Chapter 30: The third son of the Fu family (2)

The stage is sitting east to west. There are seven boxes on the north and south sides of the box.
Fu Tongwen took her to the first box with the best viewing angle. There were three rows of seats in it. Someone had arranged it in advance as instructed. There was a table of Eight Immortals in bright lacquer with a wooden box on top. Don't look at it, it must be Mahjong inside. The man also pointed out that the Luohan bed, which was against the wall in the east, was moved specifically for Fu Dongwen.
There is a small cigarette lamp on the red sandalwood case, and a complete set of smoke soil and smoking utensils are ready.
"It's not a coincidence that San Ye came here. Boss Mei was there last night, and he went to Auspicious Garden tonight. But today's corner is good, the scene is hard," the guy said warmly, "Fu Liancheng" came out. It's not bad. "
Fu Dongwen lost two pieces of ocean, but the man picked it up and bowed to leave.
When there were only two of them in the room, Fu Tongwen opened the wooden box and slowly picked out the mahjong tiles.
"Tonight you are in this box and I am the second official. There will be many people coming. The game is messy. You have to win and lose, but remember the two gentlemen," Fu Dongwen said, "The first one The surname Fang is a flour merchant. This person will lose you forty thousand oceans."
"Lose to me? Do I have to collect money?"
"Yes, this person wants to ask the buyer of the Ministry of Finance and needs my help. This is the person who wants to give us money."
"Okay." She noted.
Unexpectedly, one day, she would become a bribe.
"The other surnamed Shen was a college professor, but he was expelled from the school after offending his colleague. He was introduced to teach in another high school. Remember these, they will tell you during the introduction."
Still a family. Shen Xi nodded.
"You are going to lose to him 160,000 Oceans."
"Is there such a big chip? No one will doubt it?" 160,000?
The monthly salary of university professors is only 200 yuan, 160,000 yuan. This is to earn more than 40 years of money, won't it be doubted if you win it overnight?
"It's more troublesome several times, the war is more important." He said.
She nodded.
"The one who pointed the deer as the horse just now will stay here," Fu Tongwen laughed. "He will lose to the land sale tonight."
that person? Shen Xi looked at the seemingly young man with admiration.
This dream of saving the country and the people is common among ordinary people, as well as those of the noble family.
The play downstairs is going to kick off, the guys in front of the Muyingbi are rushing the people in the play, and the sellers are pouring tea. The tickets here are but the rule is to enter the door and charge for a cup of tea. Shen Xi looked out the window, and there was a man in the bread box opening the wooden window. Downstairs, the towel taker took a bamboo basket, rolled into a roll of hand towels, and strolled by the pool.
Standing by the window, Shen Xi felt a sense of alienation from the mountain and the sea.
The roaring wind in the New York subway and the hot underground heat are still in sight. Here in the mountains and rivers, like the return of the tenth wheel,
Fu Dongwen said in an abandoned factory in New York that he wanted China’s own capital industry. She was ignorant at the time, but now she imagined that if she had dug a subway under the ground in Beijing, she would get on. In the car, there are actors with makeup in the car, the trafficker, your son, man? Top seller? The handkerchief?
"You are next door, can you not be accompanied by a doctor?" She remembered what was important.
"Maybe something." He laughed.
I'm reading the Three-Character Sutra, and it's not a matter of going back.
Fu Dongwen is a person who never looks like anger, joy is laugh, anger is laugh, sad is also smiling, and now he is also smiling: "It's just that my room will be messing around for a while," he whispered. "The third brother is also involuntarily."
She said "Um", pretending to be a caretaker: "Study a couple, learn a lover, learn to be a romantic, repeat performances, and make a play at every occasion."
Shen Xi thought of Gu Youwei again. It is instinctive to be jealous.
Fu Tongwen laughed, face to face with her, "I will learn and use it alive."
The window is open, you have to look from below, and the people under the stage look up, and only the three sons of Fu and the beautiful lady are talking softly by the window.
