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Seeing Han Chen's astonishment, Zhang Ji's group intentionally sought confirmation from Master Weng, saying: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Master Weng."

Ziqing took the telegram and pondered to himself with great effort: "There is often a reason behind every rumor. If there is indeed someone orchestrating this, who could it be? The Red Bandits or the Japanese? I hope it is not some internal conflict stirred up by one of our own 'princes'"

Master Dong's sword crosses the heart

Han Chen is aware that when Premier He is in a good mood, he has this habit, and those around him have become accustomed to it. Therefore, Mao Xingbang, Zhang Jizu, and others often prepare many jokes to handle the situation.

Han Chen could not help but smile, yet he still curiously asked: "What about Zi Qing?"

I did not expect that while attending to Ziqing, I neglected Minghan who was left waiting alone in the office. What a mistake. I must treat Minghan to a meal no matter what.

"Have the exam results not come out yet?" The elder brother's gaze was fixed on him as he asked.

Han Wei remained silent, yet was filled with intense emotions, only to encounter a cold rain. Where did the elder brother's inexplicable anger come from? Han Wei speculated that it must be because the elder brother was sent on a mission to negotiate, but it ended in vain. He failed to rescue the person and instead provoked the Red Bandits, who resorted to such extreme and cruel measures as to sever Commander Wang's head, leaving him in a state of dismemberment. Anyone who witnessed this would be filled with fear and trepidation, no wonder the elder brother's attitude was unusual.

Commander Yang has arrived. He Lili, holding her skirt with one hand, walked over gracefully with a lady-like slender waist

Master Weng gave Zhang Ji a knowing glance, then accompanied it with a gentle smile and said: "The Chairman has too many urgent matters today and has not been able to spare time to meet with Commander Yang"

Commander Yang, are you admiring the flowers? This pot of flowers was given to the General by Deputy Commander Hu, and the General is quite fond of them. Deputy Commander Hu is truly a meticulous person, his temperament is as elegant and unadorned as these orchids

Han Chen couldn't help but laugh when mentioning his friend Zi Qing's capriciousness

Who would underestimate and fall into a trap? You, Yang Hancheng, are not that kind of person; you absolutely would not. Can this not raise the old man's suspicions? Wang Zanhui is overly ambitious, but my friend, you are usually cautious. How could you allow a hundred thousand troops to be lured into a deep valley and completely annihilated by an enemy force of less than thirty thousand? Why did you not intervene?

"It is all my fault, all my fault, for being shameless and going to the old man's house to mooch a meal, which has caused you to be neglected in this place. It was the negligence of the officials who forgot to inform the old man, telling him that his brother has not yet left. This is a grave mistake, a grave mistake; it is all the fault of Xiaoyan." Ziqing repeatedly expressed his apologies, his lean and handsome face displaying a sincere expression, revealing a hint of candor, full of genuine feelings and trust. In this casual and relaxed attire, who would have thought that Hu Ziqing is the Vice Commander-in-Chief of the national army, navy, and air force?

After a brief pause, Mr. Weng tentatively said: "Commander Yang, I suggest that you go ahead and have your meal first, and come back in the afternoon."

Do not blame the old man for being angry; he has already shown great restraint towards you. Not only did he nearly dismiss Mao San, but he also intends to impose severe punishment on him. Hu Ziqing said candidly, casting a glance at Zhang Jizu, who was flirting with a young girl across the river from the ship's railing.

At that moment, a person in a yellow Zhongshan suit hurriedly approached from a distance. It was not until he came closer that Han Chen was astonished to discover that it was actually Mao Xingbang

Master Weng noticed Han Chen's silence and quickly added, "Commander Hu is also going."

A hurried sound of footsteps approached as Master Weng returned, drenched in sweat, and apologetically said: "Commander Yang, the General has instructed that he will be receiving a foreign delegation this afternoon, and it is likely that he will need to reschedule the discussion regarding the anti-bandit operations for another day."

My brother is back?" Han Wei exclaimed, surprised and about to rush into the office

Han Chen hesitated and said: "Ziqing, you go in first. If you and I enter together, it may arouse his suspicion."

Han Chen's lips curled into a disdainful smile: "Central aristocracy, a son of the emperor, how could he possibly listen to a mere warlord from a mixed army like me, pointing fingers and making comments from the sidelines?"

The once renowned "Eighth Young Master" of the world has turned out to be so different in temperament. Master Weng sighed once again

He Wenhou replied with a smile: "'Virtue is not solitary; it must have neighbors.' Minghan's question is well posed, and Ziqing's answer is also commendable. 'Cultivating virtue' is the foundation of establishing oneself, which is why the chief executive must first state, 'My lifelong passion, apart from revolution, is reading. If I do not read for a day, I cannot live.'

Mr. Weng, upon hearing Zhang Ji's mention of Hu Ziqing's lively and mischievous nature, could not help but set aside the careful restraint in his words. With a smile, as if in casual conversation, he shook his head and said: "Last time, Ziqing somehow managed to provoke the President's anger, and he was there in this room, facing the wall with the words 'The world belongs to the public' inscribed by the former Prime Minister, reflecting on his mistakes. Ah, the President was sitting at the desk, reviewing documents, while Ziqing stood there." As Mr. Weng spoke, he humorously pointed to the glass frame on the opposite wall, which prominently displayed the four characters 'The world belongs to the public'.

Big brother, I was so worried about you. Wei Er just saw Wang Zanhui at the police station... Han Wei, seeing that no one was around, leaned close to big brother and affectionately said, the anxiety from the journey instantly transformed into the joy of a reunion after a disaster.

Several years ago, the media referred to him, along with Ziqing, Jizu, and six other prominent figures from noble families who held power, as the "famous young masters." At that time, the media greatly sensationalized this.

Hu Ziqing exposed He Lili's behavior towards Han Chen, saying: "Buddy, don't you think Lili has become more proper and disciplined lately? It must be because of your training, right?"

