CHAPTER XXXVI

This is true love

PS: I think I have to express my helplessness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info I just arrived home, and then found that I didn't bring back the mobile phone charger...... "Mr. Hong, you should all be fine." Originally, we were ordered to go to Guangxi and Annam to develop allies and accumulate strength, and when the time came, we would raise troops against the Qing Dynasty. Passing by here on the way, I saw a large number of Qing soldiers pouring in, so I followed, ready to save a few more innocent people and anti-Qing righteous people under the butcher knives of the Qing soldiers, who wanted to ......" Shen Dezhao, who was dressed in black and holding a long sword, barely squeezed out a few tears, trying to make himself look sad.

"I thought we were still a step too late, so that all the hundred and ten people in this village would suffer, and we only had time to save these children......" Shen Dezhao howled dryly while peeking at Hong Xiguan.

"However, the corpses of the Qing soldiers in this courtyard and this martial arts scum who fought for the Tartars can also comfort these innocent heroes. It's a pity that the first evil was not punished, and the two Tartar dog officials ran away. ”

Seeing that he had been performing for a long time, and the words had come to this, Hong Xiguan was still silent, Shen Dezhao was suddenly a little anxious, and his heart was even more up, thinking over and over again: Could it be that my performance is not in place? It shouldn't be......

For a long time, facing Shen Dezhao's somewhat apprehensive gaze, Hong Xi officially said: "Thank you for your help, today's Sun and Moon Alliance will help the fist to save the dog and these five children, if your alliance is sent in the future, Xiguan will definitely do his best." ”

"Then I'll thank Mr. Hong in advance." Shen Dezhao made a joke and said: "As the saying goes, help people report to the end, send the Buddha to the west, where is Mr. Hong going, if it is a stop, we can go together, and there can be a response on the way." ”

Hong Xiguan nodded helplessly, he wanted to say something that didn't need to be troublesome, but Shen Dezhao was too enthusiastic, which made it difficult for him to speak.

"This thing is related to my Han family, it is extremely important, as for what it is, I can't tell you, please forgive me."

"I see. Shen Nanyun, the four of you went to launch an anti-Qing uprising around here and fought for the restoration of our Ming Dynasty. If it doesn't work out, you should know the rules. Retreat to the mountains first and wait for the opportunity. This time, it is still dominated by Shen Nanyun. ”

Shen Dezhao immediately arranged the action, and there was no opposition in the team.

You must know that this was the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, and some of the remnants of the Ming Dynasty were still alive, and they hated the Manchus very much. If it's just an ordinary change of dynasty, it's naturally nothing, anyway, it's still living like that. But the rules of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are a little different.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the body is hairy and skinned, and the parents are given, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty wants to promote the practice of keeping the head without hair, and keeping the hair without leaving the head, in order to protect the hair, the Han people have carried out countless struggles.

The situation became more and more serious in the south, and until the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were still very few anti-Qing forces that persisted in their activities in Liangguang.

In fact, this is Shen Dezhao's real purpose, to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. If the Manchu Qing in this world can be directly subverted in the early Qing Dynasty, then even with their strength, the reward points obtained in this regard will be at least 100,000.

As for him being an emperor, Ming Fan and the like are secondary. It's not that there are no idealists in the main god space, but the idealists are either extremely strong, or they have given up their ideals, and can only struggle to survive in their hearts.

Oh, there is another kind, that is, before entering the space, he was a villain, and everyone spit on him, like a dog who is on mourning, and he is pointed at his nose and scolded every day, this kind of person has no sense of shame, and naturally he doesn't have to have a conscience. Because his conscience has long been fed to the dogs. Well, maybe even dogs feel disgusted and refuse to eat it.

As for which kind of Shen Dezhao is, just look at his behavior. For the sake of his desires, he didn't care how much sacrifice there was, as long as he could achieve his goal. After all, he is a scumbag who has been friends for seven years in a row, and his friends who have poured out their hearts and lungs to him can use their feelings and sell them when they say they will sell.

"Boss Shen, if we fail, can we use that thing?" Shen Nanyun looked at Shen Dezhao cautiously. He couldn't figure out what was going on in the mind of the boss he admired so much.

"Which? Oh, you said that. OK. "Shen Dezhao doesn't care about this, anyway, he should be able to subvert this world with that method, even if he gets rid of it, he can find a way to forcibly break away." Everyone, take care. ”

The four of them were all extremely moved, and Boss Shen, who regarded them as gods, actually asked them to take care of themselves, does this mean that they are important in Boss Shen's heart?

Among the four, Shen Nanyun was the most excited. The moment he heard Shen Dezhao's words, he had already burst into tears, choked up, and whimpered: "Boss Shen, you have to take care more, you are a bright light in our lives, you are my sky, my earth, the light of my life, the fire of my desires, my sins, and my soul ......."

"I know, I understand." Shen Dezhao hugged Shen Nanyun with emotion, at this moment, the souls of both seemed to be sublimated, and everyone looked at this great love silently.

"And everyone, I understand. Please keep it up. ”

These short words seemed to give his seven little friends endless power, and under the glorious guidance of the Master, what else could they not accomplish? They firmly believe that absolutely no one in this world can stop them, absolutely nothing.

Under the loving gaze of the four of them step by step, this somewhat tragic farewell became more and more tragic. Shen Dezhao was even more moved to tears by the feelings of the four.

"Mr. Hong, where should we go?" Shen Dezhao wiped his tears and tried his best to look a little more dignified.

"Red Flower Pavilion." Hong Xiguan's answer was categorical. "I still have a friend there waiting to meet. If he helps, then we will be much more sure of defeating Ma Ning'er. ”

Although he already knew the name, Shen Dezhao still pretended not to know and asked, "Who is Mr. Hong's friend?"

"Chen Jinnan, the chief helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Society." When this name was said, Hong Xiguan's face was unusually proud.

Just as they continued to advance towards the Red Flower Pavilion, Gu Beijing also made a little progress under Keba's guidance.

Honghua Pavilion, do you really think you can escape?

In any case, no matter how fierce the beast is, there will always be a day when it will reveal its flaws and be stripped of its bones, right?

PS: "The light of my life, the fire of my desires, my sin, my soul" is an excerpt from the first section of the first chapter of "Lolita" by Mr. Vladimir Nabokov. I added a little more to it myself, hoping that Mr. Nabokov would not blame. Personally, I love that.

Actually, my hands are not very good, especially my right hand, and I often have slight cramps when I type a thousand or hundreds of words, but this time the whole article can be counted as a whole go, and the state at this time can be said to be pretty good. Saying that you want to say and write what you want to write is naturally comfortable, but if you forcibly make up the number of words, of course it will be extremely difficult, and even the things you write are not as good as five cents a pound of waste paper (girlfriend language) laugh.

Isn't it everyone's wish to say what they want to say and write what they want to write? No matter what position or job, this reason is universal.

It's like an elective course I took last semester, and I didn't have a favorite thesis topic, so I just found a passable article on the Internet, deleted and excerpted it, and then handed it in. And if I wanted to write it myself, of course I wouldn't, even if I wrote a little bit of it every day, I had to keep finishing it, no matter how long it takes.