The first volume of Li Bing's Eight Trigrams 064 Yuan Jing

  Seeing He Jichun off, Luo Yi let out a sigh of relief. He believed that with He Jichun's abilities, he should be able to settle this matter. He returned to his own room and saw that Yuan Jing and Zeng Shan had already gotten up and were dressing.

  "Out, out! Girls are dressing up, what are you doing coming in?" Zeng Shan said with a pretentious tone. Last night's intimacy still made her feel a bit shy, and she needed to use this way to cover it up.

  "Are you kidding me, young lady? This is my room." Luo Yi said with a smile.

  "Now it's up to me and Xiao Jing." Zeng Shan didn't forget to pull in Yuan Jing as an ally.

  Yuan Jing's face was pale and haggard, but her emotions had stabilized. When she saw Luo Yi, she softly called out: "Luo Zi Ge."

  "Alright?"

  "Much better," said Yuan Jing, "Last night, I thought all night..."

  "Thought about it all night?" Luo Yi asked in surprise, while secretly glancing at Zeng Shan. Zeng Shan initially didn't react, but when she finally understood, her face suddenly turned bright red, and she hastily ran out.

  Yuan Jing was aware of her loss for words and felt a bit embarrassed. Actually, when Zeng Shan knocked on the door last night, she was already awake, but at that time, her appearance was really disheveled, and she was sleeping in Luo Yi's arms, so it was unclear what to say to Zeng Shan, so she simply pretended to be asleep. Later, Luo Yi and Zeng Shan's doings, she saw them all while lying on the bed, but just didn't make a sound.

  "Cough, cough." Luo Yi cleared his throat a few times to cover up the awkwardness and changed the subject: "Let's talk about it, what have you guys thought of?"

  "I feel I'm too weak, the political commissar in my former unit also criticized me for not being able to face setbacks correctly. You're right, this time is just a temporary setback for the Red Army, and they will definitely recover."

  "Right, right." Luo Yi imitated the Chongqing dialect to praise, "You think this way is correct. At 412, such a big setback, the Communist Party did not collapse, but established the Red Army through armed uprising. Now the power of the Red Army has spread throughout China, can it still be eliminated by the reactionaries? With your psychological quality, if you encounter a low tide in the revolution, you will definitely betray the revolution."

  Yuan Jing lowered her head and said: "Luo Zige, I know I was wrong."

  "Xiao Jing, as long as you can understand, it's fine. The Red Army will rise again, don't lose faith. Currently, the biggest threat does not come from within the country, but from outside. After arriving in Shanghai, I see more clearly that Japan's invasion of China has accelerated, I estimate that the national war of resistance is about to begin soon. At that time, the burden on our shoulders will be even heavier." He said this while stretching out his hands and patting Yuan Jing's shoulders a few times, pretending to be serious. After patting, his hand remained on Yuan Jing's shoulder without letting go.

  Yuan Jing's heart skipped a beat as Luo Yi's two hands rested on her. She gently twisted her shoulder, trying to shake off his hands, but failed. She lifted her head and looked at Luo Yi with her bright, watery eyes, saying softly: "Luo-ge, yesterday, you and Shan'er... I saw everything."

  Luo Yi read a hint of resentment in Yuan Jing's eyes, and he couldn't help but think of the scene last night when Yuan Jing threw herself into his arms, as well as what she said at the time: "Brother Luo, don't leave me." The vulnerable side of Yuan Jing made her even more charming to Luo Yi. He used both hands to gently pull on Yuan Jing's shoulders, and she leaned back slightly, half resisting and half yielding.

  "Luozige, we can't be like this..." Yuan Jing pressed her face against Luo Yi's chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, and said in a pleading tone.

  "Xiao Jing, do you like me?" Luo Yi placed his chin on Yuan Jing's head, sniffing the fragrance of her hair, and asked in a daze.

  Yuan Jing replied irrelevantly: "But what about Shan'er?"

  "I'm just asking you, do you like me?"

  "I like it." Yuan Jing replied in a weak voice.

  "I like you too," Luo Yi said, "You and Shan Er are two different kinds of girls. I like Shan Er's innocence, but also your reserve. Between the two of you, I really can't decide which one to choose."

