The Young Marshal's Mansion.

Jin Zhiming brought people back and reported: "Madam, I am humble and fulfilled my mission!"

"Mingjing, thank you for your hard work." Yu Fengzhi smiled and nodded.

"No need to work hard, I will give up my job!" Jin Zhiming retreated excitedly. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that Yu Fengzhi had a very high prestige in the mansion.

In fact, it is normal. Yu Fengzhi was only 19 years old when he married Zhang Xueliang. Shortly after marriage, he became the chief steward of the Zhang family and held the financial power of the mansion. Including Zhang Zuolin's concubines, he had to withdraw money and money every month from Yu Fengzhi.

When Zhang Xueliang was in the military academy, Yu Fengzhi saved a large sum of silver and good wine in the restaurant. Zhang Xueliang invited the military academy classmates to dinner and went there empty-handedly. The new military generals and officers had all received the benefits of this wife.

This is also because the young man is more than a dozen women in his life, but he never dares to take them home. Yu Fengzhi is so amazing!

Yu Fengzhi nodded and smiled at Zhou Hexuan and Li Shoumin, then looked at Meng Xiaodong carefully and praised: "It turns out to be a symbolic beauty, no wonder our Mr. Zhou is worried about it."

Meng Xiaodong blushed and said, "Thank you, Madam, for helping me!"

"Don't thank me," Yu Fengzhi said with a smile, "If you want to thank me, please Xie Hexuan. He knew you were taken away by Chu Yufeng, but he was very anxious."

Meng Xiaodong's pretty face turned redder, she glanced at Zhou Hexuan shyly, lowered her head and didn't say anything again.

Zhou Hexuan found that the misunderstanding was a big deal and it was difficult to explain it clearly. He said, "Madam, I won't bother you anymore, I'll say goodbye first."

"Don't, what's the hurry," said Yu Fengzhi, "I've asked the servant to prepare meals and eat them at home tonight."

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Zhou Hexuan declined.

"Anyway, Hanqing is not here, the house is quite deserted, so there are more people to lively." After Yu Fengzhi said that, he sent someone to the theater to report safety so that people there would not be anxious.

Zhou Hexuan didn't want to refuse any more, so he could only sit down with Li Shoumin and Meng Xiaodong, chatting and waiting for dinner.

Yu Fengzhi was in a stable manner when dealing with people. While talking to Zhou Hexuan, he also took care of Li Shoumin and Meng Xiaodong, for fear of neglecting them.

As we chatted, the topic turned to Peking Opera, and it turned out that Yu Fengzhi was also a playful play.

Now it was Zhou Hexuan's turn to get into trouble. When the three of them were talking a lot, he had to listen and agree.

Li Shoumin was in a hurry to talk and began to explain his opera theory: "On ordinary people only know that martial arts plays need to be sing literary, but they don't know that literary arts need to be sing martial arts."

"How can I explain this?" Yu Fengzhi asked with great interest.

Li Shoumin explained: "Singing operas should pay attention to the combination of movement, stillness, coldness, hardness, softness, and urgency. Singing martial arts can avoid excessive heat; singing of literary operas can prevent excessive heat; singing of literary operas can prevent excessive heat. Temperament and reasoning is the good show."

Meng Xiaodong thoughtfully, combined with his years of experience on stage performance, he said with sincerity: "Brother Shoumin is very insightful."

Li Shoumin also said: "Xiaodong, you are a singer of old scholars, good at literary operas, and you are also a woman, so you sing more warmly and you are a little less angry. If you can arrange more operas for 'martial arts' to sing, that would be even better."

"It's true." Meng Xiaodong nodded.

Yu Fengzhi asked in surprise: "Where is Mr. Li working? He actually has such insights into opera."

Li Shoumin smiled and said, "I am an editor in Ta Kung Pao."

"I thought Mr. Li was also from the Pear Garden, so he was disrespectful!" Yu Fengzhi smiled in surprise.

During the meal, Yu Fengzhi saw that Zhou Hexuan didn’t speak much, so he took the initiative to warm up and said, “Hexuan’s “I Have a Dream” shows his innocent heart. I’ll give you a cup!”

"I just felt it because of my feelings." Zhou Hexuan raised his glass and said.

Yu Fengzhi said: "It is the most sincere to express your feelings."

A dinner party, the guests and hosts enjoy all their fun.

When the few left, Yu Fengzhi held Meng Xiaodong's hand and said, "Xiaodong, if there are still people in trouble in the future, you can report my name. I don't know anything else, but in the three northeastern provinces and Zhili areas, Hanqing and I are still a bit of a shame."

