The host is broken

Chapter 147 The Young Marshal of the Republic of China (22)

Song Qing took out the binoculars and observed the weeds carefully for a while, oh, how cunning.

Retracting the binoculars, he continued to observe the enemy.

They communicated in a language they didn't understand, but after a few words, one of them cursed angrily.

Song Qing understood this sentence.

Bageya Road!

It seemed that they did have an ambush, but fortunately, Shen Yugui ordered the poor to not pursue them.

However, Beiping could not be attacked for a long time, and Shen Yugui's army was like a tiger. Even if they were a pack of wolves, they could not help Shen Yugui.

But Peiping must be won, and the war can no longer be stalemate.

Soon, Song Qing saw those generals muttering for a long time, as if they had plotted another trick.

"Lieutenant Song, what should we do now?"

Someone asked Song Qing in a low voice.

"Go back first."

Song Qing glanced at the retreating enemy army, and led them back.

These hungry wolves are really cunning, but no matter how cunning their prey is, can they still beat a scheming hunter?
Soon, Song Qing reported the situation of the enemy to Shen Yugui.

After simply drawing a topographical map on the sand table, Shen Yugui came up with a battle plan in his mind.

Beiping City

After dinner, Su Shumo was ready to bask in the sun, but saw a few little maids running out of the gate excitedly instead of going back to the house to sleep.

When Su Shu finally asked, she realized that someone was selling rouge at the door, and it was from other countries, and the price was extremely cheap.

Women love beauty the most, so these little maids are all happy to buy rouge.

"Miss Su, how about we go and have a look?"

Qiu Rong also seemed curious.

Seeing this, Su Shumo agreed.

I happened to go out for a stroll, I was bored in the General's Mansion all day, so I stopped by to see if there was anything similar to butter.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, an old lady was holding a small basket filled with foreign goods, and the maids were happily picking and choosing.

Seeing Su Shumo coming out, the old lady took a lipstick and walked over lovingly:
"Miss, you have to take a look, these are all foreign goods brought back by my son from abroad..."

Su Shumo looked at the lipstick in her hand, her eyes sparkling, she took it, lazily raised her eyelids, and stared at the old lady with a smile.

Her smile was obviously very casual, but the old lady felt a little guilty after being stared at by her, and the kindness on her face almost couldn't hold back.

"Qiu Rong, give her money."

Finally, when the old lady was stared at and almost collapsed, Su Shumo bought the lipstick.

Looking at Su Shumo who turned and left, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to buy rouge and gouache with a small basket on her arm.

Taking Qiurong to go shopping, Su Shumo focused on looking for food, Qiurong thought she was hungry, but went to several shops in succession, Su Shumo didn't buy anything.

Seeing this, Qiu Rong took out the money bag, and the banknotes inside were smashed into copper plates, jingling:
"Miss Su, the housekeeper will give you money, you can buy it with confidence, don't be afraid that you won't be able to afford it!"

[puff…]
Mie Shi couldn't hold back, and laughed.

"what is this?"

Su Shumo ignored Mieshi, pinched a cold and crystal-clear pastry and asked Qiu Rong.

However, before Qiu Rong could answer, someone answered on his behalf:
"This is crystal cake. Dongji's crystal cake is loved by everyone in Beiping City."

Zhongli, who was wearing a dark red buttoned cheongsam, stood behind Su Shumo and said with a smile.

"Qiurong, buy more crystal cakes."

It turned out to be called crystal cake, remember!

Seeing that Su Shumo ignored him, Zhong Li narrowed his eyes and kept smiling:

"Shu Mo, are you... in love with General Shen?"

　I don’t understand the formation of troops, so in some places, the little angels will just let it go (sorry face)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)