanjing, the people who keep their words are Japanese and Japanese who want to divide us and govern us. The Peking secret service does not allow us to obey Nanjing.

He Tianbao nodded and said: Yes, there are difficulties in Peking

Qi Xieyuan looked at He Tianbao with his eyes flashing and asked: Mr. He means, do you agree with my statement? Or does Mr. Wang agree with my statement?

In fact, what Mr. Wang is doing now is to do it even though he knows it is impossible. He also knows in his heart that he sent me to Peking, just doing his best.

He Tianbao didn't want to convince these traitors in Peking to commit to Nanjing from the perspective of the War of Resistance. The more mountains the traitors are, the better; starting from his personal mission, it is easier to be transferred back to Nanjing immediately.

My brother is a cheerful person. Qi Xieyuan said, when you come to Peking this time, what other people do you want to meet and what words do you want to bring? If you need help, don't be polite

Then I thank you first. If you need it, please help me supervise the army.

Qi Xieyuan's eyes became alert again: So, are you planning to live in Beijing?

I will probably live in Peking for a year and a half to contact the business community in the north and south

He Tianbao knew that the other party wanted to see off the guests, but he couldn't.

Jiangnan is so good. If I hadn't lost to Zhang Zongchang that year, I might have lived in the south.

Qi Xieyuan looked leisurely and fascinated

He Tianbao said: Nanjing has the best place to be Nanjing, and Peking has the best place to be Peking.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, Qi Xieyuan served tea to the second door in person. Before leaving, he pulled He Tianbao away a few steps and whispered: Don't blame me for being too talkative. Brother He is a new type of person. Maybe I don't know that the customs of Peking are not as good as Nanjing and Shanghai civilization. Going out to pay a visit is a man's business. Female guests can only visit the back house. So since you want to live in Peking for a long time, don't bring Guibao to the noble god. Don't blame me.

He Tianbao sincerely thanked him, said goodbye and went out, and discussed with He Yuxiu where to go for lunch, He Yuxiu asked Qi Xieyuan what he muttered to him first. After hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and said hatefully: This old feudal, a big traitor! He Tianbao said: What he said is right, the customs in the north are more conservative than the south. He reminded us that this is a kind person

Are you envious? Don't worry, I will go around Baoding, Tangshan in a few days and buy you an illiterate wife with three obediences and four virtues, or foot binding.

He Tianbao said seriously: I want something I have never let it go

He Yuxiu smiled and reached out to pinch his arm. Suddenly, he found that everyone on the street was looking at them. He stopped and asked: Where do you want to eat?

I heard that there are many famous Peking restaurants near Dazhalan, with flavors in various provinces. Let's go there and take a walk.

Probably because there are many people around him, He Yuxiu agreed without saying anything, but just clamped him with the corner of his eyes.

Dashilan is still lively, and the goods in the shop windows on both sides are obviously sparse. The opium restaurant that is doing business openly is like bamboo shoots after the rain, He Tianbao stood among the crowd and looked for the traces of the woman yesterday, but even those wearing cheongsams can’t see a few of them. Autumn in Peking is much cooler than Nanjing. Many people have already put on their jackets.

Suddenly there was a faint fragrance

He Tianbao is not a romantic person, but he is not a gentleman. He was also a romantic person when he was studying in France. He understood perfume a little and distinguished that the taste was not a big product imitated by Shanghai, but a high-end product produced abroad.

He Tianbao turned his head, a woman wearing a red cheongsam on white background and walked over and passed by him. Her hair was as beautiful as a dark cloud. Her face hidden in the shadow of her hair was soft and her lips were strangely red. She was the woman she had glanced at in a rickshaw before.

As she passed by, she whispered: You guys should leave Dashilan quickly, this is a trap

Before he finished speaking, a man wearing a black silk trousers and a golden bracelet on his chest walked out of the crowd, carrying a pistol in his hand

Bang!

