From the wedding day, after thousands of generations entered the role, they changed from an ignorant girl to a qualified wife, and their care for and love for horses continued to deepen, and their lives were comfortable and happy.
Although Chiyo vaguely feels that Ma Hang is sometimes very strange, there are many things that she never says to herself, but Chiyo never complains that she still does a good job as a wife and never asks about Ma Hang.
On this night, Ma Hang came back very late. As usual, thousands of generations have been waiting for Ma Hang to take off his coat, wipe his face with a hot towel, take it out in the kitchen or take out steaming food, and take out a pot of sake with a smile. "This is your favorite flavor, which I just got back from my father today."
Ma Hang nodded and smiled, and filled Ma Hang with a thousand instead of him. After drinking it, watching a thousand represents a serious feeling. There is still some discomfort with Ma Hang, and I hurried down to see if my clothes are not suitable. I didn’t feel wrong after watching it for a long time
Ma Hang took Chiyo’s hand with great courage and said, "Chiyo, do you want to know who I am?"
"You are my husband" Chiyo smiled.
"What else?"
"Well," Chiyo thought for a moment, "or colonel Suzuki of Imperial Army University."
"What else?"
Chiyo smiled shyly. "You are a powerful man." He turned red and fell into the arms of Ma Hang.
Ma Hang holds Chiyo in his arms. "I want to talk when I get here. I hope you will listen carefully. Don’t be surprised if I say it again. In fact, I am a China native. My name is Ma Hang."
Chiyo quietly listened to Ma Xing’s identity. Fujio may have told him that Ma Xing was not surprised. Then he stopped and told Chiyo his life experience and story in detail. Finally, he said, "Actually, I didn’t really study in Japan, and I don’t worship Japanese culture. I stayed here for some special purposes. To put it bluntly, I am a spy."
"Spy" Chiyo was surprised. He climbed up with his big eyes fixed on Ma Hang. "You are a spy. You are here to sabotage our day."
Ma Hang shook his head and nodded a little. "There are many kinds of spies. I don’t want to sabotage and listen for information."
Chiyo doesn’t talk. He looks at the horse with incredible eyes and goes on, "I’m telling you this now because my mission in Japan has been completed and I’m going back to China. I don’t want to deceive you. I’ll tell you the truth when I leave. If you want to go back to China with me, I’ll take you with me. If you want to stay in Japan, I won’t stop you."
Chiyo slowly got up and put Ma Hang away after eating bowls and chopsticks. Everything was so natural. Ma Hang looked at Chiyo’s back. He knew that the news was too shocking. Chiyo needed to slowly accept it. Chiyo slowly walked into the kitchen door and sobbed in a low voice.
This night, neither of them fell asleep. Chiyo tossed and turned for a while, hugging Ma Hang for a while, turning around and crying quietly. Ma Hang looked at the ceiling without blinking an eye. He still had feelings for Chiyo and married Chiyo for a year, and they became the envy of the people around him. One was the imperial army colonel, and the other was a beautiful housewife, who stayed together for two nights like a fairy couple.
The window shines with golden light, and a new day is coming. Now they are husband and wife, and they have to do their duty as wives. It is not a taste for a horse to go out and cook.
After breakfast, Ma Hang went out with his briefcase. He was waiting for Chiyo’s reply. It was the second day. After Tianma Hang had to look back from the day. Chiyo quietly cleaned up the house. Chiyo was in a mess. He had his parents and his hometown, but he was even more reluctant to part with his beloved man. This was a dilemma.
When Ma Xingwu came home, the room was quiet, and Chiyo didn’t wait for him at the door. It seemed that Chiyo didn’t want to go with him. I hope he won’t tell rattan about his true identity.
Throwing his briefcase and clothes and horses, he poured himself a glass of water and shook his head with a wry smile. "I have abandoned my family and stayed in Japan in the hope that Chiyo will follow me back to China."
"Suzuki Jun, you’re back." Chiyoyo rushed to the bedroom. Ma Hang quickly got up and ran to the bedroom. All kinds of objects were thrown everywhere. Chiyoyo’s high-sleeved bun was stuffing things into a box.
"What are you?" asked Ma Hang.
Chiyo replied, "Mr. Suzuki is going back to China, and my wife, Mr. Suzuki, of course, will follow me. I am packing things. These things are Mr. Suzuki’s favorite to take them all back to China."
"You, you, you decided to go back with me." Ma Hang was particularly surprised.
Chiyo got up and looked at Ma Hang and nodded. "Well, I married Suzuki Jun and I will always be with Suzuki Jun. If Suzuki Jun still likes me, I will always follow Suzuki Jun." Ma Hang put an arm around Chiyo and hugged them tightly.
Early the next morning, Ma Hang crossed the army and handed over two tickets to Chiyo, asking him to arrive at the dock and wait for him before noon. If he hasn’t come back before the boat, Chiyo An Chiyo must leave for northeast China to find Zhang Xueliang.
Chiyoyo Zheng nodded. She knew that Ma Hang must have something dangerous to do. He could neither stop nor ask Chiyoyo not to cry. He said goodbye to Ma Hang with a smile. That’s why women are different from women. Women who have opinions don’t panic when they are in trouble. Only those who are weak and capable will die and cry.
I sent Ma Hang for a thousand generations and carefully looked at him. He lived with Ma Hang for a year. Every corner of the local house was so familiar many times. He and Ma Hang can still smell the smell of the two in different places. Now I really have to go. I am very sad to tell the truth.
Chiyo knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of his father’s house. Tears could no longer be controlled and he couldn’t help crying.
Chapter two hundred and fifty-four The Emperor’s carriage
Every wedding of the royal family is very grand. Hirohito still remembers the scene when he married the queen a few years ago. At that time, the old emperor, that is, Hirohito was still ruling the emperor, and Hirohito loved the grandson the most. Except for some specific ceremonies, other aspects were as busy as possible.
Hirohito’s wedding made the whole Kyoto boil. All the people dressed in their best clothes waved the national flag and shouted on both sides of the road. Hirohito rode a burly horse in uniform and walked around Kyoto with hundreds of thoroughbred horses. That year Hirohito was seventeen years old.
Compared with Hirohito’s wedding, the wedding is unusually simple. Last night, Hirohito was quietly sent to Chuan Dao’s house. For ordinary people, he didn’t know that today was the wedding day of Yoshida Hall. Hirohito didn’t want people to know that his sister was married to a dead man, and he didn’t want people to know that he had been dead for seven years and had to get married.
However, this marriage had to be done, and Hirohito was dressed in gorgeous robes by his servants along his arms. This was a gesture of self-respect to appease his sister, and his participation in this wedding was also a compensation for her.