I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Yukiko Matsui came with great enthusiasm but left in great disappointment.

"To the City Hall."

Outside the Inoue residence, Yukiko Matsui slammed the car door and gave instructions to Eguchi who started the car.

Jiangkou Yize wanted to ask: Didn't you say you were going to the Army Hospital to look for Miss Sakurako? But when he thought of Matsui Yukiko's perversion, he quickly swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Ms. Xuezi, are you going to the City Hall to look for Wei Husheng?"

Jiangkou Yize was in charge of investigating Wei Miao's affairs these days. Naturally, he knew that Wei Miao had an uncle who worked as a lackey in the city hall following pro-Japanese people.

"Humph, as a dog of the empire, I should do some errands for my master."

When investigating Wei Miao, no one was more suitable than Wei Husheng.

I heard that Wei Husheng's son grew up with Wei Miao since childhood. It seems that she should take some time to meet the little boy.

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In Juhua Lane, on a sunny morning, a group of people gathered in the yard to chat and talk.

Two chubby cubs were sleeping in the small cradle beside Grandma Cui.

When adults speak too loudly, they smack their pink lips in protest.

Wait until the noise becomes quieter before going to sleep.

"Mr. Lu, let me tell you, you are not young anymore, it's time for you to be a father. If you don't think about yourself, you should think about Miss Feng. She followed you regardless of her reputation, so don't let her down."

Grandma Cui has now become accustomed to seeing the scarred Lu Pingsheng lying in the rocking chair. While showing off her grandson, she also advises him earnestly on the important matters in life.

Xu Ayu also hugged the extremely well-behaved Axi and echoed:

"That's right, if I remember correctly, you are 28 now. In two years, you will be a grandfather. As men age, their health deteriorates quickly. Soon, you will lose your appetite and sleep!"

Wei Miao, who was combing A Li's hair, paused. Xu A Yu's virtual age was too scary.

Brother Lu suddenly aged several years older for no reason. He always thought of himself as a handsome young man in the prime of life, but he never expected that he would become an old man prone to insomnia in the blink of an eye.

Lu Pingsheng caught a glimpse of Wei Miao's gloating expression and said:

"Aunt Ayu, Grandma Cui, at least Ala has a fiancée and Zhenzhen, and A Miao is a grown man now, it's time for him to find a wife."

The smile on Xu Ayu's face froze, but Granny Cui was in high spirits. The more she looked at Wei Miao, the more she liked him.

"Ayu, what kind of person do you want to find for A Miao?"

After asking this question, he asked Wei Miao, "Ah Miao, what kind of wife do you want to marry?"

Wei Miao said without thinking: "I want to marry someone as bold and capable as my mother."

When the others heard this, they burst into laughter, causing the baby in the crib to protest.

Xu Ayu came back to his senses, glared at Wei Miao who was laughing foolishly with everyone else, and emphasized:

"Ah Miao, Ah Miao is still young. She is only thirteen years old now and has not grown up yet. She is still a baby..."

Ah Xi, who was held by her, spit out bubbles of snot, as if he was laughing at his mother's nonsense.

The others looked at Wei Miao's small stature and cute face and nodded, saying that he indeed looked like he had not grown up yet, so they would have to wait for another two years.

Lu Pingsheng was quite speechless. Someone muttered the day before yesterday that Wei Miao was already a 13-year-old adult, and now he has turned into a -year-old baby?

All in all, he deserves to be two years older.

"The room is so lively, I arrived at the right time." Everyone looked towards the door following the loud voice.

Wang Sanshi was holding a gift in his hand. His round body almost blocked the entire entrance. He was looking at the joyful scene in the yard with a smile.

"Brother Sanshi!"

Lu Pingsheng's eyes were full of surprise and he struggled to get up.

Wang Sanshi didn't dare to let him get up. He threw the thing in his hand to the person behind him, moved his round body, and took three or two steps forward to hold him down.

"Brother Lu, what are you doing? You are a patient and you need to be taken care of."

Xu Ayu and the others saw the situation and knew they were very experienced. They carried the children and moved the beds, and in a blink of an eye, most of the yard was empty.

