Chapter 499 The Wedding Banquet in the Gathering Hall
At night, the hall with the plaque of Juyi Hall was brightly lit. Deputy Marshal Xu Zhanbiao led a group of officers to congratulate the groom and the bride.
There are more than twenty Eight Immortals tables in the hall, which are filled with a hundred couples of grooms and brides. The number is very auspicious. However, the expressions of the brides vary, some are excited, some are shy, and most of them are worried.
There were expressions of reluctance, and some people wept silently. But women are always weak, and are taken over by men. If they had the opportunity to give them a status, it was the matchmaker who was marrying them, so these women accepted their fate.
In addition to Yang Dawazi, He Mingtang, Mu San and other righteous men, each of them occupied a girl, laughing, kissing and touching her. It was unclear how many times this was their marriage. There were also a few officers who became grooms, most of them
The grooms are both veteran soldiers who have made meritorious service. You can see a fairly decent-looking woman sitting next to Liu Sheng, the Sichuan Army Captain who is carrying the explosive pack.
Li Guolou followed Xu Zhanbiao and distributed wedding money and a gift to the groom and bride. He belonged to a wealthy family and gave each groom and bride a piece of bright brocade silk, nagging:
"Live a good life from now on, forget the past, focus on the future. Let's grow old together!"
"That's right, that's right! I have to upgrade to be a dad!" He Mingtang let loose and yelled loudly. If it weren't for the sake of the top officer's face, he wouldn't get married. But today is different. Several people with status
The superiors were all here, so they joined in the fun and promoted a woman who had done the job to the wife's position.
Li Guolou glanced at the bride with red and swollen eyes, and warned: "Bride, you are already blessed by your ancestors for eighteen generations. Hemingtang is a good man, you should know how to cherish it. He is not a virgin, so it won't hurt.
Where to go."
The bride's face turned red. Thinking of He Mingtang's ferocity last night and his continuous conquest all night, she couldn't help but feel passionate. She held her husband He Mingtang with one hand. Sexual happiness is very important for a woman. Life must go on. Put aside the past and look forward to the future.
In the future, women who can sit here can see a happy tomorrow.
The whole audience burst into laughter, and even the brides not only smiled, but glanced at Li Guo Tower with their clever eyes, thinking to themselves: Whoever is lucky enough to be pressed under this officer is also a blessing inherited from eighteen generations of ancestors.
When deputy commander Xu Zhanbiao heard Li Guolou say bad words for the first time, he couldn't help but turned around and said, "Master Li, do you also want to be the groom?"
Li Guolou shook his head like a wavy drum and lamented: "Deputy Commander Xu, don't mention the ladies. Even when I visit the brothel, I will be trapped by the madam and Sister Huahua. I have been so lucky in my life that I don't dare to go back with a dirty look.
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Xu Zhanbiao smiled happily and said: "Who told you that your nickname is Zhao Zilong? Women like shining silver guns."
There was another burst of laughter, and even the dust on the beams fell down. It was so beautiful, but the officers did not take the opportunity to eat tofu in a formal manner, and started to mess around with the bride. The hall was filled with officers laughing and joking.
The servants are getting married. They will take advantage of each other tonight regardless of each other. Neither the groom nor the bride can be angry.
Although Li Guolou was laughing and thought it was a lot of fun, he was not moved at all. He was not sweet at all. What was the point of being such a bully? Suddenly he thought of his own destiny and thought about it several times.
Being suppressed by a woman, women will also use their beauty and power to seduce men. Isn’t he being played with like these female prisoners of war? How sad! After thinking about it from his perspective, it turns out that
I am so unbearable, in the same situation as the bride in front of me, forcing myself to smile and deceiving myself and others to survive. The most annoying thing is that I have to support those shameless women for the rest of my life! Li Guolou understands this and can't help but help himself.
He was aggrieved, vowed never to be a passive one again, forced his face to show off his beauty, even if the beauty took off all her clothes, he would kick the shameless beauty out of bed.
Others were laughing, but Li Guolou couldn't help but wiped his eyes, wiped away the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and said to himself, don't think about messy things. "Leave the past behind and look to the future!" is also his motto.
There were happy words all the way. When he saw Yang Dawazi's left hand hanging on his chest and a strap on his shoulder, Li Guolou asked with concern: "Yang Dawazi, you won't let go even if you are injured. You don't want your life."
Already."
Yang Dawazi seemed to be still unhappy and lamented: "Master Li, I have no choice but to set an example. Otherwise, my brothers will not be willing to accept it. No matter how difficult it is, you have to go up against it, and you can't get out of the line of fire even if you are slightly injured."
Yang Dawazi put his good hand around the bride and kissed her in public, which immediately won the hearts of the whole house.
