What this young man named Bramukuha said was so bizarre. Not to mention that such a strange ghost as the god of detention doesn't sound very much like the present world, the fact that Hailan has killed so many people sounds really scary. Even if there is a tiger on the side to give evidence, it can't eliminate the knot in the hearts of several people present.

Chen instructed a few people in the house not to spread today's words. One is that this matter has not settled, and if it is a rumor, it will be a big fun; The other thing is that if this thing is said to be true, it will inevitably make people panic when it spreads, and it can be said from anyone's mouth, but it can't be known from the mouths of the people in the Drum Tower.

According to his own words, this Kuha should also be a poor man, since he has picked it up, it is fate, and he can't throw out a life in vain, so Chen Banzhu left him behind. This Kuha is not stupid, and immediately kowtows to thanksgiving. In this play, there is a young man in the Drum Tower who has not shaved his head. If there are guests, they will serve tea and water, and when there are no guests, they will clean the inside and outside, and go to the concierge to live with the janitor and the handlebar. Chen had a request for him to keep his mouth shut. Kuha was a person who had died once, and he agreed, saying that he would not speak if he could.

It didn't take long for Class Master Chen's carefulness, and on the third day of coming up to Kuha, the entire Changtu Mansion knew the news! A telegram was photographed in Shengjing, and it was sent from Shengjing to all parts of the province. I have to admit that foreigners are powerful. In the past, there was a war in Heilongjiang, and Sheng Jing wanted to know that the rumors of one post station after another, and the starry night would have to be a month later. How long has it been now? The entire Qing Kingdom needs to know!

Looking at the notice posted by the government, at this time, the heart of the first person who got the news in the drum tower felt even more shocked! It turned out that it was not only Hailan Pao, but also Jiangdong Sixty-four Tun who was slaughtered by the Russians! The official notice reads: "At 11 o'clock before noon on the 21st, looking at the other side, the Russians drove countless overseas Chinese circles around the riverside, and the noise shook the wilderness. A careful glance at the Russian soldiers each holding a knife and axe, slashing east and west, breaking the corpses and bones, sonic shock sour nose, the seriously injured died on the shore, the lightly injured died in the river, the uninjured all drowned, the bones overflowed, covering the river and the ocean......"

This passage, the people of Changtu Mansion read it, that is, they read it. It's nothing more than lamenting that the world is in chaos and there is going to be a war again. They don't believe that the Russians can fight to Changtu Mansion, and a piece of land as big as Heilongjiang is not enough for Lao Maozi to toss? Besides, there are still Boxers! Those boxers possessed by immortals, the foreign devils who will definitely be able to kill have their heads broken and their hearts tremble, and their hearts tremble and they are terrified!

When Huzi saw this list, he only felt cold all over his body. If he hadn't heard Kuha's description before, he must have sighed twice. But after he heard what Nakuha said clearly, he thought about the corpses that "covered the rivers and oceans" were all living people...... Creeps! Is this war?

Thinking of the storyteller's talk about "one will make ten thousand bones dry", Huzi felt disgusted. The world only knows the majesty of the general, but what about the wives and children with dry bones? Huzi once learned a poem, called "Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream". In the past, he thought it was nothing, this was just the sadness of those literati. But since he saw Kuha, who often looked at the sky in a daze in his spare time, Huzi felt that he could probably understand what this poem meant.

And he felt that Kuha was even worse. Those "bones by the Wuding River" still left a reputation of dying in battle and defending the border, but Kuha's family is nothing more than a group of flat-headed people, who were killed by Lao Maozi for no reason, leaving Kuha alone in the world, and no one can find anyone to reason for this unjustified disaster.

There is also a list under this notice - it was announced in the name of the current emperor, so it is not called a notice, it is called a list. This post has been posted here for almost a month, praising the Boxers and criticizing the foreigners. It is said that it is a declaration of war, but in the end, I don't know which country to declare war on, that is, it is written, "I ordered tears to tell the first temple, generosity to swear to migrate, and to survive, shame for eternity, if it is a big tart, a male and female." This time, Beijing and Tianjin have been in chaos for a long time, not to mention, Lao Maozi fought Heilongjiang again, and people who understand this can be regarded as understanding - my Qing Dynasty court has declared war on all countries in the world!

Such a thing is thrilling to say, but now the things that are being talked about on the streets and alleys of Changtu Province have nothing to do with the war, they are all talking about a woman!

This morning, a carriage came from outside the south gate, and there was a little guy sitting next to the groom, and as soon as the car stopped, he ran into the city, and disappeared into the shadow. A young woman got out of the car, obviously looking black hair and black eyes, but she was dressed as a foreigner.

This woman is about eighteen or nineteen, with delicate eyebrows and delicate facial features, not like the appearance of outsiders, but some of the beautiful and graceful feelings of Jiangnan women. Her hair was like a rippling shape, and she was braided with a light blue ribbon at the back of her head, and she shook it when she walked. On the body is a white group of Western Oceans to the middle of the calf, layered, with arms and calves, and even a small piece of chest, all exposed!

