Paid Chapter (12 points)

Yao Wenxun's cheeky smile and the slender and delicate body of the Overseer's wife formed a stark disparity. Although the bullet was loaded, everyone could guess the ending......

She is the Overseer's wife, her man is a military ruler of Yuzhou, and she will not offend the law of the country for the sake of students from the disadvantaged groups. But the drama still has to be done, and everyone has already figured out the methods of politicians. The female student who was quite envious of Murong Hualou's self-confidence just now showed disappointed and disdainful eyes.

No one felt nervous.

Only Cheng Dongyang and Li Zhenghong were out of breath. Cheng Dongyang didn't know what Murong Hualou's temperament was, but the sharp coldness in her eyes showed her unhappiness through the tightening of her lips, which made him scream in his heart.

Shocked by her again and again, Cheng Dongyang faintly felt that this woman raised the gun and would not let it go without licking the blood.

The reporter desperately squeezed forward, and the magnesium light was strong and dazzling.

Bai Yunzhan in the crowd focused the camera on the plain light, and suddenly refused to press the shutter. The plain cheongsam is not embellished with gorgeous embroidery, and the delicate body wrapped around it is like a lonely petal on the tip of a branch in the bitter wind and rain, which will fall into mud and dust at any time......

But she held the gun, as if to light up her look, and her chin was slightly raised, revealing her prominence.

"You don't dare to shoot," Yao Wenxun said firmly.

The anger at Yao Wenxun's incorruptibility and shame, and the disdain for Murong Hualou's hesitation and cowardice, the crowd quarreled again.

Bai Yunzhan pointed the camera at an angle, and was about to press the shutter when he heard a bang.

The sound of the gunshot, as if crawling out of an ancient tomb, with the rotten atmosphere immersed in the years, entered everyone's ears, making everyone have the illusion of being in a different world.

A drop of crimson blood splattered on the hem of her skirt. When the wind lifted her clothes, the slowly swirling red added to her elegance

Fired with one hand, the recoil of the gun actually only made her hand move slightly. Only a veteran with a gun at his side has such a skill.

It was as if the surroundings were submerged in the boundless silence of the sea, and there was not a single sound, and even the pigeon circling in the air was gone. Yao Wenxun's smiling eyes didn't have time to retract, so they scattered, and fell straight to the ground with a bang.

A schoolgirl in the front row screamed and fainted.

The spotlight stopped there, and it was too late to press it.

Her soft voice sounded again like an iron cut: "Execution"

Feng Yuannian, the director of the Garrison Department, had a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and his confused eyes seemed to wake up from a nightmare. The corpse on the ground, not yet ossified, had wide eyes and a smug smile, and his stomach was tumbling. His voice became hoarse: "Execution"

The people below were stunned and timidly lowered their heads.

The deafening sound of a row of gunshots, listening to the ears, seems to have sounded for half a century.

The gunfire stopped, and there were more than thirty blood-gushing corpses on the ground. The rich smell of blood wafted in the golden sunset, stimulating everyone's sense of smell and stimulating the depths of their souls.

"Long live fairness, long live democracy" The boy in the black stand-up collar was the student leader, his sparkling eyes were misty, and his voice was loud with a slight choking.

It was as if a flood had broken through the embankment, and as soon as the student leader's voice fell, the voice that resounded in the sky echoed, "Long live fairness, long live democracy."

The most ordinary human rights are actually luxury goods in this era, and the corners of Murong Hualou's eyes are slightly moist and his eyes are gentle.

The reporter's spotlight shines again, and the focus of all the shots is on this woman standing tall.

Her plain dress is born with a scorching beauty

With a slight smile, behind him is no longer an execution ground, but a stage full of flowers.

The call for long live democracy has not ceased for a long time......

Li Zhenghong and Cheng Dongyang's heads were buzzing, and they seemed to only remember that the last lady said loudly: "As an official, the White Overseer will ensure peace in the southeast for a while, as long as the White Overseer is there, freedom and democracy are there."