Li Guolou burst into laughter, adjusted his mentality, and nodded, agreeing with Yang Dawazi's words that he could build a team. Yang Dawazi's personal charm infected his bandits, and one person could change the fate of hundreds of people. If Yang Dawazi had
If the boy is more stupid, he will either be used as cannon fodder by the Hui army or be betrayed by the Huizi. Yang Da Wazi, like Dong Fuxiang, is a momentary hero and a hero.
He saw a table of suicide squad members smiling brightly and drinking with Liu Sheng. Li Guolou couldn't help but glance at Huangding, Shaan'an Road. Happiness was just an illusion, and there were only a few successful examples. Most of these brothers who shared life and death with the groom Liu had no good intentions.
In the end, they will all die gloriously in battles. Being able to stand up
Liu Sheng, who had achieved great success and was able to win a beautiful woman, was just a bright firework that Huang Ding showed to those suicide squad members. Liu Sheng, who wrote the legend, may be able to occupy a high position in the Sichuan Army, but that is a false success, and the real unknown heroes are all
Sleeping under this land, even the bones were blown to pieces.
But this is the essence of war, the dazzling fireworks. Everyone wants to be a hero like Liu Sheng, gain both fame and wealth, and become a leader in the army. Soldiers inspire themselves with heroic deeds like Liu Sheng and are not afraid of sacrifice.
He braved the hail of bullets and marched forward. As an officer, you should find this kind of model in the army, carry it forward, constantly brag, and improve Liu Sheng's character. Heroes who can survive a cruel war should enjoy glory and wealth.
Li Guolou came forward with a smile, holding a wine bowl and toasting, and nodded in approval: "Well done, Mr. Liu. If you have the opportunity to come to Tianjin Wei to give lectures to those students, I will pay for it. You can bring your wife with you, and I will show you around."
Old Summer Palace."
Liu Sheng was half drunk and half awake. He had laughed countless times and cried countless times. He was in a dream. When he saw his dead comrades, his red and swollen eyes could hardly be opened. He said vaguely: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for being considerate."
I, I will definitely bring my wife to you. Giving lectures is a trivial matter. I like telling stories the most! What’s your name, wife?”
People around laughed wildly. Does it matter what the bride’s name is? Most brides will have a new life, and they will also have new names. Even their beliefs will change. A battle can change a person’s life. The chaos will bring chaos to everyone.
The residents of the northwest were reborn through blood, changing the destiny of a nation. Many women left their hometowns, followed in the footsteps of the Qing army, and remarried elsewhere.
Although these Hui women and Han women cannot let go of their attachment to their hometown, their fate has decreed that this land will not favor them for the rest of their lives.
The Hui people used to be a people who were good at doing business. The Silk Road made many Hui people rich, and also allowed the Hui people to have money, food and people when they rebelled. However, because of the Hui rebellion, the Qing Dynasty changed its attitude towards the Hui people.
Let the Hui people do business, let alone allow the Hui people to live in a natural place with natural protection. If the Hui people are moved to poor and backward areas, a nation will suffer a lot in the years to come.
As for the attitude towards women, the Qing army is very shameful, but history tells us that most armies are like this, including the so-called righteous army. The only Yuejia Army that has been specially written down, historians tell the world that the Yuejia Army has strict military discipline.
, can be called a model of the nation, but it is an army that cannibalizes human flesh. Although it eats the flesh of the enemy, it is not something done by soldiers, and it is not worth boasting about.
The Hui people were even crazier. Dong Fuxiang’s return to the army did not correct this problem. This can be seen in how the Hui soldiers in later generations treated the female Red Army soldiers. War involves killing and has also derived various unspoken rules. When criticism is needed, historians will bring it up.
Several
Most of the time, evil deeds are blamed on the enemy. The truth is that both sides are equally shameful. The army opened up new territories and brought unspoken rules to all directions, and then covered up the evil deeds and buried them in the dust of history.
I won’t mention the scandalous things about my ancestors.
Male killing must include possessing the delicate body of a female. Just like two stags fighting in a decisive battle, the female deer is tasted by the victor and passes on the family line to the victor. Now the heroes of the Qing Dynasty have this honor. The wedding banquet was full of people, and the officers
Bragging about military exploits and telling about yesterday's cruelty and bravery. What could be more impulsive than killing someone else's husband and occupying the woman's body?
The supreme glory made the grooms drink wine in excitement and shout impulsively.
Those brides were also drunk by the wine, numbing themselves with alcohol, forgetting the pain, forgetting the past, putting aside the shackles of morality, and sitting on the man's body.
The Qing Dynasty promoted honor and chastity memorial arches in various places to commend women who were determined to persevere. But on the battlefield, we learned that most people were still willing to live. These women had the chance to commit suicide, but they survived and turned into women after one night.
