That night, the sunset gradually faded, and the new moon began to rise.
Zhuo Yifan met Sima Qiudao again today: Sima Qiudao took out Shi Weng's new letter. Zhuo Yifan was very upset after reading it. Even Sima Qiudao felt that Shi Weng had gone too far.
However, even though he had a heavy responsibility and was in the midst of unexpected events, he could not come up with any clever ideas and could only act according to Shi Weng's arrangements.
It's just that this act of following the crowd, although there is a "last resort", is completely contrary to the concept he usually adheres to, which makes him feel depressed. After dinner, he came out of the inn to relax.
Originally I just wanted to go for a walk alone to calm down, but by some strange mistake I ended up near the Dongmen City Police Station.
In order to inquire about news these days, he and Lian Nishang had frequent contacts. Although they did not agree with each other's ideas, as time went by, the two of them also had a vague feeling for each other.
The action was about to take place in the next few days, but Zhuo Yifan didn't come to meet her. Unexpectedly, he just left casually and ended up here again.
Looking at the police carriage in front of the Dongmen City Police Station, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: He looked like a child. Lian Nishang had probably gone back from get off work long ago, but he still came here like this.
Thinking that once he starts fighting tomorrow, He Lian Nishang will be his rival. No matter whether they meet or not, they will never see each other again in this life. Thinking of this, he feels a little heartbroken. He has seen many martial arts women in the past, with different backgrounds, but none of them can
It left a mark in his heart like Lian Nishang.
He wanted to say goodbye to her, but he was worried that the details would be revealed unintentionally, so he could only cruelly stop looking for Lian Nishang.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, someone suddenly shouted: "Yifan!"
Zhuo Yifan was startled, and the voice belonged to Lian Nishang. Looking back, Lian Nishang had changed into a casual skirt. Her originally neat short hair was now a little longer, and there was a black hairpin decorated with diamonds stuck in it.
There was a slight glow under the street lamp.
It can be seen that she is much more sophisticated than her previous casual clothes. Zhuo Yifan naturally knows the principle of "women should look good to please themselves", but now he can't help but feel slightly sad.
Zhuo Yifan and Lian Nishang walked slowly side by side from the police station towards the river embankment. They often walked and chatted in this area.
The first time Zhuo Yifan drank kvass, ate ice cream, and had skewers... it was all in this area. As he strolled along, the familiar street scenery made him feel extremely melancholy.
Lian Nishang was leaning against Zhuo Yifan, her eyes were wandering, and she suddenly glanced at her temples, and she stopped talking. Zhuo Yifan felt her breath blowing like blue, his heart and soul swayed, and he hurriedly avoided it.
Lian Nishang smiled and said, "Are you still afraid of me now?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "I don't know why you want to make others afraid of you?"
Lian Nishang said: "Don't you say that I was trained by Australians? I didn't intend for people to be afraid of me. It's probably because I don't follow Ming Dynasty's rules, so you are afraid of me." Zhuo Yifan suddenly sighed.
, I wanted to practice colorful clothes to show off her appearance and wisdom, like a natural beauty, but unfortunately no one took her to the "right path".
Lian Nishang asked: "Why do you sigh when you are so good?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "With your ability and agility, why do you need to work for the Australians?"
Lian Nishang's expression changed and she said, "What's wrong with Australians? Lingao is much cleaner than Ming Dynasty!"
Zhuo Yifan lowered his head and said nothing, and Lian Nishang said again: "You look very wrong today, you look like you are full of worries. Is there something wrong?
Zhuo Yifan knew he couldn't hide it, so he said: "I have received a letter from home and will go back to the mainland."
Lian Nishang's face frowned slightly: "Didn't your whole family move here? Why do you want to go back?"
"I came here to follow my mother and settle down. My father is still an official on the mainland, so I naturally have to go back." Zhuo Yifan said according to the script prepared in advance.
Lian Nishang was silent for a long time, then Fang asked: "Are you coming back?"
"I don't know..." Zhuo Yifan was upset. He was obviously telling lies, but he was telling the truth. He didn't feel it and secretly said: Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan, I didn't expect you to be so deeply involved in the drama!
"Isn't it good here? Why go back?"
"Although this place is good, it is not my hometown." Zhuo Yifan also feels that everything in Lingao is good and can be called "the paradise on earth." No wonder the rich people would rather suffer the harsh treatment of the thieves than to move here. However, this paradise
But it made him feel very strange and frightened. The thieves created a world in Lingao that he was completely unfamiliar with and could not understand.
Those people who only wanted to have enough food and clothing would naturally not care, but he knew what the real purpose of this group of thieves was.
It's not about changing dynasties, it's not about becoming emperor, it's about changing from Kun to Xia!
"What are your plans in the future? Do you still want to be an official, like your father, working hard for the emperor and becoming an official?"
Although the reason for going back was made up, Zhuo Yifan's father was indeed a "court official". Hearing Lian Nishang speak like this, he didn't feel a little angry: "It's not like just anyone can be an official. How can I have such ability?"
