The stubbornness brought by his youth, he decided to stick to his original views.
"Have you found your enemy?" He Huaichuan asked him in a low voice.
Li Langyu raised her eyes and said lightly, "I found it."
"Where, what are you going to do?"
"It's in Peiping, I've already made contact." He clenched his words hard, as if he could hear the sound of sharpening his knives.
He Huaichuan was shocked: "Who is it?"
Li Langyu didn't speak, which made He Huaichuan couldn't help but guess: "When I came back this time, I accidentally learned that you became the son-in-law of the Cheng family, but as far as I know you, you are not someone who really wants to get married as soon as possible." He paused for a while, his eyes were filled with confusion, Li Langyu drank tea slowly, without denying it.
"Could it be at Cheng's house?" he muttered to himself, "Cheng's house, Cheng... Si, Cheng Si... Master?" He suddenly remembered the "fourth elder brother Cheng" that Li Langyu often mentioned when he was a child, but never thought about it. That is the fourth master Cheng who is now famous in Peiping.
Li Langyu stared at him, intriguing.
"This, this..." He Huaichuan gave a wry smile, not knowing what to say, "You are more heroic than I am." He and the man in front of him had known each other when they were young. Shrimp, they are all carefree young men.
"There is no way out. For so many years, those days of fleeing have been almost dead and alive. If it weren't for hatred to support me, I would not be able to return to Peiping. If I don't take revenge, I will be sorry for those who died for the Fu family, and even more sorry for my parents." Outside the window Half of the sunlight fell on Li Langyu's face, and the other half of the shadow set off the bitter wind and rain.
"You want to learn from the Zhao family's orphans?"
"Only close is the chance."
He Huaichuan sipped the tea in his mouth, and there were rolling hills in the corner of his eyes, "'The Orphan of Zhao' is not a good story."
"Maybe I'm luckier than him." Li Langyu smiled lightly, comforting the other person and herself.
"Probably." He Huaichuan paused for a while, then changed the subject, "I heard about another version of "The Orphan of Zhao" abroad, when Zhao Wu recognized Tu Anjia as his adoptive father, when the truth came out, Tu Anjia Although he knew the identity of the other party, he did not kill Zhao Wu because of his father-son relationship for 16 years, and finally died under Zhao Wu's hands voluntarily."
"The reason why Unofficial History is Unofficial History is because it is not credible." From the day Cheng Cheng's door was opened, he had prepared for the worst.
He Huaichuan smiled helplessly, and thousands of words died in his stomach. He raised the teacup and said, "Then I'll go into substituting tea for wine, and I wish you an early realization of your wish."
"Lend your auspicious words."
After returning, Li Langyu happened to bump into a girl trimming the pot of bamboo on the high stool in the hall. It was bought by Butler Zhang earlier, and he was responsible for it himself on weekdays.
"Why didn't I see Butler Zhang?" Li Langyu asked casually.
The girl replied to him: "He went to Nanjing."
Nanjing? "Is something wrong?"
"It is said that a relative in my hometown is ill and wants to go see it."
Li Langyu frowned, a trace of unease appeared in his eyes. Butler Zhang is a native of Sichuan, how come his hometown is in Nanjing, and he didn't hear anything related to him yesterday.
Nanjing, Nanjing... He chewed the word repeatedly, and suddenly there was a thunder in his heart, the Central University is in Nanjing!
"When did he leave?" Li Langyu asked fiercely, his voice rising several degrees.
The girl was startled, thinking that she didn't do well, and said quickly: "In the morning, it's about eight o'clock."
There is still time.
All the alarms sounded around, Li Langyu immediately walked to the phone and dialed the number. His relationship with Nanjing can only be the only one at the Central University. If you want to go to the Central University to check him, the biggest possibility is to find the file. , but there is one thing that he must not let the Cheng family know.
"Hello, help me transfer to Song Qing from the Central University Archives."
Half a minute later, a familiar voice came from the microphone. Song Qing is his younger brother from the same department. Now he is staying at the school to work. He used to provide him with a lot of help when he was in college.
After Li Langyu reported his name, he first asked if someone could check his file today, but they said there was none at the moment. Breathed a sigh of relief.
"Song Qing, please do me a favor. There is a copy of my application form for going abroad and the sponsor's information in the file bag. If someone comes to adjust the file, please help me put these two copies away for the time being."
"Okay, don't worry, senior, I will remember it."
Finally in time. After hanging up the phone hastily, Li Langyu stood on the spot, his scalp was still numb, as if a flame was running around.
Fortunately, fortunately, caught up. He was like a soldier who had escaped death, with tiny drops of cold sweat on his forehead, and the tiredness of the rest of his life appeared on his face.
He closed his eyes, opened them again, buffered for a while, and just turned around, but before he could suppress his rapid heartbeat, he felt his heart jump out of his mouth again.
He bumped into Cheng Hanliang and looked at him condescendingly on the second floor.
