A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 645 Cao Yun! (Please order in full!)

Hua Twelve put the invitation aside. Now there were posts from Sijiu City inviting him to the banquet every day, so he didn't take it to heart. If Marshal Cao hadn't been in charge of the defense of the capital and was in charge of the military power, he would have praised him. He didn't want to go to this dinner party.

He didn't take it to heart, but others were envious of him. Na Kun picked up the post with a smile, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile:
"Marshuai Cao is now one of the top figures in Forty-Nine City. For the dinner parties held by his old man, only reputable people like Boss Cheng and Boss Hong can receive the notice!"

After finishing his envy, he sighed sadly: "Hey, I think our family was prosperous when the Qing Dynasty was still there, but since the Qing Dynasty fell, we old people and young people have become unworthy. I can only manage this low-level business!"

After saying this, several pairs of eyes in the main room stared at him. Na Kun reacted instantly and slapped his mouth twice:
"Look at my mouth, you are all blaming me. This is the Republic of China. I am still unrealistic. I dream back to the Qing Dynasty and think back to the time when I was domineering. Now we are the three peoples. Everyone is equal. How can I be so mean? Ah, right? In foreign terms, what we do is called art!"

Na Kun was worthy of being welcomed and sent off. He was an exquisite figure. He completed the scene with one sentence. Several opera singers in the main room burst into laughter. They liked to hear the word "art".

Hua Twelve smiled and said: "There is no such thing as low-life. It's all about living. Those who divide people into three, six or nine grades are the real low-life. The old man's saying of 'everyone is equal' is very good. Although he is a great painter, But at least there is hope. One day, three or four out of ten of them will be realized, and the people will be able to live a stable life!"

The situation has been turbulent since the late Qing Dynasty, and wars have been going on for years. Hua Shiyi talked about a stable life, and everyone felt a little sad. Duan Xiaolou, Monk, and Lai Zi all lost their parents in this troubled world. They couldn't help but sigh when they heard this. :

"If there ever comes a day when we can live a peaceful life without fighting, then I will be satisfied."

Hua Twelve sneered at this. People's hearts are so weak that snakes swallow elephants. When future generations stop fighting and people live a stable life, aren't there still some people who will be dissatisfied on the Internet? When people live happily, they will never He feels happy because he thinks he could be happier. Um, I digress.

"Ouch!"

Na Kun held Marshal Cao's invitation, pointed at it and said to Hua Twelve and Er Erhong:

"Gentlemen, it says that this is a Western-style cocktail party, and you are required to bring a female companion. There is also a dress code. Guests are required to wear dresses."

Hua Twelve frowned slightly, putting aside the request of his female companion, what the hell is wearing a dress?

He and Er Erhong looked at each other, and they both guessed what the other was thinking from the eyes of the other. What else could I do if I just wore a robe? They had a tacit understanding and smiled at each other.

Hua Twelve Chao Gong Er said: "I want to bring a female companion. How about accompanying me?"

Gong Er shook his head simply: "You know I don't like that kind of occasion!"

Hua Twelve knew this. In the later period of the 'World of Grandmasters', his family's property was getting bigger and bigger. When he was in the UK, he was invited to attend royal banquets. In Hong Kong, he was a must-invite to the Governor's banquet.

At that time, Gong Er accompanied him to a banquet, and he was arrogant with those noble ladies. As time went by, Gong Er felt disgusted and didn't want to go if there was another banquet like this.

Hua Twelve did not force himself at that time, and he is still the same now. He was about to say that he would not go, but before he could say anything, Bean Girl Yanhong pushed Xiangyun out:

"If the palace girl doesn't want to go, you can take Xiangyun girl with you. In two years, you should admit her into your house. It's just the right time to take her out to see things and show off in front of outsiders!"

Xiangyun's cheeks were red, and his hands were rubbing the corners of his clothes.

Just when Hua Twelve was about to refuse, he heard Gong Er say: "My lord, just take Xiangyun with you, so that someone can take care of you!"

