There is no Liang Zi in the world who can't fall, no matter what, that is Zhao Yueyue's biological father, even if he doesn't give a good face and doesn't call him father, he still has to shout when he is a father-in-law. So, that's how life goes. If it is said that there is no contradiction at all, it is impossible. can be seen in Zhao Yueyue's face, the two of them will not have to do it when they meet.

It was a great joy for Zhao Yueyue to wake up, and Mr. Peng promised that after Zhao Yueyue recuperated from her stomach, she would go to Fucheng to have a good meal together. It's a pity to say that Huzi and Zhao Yueyue have been married for a year, and the two in-laws have never sat together for a meal.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and Zhao Yueyue's body is slowly recovering, and everything seems to be developing in a good direction.

But it is not without a price for Zhao Yueyue to wake up, and trouble will always come to the door at the right time.

One morning, a man came to the ghost house. They all know this person, his name is Fang Xuebin, and he is a member of the People-United League. He committed a crime at the beginning, and now there are still pictures of him posted at the entrance of the yamen. It's just that he hasn't been caught exactly, and the shadow graphics are also painted beyond recognition, unless it is a particularly familiar person, comparing the portrait with the real person, you can see some similarity.

But even so, he did not dare to swagger this time, but halved it and pretended to be a peasant.

In this regard, Huzi scoffed. Fang Xuebin's scholarly breath is too heavy, his hands are thin and tender, he has been dealing with pen and ink all the year round, and there are ink marks in his nails that cannot be washed. He lacks the earthy smell of boiling from the fields, and will never have the smell of a peasant.

But that's not the point, the point is that Huzi saw him coming and knew that he was going to the city to find Nalan Lang again.

Except for a few henchmen whom Nalan Lang trusted very much, it is said that no one in the NLD knew that Nalan Lang had quietly changed the liaison station here. Working for Nalan Lang for half a year, Huzi has already been mentally prepared for this, it is nothing more than April of the next year, as long as he is more careful, it is not a big deal.

It's just that this time, Huzi really knows how deep these people-United Nations waters lurk in Changtu Mansion. Previously, Fang Xuebin came to beg him, but there were some life-threatening things, and he really didn't dare to let those who couldn't trust him pass over, so he arranged for some people who had nothing to do with interests-that is, the ghost family--help deliver the letter unconsciously.

And this time, the revolutionary party in other places and the revolutionary party in Changtu Province contacted through the ghost family, and it was not just a letter of information handed to Nalan Lang that they had to bring. Even, Huzi didn't need to meet Nalan Lang. It's right to think about it, after all, Nalan Lang has a special identity and must not be easily exposed, so every time he contacts the outside, he must be cautious and walk on thin ice.

In fact, Huzi sometimes can't understand why Nalan Lang, as a prince and nobleman, can live a good life with peace of mind, so why does he have to join the revolutionary party and join the Democratic Union? You must know that the revolutionary party is an anti-thief, and it wants to oppose the Qing court! If Nalan Langtu is the grace of the founding of the country, then he doesn't have to work so hard, after all, his current life is better than most people, why bother so much?

But if you can't figure it out, Huzi won't want to. One letter after another was hidden all over his body, and he swaggered into the city gates.

Although the People-Democracy League has negotiated a business in Changtu Province and purchased guns on a large scale, their activities in Changtu Province have been very quiet for a period of time. On the contrary, I heard that in the Harbin Middle East Railway Club, the Democratic Union made a lot of moves in order to deal with Lao Maozi, but after all, it did not make too many waves.

The Democratic Union said that it was a revolutionary party and a traitor, but in the final analysis, it was nothing more than a scattered organization organized by a group of scholars and a group of villagers who had a deep hatred for foreigners. The army of the Qing Dynasty was defeated by the foreigners, and they could only cede land and pay compensation in order to survive.

The inconspicuous oil and salt shops on the street, the artists who sing the duo, the boys in the tobacco houses, the cooks in the small restaurants, and the secret prostitutes have all become the objects of Huzi's letters. The wide coverage of the people-United Nations group made Huzi frightened. He knows that there are many people who hate foreigners, but in his impression, there are few people who dare to stand up. I didn't expect that the revolutionary party that the imperial court wanted to arrest actually lived by his side, and the three religions and nine streams were all-encompassing!

However, this also made Huzi vigilant. It was only at this time that he realized that this was Nalan Lang's scheme. He has come into contact with so many people in the Revolutionary Party of the Democratic United Nations, and when the time comes, half a year has come, and he wants to get out of his house, saying that it has nothing to do with him, so will these people whose identities they know agree?

I'm afraid that when the time comes, the ghost family will get closer and closer to the revolutionary party, and fall deeper and deeper!

