Chapter 9 Spring Festival Gala
Zheng Yu wrapped his scarf, only his eyes and nose were exposed, and he also wore a pair of big glasses, looking like the underground party in Peking under the white terror. He grabbed the Finnish Loli's hand a little apologized and said sincerely: "I'm sorry."
Sophie looked at the youth's face and felt the sincerity between his eyebrows. Her eyes were covered with mist. She bit her lip lightly, her eyes turned red, her nose twitched, and said hoarsely: "Month of a month... I'm here, but I can't find you. Have you run there?"
Zheng Yu was silent for a moment and said softly: "I am the prince. Some things are something I have to do."
Sophie looked at the young man and gradually smiled. She leaned gently in Zheng Yu's arms, put her head on Zheng Yu's shoulder, and closed her eyes.
"I miss you so much."
"Me too."
Zheng Yu hugged this soft body tightly, felt the body temperature faintly transmitted through the thick textile, and his heart was quiet. At this moment, politics, war, danger, and hatred seemed to float away. After a while, Zheng Yu gently kissed Sophie's forehead and held up his little face.
"Go and have a walk."
Sophie smiled shyly, hugged Zheng Yu's arm, leaned her head gently against his shoulder, and the two of them walked along the forest path. The plainclothes guards dozens of meters away followed and moved silently, and the cordons of the outer guards began to move. The female students behind him looked whispering, and they didn't know what they were saying.
"Something seems to have happened recently. I am at school and have a lot more guards around me." Sophie whispered, "There are so many policemen and soldiers on the street...it looks more than St. Petersburg."
"It's okay, it's just that some people are doing destruction and have been eliminated." Zheng Yu smiled, "Those girls are not ordinary people, they are specially trained by the General Intelligence Bureau, so you can rest assured."
"They are all pretty good." Sophie Zhanyan smiled, "I am learning Chinese with them now, and I won't speak Russian to you in the future. Your Russian is so bad."
Zheng Yu felt warm in his heart. He naturally knew that this loli was probably learning Chinese for himself and her future. When he thought of this Finnish version of Audrey Hepburn, calling him "husband" sweetly and softly every day, Zheng Yu felt aroused in his heart. He said that those words must be taught by His Highness himself. The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, and the sound of selling teeth, what else can I ask for in this life?
"Tell me what happened later," Sophie arched her head on Zheng Yu's shoulders, like a cat, "How did you come here for such a long time?"
Zheng Yu spitted, calmed down his passionate mood, took a deep breath and started talking as if he was hanging.
The matters of the intelligence network cannot be said, the running and speed skiing at night cannot be said, the madness of those two nights and the gunshots on the train cannot be said, as for Luo Anna... there is no need to say it. So Zheng Yu could only tell a story half-true and half-false, focusing on the experiences in the Northeast, especially the Ma Jiang case, a young prince who is dedicated to the country, righteous, not afraid of **, brave and resourceful, vividly presented in Zheng Yu's ups and downs explanations.
As a rookie who has been familiar with various historical novels and has been influenced by Teacher Shan since childhood and has been baptized by great masters such as Uncle Benshan, Brother Biao, Brother Xing, etc., Zheng Yu's talent in deception has finally been fully discovered. When he just talked about that chaotic and violent night in Qiqihar, Sophie couldn't help but hugging Zheng Yu tightly, as if he was afraid that this person would really disappear from his face as he spoke.
After a wonderful and tortuous story was told, Zheng Yu looked at Loli's fearful and satisfied expression and felt secretly proud. He thought for a while and asked, "How are you doing recently? School is starting?"
"School just started." Sophie sniffed and whispered, "I have an interpreter in class. My classmates were shocked and asked me if I were a nobleman from abroad. I said my family was a Swedish businessman. My family was originally in the north, and Swedish spoke better than Russian."
"This is great. If there are many people who come to bother you, it will be difficult to learn." Zheng Yu sighed softly, "I'm dragging you down."
"It's nothing, it's good," Sophie said enthusiastically. "The classmates all think I'm very mysterious, and I feel good. The teacher treats me very well, well, I think they are all very good."
"By the way, did you end up going to the Department of Sociology?"
"Yes," Sophie said with a smile, "I have to learn about this country well. I used to hear some news, but I really don't know much about the situation here. Now I have such an opportunity."
"When it comes to understanding society, there is really a chance tonight, you can understand the entire upper class of China." Zheng Yu smiled, "My mother arranged a welcome dance for me in the evening. Celebrities from all walks of life will attend, so you can come too."
"Me?" Sophie said in surprise, "God, this is in China. My dear, aren't you afraid of making headlines the next day?"
"It's okay, I'll arrange a female companion for you and attend as a guest." Zheng Yu held Sophie's hand and looked gentle. "You have also participated in the Russian Emperor's dance. This time, let you see how these Chinese elites are compared with those of Russia."
I'm cool, I use the split line
evening.
The weather in Beijing this year is a bit evil and has thawed before the vernal equinox. Although it has been late spring cold recently, the spring scenery still cannot be covered.
The setting sun shines, the wind blows gently, and the newly-frozen Houhai ripples with golden wrinkles. The newly sprouted willow branches sing and dance with the wind, and the spring in the imperial capital slowly floats.