The heat he breathed heavier, on her lips. Shen Xi was dizzy for a moment, and the long-lost kiss started the game in the theater. Two people who haven't been close for more than two months are like returning to the cruise ship. In the memory of the kiss in the dressing room, there is an unclear mind, an ambiguity that has an unfinished and undecided future. Outside the window, inside the window, two worlds. I don’t know if it’s because of the special nature of this place. Her mind is full of the kneel to him in the house. She said, "Thank you, Sanye, for your life-saving grace." He said, "The righteous one shouldn't end up with the Jiu Clan." ..."
She who was rescued in the past, she was nineteen years old, and now she is leaning against him a few years later, leaning against him, dripping with water.
"If you act on the scene for a long time, your heart will be tired." He said in her ear.
He puts his hand on the back of her head, and sometimes his other hand is on the back and sometimes on the thigh. It is horribly hot to move to every place. Finally, he holds her thigh and pushes under him. stick it on. Across the skirt, stockings and his trousers, the two of them seemed to be wearing no clothes, clearly leaning together.
The senses are so clear.
I didn't get close for two months, and my feelings of strangeness increased.
But because of this strangeness, it seems that it's time to fall in love for the first time. He sucked her lips lightly, she was all spinning. The heart hit frantically, knocking people dizzy.
She felt embarrassed when he hit her leg with his lower body lightly again. day……
He laughed and came up to kiss her.
From leaving the capital in July 2014 to getting out of trouble, the situation has been very different. He wants to rebuild the relationship network, is distracted and weak, and Gu Youwei's marriage contract is between the two, and he is really ashamed of Shen Xi.
"Have you seen fishing?" He whispered, "The fish was caught, picked off the hook, and thrown into the basket. He always jumped up twice unwillingly. The third brother has been like this in the past two months, yes Fish out of the water."
The physical relationship can't deceive people. I will feel palpitations when I am in person, and I will feel weak. If I want to get closer, I want to grow together. This is the joy of fish returning to the water, so there will be fish and water joy.
He knew that everyone was waiting for himself, regardless of the purpose or no purpose tonight, they were all waiting for the Fu family's third son. Light a stick of incense and start a game of officialdom. One hundred and forty-four ivory bird cards, and hundreds of hands that have been mixed overnight, how many positions and how many gold and silver jewels flowed to their pockets.
The time has come.
It's just getting to the point where the lips and teeth are lingering, and the men do not want to stop.
He finally called "Wan'an", and the man who came in was the man who was rescued downstairs. The man guessed that Fu Tongwen had confessed to him, and then he had a tacit understanding with Shen Xi. The son's surname was Xu, and his father was a high-ranking official in the Ministry of the Army. After chatting with Shen Xi, he called friends and friends, and within a moment, he filled the first official.
Fu Dongwen confessed a few sentences, and went to the next door under the excuse of "being unhappy".
Beside a wall, Master Fu's people guarded Fu Dongwen and listened to the play. About an hour later, the flour merchant surnamed Fang showed up, entered the door and lit a cigarette for the son next to Shen Xi: "Sir Xu."
Young Master Xu said "hmm" and went to kick the chairs of the people around him.
The seat has changed.
"This one belongs to Master Fu San." Xu Siye introduced Shen Xi to the briber.
Not much to say, sit down and roll the dice. Forty thousand bribes were collected in half an hour.
The card table changed people like a horse lantern, after another, Shen Xi and Xu Shaoye both left the seats and gave their seats. They got in at four o'clock in the morning, and the university professor did not appear.
When Young Master Xu went to smoke a big cigarette to refresh himself, someone downstairs was shouting, and a mass of white things was thrown into the window. The little servant in the room caught it and opened ten hot towels. The young man expertly distributed the handkerchief to the people present, wrapped ten pieces of ocean in the brie, tied it, and threw it down from the window.
Regardless of the person who lost it or the person who returned it, the strength was just right, and it was accurate and impartial.
How long does it take to practice this? She looked curiously, and saw that the handkerchief man continued to throw packs of handkerchiefs into other boxes. Seeing behind, I noticed that the window of the second officer next door was closed.
He is not watching the show?
