March 18, 1938.

The twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China.

February 17 of the year of Wuyin.

Appropriate, dilapidated houses, broken walls.

Don't, open the market...... And also......

Also, get married!

Don't get married!

What kind of life is this?

The dignified Meng Shaoyuan's wedding was actually chosen on a day when he was taboo to marry!

can't blame Wu Jingyi, who arranged the marriage.

She didn't understand these things, and she had to handle the marriage before Meng Shaoyuan's subordinates left Shanghai, so she hurriedly prepared.

The tradition of looking at the Yellow Calendar for China's big things has been neglected.

Cai Xuefei came back from abroad again, and she didn't care about these things at all.

So Meng Shao was going to get married on a machine wedding day......

……

"No, Director Meng, it's not appropriate to get married today." Sitting in the car, Xu Zhu couldn't help but speak.

"Really?"

Meng Shaoyuan also didn't know anything about the yellow calendar.

"Really." Xu Zhu swore an oath: "I read the yellow calendar when I went out, and it is not appropriate to move or open the market today, nor is it appropriate to marry." ”

"So I always suspect that Wu Jingyi wants to fix me." Meng Shaoyuan became more and more affirmative: "It's not appropriate, right?" I don't believe in evil yet. I said yesterday that I wanted to see blood, and when I saw blood, everything was appropriate! ”

It's 7 a.m.

Pingliang Road, Shanghai Public Concession.

……

Cai Xuefei got up early in the morning.

In fact, she didn't close her eyes much all night last night.

The first time I got married, I didn't even see what my husband looked like.

But this time it's different.

This time it was her own choice.

Today is the happiest and most important day of her life!

The garden of the Rose Mansion is arranged.

It is impossible to marry in the scenery, everything can only be simple.

But Cai Xuefei still insisted and tried her best to follow Chinese customs.

Although Steward Qiu was 10,000 dissatisfied with this marriage, Nanyang sent an urgent telegram, but there was no movement at all.

This is another big deal for Madame, and Steward Qiu can only do his best to handle it.

Looking at that Arau's triumphant appearance, Steward Qiu was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly all the time.

Hey, when I thought that Mrs. would be called "Mrs. Meng" in the future, Steward Qiu wanted to die......

……

"Secretary Shi, the hospitality has been inadequate these days, and the hospitality has been inadequate."

"Father-in-law, very good, very good." Shi Qingzhi said with a smile: "I came to Shanghai once more than ten years ago, and this time I came back, it has changed a lot. The north and the south echo each other, and China's peace is just around the corner. The new government has great expectations for the Mur Gong, and hopes that the Mur Gong will take office as soon as possible, and in the future, you and I will be able to work together. ”

Chen Zheng smiled slightly: "Regarding the matter of becoming foreign minister, let me think about it again." The establishment of the new government, in order to celebrate, I am ready to let the dog go, which can be regarded as a statement of mine. ”

Shi Qingzhi knew that this guy was an old slippery head.

He had obviously agreed to be the foreign minister of the Restoration Government, and his son Chen Youtao was also appointed Director of the General Affairs Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Restoration Government, but he refused to admit it in front of him.

This old slippery man had a distinguished past, and his defection to the enemy was considered a major victory by the Japanese.

However, he was worried about retaliation by the military commanders, and he absolutely refused to admit it to the outside world until he officially took office.

Chen Zheng was afraid to continue to ask: "Secretary Shi, let's have breakfast together, after breakfast, the car will send you to the train station, I'm old and my legs are inconvenient, so I won't send you personally." ”

"The chamber is polite, polite, it's enough to have so many bodyguards to accompany me."

……

"What time is it?"

"7:20."

"Shi Qingzhi is coming out soon." Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette: "Order all brothers, officially enter the designated ambush position at 7:30." ”

"Yes."

"Once the target is found, one of the two cars will not be left alive!"

"Understood."

Meng Shaoyuan took a deep breath of cigarette and spit out a few smoke rings in the car......

……

Morning, 7:30 a.m.

The Rose Mansion is all set up.

Arau was a few minutes away.

"Hey, where's Meng Shaoyuan?" Steward Qiu's words are always a little arrogant: "I'm going to marry our wife, I must be nervous now, right?" ”

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Arau said lukewarmly: "Our master went out early in the morning. ”

"What? Went out early in the morning? Steward Qiu's eyes widened: "Today is his marriage, what is he doing when he runs out early in the morning?" ”

"I'm a housekeeper, don't ask what I shouldn't ask, I know who I am."

"You...... How can that be, bastard! ”

……

7:30.

Zhu Yanni knocked on Wu Jingyi's door on time.

"Dressed up so pretty? Quick, come in for breakfast. ”

They said they would go to the wedding together.

In the Shanghai Special Office of the Military Command, the relationship between Wu Jingyi and Zhu Yanni is the best.

Moreover, she also has special sympathy for Zhu Yanni.

"Ouch, look at you, wearing such a beautiful cheongsam." Wu Jingyi said, "Tut-tut, right?" Give him face like this. ”

"After all, it's the first time he's married." Zhu Yanni was a little embarrassed: "Thinking about dressing up, I can't lose his face." ”

Wu Jingyi sighed: "This Meng Shaoyuan doesn't know what good things he did in his previous life, can he know a girl like you......"

