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Chapter 33

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    As more and more evidence was found in the bedroom, Tang Ping had the urge to immediately drag the young marshal back to deal with it.

    When he found a small pornographic manuscript from the secret cabinet, he was stunned and completely confused.

    "Unfortunately, the guard camp is full of energetic young people, among whom there are also loyal readers of "Pin Bao". It is common for everyone to circulate pornographic articles to each other.

    He used time to calculate the time when the train would arrive in Shanghai. He called the front desk of Shanghai International Hotel in advance and left a message, waiting for Feng Qu to call back.

    Until nightfall, Lin¡¯s mother saw that he had been waiting for the phone call, like an infatuated girl waiting for her lover. She couldn¡¯t stand it, so she brought a bowl of chicken noodle soup over to him. He picked it up randomly and still refused to move.

    In the early hours of the morning, Tang Ping finally received a call from Feng Qu.

    With some drunkenness, he untied his tie, leaned on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table in the hotel room, found the most relaxed posture, and asked: "What did you find?"

    Gu Ming attends school on weekdays and has an indifferent relationship with the Gu family. If it is important, it should be hidden at home except in a bank safe.

    He is often away from home, and he almost never asks about her affairs, let alone go through women's things.

    Feng Qu decided to take a gamble and raided his home to see if the little girl had anything hidden.

    Facts have proved that he was right.

    Tang Ping on the other end of the phone hesitated for a long time before reporting the results of his search: "Young Marshal, my subordinates found a lot of manuscripts from my concubine's room"

    "Manuscript?" Feng Qu became interested and straightened up: "Diary? What is written in it?" Suddenly he thought, what if it said that she had no affection for him and Tang Ping saw it, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

    He is also a face-saving person.

    "Don't open it yet, wait until I come back and look at it."

    There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment. As if after a difficult psychological struggle, Tang Ping said: "Young Marshal, this is not a diary, but the manuscript of a novel and article."

    Feng Qu breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back relaxedly: "What kind of thing?"

    Tang Ping: "Young Marshal, do you still remember Mr. Rongcheng who wrote the article in "Endeavor"?"

    ¡°That activist who is very concerned about women¡¯s rights?¡±

    Tang Ping: "I found Mr. Rongcheng's manuscript in my concubine's room. It should be the first draft, with many traces of alteration. It is my concubine's handwriting." He also specially compared it with the handwriting in Gu Ming's textbook.

    Feng Qu was stunned for a moment, then stood up abruptly, almost pulling the landline off the table by the phone cord. His normally fast-moving brain was stuck at this moment - if Gu Ming collected the articles of Mr. Rongcheng, he would still be able to understand.  , but the manuscript of Master Rongcheng was found from her residence?

    He heard the conclusion he had inferred based on factual evidence: "You mean A Ming is Mr. Rongcheng?" While she was criticizing the shamelessness of men and the oppression of women by the entire society, from male dominance to patriarchy, she  Being his obedient concubine?

    Isn¡¯t this too ridiculous?  !

    "Judging from the first draft, the concubine is indeed Young Master Rongcheng!" Tang Ping also couldn't believe it, but with the evidence in front of him, he couldn't help but take chances and deny it.

    "Tang Ping, are you kidding?" Feng Qu took two steps forward and was pulled by the phone cord to stay in place. He felt that his brain was a little lacking: "False accusations against my concubine will not yield good results!" He would rather Gu Ming was a fool.  Silly little girl, she doesn¡¯t want to be a radical feminist.

    Tang Ping was standing respectfully at this moment, with a solemn look on his face, as if he was attending the highest meeting of the military government and was solely responsible for security. He frowned and carefully considered his words: "Young Marshal, I have no old grudges with my concubine. If the Marshal feels that the evidence is still good,  If it¡¯s not enough, after daybreak, my subordinates will go to the newspaper office to arrest Gong Xiyuan, I believe they can get the truth out of his mouth!¡±

    "Wait, don't touch Gong Xiyuan yet." Feng Qu woke up and hurriedly stopped him.

    The Gongxi family is quite influential. In addition to members of the clan who are engaged in the jewelry and textile business, the most famous one is Gongxishun. Under his name is a Zhongwei Shipping Company invested in Shanghai, as well as six ocean-going freighters with a total cargo tonnage of  With a capacity of more than 30,000 tons, it ranks fourth among all Chinese shipping companies today.

    But the first place is the state-owned enterprise of China Merchants Group, the second and third places are joint ventures, and Zhongwei Shipping is a wholly-owned private enterprise and is the well-deserved "ship king".  Gong Xishun was originally from Rongcheng. When he was young, he went out to pursue his career without relying on his family. He created a huge family business and had many close friends in politics and business. He had a wide network of contacts.

    Gong Xiyuan is his only son. This is the latest time.??The information found.

    Although Feng Qu came to Shanghai on a temporary basis, Feng had long been willing to cooperate with Zhongwei Steamship. How could he cooperate with Zhongwei Steamship without moving his only son?

    Tang Ping paused for a moment and said hesitantly: "Young Marshal, the matter of Young Master Rongcheng can be left to be confirmed by the Young Marshal when he comes back, but there is another matter"

    Feng Qu couldn't help but raise his voice: "There are more?" This girl seems to be wearing layers of masks. If one layer is peeled off, there will be another layer. Which one is the real her?