Bang! He Tianbao didn't know who fired the gun first, and he didn't even know who was shooting. He just felt that there were gunshots on the streets and alleys, shop numbers on both sides, and windows covered by signs... Gunshots came everywhere

The He brothers and sisters did not carry guns with them, and hid in a teahouse with the surrounding civilians. At this time, the summer was just now. A tall pergola was set up at the entrance of the teahouse, water was sprinkled underground, and dozens of tables were placed. It seemed that they were talking about books and heard gunshots outside. The book holders got up and walked out to watch the fun. The pedestrians on the street outside were squeezing inside to avoid the bullet chaos. The hands of the He brothers and sisters were pulled apart. He Tianbao turned his head and disappeared.

He Tianbao stood in the teahouse for a while, listening to the streets outside gradually calming down, but He Yuxiu's shadow was still not found inside and outside. Suddenly, a few pseudo police officers trotted along the street and shouted: Mr. He Tianbao! Is Mr. He Tianbao here? He Tianbao made up his heart and raised his hand and said: I am! Several police officers were happy and said: It's good that you are fine. Our director ordered that you must find you.

A young man in a silk jacket squeezed into the crowd. He was sweating profusely and was worried. He bowed to He Tianbao and said: Hello Mr. He, my name is Zheng Zhonghui. Just call me Huizi. I am the driver of Jin Wu Master, Wu Master, told me to wait for you early in the morning. I arrived early in the morning. But by chance I drank too much tea and went to the bathroom, so I missed it with you... He Tianbao knew that Jin Wu Master was Jin Qiqing. He waved his hand and interrupted Huizi and asked: Have you met my wife?

Have you gotten separated from your wife?

It was Ah. We first went to Peking. When we talked about Dashilan, we encountered a gunshot and were dispersed by the crowd.

Huizi jumped and turned around, changed her face instantly, and shouted to the police: Why are you still standing there? Why don’t you go to find Mrs. He? The police agreed, but did not move.

Huizi was a little embarrassed, and reached out to touch his arms and asked He Tianbao in a low voice: Director He, the patrol police in Peking have great rules, and such things may require some money for tea and water... He Tianbao asked: How much?

Two oceans are enough

He Tianbao took out two Dayang and handed it to Huizi. Huizi reached out to pat the older patrolman, and Dayang fell into his pocket in his police uniform and said: Mr. Ha, please

Mr. Ha smiled and said: Mr. He, don’t worry, Huizi’s business is our business. We have friendship. On the ground of Peking, let alone losing someone, even if I lose a hair, I can get it back for you! After saying that, he waved his hand, and the patrol officers walked along the Dashilan and shouted: Mrs. He! Mrs. He! Huizi said to He Tianbao: Mr. He, we are in chaos today. Don’t stand on the street. It’s easy to get things done. Let’s go to the contact station to wait. There is a phone call there, so we will get a quicker message to know the news.

He Tianbao was worried about his sister, but he didn't want to be too brave, so he nodded and said yes

The Beijing Contact Station is located at Liuguo Hotel, a large suite

This webmaster Jin Qiqing claims to be Xingwu, with a character and a number. He Tianbao is anxious and does not hear that he is in his forties or fifties. He is not good-looking. His hair has just been dyed. It is too dark and oily. His voice is loud and crisp. A Peking dialect is loud and crisp.

Brother He Don't worry, I think I'm a few years older than you. Call me brother, can I? My family has been in Peking for generations. There are all kinds of religions and all kinds of abilities on the ground of Peking. I have a relationship. My brother and sister are absolutely safe.

I'll thank Brother Jin Wu in advance

Jinwu was called by people outside. Our big ranking is now gone, and the whole family has separated and passed by another family. It’s boring to call me that. If you look down on me, just call me Brother Jin.

He Tianbao was anxious and spoke without intention, nodding and agreed. It doesn't matter if he just drank tea and smoked. Jin Qiqing talked alone, and he could still have a lively chat.

It is said that people in Peking can talk, and He Tianbao opened his eyes today. Jin Qiqing talked endlessly, like the storyteller in a teahouse. He talked for half an hour in one go, talking about the Jin family tree. It turned out that Jin Qiqing was the royal family of the Qing Dynasty, the great-grandson of the Emperor Qianlong's legitimate clan. Jin was Aisin Gioro, which means Aisin Gioro. It is even older than Puyi. However, Prince Jin was loyal and patriotic, and refused to be a Japanese vassal outside the pass, so he followed Mr. Wang to revolutionize.

