Winter Begonia (Bin Bian Bu Shi Hai Tang Hong / 鬓边不是海棠红)

Winter Begonia

Episode 39

Did anyone else read this letter?

I brought it to you immediately once I got it.

OK.

Give it to me.

You may go back.

OK.

Fengtai,

I’ve packed your luggage.

I’m not convenient to contact Cao Guixiu.

Did you ask it for me?

Yes.

It’s deal.

You take Japanese firearms and start off.

He’ll wait for you in Gu Dali’s village.

Hello?

Mr. Cheng.

This is Xue Qianshan.

Here’s something urgent.

What can’t be talked through the phone?

Why do you bother

coming here yourself?

Mr. Cheng. Have a look.

How did you get the photos?

I received these photos from an anonym.

Japanese think it’s a good chance

to advertise the friendship,

so these photos must be published.

So I come to tell you.

Even I can’t

decide such a thing.

Japanese are watching us.

Tell Mr. Shang

and make a plan in advance.

When will you publish these?

Tomorrow morning.

Mr. Shang.

Tell me the truth.

On the day we buried Xiao Lai,

Mr. Qiu showed you some photos.

What are the photos about?

Just a dinner.

With Du Luocheng

and Xue Zhicheng?

Do you know Kuyjo Kazuma?

Zumba?

You are interested in dance?

Be serious.

Besides eating,

what else did you do?

Drinking

and singing operas.

Also, I ate some cold rice rolls.

Mr. Cheng, what do you want to say?

Did you wear Japanese clothes

and play Japanese operas for Xue Zhicheng?

I think so.

Singing is OK.

But why did you wear Japanese clothes?

To explain the opera.

Why didn’t you tell me earlier?

What do I need to tell you?

I had fun

with some of my friends.

It’s not embarrassing.

Listen.

Buying the photos

with four gold bars

is stupid.

I’d rather be stupid!

Mr. Cheng, what do you want to say?

Come to the point.

Don’t beat around the bush.

Someone

sent these photos to Peking Times.

Xue Zhicheng

is named Kujyo Kazuma in fact,

the brother of General Kujyo.

You’ll be the headline tomorrow.

The best performer is a Japanophile.

There’s nothing you can do to make you clear.

The evidence is that I wore Japanese clothes?

Also,

when we were in Shanghai,

Xue Zhicheng was an official of scholar.

His family is nothing to do with me.

Xue Zhicheng is a soldier now.

This is the strongest evidence.

What the heck is it?

Xirui,

why were you

hurried to call me here?

Who on earth is Xue Zhicheng?

A friend of mine.

Kujyo Kazuma.

You’ve known it?

I didn’t lie to you on purpose.

Indeed.

Xue Zhicheng is a member

of Kujyo family.

But don’t worry.

Our two countries are in a war.

I won’t make friends with enemies.

Right?

But there’s

a story.

What’s the story?

Xue Zhicheng

was adopted by his uncle and aunt.

He went to Europe when he was four.

He had no interaction

with Kujyo family.

Now, the war is fierce.

His family forced him to take actions.

But this is not what he wants.

He would rather be hit by his brother

than go to the battlefield.

You both saw

his bruise clearly on that day.

Think about it.

How can we

have bias towards him

only because of his nationality,

the war

and the fear of rumors?

Come on, Mr. Du.

I thought

you were sharp-sighted

with wisdom.

I should have known it earlier.

Mr. Shang’s friend

must be like him.

You both are totally fools.

When

I began getting educated,

I read books of saints.

I was taught to live uprightly

without being afraid of gossips.

Yes.

Of course you are upright.

But did you ever think about it?

Mr. Shang is a star now.

Many people are trying to create rumors about him.

And now

the evidence is shown clearly,

not to mention it is related with Japanese.

Who will investigate

the story behind it?

Who will believe this?

The truth is truth.

How can’t I explain it?

I’ll clarify for Xirui,

OK?

Xirui,

don’t care the rumor.

The rumor is

like the hot tea in the pot.

When you touch it, it may burn you.

If you put it aside,

it will be cold later.

Don’t you know what time it is?

How can it be cold?

We are having a war!

Mr. Du.

As long as Japanese stay here,

the rumor won’t be cold.

Forget it.

Stop arguing.

I’ve been in this industry for more than a decade.

This is only one of my troubles.

Why are you shouting at me?

You!

Give an inch you run a mile.

What are you doing? Mr. Cheng.

Crazy.

What?

Why did you stop me!

He deserves a punishment!

Fighting with me?

The white can’t be black.

Why can’t I explain it clearly?

Without Xirui,

I would make you shut up forever.

Mr. Shang.

Mr. Du.

Long time no see.

When did you arrive in Peking?

Yesterday.

Xirui is at the backstage.

I didn’t come for him.

I came for you.

For me?

What’s the problem?

I’ve known

what happened these days.

What you said

is right.

But you shouldn’t be the one to say it.

The truth is truth.