    ???????? Aggressive or well-behaved?

    He arrived in Shanghai today with Gu Ming. It might be her first time to go out for fun. She was in great spirits. She was like a happy bird along the way. She kept chirping and discussed everything she saw. If it weren't for her  He throws in a few wisecracks from time to time, and is no different from a country bumpkin who comes to the city.

    Although Feng Qu had some suspicions, he was infected by her joyful mood and felt that he was out of Rongcheng's environment. The relationship between the two of them was actually different. She seemed to have taken off her disguise and became lively and cute, and a little bit more  Little clever.

    The two freshened up in the hotel, had dinner, and went straight to Paramount.

    Gu Ming had never gone out to completely relax and have fun, and Feng Qu did it on purpose. He ordered a few bottles of foreign wine, got her extremely drunk, and carried her back to the hotel. She had already fallen into drunkenness.

    Now it seems that she is more than just smart?

    He gritted his teeth and thought: Someone who can write articles as well as Mr. Rongcheng can be called a great talent!

    "Tell me, what else is she hiding?" Feng Qu took a deep breath, ready to face all the truth.

    Tang Ping gritted his teeth and simply poured the beans into the bamboo tube, pouring them all out at once: "I also found the manuscript of "Pin Bao" Chen Yuan Ke."

    As busy as Feng Qu was, he did not have the habit of reading pornographic articles with his adjutants and guards in his spare time. Pinbao was not popular and avoided politically sensitive topics. It was completely outside the scope of the military government. He had also heard about it.  The name of this newspaper.

    "What it is?"

    "It's justa novel about adult men and women, which is widely circulated in the guard camp."

    Feng Qu understood instantly.

    He felt bad all over, and the veins on his forehead were beating uncontrollably. He wanted to rush into the bedroom, drag the intoxicated Gu Ming up and give her a beating, so that she could remember it.

    Tang Ping took a breath and thought to himself: The unlucky male protagonist Chen Yuanke wrote about last time wasn't he alluding to the young marshal, was he?

    He didn't dare to tell the young marshal this kind of speculation, so he could only express it euphemistically: "My subordinates will prepare a set of novels about Chen Yuan Ke for the young marshal. When the young marshal comes back from Shanghai, he will know after reading it himself." In order to get rid of him "  "Revenge against my concubine", he once again proposed: "I will arrest the editor-in-chief of "Pin Bao" early tomorrow morning. I believe I can get the truth out of him."

    Lu Liang, the editor-in-chief of "Pin Bao", does not have a deep background, so there is no pressure to arrest him.

    When Tang Ping circulated the serial novels in "Pin Bao" to his brothers in the Guard Camp, they all joked: "If reading the serial novels every day is not enough, why not capture the writers under Lu Liang and imprison them in the military government's prison?"  Here, let him finish writing as soon as possible!"

    Unexpectedly, this wish was about to come true with the permission of the young commander, but he could only interrogate it in person.

    Feng Qu ordered: "Just go to trial on this matter alone and don't let others know!"

    At this moment, Tang Ping's head was all in the scene of Chen Yuanke's novels. I always felt  I could no longer look directly at my aunt.

    He sympathized with the young marshal. He wondered what he thought after reading his concubine's masterpiece.

    Feng Qu never knew that just a suspicious thought and a random order could dig out so many secrets of Gu Ming.

    After putting down the phone, he walked around the room alone.

    The two of them lived in a suite, and the bedroom door was closed. He was like a trapped animal in the living room. Countless thoughts of punishing this little girl came to his mind, but from time to time, he would think of the sentences in Mr. Rongcheng's essays, each word was like a gun,  Hit the bullseye.

    Although Feng Qu did not write articles, he had the ability to appreciate things. He had also read a lot of articles written by various radicals that the military government paid close attention to. His ability to write articles that amazed many people and aroused repercussions was definitely not average. He must have  He has a profound understanding of the entire society, is sharp and sharp, and his writing style is sophisticated and admirable.

    He remembered the expression on Yin Zhenzhu¡¯s face when she showed him Mr. Rongcheng¡¯s article for the first time.

    Yin Zhenzhu, the number one socialite in Rongcheng, went abroad to study. She was a shining pearl in Rongcheng's upper class. She was admired by many noble gentlemen, but she was so fascinated by the article of Mr. Rongcheng that she said, "  "Mr. has spoken out for many women. If I could meet Mr. Rongcheng by chance, I would definitely benefit a lot."

    Feng Qu pushed open the bedroom door, heard her steady breathing, and fell asleep without any worries. The dim night light on the bedside table illuminated her sweet sleeping face. He suddenly didn't recognize this little girl.

    ¡ª¡ªIs this still the docile, obedient concubine who is obsessed with him?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)"I have been a voice for many women, and if I can meet Mr. Rongcheng by fate, I will definitely benefit a lot."

    Feng Qu pushed open the bedroom door, heard her steady breathing, and fell asleep without any worries. The dim night light on the bedside table illuminated her sweet sleeping face. He suddenly didn't recognize this little girl.

    ¡ª¡ªIs this still the docile, obedient concubine who is obsessed with him?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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