Mr. Jin finally got back to the topic: This time, as the webmaster, Mr. Wang and Chen begged me, I did it just right. Your brother is here. After the brother handed over, he can rest as soon as he finishes his handover.

He Tianbao was about to answer the conversation, but Jin Qiqing saw that the tea bowl in front of him was empty and shouted: Go to the big teapot in the kitchen to get some tea braised and mix it with the pot for a new one.

The door of the inner room opened in response to the sound. A dirty child who was not sure whether he was a man or a woman ran out. An old mother followed him and caught the child back and took the teapot away. It turned out that Jin Qiqing and his family lived in the inner room.

He Tianbao pretended not to see it, and beat him up a little, saying that what he came to Peking to do with Jin Qiqing was not the same thing. Jin Qiqing probably had to bear the burden for a few more days. Even if he wanted to resign, he would bother to resign from Mr. Chen. Brothers are absolutely not qualified.

Jin Qiqing was half-believing and half-doubted, and his mood improved. The old mother brought a pot of tea out. Jin Qiqing said that by drinking tea, you can see if the family is old Peking. There is no fresh tea in old Peking. They all made a pot of tea full of tea in the early days. They used this mix for tea all day. The temperature and concentration were just right. He Tianbao flattered politely: I have heard that people in Peking can live, so I really care about it.

The Republic of China has been improved, so if you want to be particular, it was during the Qing Dynasty.

Jin Qiqing talked about the importance of Peking people in summer, how to set up a shed in the courtyard and how many dishes should be prepared in the well water and fried noodles.

He Tianbao suddenly felt uneasy, and he felt something was wrong in the house, but he couldn't say it.

At this time the phone rang, Jin Qiqing said a few words, and said to He Tianbao with a smile: The person has been found, and the younger brother and sister ran from behind Dashilan to the alley, and somehow they walked outside Xuanwu Gate.

He Tianbao answered the phone, He Yuxiu walked out of the military and police blockade from the alley, borrowed a phone call from a restaurant outside Xuanwu Gate to report the safety of Jin Qiqing and asked Huizi to drive to pick her up, and then sent it directly to the house Jin Qiqing said to He Tianbao: I heard that the wife and wife are coming, I will take my own initiative and help you rent a yard in Dongcheng, paint it, and the shed is also blurred. I also rented furniture. If you are not satisfied, you can call him to change it. The owner of the furniture store is my friend... He Tianbao thanked Jin Qiqing and said goodbye and went to settle it.

Jin Qiqing firmly tried to keep this kind of thing: Just let your younger brothers do it. If you are just a newcomer, I must have the wine for you to wash the dust. I have prepared it. It is not a new product, but a green chen brewed by a brother of the same clan.

He Tianbao knew that the style of men and women were inferior in Peking, and treated his wife like clothes, but he didn't care about it at this time and said: Let Jin Qiqing laugh, the inner person is young, so I'd better go to see her in person and come to the bar to spare

Newly married, understand

Jin Qiqing actually had a happy side and said: Huizi, you go with Mr. He. After sending Mrs. He to the house, you must bring Mr. He back to me.

Contact Station This classic car is extremely difficult to start. Huizi has been working for a long time and the car will ring anywhere except the engine is not ringing.

He Tianbao helped him to make trouble. Although he didn't know how to repair the car, he could observe his words and expressions. He suspected that Huizi was instructed to delay time and deliberately did not start the car.

He Tianbao shouted impatiently and said he wanted to take the rickshaw. Huizi refused, saying that it was so polite, and it was difficult for him to explain when he came back.

What is stylistic? My wife is a woman in a house, she is in chaos and is unfamiliar with her life... He Tianbao is incoherent. He started acting, but later, his voice trembled involuntarily, and it turned out to be a true love.

It happened that at this moment, the car finally started and encountered checkpoints from Japanese and puppet military and police. The puppet police were fine. The Japanese army did not admit the various passes they received from the Beiping Police Station. They still had to carefully check that it was only three or five miles away from the Six Kingdoms Hotel to Xuanwu Gate. They arrived in 40 minutes.