My aunt said that since I have returned home, I should stay at home, so I have given up the house over at the club

Han Wei replied nervously, his long eyelashes lowered to cover his handsome eyes, while his fingernails dug into the palms of his hands, which were oozing cold sweat

Han Wei said: "Do not speak carelessly, as the central authorities are currently paying attention to this matter. Those who spread rumors could face severe consequences. Whether this person's head is real or not will have to wait until Commander Wang's wife comes to identify it. For now, this matter is to be kept confidential and must not be disseminated further"

Xiaoyan only loves to eat potatoes, so he went to grab a few pieces to eat, look at how petty Mao San, Jizu, and the others are said Hu Ziqing with arrogance

As Han Chen raised his eyes, he could see Mao Xingbang's gaze, which was evasive, awkward, and filled with trepidation. That terrifying expression was still on display in such a setting, leaving one to wonder what struggles were occurring within Mao Xingbang's heart. The sight of Mao Xingbang's face, still marked by bruises, reminded Han Chen of his younger brother Han Wei's pitiful backside after receiving family discipline, covered in dark purple bruises. Han Chen certainly understood that He Wenhou was deliberately showing this to him. With Wang Zanhui's head severed and the red bandit negotiation representative having fled, this beating of Mao Xingbang, although seemingly a punishment by Premier He using family law in place of national law, was actually motivated by ulterior motives. As Zhang Jizu pointed out, the sight of Mao Xingbang's bruised face was meant to send a message to him, Yang Hanchen.

"Tsk! Here you are again, taking advantage of me." He Lili's petulant demeanor was hardly reminiscent of the domineering presence she had in Longcheng. Hu Ziqing's words were not unfounded; Ziqing was the sworn brother of Premier He, and Lili was the Premier's cousin, which naturally placed her a generation below Ziqing

Mao Xingbang exerted effort to smile, indicating his amusement

The entire room erupted in laughter, and He Wenhou laughed so hard that he pointed at Ziqing, unable to speak. He repeatedly sighed and said: "Ziqing, Ziqing... your mouth, oh your mouth."

Mao Xingbang said: "Listening to Uncle Ye discussing the snow, Xingbang recalled a story about rain and books. It is said that a scholar went to visit a wealthy man, and coincidentally, it started to rain heavily. The scholar could not return home and had to stay at the wealthy man's house. The wealthy man sent a note to the scholar, which read: 'On a rainy day, it is a day to keep guests; if the heavens keep them, I will not.' Ah, everyone knows that in the past, written language did not have punctuation or breaks. The wealthy man sent a note to the scholar, which read: 'On a rainy day, it is a day to keep guests; if the heavens keep them, I will not.' Ah, everyone knows that in the past, written language did not have punctuation or breaks. The scholar read it and smiled knowingly, then took up his pen to add a few punctuation marks and sent it back to the wealthy man. When the wealthy man saw it, he laughed and said, 'Let him stay for now!' Can you guess why the wealthy man laughed?"

Han Wei's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground in fear. After all, his elder brother had sensed something; could it be that the education director had directly approached his elder brother?

"What brings you here?" He Lili asked provocatively, "Chairman Yang is busy and has no time to meet with guests"

Ziqing raised an eyebrow and said with great enthusiasm: "Speaking of the riddle of this troublesome character, Xiaoyan recalled an even more interesting one. It is said that Confucius was trapped in Chen and Cai, running out of provisions for seven days, suffering from unbearable hunger."

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I have always thought that my uncle was not good at telling jokes, so when I suddenly heard him share these worldly jokes, I found them amusing said He Lili

Han Wei, feeling dejected, exited the police station. Little did he expect that within just one day, the situation would take a dramatic turn, becoming something even he found difficult to handle

He Wenhou retracted the telegram, picked up a match from the coffee table, lit the paper, and turned the confidential and significant telegram into ashes before Han Chen's eyes, tossing it into the ashtray. Then, he patted Han Chen's broad shoulder and sighed, saying: "Wenhou believes that Minghan is loyal to the Party and the country, and would never act like those petty individuals such as Ma Baofu and Shi Fengju, who forget their principles for profit and change their allegiance three times."

"Who can guarantee absolute certainty?" Han Wei muttered, stealing a glance at his elder brother's expression

The office of He Wenhou, the Prime Minister of Xijing, features a pot of orchids by the windowsill, with lush green leaves glistening in the sunlight, creating a serene and elegant atmosphere

"Brother Ziqing is indeed clever," Han Chen remarked, while I noticed the ambiguous smile on Premier He’s face.

Han Wei observed every subtle change in his elder brother's expression and finally broke into a charming smile, replying: "Very well, younger brother has answered all of them."

Provincial department, this is the only place where I can quickly gather information about my elder brother's current situation

At this moment, Han Chen's gaze fell upon a painting titled "Red Plum Blossoms Defying the Snow" on the wall of the study. Yan Wenhou, looking at the painting on the wall, smiled self-deprecatingly and explained, "This is my wife's doodle. She has recently taken a liking to traditional Chinese painting and has invited a renowned master to guide her in her art."

Ziqing tapped Mao Xingbang's head with the tip of his chopsticks and said: "Confucius said, foolish boy, in this day and age, being 'serious' means you won't have food to eat"

Han Chen smiled and shook his head, pouring himself a cup of wine. Before he could speak, a distant yet gradually approaching sound of a pipa began to resonate outside the cabin, accompanied by a melodious yet slightly melancholic song: "In search of the vast azure, I suspect the short hair this morning must have frost. Whether in the mortal realm or the heavens, the ties of dust remain unbroken. Spring flowers and autumn moons still evoke sorrow! Wishing to weave a bond, yet startled by the falling leaves, the two mandarin ducks are each left cold!"

Han Chen is just short of summarizing it in four characters—"stubborn and self-willed"

"What doubts arise? What has happened?" Zhang Jizu said while lifting the cabin curtain and entering the painted boat, playfully handling a bright red sachet depicting mandarin ducks playing in the water, deliberately bringing the sachet close to his nose to savor its fragrance.

( This chapter follows Chapter 8, "Suspension" )

As soon as he entered the study and took his seat, Mr. He lost the smile he had just moments ago, yet his expression remained calm.