Located next to the main building of the Chinese Palace, the Gong Palace has unique pavilions and quiet gardens, which is a good place to go. After renovation, this place has been renamed Xiyuan and became a villa of the Chinese Palace. It is an important place for the emperor to hold royal dances and banquets.
Today's Western Garden is particularly lively. When the lights are on, the traffic is full of traffic. One luxury carriage after another or new car stops from afar, and a pair of well-dressed men and women. "Returnees" wearing black swallowtail suits, high-top hats, civilized sticks and cigars, they talk and laugh in mixed English, and occasionally glance down the young ladies beside them in dresses, folding fans, and peacock feathers; wearing clean and neatly gorgeous clothes and wearing the Baath Party badge, they use a slight stance to wear.
The "two ghosts" looked at these "two ghosts" with a sarcastic look, exchanged tacit smiles with each other, gathered into a small circle to talk about the latest current situation; the National Defense Forces officer wearing yellow khaki military dresses had a serious expression and a sharp look to the soldiers wearing white military dresses on the other side, and showed no contempt for the soldiers who were wearing white military dresses on the other side, and had a sense of superiority in their words; and the officials with meticulous backs, wearing gorgeous clothes and majestic manners walked straight to the inner hall under the guidance of a dedicated person.
Zheng Yu must play a warm and hospitable host today.
The emperor did not come, on the one hand, because of busy state affairs, and on the other hand, he was coaxed by the queen for some resentment. The queen is today's hostess, but she mainly entertains female guests. Her small club almost includes the female relatives of top figures in Beijing's politics, economy, military and literary circles. This is also an important means for the queen to help the emperor gather people's hearts and maintain the unity of the ruling group. In this way, only Zheng Yu is left in front, and only Zheng Yu is the only one.
In the back hall, representatives of the chaebol who rushed over from all over the empire at the invitation of the queen, and a group of political figures surrounded Zheng Yu like stars and were talking loudly.
Zheng Yu was looking at a business tycoon in front of him and thought to himself that this person was really a strange person.
Li Jingfang is indeed a strange man. He was originally the son of Li Hongzhang's fourth brother, but later Li Hongzhang had no son at the age of 40, so he adopted him. But two years later, Li Hongzhang suddenly had his own son Li Jingshu. Li Jingfang's fate should be a bit bleak, but Li Hongzhang cared for him and regarded him as his descendant.
Li Jingfang was well-educated in Chinese and Western learning. At the age of 34, he served as the minister to Japan and had close ties with the Japanese government and opposition. Before the Sino-Japanese War, Li Jingfang returned to the country and entered the Beiyang Zongli Yamen. During the Sino-Japanese War, Li Hongzhang saw that things were not allowed to do, so he secretly asked the Beiyang generals to put the country first and committed suicide by taking poison himself. Li Jingfang followed Li Hongzhang's instructions before his death and took Qi Zhu brothers secretly fled south under the protection of the iron-core troops. Later, Nie Shicheng was revived in Beijing and Tianjin, and Li Jingfang also helped persuade a large number of Beiyang forces to take effect, which was considered as a letter of surrender to the new dynasty.
In the Xin Dynasty, Li Jingfang resolutely refused to do anything to stay and withdraw from politics and started an industry. In addition to buying land in his hometown of Anhui, he focused on investing in agricultural product processing, and successively opened flour mills, meat factories, canning factories and other companies. Although Li Hongzhang has accumulated over the years as the foundation, and people from all walks of life are taken care of by people from all walks of life, this person is indeed a genius of business. He has unique vision and dared to hire people. In just ten years, he has saved 60 to 70 million yuan in Chinese and 70 million yuan in his family and his career is getting bigger and bigger. In recent years, he has not only actively participated in the participation and investment in other industries, but also began to test the emerging real estate industry. He began to build apartments in several places where industry and commerce are concentrated, which has attracted a lot of attention from the outside world.
This time, the Imperial chaebol boss
At this moment, Li Jingfang asked sincerely: "Your Highness has been lingering in Russia for a long time this time in Europe and the United States, and he will definitely have great insights on the situation in Russia. Please give me advice to explain the confusion of the scriptures."
Zheng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that this person might be trying to confuse the emperor and himself in this battle, but he didn't care: "The Russian affairs are really complicated and complicated. In short, Russia's foreign powers are not strong enemies."
Now, not only Li Jingfang was stunned, but also everyone who listened silently was stunned.
Who is Russia? It was a European road roller, a European military policeman, a two hundred years of reform and reform. From Europe to Asia, from the Baltic Sea to the Black Sea, and then to the world's first-class power in the Pacific. During the Qing Dynasty, the Russians only dispatched hundreds of people to cut off large areas of land in the Outer Khingan Mountains and Central Asia from the Qing Dynasty. A European old power like Poland was also destroyed by the Russians, and the first occupation was for one hundred years. Emperor Napoleon, who dominated Europe, finally defeated Moscow, was chased by the Russians all the way and fell into a destruction.
But today, this young prince actually felt that Russia's foreign powers are not strong enemies.
How arrogant people can say this is that even the king of the British, the emperor of the German, and the president of the United States would never dare to make such crazy words. This is really a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.
Chapter completed!