In winter in southern Fujian, the snow-covered sycamore trees are blown by the wind, and the snow falls down in a soft rustling sound, just like a tree full of flowers blooming.
Outside the Governor's Mansion on Dongfu Main Street, the plane trees lining both sides of the road are imbued with the solemn atmosphere of the Governor's Mansion, much like loyal guards.
Hua Rong stood at the entrance of the governor's mansion, holding an umbrella, wearing a stylish overcoat that covered her slender and tall figure, and a playful woolen hat on her head.
She looked at the armed guards at the governor's mansion and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm looking for Governor Jin."
"Our warlord is not someone anyone can just see whenever they want."
One of the gatekeepers was very cold. He glanced at Hua Rong and then spoke without looking at her.
Another person, seeing that Hua Rong was well-dressed and quite beautiful, asked, "Do you know our warlord?"
Upon hearing this, Hua Rong looked at him with her phoenix eyes, her moist eyes seemingly filled with spring light, and smiled gently, "I don't know you."
The gatekeeper was stunned and speechless.
Hua Rong took out a jade pendant from her bosom and handed it to him: "I can't find him anymore. Could you please give this jade pendant to Commander Jin for me?"
The gatekeeper took the small jade pendant, but before he could say anything, Hua Rong turned and left.
From behind, her figure was slender and graceful, her clothes hem remained still, clearly indicating that she was a young lady raised in a wealthy family.
"How come I never knew you talked so much?"
The security guard who had previously been cold to Hua Rong made a comment.
He then muttered, "Hmph, I'm too embarrassed to talk to girls."
The gatekeeper, clutching the jade pendant, felt a pang of loss. Hearing this, he murmured, "I don't know either. I just feel like she's very different—"
He paused, then added, "They're different from us."
Another security guard rolled his eyes: "Of course it's different, she didn't even acknowledge it."
"..."
"Sister Hua Rong."
Hua Rong got into the car and said to the somewhat foolish-looking young man next to him, "Er Guang, let's go home."
Erguang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he grinned foolishly, revealing two dimples, looking incredibly cute. "Okay!"
As he spoke, he started the car.
Hua Rong looked at his smile, ruffled his buzz cut, and said in a gentle voice, "I don't know why people in the gang call you 'Cold-Faced Yama,' you're clearly very cute."
cute?
A dark light flashed in Erguang's eyes, because it was because he only cared about you.
Hua Rong didn't ask for his answer, but turned to look at the snow outside the window, her gaze as clear and serene as an ancient well.
Five years have passed.
After returning to China, she found the Black Dragon Gang, eliminated the original culprits, and became the new leader of the Black Dragon Gang.
Then, after the Black Dragon Gang wiped out Uncle Li and the Sun family, they could focus on expanding their territory and growing their gang.
After the Black Dragon Gang developed into one of the top gangs in southern Fujian, she rebuilt the Li Family Mansion and has been living a quiet life there performing operas for the past few years.
Afterwards, she searched for the kind person who had helped the original owner, only to learn that the kind person had died of illness two years ago.
She settled his remaining family members and took his only son, Erguang, under her wing, to teach him well.
Hua Rong propped his head up with his hands and closed his eyes, feeling the biting cold wind.
Anything that can be resolved with force is no problem for her. What the original owner thought was impossible to avenge is easy for her.
However, wars between nations are not something she can resolve alone.
Even if she could wipe out the enemy nation, it would be of no use.
The strength of a nation is not the strength of one person, but the strength of millions of people.
There must be a national spirit.
Otherwise, even if she could resolve one, two, or even ten crises in this country, she couldn't protect it forever.
She was going to leave, and it was impossible for her to repeatedly help a weak and spiritually stagnant nation in such a saintly way.
In two years, it will be the war that will destroy China...
She only had two years left in this world; the original owner of this body was only twenty-six years old when she died.
As for her trip to the governor's mansion, she had no intention of meeting the young Governor Jin Ming.
Hua Rong genuinely had no interest in associating with this male lead.
After all, in her previous life, the original owner had gone through countless hardships to return to her country, only to be caught up in a bloody battle shortly after disembarking.
He died.
The shootout occurred because Jin Ming had a grudge against a gang, who ambushed him while he was away from Haishi.
As the male lead, Jin Ming is naturally more intelligent than others. He devised a plan to turn the tables and wipe out the gang in one fell swoop.
As for the original owner and the several tourists on the same ship as her, they became yet another petty crime committed by the gang, which only highlighted the hero's bravery and the gang's ruthlessness.
Hua Rong felt that Jin Ming was unlucky, so it was best not to see him.
As they approached Lijialou, Erguang asked innocently, "Sister Huarong, did you see Commander Jin today?"
After saying that, he secretly glanced at Hua Rong and explained, "I heard them say that Governor Jin is very handsome."
Upon hearing this, Hua Rong recalled the fleeting glimpse in the original owner's memory and said without much interest, "Oh, really? I think it's just so-so."
As she spoke, she turned to look at Erguang and said, "Not as handsome as my Erguang."
Er Guang's face turned suspiciously red, and he said with a mix of pride and shyness, "Sister Hua Rong is just making fun of me."
The two got out of the car, and Erguang held an umbrella for Huarong as they headed towards Lijialou.
The snow was piled up like a blanket along the way, and it made a soft sound when you stepped on it.
But the atmosphere was exceptionally comfortable.
Like a pot of warmed wine, you'll be intoxicated just by smelling it.
"Then why did Sister Hua Rong go to the Governor's Mansion?"
Hua Rong didn't hide anything: "One of his elders was my opera teacher. The teacher left something with me. When I learned about his relationship with the teacher, I went to return it to him."
Erguang didn't ask any more questions, but just turned his head to look at Hua Rong's charming profile, his eyes gentle.
The jade pendant was given to her by the unknown old man who taught her to sing opera, so that if she ever got into trouble, she could use the pendant to ask Marshal Jin in East China for help.
As soon as Hua Rong returned, he was busy disciplining people. When he finally remembered, he sent someone to investigate the marshal's whereabouts, and naturally guessed his teacher's identity.
She originally intended to return the jade pendant to its rightful owner, but East China and Southern Fujian are too far apart, and she was reluctant to entrust the jade pendant to someone else, so she has been putting it off until now.
Until the new Commander-in-Chief of the Army Department arrived in southern Fujian to take office, namely Jin Ming.
He was the second son of the marshal of East China, and I heard that he had already won many battles by the age of twenty-five.
Now that he's in this position, no one in the various factions of southern Fujian dares to utter a sound.
Jin Ming comes from a prominent family and is exceptionally capable; he is a ruthless man who will shoot anyone who rushes in.
Upon entering Li's house, the two found a middle-aged man pacing anxiously in the courtyard.
As he passed by, the middle-aged man noticed them, and a look of delight immediately appeared on his face: "Chief..."
Hua Rong frowned and glanced at him sideways, saying, "Let's talk inside."
"Yes!" The middle-aged man was quite moved; the gang leader was still taking good care of them, the former members of the Black Dragon Gang.
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