Huzi regretted it, but it was too late to regret it. He didn't figure out the joints until now, but what about Mr. Peng? What about Li Lintang? Huzi couldn't help but guess that his father and uncle had been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, so wouldn't they be able to see Nalan Lang's tiredness? You must have seen it! But they agreed, and Mr. Peng agreed very happily.

Could it be that Mr. Peng is so optimistic about the people-United Nations? Do you want the ghost door to run into the big tree of the revolutionary party and take advantage of the momentum? Huzi couldn't figure it out, but he didn't ask.

Ever since he knew his background, he understood that sometimes Mr. Peng didn't tell him in order to protect him.

One by one, Huzi walked over, and Huzi came to the front of a small house according to the address on the letter to him. This is the last stop, and after delivering this letter, his mission is over. The house is small and dilapidated. At the end of the street, next to a grocery store. How do you look like an abandoned hut for temporary napping and shelter from the rain.

There is a banner hanging in front of this house, which reads "Fortune Telling and Divination Yin and Yang", and a Yin and Yang fish is painted below, which is a place to live, and it is also a hexagram shop with tiles covering the head. This is indeed rare.

It is said that this kind of thing is a square table, a piece of cloth, two guises and three books, which can be regarded as a stall. Wherever you go, the wind is halved, and the rain is all over. This kind of business is about "fate", and if you want to go to a lively place, then there will be more "fate". What's more, this kind of tour also has an advantage, that is, it is not allowed to allow others to trouble you without a place.

A lot of fortune tellers talked nonsense, and finally left a sentence: "If I can't calculate accurately, you will come here tomorrow at noon to pick my head." "It's really inaccurate, at noon on the second day, if people really get entangled in a group of people to find trouble, they will be able to pounce on it. Those who can open a hexagram shop are all people with some real skills, at least they are not afraid of others looking for trouble.

Huzi smiled when he saw it, thinking that there are also people in the people-United League!

stepped forward and slammed the door, a total of five times, three heavy and two light. This is a code, and it is also a way to preliminarily determine the identity of the other party. Sure enough, someone inside the door asked, "Who?" ”

Huzi replied: "Uncle, do you want thirteen incense at home?" ”

There was no movement in the door, and after a while someone said, "There is no sawdust in your thirteen incense, right?" ”

Huzi replied: "Star anise, nutmeg, and cloves are all fresh, and we are doing business with sawdust." ”

This is a set of codes, and it is completely different from the incision that Huzi has learned. It can also be seen from this that although the Democratic Union was cautious and made up more than a dozen sets of dialogues as codes, it did not develop another system of dialogues like in the rivers and lakes.

The door opened from the inside, and no one in the room looked out, but stretched out a hand and beckoned twice: "Come in." Seeing that there was no one left and right, Huzi flashed into the house - dumbfounded, he knew this person!

Huzi was dumbfounded, the person in the house was frightened. Seeing that Huzi was about to shout, he hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Zhang Li! Zhang Zhenren! I haven't seen you for a long time," Huzi smiled, "It's really a place in life where we don't meet." ”

It turned out that the person in the house was not someone else, it was Zhang Li, the fortune teller with half a bucket of water. The last time I saw him was last summer, and Huzi thought that this master had already left Changtu Mansion. Unexpectedly, not only did he settle down in the city, but he was actually a member of the People-United Nations.

Zhang Li looked at Huzi for a long time, and then he took a breath, and said with a smile: "Master Peng, Master Peng, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it turned out to be a comrade!" Before these verbosities, it was really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family didn't recognize the family. ”

"Hey! Don't talk about it," Huzi waved his hand, "The past is casual, and we don't know each other." You want to harm me but you can't do it, it's been so long, then even if you expose the matter. And I'm not a comrade with you, but I'm doing things for you for the time being. ”

"Oh, are all comrades fighting for the same ideal......" Zhang Li said and laughed to Huzi, "Then what instructions are there from above this time?" As he spoke, he bolted the door.

Huzi took off his shoes, took out a crumpled letter under the insoles, and handed it to Zhang Li. Zhang Li didn't open the envelope in front of Huzi, this is also part of the rules, the person who sent the letter should not know the content of the letter, even if he knew, he had to pretend not to know.

Huzi had no interest in the actions that the People-United Nations Group was going to do, unlike before, in order to confirm Fang Xuebin's identity, he had to open the letter, and the letter was untouched.

The things were delivered, and Huzi didn't like to stay longer. Although he couldn't understand how a person from Liaoyang Mansion joined the People-United League of Changtu Mansion, he and Zhang Li had nothing to talk about, they were just people who had some friction before.

When he went out, seeing that the sun was passing in the middle of the day, Huzi pondered where to go to eat. turned onto the avenue and walked slowly, and suddenly heard someone shouting to him: "Huzi! Why are you here? ”

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