Hua Twelve is speechless. Taking this little girl is like an adult taking care of a child. Which one of us will take care of the other?

But seeing Gong Er's gentle eyes, Hua Twelve instantly lost his temper and nodded: "Okay, but girl Yun, please don't run around, I don't have time to take care of you!"

Xiangyun bared his teeth: "Who wants you to take care of me? Sister Gong is right, I can take care of you just fine!"

Hua Twelve turned to look at Er Erhong: "I have a female companion, what should you do?"

Er Erhong thought for a while: "I plan to go to Bai Niu, she must like that kind of occasion!"

Bai Niu was the daughter of Chunhe's class leader whom she met when she was singing at Eunuch Zhang's house, and she was also their little crush.

Over the years, Bai Niu often came to Guanghe Building to listen to their operas. Of course, she was the kind who listened backstage and got tickets. As time went by, she became a good friend.

Hua Twelve looked at Er Erhong with some suspicion: "Junior Brother Hong, you and Bai Niu?"

Er Erhong's face turned red in a rare way: "Brother, don't talk nonsense, I have already made an engagement at home!"

The corners of Hua Twelve's mouth became wider and wider, and he said with a smile: "Junior brother, have you ever heard a sentence? Explanation is just a cover-up!"

Others also looked at Er Erhong with the fire of gossip in their eyes, and even Bean Girl asked: "Hong boy, you are not really in love with Bai Niu, are you?"

Er Erhong waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, don't think blindly!"

Seeing that Boss Hong, who had always been as quiet as water, suddenly felt at a loss. Everyone still didn't know what was going on, so they all looked at him teasingly, looking at him playfully.

Er Erhong couldn't bear it, so she stood up and said, "Brother, I'm leaving first. Let's talk later!"

Everyone saw that he was so thin-faced, so although it was funny, they stopped teasing him.

But Hua Twelve said seriously: "Bainiu is a pretty girl. She is from a theater troupe and is a perfect match for you. She is willing to come and be your concubine. If you have her in your heart, go and propose a marriage before you leave and take her back to Changsha." !”

Er Erhong paused for a moment and thought for a moment: "Brother, let me think about it carefully!"

After speaking, he walked outside.

Hua Twelve knew that there was a "girl" in Yuehong's family who had known her since childhood and was his childhood sweetheart. Now that he had fallen in love with Bai Niu, there must be a conflict between heaven and man in his heart, and he felt that his feelings for the girl were not pure.

He shook his head. Hey, Junior Brother Hong is still not mature enough. Only children make choices. Of course adults want them all. Hua Twelve thought that if Er Erhong couldn't figure it out, he would give him some advice and let him finally have a lover. Dependents.

In the blink of an eye, two days later, two latest black Buick cars of this era, one behind the other, parked in front of Marshal Cao's military governor's mansion.

Cao's Mansion is a small Western-style building with a garden in front of the door. The housekeeper has been waiting in front of the door to greet the guests who come for the dinner.

Seeing the car stop, the old housekeeper quickly asked two servants to come forward and open the door. In the car in front, Hua Twelve stepped out of the car and took a seat. He was wearing a snow-white traditional gown today, with a black bamboo on his chest. Chic and romantic.

In the next car, Er Yue Hong also got out of the car and straightened up. Boss Hong was wearing a bright red gown as usual today, with moire patterns of peonies embroidered on the chest, which was gorgeous and elegant.

After the two got out of the car, they looked at each other and smiled, then turned around and stretched out their hands at the same time. A jade hand was stretched out from both cars and placed on the man's hand. Xiangyun and Bai Niu, who were wearing colorful brocade cheongsam, both looked a little uneasy. got out of the car with an expression on his face.

As soon as they got out of the car, the two women saw each other. With a cry, they let go of the man and ran to a place. One shouted: "Xiangyun!" The other shouted in surprise: "Bainiu!"

