Park Xianlie is definitely a hero like Sima Yi. Why did Sima Yi Zhong Zhuge Liang's empty city plan? It was because the cunning rabbit died of a dog and cooking. Why did Park Xianlie become the general because of the existence of Park Wangjing?
His soldiers, giving him money, giving him power, so that his army accounted for 80 % of the national army.
It is also the leader of the national army. Compared with the east to the east of the Bobo leaves, Park Xianlie is obviously more ambitious.
In the dispute, the Beiyi people are still loyal to the Pu family, so even if there is usurp, the Beiyi Kingdom still spends it safely, and there is no large -scale mutation and battle.
"This old guy is really amazing, and even promised us to retreat, and in his plan." Zhang Xiaowu admired it. He did not blame Park Xianlie to use himself, but he was afraid of the person's strategy.
He did a face -to -face match with Park Xianlie. He was not confident that he could win the old fox.
"Cracking ..."
There was a sound of firecrackers outside the door. Zhang Xiaowu raised his head, smiled with Hu 30,000, walked out, and saw a few small crickets in the home.
When the bamboo is burnt in the fire, it will swell and explode, making a crackling sound. Every time there is an explosion, the women in the family cheer cheer and take off a group of soil buns that have never seen the world.
When Zhu Wushuang saw Zhang Xiaowu coming out, he jumped and jumped over, and gave him the bamboo festival in his hand, saying, "General, you can burn firecrackers."
"Naive." Zhang Xiaowu said that he took the bamboo junction, and then squatted beside the bonfire to burn firecrackers.
Hu Sanwan squatted aside, and the bonfire redd his face. Zhang Xiaowu saw that he was wiped out tears and said, "Lao Hu, Lao Hu?"
Hu Three Wan turned around and said, "The wind is really big."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "The wind fart! Do you miss the family?"
Hu Shunan: "Think of a fart, I don't want to."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Don't want a fart! If you want your family, you can say what to pretend? It is not wrong to think that men think of home.
Hu Shunan: "But you can't say your fallacies. I just missed my mother. When I was a kid, I was a year thirty, and my mother took me and my sister to burn firecrackers.
My sister kept burning firecrackers, burning firecrackers, burning firecrackers ... Hehehehe, very interesting. "
Zhang Xiaowu was attracted by Hu's words. He laughed a few times, sitting on the wooden pier on the side, and recalled that he was happy when he was a child. Especially children were even more happy.
Don't worry, don't worry about the future, and don't worry about your family.
He remembered that when he was a child, he was often not at home on the year on the 30th year. He often played the New Year's money with his friends, either go to the street to put firecrackers, or to find children from other streets with a group of neighbor's friends.
We fight in groups. Perhaps he was quiet but the blood of fighting flowing in his bones. Every time he was not beaten, the nose was swollen or blocked by the parents of the family.
What major events. Later, the family caught up with the tide of laid -off workers in the 1990s. As the parents of technical workers, they both laid off and their family life was tight.
He still remembers the New Year's Eve dinner at the age of twelve years old. There are only four dishes in the house, a plate of big tofu, a plate of stewed elbows, canned fruit, and a plate of chicken stewed mushrooms. That is the most shabby in his memory in his memory
At the time, the family of three was happy, sitting around the stove, his father drank a small wine, and his mother watched the news network. He also did not play with his friends.
Later, the parents started business, and the conditions in the family became better and better, and they seemed to be more and less celebrated at home. Until he went to college, his parents had an accident and left him a large amount of legacy and compensation to make him allow him
He suddenly understood the importance of home. The desire of the tree was quiet and the wind was more windy.
From the inside, Zhang Xiaowu is a very traditional and conservative person. Although he changed many girlfriends, he always treats marriage carefully and believes that marriage is from one to the end. Even if he crosses it here, he has only one husband and wife.
Jiu'er, but Jiuer can never return to him.
Thinking of Jiu'er, he suddenly felt very far away. It seemed that Jiu'er's face became more and more blurred. After all, it has passed three years and it has been three years.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stumbled. I wonder what the original world was. Isn't it reliable whether there is no re -election, or is it going to the wild? He estimates that the comrades are particularly unreliable.
It is like a neuropathy and can be re -elected -unless that country is special, it is a group of two B pencils.
Guancheng stepped forward and said, saying that you need to go back to accompany your wives tonight ...
Zhang Xiaowu pointed at him and was funny and funny: "Do you stimulate me, return to my wife !? I have no one!"
Guancheng laughed and said: "If the general needs a woman, the women in the entire Mucheng will return to the door to line up."
"Get out of you." Zhang Xiaowu waved him away, this annoying thing!
"Paste it at the right! The swallows on the window paper are crooked! The lantern hangs up, what are you waiting for? Hang hung now! Why is the firecrackers gone? Didn’t I let you buy more hollow bamboo? It's almost mad me!"
The mango seemed to become a female manager in the house. Although she was not very old, the movement of the movement was simple, and the people in the house did not dare to neglect.
Zhang Xiaowu suddenly thought that as an owner, he had to prepare a red envelope for everyone, so he returned to the room to prepare some red envelopes, sealed the silver, and then let everyone come over and give everyone a red envelope.
Two silver or two or two silvers, the most of the manges, the most of the twelve silver, and the girl Wan Qiu also got eight or two silver, but Zhu Wushuang was unhappy because she had no choice but she asked: "Why don't I have a red envelope
"?"
"You are not a subordinate in the house." Zhang Xiaowu couldn't laugh and laugh.
Zhu Wushuang's hands on your waist: "Then I don't care, I want a red envelope, I will also give you a guard for free."
When Zhang Xiaowu saw her angry, she thought that Zhu Wushuang was lonely, and she couldn't bear it, so she quietly sealed her a hundred or two silver red envelopes, and told: "The wealth is not exposed, be careful."
Zhu Wushuang said: "Only others have always been careful of me. How can I be careful of others? Believe it or not, I can take away other red envelopes you reached out silently."
Zhang Xiaowu quickly covered the pocket: "No, there is no red envelope."