Meng Xiaodong said gratefully: "Thank you for your care."

Yu Fengzhi also wanted to send a driver to drive them home, but Zhou Hexuan refused repeatedly and then gave up.

After leaving the Young Marshal's Mansion, Li Shoumin sighed and said, "This Mrs. Zhang is very good at doing everything, and it makes people feel as if they are so beautiful in spring breeze!"

"Yes, the young marshal married a virtuous wife." Zhou Hexuan smiled.

Li Shoumin waved to a rickshaw and called a rickshaw, "I'll go back first, Hexuan will send Xiaodong home." After saying that, the guy blinked and a cramped smile appeared on his face.

It was not until Li Shoumin disappeared that Meng Xiaodong finally spoke: "That, I can go back by myself."

"It's okay, I'll give it to you." Zhou Hexuan still has such a gentlemanly demeanor. He can't let the girl walk alone at night at night.

After waiting for a long time, they finally met a rickshaw again. The two of them sat down next to each other. Meng Xiaodong was obviously nervous. She wanted to get closer, but she felt unreserved and wanted to stay away, but she was not very happy.

Finally, there was a gap between the two. As the rickshaw was bumping, their bodies occasionally touched each other. Meng Xiaodong felt sweet in his heart, and he occasionally peeked at the people around him from the corner of his eyes.

Zhou Hexuan didn't mention the afternoon matters, just looking for some irrelevant words to say.

After sending Meng Xiaodong to the inn where Qingyun Club was staying, Zhou Hexuan did not get off the car and clasped his fists and said, "Goodbye Miss Meng!"

"Goodbye." Meng Xiaodong was quite disappointed and looked a little bad.

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said to the coachman: "Go back to the concession."

Seeing the rickshaw getting farther and farther away, Meng Xiaodong stamped her feet in anger: "Idiot, what a fool!"

Is Zhou Hexuan a fool?

Of course not.

Before traveling through time, he gave up on himself because his parents and girlfriend passed away one after another, so he went around the world. Later, he gradually fell in love with traveling. As time passed, his longing for his girlfriend gradually faded and began to enjoy life.

He has even soaked the black pearls of East Africa, the old driver.

But it was different in the Republic of China. The traditional concept of marriage was still mainstream. Zhou Hexuan really did not dare to provoke women randomly, so he had to be responsible!

The reason why Zhou Hexuan flirted with Queen Wanrong was that he wanted to save her from the sea of ​​suffering. Wanrong's fate in history was too tragic. It would be a relief to divorce Puyi earlier.

...

Chu Mansion, Siheyuan.

Chu Yufeng's forehead was wrapped with bandages, and at first glance, it looked like an Indian San. He had two balls of bloody cotton stuffed into his nostrils, his eyes were swollen and there was a maid next to him rolling his face with a hot egg.

Du Xiaoshan came to the news and wanted to laugh when he saw that look. He pretended to be angry and asked, "Second Master, who did it? I want to kill him!"

"Ah," Chu Yufeng screamed in pain, and suddenly pushed the maid away, cursing, "It hurts me so much. Will you serve people? Come on, sell this bitch to the kiln."

The maid knelt on the ground in horror: "Master, please spare me!"

Du Xiaoshan advised: "Second Master, forget it, why bother with the servants?"

"Hmph," Chu Yufeng kicked the maid away, "Get out of here quickly, I will punish you for three days not to eat!"

"Mr. Thank you for your kindness!" The maid kowtowed and rolled away, fearing that she would be sold to the kiln if she was slow.

Du Xiaoshan asked in a low voice: "Second Master, who is the bastard who has eaten the courage of Xiong Xin and Leopard? He dares to make trouble on Tai Sui's head."

Chu Yufeng gritted her teeth and said, "Zhou Hexuan!"

Du Xiaoshan was stunned: "He is so bold?"

"His grandma is a bear, and she has become a relationship with Zhang Xueliang and will not take our Chu family seriously." Chu Yufeng said angrily.

When Du Xiaoshan heard that Zhang Xueliang was involved, he immediately advised: "Second Master, let's forget it. I have to give the young coach a face."

"Fuck me, if I don't kill him, I don't deserve the surname Chu!" Chu Yufeng whispered, "Your subordinate is smart, send a few people to follow the surname Zhou and inform me of the news at any time."

Du Xiaoshan swallowed and asked, "Second Master wants to..."

"Kill him!" Chu Yufeng's eyes showed fierce light.
Chapter completed!