*Note: Long chapter*
The servants put the hot meals on the table one by one, while Chi Ming dipped Zhuang Li's hands in the basin, smeared them with soap, and washed them slowly.
Zhuang Liuyun sat aside and watched, rather restrained and embarrassed.
She always felt that Brother Chi and Xiaobao were a family, and she was a dispensable existence.
Just at this moment, Xiaoju sneaked in from the outside with a squeak, rushed to Zhuang Li and scratched his leather shoes with his little claws, then bared his little fangs, shook his little beard, and meowed angrily.
When he woke up, he found himself abandoned by his master and had to run back through the wet courtyard toiled back, and he was very angry.
Zhuang Li hurriedly bent over to hug Xiaoju, but was stopped by Chi Ming: "Don't hug it. I'll wash its claws first."
Chi Ming picked up the little orange, rinsed its four little claws with the remaining water, and wiped it dry before putting it into Zhuang Li's arms.
Zhuang Liuyun was stunned. Chi Ming's image in her mind has been completely subverted from a stalwart soldier to a careful nanny.
Zhuang Li reached out and took a steamed bun and fed it to Xiaoju's mouth, but was once again stopped by Chi Ming: "Don't let it go to the table to eat, after you get used to it, it will keep rushing into your bowl. Hygiene. You put it down, and I will have someone prepare a bowl of dried fish for it, and you will throw it one by one to eat."
Zhuang Li still stuffed the steamed buns into Xiaoju's mouth, ignoring Chi Ming at all.
Chi Ming was not angry, and immediately asked the servant to bring a bowl of dried fish, and he picked up one on the tip of Xiaoju's nose.
When Xiaoju smelled the fishy smell, she meowed eagerly, slapped Zhuang Li's steamed buns open and rushed towards Chi Ming's arms.
Chi Ming took advantage of the situation and threw the small dried fish away.
Xiaoju abandoned Zhuang Li's warm embrace without hesitation, and rushed towards the dried fish on the ground. It hugged the dried fish with its two claws and gnawed happily.
Zhuang Li looked at Chi Ming, and then at Xiaoju on the ground, so he threw the steamed buns over.
Before Chi Ming could speak, Zhuang Liuyun sternly scolded: "Xiaobao, what are you doing? Do you know how many people outside are unable to eat? Pick up the steamed buns for me and eat them! Hurry up!"
In her previous life, she was a homeless person, often without food and clothing, so she knew better than anyone what it was like to be hungry and how precious food was to a war-torn country.
She is fortunate to be able to come back in this life. Every time it was time for her meal, she would bow her head to the table full of food and sincerely thank God for the gift.
So she got angry with her brother for the first time.
Zhuang Li looked at her with dark eyes.
7480 said righteously: "Master, this time I will stand by your sister. You are too naive!"
Zhuang Li, who is accustomed to self-willed behavior: "..."
Chi Ming couldn't stand it any longer, and his tone was equally severe: "Enough, don't lose your temper at Xiaobao. He is still a child, he doesn't understand anything. You also know what kind of life he has been living since he was a child. The most common thing for him, he won't understand what you're saying.
"You can educate him, but you can't force him to understand things he's never seen."
Chi Ming picked up the steamed bun, tore off the soiled outer skin, ate a bite by himself, and fed another to Zhuang Li, and said bitterly, "Xiao Bao, don't you know that you can't throw the steamed bun on the ground next time? It is grain, grain. very precious."
Zhuang Li bit the steamed bun and rubbed Mo Chi Ming's fingertips with his canine teeth.
Chi Ming's fingertips were itchy, and his heart was also itchy, so all his earnest teachings turned into a chuckle.
Zhuang Li looked at the small dried fish on the plate, and then at the small dried fish thrown on the ground, his black eyes locked on Chi Ming, and silently conveyed his question.
Chi Ming immediately understood what he meant, patted his forehead, and reflected: "It's my brother who is wrong. My brother has a bad head. My brother shouldn't give Xiaobao a wrong example."
He rubbed the boy's fluffy head, smiled and praised: "Xiaobao is good."
Zhuang Liuyun: "..." What about the correct direction? Brother Chi, why did you take the pot on your back?
7480: "..." I can't stand it anymore, the gods are raking their ears for ten thousand years!
A steamed bun is eaten by two people, one bite, one bite and one bite. Chi Ming seemed to have found a more efficient way of feeding, so he filled a bowl of rice, gave Zhuang Li a mouthful, and stuffed it himself.
That way he doesn't have to eat scraps every time.
Zhuang Li naturally snuggled up beside Chi Ming, and he only needed to look at what he wanted to eat, and Chi Ming would immediately feed him into his mouth.
7480 said in amazement: "Master, you are a doer. You said that you need clothes to reach out for food and open your mouth, and you really did it."
Zhuang Li concentrated on enjoying Chi Ming's service. After he was full, he turned his head away and played with his fingers.
Only then did Chi Ming stop feeding, but suddenly found that the food on the table was not fragrant. Is it because Xiaobao doesn't eat in the same bowl with him?
Thinking about it, Chi Ming also put down his chopsticks to stop eating, and sighed silently.
Zhuang Liuyun: "..." Brother Chi can be full with one bowl of rice, so what if I want to eat another bowl?
The restaurant fell into an eerie silence. At this moment, Chi Cheng, who had disappeared all night, ran in in a hurry and opened his mouth and said, "Brother, give me 100,000 yuan! Ding Ning's movie will be shot soon, I can't live without this money! Big brother, you don't want me to become a joke in Shanghai, do you?"
"Why should I give you money? Did you earn the 100,000 yuan for me?" Chi Ming asked indifferently.
"Brother, what are you embarrassing about? I asked you to borrow money before, and you never said such a thing!" Chi Cheng looked at Zhuang Liuyun who was sitting beside him, and said suddenly, "I understand, brother! You are helping this woman. Are you in the early stage? You like her! Well, you actually fell in love with your own sister-in-law!"
