Let's go back to this unit of the Russian army through Changtu. After passing Changtu, this army was stationed at Tieling. He took over the railway station and the telegraph office, and then built a large number of buildings, and there was no intention of continuing the war, but it seemed that he was going to build fortifications here and stationed there for a long time.

This army did nothing, but it was the troops originally stationed in Lushun, all the way to conquer the city, and on the eighth day of the eighth month of the leap month, they defeated Fengtianfu! In this way, the place outside the gate, the white mountains and black waters in the northeast, and the bright blue sky, have completely fallen into Lao Maozi's pocket.

So what's the solution? Lafayette has already issued a general document, saying that it is necessary to "measure the material resources of China and form a friendship with the country", and it is natural for the common people to endure.

The battle of General Shengjing defending the city in Fengtian City was originally vigorous, and if it was placed in the past, it would be a good material for storytellers. Compile it, such current events are even more popular to hear. Dare to say it now? Lao Maozi, a peanut, collapsed your head!

Those who take cow bones and sing songs on the street to ask for food know that they have made up new words: "That Russian **, majestic, like a heavenly soldier with a longbow!" A cannon bombarded the city gate, and the thief kicked his leg ......"

Things in the world are strange. That old Maozi didn't do a good thing in the northeast burning, killing and looting, it stands to reason that both the government and the people should hate them so much that they itch to the root of their teeth - Lao Maozi kills people without leaving a living mouth in one village and one village, and only when he goes to the city to cherish the house and does not set it on fire. But these surviving Qing people still look fine. The Kanto region is full of Lao Maozi's territory, and it has settled down a little, and everyone should do what they should do, and the monstrous waves of burning corpses everywhere have been extinguished, and they have all been forgotten.

The people in the city of Changtufu, those who should go to work, those who should go to work, those who should go to work, those who should collect land, and those who should sing operas, are the sons and daughters of those banner people, and they have also returned to their usual appearance of walking birds in cages. Even the private school has started to attend classes normally, and those schoolchildren, when the private school goes to class again, there are actually a lot of them except for Zhao Shankun!

Lang Yunshu and Liu Laoben lived outside the city, and this incident did not become a disaster of chaotic swordsmen, and the lives of the two were saved, and they were thankfully not daring to ask for too much. Now that I have come back to class, I am overjoyed to be able to make ends meet.

No one knows that the Zhao family's mansion has become the headquarters of foreign devils. There are also many children in the private school who have been favored by Zhao Xiaogou before, and they are close to play. Now it's just that he's dead, and he doesn't mention it one by one, as if there was no such person before.

It's just that the utensils of the students in the private school are brought from their own homes one by one, and when the puppy was studying here, there was a pair of tables and chairs with red acid branches in the front row. Although he was low and couldn't use it, in order to be out of sight and out of mind, Lang Yunshu still moved him to the back.

It's a little embarrassing to think about it. Although this child is very unkind to see readers, Lang Yunshu is a little disgusted. But it's a chance acquaintance, there is a mentor-apprentice relationship, and he is one of the students he taught for the first time, and now he is dead, which is distressing.

If you think about it a little in your heart, you can't last long. It was already time to arrive, Lang Yunshu just wanted to blow out the lamp to sleep, but he heard a woman's voice behind him calling him: "Is Childe so anxious?" The slave has just arrived, and he wants to blow out the lamp? ”

Lang Yunshu was excited, and when he turned around, there was a woman sitting on the kang. A little powder, lightly swept the moth eyebrows, it was the woman who invited him to visit the mountain temple that night!

"Yikes!" Lang Yunshu was surprised and delighted, but he slept on the case, "Girl, but I dreamed of you again!" ”

Grandma Seventeen laughed: "You still call me girl, last time, you called me to be Seventeen...... Is Childe really a dream? In the dream of the slave family, the son can do whatever he wants. ”

Lang Yunshu gave a deep salute: "The seventeenth girl laughed, the so-called 'gentleman is cautious', even if it is in a dream, if she does not abide by her heart, I am afraid that she will tarnish the name of the scholar." ”

"Where are the readers?" Grandma Seventeen rolled up her sleeves and stood up, "The autumn is high and cool, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the long night, the lonely men and widows are in the same room, can the son only think of Zi Yushiyun?" ”

Lang Yunshu was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back: "Even though it is in a dream, Lang can't do it easily." Xiaosheng also has a sweetheart, I still have to wait for one day to become famous, and the eight-lift sedan chair is marrying that girl, how can I be sorry Yi. ”

Hu Qiyi raised her eyebrows, stepped forward and stretched out her hand, and pulled Lang Yunshu on the edge of the kang to sit, she herself clinged to Lang Yunshu's body, stretched out her fingers and drew circles on Lang Yunshu's chest: "Scholar, you said that you have a sweetheart, but you don't look down on the slave family?" Let me ask you, what kind of flower and moon did that girl look like, and did she have the beauty of thought? Can you still compare the slave family? ”

Where did Lang Yunshu go through such a teasing? The face is flushed, and the whole person is wooden! wanted to break free, but it was not as strong as Hu Seventeen. A little more effort? Lang Yunshu was a little reluctant again. After being stunned for a while, Hu Qiqi was a little impatient, his face leaned up, and he exhaled hot air into Lang Yunshu's ear: "Thinking about that girl?" Is she better than me? ”

"No...... It's not the same ......" Lang Yunshu became a little stammering when he opened his mouth, and the country accent became even thicker, "Nong is a beauty, and that girl is not as good as yours in terms of appearance." It's just that the girl has only learned people, sometimes has high opinions, and does things vigorously and resolutely, which is different from ordinary women. whispered that although she was consciously humble and unworthy of her, she also wanted to get fame one day and marry her for a hundred years. ”

Hu Qiqi put down his hand, raised his body and sat directly in Lang Yunshu's arms: "Is it really as good as you said?" ”

Feeling that Lang Yunshu's heart was beating faster and faster, the corners of Hu Qiqi's mouth raised a slight smile - which normal man in the world can stand this? The story of Hui Yanashita, Hu Seventeen never believed it.

