March 17, 1938.

There is still one day left before Meng Shaoyuan, chief of the Military Command Operations Section and director of the Shanghai Special Office, gets married.

Cai Xuefei was really nervous.

I'm about to marry that man.

It will be the most important and happiest day of her life.

Outside, in the living room, there was a fierce quarrel.

English is mixed with Chinese.

Cai Xuefei smiled.

That's when Steward Qiu and Aarau started to quarrel again.

These two people were originally bitter rivals, but now that they are good, they are about to become a family, and there will be more opportunities to quarrel in the future.

Especially before getting married, Aarau came every day.

Because the wedding was held at the Rose Mansion, Arau was nominally here to assist in the wedding, but in fact he was not at ease and came to "check" the work.

On the contrary, this is the place where Steward Qiu is most reluctant to be touched.

He was already extremely, seriously, and very disapproving of this marriage, and now that there is a black housekeeper to criticize his own work, Steward Qiu's mood can be imagined.

……

"Please don't interfere with my work, Mr. Arau!" Steward Qiu couldn't help but raise his voice.

"I am here on behalf of my master, my master, Mr. Meng Shaoyuan."

"I don't care who your master is, this is the Rose Mansion, it's Mrs. Cai's Mansion."

"No, no, Qiu, you are wrong, from tomorrow onwards, this is no longer the Rose Mansion, but the Meng Mansion."

"You let ......" Steward Qiu's self-cultivation did not say the next word after all.

Arau sneered: "I learned a saying in China, marry a chicken, that is chicken." Married to a dog, that's a dog. ”

"You said your master Meng Shao was originally a dog?"

"It's a metaphor, if my master is a dog, what about his wife?"

Steward Qiu is angry.

People are always improving.

In the past, Aarau and Steward Qiu quarreled and almost never won.

But now the level of Arau's quarrel has become more and more serious.

"Get out of here at once." Steward Qiu's face was very ugly: "I only serve our wife!" ”

"Mrs. Meng!"

"Let it go...... Mrs. Cai! ”

"Mrs. Meng!" Arau continued to correct.

"Fart!" Steward Qiu, who couldn't bear it, finally broke out this foul language: "Even if Meng Shaoyuan really succeeds, it's still Mrs. Cai!" ”

"Mrs. Meng!"

Poor Steward Qiu was almost fainting......

……

"Seems to be arguing outside?" Luo Zhujun held Cai Xuefei's hand and said.

"It's okay, it's Steward Qiu and Alau, they like to quarrel, but they will become good friends."

"yes, it's going to be a family soon." Luo Zhujun said with a smile.

Cai Xuefei's face turned red again.

"Tell me."

Luo Zhujun suddenly looked a little dissatisfied: "This Meng Shaoyuan is going to get married tomorrow, but for such a big thing as marriage, he can't even ask." ”

"He's a man who does great things." Cai Xuefei didn't care at all: "In the past few days, I have heard that Japanese spies and traitors have been killed, and I think it is probably all related to him." Compared with the affairs of the state, everything else is trivial. ”

Luo Zhujun's eyes widened.

Marriage is actually a trivial matter?

"Meng Shaoyuan, I don't know the blessings I have cultivated in several lifetimes." Luo Zhujun sighed: "I can actually marry you, he doesn't want to cherish it, he ......"

"It's a blessing that I cultivated." At this moment, Cai Xuefei has undisguised happiness on her face and in her words: "He is a big hero who stands up to the sky, do you know what the Japanese say he is?" Public enemy of Japan, some people say that he is the 'strongest agent', Sister Zhujun, I never thought of being able to marry such a big hero before. ”

It's over, Cai Xuefei is completely fallen.

Luo Zhujun gave a special warning: "Xue Fei, I have heard that although Meng Shaoyuan is powerful, this person is very. You have to be careful. ”

"That's nothing, he does this job, and he always comes into contact with a lot of women. Of course, I hope that he will only be good to me for the rest of his life, but if there are other women around him, as long as he still recognizes me as a wife, I will be satisfied. ”

Cai Xuefei's answer made Luo Zhujun unbelievable: "Xuefei, you have lived abroad since you were a child, and you don't know it, and you still think that you have received an education of three obedience and four virtues since you were a child, do you want to set up a chaste archway for you?" Phew, how can I say such unlucky words? ”

Cai Xuefei didn't care at all: "I have lived abroad since I was a child, but my Cai family, from the beginning of my sensibility, transmitted to me the traditional Chinese concept, otherwise, they would not have forced me to come back from the United States to get married." Foreign countries are good in foreign countries, and China is good in China, since I am married to a Chinese man, then follow the rules of China. ”

Speaking of this, she smiled faintly: "Sister Zhujun, in fact, what you just said is not unlucky, there is danger in doing his job every day." If there really comes a day when I will never marry again, I will put up a big sign in front of my house that says, 'Meng Mansion, men are not allowed to enter'! ”

"You......" Luo Zhujun couldn't help laughing: "If in ancient times, I tried my best to scatter all my family wealth, and I would also help you ask for the title of Mrs. Command, and it will be, be your Mrs. Meng with peace of mind." ”

Cai Xuefei smiled very happily: "Sister Zhujun, what do you say he is doing now?" ”

……

"Director Meng, aren't you?"

Gan Ning and Xu Zhu were dumbfounded: "Tomorrow is your wedding day, and you want to run to kill people early in the morning?" It's unlucky, isn't it? ”

"The auspiciousness of a fart is not lucky." Meng Shaoyuan glared at them: "To kill someone, you want to see blood, and when you see blood, you want to see red." It's unlucky to see red? That's the greatest auspiciousness! ”

Xu Zhu muttered: "Then what if you can't make it to the wedding?" ”

"Just in time." Meng Shaoyuan thought about it for a while: "Wang Kemin's envoy Shi Qingzhi is a train at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, departing from Yuyuan Road, according to the information provided to us by Liu Haishan, he will depart at 7:30, two cars, according to their route, we will start on Pingliang Road, and once we succeed, we will evacuate immediately, just in time for the wedding." ”

Meng Shaoyuan's mind has been decided, and Sun Jian no longer insists: "Passing through Pingliang Road? That's a detour, huh? ”

"That's right, it's going around in circles." Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "The recent bloody storm in Shanghai is too urgent, they are afraid, there are a total of seven bodyguards in the two cars, three are Shi Qingzhi's own, and four are used by Chen Zheng." They wouldn't have thought that we had all the time and route to leave, and Pingliang Road was his place to be buried! ”

He took out a cigarette and lit it: "Inform the patrol on Pingliang Road, tomorrow morning from 7:30 to 8:30, drink more tea in the patrol room." ”

"Understood!"

"That's right." Meng Shaoyuan seemed to remember something: "Bring all the clothes I will wear for my wedding in the car, and tell Alau to wait for me at the intersection of Yaerpei Road." ”

"Understood."

"Also, you will bring your wedding clothes to the wedding tomorrow, my wedding, although simple, it can't be casual."

"Don't worry, Director Meng, we won't disgrace you."

"Well, you've got all your money ready, right?"

Damn, what kind of chief is this!