He seemed to have grasped some big handle, and said more and more eagerly: "Brother, if you like her, take her away. If you give me 100,000 yuan, I won't argue with you! I won't fight against tabloid reporters if I go outside. Talking nonsense."
He sold Zhuang Liuyun so lightly, as if he still retained the ownership of Zhuang Liuyun. In his heart, this woman is just an object, not a living life.
Zhuang Li, who was about to throw the dried fish to Xiaoju, suddenly turned cold.
"This man is dead." He said coldly in his heart.
7480: "Oh! Hit the muzzle!"
Zhuang Liuyun waved his hands in a panic, "No, Big Brother Chi doesn't like me!"
Having experienced a tragic betrayal, she is more able to feel the good or bad of others towards her. Brother Chi's care for her is only out of love for Wu and Wu, and she has this self-knowledge.
But Chi Cheng didn't even bother to give Zhuang Liuyun alms from the corner of his eyes, and just stared at Chi Ming. He was certain that his eldest brother would give money for Zhuang Liuyun's reputation.
Chi Ming slowly wiped his hands with the wet handkerchief, and finally instructed the servant standing at the door, "Call the housekeeper in."
Chi Cheng showed an expression of victory. He thought that the eldest brother would ask the housekeeper to take him to the financial room to collect the money.
The butler came in with a hunched over and asked respectfully, "Commander, what are your orders?"
"You go to the editor-in-chief of the Bulletin to send a notice later, saying that from now on, I, Chi Ming and Chi Cheng have drawn a clear line, and each is safe. I, Chi Ming, are not responsible for what Chi Cheng does outside. The foreign debts owed by Chi Cheng will never be repaid by me, Chi Ming. The woman whom Chi Cheng married has nothing to do with me, Chi Ming or even the Grand Marshal's Mansion. Surname, not a family."
Chi Ming asked in a deep voice, "Remember?"
The housekeeper only agreed: "Remember."
"Remember to make an announcement."
The butler turned and hurried away.
Chi Cheng looked at his eldest brother in disbelief, panic, daze, and fear in his mind.
He understands that once this announcement is issued, he will be in a very embarrassing situation. Those who flattered him in the past will all leave him; the once extravagant life will also be in vain. He will really become a joke in Shanghai.
"Brother, if it wasn't for my mother, you would have died long ago!" he reminded through gritted teeth.
Chi Ming's tone was light: "In these years, if I hadn't supported this family, you and your mother would have starved to death thousands of times. Now that you can live prosperously, you all rely on my protection. Do you want to settle accounts with me? ? Well, sit down and we'll take it slow."
Chi Cheng: "..."
He didn't dare to sit down, he knew the account was unclear.
Chi Mingqu tapped his knuckles on the table and said coldly, "Since when did you take it for granted that everything in the Chi family is yours?
"Where does the money for your overseas study come from? Where does the money for buying brocade clothes and clothes come from? Where does the money for your banquet guests come from? Where does the money for raising women come from? Where do the flattering fox friends around you come from?"
Chi Ming raised his head, stared at Chi Cheng, and asked slowly, "What are you without me, Chi Ming?"
Chi Cheng showed a humiliated expression, but he hesitated to say the words to completely break with the commander's mansion. He knows too much how much convenience the second young master of the Chi family can bring to him.
Chi Ming asked again, "What qualifications do you have to challenge me?"
Chi Cheng lowered his head and bit his lip with blood.
Chi Ming pointed at the door and ordered, "Get out of here."
Chi Cheng left immediately.
"Pfft!" Zhuang Liuyun sneered, then hurriedly covered his mouth.
Chi Ming glanced at her lightly, not angry. Father Chi attaches great importance to the distinction between concubines and concubines, and raised his two sons separately since childhood, so Chi Ming and Chi Cheng have no relationship at all.
The restaurant was quiet, only the sound of Xiaoju gnawing on dried fish.
Zhuang Li threw another small dried fish on the ground, then picked up the spoon, scooped a meatball, and put it firmly to Chi Ming's lips.
"He wasn't full just now, I have to feed him." Zhuang Li said in his heart.
7480 sneered: "Master, what about the clothes that you agreed to come and the food to open your mouth?"
Chi Ming was stunned. After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Xiaobao, are you feeding your brother? Do you know that your brother is not full?"
Zhuang Li didn't say a word, just looked at him intently.
Chi Ming immediately ate the meatballs into his mouth, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with joy.
Zhuang Li waited for him to swallow the meatballs, then scooped another spoonful of egg custard and fed it again.
Chi Ming ate bite after bite, only to feel that the more he chewed the food, the more fragrant he was.
Zhuang Liuyun, who had fed his younger brother for several years and never received such treatment, was completely sour. She said sadly, "Xiaobao has never fed her sister."
Chi Ming rubbed the boy's hairy head and asked, "This is the first time he has fed people?"
"Yes." Zhuang Liuyun pouted.
Chi Ming couldn't help laughing. He knew that he was special to the boy.
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Chen Xuanting hurriedly arrived in Baoding, and with the help of Zhuang's old servant, recovered the property squandered by Zhuang Cong.
"Miss Zhuang's embroidery is missing one piece. I need you to think about where it is." Chen Xuanting sat on a chair of the Grand Master, surrounded by soldiers with guns, and Zhuang Cong, who had a bruised nose and a bruised face, knelt at his feet.
Zhuang Cong cried and said, "Sir, I really don't know! I've never touched my little sister's embroidery, really. Just let me go, I know I'm wrong! Can I kowtow to you?"
He kowtows bang bang bang, quickly getting himself covered in blood.
Chen Xuanting supported his forehead with his index and middle fingers, and watched Zhuang Cong's performance coldly.
Several soldiers who had searched Zhuang's house for many times ran over in a hurry, holding a smudged embroidery painting and saying, "I found it, this painting was taken by their servants to play mahjong. The table is up. We also found a marriage book of Miss Zhuang, you can take a look."
