When I returned to the hospital, Lichan and Wuhou didn't come back!

Looking across the street, Bush stuck his head out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liao Hua asked: Have you seen our people?

Bush shook his head: just woke up, don't know? Eat? One piece goes!

Liao Hua went to the cafeteria with him.

George Bush was a native of Chaozhou, Guangdong. Cantonese people are good gamblers, and his father is a loan shark. Because many people immediately run away and go to the South Seas after losing money, it is very risky.

Later, these usurers were united, and everyone shared the risk, and when they were released, everyone came out of the molecule, so that one would not run away, so they also put the usurers into the market.

Later, even the person in charge of collecting money became professional.

Bush was very smart and good at school, but people in that place didn't like to go to school and become officials.

After a while, the debt released by his father was recovered, and the cash was all divided into partnerships, and his father was a step late, and only got an admission place for Western Beijing College.

The partners also said that he took advantage of it, and the creditor spent a lot of money to buy it.

Old Jonathan was willing to suffer this loss, and in the end, everyone made up some money, so that it was over.

Old Joe arranged for Little Joe to go to school.

Old Joe said to him: Go well! After graduation, come back to be a policeman, let's open a gambling hall of our own. These idiots, is Old Joe the master who makes people cheap?

When Xiao Qiao came to the north, he was very uncomfortable, he had never seen snow, he couldn't speak official language, and he couldn't eat rice.

Fortunately, Wang Zhi, the boss of their house, is the squad leader and takes good care of him, so he slowly adapts to it.

After entering the cafeteria, the two separated, Xiao Qiao was picky about eating, and Liao Hua was more rough and not picky.

After eating, I went back to the dormitory, but there was still no one.

Liao Hua sat alone, and there were too many things today, turning over in his mind scene by scene. In a trance, Liao Hua came to the desert under the blue moon again, empty, except not far away, it was the palace.

Liao Hua raised his left hand, palmed his hand towards himself, bent his fingers into a fist, and silently recited: The six realms are all illusions! Keep your heart! Break!

Get out of the illusion.

In the illusion, the woman in the red scarf walked out of the palace, looked at the place where Liao Hua had just stood, and muttered to herself: Who are you?

She looked up at the sky again: "Go out and have a look tonight."

Getting out of the illusion, Liao Hua sat quietly for a while, and now he went to bed a little early. He also doesn't want to light the lamp and read,

So, he walked out, said hello to a few classmates, strolled to the big playground, and walked slowly along the runway.

In front of him, Professor Hu Ji and a young man were also walking. As soon as Liao Hua looked at the form of the young man, he could basically judge that he was a soldier, walking with his waist and back, and the distance of each step was generally far, but he took care of Lao Hu and the frequency was slow.

Fei Liu and Hu Yao came over again, and saw that there were few people on the playground, Liao Hua took a stick and threw a stick to walk the pair of fox friends and dogs. Hu Yan looked at this side and smiled.

Say to the young people around you: Gu Feng, look! I probably went to bed early today. The rapping fox was tired tonight. How is Daiyu?

Gu Feng replied: It's still the same as before, sentimental. I can't forget Baoyu.

Hu Yan sighed: Don't talk about them, you have a new yamen, how are your colleagues?

Gu Feng: It has been less than three years since my father's family was sent to Lanzhou. I've changed my errands five times, and I've been treated with cold eyes.

I didn't stay in the army, and the Military Attaché of the Privy Council didn't make arrangements, so I was asked to go to the Dongfu Public Security Bureau.

Fortunately, the director took care of me and found me a waste hospital for me to live in. Otherwise, Daiyu and I would have to sleep on the street. Hu Plaster: Ancient style! There are some things you should understand. Your father's accident actually has little to do with Ma Qianhu.

Our track bureau first changed from the original East Battalion to the engineering battalion, and then to the track bureau.

The track gradually changed from military to civilian, and the right of jurisdiction was changed from the west to the east.

Every year, the expenses of the imperial court are huge, and it is easy to provoke right and wrong, but it is also involved in the whirlpool of the struggle between the east and the west.

If you want to talk about the harm to your father and our big gang, it's really hard to say who is the culprit.

Ma Qianhu is the emperor's helper to your father.