What should I do? Anyway, I finished work that day and he was still here, honestly copying the "Letters of Zeng Wenzheng". Zhang Ji scoffed, suddenly stopping his laughter, hesitating as he glanced at Master Weng, but ultimately couldn't help but say: "Buddy, you too, just be content. Haven't you seen Old Mao San these past few days? Do you know where he went? He returned from your Longcheng on a mission, but instead of bringing back a person, he brought back a severed head. The old man was furious, and in his rage, he beat Mao San's face into a pulp with his shoe. Haven't you seen Old Mao San these past few days? Do you know where he went? He returned from your Longcheng on a mission, but instead of bringing back a person, he brought back a severed head. The old man was furious, and in his rage, he beat Mao San's face into a pulp with his shoe. Because of this, he can't even leave the house; he has no face to see anyone.

Wang Situ went to propose marriage

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Although it was clear that there were some fabricated elements in He Wenhou's words, it was also evident that Premier He had a special fondness for Hu Ziqing

Han Wei's heart suddenly sank as if it had fallen into an endless abyss; how could his elder brother have shifted to this topic, which he found so deeply taboo

Zhang Ji reproached, saying: "Earlier when I suggested bringing a few people on board to play some tunes, you all refused. Now you are eagerly pursuing the young lady."

"Lily, stop pretending to be so refined; it's almost dark outside," Zi Qing shouted at the girl.

Han Chen's gaze was withdrawn from the window, his posture remained upright on the sofa, standing firm like a green pine

Han Wei listened to the case and felt that it resembled the recently popular star-studded film "Red Dust Romance," as well as the plotlines of the contemporary romance novels by Shanghai female writers, which are all strikingly similar.

Han Wei cautiously sat on one third of the sofa next to his elder brother, the once formidable arrogance of the young master of the Yang family had long since vanished. Yet, he secretly pondered whether his elder brother truly knew about his grades or was merely feigning knowledge.

In a lively conversation, He Wenhou smiled as he prepared dishes for Han Chen and Zi Qing, sharing amusing anecdotes: "Once during a meeting, we delayed Zi Qing's meal. As soon as he left the conference room, he rushed to the servants' quarters to snatch food from everyone’s bowls. It was said that he rummaged through the food and only picked out the potatoes from everyone’s bowls. The next day, someone came to me, saying, 'Chairman, please don’t let Director Hu go hungry next time. Can’t you afford a few pieces of potato for him?' It seemed I had wronged this young brother. Not long after, rumors began to spread in the market, claiming that the central government was financially strained, and even Deputy Commander Hu had fallen so low as to snatch potatoes from the bowl of Premier He. The next day, someone came to me again, repeating, 'Chairman, please don’t let Director Hu go hungry next time. Can’t you afford a few pieces of potato for him?' It seemed I had wronged this young brother. Soon after, rumors circulated in the market, suggesting that the central government was in financial distress, and even Deputy Commander Hu had to resort to stealing potatoes from Premier He’s servants' bowls. It was said that during those days, rice was expensive in Xijing, and some people began hoarding rice, all because I had let Zi Qing go hungry. So, I learned my lesson and made it a point to take Zi Qing out for a meal right after meetings, fearing he might cause another story or stir up some public unrest.

What are you staring at me for? I know you are serious. I am merely attracted to the elegant atmosphere here, where no one disturbs.

On the swing set, a woman in a long, light pink gauze dress is looking at a magazine. Her face is obscured by the pages, making it impossible to discern her features; only a bow tied high in her curled black hair and the fluttering of her dress in the evening breeze as the swing sways can be seen

"Minghan, I have never heard you tell a joke; why don't you share one?" He Wenhou did not pay attention to Mao Xingbang's pleading demeanor, but instead turned the conversation to Han Chen, who was sitting quietly beside him.

"Indeed, indeed, Minghan is truly a talented individual," He Wenhou teased again, saying, "Every place has its own customs. My wife, on the other hand, eats vegetable leaves every day. I jokingly tell her that she must have been a rabbit in her past life."

Han Chen quickly stood up and said: "The Chairman is busy with national affairs, it is only right for Han Chen to wait."

At this moment, it was evident that his suspicions were confirmed; Premier He was not busy with official duties at all, but rather intentionally sidelining him to show him his place. Zhang Jizu's expression could no longer conceal his panic, as he was certainly accustomed to such tricks from Premier He. Even this friend of his seemed to be avoiding him, fearing the concealed wrath of Premier He.

Han Chen said: "Regarding the matter of negotiation, Han Chen bears full responsibility. My visit to the Western Capital is to seek an audience with the General Director to express my apologies and accept any punishment."

Han Chen accompanied Zi Qing to He Mansion, where the steward led them to the back garden

As he put down the magazine, Han Chen was astonished to discover that his secretary, He Lili, was sitting on the swing set reading a book. After a few seconds of surprise, Han Chen chuckled at himself. He Lili was the niece of Premier He, and it was only natural for her to appear in Xi Jing with him.

Han Wei, anxious, stamped his foot and said: "I will go find my elder brother to reason with him; this confused Director Zhao cannot be spoken to directly."

"Commander Yang, please wait a moment. I will go check if the General is finished with his work." Just as Master Weng was about to turn around, the door opened.

However, Han Wei, this might be a good thing. Given the current situation, the other party seems unaware that we have discovered the secret behind the plum blossom pattern on the corpse, and their eagerness to retrieve the body may stem from a fear that the corpse could lead to complications at the police station. Inspector Zheng's analysis prompted Han Wei, who habitually bit his fingertips in contemplation, to ponder further and say: 'It is also possible that this Mr. Bai is genuinely involved with the two Mei Zis and knows nothing about the details of this matter. Zheng Ge, please be patient; my elder brother is away and will not return for a few days. Once he is back, I will have him advocate for you.'

Han Wei listened quietly, not wanting to interrupt

Han Chen accompanied Zi Qing to a painted boat by the Qinhuai River, where the sound of oars splashed and the waves shimmered.

As soon as the words were spoken, Ziqing and He Lili couldn't help but burst into laughter

As they were speaking, a few people approached from a distance, smiling brightly. Han Chen and Zi Qing hurried to greet them

After the speech concluded, Director Zhao appeared stunned, seemingly lost in thought, repeatedly responding, "Yes, yes."

Three people took their seats in the cabin, and the shopkeeper presented a plate of salted broad beans and a cold cucumber salad, followed by several light hot dishes.

Before Yang Hancheng could respond, Zhang Jizu suddenly realized and asked, "Ah, my friend, you have been here waiting for summons since morning, and you still haven't seen the old man?"

Ziqing exclaimed "Oh!" as she pushed open the small window, only to see a boat adorned with two strings of red lanterns gliding past their painted boat. At the bow of the vessel, a young woman, partially concealing her face with a pipa, gently plucked the strings.

Buddy, you and I have always been in the same boat, and who in the Central knows this? You came to the Central as my Hu Xiaoyan, 'defecting and surrendering,' and Xiaoyan is worried about you. But, buddy, don't you find this situation strange? You just went to negotiate with the representatives of the Red Party, and then Commander Wang's head floats downstream. What's even more infuriating is that the old man ordered the arrest of the Red bandit representatives, yet you let those representatives get wind of it and escape? Shouldn't the old man be suspicious? Shouldn't he be angry?

Han Chen could not help but glance at Lily a couple more times, as if he had also noticed her unusually delicate and shy beauty.

As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow of the sunset accompanies the brilliant clouds at the horizon, casting a serene and pleasant light over the lush green garden, which is also filled with the fresh scent of grass. On the wisteria trellis, clusters of light purple flowers hang gracefully from the branches, while beneath the trellis sits a white round table, accompanied by several chairs, and nearby is a swing set.

Suddenly, the elder brother slapped the back of the sofa and shouted, "Yang Hanwei! How long are you going to keep lying?"

Mr. Weng and the younger brother Ji need not worry about Han Chen; Han Chen is here waiting for the chairman. You all go have your meal.

In the empty office, Han Chen sat upright and composed, while the sunlight gradually diminished on the orchid pot by the windowsill. The snow-white curtains fluttered in the spring breeze, and a small desk clock on the table chimed, indicating exactly 1:00.

After watching Mao Xingbang and the others walk away, the elder brother slowly turned around and glanced at Han Wei, coldly instructing: "Go home"

Ah, Aunt, I heard from Xing Bang that there is food at home, so I came to mooch a meal." Mao Xing Bang chuckled self-deprecatingly

At this point, He Wenhou humorously remarked, "Isn't there a book that says, 'Dogs eat feces without knowing the stench; dung beetles gather dung and transform it into cicadas, as they aspire to elevate themselves.' Whether one transforms into a dog or a dung beetle is of no concern to me. Ah, Minghan, with your extensive reading, do you remember the source of this allusion?"

Master Weng's tongue shrank as if it had been blown by the wind, and he turned his head awkwardly to look at Yang Hancheng, who was sitting majestically on the sofa

Han Chen furrowed his brows and glanced at Zi Qing, secretly speculating: This flower boy, Zi Qing, having just politely declined his suggestion to go to that gaudy bar, has unexpectedly brought him to this Qin Lou Chu Guan. Could it be that he intends to take him to indulge in the pleasures of the flower houses?

The door opened, revealing Mao Xingbang, whose face was filled with despair as if he had just lost his parents, along with two middle-aged men dressed in Zhongshan suits, their complexions pale and lacking luster. Following them was Han Chen, the elder brother of Han Wei, who had been anxiously worried throughout the journey.

"Sit down!" He Wenhou commanded, and Mao Xingbang took a seat opposite Han Chen. It was only then that Han Chen noticed that this vacant position had been reserved for Mao Xingbang.

Han Chen's gaze turned towards Mao Xingbang, as if looking at an insect struggling in water.

Han Wei was about to leave the police station when he noticed people coming and going in a state of panic. Director Zhao, sweating profusely, saw Han Wei and asked, "Commander Yang, do you know where Commander Yang is now? Another head has floated down the river."

Yet in my mind, I am associating the telegram regarding the "Longcheng Rebellion" mentioned by Mr. He, the CIA's acquired defense map of the Longcheng waters, and the plum blossom before me. Could it be mere coincidence that these tattooed female corpses drifted down the Huanglong River? Indeed, it is true that "there is often a reason behind the rumors."

If Han Chen remembers correctly, it was from Shen Fu's "Six Records of a Floating Life". Han Chen replied cautiously, yet he was puzzled as to why Premier He would also read such leisurely books. Back then, he had secretly cherished this passage, only to be caught by his master and severely punished with a few strikes on the palm with a ruler.

"Just buddy, what kind of trick are you playing? How come even I can't understand it?" Hu Ziqing asked without any hesitation

After running a couple of steps, Han Wei suddenly halted, silently reminding himself that the more critical the moment, the less he could afford to panic; he must remain calm.

In the midst of their laughter and conversation, Han Chen sought several opportunities to clarify the misunderstanding surrounding Wang Zanhui's death when Mr. He was in good spirits. However, Mr. He waved his hand and said: "Let us only discuss matters of romance and not affairs of state"

Indeed, Mao Xingbang asked in confusion, "Why?"

Ah! He Lili let out a terrified scream, clearly frightened by her cousin's ghastly appearance, and she hid in the embrace of her aunt, Madam He. Madam He gently comforted He Lili and asked, "Why are you here when Xingbang is not at home recovering from his injuries?"

Zhang Ji expressed his grievances, saying: "Is this all we are having? You should have mentioned it earlier; I might as well treat everyone to a vegetarian meal at the Arctic Temple."

"Jizu, you and Commander Yang are close friends; please invite Commander Yang to the cafeteria for a simple meal," proposed Master Weng, making every effort to ease the atmosphere

Han Chen chuckled and, after a moment of contemplation, said: "It cannot be called a joke, but some time ago, someone presented a riddle at a banquet that was quite amusing. Allow me to share it for your amusement."

