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Tang Zhaozong found that he could not oppose Tang Zhangwei in the North American provinces of the Tang Dynasty, so he quickly withdrew to the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Zhaozong arrived in Yingzhou City as usual, and in Yingzhou City, there were countless people who were working for Tang Zhangwei. In order to attract forbearance, Tang Zhaozong took his subordinates to eat beef noodles in the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Zhaozong looked at the people who were eating beef noodles, and he noticed that there was a person, this grandson, who was constantly snorting and eating.

Tang Zhaozong knew that this grandson was not a thing, he was a guy who opened a hotel, and he was a scum who only thought about himself.

This grandson's name is Xue Jinnan, and this guy is close to fifty years old, but this thing doesn't even know a little favor.

Before, these things always give people an unpleasant bad impression, in short, things come one after the other. You can find similarities to your own situation in everything, and this is always the case. I passed by this house three times, and each time I came to the end of this street, and the more I walked, the more I felt that something was wrong. "No," I thought, "he won't lend me money, he won't lend me money anyway!" I don't know him, my affairs are tricky, and my appearance is inconspicuous. "Yes," I thought, "let fate decide, just to avoid regret it later, I'll try, they're not going to swallow me anyway," I quietly pushed open the door. Then another bad thing happened: a wicked and stupid watchdog pestered me and barked desperately! It is these abominable little things that always make people mad, little darling, and make people cowardly, and destroy all the decisions that have been made beforehand. So I went into the house half-dead, and then I got into another misfortune. In the darkness I couldn't see anything under my feet next to the threshold, and as soon as I took a step, I tripped over a woman who was carrying a bucket of milk into the jar, and the milk spilled all over. The stupid woman shouted, "Where are you going, my lord, what are you going to do?" Then she cursed and cursed endlessly. I speak of this, little darling, because I have always encountered this situation when I do such things, and it seems that I am destined to do this: I always let irrelevant things get entangled. An old witch, a Finnish landlady, poked her head out to see what was going on, and I went straight up to her and said, "Does Markov live here?" She said, "No," she stood for a moment, looking at me carefully. "What are you looking for him?" I explained to her that Yemelyan Ivanovich told me so, so, and so, and the rest. I said it was a small business. The old woman called her daughter, and she came, a young girl, barefoot. "Go and call your father; He's upstairs with the tenant. Please come in. "I walked in. The room was not bad, there were a few paintings on the walls, all of which were portraits of generals. There was a couch, a round table, a pot of wood rhinoceros, and a few pots of impatiens. I thought to myself: Forget it, before anything happens, should I leave? To go or not to go? You know, little baby, I really want to slip away! "I'd better come back tomorrow," I thought, "to-morrow the weather will be better, and I can come later, for to-day, the milk is spilled, and the generals are so angry...... "I had gone to the door, but he came in, and he was plain-looking, with gray hair, and a sinister eyebrow, and a greasy robe, and a rope around his waist as a belt. He asked me what I was doing, and I said to him: Yemelyan Ivanovich told me so. "Forty roubles," I said, "and here's the thing," and yet I didn't finish. I could tell from his eyes that I couldn't do it. "No," he said, "I have no money; Do you have anything to pledge? "I explained that I didn't have anything to mortgage, but I had that Yemeljan Ivanovich, in short, I explained everything I had to explain. After listening to them all, he said: "No, what Yemelyan Ivanovich!" I don't have any money. "Yes," I thought, "and so, I knew it would be like this, I had a hunch, "yes, really, Valenka, I wish there was a crack in the ground and let me get in." I felt so cold, my feet were frozen, goosebumps were on my back, and I looked at him, and he looked at me, and he almost said, "You go, man, you have nothing to do here," so if it had happened in any other situation, I would have been very shy. "What's wrong with you, why do you need money so much?" (That's what he asked, baby!) I opened my mouth and said, "I don't have to stand there and have nothing to do," but he didn't listen. "No," he said, "I don't have any money, or I'd be willing to borrow it." Then I told him and told him, and I said, "You must know that I have not borrowed much, and I will definitely repay you, and I will repay it when it is due, and I can repay it before the deadline, and the interest is as you like." I said to God's face that I will pay it back. "Little baby, I think of you in this moment, of all your misfortunes and hardships, of your half a little silver ruble." But no," he said, "the interest doesn't matter, but you have to have a mortgage!" Otherwise I don't have any money, and I don't have it in front of God. Otherwise, I'd be happy to borrow it. "And he swore to God, this robber!

Yes, my dear, now I can't remember how I got out, how I passed through the Vyborg district, how I got to the Vosklesensk bridge, I was so tired and cold that I didn't get to the office until ten o'clock. I was going to clean the mud brush from my body, but the janitor Snegirev said no, he said I would break the brush. "Sir," he said, "the brush is a public thing. "You see, they are like that now, little darling, for I am scarcely worse than a rag on which they wipe their feet in the eyes of these gentlemen. You know, Valenka, what kills me the most? It was not because the air was fresh this morning, and the weather was crisp and bright, which is rare in autumn here, and the good weather brought me back to life, and I welcomed it with joy. Well, it's autumn here! How I loved autumn in the countryside! I was a kid at the time, but I already had a lot of feelings. I love autumn twilight more than autumn mornings. I remember not far from our house, there was a lake at the foot of the mountain. This lake, I seem to be able to see it now, this lake is so wide, so bright, so clear, like crystal! Sometimes, if there is no wind at dusk, the lake is calm; The trees that grow along the shore have no moving leaves, and the water is as calm as a mirror.

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