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Many years later, someone once asked Dong Dapeng, who has become one of the important leaders of the country, what kind of strength made him persist in answering the questions despite being injured by a gunshot, and what kind of strength allowed him to pass all three courses of the make-up exam in three days.

Dong Dapeng was silent for a long time and replied, "At that time, Mr. Father of the Nation of Samba Country once said to me, as long as you are willing to work hard, people all over the world will help you." ”

"As long as you are willing to work hard, people all over the world will help you." Zhao Chunliang stood beside Dong Dapeng's bed and said to Dong Dapeng with a smile.

An Huiqi on the side looked at this man suspiciously, he was standing there, but it seemed to be a mystery, which made people unable to see clearly.

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, it seems that Dong Dapeng was able to pass the make-up exam in only three days, and it seems that it is because of this man.

"I'll go first, after the injury is healed, I will go to you, I have already helped you deal with the aftermath of the school, as for the person who shot you, I can guarantee that you will never see him in your life." After Zhao Chunliang finished speaking, he winked at An Huiqi, and then walked out of the ward.

According to An Huiqi, who has been Dong Dapeng's wife many years later, that afternoon, a seemingly random wink seemed to encourage her, allowing her to try to contact this little gangster Dong Dapeng for the first time who she would not see at all on weekdays.

Sometimes fate is such a thing, who would have thought that Zhao Chunliang would help Dong Dapeng get on the right path in order to repay the prism for saving his life, but many years later he brought a resolute, resolute and wise leader to Shenzhou.

Zhao Chunliang left the hospital, he was very satisfied with the current result, Dong Dapeng was on the right path, and he should be able to look at the prism under the spring.

"Commander, that person has already been disposed of. The gang was a professional kidnapper, they tried to kidnap An Huiqi before, but they were seen by Dong Dapeng, who happened to be passing by, and Dong Dapeng rescued An Huiqi. Jin Fan walked up to Zhao Chunliang and said in a low voice.

"I don't want anyone to come to Dapeng for revenge." Zhao Chunliang said lightly, "You understand what I mean?" ”

"Understand, I'll just give the order, none of those people can escape." Jin Fan said respectfully.

"That's good." Zhao Chunliang smiled.

Jin Fan shook off his cloak and wanted to put it on Zhao Chunliang.

"It's warm, I don't need this thing." Zhao Chunliang glanced up at the sun in the sky and said with a smile, "It's the New Year, let the brothers rest after finishing the things at hand." ”

"Yes."

"By the way, Aman's side, hasn't there been any movement?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Xu Changsheng seems to have become a lot less courageous, and Xiaojie doesn't see him make any moves when he hangs in front of him all day long." Jin Fan replied.

"No matter how timid you are, there will be a day when you will make a move, the more we are slack, the more likely there will be problems, let Aman cheer up, Xiaojie's safety, there must be no problems." Zhao Chunliang said seriously.

"Yes!"

In a blink of an eye, the thirtieth day of the first lunar month has arrived.

Zhao Chunliang stayed in the capital for many days, it seems that because of the approaching New Year, there are a lot fewer activities on the Daomen side, and the good news comes back from the Samba country, the aristocratic reform of the Samba country has achieved very good results, and the people's support for the nobility has surpassed any previous year.

"This year is the last year of 2099, and it will be 2100." Zhao Chunliang stood under the eaves, looked at Lin Xiaoxi, Wu Mei, Nangong Fengluan, who were gathering together to play cards in the courtyard, and said softly, "A year has passed, and I am a year old." ”

"Young master, you should be a year older, for us old bones, that's a year older!" Fu Jiang said with a smile.

"When I was young, I looked forward to the New Year all day long, there were red envelopes, new clothes to wear, and good things to eat, at that time, my heart was very small, and I always felt that what I ate and wore was already the best, but now, no matter how big the red envelope is, it can't contain the money that can make people feel surprised, no matter how good the clothes are, they are not as warm as before, and time is really a dog." Zhao Chunliang said with emotion.

"Everyone has a day to grow up, everyone has a day to grow old, if youth is always there, then there is no beauty worth recalling." Fu Jiang said.

"That's right." Zhao Chunliang looked at his three women in the distance, with the energetic smiles on their faces that were unique to young people.

At this moment, Zhao Chunliang's heart suddenly chuckled.

A question came to his mind.

He is congenital, but Wu Mei, Lin Xiaoxi and Nangong Fengluan are not congenital.

If it's just three or two years, then no one will change, but what if it's been thirty or twenty years, or even forty or fifty years? When one day Lin Xiaoxi and the others are gray-haired and old, and they are only twenty or thirty years old, will it be too cruel for them?

Zhao Chunliang once watched a rice drama, telling the story of a man whose appearance is forever fixed at about thirty years old, this man has gained eternal life, but in the process of eternal life, he has lost his lover again and again, because no one has ever been able to accompany him to old age, even if he won't mind, his woman will mind, he can't go on the road of old age, and his lover is still in his prime, which is unacceptable to anyone.