The two looked at each other again and said in unison: "You look so beautiful today!"

Hua Twelve was helpless. He walked over and reminded: "Okay, you are all good-looking and smile like flowers. Let's go quickly. There is a traffic jam behind us!"

The two women turned around and saw that there were other vehicles waiting to attend the banquet behind them.The two women seemed to have thought of the purpose of their visit, and each of them blushed. They quickly returned to their male partner and shyly held his arm in a posture that had been rehearsed for a long time.

Hua Twelve and Er Erhong walked to the housekeeper and handed over their invitations.

The old housekeeper came from the south with Governor Cao. He didn't know the details of Boss Cheng, so he felt a little unhappy when he saw that the two of them didn't wear dresses as required for the dinner.

When he opened the invitation again, he saw that these two people were actually opera singers. He immediately darkened his face and scolded:
"Why should the opera singers go through the main entrance? Go around here and take the side entrance. Don't wander around if you have nothing to do. Wait for the opera singers. My boss is hosting a banquet for guests today. If you bump into an honored guest, be careful with your heads!"

Hua Twelve and Er Yuehong were both calm. Before they could speak, Xiangyun and Bai Niu exploded:

"What are you talking about? We are the guests invited by your commander-in-chief!"

The butler smiled coldly: "Dignified guest? He's just an opera singer. How dare you call yourself a distinguished guest, a low-class person?"

He ordered to the left and right: "If anyone is making trouble, arrest them first. Don't let them disturb other guests!"

At that moment, the servants from the surrounding Marshal's Mansion were about to rush forward and arrest him.

Hua Twelve turned sideways slightly and nodded. At this time, his car had not yet driven away. Wang Shuangquan, who was driving for him, came down wearing a military uniform, pulled out a box cannon, and fired a shot into the sky.

There was a gunshot, and the scene became silent for a moment, and a woman's frightened scream could be heard in the distance.

Wang Shuangquan strode forward, and with the butler's confused eyes, he put the muzzle of his gun on the latter's forehead:
"If you dare to touch Boss Cheng, I will kill your whole family!"

The corners of Hua Twelve's eyes twitched. He just signaled to Wang Shuangquan, hoping that he would come down and explain his identity. He just wanted to talk a little bit. He didn't want to show off and slap him in the face, but he didn't expect that this guy who looked young would... This young man who is usually honest and honest turns out to be so hasty when doing things.

But after thinking about it, I was relieved. Fengjun was all born with a beard. Even if he later established a military school, it was full of gangsterism. Wang Shuangquan clearly inherited the tradition of Fengjun. He drew his gun when he saw him move, and later generations It feels so similar to what you are looking at, what you are looking at, and then trying you again.

The sound of a gunshot also alerted the Revolutionary Army guards at Marshal Cao's house. Several men on guard rushed over with guns and pointed their spears at Wang Shuangquan. However, perhaps because of the military uniform he was wearing, they did not fire immediately. A small leader shouted road:

"Which part, put down the gun immediately!"

When Hua Twelve heard the man ask "which part", he had the urge to call the Eighth L Army Military Work Team, but luckily he resisted.

Wang Shuangquan shouted loudly: "The driver's squad leader of the Marshal's Mansion, Wang Shuangquan!"

The butler whose head he pressed was so frightened that he peed his pants at first, and his pants were dripping down. At this time, one of his own people rushed up to him, and he regained the courage and retorted:

"Nonsense, we don't have you in the Governor's Mansion!"

Wang Shuangquan poked the housekeeper with his gun: "Who said the Governor's Mansion? I'm talking about the Northeast Army Commander's Mansion!"

At this time, Marshal Cao and many people also came out of the small foreign-style building. Seeing the tense scene in front of his house, his face suddenly darkened. The dinner party hosted by Marshal Cao actually went so far as to use a gun. This was a slap in his face. .

"what's going on?"