"Who were you calling just now?"
Chapter Nine
"Who were you calling just now?"
This sound landed, like thunder and lightning breaking through clouds from the sky, the cymbals on the stage collided, and the demon appeared. Li Langyu's Adam's apple moved a lot, and there was a cold sweat in the bony socket of his neck. He leaned his right leg against the foot of the sofa, and gradually felt stiff.
"A friend." He stabilized his mind and wanted to take a gamble. "He recently returned to China, so he wanted to make an appointment to meet."
"Then come up, I have something for you." Cheng Hanliang said softly, without pursuing it, it sounded like he just asked casually.
Li Langyu waited for five seconds, making sure that the other party would not ask any more questions, and then hesitantly went up to the second floor.
Cheng Hanliang gave him a dark blue dark-striped suit, double-breasted, with a vest shirt and tie.
"Try it on."
Li Langyu took it and went straight to the bedroom without asking any further questions. The material is good, and the shape is pretty. He has a well-proportioned figure, slender lines, and a narrow waist. It looks like a master carpenter has carved it out with a carving knife. , very eye-catching.
"Not bad." Cheng Hanliang's mouth held up a smile, as if he was expecting it. He walked over to re-tie Li Langyu's tie, and tucked it into his waistcoat, "I'm going to Guangzhou next month. A few years ago, Lao Zhang was with me. This time I want a new face, so I want to bring a new face. You go."
Li Langyu straightened his waist, heard the news and asked, "What is the fourth master going to do?"
"See some old departments, and then the customs and tax bureaus will ask me to take a look, and those who occupy a lot of land have to take care of them."
"Then... what exactly am I going to do?"
Cheng Hanliang took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with countless degrees from the black small box, wiped them with a soft fiber cloth, and put them on Li Langyu himself.
"It looks even better now." He looked at it for a while, with a halo in his eyes, quite satisfied, "You don't have to do too much, just be my secretary."
Cheng Hanliang goes back to Guangzhou almost every year, where he is always under his management. Cheng Lan heard that Li Langyu was also going with him this time, so she made a sachet as a talisman for him.
"I'm not going to war, and I'm afraid I'll lose my arm and break my leg?" he joked, the young daughter's delicate thoughts often make men unable to understand.
"Don't talk nonsense." Cheng Lan said angrily, "You have to follow Dad's words carefully this time, and don't make up your own mind about what happens. His old team looks fierce, but in fact, people are very good and behave in the world. Be nice, you know?"
"Understood, Senior Sister Cheng." Li Langyu smiled brightly, with a bulging youthful air. Cheng Lan wanted to warn him a few more words, but he was so teased that there was nothing he could do, so he gave up.
On the day of departure, the autumn light was excellent. The sun in the early morning ripened the red leaves of the mountains, like the firecracker paper dust sprinkled from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain when we got married.
When Li Langyu got into the car, he found that the driver was a young man with a full forehead and a five-square face. When he smiled, he could see a tiger tooth. He looked about eighteen years old, honest and straightforward. The boy said that his name was Xiaoye, and he had no skills, so he would punch and kick. Thanks to the fourth master's fancy, he became a half-ass driver and bodyguard. Xiao Ye had never read a book, and had a lot of respect for Li Langyu, so he called him "Uncle" at first, but after chatting, he changed his name to "Young Master", thinking it was more cordial.
A car, three people, spent two days on the road, and finally arrived in Guangzhou.
Li Langyu got out of the car first, walked to the other side to open the car door for Cheng Hanliang, and took his luggage and briefcase. They had already booked a room. There was a presidential room on the fifth floor of the "Westin" hotel. Cheng Hanliang was in the master bedroom, and Li Langyu was in the side bedroom, just face to face. Seeing that he was carrying a heavy suitcase, Xiaoye hurried over to help him, "Master, I'll do this kind of thing."
Cheng Hanliang turned his head and smiled: "Little Ye, you remember, you have to call him Secretary Li when you go out."
"Ah? How can you be a secretary? Isn't a secretary always doing something like that..." Xiaoye vaguely muttered the last sentence back to his stomach. The aunt chatted together, basically revolving around the peach-colored news such as a certain high-ranking official and the secretary stealing fishy.
Li Langyu understood and poked him on the forehead lightly: "What are you thinking about, you have heard hearsay at a young age, and someone has to teach you to read more books."
Xiao Ye received the training, and immediately put himself next to him and said, "Then Secretary Li, teach me!"
"Okay, let's memorize the Analects first." He took the box back with a smile. As for the two-zhang monk behind him, he kept pondering what the Analects was.
In the first week in Guangzhou, Cheng Hanliang took Li Langyu to visit several old friends. As Cheng Lan said, he made things difficult for the strange and fierce spirit. When he saw the young man, he had to reprimand him. Forget the year. Li Langyu heard them talk about the war in Shandong. The national army recovered Yantai and Weihaiwei this time, but overall they tended to be passive. old friend sidekick