Zhao Chunliang thought of the three heavenly plants that Xiao Ai took him to see that time.

If their women can become congenital, can they always accompany themselves like this?

Zhao Chunliang didn't have any interest in the three Heavenly Plants in the Dawn before, but now, Zhao Chunliang had to keep those three Heavenly Plants in mind.

Perhaps no one thought that Zhao Chunliang's sudden intention to seize Tianzhu was to be able to keep his woman young forever, and Tianzhu was also regarded as a beauty product by Zhao Chunliang.

There are a lot of guests of the Zhao family who came today, not only those who are in charge of the Zhao family's industry, but also some of them are all kinds of people, some of whom have been helped by Zhao Jianyu, and some of whom simply want to come to the door to talk to Zhao Jianyu.

Zhao Chunliang has not spent the New Year at home for many years, so he is somewhat unfamiliar with such a scene.

Thankfully, no one came near evening.

Zhou Qingge, Nangong Fengluan and others made a table of meals, Zhao Jianyu opened a jar of wine that I don't know how many years it had been placed, and the table was full of wine and food, but no one sat down, because before taking a seat, Zhao Jianyu called Zhao Chunliang and his three women to a small room.

This is a very ordinary small room, Zhao Jianyu walked to a vase and turned it.

A secret door was opened.

Zhao Chunliang was a little surprised, because he had never been to this place before.

"Go in and meet our ancestors." Zhao Jianyu smiled and walked into the dark room with Zhou Qingge.

Zhao Chunliang hurriedly followed, while Nangong Fengluan and the others followed behind Zhao Chunliang with curious faces.

The light in the dark room was a little dim, and when I looked closely, I found that the light in the dark room was not turned on, but clicked.

I don't know how long these people have been burning here, but I can only see several black spots on the ceiling, which are supposed to be smoked from candles.

Directly in front of the dark room, there was a huge table, and on the table were a lot of spirit cards.

It was the first time Zhao Chunliang had seen these spirit cards, and many words were written on the spirit cards in a kind of text that Zhao Chunliang could not recognize, and Zhao Chunliang could only vaguely understand one Zhao character.

"This is the ancestors of my Zhao family, including the founding ancestors of the year." Zhao Jianyu walked to those spirit cards with a serious face and knelt down, Zhou Qingge knelt next to Zhao Jianyu, and Zhao Chunliang knelt honestly behind Zhao Jianyu.

"Come here, too." Zhou Qingge beckoned to Nangong Fengluan and the others, and said, "Since you came to my house for the New Year, you are the people of my family, come to meet the ancestors and ancestors." ”

"Good!" Nangong Fengluan nodded, pulled Lin Xiaoxi and Wu Mei to Zhao Chunliang and knelt down.

"The ancestors of the Zhao family are on top, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and Zhao Jianyu, the descendant of Zhao Jianyu, brought his son Zhao Chunliang and his daughter-in-law to see you." Zhao Jianyu clasped his hands into fists and bowed to the spirit card in front of him.

Zhao Chunliang did the same, and also bowed.

"When I left Beijing, I was really helpless, I couldn't serve my ancestors in the capital all the time, it was my responsibility as a descendant of the Zhao family, and now hundreds of years have passed, I hope that the spirit of the ancestors and ancestors in the sky can forgive the descendants of the unscrupulous deeds." Zhao Jianyu kowtowed directly to the spirit card this time.

Zhao Chunliang also hurriedly kowtowed together.

After kneeling down like this for more than ten minutes, Zhao Jianyu finally finished speaking and stood up from the futon.

"Dad, these are the ancestors of our Zhao family?" Zhao Chunliang asked in a low voice.

"Well, from the founding saint ancestor to me, there are seven generations, but it's a pity that my brother drove me out of the capital and inherited orthodoxy, but in the end it led to the fall of imperial power and the dictatorship of foreign relatives, and within a few years, our Zhao dynasty is over, unfortunately, sad." Zhao Jianyu had a painful expression on his face, if he hadn't been driven out of the capital back then, but had inherited the royal power, then maybe the Zhao family's country would last for hundreds of years.

Although Zhao Chunliang was a little frightened, his face was normal.

"Okay, don't talk about it, the evening is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, let's have a good New Year." Zhao Jianyu smiled and patted Zhao Chunliang's shoulder.

"Hmm!!"

This year, this is how it passed.

Zhao Chunliang and Zhao Jianyu, father and son, drank a full jar of liquor at the dinner table, chatted about this year, and even what happened in the past few years over home-cooked food.

Suddenly, a burst of banging sound came from the window, and when I opened the window, I saw that someone had already started to set off fireworks.

Slowly, fireworks exploded in the air, creating clusters of light.

The entire capital is shrouded in brilliance, and it is extremely lively.