Chapter 67 Siberian chrysanthemum (III)

Zheng Yu took a sip of wine and exclaimed: "Lan Ruoju, what a good name."

Aju poured him a glass of wine and his eyes rolled: "Where is the best?"

"Alanruo is a Sanskrit forest, extended to a quiet place, which refers to a place of practice that allows the soul to rest and sublimate. Miss Aju's dance really makes me feel the beauty of emptiness and seclusion, which is the highest essence of dancing." Zheng Yu's face was slightly intoxicated, "Orchid, people are like flowers. The orchids in the valley are as elegant as chrysanthemums. Miss Aju, this is what you are talking about."

Aju burst into laughter, covering the sandalwood mouth with a folding fan, and her face gradually turned red.

"Miss Aju, this 'Lan Ruoju' is probably not your real name."

Aju glanced at her: "Of course it's the stage name. Only the patron and master have ever known the real name."

"Miss Aju, your patron..."

Aju smiled slightly and said, "He is a very busy man. Now in St. Petersburg, I have been there for three months, and they all performed and talked about escorts. Now I am back to Kyoto, and he still wants to stay there... The governor here is his old friend, so I will stay here for a few days. Today, Boss Jin gave us two expensive sable furs and said there were guests from North America, so I will come and take a look."

Zheng Yu was surprised. He was able to be an old friend of the Governor of Irkutsk, who is now in St. Petersburg, and is also a big shot in the island political party. This Aju is probably not as simple as an ordinary geisha.

“Then how did your patron get to know you?”

"How else can I get to know each other? They invite people to perform. Seeing that I perform well, they often ask me to drink tea, dance and sing. They often call me if they have any activities, and then they help me buy kimonos and jewelry to hire teachers. In short, it took a lot of effort."

Zheng Yu looked at the elegant posture, but he could not hide the naughty and innocent girl who brought a little girl in his words, and he was a little lost in his trance.

Zheng Yu stared at A Ju for a while, then turned his gaze to the wine glass on the table, and the expression on his face changed a little. After a while, as if he had made up some decision. Zheng Yu turned his head and looked at A Ju, and said sincerely: "Miss A Ju, what kind of person do you think you are?"

Aju was stunned, as if she didn't expect the other party to ask such a question suddenly. However, she quickly calmed down and said seriously after thinking for a moment: "The kind and approachable bridge is not as good as the princes of a noble family. And your eyes tell me that you respect other people very much, no matter what their identity and status are. In short... you are a good person."

Zheng Yu looked at her with a bright look: "So, what do you think if this good person begs to be one of your patrons?"

Aju let out a light whisper, and the folding fan in her hand covered the sandalwood mouth, obviously very surprised.

"Why, I'm in a low status and can't deserve you Miss Aju?" Zheng Yu's brows were a little bit painfully entangled.

"No...no, no, no, no." Aju shook his head, "But the little girl didn't expect that you were going to provide sponsorship for the little girl just now..."

Zheng Yu smiled slightly and suddenly said in Chinese: "The most tenderness of bowing his head is like a lotus that is so shy that the cool breeze is. Take care, take care, take care, there is sweet sorrow in that take care. Shayannara!"

He was about to repeat it in Japanese, but he saw Aju showing a shocked and intoxicated expression. He felt aroused in his heart: "Miss Aju understands Chinese?"

"This is our compulsory course. We must not only be able to speak and listen, but also be able to write Chinese poems. My patron is a master of Chinese studies." A Ju smiled shyly, "I have never heard of your poem before, but it is really beautiful. Is this what you wrote?"

Zheng Yu smiled: "For some reason, I blurted out a poem when I saw Miss Aju's expression. So it was Miss Aju that gave me inspiration..."

Zheng Yu, who was about to pursue the victory, looked up and saw Jin Xiangguo looking at him, with a hint of... a hint of reminding him? His spirit suddenly tightened.

Too deeply involved in the play, too deeply involved in the play.

It was obvious that he was just a cover-up of his singing and dancing, but it turned into a fake drama. Zheng Yu smiled with a self-deprecating smile in his heart, straightened his body, and looked around the entire tea room.

