The girl who was holding the little boy obviously noticed the expressions of the three women passing by her door. The three women were dressed in expensive clothes, which made the girl couldn't help but take a second look.

At this moment, Xu Yunyuan turned around and met her face to face. The girl's mouth suddenly opened into an O shape, she suddenly bent over, picked up the little boy, turned around and ran into the house like the wind.

.

"Let's go, miss, that girl recognizes you!" Han Jing was startled, and she and Song Yu picked up Xu Yunyuan, one on the left and the other on the right, and left quickly.

A moment later, Xu's father, wearing only a middle coat and a cotton-padded jacket, rushed to the door of the courtyard and leaned against the door to look.

On the street, apart from my own family members who were clearing away the snow, there were also other people there.

Xu's father, who was pressing the doorframe with his hand and having countless white hairs on his head, lowered his head in frustration. He turned around and walked into the courtyard with a dejected expression.

Naturally, he didn't know that at the corner of the street, a pair of eyes full of tears were staring at him.

"Miss, let's go!"

"Master, this is not the place to stay for a long time. There are tails behind us. Let's go back to the mansion!"

Han Jing and Song Yu were both persuading.

"No, no, there is the City God's Temple in front of us. Let's go to the Hall of Fame for a meeting. Song Yu, A Jing, I want to take a break, drink a few glasses of wine, and have breakfast." Xu Yunyuan said.

Looking at the master's expression, the two of them hesitated to speak and could only agree.

Compared with a few years ago, the Mingshi Pavilion has not changed at all. It still looks bare-faced and stands proudly among the luxurious restaurants. It does not look shabby at all, but has a unique flavor.

It was still early at this time, and the yawning clerk was clearing the snow in front of the door. It was obvious that he had stayed up all night last night, and was drowsy and low-spirited.

The Hall of Fame was originally the secret contact point of the Revolutionary Party, and its director was Liu Yufang. Now, of course, it is open to the public, and it is legitimately the private property of the Shanghai Military Governor's Office.

Last time, Xu Yunyuan, Chen Tianhua and their son Xiaojie came to the Chenghuang Temple together and came to the Hall of Fame because of its reputation. It almost led to a big fight. Fortunately, Liu Yufang secretly broke the siege and they left in a hurry without having a meal.

This time is a return visit to the old place.

Seeing the arrival of three gorgeously dressed ladies, the waiter thought they were female pilgrims returning from burning incense at the Chenghuang Temple. They stopped by the Mingshi Pavilion for a vegetarian breakfast before heading back to their homes.

The waiter did not forget his responsibilities. He put down his broom, patted his sleeves to break up the snow, and greeted him with a smile, "Three pilgrims, it's so early and the shop hasn't opened yet. If you want to have breakfast, you have to wait a little longer."

Wait."

Han Jing said: "Find a quiet private room, let's sit and wait."

The waiter seemed a little embarrassed and said: "It's only the third day of the junior high school. The master probably hasn't come yet at this time. Even if the guest goes in, there's nothing to eat."

Han Jing took a small ingot of silver from her arms and gave it to the waiter, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if the master hasn't arrived yet. Let's go in and wait. Waiter, it's so cold outside, so we can't be left in the cold."

Just wait in the wind."

The clerk weighed the silver ingots in his hand to see if there was a waiter. The smile on his face suddenly bloomed like a spring flower, and his sleepy eyes suddenly became bright and bright.

"That's that. Please come in, three pilgrims. Please come in. It's just that the shop hasn't lighted the fire yet in the morning, and it's also very cold. Please go to the second floor and find a private room to sit down. The young one will light the fire for the three of you right away.

." The guy nodded and bowed.

Han Jing nodded and helped Xu Yunyuan step into the gate of the Hall of Fame. Song Yu was a little two steps behind as she observed her surroundings carefully.

Sure enough, money can make all the difference. Before long, the waiter in the shop had already lit a splendid charcoal fire and diligently carried it into the private room.

"Waiter, please warm up two pots of the finest daughter's red wine, some melon and fruit snacks, and all kinds of cold dishes. Just bring them over, and then a pot of the best Longjing!" Han Jing placed a large silver ingot on the corner of the table and opened her throat.

shouted.

"Okay!"

The waiter's eyes widened when he saw it.

As expected, she was a female pilgrim from a wealthy family, and she spent a lot of money. This large piece of silver was enough to host a banquet in the famous palace, not to mention snacks, melons, and cold dishes.

Two bottles of warm, fine daughter red wine, as well as fruit plates, peanuts and other vegetarian cold dishes were brought in quickly.

Han Jing poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Xu Yunyuan, "Miss, have a drink first to get rid of the cold!"

Xu Yunyuan picked up the wine glass and drank it all, but she choked and coughed loudly. The wine spurted out, soaking her chest and clothes, and her face turned red from the choking.

Han Jing felt sad, stood up and took out her handkerchief to wipe Xu Yunyuan's wine stains, and whispered:

"Miss, there are always things in this world that are not as satisfactory as one wishes. Even the moon in the sky, how many days in a month can it be perfect?"

Even though Han Jing was born as a personal maid, when she started doing ideological work, she did the same thing and could even tell allusions in a formal way.

Xu Yunyuan pursed her lips and smiled, pouring herself another glass of wine, her eyes showing the vicissitudes of the world.

"Miss, if you are suffering from anything, just tell A Jing, it will make you feel much better!" Han Jing said solemnly with a puffed face.

Xu Yunyuan shook her head and said softly: "Ajing, it's nothing, it will be fine after a while!"

Han Jing wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly she heard a voice coming from downstairs, "Waiter, find a good seat. If you have anything to eat, just bring it over!"

After hearing this, the two of them suddenly changed their expressions. This voice was so familiar!

"The leader seems to be Thunder Lord!"

Song Yu, who was on guard at the door, saw two people coming upstairs through the crack in the door. The leader was Lei Zhenchun, the admiral of the Beiyang Army Intelligence Department, and the other was naturally his assistant, who would deal with Yu Yungui.

"Lei Gong? Why is he also in Shanghai?"

Sure enough, it was him, no wonder the voice was so familiar.

Xu Yunyuan was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "It's true that enemies don't get together!"

Han Jing pulled out the pistol from her waist, her eyes shining brightly, "Sister Song, catch them off guard!"

Song Yu did not respond. She also took out her pistol and glanced at Xu Yunyuan.

This matter should be decided by the leader.

"Don't panic yet. This is the territory of the Shanghai Army, not a concession. If we start taking action, it will be a big trouble if the Shanghai Army comes." Xu Yunyuan did not agree to take action first.

Speaking of Lei Zhenchun and Yu Yungui, they were inspecting military defense in Huai'an a few years ago. They were also thinking about the prosperous land of southern Jiangsu.

I heard that in the Battle of Suzhou that ended a year ago, the Taihu Alliance was beaten to a pulp by Chen Tianhua's Republican Army, and was eventually surrounded and suppressed by the Zhejiang Army. The entire army was annihilated, and Jin Tianlong was killed on the spot.

It is said that the Shanghai army also lost more than 3,000 men in this battle, which damaged its vitality. Now it is hiding in Shanghai, relying on the concession to survive.

Lei Zhenchun had a keen sense of smell. He felt that this was the best time to persuade Chen Qimei to surrender. Moreover, he had a good personal relationship with Jiang Zunliang, so he simply entered the Shanghai base camp and waited for an opportunity to pass Jiang Zunliang and meet Chen Qimei.

They arrived last night and stayed in a fine inn near the Chenghuang Temple as usual.
Chapter completed!