"Ziqing, jokes should have their limits; one must speak with virtue and not disrespect the sages of the past." Mr. He cautiously intervened, while Hancheng secretly chuckled, wondering what amusing antics Ziqing's mischievous nature would conjure up next.

Zhang Ji opened his mouth but hesitated, saying: "I, I have an appointment at noon, you see, unfortunately, I have a meeting with someone at noon - a picture - a book"

Han Chen had heard such excuses several times over the course of these three hours, so he still maintained a humble smile and said: "No problem, Han Chen will wait here"

Han Wei initially felt that it made sense, but upon further reflection, he realized something was amiss! How can the plum blossom tattoo on Er Meizi's back, which secretly contains the military deployment map of Longcheng, be explained? Inspector Zheng appeared dejected, as if struck by a calamity from the heavens. He pounded his head and said to Han Wei: "It's a trap, truly a trap. How could I be so foolish as to fall into it? Han Wei, there must be deeper implications in this case, likely more complex than we can imagine. I will go to 'Peony Hall' to speak with a few of the courtesans who were close to Er Meizi, to discuss who she associated with and what her preferences were. I drank a bowl of ice plum soup they offered me, and after that, I remember nothing. When I woke up, the madam and the guards were pulling at me for money, claiming I had violated Er Meizi's maid, Xiao Chun, saying that since she had lost her virginity, I owed them one thousand dollars. If I didn't pay, they would cause a scene at the police station."

As the door opened, Hu Ziqing entered, dressed in a hunting jacket and a flat cap, exuding an air of vigor. His face, smooth and warm like jade, and a pair of bright, cheerful eyes, brought a hint of joy to Han Chen, reminiscent of a gentle spring breeze.

Zhang Ji's group seemed to discern some hidden meaning from Master Weng's expression, and hurriedly stammered a laugh, saying: "It seems you have arrived at an inopportune time"

Close the door!" The elder brother instructed in a deep voice, his expression calm, which made Han Wei feel perplexed and speculate about the reason for locking the door during the day.

Zhang Ji scoffed and said, "I kept one ear listening, isn't it still the same matter? The old man's shoe sole seems to have landed on Mao San's face, but in reality, he doesn't know whose backside to hit, does he?"

The gaze of reproach was directed towards He Wenhou

However, he must inform the elder brother as soon as possible that Wang Zanhui has been executed by the Red Party, in order to prevent any unforeseen complications and potential dangers

Han Wei secretly laughed to himself; what authority did he have to speak such words? Yet, once the words were spoken, they truly managed to intimidate these people

Han Wei could hardly believe his ears. Just a few days ago, a female corpse with plum blossom tattoos floated down the river, and the investigation had yet to uncover the truth. Could it be that another head has drifted ashore?

Master Weng laughed so hard that he revealed a set of uneven teeth and said: "Later, Jizu left, and before long, the door opened again. Ziqing thought it was Jizu returning to tease him, and while lying on the sofa, he laughed and scolded, saying, 'You little rascal, if you come back to gloat, aren't you afraid the old man will catch you and slap your mouth?'" At this point, Master Weng was truly unable to continue speaking due to his laughter.

A faint smile flickered at the corner of Han Chen's mouth; this story of Zi Qing served as a revelation for him

The old man usually eats very quickly, just a bowl of thin porridge and a cup of plain water, like cat food. However, if Xiao Hu were to accompany him today and start joking around, who knows how long it would take to finish eating. Zhang Ji seemed to feel that his earlier actions were too blatant and somewhat unfair to his friend, so he hurriedly tried to ease the atmosphere.

As the laughter continues, the dishes have been arranged.

In just two days, the entire case has undergone bizarre developments and changes

Lord Lü Wen was extremely pleased

Han Chen said: "I only listen to you, my friend; you know that I am most afraid of socializing"

Countless astonished gazes were directed towards Hanwei

From the implied meaning of Mr. Weng's words, Han Chen had already understood that he might have to remain seated on this cold sofa for an indefinite period, whether it be one hour or two hours. He had been waiting in the Prime Minister's office since early morning after being "summoned," and had already been waiting for nearly three hours. During these three hours, the only explanation he received was that "the Prime Minister has urgent matters and is delayed, please wait a moment, Commander Yang." And this "wait a moment" extended until noon.

Han Chen had heard this story long ago; it is likely a very old joke

Madam He introduced the dishes on the table to Yang Hancheng, saying: "These are all dishes from Bingzhang's hometown. At first, when I married him, I was quite unaccustomed to it. The people of Danxi prefer to soak their rice in tea or plain water, and the side dishes are often stinky tofu and shrimp sauce melon, or they eat some stinky dried tofu and moldy preserved vegetables"

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After everyone exchanged greetings, He Wenhou invited everyone to take their seats. He adjusted his long robe and sat down, looking at Han Chen and saying: "Minghan, I apologize. Today I made you wait for nothing."

In the evening, Ziqing took Hancheng to the He Mansion for a banquet

The beautiful Diao Chan casts a sidelong glance with a smile

Han Chen's gaze remained fixed on the pot of orchids, yet his mind drifted far away

This outcome was also within Han Chen's expectations; it was nothing more than the old man being satisfied with his obedient and compliant behavior of sitting in the office for most of the day, or perhaps it was an intentional effort to dampen his spirit.

Madam He, noble and elegant, is dressed in a meticulously crafted and tailored black satin qipao, adorned with silver thread and embedded with rhinestones. A few perfectly round and lustrous pearl buttons gleam brilliantly, while a strand of large pearls around her neck adds to her striking appearance

He Wenhou looked at Han Chen's knowing smile and intentionally changed the subject.

Han Chen crossed his legs, appearing quite relaxed, and patted the sofa beside him, instructing, "Little brother, come here and sit."

Han Chen fiddled with the wine cup in his hand, wearing a look of indifference as he murmured: "With Buddha in the heart, everyone seen is a Buddha; with a ghost in the heart, everyone seen is a ghost." He drained the wine in the cup in one go

Ziqing smiled confidently: "Madam He likes fresh flowers and chocolate. She looks down on domestic chocolate, but she still likes flowers. After all, what woman doesn't love flowers?"

