There are two people in the photo, a man and a woman.

The man is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, tall and handsome. The woman is wearing a water-blue cheongsam with her hair in a bun. She is so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.

Yang Luo's eyes were fixed on the photo in his hand, and he didn't come back to his senses until the lighter in his hand became hot.

Li Tao and Madman looked at Yang Luo and asked in unison: "Do you know the person in the photo?"

Yang Luo took a deep breath, looked at the door, and said softly: "I know, this man's name is Jin Jiachun, and he has another name, especially his surname, I think you all should have heard of it."

"What?" Li Tao and Madman asked curiously again.

Yang Luo did not answer him, but took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette. He puffed several times and then said softly: "His surname is Aixinjueluo and his name is Jiachun!"

Li Tao and Madman's eyes immediately widened, "Aixinjueluo Jiachun?"

Yang Luo nodded: "He is the great-grandson of the last emperor Puyi, the fourth generation."

Li Tao and Madman looked at each other, and Li Tao said: "Why did he come here and join the East Turkestan Army?"

The madman said: "As a descendant of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty, maybe he is unwilling to give in and wants to use the power of the East Turkistan to restore the royal family!"

Yang Luo shook his head: "That's impossible. What age are we in now? Only fools would have these wild dreams."

"How is it impossible?" the madman said unconvinced.

Yang Luo looked up at the door: "Now I finally know why there is a portrait of Grandpa Mao hanging in the room opposite." He took a deep breath of cigarette, "Because without the protection of Grandpa Mao, there would be no Aixinjueluo clan now."

The continuation of that year. In the more than two years after Puyi was pardoned, Mao Zedong often met with him. Pu Yi had always lived a single life. Once, the two of them had dinner together, and Mao Zedong met him.

He raised the issue of his marriage. He joked that the emperor could not live without his queen, so he could get married again. In this way, Pu Yi not only had a happy marriage, but his lineage was also continued under the protection of Mao Zedong.

.It can be said that Aisin Gioro respects Mao Zedong very much, especially the Pu Yi lineage. Therefore, I don’t believe whoever is treason, Aisin Gioro Jiachun will not treason.”

The madman said: "People will always change, not to mention that it was all so many years ago."

"No!" Yang Luo said, "Aixinjueluo Jiachun has another identity."

"What's your identity?" the madman asked.

Yang Luo lowered his head and stared at the flickering fireworks in his hand, and said softly: "He used to be a soldier and was the deputy commander of the fifth guard regiment of the Beijing Garrison District."

"Then how do you know him?" the madman continued to ask.

Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "Don't forget, at that time, I was the deputy commander of the garrison. I had just returned to Beijing and was hanging around in the army every day. There was no one I didn't know. Moreover,

The old man met him in person, and I was at the scene at the time. It was also at this time that I learned his true identity."

The madman frowned, and Li Tao said: "This is really weird. It stands to reason that a lieutenant colonel is missing and he is still serving in the garrison. Even if such a big thing is kept secret, we still can't keep it secret after so many years."

Maybe I don’t know any information.”

Yang Luo said: "There is nothing surprising, because he died more than ten years ago." Yang Luo's voice was very soft. If the room was not too quiet, neither Li Tao nor the madman could hear him.

"What did you say?" Li Tao and Madman said in unison again with a tacit understanding, "He died more than ten years ago?"

Yang Luo nodded: "You should know that the Fifth Guard Regiment is an elite light-armed rapid response force. At that time, he personally led the team to deal with an emergency and died. Although I was still young at that time, I also attended his funeral.

."

The madman suddenly shuddered: "This is really a ghost, or does he have a twin brother?"

"No!" Yang Luo said with certainty, "He has a sister, and she is a collateral line."

Li Tao, who was thinking about something, suddenly raised his head and said, "Fake death!"

A smile slowly appeared at the corner of Yang Luo's mouth: "Yes, it seems that he did not die that year, but received a mission and faked his death!"

The madman nodded: "That explains it easily."

Yang Luo said: "His name when he was serving was Jin Jiachun. Not many people probably know his true identity. And after he faked his death, he used his status as a descendant of royal blood to contact the East Turkistan Turks. For those who are full of thoughts,

Jihad, establish shit East 1 Turk 1

For Stan fanatics, this is definitely a great thing. This also confirms my guess as to why Aisin Gioro Jiachun has a high status here. If I guessed correctly, he bought a joint venture a few years ago

Sumu Aishan was arrested in China, it must be him who sent the news."

Li Tao let out a long breath: "Since he came here to perform a mission, but died a few years ago, could his identity be exposed?"

Yang Luo shook his head and said: "No, if his identity was exposed, Abu and his family would not be alive now. I estimate that he might have died in an accident. Even another agent who was alone with him also died, so

We have lost contact with the country. More importantly, the country does not know the situation of Abu, mother and son. Otherwise, they would not ignore it and would definitely send people to rescue them and go back."

Li Tao said thoughtfully: "I'm surprised that he brought his wife here when he was on a mission and gave birth to a child. What's even more incredible to me is that the higher-ups actually agreed."