He Tianbao was anxious all the way and sat in the passenger seat and cursed quietly: Dog-good little Japanese, Japanese devils, Japanese pirates in the East... Huizi comforted him: It's so soon, it's all about the gun battle in Dashilan.

He Tianbao suddenly asked: Who beats and who is there to ask?

It was a student who set up an ambush to capture the Anti-Japanese League... Huizi agreed casually, and suddenly realized that he had lost his words halfway through his words. As a driver, he knew too much

He Tianbao sneered: Who do you mean you pretend to be a ghost with your own people? Zhou Fohai or Li Shiqun? Wang Jingwei's intelligence system was created at No. 76, Jisifeier Road, Concession, known as No. 76. It was so amazing that it was spread outside. In fact, there were three leaders of Zhou Fohai, Li Shiqun, Dingmo Village. These three were not worried about others, so they refused to let go. Each had a group of subordinates, and they did not believe that any Tianbao brothers were directly attracted by Wang Jingwei and his wife in Vietnam. The three giants of No. 76 were probably all suspecting that He Tianbao had inquired. The Beijing liaison station was originally arranged by Zhou Fohai, but later Zhou Fohai had many affairs, and Li Shiqun took over it.

No matter which one Huizi reports to Zhou Li, he will not trust him.

Huizi maintained the kind of Pekingese smile and said: You are engaged in politics, we are engaged in intelligence and don’t tell you that these things are good for you.

He Tianbao sneered: It's best if my wife loses a piece of hair, you'll be careful that I can't deal with someone named Jin, but I may not be able to deal with a little guy like you

After hearing this, Huizi was a little vague, pulled over and stopped the car, and said with a smile: This is not about Mr. Jin's business. My contact with Nanjing, he doesn't know that I believe that the husband and wife are all innocent people. The two of them will be reunited in a while, so that the wife will be safe.

Is there any danger? What does it mean?

We dare to test Mrs. He once

He Tianbao asked angrily: Since you have scared us once, why do you have to scare my wife alone? Huizi said: We are also careful when we are guns and bullets this time. Mrs. He is not familiar with the place and can actually pass through the military and police blockade line from Dashilan and walk outside Xuanwu Gate. Although it may be a coincidence, we are really worried.

So how can you rest assured? Huizi took out something from his pocket and handed it to He Tianbao to take it. It was an empty bag for acting. He pretended not to understand and asked: What does this mean? Do you scare me with a bullet? Since I dare to do a revolution with Mr. Wang under the slander of thousands of people, I am not afraid of beheading my head!

Mr. He, you misunderstood

Huizi took out another bullet and handed it over, explaining: This is the real bullet we used in a while and all the bullets we used were removed.

He Tianbao's face is gloomy and sunny

Suddenly guns rang out in front

He Tianbao jumped out of the car and stood by the roadside to watch, his heart seemed to jump out of his chest

Their car was parked on the street of Muma City. One hundred meters ahead was the intersection of Muma City Street and Xuanwumenwai Street. A short-haired woman ran across the intersection. She looked at her figure. She was holding a short gun in her right hand and shot backwards while running. He Tianbao felt that her sister's steps were a bit strange. When she carefully identified, her shoes and socks on her right foot seemed to be dyed red, and she must have been injured.

He Tianbao looked at his sister, his mind suddenly turned into a honeycomb, and countless thoughts roared around: Who is fighting with his sister? People from the Military Control Commission, people from Peking or people from Nanjing? My sister was exposed, but to what extent? Can I separate my relationship and continue to lurk?

A light click sound came from his ear, which was the sound of the pistol security being opened. He Tianbao turned his head and looked out of the car. He held the pistol in both hands and placed his elbows on the roof of the car, looking at He Tianbao

He Tianbao then realized that he had lost the only chance. He should have subdued Huizi immediately and seized the car to save his sister. But he looked at Huizi coldly: What do you mean? Huizi still had a gentle smile from a Peking man on his face. He took out a pair of handcuffs, put them on the roof of the car and pushed them forward. The handcuffs slid to He Tianbao's side and said: Mr. He, I still said that real gold is not afraid of fire. If you are innocent, just go and tell the person above yourself.

He Tianbao patted the roof of the car and said sternly: You are so brave!