Your father is upright, Ma Qianhu communicates in Beijing, and his actual contribution is not small.

At least, I don't have his ability to jump up and down, the concubine I married when I was young can now be in the third grade, and I almost became an auxiliary minister. Gu Feng also laughed: He is really wonderful!

Hu Ji laughed for a while: Ma Qianhu came from Beijing before dinner. It was pressed by someone sent by his brother, and today he lives in the principal Lao Yun's house. Lao Yun asked me to go to dinner, saying that it was arranged by your director and asked me to settle him. I didn't think it through in my heart, but you happened to be here too, so I excused myself and didn't go.

Gu Feng was stunned: You came to settle him?

Lao Hu: I also think it's strange, I'm just an empty bucket professor now, with an official rank and no position, and I can't even place a janitor, and I still place him? I wondered, is the track case going to be completely closed?

Gu Feng: That's the reversal of the case?

Lao Hu: How is that possible? None of the bigwigs in charge have gone to their positions, and it is impossible to overturn the case! It may be above, the final decision has been decided, the matter is not so hot, the details have been clarified, the case is closed, and the past will not be pursued.

Gu Feng: Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Lao Hu: If you make up your mind, it's a good thing. Your father and we will be in a better place.

Gu Feng: But what does it mean to send the horse forward?

Lao Hu smiled bitterly: probably to warn the two of us. In the past few years, I have written articles and published books in western Beijing, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and talking nonsense; The kid in front of the horse was in the place where the nobles lived in Xicheng, pretending to be crazy and stupid, blocking people's doors, rushing to drive, and doing a lot of ruffian behavior. I don't know it, I can't see it. Now, if the case is really closed, I'm afraid we'll have to clean up if we make any more trouble.

Gu Feng: Uncle Hu, are you friends with Ma Qian? My father never said that.

Lao Hu smiled bitterly: I am not friends with him! This kid is sometimes smart, sometimes upside down, and his friend is unlucky. It's just that he and I are both your father's assistants, and the things that I see inside and outside are all the two of us, and we are just tied to a rope.

Gu Feng: Then can you help him?

Lao Hu: Do I dare not help? If you don't let him close that stinky mouth, he will be annoyed, and he will not be able to, so it is strange to send me and him to Liaodong or the South China Sea.

Gu Feng: How can you help?

Lao Hu: Don't worry, think slowly! It really didn't work, so I pinched the soft persimmon Lao Yun and wanted to fold it. Let him lean up stupidly, and invite the guests in front of the horse. Ma Qianhu is a scoundrel now, and tomorrow, he will have to find me for help!

The two walked around the playground as they spoke.

Fei Liu and Hu Yao put the long stick in front of Liao Hua again.

Hu Yao stuck out his tongue and flipped it on the spot, his belly facing the sky: I'm tired! I didn't do 1

Fat Six gasped, his tongue stretched out, and he lay beside Hu Yao and refused to move anymore.

Liao Hua put the short sticks aside, and the six long sticks stood up on top of each other. Grab the seventh stick and close your eyes.

In an instant, he returned to the gate of the pear orchard.

The red flag commander waved the flag violently, and the two riders sped up, pointed to the old door with their left hand, and shouted to the crossbowman: Kill him!

With a bang, the steel arrow slashed the chest and knocked the old gate over!

Liao Hua's eyes opened, he struggled with his memories, accelerated in two steps, waved his right arm, and shot with a long stick.

He didn't look at the long stick in his hand, he strode back two steps, took the second long stick and accelerated it in two steps, waved his right arm, and the long stick struck.

Liao Hua suddenly went crazy, strode back to take the stick, strode out, the last long stick had no support, and was about to fall, Liao Hua introduced it in his hand and threw it quickly.

When Liao Hua retreated again, he waved his hand empty, and there was nothing to throw. He closed his eyes and raised his head to the sky, his chest rising and falling, tears streaming down his face.

Illusion and reality are like marquees, constantly changing in front of him, and Liao Hua is difficult to restrain himself.

He wanted to howl at the moon, but he couldn't.

In the illusion, the woman in red walked over with a soft voice: Childe, who are you?

Liao Hua can't move, and he can't get out of the illusion again!