Chen Xuanting hurriedly stood up, took two steps to pick up the embroidery painting, and saw the stains on it and several black holes burned by the cigarette butt, and his already gloomy pupils immediately filled with suffocation, and quickly read the one drawn by Zhuang Cong unilaterally. The marriage certificate, his face is even more cold.
This person actually married Miss Zhuang to a former Qing eunuch in her sixties! This eunuch killed his wife who had just passed the door last year, so he even got into the newspaper.
Chen Xuanting put away the embroidered paintings, tore up the marriage certificate, turned around without saying a word, and kicked Zhuang Cong's face hard.
Zhuang Cong's nose bone was broken, blood splashed and rolled all over the floor.
Chen Xuanting strode after him, without the slightest expression on his face, but kicked Zhuang Cong's abdomen again and again.
At first, Zhuang Cong clutched his stomach and howled loudly, but his breath gradually weakened, but Chen Xuanting never gave up. He didn't care about human life at all.
He's an intelligence officer, and to put it bluntly, a spy chief. Murder and bloodthirsty are his true colors.
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Chi Cheng chased the housekeeper out, and the two arrived at the newspaper office with their front and back feet, and they were deadlocked in the editor-in-chief's office.
"Uncle Liu, my brother is just saying angry words. You post this news. After the two of us are reconciled as before, you will not be human inside or outside." Chi Cheng threatened.
The housekeeper also had the same concern, and his face couldn't help showing embarrassment.
The editor-in-chief picked up the phone and said, "Well, I'll call the commander to find out."
"You call, you call, I'm waiting for your news." The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.
Chi Cheng looked at the microphone with anticipation.
The phone was connected, and Chi Ming said decisively, "Come on, I never joke. In the future, I will be me, and Chi Cheng will be Chi Cheng. I will not be responsible for cleaning up his mess."
"Okay, I understand, we'll send the news tomorrow." The editor-in-chief hung up the phone respectfully, then raised his head, and Chong Chi Cheng shrugged helplessly.
Chi Cheng's eyes flashed, and he felt that the world was spinning. He didn't understand how he got to where he is today. Didn't he just break off the engagement with Zhuang Liuyun privately? Why is Big Brother so angry? Didn't he like Zhuang Liuyun? He should be happy!
Chi Cheng couldn't understand, so he left the newspaper office in a daze and walked outside.
The sky began to snow, and the pedestrians ran to their respective destinations against the cold wind. The master who pulled the rickshaw kept ringing the bell, hoping to get more business.
There was the sound of piano playing in the cafe on the roadside, a window was opened in the private room on the second floor, and someone stood by the window waving their arms and shouting: "Second Young Master, Second Young Master, come and play two cards with us!"
Two less? Which second son?
Chi Cheng followed the shout and looked over, only to find that the man was actually his friend.
Second Young Master is his label, and also where his full value lies. If these people knew that he was no longer the Second Young Master of Chi Mansion, would they still play with him? Would you still open the window on a cold day and invite him warmly?
Although Chi Cheng is arrogant, he also knows clearly - no. These people surround him simply because his surname is Chi, and the most powerful man in Shanghai is his eldest brother.
After tomorrow, when Chi Ming denies his identity as the second young master of the Chi family, what kind of attitude will these people treat him? Will they still smile so sincerely?
The smiling face in front of him became distorted in a trance. Chi Cheng quickly retracted his gaze and ran away in embarrassment.
The man looked at his back with a puzzled look on his face.
Chi Cheng braved the heavy snow to return home and rummaged through the boxes to pack up valuables. Brand-name watches, mink velvet coats, diamond cufflinks, and jewel tie clips were all swept into his suitcase and packed full.
He searched his bedroom several times and hurried downstairs with the heavy suitcase after making sure that not a single copper plate had fallen.
When passing by Zhuang Liuyun's small courtyard, he saw a young man carved in pink and jade holding a chubby kitten, squatting at the door of the courtyard and looking up at the sky.
He opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, trying to catch the falling snowflakes from the sky.
This was originally a very cute picture, but it aroused Chi Cheng's suppressed malice in his heart. He knew that the boy was Zhuang Liuyun's younger brother.
Now that he has been kicked out, this wild species from nowhere has taken his place. The mink velvet coat he wore, the diamond watch on his hand, the leather shoes on his feet, and the slightly exposed satin neckline all showed how expensive this outfit was.
In order to please Zhuang Liuyun, Chi Ming is really generous!
The more Chi Cheng thought about it, the more angry he felt, but he forced a smile, dragged the box to the boy, pointed to the opposite yard and said, "Little fool, there are interesting things in it, do you want to go in and have a look?"
"Where is the idiot?" Zhuang Li retracted Liang Sisi's tongue.
"In his eyes, you're a fool." 7480 replied daringly.
Zhuang Li: "..."
Chi Cheng continued to coax: "Little fool, go, go and play with your brother Chi Ming, he is inside. If the two people at the door stop you, go grab the gun in their hands. When the gun rings, it's like shooting a cannon. Same, it's fun."
Zhuang Li took a deep look at Chi Cheng, then put Xiaoju on his head and walked towards the yard next door.
Chi Cheng carried the box and fled quickly, lest the housekeeper would not allow him to take away these valuables.
He just said one more thing on a whim. Whether the little fool goes or doesn't, it has nothing to do with him. What he cares about is not the result, but the process of venting his anger. He knew that his inducement might have caused the little fool to be shot dead, but so what?
He didn't do it himself.
Zhuang Li didn't break into Chi Ming's yard, but put Xiaoju on the ground and pushed his ass.
Like Concubine Lin, Xiaoju also had the privilege of unhindered access in the mansion, so it passed the two guards and slipped in.
The two guards looked at Zhuang Li amusingly.
Zhuang Li slowly walked forward in the direction that Aunt Lin came from in the morning. He didn't need to ask the servants to know that on this road, there must be a yard where Concubine Lin lived.
Five minutes later, he saw a yard full of flowering trees and two red lanterns, which looked very fireworks. A little girl hurried into the courtyard with a pot of charcoal fire, shouting how cold it was.
Zhuang Li did not go in, but broke a plum blossom, held it in his hand and threw it up and down, and walked slowly around the yard.
When he reached the back wall of the yard, he met a gardener who was building branches of plum blossoms in the cold wind.
The gardener was in his fifties and was very thin. He was wearing a thin cotton-padded coat. The cuffs of the cotton-padded coat were torn a few holes, revealing some yellowed cotton wool. This shows that his family is very poor.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, but he didn't use an umbrella. After pruning the branches, he wrapped the trunk with hemp rope.
His fingers were red and swollen from the cold, but he didn't mean to stop and take a breath.
Inside the wall came the voice of a woman chanting Buddhist scriptures. The sound was ethereal and peaceful, adding a bit of peace to this cold winter day.
The gardener kept busy with this curling Sanskrit sound, while Zhuang Li was also squatting in the snow, holding his cheeks and looking at the man curiously with his black eyes.
The man stopped twisting the twine, and bowed down and saluted in fear: "Hello, little master, it's snowing so hard, why don't you hurry up and hide in the house? It's warm in the house."
Zhuang Liwu looked at the hemp rope on the ground with unblinking eyes, as if his soul had left his body.
The man had already learned the identity of the young man and his special features from the subordinates, so he sighed and continued to do his own work.
Zhuang Li chuckled in his mind: "Interesting."
7480 looked up and down the gardener and asked, "What's interesting?"
"People who recite the scriptures are interesting, and so are those who listen to the scriptures."
7480 saw the mosquito coils in his eyes, and asked again, "Master, what's so interesting about them?"
"The young master is squatting on the ground and drenched in snow, but the servant doesn't ask questions and only cares about the work at hand. Isn't that interesting? Shhh! Listen carefully." Crooked, his eyes gradually lost sight.
The gardener glanced at him from time to time, and when he saw that he was beginning to be in a daze, he shook his head again.
A quarter of an hour later, Chi Ming strode over with an umbrella in hand, with an undisguised anxiety on his face.
Seeing Xiaoju running into the study, he immediately realized that Xiaobao was also nearby, and when he went out to look for it, he found that he was missing.
Seeing the boy with a layer of snowflakes on his head and huddled in the corner like a quail, he immediately ran over.
It happened that Zhuang Li had also finished listening to the scriptures and was about to stand up. He didn't expect that his legs were numb, and his knees couldn't keep up with his buttocks, so he fell into the snow and planted himself as a tree.
Xiaoju ran over and scratched the back of his head with his claws, meowing in his mouth.
7480: "Pfft!"
Chi Ming was angry and funny, he quickly pulled the boy out, wrapped it in his open coat, and carried him to the study.
He was wrong, he shouldn't have placed Xiaobao in the yard next door. He should have kept Little Treasure under his nose at all times from the very beginning.
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An hour later, Zhuang Li wrapped a white towel on his head and wore a huge cotton-padded jacket, and sat in Chi Ming's arms and drank hot milk.
Chi Ming was flipping through a document, but his other arm was tightly wrapped around the slender waist of the young man.
Tachibana lay on the ground lazily flapping her tail.
Zhuang Li put down the empty cup, grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, and buried himself in writing.
Chi Ming just glanced casually at first, but he was really surprised to see the content on the paper.
"Xiaobao, what did you write?"
Strings of complicated patterns stretched out under the boy's pen, looking extremely beautiful.
Chi Ming stared at these patterns for a while, and then slowly realized that these were not meaningless graffiti, but Sanskrit. He had seen this kind of text in a certain Buddhist scripture of Aunt Lin.
"Xiaobao, do you understand Sanskrit?" Chi Ming gently rubbed the boy's head, not realizing what these mysterious characters represented.
7480 also asked curiously: "Master, what did you write? These words look so complicated!"
"I'm writing down the Buddhist scriptures that Aunt Lin just recited."
His brain is a very powerful computer, and what he has heard will be stored in the memory bank like a recording.
He wrote the sutra word for word, then took out a blank sheet of paper, translated the sutra into Latin, and listed the first letter of each Latin word in a string of meaningless characters.
He stared at the string of characters and fell into a long silence.
Chi Ming also looked at the string of characters, his expression gradually changed from dazed to thoughtful, and then from thoughtful to horrified: "This is a piece of information written in cipher, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Li had already figured out how to crack the code, and restored the information in Latin: [...It is reported that C has reached an anti-Japanese consensus with the northern warlord K, and will meet at XX. C bought a batch of arms from the Americans, and the transport route of this batch of arms was... His son was kicked out of the house by C, so he quickly arranged accommodation for his son. 】
7480 can't read Latin, but it knows that these words must be meaningful.
So it asked, "How did you do it, Master? How do you know that these characters can spell this sentence?"
"This is intelligence written in Caesar's cipher, and there are only 25 keys to crack it. I try one by one, and I can quickly spell out the correct content."
Zhuang Li did not further explain what the Caesar shift cipher was. Anyway, no matter how much he said, the mentally retarded 7480 couldn't understand it.
He pondered: "The way this woman transmits information is very complicated. First, the plaintext is rewritten into ciphertext using the Caesar shift method, and then the first letter of each ciphertext is taken, corresponding to the Latin word with the same initial letter, and translated into Sanskrit, combined into scriptures.
"This process is equivalent to turning whole grains into lees, fermenting and then distilling alcohol. You can never see the raw material through a glass of transparent liquid.
"To fully receive the information sent by this woman, the middleman must be proficient in Sanskrit and Latin. He has a strong memory, and can remember the scriptures completely in his mind when he hears them, and then write them out by dictation and translate them after he goes back.
"I guess, looking at the whole country, there are no more than ten people with the above abilities. And there is no such talent around Chi Ming, so Concubine Lin has never been caught by anyone."
Zhuang Li translated the Latin information into Chinese, handed it to Chi Ming, and circled the last sentence, writing: "Your brother is not your brother, but the son of a gardener. 】
7480: "!!!" Fuck! Has it broken again! Why did Chi Cheng become the son of a gardener?
Chi Ming: "..." The focus of this information does not seem to be this.
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Chi Ming stared at the information for a long time, and then checked the scripture written in Sanskrit again and again, and finally sorted things out.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to suspect that Zhuang Li was a spy.
He is a soldier, and it is his habit to see and listen to all directions. He remembered that when he found Xiaobao, Xiaobao was curling up outside Aunt Lin's yard watching the gardeners at work, while Aunt Lin was chanting in the house.
"So this scripture is what you heard from Aunt Lin, Xiaobao, right? You can't forget it? Are you proficient in Sanskrit and Latin? Do you still know how to crack the code?" The head boy, his eyes are full of surprise.
Zhuang Li leaned comfortably in Chi Ming's arms, clasped his hands together, held his stomach, raised his chin slightly, and did not say a word, but he already showed the arrogance in his bones.
Chi Ming rubbed the boy's hairy head and said firmly, "Xiaobao, are you a genius?"
Zhuang Li's jaw lifted a little higher.
Chi Ming pinched his soft cheeks and said with a low smile, "My little treasure is indeed a genius."
His intuition told him: Xiaobao understands everything, can understand everyone's words, and can see everything in the outside world. He just closed himself up and didn't want to express it. As long as he perseveres and knocks on the door of his heart, one day he will show his head and ask helplessly, "What are you doing?"
And now, the scene in Chi Meditation's image appeared.
Xiaobao took the initiative to open the door of his heart, looked at him with black eyes, and silently expressed this sentence - Brother, I will help you.
For some reason, Chi Ming's eyes were wet. He buried his head in the boy's warm neck, quietly enjoying the joy and emotion.
Zhuang Li patted Chi Ming's arm, and when the other party raised his head, he pointed to the information on the table.
Only then did Chi Ming suppress the turmoil in his heart and pick up the information to take a closer look. Now he can be sure that Concubine Lin is a spy hiding beside him, and part of the information is fake information that he deliberately fabricated.
Aunt Lin looked at the ginseng soup when she was delivering the soup, and in the afternoon she made up a code and sent it to the contact person. She moves fairly quickly.
In addition, the first half of this information is true. Chi Ming has indeed recently reached a consensus with a warlord surnamed Ke to jointly fight against Japan, and the warlord is apparently the agent of the Japanese in the Northeast. Controls a huge number of puppet troops.
His revolt will certainly make the Japanese suffer from the enemy and suffer heavy losses.
Fortunately, Xiaobao discovered Aunt Lin's secret, otherwise when the information was sent out by the gardener, the warlord Ke surnamed would definitely be killed by the Japanese. Chi Ming's anti-Japanese alliance will also collapse, and China will usher in a darker moment.
Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out from Chi Ming's palm.
"Xiaobao helped my brother a lot." Chi Ming rubbed the boy into his arms and kissed the top of his hair, fearing that it would come to his heart with Xing Xing.
Zhuang Li patted his broad chest, as if to say, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is Xiaobao here."
Of course, this sentence is just Chi Ming's brain supplement, but he feels that his brain supplement must be right. He is the most special in Xiaobao's heart.
Chi Ming picked up the handset, dialed the number of the Intelligence Department, and after waiting for the call to connect, he said, "Senior Song, come over right away."
After hanging up the phone, Chi Ming stood up with Zhuang Li in his arms and walked to a row of bookshelves.
Zhuang Li sat in Chi Ming's strong arms, stretched his arms, searched through the many folders, and quickly pulled out a booklet and handed it to Chi Ming.
When Chi Ming saw the cover, it was exactly the information he was looking for, so he couldn't help laughing.
"Xiaobao is so smart!" He admired from the bottom of his heart, and then thought: How happy he would be if Uncle Zhuang was still here. He was right, there was a wonderful world hidden in Xiaobao's heart.
What Zhuang Li found from the bookshelf was a roster, which recorded the name, address, place of origin, kinship, past resume, etc. of every person working in Chizhai.
Through the roster, Chi Ming quickly learned the origin of the gardener.
Before Aunt Lin was taken as a concubine by the old marshal Chi, the gardener was already working in the Chi family. After the old marshal Chi was killed by the Japanese, he also defected to Shanghai, and he could be regarded as the old man of the Chi family.
Sanskrit is a small language, and people who are proficient in Sanskrit are very rare, but he and Concubine Lin can use Sanskrit as their mother tongue. It can be seen that both of them have received training in this area and are regular old partners.
They have worked together for decades, monitoring each other but also taking care of each other, and it is hard not to develop feelings in the middle.
In this way, the last sentence of this information has an explanation.
[Son was kicked out of the house by C, quickly arrange accommodation for his son]——A woman tells another man how her son is, so what is the relationship between these three people? They must be a family of three.
Has anyone been kicked out of the house by Chi Ming recently? It's Chi Cheng!
Chi Ming rubbed his temples, thinking that fortunately his father was gone, otherwise he would have been pissed to death. Now that he thinks about it, he is startled to realize that Chi Cheng and the gardener look alike.
Aside from these messy things, Chi Ming continued to check the gardener's information, only to find that he now lives in a slum, and the cobweb-like alleys are difficult to monitor or track; catch.
There are also several vegetable markets near the slum, surrounded by people coming and going and bustling.
If the gardener is released from the house and used to catch big fish, Chi Ming is not 100% sure that he will be able to follow his whereabouts. Everywhere he passed was the most chaotic place in Shanghai, and there were too many interference factors. He has 110,000 opportunities on the way to send information out without knowing it.
