In the past two days, Liao Village has been lively like the New Year. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sand singing team that set off north to Jining shocked the big and small figures in the entertainment industry in Jining City. As soon as I heard that I would no longer act, everyone was anxious.

Many people, including several top names in Qinglou, were in tears. The gold owner, the class owner and the mothers all scolded!

I heard that Sha Gongzi had arrived in Liao Village, so he got into the car and snorted and killed.

When I came to the river bay of Liaojia Village, I saw that the road was full of people, and they all went to Liao Village.

Stop one and ask: Liao Village is going to sing a big show!

What are you singing, who is singing? I don't know!

Finally, I caught an old man with an umbrella who didn't rain: old man, what's going on?

The old man coughed: "Okay! Isn't this the little peach of the year? Look at your waist! Why are you still going out, you plan to play the matchmaker!

The fat waist and little peach pinched her waist: You old man has a manuscript! Who are you?

Old man: The eyes are not good anymore! Just look at my umbrella, the pink-faced Wang Saburo! Do you remember?

Little Pink howls: You have no conscience! I found you. Peach blossom come here, this is your father. He lied to the two of us, and I always thought that he died in Liaodong and was tired!

The old man was anxious: It's true that I went to Liaodong, but don't recognize my relatives blindly!

Pulling and pulling, the peers are in a hurry: Your family should stop acting first, and tell us where to find someone. Our girl is still waiting for the platform!

Old Man Wangcun: Today is a good show. The beautiful scenery of the two capitals is a day, and the prosperous southern song of the last days of the former dynasty. Tell me to go too!

The fat waist and little peach pulled: You take your daughter, right? The girls are all first-class, but they don't have a chance, and no one is holding them!

Old man of Wang Village: If you can bring it, I'll bring it, but I don't recognize this father!

A lot of people came over, and some of them knew him: San Lang, bring your eldest nephew!

Li Baozi came over: Is Mr. Meng from Huanbiquan here?

Mr. Meng took someone's car, sat in the back of the car, and got down: I'm here!

Brother Li Baozi! Sha Sing Gongzi and Liao Hua Gongzi, Suo Da Zhuang, Suo Ye instructed, please go directly to the troupe, and the outfits will be prepared for you! I will lead you to cross the river first, have some food and drink tea.

Lao Qi, the director of Liao Village's security department, came over with Xingshan Shi and shouted: Director Wang, where are you, Uncle Wang?

Uncle is here!

The old man of Wang Village led Xiao Taohong: This is your second aunt, this is your sister Peach Blossom! Peach Blossom, this is your seventh brother, this is a small punishment!

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Pink, take us!

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Get out of the way!

A team of assistant police officers came in line.

Chant the slogan:

It is the responsibility of our police to maintain law and order and keep the peace!

Perform official duties, idle people, etc. give way!

He is on the south bank, get out of the way!

Lao Qi nodded and bowed: Director Wang, the village chief asked me to welcome you, please get on the boat first!

A tornado broke out, and a boatload of policemen went into the water.

To drown people is to laugh to death a bunch of bad people who didn't squeeze into the boat!

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It was dusk, and the princess was having dinner in Qingzhou Mansion. Meow San squatted on the ground, ate a bun, and meowed, looking restless and a little anxious.

Mao Xiaohua scolded him;

Meow San was helpless and continued to fight for the buns.

The people of the Shandong local yamen and the maritime affairs department were fighting in the ring outside, and the other personnel who accompanied the princess out of Beijing were silent, but they each started from the ass position of the central yamen, even if they did not help, there was no reason to help the place.

However, everyone admired the courage of the Ministry of Maritime Affairs, and a third-rate office yamen that had been empty barrels suddenly became so aggressive, not only to take Qingdao Dagang, but also to win the management of the Jiaolai Canal.

The governor of Shandong also rushed over, and rolled his eyes angrily: Where are we in Jinan, and where is the river transport wharf?

But the water volume of the Daqing River and the Xiaoqing River is too small, so I don't like it, so you should keep it!

The officials sent by the Ministry of Maritime Affairs were the five-rank instructor generals who had just been transferred from the Military Attache Academy. The president of the Western Beijing Academy, Yun Ni, gave the minister Lao Li a list, and Hu Zhi shouted, and the senior officers of the navy in the Xifu General Staff Department and the Military Attache Academy vied for demobilization, and even many landlubbers had to grab food.

When he came out, he gave a clear order: Take it down, and you will be there for the first term. If you can't take it, you can either go back to the Military Attache Academy to teach the students, or go while it's cool!

The same is true of the group of people who follow him. They are either veteran naval officers, or Caoyun people, or the track bureau, and the miscellaneous cards from all walks of life.

Before this, Hu Jiao took the Tanggu Wharf, the offshore islands and the strong wind of the West Canal in one fell swoop, and attacked continuously, Jinzhou, Yingkou, and Jinzhou Port in Liaodong were all captured in one fell swoop.

Other wharves are far away, but Tanggu Wharf is very close to Jingshi, and everyone has already seen it. In terms of local area, the scope of administration is equivalent to a county, and in terms of finance, it is equivalent to a higher-class government, which is more than the average second-class province.

This time, the two passers-by who went south to grab the land went all the way to Qingdao Port and all the way to Haizhou Port. There are more large ports in the south, but because they are all traditional ports, the old power is extremely huge, and the current size of the Ministry of Maritime Affairs is not enough to challenge, so it can only be slowly sought.