At this time, the curtain of the box here was opened. This time someone brought in three actors who remove makeup and makeup, some of whom were only eight or nine years old, and saluted the young masters, as well as three gentlemen. , Was introduced by someone to salute Young Master Xu. "These three are all gentlemen who teach in the university."
"None, nothing," one of the forty-year-old gentlemen put his sleeves together in a gentle greeting. "Now it's only in high school. After the new year, if the emperor quells the rebellion, he is going to go home. "
Young Master Xu laughed: "Is there a war at home?"
"Hey, from Sichuan," the gentleman smiled bitterly, "it's not peaceful."
Shao Ye Xu held his fist in the direction of the Forbidden City and said: "The emperor has a hundred thousand army, and Cai E's army in Sichuan is less than ten thousand. With ten to one, even without guns, he can win with his fists. You and Relax, Cai E's life is not long."
Everyone laughed.
Mr. Shen also followed these words with emotion, saying that Cai Songpo was really a person who couldn't think of it. He ran away from Beijing, planning and risking his life and death. A severely ill patient with tuberculosis transferred to Japan, Taiwan, and Vietnam on the sea, and finally returned to his hometown in Yunnan. Going, I don’t know what the picture was: "I have to bring the war to Sichuan."
Master Xu laughed, and Shen Xi was always watching the stage by the window.
Young Master Xu reprimanded: "The next two, my third sister-in-law and I are about to go to the table. You are not eye-opening one by one, and the third brother is rare to be handed over to us to take care of him. Got it?" He said, kicking one away.
Everyone was awakened, surrounded by them, and forced Shen Xi back to the poker table.
Shen Xi declined a few words and was no longer polite. After sitting down, he put his hands on the top of more than one hundred cards and mixed them a few times.
Four dragons are placed on all sides of the table.
Young Master Xu burned cigarettes halfway up, and yawned lazily: "When is it? Change the big bargaining chip, refreshing."
The players were quick and easy, and they said that they would change, and the ivory bargaining chip at Shen Xi's hand was turned tenfold.
A little boy couldn't stand the big stakes and gave way.
Young Master Xu handed over two dice: "Sister-in-law here."
Shen Xi took it and threw it out.
Two white dice with red dots were spinning around on the green flannelette table, and the sound of ivory tiles colliding with each other was heard for a long time, and it smelled like apocalyptic carnival. I haven't heard the lavish and erosive smoky scent for several years, and my nerves are soaked by the smoky air in this box.
By half past five in the morning, Shen Xi had half of his chips at hand.
She had enough mental calculations, stepped off the poker table, and asked Young Master Xu's young man to go to the next door to see Fu Tongwen. The young man didn't go out for a long time, and it was the caring deity who came in after raising the curtain. Fu Dongwen's eyes were red and he was seven minutes of sleepiness. He wore a suit and walked into the box. His footsteps were very vacant. The sons all around smiled and greeted: "It's rare for the third brother, is it still there?"
All thought that Fu Dongwen had left Guanghe Building and went to sleep in the nearby Shihua Pavilion.
Fu Dongwen responded lowly, took the hot towel from the little actor, and wiped his hands clean. Wan An moved a chair next to Shen Xi. He sat down, leaned on the back of the chair, and put his arm on Shen Xi's back. He smiled and looked at her card: "Have fun?"
Shen Xi held a card in his palm, holding it over and over, smelling the smell of alcohol, gave him a gloomy look. I can't help myself and can't eat alcohol, so when I go back to Tan Qingxiang, I will scold the two of them as squirrels.
Heart disease and drinking...
She was impetuous and didn't want to bother him about drinking for him.
Fu Tongwen smiled at her accommodatingly, his eyes glistened with water, staring at her closely, in the eyes of others, he really gave her a heart and soul. The third son of the Fu family really understood.
Downstairs, I was singing the anthurium night with a peach blossom fan: "The spring night is a moment and the sky is long, how can people untie the hibiscus button. I hope that when the light is dim and the feast is received, the palace pot drips out of the lotus..."
Fu Tongwen squinted his eyes and listened carefully: "Listen carefully, it's all from the third brother's heart."