That's what young students need. Murong Painting's actions and commitments have won the trust and respect of the students, and the cries for long live the Overseers have risen higher and higher.

Murong Painting Building walked all the way down the high platform, and the students and onlookers were automatically divided into two columns. Take off your hat and bend down to bow. It wasn't until her car was gone that the rows of bent backbones straightened up again, and the laughter was endless.

Feng Yuannian left a few subordinates to clean up the mess, and then turned around and got into the car, remembering the sharp gaze of Murong Painting Building when he asked him for a gun, which made his heart feel cold through the net. He sighed: "Bai Yungui is a big bandit, and his little daughter-in-law in the mainland is a female bandit."

In disregard of the laws and discipline of the state, and without going through the trial of the Central Military Judge Advocate General's Office, he arbitrarily shot and killed the vice director of the Central Finance Department of the government, as well as more than 30 close attendants of the presidential palace. Such a heinous crime made Bai Yungui's political enemies ecstatic and ready to make a big fuss.

However, the next day, the front page of the newspaper carried the headline like this: "The overseer of the army in Yuzhou, and the superintendent of the military affairs of the six southeastern provinces, Bai Yun returned to the telegram: The day before yesterday, there were lawbreakers, pretending to be important members of the central government and the president's close attendants, who shot and killed students in Yuzhou for no reason, creating a tragedy that shocked people at home and abroad." This group of people who have committed the most heinous crimes have been punished on the spot. His forged documents are hereby presented to the President for personal inspection......"

The whole country was in an uproar.

At the same time as reading the news, the president received a secret document from the Yuzhou Express, which contained a forged presidential encyclical and more than 30 forged documents.

The president, who was only fifty years old, was so angry that he almost fainted, and scolded: "What a white cloud is the one who killed me, and he still wants to ask for a reward...... There are no real documents and instructions, how do these fakes do they work so realistically, Baiyun is here, it's really ruthless......"

Before the anger stopped, an official hurriedly came in to report: "Boss, something is wrong, Kyoto City is surrounded by heavy troops...... They profess to crusade against the boss"

The president fainted.

The next day, the president announced his abdication, and with his descendants, withdrew his troops from Kyoto with a disgraced face

The father and son of the Northeast Zhang family, together with the Zheng family in Shaanxi and the Bai family in the southeast, suddenly attacked and drove out the Cao family, who originally dominated Kyoto and manipulated the regime.

President Zhang Da announced his inauguration on the same day, appointing the Shaanxi warlord Zheng Huashen as the prime minister, and the southeast warlord Bai Yungui as the vice premier.

Bai Yungui said that he was reckless and did not understand politics, and did not dare to take on great responsibilities, so he resigned from President Zhang Da's kindness, took his troops, and returned to the southeast in a few days.

President Zhang Da felt that Baiyungui was righteous, so he telegraphed the whole country, and all the politics of Yuzhou were handed over to the military government of Baiyungui, and the northern government did not interfere.

When Bai Yungui's special train returned to Yuzhou, it was already early November.

On the afternoon when Murong Hualou, Bai Yunling, Bai Yunzhan and their defending generals went to the train station to pick up Bai Yunhui, it was drizzling in Yuzhou.

Under the cold sleeves, Murong Painting Lou was wearing a long-sleeved cheongsam and a snow fox fur coat. The cloud bun is piled high, decorated with a red jade hairpin, and the grace and luxury add a mature charm. It is green and astringent, without makeup and no fat powder, and the skin that is as smooth as jade is also bright and moving.

Bai Yun was wearing a light red woolen coat, curly hair against his cheeks, and his eyes were round and bright, dexterous and cute.

The train arrived at 4 p.m.

The attendant got out of the car first, and then Baiyun returned and walked slowly. The Overseers were dressed in crisp attire, with dazzling medals on their chests, shiny boots, and angular faces that were slightly weathered but handsome.