  Yuan Jingsong opened her arms around Luo Yi's waist, separated from him, and tidied up her disheveled hair while scolding: "You wouldn't be thinking of learning from those officials who have multiple concubines at home, would you?" This was a question she had been thinking about all along, but hadn't dared to ask Luo Yi before.

  "Unlikely? My character, you can rest assured." Luo Yi said perfunctorily, secretly thinking that marrying several concubines wasn't bad after all. At least Zeng Shan wouldn't object, right?

  "What am I supposed to be relieved about?" Yuan Jing said, "I don't want...don't want to be your...that."

  Luo Yi felt somewhat hurt: "Why? What's wrong with me?"

  "You're not revolutionary enough."

  "What does this have to do with revolution? Are you picking on my husband or the young man?" Luo Yi protested.

  "Pshaw, what nonsense about choosing a husband... You can actually say such unpleasant words." Yuan Jing's face turned red as she said, "But I think, Miss Du seems to have some interest in you too?"

  Luo Yi's face was covered in sweat: "No way, you're spreading this gossip too? Didn't they say the Red Army doesn't engage in gossip?"

  "This is not gossip."

  "This is of course gossip, I just sang a song in front of her."

  "Anyway, you understand in your heart." Yuan Jing also felt embarrassed to discuss this topic again. There is no girl who is not gossiping, even the girls in the Red Army are the same. However, she has always been too embarrassed to spread such gossip news, if it wasn't for last night's temporary loss of control, revealing her true feelings towards Luo Yi, she wouldn't have said this in front of Luo Yi either. To say it to this extent is already her open limit.

  "Comrade Yuan Jing," Luo Yi said seriously. "Now I'm going to entrust you with an important revolutionary task, do you have the confidence to undertake it?"

  Yuan Jing was taken aback for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled: "You, the reactionary security captain, can also say the word 'comrade'? You said it quite fluently. What's your task, just say it."

  "He Jichun just came over and said that the telecommunications class on his side will start in a few days. You need to get ready, once it starts, you'll go participate. In the future, you'll be the telegraph expert of the shock troops, responsible for training other telegraph operators."

  "I understand, I will definitely learn well."

  "There's something I need to tell you. He Jichun is the head of the Kuomintang's special agents stationed in Shanghai, so whatever you do, don't reveal your true identity. Otherwise, not only will you be in danger, but the entire assault battalion will also be in danger, do you understand?"

  "What? He's actually a spy chief? Does he have blood debts on his hands? Should we get rid of him?" Yuan Jing asked in surprise.

  "Hey, hey, are you mistaken?" Luo Yi was anxious. "This is not what you should be concerned about. Your current task is to learn telegraph technology from him. There are many Nationalist Party agents, can you handle so much? In the past, Vice Chairman Zhou in Shanghai was in charge of special operations and also had to deal with Nationalist Party agents frequently, why didn't he think like you? The streets of Shanghai are full of Nationalist Party agents, can you finish them off?"

  Yuan Jing lowered her head again, knowing that her thoughts were too naive. In fact, she was not a person with experience in struggle at all. She could become the instructor of a regiment in the Red Army because the tasks within the army were relatively simple and did not require much scheming. But now that she had arrived in big Shanghai, deep in the heart of the Nationalist government's control, her experiences were indeed insufficient.

  Lu Yi has a strong advantage in this regard. In later generations, countless films and TV dramas have recreated the various struggles of that year from different angles. There are also memoirs written by some predecessors, which can be called the secret book of guiding underground work. The experiences introduced in them were all exchanged for countless blood. Lu Yi has been influenced by these documents for so many years, and he is considered a master.

  "Luozige, I lack experience, what's wrong with me, just criticize me." Yuan Jing said sincerely to Luo Yi after realizing her mistake.

  "Little Jing, we are now facing a very complex situation, you must remain calm and think more about the problem. Our most important task at present is to develop the strength of the assault regiment, no matter what, as long as we have the strength, we will have room for maneuver."

  I understand.

  "Alright, now there's another task..."

  "What else is there?" Yuan Jing felt a bit dizzy.

  "Go back to your room, wash that little flower face of yours, and get ready for dinner. Today has been a day of both laughter and tears, and your little face looks like a cat's." Luo Yi said with a smile.

  "Really?" Yuan Jing subconsciously touched her face with both hands, then reacted and punched Luo Yi's body with her fist before running back to her own room.