Murong Yao's eyes were sharp and his hands were fast. He grabbed the thing that flew over. When he saw that it was a cooling cushion for a seat, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A series of giggles came from the front, followed by a woman's pleasant voice."I haven't seen you for three years.”Murong Xiao raised his head and saw a mature girl's face that was so beautiful that it could not be compared to anything else. Murong Yao was a little dazed and tried to call out,"Sister." "Hahaha," he laughed."How come you can't even recognize your own sister?"”
Murong Yao sighed. This sister of his should be 17 years old now. In the past three years, she was a young girl. She had changed a lot when she was older. The most important change was that the beauty in front of her was tall, mature, and confident. Her sister was wearing a pair of breeches, which accentuated her curvaceous figure. It completely overturned Murong Yao's image of his sister.
Looking at Murong Yao's blank gaze, the other party was a little proud." Is Sister prettier than before?”
Murong Yao couldn't help but nod.
Murong Yao's elder sister was called Murong Xi, four years older than him. Three years ago, the siblings went to Nanjing to study. Murong Yao went to Nanjing National University, while Murong Xi went to Mary Church's girls 'high school, a girls' high school run by the Christian Church. Although the siblings studied in the same city for three years, the two of them actually did not meet once. Every year during the Spring Festival and summer break, Murong Xi had to go back to Qingyang for a holiday, while Murong Yao did not go home even once in the past three years. The two of them were actually not far from each other in Nanjing. Murong Yao's school was behind the ruins of the Ming Palace, close to the wall of Houzaimen Fugui Mountain. That place was once the Ming Dynasty's imperial army camp. Murong Yi's school was to the east of the drum tower, close to Jiming Temple. It was a good place to calm down in the midst of chaos.
"You don't even miss home. To think that I protected you so much when you were young. It's been two months since the school holidays, and you've only just returned.”
"We haven't seen each other for three years. Shouldn't we hug?”
Murong Yao's heart felt warm. When he was young, his relationship with his sister should have been very good. His sister had always protected him. However, when he saw the surging waves in front of him, he sighed and said," Forget it!”
"When did you get home?"
"I came back as soon as the school holidays started. I was suffocated to death. Other than the Wenhua professional classes, those body classes, and lady classes, the nannies in the school were all perverted old virgins. They nagged and puffed out their chests, raised their heads, and lifted their buttocks all day long, driving people crazy.”Murong Chi was sitting on the armchair, completely disregarding his image.
"By the way, Sis, what's your major?”
" You don't know about medical studies?"
Murong Yao rubbed his nose and thought to himself, Indeed, I don't know. When Shi Guang found out, she went to Nanjing to study at a girls 'high school.
"Oh, right. Sis, I have something for you.”Murong Yao took out a box from his bag.
Murong Chi took a look and saw that it was a small dressing box. It was an exquisite lacquer dressing box with golden patterns on the surface. Murong Chi played with it lovingly. He shook the box and there was a sound. There should be something inside."How do I open it?"
"There are three buttons on the side of the box."
Murong Lin pressed the first button, and the lid of the jewelry box popped open. Inside the lid was an exquisite small mirror, and inside the box was a pair of jade bracelets. Murong Lin picked it up and looked at it under the light, muttering,"It's an ice type. No, no, no, it might be a glass type. This is good stuff.”She pressed the last two buttons, and two small drawers popped out. One of them contained a string of red sandalwood prayer beads, and the other drawer contained four hairpins. They were all gold, inlaid with gems and agate, and two of them were even buyao.
Murong Chi happily closed the box." Thanks!”With that, she took it and went back to her room.
"Wait!" Murong Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This sister was smart and beautiful, but she was really crazy. She actually didn't ask him, a little scholar, where these expensive things came from. Women were indeed sentimental. When they saw beautiful jewelry, they couldn't put it down.
"I said I'll give you a jewelry box, but I didn't say I'll give you the things inside!”
"What's wrong? Are you asking me to buy a fish for a pearl?" Murong Chi's gaze was a little threatening.
"Forget it, forget it!" Murong Yao waved his hand and said," There are only a few women in the house. Give the Buddha beads to Grandma. Pick two for Mom. The rest are yours."”
" That's more like it." After saying that, she prepared to return to her room gracefully.
Wait, I haven't eaten yet."
Go to the kitchen and look for it yourself. Father hasn't come back yet, so keep it all."
"Where are Mom and Grandma?"
"I've eaten. They're all in the temple hall behind.”
Murong Chi walked to the door and suddenly turned around.""Aiya, I forgot. I've taken everything. What about your two little girlfriends?”
Murong Yao waved his hand." It's all child's play. It can't be taken seriously!"”
"You don't take it seriously? Father and mother were very tight!”
"Those things in your hand are for women. Can a little girl play with them? Hurry up and take it away before I regret it!”
"'Hee, hee!"
Murong Yao had dinner. His father had not returned yet, so he went to the back hall to visit his grandmother. His grandfather had passed away a few years ago, and his grandmother had been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha. Murong Qingshan was a filial son, so he built a temple hall for his mother in the back hall. Usually, he ate and lived at the back. His mother probably had dinner with the old man.
"Grandma." In front of the old lady, Murong Yao was an obedient baby.
Seeing her only grandson, the old lady beamed with joy.
"Come and sit beside Grandma!"
His mother, Yang Yunyue, was also there. Seeing her son becoming more and more promising, she was also happy, but her words were unforgiving."The school has long been on holiday. Pin 'er has been back for two months. Why are you only home today?”
Murong Yao was about to answer when Murong Lin's voice came from outside the room,""Is Little Yao here? Father is back and is calling for you in the study.”