Once he successfully transmits the information, the warlord Ke surnamed and all the people with lofty ideals who participated in the anti-Japanese alliance will be slaughtered by the Japanese. Hundreds of people are at stake.
Chi Ming didn't dare to gamble, so after Chief Song arrived, he decisively ordered: "Arrest this person."
Section Chief Song looked at the photos on the roster and nodded immediately.
After Zhuang Li had dealt with this matter, he picked up a pen and wrote down the information he had recently analyzed one by one: [1, the Japanese army discovered a huge coal mine in the mountainous area of XX; 2, the Japanese army built an underground military factory in XX; 3, the Japanese army The army will be stationed at XX, and in the next step, they will attack the city of XX. 】
After writing, he pushed this meaningful piece of paper under Chi Ming's eyelids.
Chi Ming: "..."
"Xiaobao, tell me honestly, do you know how to fly?" Chi Ming squeezed the boy's tender cheeks and joked, "If you can't fly, you sit at home and how can you collect these? intelligence?"
Zhuang Li clapped his hands away, jumped off his knees, ran to the filing cabinet, pulled out several newspapers, and pointed out the relevant content one by one.
Inexplicable refugees appearing, a large number of job advertisements appear, trains that stop running for no reason...
In the eyes of others, bits and pieces of meaningless words are crucial clues in the eyes of the young man.
Chi Ming read the newspaper for a while, and then read the information written by the young man in immature handwriting, his expression slowly changed from surprise to ecstasy.
"Xiaobao, do you know that you are my brother's treasure? You have helped my brother a lot." He hugged the boy to his knees and kissed the other party's white tender cheek fiercely.
Zhuang Li was stabbed in the neck by his hard beard, but he was very satisfied. He said that he would help Chi Ming to shoulder the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
Chi Ming called Section Chief Song in again and asked him to send someone to investigate the three locations given by Zhuang Li.
If this information is true, then Chi Ming will be able to take down the Japanese army's energy reserves, underground arsenals and military camps in one fell swoop, and disrupt their plans to invade China. The Japanese military operations in the interior of China will be crushed, and the balance of victory will be tilted in favor of China.
Perhaps within three or five years, this war will be completely over.
Chi Ming took out the map and used a red pen to constantly outline his marching route, his eyes were full of brilliance.
Zhuang Li held his cheek and looked at him quietly.
It was snowing heavily outside the window, but the house was surrounded by heating.
After a while, Section Chief Song walked into the door with a frustrated look on his face, lowered his head and whispered: "Master, as soon as we caught the gardener, he bit the poison sac in his teeth and committed suicide. It took only three seconds before and after. We didn't ask. any valuable clues."
The most important value of a spy is not the intelligence hidden in his heart, but the underground intelligence network he has formed. To remove all this net is the result of Chi Meditation.
The gardener is dead, his organization is still there, his colleagues are still there, and these people will continue to send information to the Japanese.
The gardener's death was a trivial matter for this spy network.
"Be careful when arresting Lin's." Chi Ming frowned and instructed.
Chief Song nodded solemnly, and after a quarter of an hour, he walked in wearing a blood-stained military uniform, his expression even more ashamed: "We removed Lin's mandible to prevent her from biting through the poison sac and committing suicide. He stabbed her to death with a knife and committed suicide."
The means of espionage are so unpredictable. In order to keep the whole organization, they will have a lot of sex around them.
Chi Ming was silent for a long time before he was unable to wave his hand: "Forget it, clean up their bodies."
Section Chief Song analyzed: "Being able to lurk around the old marshal and you for decades without being discovered, and the means of self-destruction are so neat and tidy, this intelligence organization should be a trump card for the Japanese army."
Therefore, opening this trump card will cause a very heavy blow to the Japanese army, and it is also more conducive to the follow-up strategic deployment of our army.
It's a pity that both operations failed, and this trump card gradually disappeared from the table.
Chi Ming closed his eyes, kept rubbing his eyebrows, and then said ruthlessly, "The whereabouts of my parents may have been leaked by these two people."
Chief Song nodded with a heavy heart.
The opportunity to find out the truth and take revenge is now, but missed. In the end it is uneasy.
Zhuang Li pulled Chi Ming's sleeve and wrote on the paper: [Chi Cheng, bait, lead the snake out of the hole. 】
Chi Ming's eyes lit up, and he immediately handed this piece of paper to Section Chief Song.
Section Chief Song, who frowned, smiled.
Aunt Lin and the gardener are in a very strict organization and management, so they must know the relationship between the two and Chi Cheng's life experience. The reason why they didn't replace the two who broke the rules was probably because they couldn't find a better replacement.
After all, the two have been lurking in the Chi family for many years, and they have come up with one important piece of information. Cutting them off is also a major loss for the organization.
If both of them were dead, and Chi Ming secretly sent someone to follow Chi Cheng, and kept searching Chi Cheng's residence, would the organization be suspicious of Chi Cheng?
Do you think that the gardener and Aunt Lin hid some important information on Chi Cheng before they died?
Will they send someone to contact Chi Cheng?
The answer is yes. A conscientious intelligence organization will never miss a single piece of important information.
In this way, following the clue of Chi Cheng, Chi Ming still has the opportunity to dig out this intelligence network.
The two quickly made a plan to lead the snake out of the hole.
Zhuang Li leaned into Chi Ming's arms and sighed in his head, "Chi Cheng is dead."
7480: "...Master, your revenge is really, really, really number one in the world!"
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In order to prevent the spy from committing suicide by biting the poison sac, Chi Ming and Section Chief Song must accurately calculate every arresting detail.
To this end, Chi Ming also called the newspaper and canceled the announcement to draw a line with Chi Cheng.
Important officials from the Intelligence Section walked into the study one after another and sat around to discuss various plans.
Seeing the young man who was held by Chi Ming on his knees, they were able to keep their eyes straight and their faces expressionless, as if the handsome man had always been this kind of private and public style.