The feet are sky-footed, with a pair of gray leather boots on top of them, and the heels are slightly higher. He wore white lace gloves with a hollowed-out pattern, covering his fingertips to his elbows. Holding a parasol of the same color as a headband, he walked and looked at the pedestrians on the street. The carriage followed her not far behind, walking slowly.

Just walked all the way, I don't know how many men's souls were hooked! Say she's a beautiful face? Not necessarily, this woman is beautiful, but not to the point where people look on the street. In the final analysis, this woman is dressed too eye-catching.

The arms and calves of the white flowers are so plain and exposed, even the girls of the Spring Breeze Garden are not wearing them like this outside! The skirt still clings to the figure, outlining the upright chest and the waist that Yingying holds, which makes people stunned!

She was looking at others, and others were looking at her. There are a lot of foreigners who have come and gone in Changtu Mansion for so many years, but there is really only one such a bold dress!

Some women blushed when they saw it, covered the eyes of the children around them, and turned their heads away with a secret "shameless", but they still couldn't help but look back.

On the contrary, the men's gaze is very unscrupulous. Their eyes were fixed on the exposed skin, on the beautiful face. The shaving master in the shaving shop on the street stopped and watched with the customer, laughing and whispering as he watched.

The woman was surrounded by so many people, but she was not embarrassed at all, but smiled more cheerfully.

The woman walked from the south gate to the palace. The person who really had a good thing fell behind the carriage from a distance and watched, and saw the appearance of the prefect of Changtu Mansion standing at the door of the mansion waiting for the woman.

"Daddy, I'm home!" The woman took two steps and threw herself into the prefect's arms.

The prefect patted the woman's back lovingly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back......"

At this time, everyone understood that this woman was the daughter of the prefect, An Jien! It is said that this girl is not simple, and Thirteen or Fourteen said that she was sent by her father to study in France. Now I'm back from my studies. That's the female champion! But what does this woman want to study? Can a woman be an official? Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, there have been no women as officials. But she is a female champion who came back from a foreigner's country, maybe?

An Zhifu patted his daughter's shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Why did you dress up like this, so ostentatious?" ”

An Xien smiled again and said, "I'm not so ostentatious, how can I see the customs and customs in the house under my father's rule?" I know each other, and I will know about it in the future. ”

An Zhifu sighed lightly, and even said, "That's it, that's it", which is to introduce his daughter to the yamen. The people who were hanging far behind saw that they were no longer lively, so they naturally dispersed.

In the alleys, there are a lot of things about this female champion. What is a three-year-old who can read and write poetry at the age of five, what is a chapter of export, a must for piano and chess, and what is said is like the truth. The bearers of this had a look of pride on their faces, as if they were boasting about themselves.

Huzi glanced at the street and saw the woman's demeanor, but he didn't pay much attention to those rumors. After all, what happened to the prefect's daughter had nothing to do with herself. Until now, Huzi doesn't know what the prefect of Changtu Mansion looks like, and he doesn't care about what his daughter is.

What Huzi cares about now is the man sitting opposite him, the elder brother of the Boxer White Flower Virgin, Zhang Daxian.

"You master and apprentice can make me look for it so hard," Zhang Daxian said blowing tea, "I went to look for your master and apprentice on Sun Mountain, but I saw General Tie guarding the door and ran away in vain, and I finally met you on the street." ”

Huzi pulled the two bean cakes on the table with chopsticks, and the boss was unhappy. He met Zhang Daxian halfway, and after Zhang Daxian learned that Master Huzi was not in Changtu Mansion, he dragged him to the small restaurant where he occupied a share, saying that he wanted to invite Huzi to dinner. As a result, there were only two bean cakes on the table, and together they were only one big child.

Huzi didn't have the heart to eat, so he didn't take the chopsticks and pestle on the table: "Just say what's wrong, I'm down-to-earth when I say it."

"That's the case," Zhang Daxian rubbed his hands, "I took a job to show people a little problem." But when I look at it, I feel that something is wrong, and I may have to do it. You also know that my hall has not been smoothed out yet, and the immortal family of the Terracotta Hall has not recruited a few now, let alone the king of the soldiers...... So I want you to ......"

"You want me to sell my life for you again and lose a few souls?" Huzi didn't want to give Zhang Daxian a face, and stood up directly, "I haven't moved your bean cake, you can still retreat." ”

Zhang Daxian saw that Hu Zi was leaving, so he hurriedly grabbed it with one hand: "Little Daoist, don't be anxious, listen to me!" It's just a fox who is a little old! ”

Saying this, Zhang Daxian measured a number with his left hand, blocked it with his sleeve, and stuffed it into Huzi's palm: "The bitter master's family is a wide family, and he promised to give this number!" I'll give you thirty percent. ”

Huzi clenched his hand, touched the three fingers that were usurped together, and sneered: "You want to sell me for just a little silver?" He said he was going to shake his hands, and then he was going to go out.

Zhang Daxian hurriedly said: "It's not 'money'!" It's 'two'! ”

Huzi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and lowered his voice and asked, "How much?" Seven taels? ”

"It's not." Zhang Daxian smiled, opened his five fingers and spread them out, "Ten times!" ”

Huzi gasped, rolled his eyes twice, looked Zhang Daxian up and down, and said, "I want fifty percent."