."
Lian Nishang sneered and said: "I think it's easy to be an official in the Ming Dynasty. All you have to do is bully and exploit the poor to make the emperor happy."
Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said: "You've said it. Among the officials, there are also great sages who truly care about the country and the people..."
Lian Nishang sneered and said: "Even if there are, they are really pitiful. It is said that the person who is close to the black is the black. How can a person who can survive in it be a good person?"
Zhuo Yifan said resolutely: "I will never be an official in this life, but I will not be a robber or thief either."
Lian Nishang was extremely angry. If the person who said this was not Zhuo Yifan, she would have swept him away with a palm. She sneered and said, "Isn't your father a robber?"
Zhuo Yifan said angrily: "How can they be robbers?"
Lian Nishang said: "The officials rob the poor and give to the rich, and the leaders rob the rich and give to the poor. They are all robbers! But robbers like us are much better than robbers like you!"
Lian Nishang paused for a moment and said: "My father is a Confucian scholar with a small fortune. He makes a living by teaching and farming. Unexpectedly, the local wealthy family took a fancy to my family's land and wanted to get involved with me. They colluded with the government and took away my family's land. My father
My upright personality made me angry to death, and my mother went into exile in Guangzhou. It happened that the chief was running a charity in Guangzhou and took my family in. Even the name Nishang was given by the chief. My unique personality is also
The chief is willing to accept me as a policeman, and my life is much better now than in Ming Dynasty."
Zhuo Yifan said: "I have heard about unworthy officials harming people, but after all, they are only a minority. Today, the Holy One is working hard to rule..."
Lian Nishang sneered and said: "A few? Look at the many poor people from all over the world who have come to Lingao. What happened to them! None of them climbed out of the eighteenth level of hell."
Zhuo Yifan said: "Okay, whatever you say! But people have their own ambitions, and there is no need to be stronger!"
Lian Nishang's body trembled slightly, and she was extremely sad. Zhuo Yifan saw her eyes were reddish, with tears on the verge of falling, and his pity arose spontaneously. He gently held her finger and said, "Although our ambitions may be different, we still have friendship."
Always there.”
Lian Nishang asked sadly: "When will you leave?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "Tomorrow!"
Nishang sighed and stopped talking. After a long time, Zhuo Yifan changed the subject and asked Lian Nishang to talk about Lingao's anecdotes, and he also talked about the scenery of Beijing. The two of them were like old friends, walking and chatting under the moon, although
No one dared to reveal the depths of their hearts, but they understood each other much better than before. They talked until late at night. Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Zhuo Yifan said goodbye to Lian Nishang, who wanted to know that he was going.
The ambition is very strong, but there is no obstruction. At the moment, everyone cherishes it and bids farewell with tears.
"This situation is a hundred times more complicated than we expected." Li Yayang stood anxiously in the "Dongmen City Emergency Response Headquarters" on the top floor of the "Fire Control Tower", looking at the flow of people outside the large glass window in the direction of the stadium.
, "Today is not a day off. Why are there so many idle people?"
This five-story tower, mainly made of red bricks and edged with stone strips, is 30 meters high. It is the tallest building in Dongmen City and Lingao County. It is located in a nearly central location, and its main purpose is to overlook the entire Dongmen City.
The store conducts 24-hour fire and security surveillance. Notifications and resource allocation are made through telephones, lights and semaphore signals. It can be called the security center of the entire Dongmen City.
"You forget that most naturalized people and indigenous people don't rest on Sundays, but on the first and fifteenth of each month." Mu Min leaned over the large-aperture telescope to observe the streets in the distance and said, "Today happens to be the fifteenth day.
Japan. Many companies have holidays, and commercial companies themselves implement rotating holidays."
"Now the number of people pouring into the warning area has exceeded 10,000. The streets with numbers close to the warning line are Stadium Street, Competition Street, Friendship Street and Championship Street."
As the correspondent reported the latest crowd monitoring situation, a police officer operating on a transparent glass board marked an orange mark.
"What should I do? This event hasn't started yet. It's far exceeded expectations." Li Yayang has already begun to wipe his sweat. His garrison camp has canceled all vacations. Except for the sick patients who cannot be dispatched, even the cooking team is out on duty.
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The strength of the garrison battalion under his command is usually only "sufficient" - this sufficiency still needs to include the national army company and the security army company under the command of the garrison headquarters - there are not many abundant troops. In recent years, veterans have been sent abroad.
With the increasing number of business trips and business trips, a large number of personnel in the guard company of the garrison battalion have been "precipitated" on "business trips". The number of personnel in the battalion is less than 50% of the number of people on staff. This has resulted in a serious shortage of guards for the veterans, which
This time a large number of veterans went out for activities, and he had to temporarily transfer the personnel of the security company to guard positions.
The selection of soldiers in the guard company is the most stringent, and there are many hard words and rules. The military and political quality of the guard company is not so high. Li Yayang has always been worried that there will be traps. But he can't use Mandarin and speak unfavorably to the security army personnel.