Everyone in the room was laughing.
This Guanghe Building has set a rule not to allow women to come to the theatre, because there are so many elegant and obscene words in the drama.
There was a young boy who wanted to ask the little actor: "Hey, can your master teach this play? Learn to sing a few sentences, just the ones just now."
Fu Tongwen smiled, raised his hand and pointed at the man admonishingly.
The man was so busy that he didn't dare to make trouble.
Young Master Xu pushed away the card in his hand: "My third brother is lovesick, so let's go to Shaanxi Alley."
With that said, a young man hurriedly lifted the curtain, whispered into Young Master Xu's ear, and handed out a business card.
Young Master Xu frowned unhappily, and threw the card on the card table: "Is there anyone in this room who doesn't inquire?"
Before the words were over, two officers with guns walked in, one old and one young. Both of them humbly said to everyone in the room: "My sons, I'm bothering you."
The older man apparently had dealt with Fu Dongwen, and specifically greeted him, "San Ye."
Fu Dongwen remembered that this was the staff officer of the Guards of the Presidential Palace he had met in the palace three years ago. see once. On that day, he received the news of Song Jiaoren's assassination, and his heart was gloomy. This person slammed into the gun, so he left an impression.
Young Master Xu laughed: "I heard that you stayed outside the building for most of the night, waiting for us?"
The man smiled: "I don't dare to disturb you Yaxing, because you have to wait for the cards to go away before you come in to say a greeting, and take someone by the way."
"Who is it?" someone asked.
"The people of the Dian Army are rebels."
Shen Xi's heart was shocked. Isn't it... Mr. Shen?
The staff officer took advantage of the fact that these noble boys didn't reply, and hurriedly let the soldiers following in. The two soldiers looked around and looked at the three professors in the east corner of the house. Seeing them walk over: "You." It refers to the young man beside Mr. Shen.
Fortunately it's not him...
Shen Xi squeezed the card's hand and released it.
The two soldiers couldn't help but said, covering the man's mouth and twisting his arms. The young man couldn't make a sound, and his stubborn throat sounded dullly into his ears, making Shen Xi panicked. The man was twisted out and the messy footsteps went downstairs.
"Fu San Gongzi, Xu Gongzi, rank offended." The staff officer bowed again, trying to withdraw.
Someone sneered.
The man who smoked a big cigarette on the Arhat bed stood up: "Today is the third brother's bureau. You think about it when you offend?"
Young Master Xu winked, and the two young men closed the door.
The young officer wanted to touch the gun, and he was snatched by the staff officer when he just pressed the handle of the gun. If you really want to take out the gun, you can't make it clear. Who is here without a gun? These young masters are really tempered, and it is possible for anyone to pull out a gun and kill them. Around here are the brothers who gathered together to make a fool of each other, and in the end they must have been walking around each other.
"Masters, I can't help myself." The staff officer told Rao.
Someone laughed again.
"San Ye, you are a reasonable man, and you can tell the little one." As a last resort, he went to see Fu Dongwen.
Fu Tongwen owed his body slightly, Wan An lifted the suit up for him, and put it on his shoulders properly. He has always good manners, and he can maintain it even when he is drunk. He calmly said to the "old acquaintance": "I used to only reason with women. I have drunk now, but I don't even bother to talk with women."
Downstairs, the opera sings like Jinling Yushu and Qinhuai Waterside Pavilion, but here is the capital of Jiji, a powerful prince.
Mei Lanfang. Mei Lanfang first appeared on the stage in Guanghe Tower, singing "Eternal Life Palace" and acting as the Weaver Girl.
Fu Liancheng: The Peking Opera class with the largest scale and the most talents in history. It has cooperated with Guanghe Building for more than 30 years and has cultivated countless masters. It has also achieved Guanghe Building's position in the 1920s and 1930s.
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My work and rest are a bit weird. I only wake up at two o'clock in the afternoon every day, so I usually write more at night. I saw me update the text in the afternoon in the first half of the month because I was on a business trip in the U.S. so I converted back to the jet lag... Actually, I changed the text at night...