The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 184

On the high stage, the light yellow light poured out like a waterfall from the dome of the sky, and landed on the Huadan who pinched the fan dancing sleeves. I saw the beautiful faces of the actors on the stage with red, white and white powders on their faces, and their every move followed the light. sang the libretto.

On the balcony on the second floor, the young man was wearing a large cloak, and his face was surrounded by smooth and shiny sable hair. The expression on his face was unrealistic. There was an unhealed wound on his forehead, and he was tied with a white bandage , his eyes are like the light of a beast peeking out from a dark cave, and his thin lips are as red as blood. When he takes a sip of wine, he gives people the illusion that a wizard who has been hiding in the deep mountains and wild forests for many years is drinking blood.

It is integrated with the dark environment, and if you look over and over again, there is a dark and charming style of spiders weaving silk and webs.

The other man sitting next to him was wearing a light-colored bowler hat, obliquely covering half of his face, and he could only see a stern jawline and a smile evoked by a lighter lip color. While playing with a deck of cards, the cards fluttered continuously at his fingertips but could not deviate from his hand, like a living butterfly bound by an invisible thin thread.

"...Everything is going according to plan." The young man glanced at the card player, sized him up, and said, "You won't go back on your word, will you?"

The card player sneered, and instead of taking his words, he said, "It's a good thing he treats you so well, you are so cruel."

"Aren't you the same?" The young man snorted with a sarcasm, they were all half-assed people.

"...Forcing him to make a decision, aren't you afraid that he will hate you when he finds out?" said the card player.

"He won't know."

The young man took a sip, thought for a while, and then said slowly, "Even if he knows, it's not that bad."

"Don't hurt him." The card player clicked his tongue, but couldn't help but warn him before leaving.

"This has nothing to do with you." The young man drank all the wine in the flagon, but there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

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Shen house.

"Miss Zhuang, please drink tea." The housekeeper Liang Bo brought a cup of hot scented tea and placed it in front of Zhuang Xiaoxiao's low table.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao smiled, and said thank you generously.

The butler, Liang Bo, smiled kindly. He admired this young woman wearing a camel-colored overcoat and a felt hat of the same color. She had changed a lot from the previous student with two braids. It is more pleasing to the eye than before.

"Miss Zhuang, sit down for a while, the third young master will be back soon."

As soon as the butler, Uncle Liang, finished speaking, there was a sound outside the door, like the sound of wind shaking snow and shards of ice.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

Shen Qingchuan came back from outside just now, his black hair was still stained with frost, exhaled white mist, his smile was like rouge flowers, the blush was light, as beautiful as sunset glow splashed with ink, he was wearing a camel-colored overcoat, a black scarf around his neck, and a few scarves on his shoulders. grains of snow.

Shen Qingchuan patted the snow on Luo's shoulders. He visited several Hope Primary Schools he had funded before, looked at the children's basic necessities of life, bought them a few carts of cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers, quilts, and some food.

When Zhuang Xiaoxiao saw him, she bent her lips slightly, smiled at each other, picked up the brown paper bag in hand, and said, "Qiudu, he is going back to his hometown tomorrow, here are some materials he asked me to bring to you."

"So fast?" Shen Qingchuan couldn't hide his surprise on his face, he thought that Leng Qiu would come back to his hometown after he passed Xiao Han.

After receiving the kraft paper bag, he untied the cotton rope wrapped around the round paper, and seeing the neat and orderly handwriting on the paper that looked like printed characters, Shen Qingchuan said, "It's also thanks to him taking the trouble to sort out this information."

These are all medical materials. Leng Qiudu visited famous doctors one by one to collect and sort out the interview manuscripts, and then sent the compiled manuscripts to the director of Maria Hospital for careful review, and then edited this material. It is very rare.

Shen Qingchuan still wanted to stay with Zhuang Xiaoxiao for dinner, but Zhuang Xiaoxiao couldn't avoid it and wanted to rush back.

Shen Qingchuan was afraid that the snowy road would be difficult and it would be difficult to hire a rickshaw in the severe cold, so he asked the housekeeper to arrange a car to take Zhuang Xiaoxiao back.

The dinner was prepared by Shen's mother. In order to let the eldest grandma of the Shen family concentrate on her pregnancy, Shen's mother specially ordered people not to disturb her, and set aside a small kitchen to cook tonics. Ye Shaohua could eat whatever he wanted.

Pregnant women tend to be lethargic, and the young lady of the Shen family is still taking a nap upstairs.

It's just that the number of people seated for dinner tonight is half that of yesterday, and Old Man Shen, who was sitting in the main seat, looked worried, and asked in a deep voice, "Where's Keer?"

"The young master went to pick up the young master. It snowed again in the evening, and the Huali Road was blocked by snow. It will take a while before we can come back," the servant said.

"Where's Yifan?" Mr. Shen said slowly after taking a sip of the soup.

"Second Young Master went to Young Master Li's birthday party last night. He drank too much and rested outside. I'll call Young Master Li again." The servant said.

As for the sixth son, Shen Baojun, he reported to Mr. Shen at noon today, saying that the school club had rehearsal activities and would be back later.

Hearing the servant's answer, Mr. Shen snorted, and Mrs. Shen next to him helped to persuade him, saying, "Children are just like birds outside. When they grow up, they like to fly outside. When it's dark and hungry, they will naturally come back." Don't worry about it, too."