Yang Yunyue waved her hand." Go on, go on. When you come back, just stay at home for a few days. Don't disappear again."”
Murong Yao greeted his grandmother and turned to leave the back hall.
Murong Qing Shan looked like a scholar. His skin was fair and his clothes were neat. When he saw his son enter, he said casually,"Have a seat. Why did you only come home today?”
" I didn't feel it before, but I realized it after I went to university. Other than attending classes in the church, the best way to learn is to study outside the classroom. Reading books in the school library is the best way to learn knowledge. The school is about to move to the southwest. I wanted to read more books while the library was still there. Such opportunities will be hard to come by in the future, so I delayed it for a while.”
Murong Qing Shan knew his son's ability. He had a photographic memory since he was young. When his son was three years old, Murong Qing Shan wanted to give his son a three-character classic to enlighten him. Who knew that after reading it once, his son would remember it. Murong Qing Shan didn't believe it, so he found the Thousand Character Essay, Hundred Family Surnames, and Prodigy Poetry. Who knew that he would pass them all once before Murong Qing Shan officially took them seriously. Murong Qing Shan found the primary school language and arithmetic textbooks. Thus, at home, the father taught him as he pleased, and the son learned as he pleased. In two years, Murong Yao had actually learned most of the primary school curriculum. When he was six years old, Murong Qingshan felt that he couldn't let his son learn at home so casually, so he enrolled him in primary school first. Who knew that only a week after school started, the teachers came to find him one after another. Your son is too monstrous, and they all said that they couldn't teach him anymore. Murong Qingshan had no choice but to go to the school to find the principal and tell him about his son's situation. The principal also scratched his head and said, how about this? Let's give him a comprehensive examination and let him study in whichever grade he reaches? Who would have thought that such a test would result in a child prodigy? The knowledge of primary school could not keep him. The principal cupped his hands at Murong Qingshan and suggested that he go straight to secondary school. Murong Qingshan worked in the county government and was considered an official. He was the principal of Qingyang Middle School. When he heard Murong Qingshan's introduction, he was a little skeptical. He took another entrance examination for Murong Yao and the results of the examination made everyone's jaws drop. The six-year-old Murong Yao went straight to the second year of junior high school. After that, Murong Qingshan gave his son a good scolding at home. He told his son that he couldn't spoil his studies by pulling up seedlings. He had to sit down and study hard. Murong Yao then remembered his father's teachings and finished the rest of the school year step by step. When he was ten years old, he was admitted to Nanjing National University. He was also the best student in Qingyang Middle School that year.
Looking at his childish son, Murong Qingshan was filled with emotions,""You just came from Nanjing. What do you think of the current war and the current situation in the country?”
Murong Yao thought for a moment." I'm not optimistic about the battle in Shanghai. The battle has already been going on for a month. Although they are still at loggerheads, China's defeat has already been revealed.”
"Why do you say that?"
"Because the five strongest troops of the Chinese government are all in the Shanghai battlefield. These are also the only five strong troops under Old Jiang's command. The three German Machinists are the best instructors and the best equipment in the National Government's army. The Central Teaching Corps was actually an officer division. They were all officers who graduated from military schools. If a country's army had all the middle and low-level officers, could it still become a strong army? As for the Eight Nations Bank's tax police corps, they were Old Song's private army and had good stuff in their hands. If these five armies could not stop them, could they still count on the warlords and miscellaneous troops? If Shanghai was lost, Nanjing would be in danger!”
"I heard that Old Jiang is asking the League of Nations to mediate.”
"That's even more unreliable."
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it, what is the League of Nations? They were all superpowers. From the Opium War to the Eight-Nation Alliance, and then to the 1894 - 1895 War, they were everywhere. China was a piece of fat meat that everyone wanted to take a bite of. Why would they come to mediate? Even if he said a few words in a dignified manner, he was afraid that the Japanese would take it all for themselves. They would not be able to get a share of the pie. Old Jiang was also muddle-headed. He would even fantasize about such a thing as asking a tiger for its skin. This was a daydream!”
Hearing Murong Yao's words, Murong Qingshan instantly sobered up a lot. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Nowadays, the people in the country were probably dreaming more than those who were sober. After a hundred twists and turns, Murong Qingshan felt that he had no more questions to ask his son.
Suddenly, Murong Qing Shan asked a question that even he couldn't think of,""Then what do you think China should do?”
Murong Yao thought for a moment and spat out a few words,""Space for time!"
"You mean to give up Nanjing and Shanghai?”
"Yes! The Celestial Empire was so big. They could only preserve their main forces and effective forces to resist. They could drag the Japanese to their deaths on this piece of land and wear them down bit by bit. It was not feasible to expect to resist the enemy outside the country. However, these are all questions that the National Government and Old Jiang should consider. It's useless for us to say anything. We should still consider it. What should we do if the Japanese attack our Qingyang?”
"Come with me to your Uncle Niu's place tomorrow afternoon. Your Uncle Wei will be there too. Tell them what you think and listen to their opinions.”
"Oh, right. Father, I'll give you something.”After that, Murong Yao went to his room and took it over. Murong Qingshan took a look and saw that it was a paper fan. To be precise, it was a lacquer fan.”
"Is it Japanese?" Murong Qing Shan knew his stuff.
"I got it by accident. There's a button beside it.”Murong Qing Shan pushed with his fingers. Suddenly, two sharp blades shot out from the springs on the left and right sides of the fan ribs. Murong Qingshan was shocked.
"Take it for self-defense." After he finished speaking, Murong Yao turned around and left.
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