……

7:30.

Meng Shaoyuan threw away the cigarette butt: "It's time to go out, all enter the designated ambush position!" ”

"Director Meng, gun."

Meng Shaoyuan took the submachine gun.

Do you dare to believe that you are going to get married today?

Marriage, Killing Day!

……

7:30 a.m., Nanjing.

Tian Qi ate an egg.

Yesterday, I received an order to return to Shanghai to assist in the work.

The situation in Nanjing has just opened.

It's a pity.

But it's okay, there is about a chance to see Meng Shaoyuan again.

I don't know how he's doing now.

And his marriage.

Tian Qi didn't plan to get married, but Boss Meng definitely wanted to get married.

You can't wait until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War to get married, right?

When I return to Shanghai, I will have the opportunity to meet him and persuade him.

Strange, how did I become a mother-in-law now?

Could it be that the incubation time is too long?

……

8 o'clock.

The first guest has arrived.

Zhou Weilong.

As soon as they met, they gave their hands again and again, and the joys continued.

No, why did Luo Zhujun come forward to receive it?

Zhou Weilong looked at both sides: "What about Meng Shaoyuan?" Why didn't the groom come out? ”

"Not yet." Luo Zhujun whispered: "I heard Aarau say that he went out early in the morning. ”

"What? What kind of fame? This kid won't run away from marriage, will he? ”

……

"Director Meng, the convoy left Chen's house on time at 7:30."

"Where's the route?"

"I just received a call from a comrade at the front, and I followed the established line."

"Sharpshooter."

"Here!"

"According to the plan, I found the convoy and hit the tires for me first."

"Yes!"

"I'll let you restore the government!" Meng Shaoyuan scolded viciously: "Young Master, killing you on the day I got married can be regarded as giving you enough face!" ”

……

The speed of the two sedans was not fast.

Shi Qingzhi sat in the car and closed his eyes to recuperate.

What bullshit Restoration government.

Only the government of Peiping is the most orthodox.

This time, I came on the order of Chairman Wang to explore the depths of Nanjing.

Sooner or later they will be swallowed up.

……

8:10 a.m.

"Why hasn't the bridegroom come yet?" Luo Zhujun was a little anxious: "Alau, Alau." ”

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

"What about your masters? It's past 8 o'clock, and the guests have already arrived, why hasn't your host come yet? ”

"Ah, I don't know."

"You hurry up and go back and have a look, don't delay."

"Yes, ma'am." Arrau finally found an excuse to leave.

I told the master that I would be responsible for answering him.

Luo Zhujun walked back to the new room full of concern: "Xuefei, Meng Shaoyuan hasn't come yet." ”

"It's okay, hasn't the wedding started yet?"

"Meng Shaoyuan won't regret his marriage, right?"

"No, Sister Zhujun." Cai Xuefei smiled and said, "My man, he will definitely not do this, he will definitely appear." ”

……

8:10 a.m.

All opened the insurance.

Gan Ning and Xu Zhu also took out a few grenades.

Meng Shaoyuan picked up the binoculars.

Two sedans appeared on the other side of the road.

He lowered his binoculars and raised his hand.

Muzzle, all external!

……

March 18, 1938, 8:11 a.m.

"Do it!"

With a gesture from Meng Shaoyuan of the Shanghai Special Office of the Military Command, the sharpshooter took the lead in shooting!

"Bang bang bang"!

After a few shots, the tires of both cars were punctured!

"!"

"!"

Machine guns and submachine guns roared.

Bullets rained down in general and densely.

Today is the day when Meng Shaoyuan, chief of the Military Command Operations Section and director of the Shanghai Special Office, got married.

Today is also the day of hoeing!

Meng Shaoyuan's gift to his marriage was also a "gift" to the establishment of the puppet Nanjing Restoration Government!

……

"Meng Shaoyuan hasn't come yet?"

"yes, it hasn't come yet, and there's no news from Aarau."

"Hurry up, send someone to see what the hell Meng Shaoyuan is doing again!"

……

Everyone emptied the magazines.

The body of the car was beaten into a hornet's nest.

"Check!"

"Check!"

Together with the target person, seven bodyguards, and two drivers, there are ten people in total.

Ten bodies were there.

"Report, confirm the death of the target Shi Qingzhi."

Meng Shaoyuan glanced into the car.

In the middle of the car behind him, a middle-aged man with glasses and a small hair comb was full of bullet holes.

Shi Qingzhi!

Shi Qingzhi, the secretary of Wang Kemin, the puppet chairman of the puppet North China Provisional Government and the plenipotentiary, died tragically in Shanghai before he could rush to Nanjing to congratulate his traitor companion.

He probably never dreamed that he was just a "gift......

……

Aarau looked left and right.

Why haven't you come yet, what time is it?

If the groom is the last to arrive on the wedding day, it would be rude.

The master is rude, and he is a housekeeper?

Ay.

Where are you, dear master......

……

The assassination lasted only a few minutes.

Then it's a quick evacuation.

After retreating to a safe place, Meng Shaoyuan asked casually: "What time is it?" ”

"8:30."

"Ah, it's 8:30? Quick, fast, drive, drive. ”

Meng Shaoyuan was really anxious.

Today is a big day for me to get married.