I heard that Mrs. He is a female student who has returned from studying abroad. How could she carry a pistol with her? Even if I shoot at you today, the people in Shanghai will not blame me.

Who said that it was my wife? You didn't say that, Japanese agents are catching people from the Anti-Group

Huizi nodded honestly: Since this is the case, you don’t have to worry. Don’t make it difficult for me to put on handcuffs and get on the car. Otherwise, when the Japanese come, I can only kill first and then report.

He Tianbao just wanted to drag the Japanese, but he didn't expect Huizi to shoot him, an agent named Huizi, on the spot, is much better than him, a double spy. His kindness is so harmonious that it can be creepy.

The two were in a stalemate, and suddenly a woman's scream came from beside her: Tianbao! The two of them went to see a beautiful woman in a white cheongsam standing by the roadside, wearing heavy makeup, her bright red lips trembled in shock and fear, and she looked at them straight, which was the person the He family brothers met in Dashilan in the morning.

The woman ran across the street, threw herself into He Tianbao's arms, blocked her back in front of his chest, turned her head and shouted at Huizi: You should look at him in broad daylight... You... Do you have any other kingly methods in Peking? He Tianbao was stunned at first, and instinctively held the woman's back with his hands, and hugged her soft jade warm fragrance. The woman whispered: If you don't want to die, pretend that I am your wife.

The woman was panting because of running, and the silk wrapped in her breast rubbed against He Tianbao's chest, and he knew the identity of this woman in an instant, and felt that his heart was pounding wildly.

The woman turned around and stopped He Tianbao, spread her arms, glared at Huizi, and looked at He Tianbao, a female beast protecting her cub, staring at the dark clouds in front of her.

He Yuxiu also saw He Tianbao and the woman. He was stunned for a moment, raised his gun to them, Huizi raised his gun to attack He Yuxiu. He Tianbao stepped forward, covered the woman with his left arm, and lowered Huizi's gun with his right hand. He Yuxiu glanced at He Tianbao hatefully, turned around and escaped into a hutong.

Several plainclothes riding bicycles and guns chased after him, shot a few shots into the entrance of the alley, and followed him in.

Huizi looked at He Tianbao. He Tianbao recovered his urgent intelligence and whispered: Do you want to reveal your identity? The Mule and Horse Market is not a prosperous area, but in broad daylight, some people watching the fun quickly gathered around him. Huizi hid his pistol in confusion and asked: Are you... Mrs. He? He Tianbao finally came to his senses and snorted: Nonsense! Huizi asked: The female bandit who shot just now is... He Tianbao looked at him without answering

Huizi closed the pistol's safety awkwardly, avoided the eyes of the people around him, inserted it back to his waist, walked over and bowed 90 degrees, and said: Mr. He, Mrs. He, I'm sorry for a misunderstanding today. Please get in the car, and let's talk about it later.

The woman said: I won’t take his car! He Tianbao said to Huizi with a stern face: Mr. Zheng is sorry, the inner person was frightened for a while today, so we will say goodbye first and talk about other things in detail another day.

Huizi was a bachelor, nodded and said attentively: Two, wait, I'll call a rickshaw

He Tianbao said: No need to worry, who knows what you are doing in the car! We walk by ourselves and you like to follow us! No, I advise you to go to the hotel to check our luggage first! Be careful, there are spies from Chongqing hidden in my box! Huizi slapped himself and said: I am reckless, I will come to the door to carry the thorns tomorrow to apologize! We have prepared a house for you, at No. 24, Jinyu Hutong, the luggage should have been sent here, this is the key and address

He Tianbao didn't say anything, took the key and paper with a stern face

Huizi drove away in shame. The woman walked into a small alley next to her with He Tianbao. When she entered the alley, the woman let her hands go. She walked alone in front of the Chinese woman wearing high heels and cheongsams. She looked beautiful. Her waist was swinging, and her milky white silk cloth embroidered with red flowers tightly around her round buttocks.

Looking at the fact that there was no one around, the woman stood back and looked at He Tianbao up and down. Her eyes surrounded by heavy eyeshadows were mixed with emotion, and a forced smile appeared on her pink face: Hello Xiaobao

He Tianbao's expressionless face: Hello, grandma