Yang Luo chuckled and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand hard on the ground: "What's so strange, this can gain Dongtu's trust more. And..." Yang Luo said, looking up at the door again, "

I know the identity of Abu’s mother.”

"You know this too?" the madman muttered with his eyes wide open.

"Hey!" Yang Luo laughed and waved the photo in his hand, "I tell you, her identity is not simple. Now I think of the paintings on the wall, as well as her natural temperament and literature.

It’s no surprise that you are well-educated.”

Li Tao and Madman looked at Yang Luo, waiting for his answer.

Yang Luo said: "Her name is Yehenala Mingyue. You have never heard of her father, but he is definitely famous in the cultural field. He is known as the first person in Chinese Manchu and Han Dharma. The old man's Dharma is to learn from him.

Yes. It can be said that I met Yehenara Mingyue first, and then I met Aixinjueluo Jiachun. Well, it was an old man who brought them together."

Li Tao and Madman took a breath of air-conditioning, and Yang Luo sighed: "The love, hatred and resentment of human beings are really wonderful!"

Li Tao smashed the bar and smacked his lips and said, "Yes, the love and hatred between the Yehenara clan and the Aixinjueluo clan can be traced back to the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty."

The lunatic was listening with his ears perked up, but Li Tao stopped talking after one sentence. He scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously: "I say Taozi, can you finish what you said? It's so unethical of you to kill and bury people like this.

"

Li Tao gave the madman a look of disdain: "Who told you not to study hard? Even young students know this part of history, so you still have the nerve to ask?"

The madman chuckled and scratched his head: "You don't know, when I was in school, my head hurt when I saw those square letters and piles of numbers, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

Yang Luo chuckled: "At that time, there was a war between the two clans. At that time, in order to make the Yehenara clan surrender, the leader of the Aixinjueluo family pointed at the earth and said: We are the most noble on the earth.

of gold (Aixinjueluo means gold). And the leaves

The leader of Henala laughed after hearing this. He pointed to the sun in the sky and said: Gold is nothing, our surname is it (Yehenala means the sun). As a result, in that war, the Yehenala clan finally died.

Defeated the Aixinjueluo clan and became the largest Jurchen tribe at that time.

However, the development of history is difficult to predict. The Yehenara clan and the Aisinjueluo clan always wander between enemies and friends. When they are enemies, they will inevitably have to fight several battles. When they are friends, they start to marry. Yes

War or peace depends on the situation and advantages at the time.

It depends on the situation. In fact, the Yehenara clan and the Aixinjueluo clan have been blood relatives for generations. Nuerhaci was not only born to the Yehenara clan, but also married a member of the Yehenara tribe.

Huang Taiji, the son of the woman Nurhaci, was born to Meng Gu of Yehenala clan."

Speaking of this, Yang Luo got up on the floor and moved his body. "Incredibly, the Qing Dynasty did eventually fall at the hands of the Yehenala family. The Empress Dowager Cixi's surname was Yehenala. Because of her conservatism and stubbornness,

It accelerated the demise of the Qing Dynasty and finally signed the abdication of the Qing Emperor.

The person who made the treaty was the Empress Dowager Longyu, the niece of the Empress Dowager Cixi, also named Yehenara. So, the Aixinjueluo clan seemed to have been cursed by the ancient gods. They had been entangled with the Yehenara clan for hundreds of years.

Years ago, it was finally destroyed in the hands of Yehenala."

As soon as Yang Luo finished speaking, he looked at the door again, "Mingyue, you have been listening for so long, come in."

A trace of light shined through the thick curtain, and then the curtain was lifted, and Abu's mother, Yehenara Mingyue, stood there holding a gas lantern, with tears on her face.

"You...who are you?"

Yang Luo walked over, helped Yehenara Mingyue into the room, and then asked her to sit on the bed: "My name is Yang Luo, and I once met you."

"Yang Luo!" Mingyue's lips quivered, "Where have you seen me?"

Yang Luo said: "I was still young at that time, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and I was at the old man's house. You were painting a portrait of the old man, and I accidentally got all the paint on you."

"Ah!" Mingyue yelled, "Are you the little troublemaker?" She put the gas lamp on the ground and grabbed Yang Luo's hand. She was so excited that she couldn't speak.

Yang Luo's heart suddenly throbbed: "Yes!"

Mingyue's tears fell down: "Is it true? Did the country ask you to come and take us home?"

Yang Luo nodded heavily: "Yes, I'm here to take you home."

Mingyue smiled, but tears kept flowing: "I know, I know, the country will not abandon us, and will definitely send someone to take us home."

After Mingyue's mood stabilized, Yang Luo asked, "How did Jiachun die?"

Mingyue shook her head: "I don't know. He left six years ago and never came back. I know he will never come back. And for the past six years, I have been waiting. I believe you will come to pick us up...

"

Yang Luo and Mingyue chatted until dawn, and then Yang Luo checked Mingyue's eyes again. After finding that there were indeed cataracts, Yang Luo felt relieved. She was just a woman who was once extremely beautiful, but for the country to become what it is now, she felt a pang.

Sad.
Chapter completed!