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"No, let's go, it's too late for Dasamov to come back, and Ben Governor has to wait for him to come back." Wen Xiang smiled faintly and shook his head slightly.

"Dashuai, why bother?" Mr. Mo stood up and wanted to go to Lawenxiang.

"I'm not like you," Wen Xiang closed his eyes and waved his hand, stopping him, "I want to be loyal to my Great Qing." I don't want to die under their swords and guns, and I don't want to surrender to them. The reason why I chose to do this today is just to tell Sù Barushka and Dasamov that they should not underestimate us, we don't know how to do anything. They're wrong, completely wrong, and they're going to pay for it. ”

Mr. Mo nodded and turned around to leave.

"Wait......" Wen Xiang leaned back in his seat, coughed, and then let out a long sigh, "Tell them over there, don't embarrass the Manchurians in the city, but if there is any sin, Wen will bear it on one shoulder." If...... If my brother still has a chance in the future...... Please send a message to the Queen Mother on my behalf, this kind of special area can't be done, if you don't do it, you will be exterminated, and you will be ...... exterminated."

General Mo nodded gloomily, and walked out of the lobby, and behind him, the chant of the Governor suddenly floated, "I was watching the mountain scenery from the city tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city. The banner waved the shadow, but it turned out to be a ......soldier sent by Sima, "I always like to sing two sentences in my spare time, and I taste it carefully, but it is also quite a flavor of the governor, but today's song is full of irrepressible desolation."

Faced with a desperate situation, Wen Xiang took revenge on Balushka and Dasamov with his salary from the bottom of the kettle, seeking justice for the injustice he had endured in less than half a year. From the perspective of a minister and a Manchu, he can be called a queen mother who is worthy of him and a nation worthy of him.

And the Gu Tuan Leader, who was also immersive, was still thinking of coexisting and dying with Weihai at this time. Wen Xiang once pointed out to him that he did a lot of evil, if there was no Weihai, how many people would have to settle this qiē with him? Gu Tuanshou himself knew better than anyone else in his heart. As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials, but if they are in another place, the head of the ancient regiment will not dare to be against a feudal official no matter what. But today is different, this is the Weihai Special Zone, and it is a foreigner who has the final say, he is an authentic Orthodox Christian.

Not long after General Mo walked through the back door of the Yamen of the Governor's Palace, Dasamov, who was already hysterical, was led in from the main gate by the head of the Gu regiment, followed by a group of menacing and heavily armed soldiers.

The dock was blocked, and Dasamov had to take the rebels of the first regiment back to the city, and tightly closed the east gate.

As soon as he stepped down the steps of the gate, he had just bypassed the shadow wall in front of him, and Dasamov, who was walking in front, slipped and almost fell. He hurriedly stabilized himself with the saber he was holding in his hand, glared fiercely, and seemed to want to come up and support his Gu Tuantou.

He had already seen Wen Xiang sitting there like a stone statue in the middle of the lobby opposite. The battle situation is so difficult, and at such a critical moment, how can this bastard Qing Governor not be of one heart and one mind, but want to take a rebellious act, how can he not be angry. He stepped forward again, he was going to rush in, to kill the damned pig with his own hands.

With a snap, Dasamov was probably taking too big a step, and felt the soles of his feet slip out again. This time, he didn't have time to react, and fell on all fours on the blue brick floor.

At the same time, the soldiers who followed behind him, including the Gu Regiment leader, fell one after another.

It's really *** bad luck to get home. Until the moment he fell to the ground, Dasamov did not think about why he fell? As he struggled to sit up, his hands on the ground and ready to get up, he felt something strange on the ground. His hands felt sticky and slippery to the touch.

Wen Xiang in the lobby didn't move.

There is oil on the ground! Dasamov was shocked. Suddenly, he thought of the doorman who had been kicked hard by him at the gate of the Governor's Palace, holding a torch in his hand and a mysterious smile on his face. He thought again of the strange smell he had smelled when he entered the door, but had not pondered it carefully, and ...... Yes, and the thatch piled up inside the gate.

"Boom ......" It was too late to think of anything now, and the light flashed, and immediately, the entire yamen of the governor's palace was flooded by fire......