Other people’s wives. Some are still mothers, but the children will never
Out of sight, most of the children were taken away by Peng Dingyue, the chieftain of the local soldiers, and Mo Baoguo, the chieftain of the soldiers. What will be the fate of these children in the future? No one cares. The ethnic minority armies need trophies to fight for the Qing emperor. Since ancient times,
The tradition that has been passed down to this day continues in the Northwest.
Li Guolou sat next to Peng Dingyue and Mo Baoguo, chatting and laughing, maintaining a happy mood. War destroys human nature, and only victory is worthy of boasting, and you can sit down and drink celebratory wine. The loser can only express his grievances and the history of national humiliation with compassion.
Li Guolou looked at several tables of Hui people having a drink. Some of the Hui people's leaders actually married two wives at once, and they were busy hugging each other. These Hui people killed their own compatriots without mercy at all.
, was even more cruel, and also robbed the wives of compatriots. I was thinking: The Han people in those days
Our ancestors were like this too. War makes people vent their primitive desires, and they can't tell what is right or wrong? How will future generations evaluate those who fought on the battlefield for the reunification of the motherland? In the final analysis, people are just beasts in disguise, using war as an excuse.
, do things that violate human ethics and morality.
"Master Li, please!" Mo Baoguo raised his glass and couldn't help but asked: "Master Li, when will you return to Beijing?"
Li Guolou took a sip of wine with a forced smile and said with a smile: "Touch Mo, don't worry. When Li Ziying leaves, he will sell the equipment to you two at a cheap price. I won't take it back."
Peng Dingyue was older and nagged: "Master Li, please don't sell to the Chu army. The imperial court will equip them. We have to arm ourselves. As you can see, our local soldiers suffered a big loss this time."
.Those little bastards turned into warriors, they don’t know how old the monkey is.”
Li Guolou replied: "I advise the two chieftains to keep up with the times and let the heirs of the tribe learn the new style of warfare. If there are a few hit-and-run bronze cannons in mountain warfare, they will be invincible. No
Dare to invade your territory."
Peng Dingyue shook his head and said: "We can't let them learn it, otherwise there will be endless troubles and a war will be provoked."
Mo Baoguo sneered and said: "Chief Peng, why do you lie to such a big man? You are too selfish. When you die, the tribe will definitely be divided."
Peng Dingyue sighed dejectedly, stroking his white beard, smiling bitterly, looking at a group of young sons at another table, who seemed to be drinking and chatting in harmony, but in fact there were many factions. When he died, the sons fought for territory, wealth, and women.
The knives were pointing at each other. How could he not know if others could see it, but the palms and backs of his hands were all flesh, leaving him unable to make a choice.
Li Guolou looked at this scene, and his heart skipped a beat. This is the trouble of having many descendants. He will also have such a day, where he will fight against each other, become ruthless, and suffer from the same roots. The wealth he accumulated will also be divided among his descendants. The family's wealth will also be divided among his descendants.
Grandma is living in harmony now, but one day she will fight for wealth.
Wealthy families often lose their children, and they cannot get rich for more than three generations. We should pay close attention to the education of our children. We must deal with the long-standing problem of the inequality of wealth among grandmothers. Grandmothers from different backgrounds each have private money, but they still carry it behind their backs.
When it comes to business, he can do nothing but control so many grandmothers.
Xu Zhanbiao raised his glass in a toast and said: "Come! Drink this glass to the full. You can't drink any more. A military meeting will be held at midnight tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, everyone at the table stood up and clinked glasses! A group of senior officers dispersed, and the remaining people continued to have fun in the gathering hall. Without the officers, they acted even more unscrupulously.
Li Guolou walked out of the Juyi Hall and asked in a low voice: "Master Fan, how many treatments did Zhu Dinghe have?"
"Hehe! This kid has had his hair cut twice, and is hiding it very well, as if I would rob him. He even ate his food on the kang, so you wouldn't see him. He should be drinking a glass of wine now. He's not thinking about living in peace.
"Fan Dahui snickered secretly, he would not do such an immoral thing.
"Hey! Give him a thousand taels of silver, and it will be considered as my practice for him. How will you live your life when you go back with this kind of treatment?" Li Guolou walked away. Friends always have to say goodbye, and he has done his best to help his friends.
Got to the roots.
"Yes!" Fan Dahui stretched out his hand to catch the rain falling from the sky, feeling a little wet. It was raining lightly, and Dong Zhiyuan underwent earth-shaking changes.
A man's fame depends on a pen that turns his hand into clouds and rain. In Dong Zhiyuan, all the secrets will be buried, and only the heroic deeds of the cutest warrior will be written in the long river of history.