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In Zhongxing Avenue of the new Beijing City, Yang Guangzong and his father Yang Kaifu wore typical fisherman-style clothes and walked through a dense crowd.

The streets in the new Beijing city present the sight of the intersection of Chinese and Western cultures that are common in the country of Han. On both sides of the street, traditional Chinese wooden structures of tea houses, shops, and western-style cement houses are mixed, and pedestrians in the middle of the street are wearing improved Han clothes. Ordinary people and foreign white men in Western-style suits, as well as cadets in light gray military uniforms.

The Army Officer Academy is located at the end of Zhongxing Avenue. Westerners wearing Western-style suits are either university teachers in Han Dynasty or foreign instructors invited by the Army Officer School, and those military school students wearing light gray officer uniforms have just ended. During the army's internship period, I took the time to come and relax in the new Beijing city.

"Your mother-in-law and your two younger brothers have not tasted the meaty taste for a month. Guangzong, you have to rest in the teahouse for a while, and when Ady goes to Xishi to buy two pieces of cloth and a piece of meat for the family, let us go back together."

Leaving from the dense crowd, Yang Kaifu stood in front of a tea house called Yuxing Lou and instructed his eldest son, Yang Guangzong.

"A Da, A Niang, and two younger brothers only have two sets of old clothes that they have changed. Now the family has paid off their debts to the government. When I leave the house in June to go to the Naval Military Academy Foundation, I don't need to spend any money at home.

Dad, while the family is in a good condition, you can add new clothes for yourself, Aunt, and two younger brothers, and buy a few cans of canned fruits for the second and third brothers. After the two brothers had canned fruits once, Always wanted to eat. "

Yang Guangzong passed the selection test of the Naval Military School and is about to become a naval reserve officer. Therefore, when his status was about to change, Yang Guangzong began to act as an adult.

"Hey, my boss is promising. I will wait for you to become a naval officer in the future, but please take care of your two younger brothers."

Yang Guangzong tried to communicate with his father as an adult. Yang Kaifu didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he understood that this was the manifestation of the eldest son's maturity, so he was very relieved.

"Ada, where did you say that, our military academy foundation has not started yet. It is seven years before we graduate from the Naval Military Academy. It would be misleading to say that letting other neighbors hear it."

"Ah, Dad knows how to measure and doesn't talk in front of others."

Yang Kaifu listened to the words of his eldest son, and then took out two banknotes worth one won from the pockets of his clothes and handed them to his son, "After walking dozens of miles, I didn't take a rest along the way. You called in the teahouse Take a break for two cups of tea, and discuss the rest of the money with the shopkeeper and buy some tea for home drinking. "

According to the current purchasing power of two Chinese yuan, it is about two hundred yuan, and the two Chinese yuan to buy a couple of fine tea in general is a lot of surplus.

Yang Guangzong took the money handed over by his father, and turned to walk into the tea house after seeing his father disappear into the crowd.

On the second floor of Yuxing Tea House, three young officers wearing submarine military uniforms and broad-brimmed hats were sitting at a table and chatting while eating.

"Mr. Zhang, how did you kill the Qing Emperor Manqin Grenqin?"

A lean, dark-skinned young officer asked, "The old people in the village said that Mongolian sister-in-law, the prince, the monk, Green Qin, was a martial artist. He could not get close to his body when you were just eight or nine. Is n’t Seng Gelinqin your opponent at that time? ”

"Old Sin Grinqin's skill is good, but it is not as powerful as others have said."

Thirty-year-old military officer stopped chopsticks, raised his wine glass and delivered a sip of wine. His flushed face showed a proud expression, "In that year, the Eighteenth Route Nian Army jointly ambushed Mongolian mules. The cavalry, after the war, I and more than a hundred brothers in the same camp were responsible for searching for the hidden Mongolian mule. At that time, the other brothers were scattered to other areas, and I was alone in the wheat field near the woods. "

The tall military officer paused for a moment, glanced over the empty wine glass, the young officer who had just asked the question saw the expression on the other side, raised the wine bottle to fill him with wine.

There was a slight smile on the corner of the high-ranking officer's mouth. After drinking a glass of wine again, he said, "That wheat field is less than half an acre, and several passing brothers have not found any traces of mules after inspection. After I searched the surrounding area, I thought about searching the wheat field carefully, and then when I entered the wheat field, I found a bright yellow silk cloth with blood on it. At that time, I became vigilant, so I followed the yellow cloth left on the ground. After careful searching, I finally found a Mongolian mule wearing armor in the middle of the wheat field. "

"What does Seng Gelinqin look like? Is he eight feet long? He looks wicked?"

The young officer could not help asking.

"Hehe, don't lie to your two recruits. When I was sixteen, I first saw a Mongolian mule, so I couldn't care about what he looked like. He just copied out the red musket and shot him thoroughly. After I killed him, I did n’t pay attention to it. Later, I heard that the Mongolian prince died in the imperial court, only to know that the identity of the Mongolian mule who was strangled by me was not simple. "

"Sin Grinqin was strangled with a single shot?"

The young officer was particularly reluctant to believe that a prestigious Prince of Captive died in the hands of a soldier.

"Still stunned, Seng Gelinqin is still not as good as two arms on his head. He still dies after taking a shot of Lao Tzu."

The high-ranking officer raised the volume, shouted in dissatisfaction, and then changed the appearance of the deputy. He taught the young officer, "Doesn't your son Lu Rongting think that I killed Seng Gelinqin invincible?"

Without giving the other party a chance to defend, the high-ranking officer asked himself and replied, "Tell you boy, don't look at killing Seng Gelinqin. I was only 16 years old. When I was ten years old, I followed Zhang Lexing's confederate to make it full. The court of the Qing dynasty, and when your boy was ten years old, he didn't know where to play mud. I'm far from Lao Tzu. "

"That is, Zhang Lianchang's young hero, otherwise how could he be fancy by his Royal Highness and personally send someone to pick up Chief Zhang to Han country."

Lu Rongting's face was serious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in fact, joking about each other's scandal.

The high-ranking officer was named Zhang Lingyun, formerly known as Zhang Pichen. He once killed the Manchurian general Seng Gelinqin in 1865. In 1873, Zhang Lingyun drove to the National Defense Forces and accidentally said that he had killed Seng Gelinqin after being drunk. After reporting to the Manchu government, Zhang Lingyun rushed to the stronghold of the Ministry of National Defense to set up in Xiamen overnight, then confirmed his identity, and the person in charge of the Ministry of National Defense dispatched to Xiamen dispatched ships to northern Annan, and finally followed the immigrant fleet to arrive in Han.

For the sake of Zhang Lingyun's personal killing of Seng Gelinqin, Li Mingyuan met him once, but after the meeting, apart from allowing Zhang Lingyun, who was less than 20 years old at the time, to enter the Army Officer School to study, Li Mingyuan did not pay much attention Passed him, therefore, the words spoken by the young officer Lu Rongting made Zhang Lingyun's face flushed, muttering in his mouth that he should teach Lu Rongting well after returning to the barracks, but he was reminded that they had completed the internship and would not return to his hands. Little soldier, the rebuttal was upset.

Zhang Lingyun and Lu Rongting did not take their breaks as seriously as they did in the army, and making a few irrelevant jokes with each other would not cause the other party to be really angry. Therefore, after Zhang Lingyun gave birth to a sullen mood, he quickly found his face on the wine table, and drunk Lu Rongting, who had a good amount of alcohol, on the table. Finally, Wang Shizhen who ate together took Lu Rongting back. Find this site Please search for "" or enter the URL: