"On the thirtieth day of the third year of Tongzhi in the Qing Dynasty, it was sunny.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and when the son is in the thief's cave, he can only wish his father good health, and long live the emperor.

However, according to Mr. Geng of the Academy, the son is in North America, the father is in China, day and night are reversed, at this moment, the father has already crossed the New Year, please forgive the child for not being filial piety in front of the knee.

The child raised pigs for two weeks, and finally returned to school last week to continue his studies.

At the end of the day, my son will get up and exercise.

When I was in Dongxiang, the sixth uncle taught me boxing and sticks, and practiced every morning, vowing to fight to the death against the Cantonese bandits.

But in this pseudo-Ming thief's den, there is a punch called rich and noble long fist, and it is also called rich mixed martial arts technology, and it is also said that he loves and loves to admire, his boxing method is sharp, he is good at sneak attacks, and he does not talk about martial arts, and he cannot prevent it.

The child has a window, when he was eight years old, although he was after the rebellion of Guangdong, but he was simple and down-to-earth, and he was meticulous in practicing martial arts.

My son and he fought every day, and they won and lost each other, and they did not fall into the prestige of our Huai army.

There is another window, for the Qidong Li family, after the cultivator, good medical skills, its name is not humane.

The medical skills here, according to rumors, are passed down from the former court palace, and there are indeed some miracles.

I tasted that in a military physical education class, Fang Xiang, a child of Xianghuai, raised a gun to perform a splitting technique, and suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain, and fell to the ground and rolled.

Dr. Li immediately probed that it was a carbuncle of intestines.

When I was in Dongxiang, if the villagers had this disease, Qi Huang could not be cured, and lead and mercury were difficult to treat, so they had to wait for death.

However, Dr. Xiao Li and Doctor Yang sent this son to the Puppet Ming Royal Hospital, sterilized with drugs, cut with knives and axes, and within half a month, Fang Lang could walk on the ground and not return to his old disease.

What I see now, I know that Hua Tuo's story is not fictional.

However, on that day, the school doctor Yang said that he had phimosis disease, but he was eating rice and was strong, so he didn't know what the reason was.

When he is free, he should go to the Pseudo-Ming Royal Hospital for a good examination.

In addition, my son remembered that my great-uncle had an eye disease and a stroke, and if he wanted to be cured, he had to come here to seek medical treatment.

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After practicing his fists and feet, it was three o'clock in the morning, and his son went to the cafeteria, read the books of sages, and did not dare to forget his father's advice.

At the solstice, the child eats three meat buns, a bowl of gruel, two tea eggs, and four siu mai, which is slightly full.

Today, Chinese New Year's Eve, there are no classes in the school.

Children and three or two friends, swimming in Tenglong Mountain Fugui Reservoir.

Tenglong Mountain, the pseudo-Ming Emperor cut the bone dragon and rose to the ground, there is a big river, called the Daming River.

This river is the river of Dongxiang, flowing water soup soup, waves, out of the mountain stream and into the sea, leading hundreds of rivers and living people.

Such a big river, but it was intercepted by a dam, and the knife was cut off, just like Wei Wu raising a whip.

This dam is hundreds of feet high, I really don't know how manpower can reach, I asked my classmates, and replied: Rely on the wisdom of the Ming Emperor, rely on the unity of the military and the people, in the final analysis, it depends on engineering!

Engineering?

I heard that the power of engineering can shake the mountains and rivers, and can catch the sun and the moon.

This professional application, the child has decided, just apply for this civil engineering, born is a civil engineer, death is a civil soul, I studied civil engineering for the Qing Dynasty, and built a big tomb for him in the future.

All in all, the son has already chosen a major, please don't worry about the father.

At this point, I'm going to stop writing.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the Pseudo-Ming Ceremony Department organized a feast, not the Shangyuan Lantern Festival for talented and beautiful people, but the Chinese New Year's Eve party belonging to the working people and thousands of households.

