Stage [Republic of China]

in the same room.

Xu Jishan occasionally behaved dishonestly at night, so Shui Jiu kicked him out of bed.Early the next morning, Xu Jishan would touch the tip of her nose and pretend that none of this had happened, and greeted him with a smile even more.As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling face with your hand.Xu Jishan did this for him, Shui Jiu felt a little bit sorry.

This day is already the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. According to the customs of northern Hebei, tonight is considered a small year.Shui Jiu said to Xu Jishan early in the morning: "Although we are outside, let's have a New Year's Eve according to the custom, shall we?"

"Okay, okay, you can say whatever you want." Xu Jishan agreed first, hesitated for a while, and then said in a low voice: "At most two or three days, we can reach Jibei City. It's best to spend the new year at home night."

"At home?" Shui Jiu raised her eyebrows, her water chestnut lips curled up slightly. "Which house?"

"Of course it's at his home in Jibei City." Xu Jishan grabbed him with a honey-colored big hand and let out a giggle.

At this time, the two had arrived at the Wannian County Inn on the outskirts of northern Hebei.The inside of the inn is also particular about the New Year's Eve, and it has been cleaned up and down.As soon as they went downstairs to have breakfast hand in hand, the innkeeper came up in person. First he cupped his hands at them, and then said with a smile on his face, "You two, it's New Year's Eve. Morning tea, the shop invites you."

"Shopkeeper, aren't you losing money?" Shui Jiu asked in surprise.

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and laughed twice. "Hey, in the famine year, let's make it lively and festive."

What he said was true, but it was inexplicably sad.

Shui Jiu lowered her eyes and couldn't help sighing. "Is Jibei City still fighting?"

"Fight, why don't you fight? There is never a day when it stops." When the shopkeeper mentioned this, his smile stopped immediately, and his face was full of sorrow. "It is said that the right banner general had someone kill him, some said that he hanged himself, and some said that he set fire to himself and burned himself to death. Anyway, he is dead."

The shopkeeper spread his hands and sighed heavily. "But in this city, I heard that after the death of General You Banner, it became even more chaotic."

"How could this be?"

"Literally, this person is dead, so we shouldn't say anything about him. The dead are respected!" The shopkeeper sighed heavily as he spoke. "But that general, what he did is really not a human thing! When he was alive, he was asked to kill a emptiness inside and outside the northern city of Jibei. I don't know how many old people and children died. Even now, it is said that in the middle of the night, we can often hear babies crying. .”

Shui Jiu frowned more and more tightly.Xu Jishan subconsciously clenched his hand, afraid that he would be afraid.

Shui Jiu glanced at Xu Jishan and shook her head.

"When he was dying, some people in Mr. Yun's team said they had seen Hei Wuchang. It wasn't just in the rebel army," the shopkeeper hesitated for a while. "Even here on the outskirts of our city, some people have seen Heiwuchang."

Shui Jiu's heart skipped a beat, thinking of Shuan Zi, the favorite in the rebel army who pretended to be Hei Wuchang, couldn't help but walked down a few more steps, looked at the shopkeeper face to face, and asked, "But you are tall and thin, and you speak with a strange yin and yang?"

"Impermanence, don't they all look like that." The shopkeeper spread his hands heavily again, perhaps seeing that there were not many people drinking tea in the kung fu shop this morning and evening, so he moved closer, lowered his voice, and whispered to Shui Jiu: "Don't hide it. You guys, I saw this little old man once when we passed through Wannian County! I took a peek from a distance through the window, and saw him jumping past like this. gone."

It sounds more and more like an embolus.

Shui Jiu frowned.When the gossip was over and he sat down to have morning tea, he was also in a daze.Xu Jishan put a soup dumpling on his plate, but he didn't touch it.

"What's the matter?" Xu Jishan lightly touched his forehead. "But uncomfortable?"

"No." Shui Jiu shook his head.

Xu Jishan used to know that this person was very thoughtful, and she was afraid that he would think of something from the shopkeeper's gossip, so she took the initiative to say: "Today we will either stop our journey and go out and stroll under the city wall."

"It's in chaos, what's there to do?" Shui Jiu disagreed. "Besides, it's the end of the twelfth lunar month."

"Hey, this is the only day to press the road!" Xu Jishan laughed. "The rice poppers, blacksmiths, butchers, and all kinds of small gadgets on the street, don't they all have to do business in these two days? Let's go, let's go shopping too."

Xu Jishan put down her chopsticks, couldn't help but take Shui Jiu to the street.

After going out, the crowd was bustling as Xu Jishan said.Although it was a time of war, craftsmen also had to eat. Besides, the general of the Right Banner died now, and the folks got the news, and it was very lively for a while.Anyone who had some leftover food at home dressed neatly and went to the street market to buy a rib. If they were too poor to afford it, they cut off a pig's ear and used it as a pig's head three animals to worship their ancestors when they returned home.

