Chapter 114: Yingshun greets

After Li Hongmo learned the news, he immediately rushed to the place of the incident to discuss with Chen Shuhong to solve the matter, Wang Maoru listened to his explanation, and suddenly smiled: "Although I don't know who did it, I know that it was definitely not the Ji army who did it, and I will not hold you responsible for Jilin." You can help me find out this person Mao Pengju, there are a total of four assassins, two pretending to be coachmen, two pretending to be businessmen, and one of them is called Mao Pengju. And we can't hand over the corpse to you, I'm going to hang it up and see if their companions will come and take it. ”

And this assassination also made Wang Maoru breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately reported to the Beijing War Department, the Beijing War Department because of the conflict between the Jilin Army and the 17th Mixed Brigade, although the two sides subsided, but Wang Maoru violated the interests of the old people in Beiyang, and did not do some punishment, and President Yuan Shikai could not face many old people in Beiyang. But Wang Maoru's sudden assassination also made the old Beiyang people of the War Department helpless, Meng Enyuan knew the news, and said to his subordinates that Wang Maoru didn't know which way to provoke, and he was short-lived, so don't pay attention to him. However, Meng Enyuan also hurriedly cleared up the relationship with himself, not only did he think that the Beijing War Department reported the results of Chen Shuhong's investigation, but also took the initiative to send someone to Wang Maoru, telling him that he did not send someone to sit down on the matter, and vouched for his own personality.

It was his nephew Gao Shibin who asked in private: "Dashuai, did you send the killer?" Meng Enyuan said: "My Beiyang soldiers kill people, and they have always killed people openly, who is behind the scenes?" Gao Shibin thought about it, and suddenly said: "* Party" Meng Enyuan sneered.

It doesn't matter whether it was assassinated or not, after learning that Yun Suo was slightly injured by a shot, and Bai Shunzi was shot four times but saved his life, Wang Maoru finally took a long breath. He asked the guard battalion to leave a company of men in Harbin, and Gai Tianjiu was responsible for rioting the corpses here for three days, hanging the four corpses at the entrance of the vegetable market, laying an ambush and waiting for the arrest of other accomplices, while he led the troops and continued to the north. Gai Tianjiu was born as a bandit, and it can be said that doing this kind of thing is experienced in a hundred battles, ambushing, arresting people, Gai Tianjiu can be regarded as another place to show his face, so he agreed to come down.

The Heilongjiang Army sent Yingshun's independent cavalry brigade to meet him, this Yingshun is the banner man, but also the official eunuch of the former dynasty is the white flag, because there are more Heilongjiang banner people, so after the Republic of China, the interests of the flag people in the northeast have not been affected much, the landlord should be the landlord, and the official should continue to be an official. Yingshun's more than 1,000 cavalry, except for the bannermen, are either Han army banners or Mongolian army banners, and they are more loyal to him, so Xu Lanzhou wanted to dismantle the independent cavalry brigade several times but couldn't.

Maybe it's a long-term horseback riding, the guide zhì Yingshun walks around his legs, and when he talks, he has a very loud voice, but because he is a native of the Northeast, he speaks with a northeastern flavor, and many people can't understand what he says.

Yingshun walked over directly and patted Wang Maoru's shoulder and said, "Urine, real urine, real urine." Brother, you dare to fight with Meng Da Teapot, I have already seen that stupid old man Chai He. Wang Maoru said with a smile: "Brigadier Yingshun, don't boast, I regret dying, as soon as I got out of the customs, I offended people." ”

"That Wang Ba Calf, pull him Ligelenggaha, let's fix ours, our Heilongjiang army can't get along with their Jilin army." Yingshun's Northeast dialect, except for Wang Maoru, who crossed through, the others were stunned and didn't understand what it meant. Although Wang Maoru can't speak, he can understand, Yingshun is also used to it, if he wants to say official words, he can't speak, the more the two talk, the happier they are, Yingshun invited him to go to the kiln together, Wang Maoru just wanted to see so he was invited to go with him. Although this Zhaoyuan County is close to Harbin, but because of the barren land, it is not very prosperous, the whole county is in tatters, there are four Japanese shops, one to buy leather shoes, one to open a hotel, one to buy tobacco, alcohol and groceries, and one is a tavern, on the main street, next to these four Japanese shops, that is, three kilns. These three kilns seem to make the small county town a lot more lively, Yingshun is very familiar with this place, and came to the second one, in the middle is a platform, surrounded by square wine tables and long stools, a stout mother with a few girls in red, green and green clothes ran to serve. Wang Maoru looked at it twice, it was really miserable, so he said: "Give a private room and call two of the best quality." The old bustard didn't understand, and Yingshun said: "The tiger is forcing you, a single room, a single room, do you know?" Head pierced? Or did the donkey kick? The old bustard hurriedly prepared and came to the single room on the second floor, where he could see the performance on the stage below.

There are Peking Opera performances on the stage, Henan Bangzi, Shaanxi Qin Opera, Huanglong Opera, Shandong Lu Opera, Big Drum, Pingtan, and other repertoire are varied, and the people below look at a lively one. At this time, the two-person transformation of Northeast local opera had not yet developed, so opera troupes from all over the country came to the Northeast Hall, which made Northeast opera synthesize the characteristics of local operas across the country. The most local feature of Northeast opera is the dancing god, which combines shamanism to exorcise evil spirits and Taoism to invite the gods to the upper body. Wang Maoru didn't understand those original operas at all, and the two who appeared later turned to watch more fun. Na Yingshun watched it with relish, pointed out from time to time, and was interesting to try it down. In this era, there are very few entertainment projects, listening to operas and singing songs are the biggest entertainment items, and then there is gambling and drinking.

Yingshun has a fat body, a beard, and hugs left and right to be happy, but the most memorable thing is the braid on the back of his head, no wonder, he is a nobleman among the banner people, and like Puji, his ancestors are all founding heroes. Yingshun took a sip of wine and said: "This thing is called burning knives, the thief pulls it to drink, we have a lot of this thing outside the gate, wait for the wanderer to be more full." ”

"I can't stand it." Wang Maoru smiled and took a sip gently.

"Let me tell you, you are being hacked in Harbin, it must be Meng Enyuan's eight calves, and the old thief." Yingshun said.

"Brother Ying, it still doesn't matter who harmed me in this matter, the important thing is to remind me not to get carried away. You say yes, haha, I used to get a little carried away. Wang Maoru said with a smile.

Yingshun said: "Well, my father told me, don't be a man, you have to be a sè, you have to be a fucker, haha." ”

"Brother Yingshun asks you something."

"Yes, you say."

"Lord Overseer and Master Xu, who are they? What about them? ”

Yingshun thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It's all the same as him, the overseer from other provinces, the Southern Barbarian, and Senior Commander Xu is also a Southern Barbarian, but Senior Commander Xu is interesting enough, and he is very close to his brothers, and his brothers are with him." Brother Xiusheng, you come to our Heilongjiang, you have to have a snack, who are you looking at. ”

"Who is Brother Yingshun messing with?"

Ying Shun laughed and said, "I'm mixing by myself, and I'm not happy to with them." ”

"Then I'll mix it up myself." Wang Maoru said.

After eating and drinking, the little song stopped, and Yingshun called the two fourteen or fifteen-year-old daughters into the back room to have a good time.

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