"Unbearable to Copy" by Wuxin Mage

Chongqing in 1947

Shen Jianli felt that today was very unlucky. Firstly, the weather in the capital was cloudy and rainy today, which disturbed people's mood early.Secondly, when he came to the office early in the morning, someone came to ask him for help, asking him to ask a big man here for help.The person sent also said that it would be useless for many senior executives to beg for any figure. They named him and said that Mr. Shen must go.

Shen Jianli felt puzzled, he was a well-known Qiu Ba in the army, although he was born in Huangpu, thanks to his classmates and some military exploits, he also achieved the position of division commander.But after the great war a few years ago, he no longer participated in these serious affairs. He had always waited to die with the rank of a colonel. Just let him mess around.

But why move him out again today?

Unable to evade it, Shen Jianli had no choice but to confess, and looked for it according to the address.It was said that this character was surnamed Yue, who made a fortune in business, but no one knew how he got there.Now that the front line is tight, the party and the state have to bite the bullet and go to him to borrow money and allocate funds to the brothers to pay allowances.

I saw that the place was twisted and crooked, and it turned out to be a mansion on the mountain.The terrain of Chongqing is complex, with the Yangtze River as the bottom, the whole is a basin, and the mansion is placed on the edge of the basin.Looking from a distance, it is an old mansion with three entrances and three exits, which is still the style of the former dynasty.

Before he got close to the house, his two adjutants were detained, and even Shen Jianli was covered with a black cloth bag over his head before he was brought into the house.He held back his anger and didn't dare to attack, so he had to follow them step by step.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, a scent of English rose entered his nostrils, and when he entered the second door, the scent became French perfume again.Shen Jianli followed Xiangxiang and entered the lobby.The aroma here has changed again, it is the smell of agarwood crumbs.

When he concentrated on smelling the agarwood, he was kicked on the hollow of his knee, caught off guard, and knelt on the ground.He was about to have a seizure when the black cloth bag on his head was taken off.A cold female voice came from in front of him: "Look up, let me see your face."

Shen Jianli raised his head in response and was stunned.

There is a yellow pear wood soft couch in front of you, and a screen behind is painted with elegant mottled bamboo.The two little maids held round fans to fan the smoke from the copper censer. They were wearing snow-green tight-fitting jackets, white flat gold waistcoats, emerald blue narrow-legged hakamas, just like in the Dream of the Red Chamber.There is a woman lying on the soft couch, it is too old to say she is a woman, it is better to say she is a girl.A small face the size of a palm, with a cute and pitiful look, but with a very proud expression.She had a fashionable hand-push corrugated head, her long hair was tied into a low bun, and she was painted with raspberry red lip balm.He was wearing a black and gold cheongsam and a linen shawl, with a cigarette in his hand, smoky.Seeing that Shen Jianli was stunned, he curled his lips into a smile, and his voice was a bit more mature than her appearance.

"Zhang Xianzong, I knew it. You will always come to me."