Xu Jishan spent a lot of money, and the clerk behind him quickly brought a bunch of greased paper bags.After walking a few more steps, Shui Jiu suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

"embolus--"

Shui Jiu shouted loudly from behind.

Hearing this call, the thin and tall man in front didn't turn his head, but hurriedly slipped into the crowd even faster, and disappeared like a loach in the blink of an eye.

Shui Jiu didn't follow behind.Xu Jishan also chased after her, wondering, "A friend you know?"

"Probably him." Shui Jiu was not quite sure.

Suspected to have bumped into Shuan Zi, Shui Jiu's interest in shopping suddenly disappeared.Seeing him being lazy, Xu Jishan spoke up and followed him back to the inn.

In the afternoon, Xu Jishan and his staff counted the warehouse in Wannian County together.Shui Jiu stayed in the inn alone, thought for a while, and took another dull nap.This sleepy wake up, still a little groggy.

He greeted the shopkeeper, and walked alone along the place where Xu Jishan and Xu Jishan met Shuanzi in the morning.This time, he was patted on the shoulder as soon as he walked to the booth selling Facebook.

Shui Jiu turned her head and ran into a broad and thin shoulder.When he raised his eyes, Shuan Zi's stiff face came into view.Shuanzi obviously had pigskin glue on his face, which changed his appearance slightly, but Shui Jiu still recognized him at a glance.

"Mr. Ruohua." Listening to the voice, Shuanzi was full of smiles.It's just that there was glue on his face, so he couldn't smile, and that face suddenly had a strange expression.

"It really is you." Shui Jiu also raised her lips and smiled happily.

"This is not a place to talk, let's go!"

Shuan Zi patted Shui Jiu on the shoulder, and then seemed to realize suddenly that the person standing in front of him was Mr. Ruo Hua, who was good friends with Ning Jimin, and he withdrew his hand abruptly, and said in a stiff voice, "Let's talk in another place. "

"Row."

Shui Jiu followed him, and the two of them turned around the end of the alley along the way.

When he arrived at a washhouse, Shuanzi pushed open the door with a creak, and said to him, "Our people are all here."

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◎"Gentle Scum"◎

"Mr. Ruohua!"

"Hello, Mr. Ruohua!"

Shui Jiu smiled slightly and nodded to everyone one by one.

Similar to the barren yard that Ning Jimin took him to before, there were a dozen or so men gathered here, busy with their own work.Some are filling guns.! Boxes.! Ammunition, and some are repeatedly sharpening their knives.It's already the end of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still people who are shirtless and squatting.

It's a scene of excitement.

Shui Jiu felt a little emotional in his heart, and because he couldn't find Uncle Wang, he turned to Shuan Zi. "Where's Uncle Wang?"

"Uncle Wang..." Shuanzi choked up, his Adam's apple rolling sharply. "Uncle Wang, he died."

"Huh?" Shui Jiu was startled. "When did it happen?"

"At the beginning of the month when our rebel army attacked Jibei City." Shuan Zi clenched his fists angrily as he said. "Uncle Wang died miserably. He was hit by a stray bullet. He still gritted his teeth and wanted to rush into the Marshal's Mansion, but at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion... right at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion, he was still climbing up the steps in the lake of blood and flesh. You don't know Mr. Ruohua, when we found Uncle Wang, there was a long bloodstain under his body. All the blood has been drained from his body!"

Shui Jiu lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say for a while.Uncle Wang spent the longest time with him when he was in the Cangbing Cave of Guijia Village.At that time, Uncle Wang's old cigarette bag was always smoking, which made everyone's scalp hurt.

Right now, I didn't expect such an old man to sacrifice so heroically.

Shui Jiu's throat and eyes were also dry. "Jibei City..."

"Jibei City has been defeated." Shuanzi blew his nose, probably unable to cry, his nose was buzzing. "Our people have occupied the Marshal's Mansion, and we are now rectifying military discipline so that we can welcome Mr. Yun across the river."

This is the second time Shui Jiu heard Mr. Yun from other people.He couldn't help being startled, and asked hesitantly, "This Mr. Yun..."

"Ah, Mr. Yun is a great hero, a resounding good man!" Shuanzi said and gave a thumbs up, and the eyeballs that had been depressed because of talking about Uncle Wang's death just now were also shining brightly. "We people from all over the world are waiting for Mr. Yun to come over. When the time comes, we will vent our anger and restore our Greater China."

"The next thing you are going to do is wait for Mr. Yun in Jibei City?"

"Yes," Shuanzi replied loudly, and suddenly said: "Mr. Ruohua, you can do it with us too! Now Jibei City is ours, as long as Brother Ning brings good news from Jingxi Mansion , we will be able to meet the North and South Grand Masters. At that time, we will go all the way to the capital!"

As Shuanzi said, he couldn't help rubbing his fists.

Shui Jiu opened his mouth, not embarrassed to hit him, so he also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Mr. Ruohua," Shuanzi persuaded him more and more eagerly. "We were all born in poor families, but you can sing,