When there were only three people in the yard, Wang Sanshi looked at Lu Pingsheng carefully, his eyes naturally swept across the scar on his face, and smiled:

"I always thought Mr. Lu was as handsome as a character in a painting. Now that he has a scar, he looks even more manly. If those ladies outside saw you like this, they would probably fall in love with you again."

Wei Miao, who was preparing to make tea, felt that Wang Sanshi's stay in the International Settlement was not in vain, as he was still as eloquent as ever.

What did Brother Lu say exactly?

Yes, high emotional intelligence speech!

Lu Pingsheng didn't care about his ridicule. "I heard that the International Settlement is not peaceful. Brother Sanshi has made many great contributions. How come you have time to come today?"

Wang Sanshi took the tea from Wei Miao, nodded his head and thanked him, then said: "I didn't know that the Japanese were short..."

He wanted to call him a Japanese dwarf, but suddenly he remembered the rumors that the sickly guy in front of him was a pro-Japanese, so he should be more careful with his words.

"I don't know what the Eastern Lord did to anger the heavens and the people, and offend the Westerners at the same time. Now the higher-ups have issued an order not only to not punish anti-Japanese elements, but also to release all the anti-Japanese elements that were imprisoned in the past."

Seeing the curious looks in their eyes, Wang Sanshi continued to reveal inside information.

"All the agreements signed by the consulate in the past have basically been invalidated. These days, the shops of the Taijuns in the International Settlement are always being set on fire and smashed, and the Taijuns who go out on the street alone will be put in sacks and beaten..."

There are also the ronin who used to show off their might, and I don't know how many of them have died. Whenever the Japanese are looking for trouble, the consulate says sarcastically:

Did the person die? Who knows how he died? Maybe he was infected with some virus and died quietly!

Basically, the short guy from Dongyang will be so angry that he will fall over.

But the person died in the International Settlement after all. After the verbal attack, we still have to deal with the murder case. How can you guarantee that Westerners will not get into trouble in the Japanese Concession?

Then the pressure is put on the police department, and it is he who is the one working the hardest.

Lu Pingsheng and Wei Miao's eyes met and then separated, showing a tacit understanding.

This is also the reason why Lu Pingsheng has been in a very good mood recently.

Although all parties in the concession were controlling the spread of public opinion, what fell into the hands of the French in the Yiyuan Hotel incident was not only Okamoto Roku's diary, but also the suicide note in the room, the unconscious Ohara-kun, and the touchable bacterial bomb.

If these things still fail to make Western countries wary of the Japanese, it only means that they are indeed strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Two years later, we were blitzed by Germany and were defeated badly, which was not unfair at all.

"Have the French Concession and the International Settlement released all the anti-Japanese elements previously detained there?" Lu Pingsheng confirmed again.

Wang Sanshi smiled and said, "Let them all go. Brother Lu, you know what, in the past we thought that people in the northwest were all poor. Guess what?"

Lu Pingsheng thought he was being shameless, and cursed him in his heart, and then he cooperated with him and asked:

"how?"

Wang Sanshi took a sip of tea slowly, smacked his lips, and then said:

"The police station never releases people for free. They have to pay ransom. Jinling was hesitant and only paid a few big fish, while the rest of the small shrimps were ignored."

Wang Sanshi was wearing a Chinese silk jacket today, with a dark copper coin pattern on it. As he spoke and moved, the gold-thread embroidered pattern was dazzling in the sunlight.

Wei Miao liked the clothes more and more as he looked at them, so he asked him where the clothes were made.

She also wanted to make one, no! Two, to wear alternately.

Wang Sanshi had no idea that Wei Miao had such a unique vision, and he was still excitedly sharing his new discovery with Lu Pingsheng.

"On the contrary, it was Northwest that was quite generous. They directly asked someone to find my immediate superior, paid a large sum of money, and released the people one by one according to the list."

Lu Pingsheng was amazed again and again, "If you hadn't told me, I would have thought it was true as the newspapers said, that they were eating dirt in the northwest."