Old Mr. Shen has a bad appetite, so after eating two bowls of rice, he asked his servant to help him upstairs to rest. Only Mrs. Shen, the two sisters of the Shen family, and Shen Qingchuan were left at the dinner table.

Mrs. Shen glanced at the foreign clock hanging on the wall. At this time, the hands were pointing to seven o'clock. It was already dark, and no one else came back. She also felt a little worried in her heart. She looked outside and said, "It's all here. What time is it, the dishes are cold, why haven't they come back?"

"Mom, don't worry, they will be back in a while, or put the dishes in the kitchen to steam first, and they will have a mouthful of hot food when they come back." Shen Qingchuan said in relief.

"Alright." Mrs. Shen was about to order the servants to bring the dishes to the back kitchen.

The butler, Liang Bo, passed by, leaned over to Shen Qingchuan's side, and said in a low voice, "Third Young Master, come here."

Shen Qingchuan put down the bowls and chopsticks, and, facing everyone's gaze, walked to a small cubicle next to the housekeeper, Uncle Liang, and asked, "Uncle Liang, what happened?"

"Third young master, you will know it after reading this letter." The housekeeper took out a letter, and the envelope was stained with blood.

When Shen Qingchuan saw the bloodstains, his heart skipped a beat. A bad premonition surged like black clouds. He took the letter, opened it, read ten lines at a glance, and said, "...prepare 1000 million For the ransom, go to Dongpu Wharf. Otherwise, the hostages will be torn apart, and an arm will be cut off one day later... Signed by Huo Dalong."

Shen Qingchuan's face turned completely pale in an instant, and his heart felt as if he had fallen into icy water. He forced himself to remain calm, and said, "Who sent the letter."

"The servant saw the driver lying in the car outside the gate, unconscious, his wrist was cut off neatly with a knife, and a letter was tied." The butler Liang Bo was shocked when he saw the driver was half dead, and hurriedly called It was sent to the hospital.

"What should the third young master do now? The eldest young master, the second young master, and the young master Ozawa have all been kidnapped. Do you want to call the police and call the police?" the butler Liang Bo asked.

"No, they said that if they call the police, they will tear up all the hostages." Shen Qingchuan didn't dare to risk the lives of his relatives, turned around and said.

"You ask someone to prepare 1000 million cash overnight. If it's not enough, you can send someone to report my name to Yinghua Bank and Tianbao Bank after I get a passbook." Shen Qingchuan said, his funds and Guan Boya funds are held together in the same account.

"Third young master, do you want me to go to the shop and call a few guys over?" said the housekeeper, Uncle Liang.

"No, Huo Dalong is cruel. He said in his letter that he was only allowed to go alone. If there was one more person, he would cut off one of Xiaoze's fingers." Shen Qingchuan said.

Shen Qingchuan paced back and forth, thought for a while, and said, "Call Yuhua Mansion and see if Third Young Mistress is at home?"

Guan Boya said a few days ago that he would go out to other provinces, Shen Qingchuan was holding out hope, if Guan Boya was still in Bohai City, at least there was someone he could talk to.

"In addition, don't tell the old lady about this matter, and don't tell anyone else. Wait until I come back tomorrow."

Now the only pillar of the family is Shen Qingchuan. The housekeeper, Liang Bo, has no idea what to do. Seeing Shen Qingchuan's calm and orderly arrangements, he found the backbone at once, and he said yes.

If this matter is told to Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen, they will not be able to accept the news, and if they become ill all of a sudden, the entire Shen residence will fall into chaos.

When Shen Qingchuan returned to the dinner table, everyone looked at him, and he said in a joking tone, "Why are you all looking at me?"

The concern in Shen's mother's eyes remained undiminished, and she didn't know if she had eaten too much, but her heart was throbbing.

"It's Bo Ya who wrote in a while, saying that he misses me."

"So that's how it is. Just now Zhen Fei ran to find you and came back without saying a word. I thought something was wrong." Mrs. Shen said with a smile.

Shen Qingchuan cast a sideways glance at Shen Zhenfei calmly, seeing that she was hesitant to speak, he opened his mouth to say something.

Shen Qingchuan quietly turned sideways and gestured to her, signaling her not to say anything.

Shen Qingchuan had a smile on his face, and his smile was like a soft and gentle spring breeze, and he said, "He just asked me in the letter if I was warm enough to wear, and also said that he would bring you some mink fur coats."

As soon as Shen Qingchuan said this, except for Shen Zhenfei, everyone else had smiles on their faces. Shen's mother said, "You young couples are very loving. Although you haven't formally married, you have both published a statement in the newspaper. Why don't you accept it?" He came to the Shen residence."

"I haven't formally paid homage to the hall yet, but he is embarrassed when I pick him up." Shen Qingchuan said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Shen was relieved and ready to go upstairs to rest. Shen Xinsu supported her and went upstairs with her to have some thoughtful words.

As soon as they left, seeing that Shen Qingchuan was going upstairs to go back to the study, Shen Zhenfei stood up, with tears in her eyes, and shouted, "Third brother!"

"I heard everything!" Shen Zhenfei said.

"What, did you hear everything?" Shen Baojun came back from the outside, wearing a black student uniform and a hat on his head.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Zhenfei and Shen Qingchuan confronting each other, Shen Zhenfei had tears in his eyes, and Shen Qingchuan didn't say a word.

Shen Baojun's eyes moved back and forth between the two, and he leaned closer and said, "Did you quarrel?"

Seeing that the sixth younger brother Shen Baojun came back safely, Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Did any accident happen to you on the way?"

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