Mao Xingbang, the director of the attendant office, is the superior of the Zhang Ji group. Mao Xingbang is the nephew of Premier He, and the Zhang Ji group also has connections to Premier He. In short, all the people around the old He are "his own people," a fact that Han Chen has long recognized.

After a moment of reflection, He Wenhou said: "I have already instructed the CIA not to let the incompetent disturb the peace. Furthermore, regarding their inquiry into the defense maps of Longcheng waters, I have also ordered them not to create any further incidents."

He Wenhou said, while using a small plate to serve Han Chen a piece of osmanthus-flavored duck, "Minghan, give it a try, this is a specialty of Xijing. Although you, General Yang from Longcheng, have tasted all the delicacies from mountains and seas around the world, these local specialties are still worth savoring"

"It would be nice to share an interesting anecdote," He Wenhou said

He Lili was laughing so hard that she couldn't close her mouth, revealing a set of beautiful silver teeth as she said: "When my uncle first sent me to the United States for my studies, I was also extremely uncomfortable. The Americans there eat leafy vegetables dipped in mayonnaise, and sour, stinky cheese stuffed in cold bread. It's truly strange that these are things people eat. At that time, I dreamed every day of the glutinous rice balls from my hometown."

A human head was placed on a broken boat drifting downstream, and the wooden box containing the head was inscribed with the words "the head of Commander Wang Zanhui." There were also many abusive and reactionary remarks.

Han Chen chuckled to himself; he certainly understood that Zhang Ji's group was hinting for him to be content. He and Mao Xingbang were "co-defendants"; the old man had spared him from a face full of bruises by making him sit on the cold bench as a form of leniency.

Ziqing instructed the adjutant to take the girl down while casually rewarding her with some money

This Ziqing, he is standing against the wall quite straight for a while. However, while his body is restrained, his mind is still wandering. He occasionally glances back at the chief; whenever the chief raises his head, he hurriedly turns back to face the wall. The chief finds it both amusing and infuriating, shaking his head in disbelief. Later, when the chief went to a meeting, ha, he finally let loose, taking a long breath and calling out to me, 'Master, quickly help me go to the attendant room to fetch a cup of the ice plum soup made by Xiao Zhang's wife, I just saw it in the attendant room.' As he spoke, he completely sank into the sofa, feeling comfortable, and called out to me, 'Old man, when will you come back with some news?' Hey, just as he finished speaking, the door opened. Ziqing was so startled that he jumped up with a 'whoosh.'

Han Wei arrived at the police station, where Director Zhao informed him of a shocking piece of news: the case had been swiftly solved, and Detective Zheng had been dismissed and placed under investigation for corruption due to his abuse of power and refusal to pay. It is said that the lover of the corpse, known as Meihua, has been found; he is a businessman from Northeast China with the surname Bai. Mr. Bai had previously kept a mistress named Er Meizi, but she did not change her bad habits and became addicted to opium. In a fit of anger, Mr. Bai severed ties with her. Er Meizi pursued him all the way to Longcheng, persistently begging to rekindle their old relationship, but Mr. Bai refused. In despair, Er Meizi swallowed opium paste to commit suicide, leaving a letter for Mr. Bai, who was about to return to Northeast China for business, hoping to make him regret for the rest of his life.

Zhang Ji's group revealed: "In the end, it was not me who opened the door, but 'the old man' who returned."

The deputy director of the attendant office, Zhang Jizu, looked bewildered: "He has already left, he left early. Are you waiting for the director? He took Xiao Hu home for dinner."

At this point, Zhang Ji's group laughed heartily and continued, "Yes, I remember that time. I happened to walk in, and Xiao Hu thought it was the 'old man' coming back for a surprise attack. He jumped up and, upon seeing me, got so angry that he started kicking me."

Han Chen smiled faintly and said: "For the greater good, it is inevitable to endure some grievances; these Han Chen will not hold it against anyone"

A single remark left Hu Ziqing speechless with laughter, exclaiming: "Indeed, it is Zhang Jizu, a person close to the old man; every gesture and glance of the old man is understood intuitively."

Master Weng forced a smile and explained: "Commander Yang, it is truly unfortunate that our esteemed leader is so busy today; unexpected matters have arisen. I apologize for making you wait here for so long. This speaks to your good temperament, Commander Yang. If it were Commander Hu, he would have already been shouting at us. When that young master gets angry, he spares no one."

Han Chen remarked, "Madam's writing style is unique"

"Once, due to drunkenness, I lashed my prized steed, fearing that too much affection might mislead a beauty." Han Chen smiled brightly and said, "Not long ago, when I saw these two lines of poetry in the newspaper, I thought they were most fitting to send to you, Ziqing."

Zi Qing chuckled and said, "How could Xiaoyan dare to disrespect Confucius? It is merely a joke." Seeing that Mr. He no longer obstructed him, he continued animatedly, "When Confucius's disciples saw that their teacher was extremely hungry, they suggested borrowing some rice from a wealthy family. Thus, Confucius's disciple, Zi Lu, volunteered to go knock on the door to borrow rice. An old man came out, and upon hearing that Zi Lu was a disciple of the sage, he said, 'There is a character at the door; if you can recognize it, I will treat Confucius and his students for free; if you cannot, I will not lend you a single grain of rice.' Zi Lu, upon hearing this, laughed and thought to himself, 'I am a favored disciple of Confucius; what character could I not recognize?' He then followed the old man to the wall at the entrance, where a large character '真' (truth) was prominently written. Zi Lu, feeling proud, scoffed and said, 'Isn't this the character '真'?' Unexpectedly, he was chased away by the old man. Unwilling to accept this, Zi Lu returned and told Confucius about it. Confucius then accompanied him to see, and upon seeing the character on the wall, he knocked on the door and told the old man, 'This character is pronounced '直八' (zhí bā).' The old man gladly lent them the rice.

He Lili suddenly grabbed Han Wei by the collar from behind and scolded him like a disobedient child, saying: "Oh, what’s going on? I told you to listen. Chairman Yang is busy with official duties"

Han Chen looked at him, his gaze cool yet tinged with pity, and asked, "Are you really that confident?"