Seeing the fire that suddenly burst out in Weihai City, when the roaring military horn that pierced the night sky sounded in the direction of Xuanwu Gate, and then connected to the West Gate and South Gate, and when the guns and cannons rang out again on land, Barushka on the sea knew what he should, or what he had to do.

The Tsaritsyn, the flagship of the Third Fleet of the Russian Dispatch Force in China, took the lead in hoisting the white flag.

"It's not a matter of honor or not, soldiers also have the right to live. When the tide of war is doomed and there is no way to turn it around, when you don't even dare to fight the guns on the warship anymore, what other way can you do but surrender? These are the exact words of Barushka.

Yes, a soldier has the right to live, and he Barushka also has the right to choose to live, he is right. But he didn't think about it for a single moment, in Weihai, did you give the unarmed Chinese people the same choice?

On the avenue of Mishan Town, every day there began to be a withdrawal from the direction of Weihai, and groups of Red Army of the Celestial Empire passed by. At this time, Gao Laogui always had to stand under the old locust tree at the entrance of the town with a cane. In front of him was a wooden table with more than a dozen large bowls on it, and in a few large cauldrons next to him were pots of mung bean soup.

"Child, drink more to relieve the heat." Seeing the soldiers on the horse drinking their mung bean soup comfortably, Gao Laogui smiled with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Dad, I'm not thirsty."

Whenever he encountered such a Red Army soldier, Gao Laogui would pause his crutches on the ground, and his gray goatee began to move, "Be careful that the saddle gets on your buttocks." He grunted unhappily in a voice that only he could hear.

When he was doing the above qiē, his eyes were always wide open, looking left and right, as if he was looking for something.

Those close to him knew that this old man, who had no children and had given up his family property, was waiting for the little Red Army he was familiar with.

Seeing the old man come every day with hope in his arms, and return every day with endless melancholy, people kindly persuaded that the army could pass at any time of the day and night, and perhaps they would have passed by one night.

Gao Laogui didn't believe this. I am old, but I am not blind in my eyes and deaf in my ears.

The ranks of the Red Army are getting less and less, and Gao Laogui unknowingly catches fire, and the food is not fragrant. He really likes the little soldier who saved himself and is alive, how many times have he become his own son in his dreams. This kid left with such a serious injury, don't have three or two shorts, people are old, he needs a sustenance too much.

Finally, one day, the mayor of the town accompanied several Red Army soldiers to his house. The one he knew, the one who was in the lead, was a senior officer of the Red Army, and he had also lived in his home.

"Dad, let's take a look at your old man for Xu Fang."

Cheng Ming sat on the edge of the kang and held the noble hand, "He went to perform the guardian mission, and he couldn't get out." ”

Hehe, it's rare, it's rare that this kid is really thinking about me, Gao Laogui's swollen teeth that have been feeling for a few days are suddenly much more comfortable.

"The world is not peaceful, and it is difficult to be home. Sue him, when you have time, you must come back to see, I am waiting for him. ”

"Your old man should also take good care of his body and bones, and the future days will be good, so you have to enjoy it." If there is any difficulty, the town will help you. ”

"Hehe, then it goes without saying that my body is good and I can live for twenty years." Gao Laogui smiled proudly, "I have said to the town, I may not be able to do other work, but I want to run a school in the town, I will check the door of the school every day, and I can still take care of Mr. ”

After that, Gao Laogui gave everything he had and built a primary school in the town, and he really became the gatekeeper of a school. Every day, he welcomes the lively and lovely children like flowers, just outside the classroom door, listening to the cheerful sound of reading inside, and his face is full of wrinkles with smiles.

He has been looking forward to the day when Xu Fang returns, every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, whoever comes to invite him in the town, he will not go, that is, he waits in his small house, on the small kang table, there are two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, one of which is reserved for the child who may suddenly break in like back then.

Many years later, when the old man was dying, several soldiers of the Weihai garrison surrounded him in front of his sickbed, and one of them put a big photo in the old man's hand.

On it was a white tombstone sleeping in the pine and cypress.

"Child, you're finally back......" Gao Laogui pressed the photo tightly to his chest and looked serene, "Actually...... Actually, I guessed it a long time ago...... Or...... Or ......"

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