"The psychological quality of people engaged in intelligence is really different." 7480 sighed.
Zhuang Li responded casually, then stretched out his hand and began to look at every document that Chi Ming had placed on the table.
Only at this time did an intelligence officer cough lightly, signaling Chi Ming to take care of the child.
"It's okay, let him see." Chi Ming said connivously.
The intelligence officer seemed to know the details of Zhuang Li, so he didn't mention it.
Zhuang Li found a telegram and stared at it for a long time.
7480 slowly read out the contents of the telegram: "Mr. Smith rejects this deal, will you raise the price?"
"Chi Ming can't raise the price. He suffered huge losses from the Japanese bombing. He can't afford this batch of arms." Zhuang Li sighed.
7480: "Master, how do you know this telegram is about arms deals?"
"The food can be raised if it is bombed; the gasoline depot has been bombed, and China still has reserves; only the arms have to be purchased from abroad."
Zhuang Li looked at Chi Ming's financial report while analyzing, and found that his arsenal was producing weapons and ammunition at full capacity recently, but it still couldn't increase the output, so he submitted several plans to expand the scale of production.
"What Chi Ming lacks the most right now is arms. I have to help him." Zhuang Li took out a blank piece of paper and began to draw.
7480 asked curiously: "How can you help him? You have no money to buy arms for him."
"He has his own arsenal, but the production efficiency is too low to supply his army in a short time. I can design an easy-to-use arsenal. The gun produced." Zhuang Li pondered: "The mechanical structure of this kind of gun is greatly simplified. While ensuring the range and power, a certain degree of accuracy is sacrificed. The average daily output can reach thousands of shots. It can be manufactured in a month. Tens of thousands of shots.
"If Chi Ming can successfully destroy the Japanese army's coal mines, arsenals and military camps, he will be able to get a long period of respite. Using this time to vigorously produce this kind of guns and weapons, his army will soon recover."
While speaking, a gun with a simple shape has been formed under Zhuang Li's pen.
7480 knelt silently: "Master, I always see a line in costume dramas called 'Whoever wins XX wins the world', this sentence is too appropriate to apply to you."
No wonder the gods always like to eat soft rice, the host's soft rice is so fragrant!
While talking with his subordinates, Chi Ming took time to take care of the boy's every move, and found him smearing on the paper and smiled dotingly.
"Xiaobao, did their cigarettes choke on you?" Chi Ming wanted to smoke, but after he picked up the cigar, he put it down.
Zhuang Li buried his head in drawing, but did not respond, nor did he cough due to the smoke.
Only then did Chi Ming pick up the cigar with confidence and approached the lighter handed by his subordinates.
"Open the window and let the smell dissipate." He still explained worriedly.
One of the subordinates immediately went to open the window, and the other looked at Zhuang Li's drawings and said with admiration, "Young Master Zhuang is quite talented in drawing, and he can draw straight lines without a ruler. Not like a fool."
"Who said Xiaobao was a fool?" Chi Ming's face darkened.
At this moment, an intelligence officer suddenly stood up, walked a few steps to the table, stared at the drawing and looked at it again and again, and said in horror: "Master, the structure of this gun is too similar to the wool gun sold by the Americans! "
The wool gun is an easy-to-manufacture, low-cost, and extremely high production rate hand gun sold by Americans, formerly known as the Liberator Hand Gun.
The power of this kind of gun cannot be underestimated, but the accuracy is not high. The bullet will deviate from the track at a distance of eight meters, and the range is not enough, so it can only be used in close combat. Therefore, although it is cheap and mass-produced, it is not used by the military.
Those who favored the wool gun were mostly unfunded and understaffed rebel groups.
What Zhuang Li is now designing is a rifle. Its mechanical structure is simpler than that of a wool gun, but its power and range are no different from ordinary rifles. In other words, the gun could be mass-produced in a very short period of time and used to arm the military.
Inaccuracy is the only disadvantage of this gun, but in war, this disadvantage is negligible. There are so many enemies ahead, and all guns can always hit the target.
"He's not a doodle, this kind of gun is very famous!" This intelligence officer is mainly responsible for collecting information on advanced weapons, so he is very proficient in the structure of guns and weapons.
The rest of the intelligence officers all stood up and surrounded Zhuang Li, their eyes full of surprise.
"real or fake?"
"Really! I have collected tens of thousands of drawings of guns and weapons, and I can see the quality of the design at a glance."
"You can form a pencil without a ruler. Master Zhuang's skill in drawing is really amazing!"
"Isn't Mr. Zhuang a fool?"
"Who told you that Mr. Zhuang is a fool? Mr. Zhuang has clarified this rumor countless times. Mr. Zhuang also said that Mr. Zhuang is a genius who understands eight languages. He is just a little eccentric and doesn't like to talk."
"I thought Old Zhuang was bragging!"
"It's no wonder that the commander holds Young Master Zhuang in his palm all day long."
In the murmur of the group of people, Zhuang Li pushed the drawing with the dimensions marked and annotated in front of Chi Ming, and then leaned on the other side's arms, holding his stomach with both hands, his jaw slightly raised, and conveyed without saying a word With the atmosphere of "I am the first in the world".
7480 complained: "Master, you still lack a cigar, a pair of sunglasses, and a big gold chain. Come, come, I'll put BGM for you, and you go get the cigar on Chi Ming's table."
Zhuang Li: "..."
Chi Ming gently pinched the young man's slightly raised jaw, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with joy and pride.
"My little treasure is indeed a genius." He found the telegram and the financial report of the arsenal, and his tone was full of emotion: "Xiao Bao knows that brother needs arms, so he designed this gun right? Xiaobao wants to help brother solve the problem. Urgent, right?"
If it weren't for the fact that the room was full of outsiders, he would have wanted to hold the boy's face and kiss him fiercely.