The Georgian Russian colonel seemed to be excited. He squinted his eyes and his furry hand had reached into the arms of the hostess beside him, and he didn't know what he was rubbing. On the contrary, the Finnish lieutenant colonel still maintained the demeanor of an officer, just holding the little hand of the person beside him, putting the other hand around the woman's waist, leaning against each other, humming some little tunes. Jiyasai was not polite, the hostess was half lying in his arms, and his clothes were obviously a little disheveled under the attack of two strange hands. The situation in Qiu Haiyang was a little weird, and he saw him hugging Mikako and lying in his ears. He didn't know what to mutter. Mikako covered her mouth and was so happy that she leaned back and forth, and couldn't help but pat him a few times. As for Boss Jin... she was drinking with the hostess beside her, her expression was like seeing the big bad wolf in Little Red Riding Hood...

Zheng Yu calmed down and came to the two Russian military officers of minority groups, drank so hard that their feelings heated up in the middle of drinking. After several heart-to-heart talks, he could have grasped the mentality of these people.

Russia is an extremely complex giant. The Russians account for only half of the population of the entire country, especially the Siberian army is simply a hodgepodge of various ethnic minorities, with different skin colors and languages ​​and different customs. The Russians and Cossacks believe in Orthodoxism, the Buryat Mongolians believe in Tibetan Buddhism, the Finns believe in Protestantism, and the German and Slavic ethnic groups in the Baltic believe in Catholicism. These people come together, and the troops are also filled with mud.

Like Alexander, a Georgian, he only got to this point by marrying the daughter of a Russian general. He is considered a celebrity in his hometown, but in fact, he is a little confused about what his relationship with Russia is. Georgia has been annexed by Russia for less than a century, and under his superficial obedience is also a volcano that erupts at any time.

As for Kugala, he was extremely dissatisfied with the Tsar's violation of Alexander I's agreement with Finland and mobilized Finnish troops to Siberia to prepare for battle.

Due to the previous economic crisis and the Tsar's tax increase preparations, the economies in many places gradually entered a depression. The two people also encountered some difficulties. Jin Xiangguo helped them buy some fur goods in mainland Russia and made some money together, and they had close relations with each other. To be honest, the Russian garrison in Siberia and doing business and smuggling is already a semi-public secret. Russia, the old empire, seems to be full of teeth and claws, but its foundation is actually riddled with holes.

After making jokes with Jiya Sain, Jin Xiangguo and others for a while, when he returned to his seat, Zheng Yu began to concentrate on drinking and chatting with Ah Ju. Gradually, he could feel that the other party was more and more fond of him. After weighing the time, Zheng Yu finally turned to the topic.

"Miss Aju," he said sincerely, "About what I said below, I am willing to be your patron..."

Aju lowered her head shyly, but after a moment, she shook her head gently.

"Why can't it?" Zheng Yu was indeed a little surprised.

"You are an American, I want to return to the island country." A Ju said bitterly, "Maybe you like A Ju a little now, but when you return to the United States, you will remember who A Ju is?"

"It's a pity that you are not in the island country, nor are you from the island country." Aju said this with difficulty, lowered his head and filled him with a glass of wine. "I don't want others to say that I am a foreigner's mistress."

Zheng Yu raised his head and poured it down, his throat a little hot.

"A Ju, can you tell me your real name? I want to remember you."

Zheng Yu gently picked up Aju's hand and placed it on his left chest: "Remember it here for a lifetime."

Aju blinked, as if something wet in his eyes: "Little girl... Yamamoto Kikuko."

Zheng Yu felt it was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. He grabbed Aju's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that once he let go, the other party would disappear from the world.

"Mr. Andrew," Aju looked at the man quietly, and there seemed to be some strange changes in his eyes, "I..."

Zheng Yu felt a little hot. Just as he was about to say something, he felt a delicate hand stroke his fake beard. He shook like an electric shock and grabbed Aju's hand almost rudely. The girl couldn't help but snorted in pain.

"Sorry, sorry, Miss Aju... I'm so excited to hear this suddenly." Zheng Yu calmed down, tried to suppress his beating heart, and said earnestly, "I... I really have no intention of blaspheming you. In my heart, you are a pure goddess. Aju... I'm serious about you. I..."

Aju looked dim and two tears fell. She silently filled Zheng Yu and herself with wine, and forced a forced smile: "Mr. Andrew, I was joking with you..."

Zheng Yu's heart was already cold.

When the jade hand touched his fake beard, he finally remembered the meaning of the name.

Yamamoto Kikuko, one of the most outstanding female spies in another island country in time and space, a hero of the Russo-Japanese War, a backbone of the Siberian spy network, the mastermind behind the September 18th Incident, and the famous...
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