"Girl...... Seventeen girl, please weigh yourself......" Lang Yunshu's face was as red as a monkey's belly, and his panting was a lot heavier, and he reached out to push, and he really felt like a Tarzan made of meat on his legs, and he couldn't push or move it.

Grandma Seventeen scolded with a smile: "Son, you are so shameless!" This is in your dream, you want me to do this, I did this, if Childe didn't have the idea of being happy with me, I would naturally come down. The son is a good man, but he can't even push the little girl, doesn't he just want the slave family to get up? Why don't you tell me about the girl in your heart first, so that the slave family can see and understand. ”

Hu Qiqi's words came out, Lang Yunshu couldn't cry or laugh, thinking: Don't I also want to be happy in the Chunluo tent?

"That girl is the daughter of the prefect's family!" Lang Yunshu thought for a moment, but still opened his mouth, "I don't want to climb the prefect's family or anything, I just like that girl, after all, I want to be the champion in the future!" ”

As soon as she straightened up, Grandma Seventeen turned around and sat down in front of the desk, and suddenly felt that Lang Yunshu, who was empty in her arms, was still a little reluctant. Hu Qiqi sneered: "You down-and-out scholar really want to eat swan meat with a toad, can the daughter of the prefect be touched by a character like you?" You know, the daughter of the prefect was promised to Nalan Bowei, and she is a member of the imperial court, what are you? Even if Ann Ann doesn't marry Nalan Bove, do you know that Nalan Lang is entangled with Ann Anna? Why do you say that when the private school is dismissed, Xiao Guogong often happens to pass by and walks with An Xien? You're thinking about so many things, why don't you ...... Take advantage of the night to go to Wushan with me to be a fairy! ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lang Yunshu shook his body and stood up, pointed at Hu Qiqi and scolded, "I study poetry and books hard, so naturally I want to be an official, and I may not be worse than Nalan Bowei!" Although it is in a dream, I have no name and no point in you, how can I be a fairy? Go away, but don't come again. ”

Hu Qiqi sighed for a long time, and said in his heart that someone is really stupid to read. She has been hundreds of years old in her life, and she has met two people who do not sit in chaos and do not take advantage of others, one is a reader, and the other is also a reader!

She waved her hand casually, and Lang Yunshu fell asleep on the kang. A breeze swept around the house, and Hu Qiqi disappeared.

The Hufu Immortal Pavilion is still brightly lit, and it is very lively in the third watch.

Hu Seventeen climbed the stairs of the verandah, and all the fox fairies who saw him bowed and saluted, saying "Seventeen grandmothers are auspicious". Hu Qiqi was on fire in his heart, he smiled in the past but now he didn't see it, he went upstairs and didn't pay attention to others. These little fox fairies are beating drums in their hearts, and they say in their hearts, which one of them dares to provoke Grandma Seventeen? Gotcha! Stop a little in the past few days, don't cause any trouble, lest Grandma Seventeen sprinkle this evil fire on herself.

While speaking, Hu Qiqi returned to his room, Hu Chuanwen had been waiting in the room for a long time, and said a thousand blessings: "Grandma, you are auspicious." ”

After such a long time, Hu Chuanwen no longer has a trace of Tian Orion's appearance, and he has completely recovered his womanhood. It's a pity to say that she's still a smoke soul, even if she transforms into a fox, it's fake, and she's a ghost in the end.

Grandma Seventeen sat on the couch, and her robe fell to the ground: "Chuanwen, you are already an immortal family in the old fairy hall of the Huang family, and you are the little girl's personal newspaper, you have to do things more carefully, how can you run home from time to time?" It's a break in the rules. ”

"Oh, grandma......" Hu Chuanwen snorted angrily, knelt at Hu Qiqi's feet and pinched her legs, "Didn't I miss your old man?" Besides, Huang Xuewen, the Huang family's newspaper, is a stuffy gourd. One is very boring, it is better to come back and serve your old man. ”

Hu Qiqi stretched out his hand and poked Hu Chuanwen's head: "My granddaughter is almost a little bit else, that is, she has a clever mouth, which can make her grandmother happy." ”

Hu Chuanwen saw a smile on Hu Qiqi's face, and then spoke again: "Grandma, why do you say you're suffering?" I'm afraid it's not far from that catastrophe, are you just a good student at home and can't cultivate? Although it is said that the method of cannibalism yang qi can increase Taoism, it is not cultivated by oneself in the end, and I am afraid that it will damage the state of mind. When the time comes, there will be trouble. ”

Grandma Seventeen stroked Hu Chuanwen's head, let out a long sigh, and said, "Child, what do you think grandma is for?" This Kanto is not the Kanto of the past, and there are a lot of capable people in Changtu Mansion for some reason, and many of them have bad intentions. Grandma has been sitting here for so many years, and she has already lived enough, but I have to protect the fairy pavilion! I don't care if I cross the tribulation or not, our immortal pavilion can survive, it can be regarded as a serious matter. ”