Chapter 335: Sad Beauty Pass

"Xianggong, what are you talking to your uncle? So happy! Fan Bingbing walked over gracefully and asked with a smile.

"Say, speak......, tell me about this full of Tartar captives." Pan Xuezhong stammered.

"What's wrong with this full Tartar captive?" Fan Bingbing asked again.

"This, this ......" Pan Xuezhong was a little crying without tears, why did we marry a curious baby.

Haha, let's get into trouble. Wang Rui was secretly happy in his heart, and couldn't help but hum a small song from his previous life: "It's not a sin for a man to cry, cry, no matter how strong a person is, he has the right to be tired." If there is only heartbreak behind the smile, why should you be so embarrassed, men cry, cry, cry......"

"Uncle, what kind of song are you singing?" Fan Bingbing, as a former literary and art worker, Wang Rui's songs aroused her interest, and she left Pan Xuezhong and came over to ask.

"The song is called "Man Cry, Cry, It's Not a Crime", what does my sister-in-law think?" Wang Rui said with a light smile.

"Oh, it's not bad. Folk ...... Quite a bit. Fan Bingbing thought for a while.

In fact, in this era, Qinglou Kabuki are mostly literate people. is not like the "heaven and earth" of the Later Qing Dynasty, as long as the chest is big and lives well. They are proper cultural people, such as this Fan Bingbing, who used to be a performer but not a person.

In fact, what they sing has a fixed tune. The literati simply wrote words and phrases and added them to these word plates.

However, Wang Rui's famous song in later generations is something sung by the people in the market in this era. It can be said that it can't be more vulgar. It's not on the table at all.

Li Xiaofang, Zhang Beijia and Qin Xiaojing also hurriedly came over when they saw Wang Rui and Pan Xuezhong coming back.

Fan Bingbing smiled: "I didn't expect my uncle to sing!" Why don't you ask your uncle to sing it in its entirety? Let my sisters listen to it. ”

"Bing'er, don't be rude!" Pan Xuezhong hurriedly stopped her.

Are you kidding? Sing songs to you little girls! This is the uncle of the Ming Dynasty, the general of Zhengdong with tens of thousands of soldiers. Sing you a little song? If it is spread out, it will become a big joke.

"My sister-in-law has a life, but my brother doesn't dare to disobey." Pan Xuezhong didn't expect that Wang Rui would readily agree.

It's been five years, Wang Rui really misses the box K song in his previous life. Okay, let's dedicate this song "Men Cry, Cry, It's Not a Crime" to the beauties of the Ming Dynasty.

When I was younger

The people around me said that they couldn't shed tears

After I matured

Say no to the mirror and don't regret it

Wandering in a range non-stop

The mind is constantly reincarnated on the lifeline

People sleep day and night with masks in their hands

I'm exhausted......

Wang Rui sang and sang, and there were already tears in his eyes. In the past few years, he is too tired in order to turn the tide and reshape Zhaozhao......

"Brother! Brother ......" Li Xiaofang and Zhang Beijia pounced and hugged Wang Rui's shoulders on the left and right.

Well, brother is too tired. We can't quarrel with that Xiaojing in the future. That is, it is to ...... We slept together, and we should too! The two of them secretly made up their minds in their hearts.

Half a month later, the song "Man Cry, Cry, It's Not a Crime" inexplicably spread in Fushan Bay.

Some people who know the inside story say that this song was sung by the loyal king general. However, no one believed it. Just kidding? The general sings a little song?

In the backyard of Yuelai Building, Zhou Shixiang sat on the chair in the main room with a handsome face, while Liang Fengxian was twisting his thin waist and walking around the room to ask questions.

"Say, what does this have to do with you? I can't say it, hum ......" Liang Fengxian said with a cold face.

The fact that she recommended herself as a pillow is well known to everyone in Fushan Bay, and she is now almost Zhou Shixiang's main wife. Originally, it was said that after returning from Chao Xian, he would marry Ming Media, so I knew that this wanderer had made such a pickled affair again!

"Don't be dry, don't be dry, this is a ......" Zhou Shixiang was clever and said the matter of Chai Qing. However, what he had in mind was automatically ignored by him.

"Hmph, the slave family will believe you......" Liang Fengxian finally skipped this one.

The two of them haven't seen each other for a few months, and they are both people who know the taste of marrow, when they hug each other and go to bed, sweating profusely and fighting, it is considered that lovesickness.

On the second day, Zhou Shi was still not at ease with Chai Qing. Although he was still in his recuperation period, he decided to go to the Military Intelligence Department and ask what to do with her.

"Chief Officer Zhang, my subordinates came down to ask about Chai Qing. She, she ...... "As soon as Zhou Shixiang arrived at the gate of the compound of the Military Intelligence Division, he met Zhang Er. Zhou Shixiang has been Wang Rui's personal guard for a while, and he is also familiar with Zhang Er, who is cold all day, so he went up to ask.

"The, you say? She shielded the captive leader, the evidence is true, and she will be hanged tomorrow. Zhang Er replied coldly.

"Ah, hanging?" Zhou Shixiang was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that he had brought her back to Fushan Bay, and she still couldn't avoid death.

No, I'm going to beg the General! Zhou Shixiang pulled his legs and ran towards the barracks. According to the usual practice, at this time, Lord Wang must have been training with the soldiers in the barracks.

After showing the waist card, Zhou Shixiang finally entered the barracks. When it was time, Zhou Shixiang finally saw Wang Rui walking towards the gate of the barracks surrounded by Chen Song, Zhu Lei and others.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Spare your life! Zhou Shi sumo knelt in front of Wang Rui.

"Zhou Jian! What's wrong with you? Don't guard your beautiful lady in your Yuelai Building, what are you doing in the barracks? Wang Rui said with a smile.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Shi Xiang begged the Lord to spare that Chai Qing's life! Zhou Shixiang kowtowed.

"! There is no kneeling in the army! Wang Rui saw him running to intercede for Chai Qing's virgin, and he was angry.

After Zhou Shixiang stood still, Wang Ruicai said kindly: "The facts have been clarified, this woman did cover up the captives." This is a major crime of collaborating with the enemy, and Zhang Er is also dealing with it according to the law. You don't care anymore. You are not at fault in this matter. Let's go down! ”

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! The subordinates are willing to use their military exploits to beg the adults to spare her life! Zhou Shixiang knelt down again.

Damn, I can't imagine that this week Shixiang is still a seed of infatuation! It seems that it is better not to use this traditional literati too much. Wang Rui scolded in his heart.

"Unproductive guy! With your military exploits? Your little military exploits are a piece of fart! Zhu Lei on the side couldn't help but scold.

"Hey, idiot! It seems that from ancient times to the present, everyone is sad about this beauty! Wang Rui also sighed.

"Please spare her life!" Zhou Shixiang continued to kowtow on the ground with a bang.

"I can order her release. However, she was not allowed to leave Fushan Bay at will. You, Zhou Shixiang, you can't stay in the army anymore! Go to the Department of Discipline, you have a good pen, go write a commentary! Wang Rui thought for a moment, and finally agreed with a bitter face.

On the second day, Zhou Shixiang went to the Military Intelligence Department to bring Chai Qing back, and mobilized his three-inch tongue to persuade Liang Fengxian to place Chai Bitch in Yuelai Building.

After reporting to the Discipline Department on this day, Zhou Shixiang began to write a new commentary. I saw him write five big characters quickly: "Han'er is not a slave". Pen number: Proud and iron-hearted.

A generation of great gods of words has risen.

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