There is a window, although she is the daughter of a fan, but she has bright teeth and bright eyes, a handsome appearance, and is deeply favored by the pseudo-emperor, so there are four votes for criticism.

In order to protect the Qing Dynasty and respect his father's life, the son will not hesitate to go deep into the enemy territory and explore the false and the false.

- Unfilial son Li Jingfang"

"Senior Brother Sha, are you still okay? If you don't hurry up, it's too late to go to the temple fair! ”

"Okay, Brother Fuming, you wait for me!"

Sha Jingfang quickly folded the letter he had just written.

This pencil is so easy to use, it doesn't need to be blown dry to fold, and it is even more handy for writing small print.

Sha Jingfang couldn't help but nodded, this Da Ming is really meritorious!

As soon as he went out, a young Hunan student was waiting in the corridor, and Sha Jingfang handed him the note.

Out of the idea that foreigners are unreliable, before these Xianghuai children came to North America, Li Hongzhang and others discussed with the backbone of the family the method of delivering letters.

It's not difficult to say, it's just the method of hiding small characters in the ancient exam.

In the eyes of the Xianghuai officers, the wisdom of these ancestors between attack and defense for hundreds of years must not be understood by foreigners.

Even when necessary, the means of Gu Dao to hide silver are not impossible to use.

All in all, these measures are used to prevent foreigners from persecuting international students.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was no persecution, and neither did foreigners.

The international students who studied abroad for the rise of the Qing Dynasty actually became the protégés of the Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty, and I have to say that the ups and downs of the world are really exciting.

But the problem is that these international students are not orphans alone, they all grew up reading the books of sages and being told by their parents.

If anyone takes refuge in the false Ming, he will be accused of being accused one day, which will bring disaster to his family.

After all, Guozijian is a school, and even if there is a little bit of militarized management, it cannot avoid the tandem of students.

Therefore, in the end, the backbone students among the Xianghuai students "pretended" to defect to Daming, became student representatives, and obtained the right to write letters to their parents.

Then, according to the established method, find a way to pass the review and convey the internal news of the Ming Dynasty to the Xianghuai Army.

In this way, one's own safety and loyalty to the Qing Dynasty can be both.

The young man who took the note from Sha Jingfang was the president of this year's student union, Song Jiqiu.

His father is Zeng Guoquan's personal soldier, and he can be described as a young man.

The two glanced at each other and nodded to each other, Song Jiqiu turned around and left the other staircase, while Sha Jingfang went straight downstairs to find his friends to go to the temple fair.

Song Jiqiu took a detour and should have returned to the dormitory to mix Li Gongzi's traditional techniques into the kraft paper, but instead he made a detour at the edge of a small building, and then walked quickly in the opposite direction.

Tuk-Tuk-Tuk-

There were three door knocks, and a sentence came from inside: "Qingfeng is illiterate? ”

Song Jiqiu cleared his throat and replied in a low voice: "Why bother flipping through the books!" ”

Then, the iron door creaked open, and a middle-aged man inside smiled and said, "Comrade, please come in." ”

As soon as he entered the door, Song Jiqiu straightened his legs and saluted the middle-aged man: "Song Jiqiu, the little flag of Jinyi Wei, reports to you!" ”

That middle-aged man is the Guozijian Jinyi Wei who tried a hundred households Niu Chaohan.

On the surface, he was a member of the Jinyi Wei Internal Security Department, responsible for protecting the safety of the school, but in fact, Niu Chaohan was a member of the Jinyi Wei spy department, whose main task was to investigate the ideological dynamics of teachers and students in the school, and to plot against the advanced elements among the children of Xianghuai.

And Song Jiqiu, an awakened Xianghuai disciple, had already surrendered to Jinyiwei half a month ago and became an informant.

"Lord Qianhu, this is the Li family's letter, Li Jingfang is the son of Li Hongzhang, you must be careful, in addition to him and the lower officials, there are six Zeng and Li's eyeliners, respectively......"