Section Chief Song looked at the telegrams and financial reports on the table, and sighed sincerely: "Master, you have found a treasure!"
"Yes, I found the treasure." Chi Ming lowered his head, pressed his cheek against Zhuang Li's cheek, and tried his best to restrain the emotion that came to his heart.
No one knew he was struggling, and no one cared that he was overwhelmed. But all this was seen by the teenager, so he got out of the thick protective shell, stretched out his thin hand, and tried to hold him and run together.
There is nothing more beautiful and better than this.
Chi Ming gently tugged at Zhuang Li's head, a layer of water mist appeared in his eyes, and then it turned into a warm feeling.
"Baby, thank you." He whispered in Zhuang Li's ear.
Zhuang Li's heart beat faster, his cheeks flushed involuntarily, he struggled to jump off Chi Ming's knees, picked up Xiaoju and ran. He didn't expect Chi Ming in this life to be so numb.
"This child is shy." Chief Song joked.
Everyone let out good-natured laughter, and then studied the blueprint like a treasure.
Chi Ming wiped his face, his expression returned to his usual cold and solemn expression, but his ears were also flushed.
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Zhuang Li ran into the next yard with Xiaoju in his arms. Two guards followed closely behind him.
This is an order issued by Chi Minggang. Even at home, he must ensure that the teenager is always under his care.
Zhuang Liuyun was sitting in front of the embroidery frame splitting the thread, and the gramophone beside him was slowly turning, playing a hoarse but lingering song. The goose feather snow fell outside the window, but the inside of the house was as warm as spring.
Zhuang Li stood at the door for a long time before walking over, rubbed Zhuang Liuyun's head, and said in his heart, "Brother has avenged you."
7480 immediately complained: "You are the younger brother."
Zhuang Li: "..."
Zhuang Liuyun raised his head and found that his younger brother was looking at him "lovingly", and his face immediately burst into a smile: "Did Xiaobao also learn to touch people's heads? Did he learn it from Big Brother Chi? Big Brother Chi can really take care of children. If we are here If there is no war, Brother Chi can go and be a nanny for others. He is much better than me."
Zhuang Li: "..."
7480: "Is your sister black belly or natural black?"
Zhuang Li showed a rare hesitation: "It should be natural black."
Zhuang Liuyun pulled his younger brother to sit beside him, and explained in detail how to split a thin silk thread into five, six or even ten.
Zhuang Li leaned on Xiaoju's shoulder and listened patiently.
The snow is still falling, but the footsteps of spring are approaching.
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Chi Cheng waited anxiously all night, bought a copy of the Bulletin from a newsboy early the next morning, flipped to the page dedicated to posting notices, and looked down one by one.
No, no, no... Chi Ming's notice wasn't posted, what's going on?
Chi Cheng hurried back to the hotel where he was temporarily staying to call the newspaper, only to learn that Chi Ming had recovered his life. Is he soft-hearted?
Chi Cheng fell down on the sofa and let out a heavy breath.
After he was relieved, he immediately invited Ding Ning out to play, and also called a group of friends to play cards at the hotel.
Of course, his behavior was much more low-key than before, and he didn't go to the places he used to go, lest Chi Ming learn that he was spending money outside, and threatened to cut off his relationship with him.
However, after three days, he became extremely happy and sad. A few men in black stopped his rickshaw at night, stuffed him into a car and took him to an abandoned warehouse.
"Say, where is the information your father gave you?" A burly man grabbed the hair of Chi Cheng, who was tied to a chair.
"My father died a long time ago." Chi Cheng was full of fear.
"Hmph, I'm not talking about Chi Rui, but your biological father, Liao Laosan. What about the things he gave you?" These people were completely convinced that Chi Cheng knew his own life experience.
Because they found out that on the day Liao Laosan and Aunt Lin were both killed, Chi Ming sent a housekeeper to the newspaper office, intending to publish an announcement to cut off relations with Chi Cheng. Chi Cheng also had a fierce quarrel with Chi Ming.
If it wasn't for the exposure of their life experiences, how could the two brothers cut off their relationship? Why did Chi Cheng leave Chi's house in a hurry and hide in Tibet outside? He must know all the inside information.
Chi Cheng really doesn't know anything. But his mind was spinning fast, and he realized almost immediately the terrifying message hidden in the passage.
Liao Laosan he knew. When he was a child, he couldn't climb up and down the tree, but Liao Laosan carried him down on a ladder. This man is his gardener.
Thinking of Liao Laosan's same aquiline nose and grooved chin as himself, and then thinking that Old Marshal Chi and Chi Ming did not have the slightest resemblance to him, an overwhelming sense of fear hit Chi Cheng's heart.
He shouted sharply, "I don't know Liao San!"
This too obvious lie made the spy who kidnapped him even more sure what secret he was hiding.
"You're not being honest, aren't you?" A thin man jumped up, raised a sharp knife and stabbed Chi Cheng's thigh, and asked sharply, "Are you going to tell me?"
"I don't know! I really don't know anything. I don't know Liao Laosan, I'm not his son! I'm Chi Rui's son!" Chi Cheng strongly resisted this terrible fact.
But the more he denied it, the more suspicious the agents became, so he stabbed a lot of knives in his legs one after another, until several narcotic bullets hit the agents in the back, causing them to faint one after another.
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That night, Zhuang Li stood by the window on the second floor with Xiaoju in his arms. Through the light reflected by the white snow, he saw Chi Cheng, covered in blood, lying on a stretcher, being carried back to the yard by two soldiers.
The road was slippery in the snow, and the soldiers walked very slowly.
Chi Cheng cried and said, "I'm my father's son, right? You talk!"
For him, the whole world fell apart tonight.
Zhuang Li waved at Zhuang Liuyun.
Zhuang Liuyun walked to the window, saw Chi Cheng's tragic state, heard his cries, and laughed before he understood what happened.
7480 nodded vigorously: "Sure, your sister is a natural black. She can laugh in such a miserable scene."