It is really pitiful to let the girl raise money for the country with a cheap job, and if the emperor of Japan can understand the people's hearts and understand the people's opinions, there will definitely be no such tragedy. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The article also explains in simple terms why this is done, the way of economy is thorough, for a while Luoyang paper is expensive, many frivolous scoundrels, but the last paragraph of the article is the most interested, "Operate a cheap business" is not the Qinglou? "Hey, if you want me to say, these Japanese women are really loyal to the country, and they actually got to this point, but it's a pity that there is no Japanese woman's restaurant in this Beijing city, if there is, let's patronize their voices, pity and pity, isn't it beautiful?"

"This is money for the Japanese man-made warship," the man on the side laughed and scolded, "When the time comes, you will leave with your trouser belt, and when you turn back, the police department will arrest you and sue you for a foreign country and an enemy!" ”

"Shrimp! What kind of enemy are the little Oriental devils? That broken place, dare to bark your teeth at our China? If you don't destroy him, I won't be a hero of the Eight Banners! The speaker was very dismissive, and a group of people burst into laughter, "By the time you get out, it'll be too late." ”

"Then you don't need me to go out, the big iron ship of the Beiyang Naval Division," the man gestured, "Drive over, the Japanese still dare to be presumptuous, and destroy the girl!" ”

A group of people wielding shovels to plant trees outside Qianmen Street, paving the road, while nonsense, a man in his thirties, wearing a six-fold hat, wearing a shoulder, holding a newspaper, hurried past the crowd, to a teahouse, the teahouse here was originally only one floor, five years ago renovated, resulting in a small bungalow on the third floor, said to be a small bungalow, but all use the Chinese cornices and arches, just the wood is replaced with ash and iron steel bars, the walls are also replaced with fired stone bricks, very strong, originally many people saw such Western objects, I didn't want to come to drink tea again, and the shopkeeper personally came to invite, patted my chest and said that there was absolutely no foreign devil as before, so I collected the business again.

Everything in the Xiangfu Teahouse is the same, but the small bungalow on the third floor is much more spacious and bright than before, the glass windows are transparent and clean, the third floor of the nave is on the ceiling, people come in in a hurry, except for the guy, no one greets him, at this time everyone looks at the position of the atrium, and even the people on the third floor also leaned out of the building, looking down with relish.

"The ancestral system is very detailed, more than a hundred years of Yu Li Le is peaceful, the traitorous king has chaos for no reason, and he has his own virtuous ministers to protect the country." The storyteller shook his head and said a final poem, "Ladies and gentlemen, what the students want to talk about today is "Dabaoguo"! ”

"And said that day, because Xisheng missed the first emperor, the jade body was not very infected with the wind and cold, and was dying, who had ever wanted to rape the king to do evil, and actually gathered unscrupulous people, with the five ghosts to carry the technique, broke the enchantment laid by the ancestors of the Old Summer Palace and the White Lotus Sect Immortal Master, and went straight to the Tianzi room, Queen Jiashun was very chaste, stopped the rebellion, her eyes were sharp, and she shouted, the dynasty has never treated you badly, why dare you do this! The traitor king didn't stop, just once," the storyteller pushed with both hands, "and pushed the queen to the ground, hey, pitiful, the queen mother's prince was pushed to miscarriage like this!" ”

Everyone sighed, "Everyone in the world thinks that this eunuch is nothing more than a rootless thing, and he is not a loyal martyr, I tell you, it's a big mistake!" The storyteller told a story about Tang Wufu and the palace maid Anqian, which was wonderful and exciting, everyone held their breath, and when Anqian bit off the traitor's ear in the end, everyone applauded and applauded, "Exactly: the rebel king wants to kill the king, and the people of Sizhongyi Palace donate their bodies!" ”

"Good, good!"

Xiao Er took the tray and turned around, the tray was full of copper plates, and there were a lot of silver dollars, but there was no broken silver, and now the market is forbidden to circulate broken silver, although everyone is using it in private, but it can't be taken out in person, so as not to commit a taboo, the storyteller has income, more and more spirit, he coughed, and did not say, "What is the future, please listen to the next decomposition." "Go straight down, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's say that this loyal man sent Xisheng out of the Old Summer Palace and hid in a farmer's house in the western suburbs. I can't help it, how can this be? "It just so happens," the storyteller patted the startled wood, "the king of parliament is here!" ”

"The king of parliament is suave and loyal to the country, knowing that the traitorous king is in turmoil, so he threw away this wealth and glory, just for the safety of the queen mother, quietly changed his clothes, white dragon fish suit, and carefully searched for it in the western suburbs, fortunately, the destiny of heaven is merciful! Finally found the king of parliament! Xisheng was very moved, this finally has a person who is truly for himself! The two of them took advantage of the moonlight to ....... "The storyteller became more and more energetic, and everyone listened to it with more and more eyebrows, and there was silence in the teahouse, someone might as well cough suddenly on the side, the storyteller raised his head, and saw the person who pretended to cough, and couldn't help but lower his voice, and his body softened, accompanied by a smiling face, "Third master, why are you here." ”

The man was wearing a navy blue tweed dress, which was a little strange, very fitting, very different from other people's official uniforms, double-breasted on the chest, with patterns and medals on the shoulders, shining, with a string of number nameplates on his chest, wearing the same hat as before, he had a scar on his right cheek, and looked at the storyteller with interest with both hands on his chest, with three white bars on his sleeves, and heard the storyteller call himself "Third Master", the corner of the person's mouth hooked up a smile, "Don't dare to be, you go on, I'm listening to it with relish. ”

The storyteller hurriedly waved his hand and smiled all over his face, "What the student said is just a wild fox Zen, where can it enter the ears of the fourth master, if it is not polluted, it is the student's sin." ”

Everyone was a little nervous, and a person didn't know this person, so he asked the tea guest next to him, "Who is this master?" It's clumsy. ”

"It's the sheriff in charge of this part of the Wucheng Terracotta Division, the three, everyone calls him the third master."

"Your name is still Wild Fox Zen," the third said slowly, lined up the storyteller, sat down, Xiao Er sent a bowl of tea, he slowly opened the bowl and took a sip, "I dare to arrange Xisheng's script, it's really bold enough." ”

"I really don't dare, this is "Da Baoguo", and everyone in the theater is playing this!" The storyteller laughed, "I'm just painting a tiger like a cat, where do I have the courage to arrange the West Sage by myself?" (To be continued.) )