Murong Hualou smiled. The wind blew the fur collar of the leather coat, swaying the snow-colored ripples, rippling her brocade and flowing clouds.

Bai Yungui smacked her head slightly.

Behind him, the warm fragrance of fat powder overflowed. The woman in red got off the train lightly, holding Bai Yungui's arm, like a red fairy fluttering, surrounding Bai Yungui. The snow skin and rich red lips reflect each other, and the beautiful posture is stunning to the audience.

She gently gazed at Murong Hualou, raised her chin slightly, and revealed unattainable arrogance in her clear and lazy manner.

Murong Painting House remembers her, she is the aunt of Hong Kong businessman Pan Gongshao, Hong Yu.

Bai Yungui's footsteps had already fallen in front of them, and he calmly introduced them: "This is Mrs. Hong"

When the Overseer returned from Kyoto, the first thing he did was not to thank his wife for turning the tide in Yuzhou, but to bring back an aunt wife. The atmosphere was a little solemn, and Bai Yunling glanced at Murong Painting Building uneasily.

She smiled lightly on her sideways, her eyes clear under her thick eyelashes, and there was no anger at all.

"Madame" Yun Yuan gave a salute to Murong Painting Building.

"I once had a relationship with Mrs. Hong, and I am an old friend. In the future, it will be a family, and Mrs. Hong doesn't need to ...... politely" Murong Hualou smiled quietly, his eyes were soft, and his soft words revealed the dignity and affinity of the main mother.

The corners of Hong Yu's coquettish lips are slightly upturned, as if she is smiling and angry, which is extremely attractive.

"You remember her, it's best to ......," Bai Yun returned.

Bai Yunzhan's face changed suddenly, and Bai Yunling hurriedly grabbed his arm.

The white clouds are in their eyes, as if they are not visible.

On the return trip, Murong Painting Lou and Bai Yungui sat in a car alone. In the cramped space, the smell of tobacco on his body was permeating, lingering on the tip of her nose.

"Go back and tell Adjutant Li to send someone to clean up the two small mansions on Tingjiang Road and add some furniture...... Bai Yungui leaned back in his chair and took out his cigar and lit it, "Those industries were originally not very clear to these adjutants around me now......

All of his former lieutenants died in the Bertram incident......

"Two places?". Murong Hualou asked surely.

He spit out a mouthful of green mist, and the fragrance spread in the carriage, tilting his head slightly, his gaze resting on her cheek: "One is for Aunt Rong, and the other is for Aunt Hong."

Murong Painting Lou was slightly surprised: "Aunt Rong's wife? Rong Zhou? ”

Bai Yun returned for a moment and nodded: "Rong Zhou"

A hint of wisdom flashed in her watery eyes: "There are no less than ten empty rooms in the official residence, why don't you live together and be more lively with each other......"

"Nonsense" he laughed, "The official residence is an important place for military and political affairs"

He said it calmly, and she took it at ease. The husband is in a high position and power, and taking a concubine is the most common thing, but they are all surprised by each other.

Hong Yu's identity is only afraid that he is an agent domesticated by Bai Yungui; What about Rong Zhou?

She suddenly remembered the four young men of the Wu family, and suddenly brightened.

Murong Hualou glanced at Bai Yungui with sympathy, he is not easy The prosperity of a group of wives and concubines is a pleasure in others, but in his place, it is a careful layout.

Hong Yu was sent to the hotel by the adjutant first, and Bai Yun returned to the official residence with Murong Hualou.

As soon as she arrived home, the adjutant sent her a telegram.

"It's from Lincheng, my mother brought my brother to see me, and I'll be in Yuzhou at ten o'clock tomorrow morning," Murong Painting Lou said to Bai Yungui. The tablet e-book network is the most complete, the fastest update speed, please remember our website: tablet e-book network! If you forget the URL of this site, you can Baidu: Tablet e-book network, present immediately! For the convenience of next reading, don't forget to bookmark this site!