Marshal Cao came over and was about to get angry, but at a glance he saw Hua Twelve and Er Erhong standing with their hands behind their backs, and he quickly smiled and said:
“Boss Cheng’s great presence brings great splendor to my Governor’s Mansion!”

Hua Twelve said calmly: "Sir Cao, you're welcome!"

After speaking, he waved his hand towards Wang Shuangquan: "Don't be arrogant in front of Chief Cao, put your gun away!"

Seeing that he was a little cold, Marshal Cao immediately understood that the matter in front of him must be related to Hua Twelve, and quickly asked his housekeeper what happened.

The old housekeeper hadn't seen the formality clearly yet. When he saw his master coming, he immediately complained: "Master, they are making trouble. These two opera singers are not wearing dresses. I told them that the opera singer should go through the side door, and they started to take action."

Hua Twelve pretended to be surprised and said: "We Chinese are on our own territory and wear our own clothes, so why aren't we allowed in? Besides, I am an upright person, so why aren't we allowed in through the main entrance?"

Marshal Cao still didn't understand what was going on, so he slapped the old butler to the ground: "You bastard, Boss Cheng, you can't stop me, why don't you apologize quickly!"

The housekeeper now knew that he was kicking the iron slab. These two opera singers were not something he could afford to offend. He quickly stood up and apologized:
"Boss Cheng is a lot of money, this boss is a lot of money, it's because I'm blind, it's because I look down on others!"

Hua Twelve waved his hand: "Forget it, just pay attention next time. The clothes of our own nation have been high-end since ancient times. Why can't we go somewhere? We must not worship foreigners!"

Marshal Cao asked curiously: "What does it mean to be tall?"

“High-end, grand and classy!”

Marshal Cao's eyes lit up: "Wonderful!"

After he praised it, he explained: "I didn't consider this matter properly. My daughter came back from studying abroad and she liked these foreign things. She was the one who made that invitation. Hey, I'm just a daughter, so I can't do it." I can’t hit or scold you, I can only pamper you, please forgive me, Boss Cheng!”

As he spoke, Marshal Cao smiled and looked at Wang Shuangquan, who was standing upright at the side: "Who is this brother?"

Wang Shuangquan paid a military salute to Marshal Cao: "Sir, Wang Shuangquan, the driver's squad leader of the Northeast Army stationed in the Marshal's Mansion in Sijiu City, is under the command of the Marshal to personally protect Boss Cheng!"

The corner of Hua Twelve's mouth twitched. He had been correcting the word "close to body" for two years, but he still couldn't change it. Why are you shouting so loudly?

Marshal Cao's eyes moved: "It turns out that we are brothers from the Northeast Army. Now we are all a family. Don't worry. During the next period of time, leave Boss Cheng to me. I guarantee that nothing will go wrong!"

Wang Shuangquan stood at attention and saluted: "Yes!" Originally, he was going to drive to the side to wait, but he stopped immediately, got in the car and left.

Marshal Cao welcomed Hua Twelve and his party into the mansion. After entering, Hua Twelve found out that the so-called dinner party was an open Western cocktail party, where all the celebrities from all walks of life in the capital were socializing and chatting with wine glasses in their hands.

As soon as they came in, someone suddenly shouted: "Boss Cheng and Hong are here!"

In an instant, as the superstars of this era, Hua Twelve and Er Yuehong were enveloped in everyone's gaze. The next moment, most people came over to greet them.

After greeting the familiar faces one by one, Marshal Cao waved and called over a girl with short hair and a dress, and introduced: "This is the little girl Cao Yun, and the daughter is the famous Chinese Cheng Dieyi, Boss Cheng and Yue Yue Boss Honghong, please stay closer to me from now on,"

Unexpectedly, Cao Yun would not give him any face at all: "Dad, I am not interested in Peking opera. On the contrary, I am more interested in Western opera!"

Hua Twelve raised his eyebrows. This young lady who looked like Qingxia seemed to be somewhat hostile to him.

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