Master Weng praised: "People say, 'The mountains and rivers are easy to change, but one's nature is hard to alter.' Observing Commander Yang's meticulous demeanor, it is truly admirable how he maintains such rigor even when others are not watching."

Epilogue: The Journey of Ziqing and Hancheng to the Western Capital

A young man in a gray tweed Zhongshan suit walked in and, upon seeing Han Chen, asked in astonishment: "Buddy, why are you still sitting here?"

You and I did not enter together, only then did he find it strange. Ziqing, unconcerned, chose a bouquet of fresh flowers on the road and selected elegant wrapping paper for the florist to package it.

Upon seeing Mao Xingbang's expressionless, swollen face reveal a set of yellow teeth, he chuckled a few times and then posed a rhetorical question to himself: "The scholar's punctuation altered the meaning of the landlord's words, transforming it into 'On a rainy day, keep the guest. Will the heavens keep me? Keep!' Therefore, the landlord must mean 'Let him stay for the time being!'"

Returning to the Yang Mansion, the elder brother ascended the stairs swiftly, with Han Wei closely following behind.

Ah... Ziqing, you are eager to try, but you must wait for Minghan to finish speaking. He Wenhou stopped Ziqing from coming to Hanchen's aid, saying, "If you cannot speak, the old rule applies: three cups of penalty wine."

"Commander Yang, the Chairman has instructed that you attend a family dinner at his residence tonight, though it is merely a small gathering." As soon as Master Weng finished speaking, Han Chen felt a sense of discomfort all over; the old man was indeed giving a slap and then rubbing it.

After the meal, everyone was engaged in lively conversation. Mr. He brought Han Chen, Zi Qing, and Mao Xingbang to his study.

Han Chen's heart was already in turmoil due to this sudden upheaval. He made a great effort to calm his thoughts and maintained an expression of composure, saying: "The pure will remain pure. Han Chen has no regrets before heaven and earth, and I am confident that praise and criticism will have their own merits over time"

However, Han Chen noticed that Zi Qing was already smiling at him with pursed lips, the meaning of which was well understood between the two brothers

He Wenhou laughed heartily, and with a serious expression, he emphasized, "Naturally, I, He, trust Brother Minghan; otherwise, I would not be here discussing this matter with Brother Minghan. There are certainly suitable individuals to verify and question you, Minghan."

Ziqing's arrogance and capriciousness are universally acknowledged, and privately, everyone jokingly refers to Ziqing as the "Demon King of the World." It seems that the only two individuals capable of restraining this young master from his boundless ambitions are: one is Ziqing's father, General Hu, but unfortunately, the Japanese have already sent General Hu to heaven with a pile of explosives; the other is Ziqing's sworn brother, Premier He, who, although particularly indulgent towards this younger brother, can still adopt a serious demeanor to admonish Ziqing when necessary.

Zhang Ji's eyes, however, followed the red tassel at the end of the girl's braid as it drifted away from her waist, lingering with reluctance as he said, "Ah, why not invite a few more girls to join in the drinking? This is truly tormenting."

Sigh, has the meeting over there concluded? Vice Commander Hu and the General can come out now," asked Master Weng

He Wenhou's gaze met Han Chen's, and Han Chen appeared calm. After a few seconds of silence, He Wenhou touched his bald head and smiled, saying: "Wenhou immediately ordered the CIA to seal off this information, fearing it might be an enemy's scheme to sow discord. Whoever opposes, I, He, do not believe Minghan would betray us either"

As soon as the words fell, Ziqing laughed heartily and said: "This riddle is interesting, but the answer is too easy to guess. Isn't it the character '德'?"

Elder brother Hancheng wore a light blue long gown, exuding a gentle and courteous demeanor akin to that of a refined gentleman, his expression solemn as he saw off the guests. Mao Xingbang took a few steps forward, turned back to look at his elder brother, and sighed, shaking his head as he said: "Minghan, please stay, take care"

Thus, Han Wei leisurely returned to Director Zhao's office at m.hetushu.com, and shouted to the people coming in and out: "It doesn't seem like Commander Wang again; Han Wei has seen Commander Wang, and he is not this fat, nor is his hair this dark."

"Let's go out to find a club and sit for a while. You should eat something too. I'll go call the next group." Zi Qing said without giving Han Chen a chance to respond, taking his hand and walking outside.

Hu Ziqing raised his eyes and said angrily: "Xiao Zhang, you really can't change your ways... Aren't you afraid that the old man will find out and kick you out"

Hu Ziqing's gaze narrowed slightly, exuding a unique and imposing presence. With a hint of reproach, he said: "Minghan, if you continue to throw these unfamiliar words at me, I might truly become angry"

Han Wei rushed up to the second floor of the provincial government building, heading straight for the secretary's office to find Secretary General Mr. Lei, while He Lili was just coming out of the nearby office of the provincial chairman

He Wenhou let out a sigh from his nose, took a confidential document from the drawer, and handed it to Hancheng, saying: "You may take a look."

"Minghan, eat your vegetables." Madam He used a silver spoon to serve Han Chen a spoonful of fish, rice, and bamboo shoots. Han Chen leaned slightly forward to express his gratitude, then continued, "This is a riddle; guess a character. The riddle is—"

"Mr. Weng, is the president still in the meeting?" Han Chen inquired, his upright posture and demeanor causing even Mr. Weng, the Secretary-General of the Presidential Office, to glance over in curiosity.

Han Chen respectfully picked up the plate and received the piece of duck, when he heard He Lili's sharp voice leisurely say: "This is troublesome. I need to inform the people at the Finance Department of Longcheng when I return to prepare for this. Commander Yang is going back to Longcheng, and the rumors in the market will surely spread. Now that Minister He is facing a more empty treasury than before, Vice Commander Hu can still manage to get a few potatoes to eat, but now Commander Yang is returning to Longcheng on an empty stomach"

A girl with long black braids, dressed in a water-red diagonal-collared blouse, descended onto the boat while cradling a pipa and bowing her head.

