Her backer is master Jing. Looking at the whole of Peiping today, even outside the six central and southern provinces, who dares to touch her?

    ……

    The streets of Peiping are very busy today.

    The scorching sun in the sky, through the mist rising from the small cages and drawers, at a glance, is our bustling Peiping, behind which is the grand and serious old imperial palace.

    Pedestrians on the street wear plain washed coats, most of which are light blue, light brown or black. Most of them don''t like too beautiful colors. It''s probably because this country is in war.

    The cry through the vendors was the sound of "didi Di" -- the whistle of cars sounded from time to time in the street.

    In today''s Peiping, cars are not popular, but businessmen with so much money also have their own cars.

    The tail gas behind the car is steaming and mixed with smoke. Passers-by will raise their hands and cover their mouths and noses with their cuffs.

    After the car leaves, you occasionally pass the busy streets of Peiping, and you may see several western music restaurants. The melodious and elegant little lifting sound may be mixed with the beautiful and pleasant singing of women in the phonograph.

    In front of ordinary restaurants or stores that look expensive and rich, there are several men pulling rickshaws, aged about 15 to 40. On his shoulder, he was wearing a towel that couldn''t be washed any whiter and a small black felt hat, chatting with his companions.

    At this time, there was no TV. When they were waiting to solicit customers, they were chatting with their partners.

    No, today''s talk is about the peach affair between second master Jing, a warlord in Peking, and Shen Wanqing, a Peking actor.

    Sometimes you don''t have to buy a newspaper to understand the situation. Gossip is the best shortcut.

    Along the way, Li Shijin heard many people mention the words Shen Wanqing and second master Jing, while the little boy selling newspapers was still carrying a gray cloth schoolbag in front of him, and his hands were raising the newspaper and shouting all over the street——

    "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

    Li Shijin finally couldn''t help shouting at the little boy selling newspapers in front of him.

    "Come here and buy a newspaper!"

    The little boy selling newspapers turned his head and ran over with short legs. His face was red and his nose was sweating.

    The little boy who sold the newspaper smiled and said, "young master, ten Wen a newspaper."

    Li Shijin handed the ten Wen money. The little boy took it. After putting the ten Wen money back in his pocket, he quickly handed a new newspaper to Li Shijin.

    The little boy who sold the newspaper took the rest of the newspapers and said with a smile, "young master, welcome to buy the newspaper again next time!" with that, the boy left.

    Li Shijin looked down and read the newspaper carefully.

    There is no need to look for the news about Jing Yanxiu and Shen Wanqing, because the biggest piece in the middle of the newspaper headline is them. There is also a picture of Jing Yanxiu coming out of Wangqiu building with Shen Wanqing''s waist.

    After reading the news, Li Shijin''s mood is very complicated. Miss Shen has already lived in the commander''s house

    ——

    "Bang -"

    In the room.

    The eldest lady put the newspaper on the table and patted the table with her slender jade hand covered with red cardamom.