He Wenhou waved his hand to signal his subordinate to take a seat, then changed the subject and said: "This family banquet, with simple dishes and light wine, is naturally to welcome Brother Minghan and to wash away the dust. Do not laugh."

He Wenhou, usually stern and imposing, wore a smile and said: "Wenhou is here to throw out a brick to attract jade, let me first tell a joke. Once, there was a heavy snowfall that blanketed everything. A passerby looked up at the sky and recited a line of poetry, saying 'The heavy snow falls to the ground.' Just then, an official happened to pass by, and seeing the snow falling from the sky, he excitedly remarked, 'This is the royal auspice.' A wealthy man, wanting to join in the conversation, chimed in, 'What if it continues for three years?' Just at that moment, a farmer walked by, stomped his feet in anger, and cursed, 'What nonsense!'

Premier He smiled and explained: "Different people, different positions, yet it is the same snowfall, and the perspectives are surprisingly divergent."

"What medicine? Han Chen is dull-witted, and I hope Deputy Commander Hu will clarify." Han Chen said coldly

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, each person harbored their own hidden meanings, while Mao Xingbang's gaze cautiously turned towards his uncle, He Wenhou

Han Wei closed the door behind him and slowly turned his head, speculating that his elder brother must have some confidential matter to discuss with him. Was it the corpse of the woman with the red plum blossom tattoo, or the head of Wang Zanhui? Could there be a mysterious connection between the two?

The elder brother went to negotiate with the Red Bandits to rescue Commander Wang Zanhui, unaware that Wang Zanhui's head had already floated downstream to Longcheng. Will the elder brother face any danger during this negotiation with the Red Bandits?

After a burst of laughter, everyone chatted while eating. He Wenhou suddenly proposed: "Today, as family, let us only discuss light-hearted matters and not national affairs. As per our usual practice, each person will share a humorous story or a joke."

Han Chen curled his lips into a cold smile and calmly replied, "The Chairman is perceptive; Han Chen would never act as a treacherous minister or rebel."

Han Chen's heart trembled, and he furrowed his brows. When he raised his eyes in confusion to look at Premier He, Premier He was pacing in the study and said: "This is a confidential telegram intercepted by the Central Intelligence Agency, and the decoded message is as follows."

Han Chen declined, saying: "Han Chen is truly not good at telling jokes"

As they were leaving, Ziqing, while driving Hanchen back to his residence, apologetically said: "I had hoped that tonight you and I could share a bed as brothers, just like in the past, and engage in a long conversation. However, the old man has insisted that I stay here overnight, and I cannot refuse. My friend, try to be more understanding; given these doubts that have arisen, he cannot overlook them, especially considering his position."

"Silence!" The elder brother said in a low voice, "National affairs are not something for a child like you to discuss casually."

Han Wei followed Director Chao and pushed through the crowd into a room, where a wooden box contained a bloody and horrifying human head. Han Wei had seen dead bodies before, but it was the first time he encountered a severed head. The empty, staring eyes and thick lips belonged to Wang Zanhui, whom Han Wei recognized. Overcome with fear and disgust, he felt like vomiting, but his heart tightened in anxiety as he hurriedly ran outside

Commander Yang, just now, Mr. Weng went to the conference room to take a look; the meeting had already dispersed, but the Chairman left Commander Hu to continue the conversation

Mao Xingbang's face was swollen and bruised, and his originally small eyes were squeezed into a narrow slit due to the deformation of his face. He was mumbling indistinctly, calling out "Aunt and Uncle," and then greeted Ziqing and Hancheng.

Inspector Zheng said: "My case has just come to light, and unexpectedly, Er Meizi's lover has brought her posthumous letter to the police station to identify the body and close the case. What a coincidence! And that girl Xiao Chun, on the previous day, said that before her death, Er Meizi had only seen two people: one was her cousin with a gourd-shaped birthmark on his bald head, and the other was a handsome young man, the owner of the De Xin Society, Xiao Yan Sheng. She mentioned that Er Meizi liked Peking opera and was quite infatuated with Wei Yunhan. Two days before the incident, Yan Sheng had visited the Peony Hall."

How do you think you did on the exam?" The elder brother's voice was calm yet tinged with fatigue

The boatman brought over some warm Huadiao wine, and Zhang Jizu instructed the young girl on the shore, saying: "Go fetch some plums to enhance the wine."

However, Director Chao shook his head and said, "Commander Yang learned the details of this case before leaving and ordered it to be sealed." He then sighed deeply and said, "It is no wonder that the person with the surname Bai would squander money on such things as opium; even if there is a mountain of gold and silver at home, it can still be consumed entirely."

Han Chen cast a puzzled glance at Hu Ziqing, feeling a sense of unfamiliar distance.

Before the words had left his mouth, a sound of footsteps was heard outside the door. Hu Ziqing's usual cheerful and lively voice took the lead: "Buddy, why are you hiding here?"

Han Chen listened as Master Weng mentioned "the Eight Young Masters" again, merely smiling faintly, like a gentle breeze brushing across his face

The searching gaze swept over the crowd, yet Mao Xingbang leaned slightly forward and, with a hesitant and unclear voice, made an effort to say: "Xingbang has a story to tell"

Prime Minister He Wenhou approached with a warm smile, embodying the demeanor of a venerable elder, as he walked over with his wife, Gloria Fu, linked arm in arm

Ziqing hurriedly said: "Let me speak on behalf of Minghan; he is usually serious and rarely smiles, so how could he possibly tell a joke"

The telegram from Hancheng contained only a few terse words: "The Dragon City has rebelled, the Western Capital is in danger, the Northeast is safe"

Hu Ziqing said: "Who is giving you food? Isn't Minghan still not having eaten yet?"

The two exchanged grim smiles, each harboring unspoken meanings

Yang Hancheng is merely a warlord who has recently changed allegiance to the central government in Xijing; how can he earn Mr. He's complete trust? So much has transpired before and after this change of allegiance, with numerous separations and reunions leading to this point, which has not been easy.

"In your eyes, there is only you, Commander Yang, and not your little uncle," Hu Ziqing joked